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Chapter 2 I drove home. I hadn’t cum and I was horny. I had to shower and think. This was Thursday night. I had to get my head straight for work tomorrow and the weekend. Why was I so turned on? It was clear my path was being a gay bottom I had no doubt that’s where I was but had to take it slow. Friday afternoon at work I was counting the time to 5 . At 4 I just thought I’d send a message to Phil. ‘Hi’ . Then I put my phone on the desk. Ten minutes and it pinged. ‘You liked it then.I knew you would’ ‘ yes’ was all I could reply. I didn’t want to be too keen. ‘You’re a natural sub I can tell, but you need help. I will help you. Meet me at the Boar at 8.’ I had no plans other than drinks with a couple of straight mates. I would go but wouldn’t push things. I showered, changed and toyed with going commando. I thought Phil may like that, it made me feel good. I walked in the Boar spot on 8 having loitered outside for 10 mins. It was a gay pub and I still wasn’t out. I was nervous. I ordered a drink to calm myself. ‘hello’ came from behind me I looked round. Phil was there, and he looked hot. You need to come with me he said, and I put my drink down and followed. He went to the Gents, walked into the disabled cubicle and spoke. ‘Kneel’ I knelt. ‘Suck’ He got his cock out and I wanted it immediately . Phil just started fucking my throat. I wanted his load again but Phil had other ideas. ‘ Stand’ I stood, he could see my cock was tenting in my jeans. ‘You any boxers on? I shook my head. ‘You’re a natural.I know.drop your jeans’ I was mesmerised by his authority and just did as I was told. He walked round me and spread my cheeks and slid his hand in. I had pre lubed in case. I didn’t want a cock roughly shoved in and cause me to bleed. I was trying to be safe ish. He slid his cock behind and just pushed slightly . I wanted him to push in. But he didn’t. You have to work for that. . He took me outside ‘What do u want boy? ‘ Everything was happening so fast natural instinct kicked in. ‘Your cock sir’ , ‘and what else? ‘ ‘Your cum!’ ‘ My toxic poz cum?’ Yes your toxic poz cum I said without thinking. ‘ But you’ve already had it yesterday’ ‘ ‘I want it in me’ what was I saying? ‘You will get it when I wantto give it, not before. I have to own you first’ ‘own me sir’ I followed him again. ‘Trust me ‘ he said. I followed him to a tattoo parlour up the street. I had a couple of tattoos so wasn’t really concerned. He got me to lie down and pulled my jeans down. It was clear I was being marked, I wanted it . The tattooist clearly knew Phil as he never spoke, just started work on my arse. I couldn’t see the work but when he finished my legs were spread and a tongue started rimming me. I immediately relaxed and a finger was inserted. I spread my legs further , and then I felt his cock pushing against my hole. ‘Tell me’ he whispered. I want your poz cock sir’ I said, pushing back. I felt him push and he was in. I finally had a poz cock in my. I knew it and felt good. I knew what I was in that moment. I knew what I was going to be. Phil was fucking me hard and as I heard his breathing become ragged he pulled out and just came over my arse. I was briefly disappointed until I felt his finger scooping cum off me and pushing it inside. ‘You will get the full dose when I fully own you boy. But you can have this for now. Now go’ I pulled my jeans up, cum pushed in my hole and wetting my jeans. My mind was racing, what was I becoming? to be continued ……….

I walked into the bar, I wasn’t changing my mind. It was a popular venue with after work gatherings , a mixed straight clientele. I was 42 , recently divorced and now following my urges for guys. I wasn’t out as gay yet. I has chatted on gaydar with this guy. Sexy , bald , straight looking. 6 foot. I was similar with dark hair. What had secretly attracted me was the ‘needs discussion’ on his safe sex status. I had found he was poz on meds. He knew I was neg, not on prep. ‘ So you made it, not often guys who have just come out as gay turn up on first dates’ he said just a little too loudly. The two women in their early 30’s along the bar who had eyed me as I walked in turned their heads again. So much for being not out! ‘Yeah, I was always going to come’ I said unconvincingly. ‘Well, you know about me, tell me about you’. We chatted for ten minutes or so before the subject of sex came up. He knew I was bottom. ‘ There have been guys who asked me to come off meds and breed them before today ‘ he said . The statement threw me completely off course, it was probably his test. ‘Yeah, I didn’t think they would go through with it or that I would get off on it but wow, what a buzz’ ‘Really? ‘ I said ‘ did you convert them? ‘ . ‘ Yes, both of them, but it took three or four sessions until they converted. The thing is, once you have done it once and not converted, you just want it more and more until you do’ I knew that whilst it was a secret turn on, I wasn’t going to have sex with Phil straightaway. We were in a busy straight bar for a start. ‘ You like bareback don’t you? ‘ he said. ‘Yes, but I’m not on prep yet’I replied. ‘ I wouldn’t put medication in my body unless I needed it - you don’t need any yet, it’s far better just being natural’ he responded. ‘ I would love to get you in a harness, and slide my cock in you’ he carried on. ‘Bare of course, and I never pull out’ . I was already getting hard just thinking about it. ‘Undetectable guys are safe anyway ‘ he said. We chatted a little more before he said he had to go, but wanted to see me again. He explained he thought I would be a no show as a newbie and had made other arrangements. We swapped numbers. As we walked outside and I made my way to my car across the dark car park, he came with me. He must have parked fairly near me. ‘I’ll get in for five minutes if you like’ he suggested. I clicked the door open. We got in, he leaned over and kissed me hard. When I broke from the kiss he had pulled his joggers down. He was showing a thick circumcised cock , around 6-7 inches. I was mesmerised. ‘Suck it’ he ordered. I went to town on his cock, conscious that we could be seen if anyone came remotely close to the car. ‘I want you to swallow my load, that way I know you will come back for more’. ‘ This is your first poz cock, I’m sure it won’t be your last’ he continued. I was loving the cock and wanked him, wanting him to cum, he was safe after all. ’I don’t stealth guys, by the way, I tell them my status and they make up their minds’. He carried on. ‘You’re enjoying this cock, but you should know I was on meds til last week. I’ve been off them for 10 days now, ever since you hit me up on gaydar, so I do have a viral load’ I was hearing the words but not processing them quickly enough. I love sucking cock. ‘And you want to swallow my cum, I can just tell you’re a natural cocksucker’. Wait… my brain was registering …not on meds anymore and poz, but my own cock was hard! In the brief seconds that my brain was registering this, his cock flexed and he started to cum. ‘ Swallow all that poz juice boy you want it’ My natural reaction was to swallow, I loved cum in my mouth. ‘Mmmmmmpphh’ was all I could say as I swallowed all his load. ‘Good boy! You’re pretty safe just swallowing, but I think you’ll be back for more, I can just tell. You know my number, just hit me up when you’re ready’ and with that he opened the door and just left. I sat in the car in a daze for a few minutes. I had just swallowed a toxic load, was I stupid? I knew it was reasonably safe, but my cock was rock hard. Was that a lucky escape or was I setting out on a road? Did I want more? to be continued.."………..

Part 36 - Passage Cruising Tom carried a tray of glasses and begun stacking them neatly in the containers ready for the caterers to collect in the morning. He along with two other footmen were the only ones left as the orchestra finished packing away and were taken to their vehicles by the security team. A silence now fell around them with only the clinking of glasses being stacked. The majority of the work was now done and the ballroom started to resemble some order now. Tom offered to finish off and the senior and other junior footman thanked him and headed off, he picked up his try and went over to the last two tables to clean away. Nick was enjoying a mug of hot chocolate in the palace kitchen after seeing Alden back to his quarters, it wasn't necessary but they had been chatting away and laughing so naturally Nick walked with him until he went inside. Nick was still buzzing at how much fun the evening had been and really liked Max and their banter. He chuckled remembering how Liam discreetly got Max in to the passage way without any one noticing so he could join Alex in his quarters. Even the palace kitchen was quiet with just the duty sous chef milling around prepping for breakfast and making stolen cake ready for the festivities. The two princes loved a cherry and almond stolen that had now become a tradition for the family to enjoy Christmas day in the afternoon. Nick sat there chatting to the sous chef watching him make the marzipan then rinsed his mug and put it away. He thanked the chef and headed out of the kitchen then typed in the security number and pushed the door open to the passage way. Tom finished and all he had to do was take the tray back to the kitchen then head off to his quarters. He stood and had one last look around the ballroom and smiled knowing how lucky he was to have this job, not only that he totally loved working in the palace as there was never a dull moment. It was hard work, yet with this really nice guy Jackson running the show everything and everyone was running seamlessly. He was a little jealous of the valet Francis who was in a stead fast relationship with Jackson now, after all Jackson was the type of guy Tom would have offered himself on a plate to. No one was fooled by Tom's young age and very placid looking nature, rumours spread far and wide in his hometown gay community knew that Tom was already quite a handful when it came to sex. Something that Marty had all to well discovered when letting his guard down and letting Tom loose on him one evening, they both had a sexual love for each other and Tom knew all about riding crops. Just thinking about it would get him worked up into a frenzy, the way Marty would whip him harder and harder the closer he got to orgasming. It was the way he would drop the crop then fall on top grabbing Tom's shoulders and slamming his hips hard grinding away at his young firm arse. Tom chuckled picking up the tray and opened the little flap in the wall typing in the code and pushing the door hidden in the wall open. Closing the little flap until it sat flush in the wall he entered the passage way thinking right then left to the green mark then right again to the palace kitchen. Still fairly knew and despite all the tours he had been given of the passage way he was the one who always seemed to appear in the wrong rooms giggling away trying to retrace his steps. Tom had in fact become known as lost boy, a name that was sticking as every time he appeared in the wrong room the household staff member would look over and simply ask 'Lost boy?'. He found it funny but he wasn't the only one who did this frequently and he had started a petition with Jackson to at least colour code some of the doors so household knew if it was private or public rooms that laid beyond. Fortunately Jackson saw the light so to speak and had already got the palace kitchens and utility areas with a green mark above them. Tom was still full of beans and decided he would head down to the swimming pool for a late night swim, something he had taken to when the palace was quiet with most of the household staff in bed and he had a late shift the following day. He would often do some exercising in the gym then enjoy swimming a few laps before bedding down for the night, he found that it helped him relax after his shift as a junior royal footman. Walking along the passage way he was humming to himself swinging the tray when the passage way door below the green mark opened and in stepped Nick with his shirt open half way down. Immediately Tom went weak at the knees. Nick looked directly at him and nodded. "Is that you done for the night?" Nick asked waiting and holding the door for Tom. Tom grinned stupidly "Yeah, just putting the tray back then hitting the gym and pool". "At this time of night?" Nick asked unable to take his eyes off his secret crush. He nodded "Why not?" Tom replied, "Best time as it is quiet, no one else around" he said. Nick smiled as Tom reached the door and he looked at Nick "Thanks" Tom said walking through. His heart beating hard in his chest having stood so close to Nick for the first time and with no one else around. He walked towards the kitchen and glanced over his shoulder as the door was closing, Nick also glanced over his shoulder and their eyes met, Nick smirked and winked at him making Tom go all giggly like a girl before they both faced forward again. Tom nearly banging in to the wall and missing the entrance to the kitchen. He couldn't believe that Nick the protection officer and muscle hunk just winked and took a second look at him. Pull yourself together he told himself putting the tray back in the rack and saying good night to the duty butler who had appeared preparing a pot of coffee for the night duty household. Tom wandered back through the silent passage ways. Back in his quarters he undressed out of his footman livery and threw on some shorts and a t-shirt then headed along the corridor quietly and in to the passage way towards the stairs leading down to the basement gym and pool. He reached the stair case and stopped to see Nick casually leaning against it with his arms folded accentuating his biceps under his tight t-shirt. Tom looked down the stairs then back to Nick unable to find any words to say. He had heard rumours how the passage ways was renowned for quick love trysts but cruising in this way was new to him, Tom wasn't one for playing games and usually got straight in to it. There was a hesitant unsureness around Tom, he couldn't figure out if Nick was cruising him or just standing there. Tom flung the towel over his shoulder and Nick moved walking towards him. "I hear you frequent the stables" Nick remarked moving ever so closer to Tom. Tom smirked "I like riding" he replied thinking how dumb he was rattling those words out. Nick smiled "So you have met Marty and his riding crop I guess?" he asked. Tom could smell Nick who was now standing so close to him "I like it rough" he said softly. "Good!" Nick said grabbing Tom and pulling him close, "Then you won't complain if I...". Nick was unable to finish his sentence being pushed up against the wall with Tom assaulting him with a very aggressive kiss that even had Nick surprised and taken back. Tom ran his tongue across Nick's partly open mouth before sinking his tongue in kissing him with a very brutal savageness. Nick was completely stumped for a second as Tom leaned back, he stroked the side of Nick's face then slapped him lightly but with enough sting behind it. Nick grabbed him and pushed Tom back against the wall "Right! That's how to want to play is it?". Tom couldn't resist baiting him "Fucking wuss" he said poking Nick in the chest. Nick shook his head and grinned, he moved like lightning and had Tom's arms pinned above his head. His mouth angrily kissing Tom on the neck and biting at his chin until he found the softness of his young lips. There was no sign of any resistance from Tom as he opened his mouth letting Nick kiss him with just as much anger. Nick pulled back and looked at his open mouth then spat in it and lunched himself on to Tom kissing him hard again. Letting go of Tom's arms he pulled the footman forward and wrapped his arms around him, their movements calming as they kissed longer and longer. Finally Nick pulled back and lifted Tom over his shoulder marching off down the passage way and in to his quarters opposite Prince Alden's apartments. He put Tom down and closed the door, by the time he turned around the footman stood their naked with his eight inch cock standing proud and ready. Deliberately Nick stood there slowly undoing his buttons revealing his chest. Tom looked at it and growled lunging forward. Both of them so turned on by each other neither knew what was about to happen of when, Tom had Nick pushed up against the wall kissing, biting and licking the protection officers chest and frantically pulling the shirt off this incredible body. They were not in a mood to talk as they got down to business, aggressively touching and play punching each other. Slapping his arse cheeks and grabbing him in his hands so hard he lifted Tom off the ground who punched and kissed him with even more savageness. Deciding it was time to take over Nick lifted Tom high in the air and plonked him down on the bed. He could see the sexual tension in his eyes as he beckoned Nick on with his hands 'Come on then show me what you got!' he said teasing him. Nick grabbed the legs twisting the young body over with force and placing one hand on Tom's shoulders holding him flat on the bed he could hear then felt the spit hitting his hole then suddenly the weight of Nick crashing down on him. Tom raised his head and thrashed his legs under the weight of Nick egging him on. Searing pain shooting up through his body, he knew and felt in every fibre of his body that he had been penetrated hard, his arse burning in pain. Nick made the mistake of stopping and leaning too far over Tom who twisted his head and bit Nick's neck in his sexual anger. Nick forced his cock deep in to Tom's arse and began hammering the young body in to the mattress, all the time Tom was moaning and gasping then calling Nick out 'Is that all you got?' he rasped them moaned as Nick hammered down harder, 'Some fucking man you turned out to be!' he said slapping Nick's arms hard. Every time Tom now tried to move Nick gripped harder holding him down fucking him harder. Tom pleaded and cried for him to fuck him and he did, the fucking continued and rained down into his arse over and over with the immense power of this guy. His arse was getting sore so quickly yet enhancing the thrill of his predicament being held down at the mercy of the protection officer. Nick had never felt such a sexual rush or erotic rage that ran through his body and he focused on the job at hand, he was still astute enough to pay attention to the young footman under him and checking he was okay. His orgasm came so suddenly and quickly, he pushed his cock deep locking his hips up tight against the young arse, letting out a loud grunt and releasing a fresh quantity of seed in to the footman, through the orgasm he kept slamming his hips down and grinding away pumping every last drop of his cum in to him. Tom reached under to touch his cock that was ready to burst, he could feel the pain of each breeding contraction pulsing in his arse from the cock deep inside him, pulse after pulse releasing the seed in a never ending torrent in to his body. The brutality of the fucking meant he was a mere split second from his own orgasm, desperate as he was to fuck the guy he couldn't restrain himself and had to let it go. Nick collapsed down spearing Tom even deeper and panted heavily next to his face. Tom was panting away almost with his tongue hanging out of his mouth and satisfaction. Nick chuckled then kissed the back of his neck as a tide of sexual dominance flooded over him followed by several hard thrusts to reinforce his dominance over the footman. Tom moaned in a sublime pleasure and ran his hands over the muscular arms either side of his head. Neither spoke and the laid there for nearly an hour dozing until Nick woke and jabbed his cock waking Tom up then laughing. Finally he pulled Tom with him on this side securing his arms around the body and grinding his cock until he was hard enough to start fucking him again. Delivered with the same force and this time Tom was allowed to wallow in sexual pleasure by rubbing his cock and grinding his arse back deeper on the cock inside him. His free hand getting a tight hold on the muscular arse cheek, squeezing harder when he felt his orgasm rising, resting his head back against Nick 'Gonna cum' he moaned pushing his arse back harder on to Nick's cock. The sight, sound and actions brought Nick to orgasm at the same time, his arms held tighter around the young body yet he continued a gentle thrusting, feeling his balls tighten and delivering a second load. The sound of Tom panting, the body trembling in his arms continued pushing back on his cock and Nick happily obliged clenching his arse cheeks as he pushed as deep as he could get inside Tom. Remaining locked in their positions neither one of them wanted to make the first move to end it. Nick lovingly kissing Tom's neck whilst his fingers danced softly over the muscular thigh pressed up against his leg. Tom felt so comfortable in those arms that had a calming effect that he drifted off to sleep. Nick chuckled and closed his eyes falling asleep moments later. The sleeping protection officer had moved and his cock slipped out, one arm still remained around the body the other was lower down with his hand holding the footman's cock delicately. Tom woke and slipped away from his hold and watched the beautiful muscular body of Nick roll on to his back murmuring. He was so tempted to kiss him yet doing so would probably wake the sleeping beast demanding more sex. Tom knew when he was beaten and his arse was sore, his abdomen covered in dried cum. Silently he got off the bed and picked up his shorts and t-shirt. He stood up and turned around jumping out of his skin as Nick stood there. "Where are you going?" Nick asked quietly. "Oh fuck!" Tom said surprised "I thought you were sleeping" he replied. Nick chuckled "I was but I sensed you moving around the room" he said, "Where are you going?". "Bed" Tom replied looking at him "Man you sneak around quietly" he added. "Is my bed not good enough for you then?" Nick asked taking the clothes from Tom's hand. Tom shrugged "I thought we were done" he said, "Well I know I can't take any more fucking". Nick put the clothes on the chair "That is not an acceptable excuse to walk out on me" he said. Tom gulped wondering what the hell was going on "I wasn't walking out on you" he explained. Nick laughed and picked Tom up carrying him back to bed "Then you are staying" he said. He climbed on the bed holding Tom firmly in his arms then lowering the young lad on his back he loomed over him and slowly lowered his head rubbing his lips against Tom's then delicately and softly they kissed. Gradually Nick pulled Tom on to his side, reaching to the lamp turning it off and pulled the sheet up over them. Gently they kissed for several minutes, Nick knew what Tom's work rota was for this and was not on duty until 2pm. Tom laid there in silence with Nick pressed up close to him who had gone back to sleep, never in a million years did he think he would get to spend a night with this hunk of a man. From what he had seen in the palace he was a serious, no nonsense controlled person and that is what Tom found so fascinating about him. When he learnt that Nick was gay from Alex's select group of friends he never would have believed what was happening right now. He had fun with Marty and loved his tender aggressive side but he now had this Josh guy and seemed really taken with him, and Alex who he really wanted sex with now had Max who he was so in love with. Tom slowly opened his eyes noticing the daylight discreetly peeping through the curtains and a fully aroused cock between his arse cheeks. Nick sensed that Tom had woken up and roughly pulled him on to his back and slipped on top between his legs. Tom instantly grabbed the firm arse cheeks roughing them up making Nick chuckle before he swooped down and kissed him deep. Tom pushed him up "What time is it?" he asked looked up in to Nick's eyes. Nick kissed him on the lips "8am" he replied seeing a relieved look come over Tom. Nick knelt up against Tom's head his cock stretching out above his eyes "Sort that out!" he said. "Fucking cheek!" Tom replied tapping it with his hand. Nick slapped his cock on Tom's face "Sort it out or it goes up your arse!" he now said smirking. Tom laughed running his hand along the meaty shaft, he wasn't stupid and knew it was better to give him a blow job than taking it up his arse again so soon. Nick looked down unable to believe how expertly Tom took it in his mouth causing Nick to gasp at the sensation, he knew the lad wouldn't be able to take the whole thing down his throat but my god he knew how to use his tongue in a spine tingling erotic sensation. Nick was moaning way more than when they had sex and seemed to be so relaxed and let Tom get on with his work. Tom moaned continuously through a mouthful of cock, it was certainly the best one he had ever had in his mouth. Thick and solid but with just enough give to make it more enjoyable, he happily worked it over and caressed the balls with his hand, even those felt like the best set of balls he had played with. Nick started to make small rocking movements with his hips, he could feel his body reacting quickly and he looked down again at Tom 'Come on baby, suck the nut out of my balls' he said with an commanding tone. The words sending Tom in to a frenzy began applying pressure in sporadic moves keeping Nick guessing and unknowing when he was going to feel it again. Nick rolled his head back a big smile on his face 'Shit!" he suddenly called out. Tom felt the cock twitching rapidly in his mouth hitting the back of his throat, he applied more pressure causing Nick to moan deep in his chest, his hips thrusted forward. Tom closed his lips harder around the shaft continuing to work on it, his mouth flooding rapidly as he did what he was told and sucked the nut from his balls swallowing every last drop until Nick pulled away. He stared down at Tom for a moment then hauled him up to his knees and roughly kissed him. Tom grabbed hold of him pulling him back on the bed, his legs wrapping around Nick and his hands touching every muscle he could find on this body. He had been with guys who loved his body but there was something very different the way Tom was continually aroused by his physique, not only that but when he kissed Tom his whole body seemingly reacted in a physical way that he had never seen before. Wrapped in each other kissing for ages Tom's stomach rumbled loudly making them both laugh. "Is that you telling me your hungry?" Nick asked. Tom nodded "Yeah, forgot to eat last night was so caught up with the ball" he replied. They untangled themselves "Shall we go to the household dining room?" Nick suggested. Tom knelt up and looked at him "What together?" he asked looking shocked. Nick shrugged "Unless your afraid of being seen with me" he said getting off the bed. Tom watched him for a moment "What about your macho image?" he asked grinning at him. Nick laughed "So what if we turn up together, doesn't mean anything" he replied getting dressed. Tom looked at him like a rejected lover "I suppose" he said getting off the bed. Nick heard the tinge of disappointment and looked at him "I don't want a boyfriend" he said. "What do you mean?" Tom asked looking slightly confused, "I am not asking you be one!". "I don't want to lead you on thinking that could be on the cards" Nick said kindly. Nick sat by him "I will have sex with you but my schedule is way hectic with Prince Alden" he said. Tom nodded "I understand, anyway you are way too old for me to date!" he said sniggering. Nick laughed "Cheeky fucker!" he said kissing him, "I want to honest with you Tom that is all". "Yeah I like this, having sex but man you need to go softer when fucking me!" Tom explained. Nick glanced at him "Hang on you are the one who aggressively assaulted me!" he said standing up. Tom stood up "I know, wanted to see if you could handle me" he said then laughed. "I can handle you Tom don't worry, you are easy to manage" Nick replied getting dressed. "Right, so you think I am going to let you lose on me again like that?" Tom asked grinning. Nick laughed "You know I will and you want it just as bad" he said confidently. Tom pulled his shorts up "You reckon?" he replied then glanced at Nick with a mischievous grin. Nick walked over pushed him up against the wall grinding his cock deliberately hard against Tom and grabbing his legs lifting them around his waist suspending the poor footman against the wall then kissing him slowly until he felt Tom melting with the desired effect. Nick let go of him "Yeah you definitely want it again" he said licking his lips tasting Tom. Tom slipped down to the floor "Dam you need to stop dong that!" he said smirking. Nick smiled and ran his finger softly across Tom's face then pulled his shorts down and stood above him with his cock dangling heftily in front of Tom 'Suck me off again!' Nick demanded. Tom was still highly aroused and mouth partly opened his tongue appeared touching the head of his cock teasingly. Nick looked down 'Don't you dare tease me. Do it or I will hold you on it' he said chuckling. Nick threw his head back biting his lip not to moan too loudly as Tom got to work on it. Nick blew another load and allowed Tom to suck lovingly at his cock until his phone pinged and he pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the message. It was from his boss Scott 'Need you to go with Liam and take the phoenix to GP's mansion, 10am. Scott'. Nick replied 'Understood' then put the phone down and pulled Tom up to his feel and kissed him. "I have to work at 10am, we got an hour so hurry up if you want to eat" Nick said. Tom nodded "Married to your job" he said mocking Nick. Nick smiled "You have to be Tom, you will understand that in a couple of years" he said. "Yeah, I think I already do Nick, love it so much" Tom replied as Nick got undressed again. Tom sat there waiting for Nick to finish a quick shower and put his working suit on then they both walked down to the household dining room. Only a few staff were there and none of them thought twice about Nick walking in talking with Tom and having a quick breakfast before Nick had to leave. "Ah Tom!" Jackson said walking in, "I need to speak to you if you are finished" he advised. Tom nodded and stood "Of course sir" he said following Jackson to his office. Jackson closed the door "It is none of my business but be careful with Nick" he said. Tom looked on embarrassed "I mean don't fall in love or anything" Jackson added clarifying it. Tom nodded "I... err is it wrong?" he asked hoping he hadn't put a foot wrong. Jackson smiled "No Tom. I don't want to see you get hurt" he said kindly, "Nick is I think afraid of relationships". "Thanks, and don't worry. I know he is not looking for anything plus he is much older" Tom replied. "Anyway that is not why I wanted to see you" Jackson said disappearing in the uniform room. Tom stood there waiting and Jackson returned with four new tunics "For you" Jackson said. "I have enough tunics sir" Tom replied before he noticed one gold band at the bottom of the sleeve. Jackson smiled "I am promoting you to footman Tom. You are doing a really good job" he said. "Wow!" Tom said excitedly admiring the gold band, "Thank you sir, really thank you!". Jackson checked the time "You have 15 minutes to get dressed and accompany Max to the car". Tom looked up at him "On it" he said grabbing the tunics and running out. Quickly drying himself Tom put on his white under shirt, white knee length silk stockings and dark blue knee breeches and black shoes. Finally he picked up the dark blue tunic with gold lace strappings and buttons and put it on securing the strappings over the buttons. He looked in the mirror and the gold band on the cuff still unable to believe his promotion, as a footman he would now have a variety of other jobs instead of guarding doors, as important as it was. He marched out heading towards Prince Alexanders royal apartments full of pride and a sore arse.

ZEUS 0245 hrs. When they reached the rock formation he and Alaska scouted the area around it for a large enough and flat enough space to hold the Platoon under cover of a windbreak as well as suitable to lean logs and branches which was difficult because the snow was now deep enough to hide the features they were looking for and it was dark. The rock face did block the wind currently blowing from the northeast making the snow pile more shallow. “This looks like our best bet.” Alaska announced loudly to overcome the wind rushing through the trees and the sound dampening effect of the snow. He spread his arms to indicate a stretch along the formation that was approximately 60 feet long. It wasn’t completely flat but it checked all the other necessary boxes. “Let’s clear a line ten feet from the base of the rock.” By the time the Platoon arrived they had a good start clearing the area and the rest of the guys began scouring the woods around them in pairs to locate enough deadfall to build their windbreak shelter. Their packs and sleds were laid out to cover the ground already cleared so the heavy, thick snow wouldn’t just cover the ground again as they worked. Squint and Weeble were put to work cutting up half their tents into fabric panels that would curtain the windbreak and allow snow to be packed against the branches they leaned against the formation. Someone, probably Chunk, had the foresight to task a few guys to start a woodpile for a fire. Bootlicker soon had a campfire burning that helped with light. Fires were forbidden in the Veldenstein but this was an emergency and the Army would have to deal with the fallout if they were caught. No one thought that was likely. The windbreak was constructed as a grid, lashed with paracord. Alaska directed the building saying it wasn’t that different from how outdoor equipment like your snowmobile was protected in Alaska to keep it from being buried overnight, it was just on a larger scale and more durable than the basic A-frame for something temporary. Green wood lower branches with pine needles still attached were used to thatch the basic grid. Every layer helped. Once the tent fabric panels were tied on, they piled snow and packed it against the sloped structure. Sleeper said the cold had rendered the radio inoperable, and they’d have to wait until it could be warmed up a little in the shelter. After four hours they were all exhausted but they had a fairly roomy, cozy shelter inside which their packs were lined up. Everyone had decided to use the Extreme Cold Weather level 7 outer suits as a padding layer beneath their bags. Bootlicker and Cellblock engineered triangle shaped doors for either end that opened inward to allow them to get in and out for bathroom trips to a latrine dug just outside the doors under a cantilevered overhang. Half of the guys chose to zip their sleeping bags together and sleep in pairs. Gabriel didn’t ask Sleeper, he decided they would do the same and Addison would just have to deal with it. A small fire pit had been dug out against the rock face in the center and if they kept the fire small they could keep it going for two days with the wood they had. The shelter was almost airtight except for the two ends which had the doors allowing enough airflow that a fire wouldn’t be a problem. “Everyone get some sleep.” Sleeper ordered. “I’m not setting a watch.” By this time, they could hear the wind gusting violently causing the woods around them to be filled with the creak of swaying trees and a whistling moan that got louder with each passing minute. “I’m wiped, but I don’t know if I can sleep in this.” Shark replied. “Fuck, if this shelter doesn’t hold-“ “Shark! Shut the fuck up. It will either hold or it won’t, it’s out of our control, but spreading your fear won’t help.” Cellblock barked. “It’ll hold.” Bootlicker announced with a bored confidence. “It’s effectively a single reinforced shield that weighs over a ton and a half because of the foot of packed snow on top of it. The math says it would take a tornado to even budge it.” Soon the simple exhaustion of a sleepless night and the scramble to build the shelter forced everyone’s eyes to close. Gabriel waited until he heard Addison’s breathing slow and inched closer under the sleeping bag. He carefully sidled up to his friend and wrapped his arm slowly…so slowly over Addison’s chest, trying not to wake him. He just wanted to sleep next to him, feel his body heat, listen to him breathe. “Snuggle up, buddy. Let’s keep warm.” Addison whispered so quietly Gabriel almost didn’t hear him. Gabriel felt his entire body flush with heat at the words. His heart began to race and his penis swelled up inside his pants under four layers of clothing. He pulled Sleeper tightly into his body. His hand found the zipper on the front of Sleeper’s coat and unzipped it inch by slow inch to keep any sound from escaping. His breath was coming fast. They could be quiet. Everyone was so tired they were deep in slumber. Addison lay completely still not denying Gabriel’s touch, sending a trembling thrill coursing through him. There was something intensely exciting about moving this slow and quiet forcing himself to keep half his awareness focused on the group around them. Once the zipper was down, Gabriel went to work on the buttons of Addison’s uniform shirt one excruciating button at a time by feel. Addison’s breathing had increased. Underneath lay a thermal shirt layer that was hugged tightly to Sleeper’s muscular warm body. Gabriel let his hand wander over the feel of his chest and stomach with no thoughts of the lessons Andrew had taught him that first time so many weeks ago. Gabriel’s mind was consumed with the pleasure of touching Addison, nothing more and every movement sent waves of tingling sensation to his groin. He was grinding up against Sleeper’s hip, very slow. He felt Sleeper’s arm move slightly and his hand rub against his crotch. The involuntary moan almost escaped from his throat. He dropped his hand down to Sleeper’s belt, loosening it but not completely undoing it where it might create noise. He next found the button on his pants. Sleeper was executing a similar process on Gabriel’s uniform. A small rustle could be heard when Gabriel was forced to pull the loop off the button, and they both froze to listen for any change in the men around them. Nothing. Gabriel boldly unzipped Sleeper’s two pants layers and Sleeper lifted his hips slightly so Gabriel could push the thermal layer and underwear down to his thighs and they both sighed when Gabriel wrapped his hand around Addison’s hard member. Sleeper’s hand was inside Gabriel’s pants stroking his large engorged penis in synchronized movements. Gabriel rolled Sleeper slowly onto his side facing away. He pulled everything down to just below his testicles after briefly letting Sleeper’s penis out of his grip. Sleeper drooled saliva into his hand and reached back to rub it on Gabriel’s penis then repeated the process to slick his hole. Then he grabbed Gabriel’s penis again and guided it between his cheeks to his opening. Gabriel shifted closer, hoping the noise wasn’t enough to wake anyone. He knew he should take some time to open Sleeper up with a finger or two, but he didn’t want to wait, and Sleeper seemed eager to have him go ahead so he pushed gently forward with his hips. He felt a resistance and pulled Addison’s hips back using his penis as a handle to apply more force feeling his own body shudder with the enticing expectation of the warm tightness of Addison’s hole. He buried his face in the hood covering Addison’s neck and whispered “I need you. I need you so bad, Addison.” After their argument last night which in Gabriel’s mind was emotionally painful this felt like Addison’s apology and his mind and body sang together with relief and desire. Addison didn’t hate him, wasn’t pushing him away. He seemed to want this as much as Gabriel and the happiness that brought electrified him. This excitement was so much different than that first time five weeks ago. This was only him and Addison, together wanting the same closeness, wanting to give and take the same kind of pleasure using the physical to express the emotional and using the emotional to heighten the physical like a cycle of expression that was so smooth and balanced between them it felt like a separate state of consciousness. He finally pushed inside and Addison stiffened with a sharp intake of breath. “Shhhh. I will go slow.” He soothed the beautiful man nestled up against him. Gabriel moved his other arm up, snaking it between Addison’s neck and shoulder to wrap around his chest. Ever so slowly, he sank deeper into Addison, the movement nowhere near what he really wanted to do but at the same time so much more pleasurable with the extended duration of it. It was that small sip of water when you are dying of thirst, the kind where you think you can taste the water when you know it has no flavor and every part of your tongue surges forward to bathe in the satisfying wetness. A gulp gets the job done with indifference. A sip milks every speck of pleasure the water has to give, lets it linger for its full effect and makes the dryness of your mouth bloom like the cracked cake of desert dirt after a rainstorm. Oh this was so much better than the first time. It was deeper and broader because the connection joined them beyond where they touched and in that moment Gabriel knew sex could give them so much more than just the satisfaction of a physical need. It could heal. It nourished his heart, his mind, and even his soul that should have been solely God’s domain. He didn’t even have to move much to feel the sinking pull of Addison’s beckoning desire and he couldn’t separate it from his own. Addison was squeezing down on his penis with every stroke Gabriel made on Addison’s member in his hand. Their breath was synchronized, coming faster and shallower. Gabriel wanted to feel Addison ejaculate before him, but he knew he wasn’t going to be able to wait that long. Addison’s hand found his wrapped around his chest and he brought Gabriel’s hand up to his mouth to press it hard against his lips and suddenly Gabriel heard his friend give four silent grunts while Addison’s hole gripped down tight onto his penis. Gabriel’s other hand felt a sudden warm wetness from Addison’s penis and the knowledge that Addison had ejaculated cause him to seize his beautiful man in a crushing embrace as he flooded his friend with his seed. Even this orgasm felt different than the ones before. With this one he wanted to implant everything he felt for Addison deep inside him with a desperate hope it would grow. His sperm was a message, his gift of who he was and how Addison made him feel and its fluid warmth would show Addison the beauty of it. This was how Addison could carry a part of Gabriel with him always. A bible verse came unbidden to his mind: James 3:18 ‘And the seed whose fruit is righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace’. It was his hope that this would join Addison together with him, and that his friend would feel the peace he himself felt when Addison was with him. Gabriel didn’t move when they were finished, and Addison stayed still himself except for returning Gabriel’s hand to his chest. Their breathing slowed, returning to a more normal relaxed inhalation. Gabriel was close to nodding off when he heard sounds from further down the line of sleeping bags. There was a rustling and whispering, and a barely audible moan. He felt Addison’s body shake with a silent chuckle. “We’re not the only ones.” He breathed to Gabriel. That made Gabriel smile, and he hugged Addison tight. **************** Wanker woke up with a start when he felt Footlong press up against his back, bend his hips and knees to bring them up against his own, and throw his arm over him. Okay, that was fine, a little cuddle. Footlong’s warm body felt good. They’d both stripped down to their thermals before climbing into the doubled sleeping bag, neither of them willing to endure getting twisted in their uniforms while they slept and the shelter filled with bodies wasn’t frigid, it was actually cold but comfortable enough that the sleeping bag might actually be TOO hot. He was about to fall back asleep when he recognized what had to be Footlong’s monster dick grind into his ass. He remained completely still, unsure of what to do and if Footlong was doing this in his sleep. He didn’t want to wake anyone up. Then Footlong’s arm moved down to Wanker’s hips to hook his fingers into Wanker’s waistband. It looked like Footlong didn’t care about waking up Wanker. Still, Wanker didn’t move. There was only one thing Footlong was after and Wanker was caught between wanting it to happen and knowing he should stop it. His internal struggle didn’t last long and he told himself he was a stupid fucking idiot when he pulled his own clothes down to his knees to let Footlong do whatever he wanted. Footlong was nowhere near as thick as Sergeant Horvath even if he was close to the same length. Wanker wouldn’t have a problem taking it. It was a little funny to Wanker that Footlong hadn’t even wasted time on being shy about it. It probably said a lot about how Footlong thought of him that he could just take what he wanted without worrying about how Wanker would react. What Footlong was doing might have mattered before, but ever since getting railed by Sergeant Walters, then Sergeant Horvath, then Assmunch fingerbanging his hole, then Zeus fucking him without a single emotion or word said and doing that twice…well he wasn’t sure getting an assfucking meant much of anything. It sure seemed to mean something to the guy doing the fucking though. So if that’s what Footlong wanted, fine. Footlong immediately released his one eyed snake and pushed it between Wanker’s cheeks looking for his hole. Wanker rolled his eyes. “Use some spit, bro.” He whispered. “Oh. Yeah, sorry.” Footlong whispered back. “Never done this.” Wanker quickly felt Footlong roughly wipe a wet hand across his asshole, then he grabbed his dick and led the search with his extended index finger until he located what his dick was looking for. Wanker felt Footlong barge in like an asshole was just going to take a dick as easily as it pushed a turd out. Well, it wasn’t like this was going to be the worst fuck of his life, Wanker thought, and he just relaxed through the tolerable pain of Footlong’s invasion. Better not to prolong it, let Footlong get his nut any way he needed and then they could get back to sleep. “Shit that’s tight.” Footlong gasped. “Shut the fuck up. Don’t wake everyone up. Blow your load and keep it quiet.” Wanker spat with almost no air behind the words. Fuck Footlong was a dumbshit. Footlong was making all sorts of noise, the sleeping bag was rustling with every thrust of his hips. He wasn’t keeping it to a minimum, fucking the long shaft damn near all the way out and then balls deep. Thank God there wasn’t any smacking of skin against skin. But the dumbshit was breathing too loud like a Saint Bernard, probably drooling too. Wanker decided he needed to help this along so he started gripping down on Footlong’s cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Can I cum inside you?” Footlong asked. Aw, how sweet. Dumbshit. “Yes, don’t make a fucking mess in our bag. Just fuck it into me. And shut up!” If this idiot said one more word Wanker would fill his boots with snow. Thankfully, Footlong emptied his balls silently, finally getting the message. His thrusting sped up, then paused, then started again with three slow thrusts, then he spasmed, and buried it all the way inside Wanker’s fuckhole, and Wanker could feel the lengthy shaft thicken up and throb repeatedly as it spewed hot nut gravy deep inside him. For the first time since Footlong started, Wanker had a feeling of pleasure at the moment he knew Footlong’s jizz was filling him. He pushed his ass back to milk it all. Damn, he didn’t expect the rush that brought. A guy he felt nothing for, in fact was a bit irritated with, just used his hole to dump his load and that feeling of trashiness felt so good. “Gotta take a piss.” Footlong whispered, pulling his dick out of Wanker’s leaking ass. Wanker didn’t care. Footlong quietly climbed out of the sleeping bag, threw on his boots and coat and walked around the others to the door. “Wanker.” Came a whisper two guys over. It was Shark. “What?” Wanker whispered back with frustration. “Can I get a turn?” Wanker knew he should be upset for a couple reasons. First being now four of the guys knew. Second that Shark just asked so casually like Wanker was just a whore that was supposed to take dick for anyone. But… Wanker didn’t feel mad or insulted. It was more like a feeling of ‘well why not? My ass can take a dick, you need a hole, so sure, climb on.’ So that’s what he said. “Sure. Climb on.” Shark was far more quiet than Footlong when he moved. It almost seemed like Footlong didn’t really give a shit if anyone heard and found out they were fucking. Of course he didn’t, he wasn’t the one being used like a fuckdoll. He’s not the one who’d get a reputation, that the others would look down on or look at with disgust. Shark came over and climbed inside the bag with Wanker. Footlong came back inside, saw his place had been taken and just climbed into Shark’s bag with no reaction. Shark was a little more hesitant and gentle. Something in Wanker wanted Shark’s hard cock in his ass without delay. He’d seen Shark’s dick in the showers when it was soft and it seemed to be relatively average, but there was something exciting about not knowing what kind of hard dick was going up his ass that made Wanker’s hole hungry. There shouldn’t be any need for spit at this point, Wanker could feel the slippery effect of Footlong’s heavy load greasing his crack. Shark surprised him by pushing him on his back and climbing between his legs. Face to face then. That was fine. He reached down and felt that Shark had already pulled his hard dick out of his bottoms. Wanker took a moment to feel it with a stroke or two. Yeah, definitely average, bigger than his hand but not by much. Decent thickness. He pulled Shark by the dick until it was lined up with his leaking hole. “Go for it, bro.” Wanker whispered. Shark slid easily inside him, the way lubricated by Footlong’s cum so that Shark sank to the balls in one steady and unhurried thrust. “Fuck!” That was the only word Shark said the entire time. He pumped on top of Wanker in a regular rhythm, not breathing hard. Wanker looked into Shark’s eyes, which were watching him as he shoved his cock in and out of the hole beneath him. Just a nice, regular, even stroke that kept up for several minutes. Shark blinked occasionally, but never broke eye contact. Wanker just looked at him with an amused slight grin. Now this was more like it. A nice hole scrubbing, nothing crazy, just a steady pump. It was actually very relaxing. Nothing he had to do except keep his hole exactly where it was. There wasn’t anything emotional about this. He liked that, no confusing feelings or trying to figure out what the other person wanted. He wasn’t trying to cum, or even make Shark cum. No talking. It was all very simple, easy, direct and uncomplicated. “Ay Puta, hurry up!” They heard Puta whisper. “You takin too long. Hazlo más rápido!” Well shit. Wanker knew from the sound of it that Puta expected to get some right after Shark finished. He didn’t know whether to beat the shit out of Footlong for being so loud or thank him. And Puta couldn’t be the only one awake now. Thankfully, anyone else was keeping quiet. Maybe Puta would be the last guy who needed to bust a load out. Wanker did that trick Sergeant Walters told him would move things along, he tightened down on Shark’s cock, then released, then tightened, keeping it up until Shark just stopped moving, still staring at him while his dick pulsed with multiple spurts of cum. He didn’t uselessly ask if he could, didn’t seem to care whether Wanker wanted more cum inside him. Then just as calmly as everything else he’d done, he pulled out of Wanker’s now sloppy hole and climbed out by crawling over the top of Wanker’s head letting his wet cum slimed softening dick slide across Wanker’s face. Not on purpose, just as a careless inconsiderate way to leave. The dismissive act sent an arc of excitement through Wanker. It seemed to say ‘your hole was the only thing that mattered and now that I’m done with it I don’t need to think about you anymore.’ It wasn’t mean or insulting. No one gives a second thought to the sock they shoot their load into before throwing it on the floor next to their bed. Fuck, Wanker felt turned on by that. Puta wasted no time climbing in, his thick curved brown cock already hard and free of his pants. He pulled Wanker’s shoulder and flipped him over on his stomach. Wanker cooperated. Any way Puta needed to fuck him was fine. Puta wasn’t gentle, but he didn’t need to be. “I’m gonna be fast, hermano. I know you want my leche.” He didn’t exactly say it loud, but it wasn’t a whisper either. “For fuck’s sake, shut the fuck up! We can all hear you assholes, we’re trying to get some sleep. Wanker quit being such a slut.” Demon spoke. A few of the other guys agreed. “Fuck him tomorrow.” One guy said. “You’re making it smell like a whorehouse in here.” Another said, sounded like Dimples. Then Sleeper’s voice, “Puta, finish up then everyone go to sleep. I’m sure Wanker will be glad to take care of anyone else in a few hours. We’re stuck here for a few days. You can all get a turn. Just not right now.” There were a few grumbles. “I was gonna get next. Shit.” “I shoulda jumped in after Footlong.” What surprised Wanker, Sleeper and Zeus was how no one said anything about fags, or disgust, or anything negative. True to his word, Puta pounded Wanker’s ass violently for a dozen more strokes and grunted a string of dirty Spanish into Wanker’s ear as he dumped his load to mix it with the previous two and Wanker thought the load must have been massive the way some of it forced its way out around Puta’s hard pole to run down his taint over his balls like a river of cum. So much for not making a fucking mess in his bag. Puta simply collapsed down beside him and pulled the sleeping bag back up to cover them both. “Thanks, Wanker. It was good.” He whispered, sounding sincere while his hand patted Wanker’s ass before reaching down to pull Wanker’s underwear and thermals back up. ***************** They slept for about four hours. Someone had put another section of dead limb on the fire at some point so they still had glowing coals radiating heat. Their little shelter was very well insulated by the packed snow and except for the two doors on either end of the long lean-to very little heat escaped. The heat from their breathing, their body heat, and the small fire was more than enough to keep the inside temperature hovering around 50 degrees Fahrenheit. The only problem was when someone had to go out to use the latrine, but the wind and snow was so violent now no one went out unless they absolutely had to. It was amazing how long you could deny a shit if you didn’t want to. Of course, Wanker couldn’t hold off. His ass was full of cum and he wasn’t sure if he relaxed his asshole whether he needed to shit or it was just the cum, so he bundled up and went to squat over the hole beneath the overhang. Every time the wind swirled into the makeshift latrine his balls felt like they would turn to ice cubes so he pushed and strained to get everything out as fast as possible. He grabbed some snow and dragged it over his hole and crack, throwing it in the hole. Maybe Holler had a better way of shitting outdoors and wiping your ass, he probably grew up without an indoor bathroom. Seemed like exactly something that redneck would have experience with. But for now, Wanker risked frostbite to get the job done, having to endure the pain of frozen fingers to make sure he was scrubbed clean. He had to remove his other glove to wash his hands with snow afterwards and he hurried inside to warm them over the fire pit. He stood there trying to get warm again, wishing he could pull his pants down and warm his ass and balls as well. Sleeper was over by his bag messing with the radio. Wanker gave up trying to get warm, he felt like he could climb inside the coals and it would still take hours before the icy feeling left him, and he went over to Sleeper to help. Communications was his thing, there was nothing he couldn’t do with radio, or telecom. “I got it, Sleeper. What’s our frequency?” Sleeper told him and he set the dial. The radio was working fine now that it had been kept in the warmth of the shelter. “Base, this is Bravo Platoon reporting, over.” Sleeper transmitted. There was a few seconds of silence. “Bravo Platoon, confirmed. Stand by Bravo One. Over.” Another 20 seconds passed. The entire brotherhood had gone still, and were listening. “Good to hear your voice, Bravo One, report. Over.” A different voice said. “Base, Bravo Platoon is sheltered approximately 10 km inside the Veldenstein. Condition optimal. Stand by for location. Over.” Sleeper snapped his fingers at Cellblock. “Cellblock, what’s our coordinates?” Cellblock consulted his map and read off coordinates. Sleeper repeated them over the radio. “Bravo One, Base confirms DD coordinates 49.672205, 11.523606. Standby Bravo One. Over” Another thirty seconds elapsed. “Bravo One, Bravo Rescue’s been looking for you boys. Base has authorized communication on this frequency. Standby. Over.” A few seconds passed. “Bravo Platoon, this is Bravo Rescue, we have your coordinates and will come to you.” Sleeper recognized Sergeant Walters’ voice. He hadn’t realized how tense he’d been until the sound of Sarge’s voice lifted a weight from his shoulders. “Confirm coordinates. Over.” Sleeper read off their coordinates. “Glad you’re going to join us, Sarge. We’ll have a hot meal waiting for you. What’s your ETA? Over.” “Bravo One, you will maintain proper communication protocol over this frequency. ETA to rendezvous with Bravo Platoon 1600 hours. Over.” Sarge chastised. That was just like him to be a hardass. “Understood Bravo Rescue. Confirm arrival at 1400 hours.” Sleeper tried to resist, but thought the punishment would be worth it. “We’ll let you keep your clothes on this time Bravo Rescue. Safe travels. Over.” “Bravo One, switch to frequency two eight two point eight. Over.” “Copy that Bravo Rescue. Bravo Platoon switching to frequency two eight two point eight. Base, this is Bravo Platoon Out.” “Base Out.” Wanker immediately dialed the frequency in. “Bravo Rescue, this is Bravo One. Over.” Sleeper made his voice extra perky, knowing it was going to get under Sarge’s skin. “Montelongo, I am going to piss in your boots and leave them in the sun.” Sarge growled. Sleeper waited a couple seconds for more to come. “We missed you too, Sarge. Come get your lost boys. Over.” “You all okay? Any problems? Over.” “Negative, Sarge. Alaska, Zeus, Chunk and Olympic got us all set up in a cozy resort in a forest. You’re gonna love it. We are warm and we have no injuries. Just waiting this out. Over.” “Glad to hear it. We aren’t too far from you, it’s just going to take a while to get there. Over.” Sleeper could hear the wind over the radio. Sarge and whoever was with him weren’t near as comfortable as the brotherhood was. “Look for a large rock formation, it’s the only one in this area. It’s about 100 feet long and 30 feet high, you can’t miss it. Over.” “Roger that, Private. Will get there as soon as we can. Bravo Rescue Out.” Sleeper turned to the brothers. “Sarge is on his way. And since I have your attention, let’s get this out of the way. Anyone got a problem with Wanker?” The brothers looked around at each other, trying to gauge if anyone was going to speak up. Everyone seemed a little hesitant. “Now is the time. Get it out if you have something to say.” Sleeper urged. Dumbo cleared his throat. “Wanker, are you a fag?” Zeus growled “Pick another word, Richards. And do it quick.” There was no missing the threat in Zeus’ voice. Sleeper could feel the anger coming off of the giant behind him so strong it nearly pushed him. “Gay.” Dumbo corrected, his face fearful. “I didn’t mean it in a bad way, that’s just the word I use.” “Don’t use it.” Zeus commanded. “Ever.” He hammered his point home with an angry stare at every soldier. “Sendahl, do you want to answer? You don’t have to.” “Sure, I don’t care. No, I’m not gay. I just don’t think it’s any big deal taking it up the ass. Lots of guys do it. I was just helping the guys out.” Wanker replied, and the confident casual delivery he used indicated he didn’t truly believe it was anything worth making a big deal about. “Anyone else?” Sleeper asked. Troll spoke up. “Can we ask him questions?” “Yes, but he doesn’t have to answer if he doesn’t want to. And he’s our brother, be respectful.” Zeus answered. “Do you suck dick, bro? Or just get fucked?” Troll asked without blinking. Wanker chuckled. “For you guys, yeah I’ll suck dick. No big deal.” There were a couple “hell yeah!” heard from the group, but it was hard to tell who said it. Troll smiled. “Hell yeah.” He repeated. “You’re alright, Wanker.” Maybe it was because none of them had any opportunity to have a date with a woman for six months, and hadn’t even been in the same room with one except for the few female instructors that came through for their training but the Bravos hadn’t responded anything like what Sleeper thought they would. He glanced back at Zeus. He knew what Andrew would do. “Anyone here have a problem if a brother WAS gay? Just because Wanker’s not, doesn’t mean we don’t have a gay brother among us. Is that a problem for anyone?” Sleeper asked. Again, the brothers looked at each other, some trying to see if anyone would speak up, others trying to see if they could tell who might be gay. No one said anything for a full minute before Holler spoke up. “I ain’t never been round no gay boys, Sleeper. I think I might be afeared if I was to know we got a gay boy here. I don’t mean ‘em no harm or nuthin’, and I don’t hate ‘em I just would be thinkin’ all the time that they was gonna try to do sumthin’ to me.” “Puta, no body gonna put dey dick in you.” Puta joked. “We no wanna break you little fragile body.” Everyone laughed, even Holler. “Some body try sumptin’ you send ‘em to Wanker, he take care of it. Or Zeus and he gonna strike dem down.” Everyone took a moment, and then Cellblock blurted out after having put it together faster than anyone else. “Wait. Julio… you’re … uh … you said ‘we’… Puta just shrugged. “Jess, so what? But I no get fucked. I no like da dick in my culo. It no feel good.” Well that was a big surprise to Sleeper. Almost as big a surprise as Zeus. Andrew had read it all wrong. The entire brotherhood was shocked speechless. “What?” Puta asked. “My brothers no love me no more?” That seemed to break the frozen silence and all the guys, even Holler, surrounded Puta in a group hug, with the guys closest moving aside so the others could push in and give Puta a hug or a pat, or rub his head with a smile. Sleeper turned to Zeus to see his face was wet with tears. He saw Zeus smile, but not at him. Sleeper turned to see Puta looking back at Zeus with a smile of his own that said ‘it’s alright’. Then he looked at Sleeper and winked. He guessed Puta didn’t miss much and suddenly all the sly looks and stares back in the barracks after that Saturday night made a different kind of sense. Puta broke away after the brothers got done and came over to Sleeper and Zeus. Wanker seemed to have drawn a small crowd. Sleeper didn’t have to guess what Wanker would be doing in the hours before Sarge arrived. He’d have to make sure they got the place aired out or replaced the smell of sex with something else. They might have to use some wet wood on the fire and endure a bit of a smoke out. “Gabriel, you no worry, okay? I keep your secret. But no body gonna care. If dey no care about me, is no way dey gonna hate you.” Zeus grabbed Puta and crushed him in a smothering hug. Puta put his arms around Zeus’ big body, looking like being smashed by a giant felt like a soft comfortable embrace. “But maybe if your boyfriend let me, I can kiss you? Just a kiss for you beautiful soul.” Sleeper was about to give a nod to Zeus, but Zeus just bent down without a glance and pressed his lips to Puta’s. It was nothing extreme or anything of import, just a gentle ‘thank you’. Sleeper had to smile. So Zeus didn’t have to swallow a guy whole to kiss him. And Zeus didn’t ask for permission, from anyone. Sleeper already knew that when Zeus decided something you weren’t left with a lot of choice and the incredible thing was he didn’t feel resentment at not having a choice. It ended up feeling like because Zeus decided it, that it was the right thing to do. Choice? Gods like Zeus turned ordinary mortals like him into adoring worshippers, that was the choice. It would always be the only choice. Puta sighed and moved back. “I better get in line for Wanker. But maybe we should put up a wall?” Sleeper nodded. “Yeah, let’s not make this difficult on the guys. A little privacy will keep things from getting out of hand.” And a glance over at the group said it was just in time. About ten of the guys had Wanker on his knees while they surrounded him. “Hey! Jesus bro’s! Let’s get some kind of privacy going before you get down to business. Not everyone wants to see that.” Sleeper called out. Most of the guys had the decency to look slightly ashamed. Sleeper noticed a lot of dick re-tucking going on. Damn, these horny fuckers were going to flood Wankers insides with so much cum he wouldn’t need to eat dinner tonight. They quickly had a curtained barrier thrown up made from a few sleeping bags and some paracord that created a room about six feet square that hung from the wood frame of the lean-to. It wouldn’t handle a lot of sound, but at least no one had to watch Wanker taking a train. Besides, Wanker wasn’t the loud one early this morning. That had been Footlong and Puta. **************** Wanker felt a little overwhelmed. After the sleeping bags created some privacy, the guys had been patient enough but now weren’t willing to wait in an orderly line so he could deal with them one on one. All ten piled into the room. Wanker kept his tee shirt and thermal top on, as well as his thick socks, but he was naked from the waist down. He knew at least a couple were going to want to fuck his ass. He knelt on his folded up uniform, which provided the perfect level of padding for his knees and he found that amusing. He was busy sucking Troll’s fat cock, burying his face in his pubes, then alternating sucking his hairy nuts in his mouth. The other guys were watching, stroking their hard dicks while waiting their turn. Demon was getting some strange from Footlong’s left hand but he obviously wasn’t comfortable enough to repay the courtesy leaving Footlong to stroke his own dick in his right. Suddenly Cuntwrecker moved. “I’m not waiting. I’m using the other hole.” He said. He kneeled behind Wanker, who dutifully spread his knees apart and pushed his ass out, never breaking stride on Troll’s fat hairy cock. Cuntwrecker… only a few things to say about him. First, he was fit, but his hips were just a bit too wide, giving the impression of being a female from behind. You know, guys had a certain overall shape and that didn’t include childbearing hips. Guys should have wide shoulders that v’eed down to hips that didn’t spread out too far. Maybe it was the combination of Cuntwrecker’s narrow shoulders and sturdy hips. But anyway, he was just an average looking dude, wore glasses, blonde hair and brown eyes. He had a nice face… nice. Like you couldn’t call him ugly… but you couldn’t call him handsome or cute either. He just looked nice. No woman walking alone at night would cross the street to avoid him. No one would notice him in a crowd. But Cuntwrecker, for all his plain niceness and feminine shape, had THREE girlfriends back home that sent him about six letters a week. And supposedly they all knew about the others but were still desperately vying to be first among his harem. And these chicks were fucking smoking hot too. Even Sleeper was shocked at the quality of women Cuntwrecker attracted. Cuntwrecker even said he had to break up with a fourth woman, an older woman, because he just didn’t have time to service them all. It wasn’t a matter of energy or keeping his dick hard, he just didn’t have time. And he said it wasn’t fair to them to make them beg for his attention. He claimed to be able to fuck repeatedly for long periods and they begged him to stop before he was actually tired out. Turns out he didn’t have a problem with them begging him for that. He said he kept going until he made them do it. And then he’d kiss them and head over to the next one while they fell asleep with the type of smile that could only be created by inexhaustible multiple orgasms. And he did all that with a dick that was a little over five inches long. Yeah, it was slightly thicker than average, but it also had a wicked upward curve. And the last thing about Cuntwrecker was that when he came, and he demonstrated it for the Bravos once when he served as Barracks Bitch and was ordered to prove his claim, when he came he could fill half a red solo cup with cum. The first time, and six minutes later he filled the rest of it until it over flowed. Of course, then he was dared to chug it so he clenched his jaw, took a deep breath, and poured it down his own throat. While everyone stood shocked and stunned to their very cores, Cuntwrecker fought to stop the heaves that threatened to make him puke it all back up again. He was only partially successful and it was like watching the Space Shuttle blow up all over again as his cheeks ballooned out trying to hold it in. Tears rolled from the corner of his eyes as he swallowed it a second time. Everyone stood silent in deep respect before a huge roar of celebration came from everyone’s lungs. The Bravos did not bestow the honored Title Cuntwrecker for frivolous reasons…. And it was an honored Title, not a nickname. Cuntwrecker, that poor plain man hiding in a woman’s shapely body was everything in bed that ALL of them prayed they could be. But maybe it was like Spiderman’s Uncle Ben said… with great power comes great responsibility… and none of them would use that power for good. Cuntwrecker actually cared about his three girlfriends, wanted to treat them right, was honest with them and did everything he could aside from sex to show them how much he cared. He took the time to answer every letter they sent, and it ate up a lot of his free time and study time. He called them every weekend, one after the other, asking them about how they were doing and what they did, listening to their stories. Cuntwrecker deserved that power more than any of them. He used it for good. Before Cuntwrecker could bend his curved dick down to slip it up into Wanker’s ass, Troll said “We know you like to go for a while, Cuntwrecker. So if someone wants to step in, you let ‘em. Okay?” Cuntwrecker smiled his nice plain smile and nodded. “Got it, Troll. No problem. But it’s been a long time, first one will be quick.” Cuntwrecker was actually really curious to find out if his dick did the same thing to a dude that it seemed to do to women. As a considerate lover would, he spat a wad of saliva on Wanker’s asshole before pushing in. Wanker grunted around Troll’s dick. “Almost there, buddy.” Troll said. “I’m going to shoot in your mouth. Just keep going. Just like that.” They were speaking very quietly to keep this from bothering the rest of the brothers close by. “Oh fuck… Cuntwrecker… shit… you’re hitting everything up there.” Wanker gasped, taking his mouth off of Troll but keeping up motion with his hand. “I’m gonna cum, Wanker, put it back in your mouth.” Grunted Troll. Wanker immediate dived back on his cock and in a couple strokes he felt Troll’s warm load coating his tongue. It wasn’t a large amount, so Wanker just let it go down his throat with his saliva. Cuntwrecker shifted position mid thrust to throw one leg up on Wanker’s back so he could fuck him sideways. The change in Wanker was immediate. Troll had withdrawn his dick and moved aside, but still stayed. Wanker was bucking back into him. “Fuck Cuntwrecker, if this is what you do to your girlfriends… holy shit.” Cuntwrecker chuckled. Looks like his dick worked on either sex, and he felt proud. “This isn’t even the best position, Wanker. They really go crazy doing it missionary. I’m going to have to try that out on you. But not this time. You’re busy, and I’m about to shoot my first load.” And with that he really laid into Wanker’s ass knowing his curved dick was putting pressure on both sides of Wanker’s guts. He felt his nuts start churning and his asshole began to tingle signaling the impending flood he was going to deposit up Wanker’s hole. When he felt the cum start boiling he plowed into Wanker’s ass with five powerful thrusts and almost drove Wanker to the ground. He slowed his strokes as his huge load spewed out up inside his fellow soldier’s guts and he kept stroking with lazy movements until he was completely finished. He’d worked up a little sweat, but he could wait for another couple of the guys did their thing before he worked out a second load. The only bad thing about his dick was that its curve made it difficult for a good blowjob. So pussy or ass just made everything easier. Wanker nearly lost it when he felt the spread of warmth flooding him. Why was he still surprised that the moment a guy came inside him he got that turned on feeling? Fuck it drove him crazy. He didn’t feel anything about the fuck… well except for Cuntwrecker’s dick, that did feel absolutely incredible rearranging his insides and yanking his sphincter every which way. But it didn’t make his dick hard or make his balls tighten up. But feeling the cum filling him up, THAT was what made his eyes roll back. It felt like he could shoot even though his dick wasn’t hard. It was almost worth asking if Sergeant Horvath could fuck him again. He’d definitely feel THAT fuck and the thought of Horvath’s huge load filling him gave him that tingle again. Shit, he was going to have to talk to Puta about this, maybe he’d know why getting loads up his ass got him cranked. Junior decided to mount up next, while Duck stuck his 7 inch dick in his mouth. Not accounting for second turns, he might be able to wrap this up in an hour. ******************* “You know you can go join them Zeus, if you want. I’m not going to get hurt.” Sleeper lied. This wasn’t a test. Sleeper felt he needed to let Zeus know it was okay to explore more gay stuff. He wasn’t going to get that from Sleeper. Sleeper didn’t know the first thing about gay stuff. Maybe he could talk to Puta, but Sleeper decided maybe not. It was that kiss that didn’t sit quite right with him, the way Puta just did his smooth, suave Latino thing and got a kiss from Zeus. But Sleeper knew if Zeus did go behind that curtain it would hurt. He had a sick feeling in his stomach just thinking it might happen. He was about to just tell Zeus he didn’t want him to, when Zeus answered. “Why would I do that, Sleeper? I have you. And even if I didn’t, I don’t think I would.” Zeus said in that matter of fact straight even tone of voice. When Zeus spoke it just seemed like whatever he said was how the world was in reality, and anything else you thought it was became fiction. If he said ‘No Sleeper, the sky is green.’ he’d look at the sky and suddenly he find that sure, it might LOOK blue, but it was really a blue green. In fact, there was probably more green than blue there. Well if there’s more green than blue that would make it green, right because the blue hardly counted. And the words he just said ‘I have you’ shot right into Sleeper’s heart. It was true. Zeus did have him. He wasn’t going anywhere. He’d give Zeus anything he wanted, would demand nothing from Zeus. Yeah… Zeus had him. And while a small part of him wondered how and why… the vast majority of him was simply content and happy that he was such a rotten fucking lucky prick. “Hey Zeus, suit up, let’s go check the perimeter.” He said. “Okay.” And Sleeper had a flashback moment to the night before, after he asked Zeus to share a sleeping bag and it all falling apart. That same ‘Okay’. No inflection or indication of whether the suggestion pleased him or angered him. It wasn’t what he thought it was at all. Zeus just didn’t express things. Sleeper thought maybe that was a fortunate thing. If Zeus’s straight even tone could get you to agree to just about anything, Gods help us all if Zeus unleashed actual feelings into his words. But Sleeper did wonder why Zeus held back all the time, and it couldn’t be because he realized his effect on people. Zeus was completely clueless of the level of worship he demanded. They put on their level 7’s. Sarge had paid attention and made sure Zeus had a suit that fit his size. They pulled up their balaclavas and Sleeper told Cellblock to keep an eye on things, make sure the curtain didn’t get out of hand, and to keep an ear out for the radio. Sarge would radio in with an update when he could. He told Cellblock he and Zeus were going to check the perimeter and put out a signal flare on the rock formation. Cellblock wished them luck. The last guy to go use the latrine said the snow was pretty deep, over three feet. And the wind was really tearing up, even in the protection of the rock formation. He suddenly thought of something and called to Spaghetti to see if they had anything to measure the temperature and wind speed. Spaghetti was a lazy name. He wasn’t Italian. His last name was Bergettay. Probably French or Belgian. But it sounded like Spaghetti. Nicknames seemed to follow one of three rules - some kind of personal descriptor like Troll or Shark. Something they could poke fun at you with like Assmunch and Wanker. Or something stupid and completely off the mark like Sleeper and Spaghetti so it would get under your skin. Spaghetti said they did have a weather sensor that would tell barometric pressure and temperature, but it didn’t have the piece that measured wind speed, which was a three foot rod with a top made of spokes that had cups attached, and a wire ran back to the unit to give a readout. Sleeper didn’t care about wind speed… what he cared about was wind chill, which could be calculated from temperature and wind speed. Sleeper went ahead and took the book sized unit. It had a grey screened digital readout like a digital watch or calculator only the screen was about 8 inches tall and six wide. Super fancy. Spaghetti had cycled it on and the readout was showing a temperature in the shelter of 57 degrees. Practically tropical. The brothers had done an amazing job for having to throw something together in just a few hours. Sleeper suddenly thought of the other Platoons. He would have to ask Sarge for an update when he got here. Calling into Base to get gossip was not authorized. “C’mon Zeus, let’s get this done.” “Wait sleeper, we need eye covering if we’re going out in the open. The temperature is bad enough, but we’ll be exposed to the full wind. First rule, no exposed skin.” Well shit, that blows plan number one, Sleeper thought. He planned to get away from the brothers so he could kiss Zeus. Puta’s kiss put a sour pit in his stomach. He knew Zeus liked to kiss him and he’d fought it before feeling it was too intimate. But that was all changed now. He WANTED to show Zeus he was okay with being intimate. Everything that had happened in the last 24 hours since they’d left the barracks had built up to drive Sleeper’s emotions for Zeus into new territory. The nothing argument over the sleeping bag. The way Zeus just took charge in the shelter doing what Sleeper had fucked up the previous night, zipping their bags together so that Sleeper HAD to join him. Zeus didn’t talk about it or whine, didn’t want to share his feelings, he just did the thing he wanted to do. Then, when he snuggled up to Sleeper, waiting until everyone was asleep. Then taking charge and taking what he wanted, something Sleeper himself couldn’t manage to make happen the night before even though that’s what he was going for. Then that feeling of connection when Zeus held him, both of them cumming from almost no kind of movement just the amazing feel of being together, from Zeus’s arms squeezing him, the sound of his breath through his mouth. And then falling asleep just like that so relaxed like being in Zeus’s arms was the best place in the whole world. Zeus hadn’t even moved or pulled out when they were woken up by Wanker’s gangbang, or rather Demon throwing a justified fit. And they fell asleep again just like they did before. They only slept for four hours, but it was the best night’s sleep Sleeper had ever had. Then, the brotherhood’s response to Wanker, then Puta, and Puta coming to free Zeus of concern. And of course, the kiss that Sleeper thought he was okay with but found out the more he thought about it the more he didn’t like it. Finally, Zeus’s easy dismissal of getting to participate in whatever meat fest was happening behind that curtain and the words ‘I have you’. Sleeper had never felt so out of his element while still so comfortably happy. So yeah, Zeus was going to get a kiss, as many kisses as he wanted.

So I agreed with this guy on Grindr and I asked him if he had condoms before leaving and he said yes. When I arrived at his place, he said: “do you want to smoke 🪴” and I accepted. After, we started kissing and two minutes after his dick was in my mouth. Then he said let me fuck you, and started playing with my ass. Suddenly I saw he was trying to get inside without a condom. ”Don’t forget the condom” I said and he continued “don’t worry I’ll wear it in a bit, I’m just playing”. 30 seconds after, the tip of his dick was inside of me. I asked him again for the condom. he stopped went to his closet and took a condom, lube and the poppers. “Have you ever tried these?” He said pointing to the poppers. “I haven’t” I replied. then he gave me the poppers and said “try it” while pushing his cock against my hole. When I hit the poppers I forgot about the condoms and 30 after his raw dick was all inside of me. ”Try it again” he said and I said “I will after you put the condom” he replied saying “don’t worry, I’m just playing it is just the tip”. I hit the poppers again and next he was fucking me hard with is raw dick. I was high on weed and poppers he was a muscular daddy and I was so fucking turned on watching the condom next to me and that beast raping me raw. I hit the poppers one last time and two mins after he was dropping his load inside of me. ”Oh shit I came in you, sorry, couldn’t resist, next time I’ll wear a condom I promise” He just raped me and I loved it. there was no next time, and since then I’ve been fucking raw. Now I’m addicted to guys cumming I my ass.

I was visiting a friend a few states over and I drove the 4 hours for a weekend trip. I like driving and while I've never had good luck cruising, I always had the fantasy of having sex with a trucker. I've tried multiple times, and always enjoyed jacking off at a rest stop if I was ever on the road. But I've never been in the back of a truck until this trip. I left town late, and by the time I needed to piss I was in the middle of nowhere around midnight. I pulled into a rest stop I had never been to before. In the back of my mind I'm already deciding that I need to cum. I park, and while there were some trucks the parking lot was pretty empty. I go inside, pick a stall, piss then shit down and start stroking. I'm a pretty average guy and since I was at a friends house this weekend, I really needed this as it had been a few days since I came. Enjoying myself I guess I didn't notice that someone had come in. Or I somehow didnt see him in the empty bathroom, but I heard a man cough. I'm not a shy person but it spooked me. The sound of me stroking made it obvious what I was doing and for some reason I decided I'm not gonna finish. I pulled my pants up and went to wash my hands. The other man was standing by the sinks, but I tried not to look at him out of slight embarrassment. As I was drying my hands he spoke to me, 'Sounded like some fun in there'. I looked at him. He was a pretty average looking blue collar guy. Older, graying and with a beard. Slight belly and a handsome manly face. I chuckled. 'Why You'd stop' he asked. I froze not quite sure how to proceed. I'm sure he could sense I was being timid. 'Why don't we get back in there and finish?' He winked then walked into the stall and started grabbing at his bulge. My dick went right back up and joined him. He sat on the toilet and took my dick out. He was clearly just as horny as I was and swallowed my dick like he was starving. He didn't give great head, but doing this with what I assume was a trucker, in a public place, was a big fantasy. Slowly he worked on my balls and moved to finger my hole. He then asked if I would suck him, so we switched place and he pulled out his cock. Hairy, 7ish inches, and thick I put it in my mouth and sucked on his musty cock. He moaned and ran his hands through my hair. I could hear him mumbling, 'good boy'. I could taste his salty precum and was hoping he wouldnt cum yet. He took his dick out of my mouth and asked 'You like this cock? You take cock up your hole?' I nodded while I sucked on his large nuts. 'Turn around let me see your hole'. Without hesitation, I pulled my pants down and showed him my smooth hole. He rubbed his rough hands over my ass and put his tongue in my hole. I could feel him spitting in my hole. I didnt realize neither of us had lube, but he did a good job getting me wet. He got up behind me and rubbed his hard cock against my hole and up my crack while he let out a moan. I pushed back. he guided the head into my tight hole and got in. I gasped, but he just shushed me and slowly slide the rest of the way in without stopping, even though I was pulling away. His cock was much fatter than I thought - or I just hadn't been fucked in a while. He got balls deep and just stood there deep inside my hole. "You like that cock, boy?" I moaned and pushed back harder. My hole was loosening, and I moved my hand from my cock, down to hold his big balls. He started moving his cock in and out, and getting a good slow rhythm. It felt so good letting this older guy fuck me like me. But we stopped as a guy came in to pee. We heard the door open and froze. We listened as he pissed, washed his hands and left. The whole time my daddy was grabbing my ass. As soon as he left daddy pulled out. "Come on, lets go to my truck." Following him out, we went to his truck and got inside. It was messy and small but I didn't care. We stripped down and he quickly had me on my back with my legs up. He grabbed his lube and started playing with my hole. "You want this raw dick back in that hole?" - "Yes Daddy, please fuck me!" He put some lube on my cock and started stroking me. "Yea boy, you like taking loads don't you?" I'm not a total slut but I've let my fair share of guys cum in me. I had never caught anything and got complacent in my luck. Without second thought I said, " Yea I want your load in me" He smiled and guided his bare cock into my hole. He got deep and stayed there while he played with my nipples. He said my hole felt amazing and started picking up the pace. I could feel his balls slap my ass and now that we were in a more private space I was able to moan louder. "Fuck me!" I yelled. "Yea you're gonna bred, boy. You want my seed?" I put my hand on his chest and said " Fuck yea, breed me!" By now he was beating up my hole and I was close to cumming. I knew he was too. I started stroking my cock and he looked down at me like an animal. He said "Fuck yea gonna breed that raw pussy. Gonna give you my babies. Give you my DNA". Then was when I knew what was happening. But I was already so close to cumming too I just let it happen. "Take it boy, take my fucking dirty seed". I shot my cum as he howled and I could feel his hot seed shooting into me. His cock was twitching in my hole and I could feel the familiar warm, wet feeling deep in my hole. He just held his cock in me while catching his breath, "Good Boy, you took my seed". Eventually his cock went soft and slide out. I didn't say much other than thank you as we cleaned up in silence. I wasn't sure how to feel. It was risky, and stupid. But I got to play out a fantasy. I went back to my car with his seed leaking out me. When I got home I pushed it out and used it for lube on my cock to jerk off. A month or two later I tested. And sure enough... he got his seed deep in me

Chapter 2 He said it was so much fun he was still craving more He said it was so much fun he was still craving more. I told him that the bath houses in the next town were a fun place to go if he wanted to try again. I told him to think it over and let me know. He called texted me the next morning and said he needed to talk to me. I texted back and said I would be home after 6 and able to talk. He called me right at 6, I wasn’t sure what he was so anxious to talk about. He told me that he really need to get more up his butt and would do anything to get it. I knew then that he was really hooked on the Chemsex. I asked him if he looked at the website on the paper he put in his jeans after the party. He said no that he forgot about it and put his cloths in the wash and the paper was destroyed. I texted him the information and logon details and told him to look. On that site was video clips and pics of what all he got into. It showed him getting booty bumps, slammed, fucked by the Cruel condom on the dildo and how pink it was. It also showed him sucking cock for both cum and piss, taking cocks up the ass including the two cocks with the Bio Hazzard tats on them. All the face parts were blurred out. We did have the originals incase he wanted to see his face in them. He called me back less than an hour later. He said that was hot and wanted it again. I told him in a month but if he wanted to get some action try the baths in the next town. One is clean and pretty much vanilla play. The other has a rep of being sleazy and really wild. I asked the kid if he was keeping the hair off his pubes. He said yes, smooth as a babies bottom. I told him that at either lace if he walked around naked he would get lots of action because he looked like a teenager and guys go for that. I didn’t tell him that in the sleazy one he would be considered only a piece of meat and all the guy would be ripping his ass up. There are guys there that lean toward the molesting side and he would be prime meat. He asked me about drugs. I told him at the upscale one probably not, at the sleazy one drugs are all over the place, trying to avoid them is the trick. I didn’t tell him that at the sleazy one all sorts of STIs and HIV+ unmedicated guys go there. He told me that his girl friend was going to be out of town for a couple weeks and he had a four day weekend coming up. I told him to let me know what he wanted to do.

I haven't posted for quite a while on this thread but I need to.... So yesterday I went in to my local STD clinic for my routine check up. I waited a while as they had forgotten about me. Then a guy came out to say Have you been seen yet? Nope, not yet, I replied. He took my file to a room and in less than a minute another guy came out and called my name. I went in to his little office, noticed he was sort of checking me out. He got me to go get the blood tests and to do the swabs and said he would do the questionnaire after I came back which I thought was odd and opposite. Did all that, came back and we chatted. He asked the usual questions and when I said oh I only gutted fucked BB, he asked where. I said at parties or grindr or sex clubs or living where I do I really only have to open my door, to which he replied, I hope I'll be invited in when I walk down your street..... He was so cute too, so I said so, he leaned over and started to kiss me. I kissed back and I presume when he got up he locked his door but to be honest I didn't notice. One thing led to another and all of a sudden I was on my knees sucking his pretty impressive thick dick. I thought, OK, he'll blow down my throat so I said, I hope you breed me sometime to which he replied, I'm gonna breed you now.... I was like, I'm not sure I'm "ready" for that and he told me to shut up, got me up and pulled my pants down and had me lean over his desk. He lapped up at my hole for a while and jacked himself off and I made note not to make a sound as I really wanted to moan. He tried then to fuck me but because of being nervous I was too tight and told him to get some lube. He used spit instead and still I couldn't take him so he then grabbed some lube a from his bowl of lube and condoms and he pushed in and filled me up to the hilt. He fucked a little too hard since I wasn't relaxed (and didn't have my poppers) and kept ramming onto my second hole, so I kept raising up to make it easier and he kept pushing me down so he could get further in (bad bottom I know). I could feel cold sweats on my back and my heart was racing. I kept thinking I hope the door is locked. After about 10 minutes I relaxed into his fucking a little more and he kept ramming into my second hole and finally pushed in and then he unloaded. First a little as I felt him tense up and throb. Then he fucked me for another minute and he then came hard. As he withdrew, I looked to make sure I was clean, thankfully all was ok, lol. I told him I should see him when I go back for more tests and should come more frequently to which he replied, you can always request me and it never hurts to check all the time since you like getting loaded.... I'll be back for sure, took his card.... That was a total surprise for the day and I was trying not to smile completely like a cheshire cat walking out of the clinic...... Kept those puppies in me all day too.

Following on from my last post on page 1124, i thought I'd try something different on here tonight, the time is currently 2AM and Iying on my hotel room bed with 2 loads in me I'm still in Cyprus and decided to visit paphos for a couple of days, rented a "holiday apartment" (like a studio flat bedroom, living room, bathroom) for about £30/night, the main benefit is that unlike hotels there's no reception to walk past and i have total privacy, i arrived tonight Sunday around 8pm and got myself sorted, had a quick look on grinder (it's about the only option for online hook ups out here) I updated my profile to say "younger bottom can accom in hotel, turn up, use me and go" as I like to get to the point I quickly got a few messages and started to reply, i usually prefer guys 35+ as I'm younger than that and somehow associate age with domination, i got a message from a 19yr old guy that caught my eye, unlike most teens on grinder his profile was fully written up, he sent a decent message and some face and cock pics. He said he was at a nearby bar with mates and wanted to sneak away for a bj and would i be willing to swallow his cum? I decided to take a chance as he seemed switched on and sent him my address, he asked me to be on my knees naked. I felt a little unsure as like I said for whatever reason I associate age massively with being used, maybe it's a respect your elders thing, anyway i waited on the floor naked and sure enough ten mins later he arricedy, gently knocking and pushing the unlocked door open, he came towards me and said hello, I welcomed him and he told me he can't stay long. "you better get your trousers down" i replied and he quickly laughed in agreement and removed his clothes, I've sucked a fair number of older guys but not many younger, his cock felt very hard, and the thing i noticed the most was his skin in his cock felt firm, making the shaft feel extra smooth as it passed my lips towards the opening of my throat, he stood before me rocking back and forth pushing in and out of my mouth, not really saying much but muttering under his breath how good it felt. he kept saying he was getting close but how he couldn't quite finish so i suggested that he fuck my mouth and make me swallow his load, he seemed to like this idea and held my head while he thrust in and out if my throat, very soon he let out one final moan and I felt his cum flooding my mouth, i swallowed at heart twice and his cum was still flowing out, i enjoyed the taste and sensation of swallowing him and eventually as he softened he pulled his cock out, he stood there due a few seconds but knowing what to do then said he had to dash, he pulled up his trousers and left, sending me another message a few mins later to say thanks. I got myself a drink and got straight back in grinder, that cum was tasty but I was hoping for more, I had a few more messages from guys, 2 just wanted a bj meet so I ignored them, I was in the middle of replying to a guy in his 30s when a nee message came through, it was a cock pic showing a huge 9 inch white cock and a message "you been fucked tonight yet?" I immediately replied that I hadn't although I had just swallowed a big load when the guy replies "don't reply to anyone else, i want you nice and tight" i have to say I was turned on, I do prefer guys who get to the point, he sent me a body pic, I would describe him as a bear without hair, he had a bit of a belly but big muscly arms burn covered in tattoos, i asked for a face pic and he refused, simply saying that he wasn't interested in swapping face pics as it was my ass he was visiting ,by now I my very horny, a little tipsy and been sniffing poppers so I agree to invite him over, he tells me that he's about fifteen mins away and to be ready, i message him back with a pic of my already naked body and say "yes sir" He replies a short while later saying he's outside and to go get on the bed on all fours, leave the lube where he can see it and don't make a sound, indo as commanded and hear the front door go a few mins later, the floor squeaks as he walks towards the bedroom, i can feel his presence in there as he stands to admire me. "pull your ass cheeks apart" he demands as I reach back and do it, he utters his approval and again asks me to confirm that I've but been fucked today, I say no and he tells me that's very much about to change, he steps up behind me, I've still not seen his face but I recognise the tattoo's from the pics as he reaches round to grab my soft cock hanging down, he wanks it a bit and as I start to get hard he let's go, "let's look at this ass then" he says, turning his attention to the bottle of lube beside me, i feel him squeeze some out onto my hole, it's cold and nakes me jump, he demands that i stay still and immediately shoves a finger up me, I know this guy is big because even a single finger stretched my hole as it invaded me, he chuckled to himself and asked how Good my sucking skills were, I commented that I suppose I can only demonstrate by sucking him and he said no, he's not interested in being sucked, he was just curious as he wants to share me with his mate sometime "tonight boy I just want to breed, I want to make this hole mine and i want you to know you have definitely been fucked" i nod my agreement although by now fear is setting in, "it's gonna hurt" he said "and I like it rough, if you let me start there's no changing your mind, so what's it to be? Are you going to give me this ass?" i kind of feel like even if i backed out that something wouldn't go right, I was scared now but I replied "lube and poppers and you can have me" he laughed and said Good boy, i took this as permission to reach for my bottle and took a huge sniff, the hot flush feeling running through me as I kept inhaling, i was moved off the bed so that I now had my knees on the floor and was bent over the mattress, he moved in behind me and squirted lube on his shaft, i feel him line himself up and begin to push into me, it's very quickly obvious that there's no way it's going inside me, he's much too big, he spends about 5 mins trying before i comment that maybe it's not going to happen, "shut the fuck up" he shouts and jams fingers up my ass, I've no idea how many but the pain is immense, he grinds them in and out of me stretching my hole out over and over. I gake another hit of poppers and he lines up again, this time my sphincter gives way and his head eases into my hole, he stays for a moment pushing in abd out just a tiny amount, just as I get used to the head of his cock in me he lunges forward and all 9 inches slams straight into my ass, i literally let out a yelp of pain and try to push him off me, but he's much bigger and stronger and now i understand his previous warning, he pushes my head into the mattress and proceeds to full length pound me over and over again, each time he bottoms out inside me a let out another yelp which only seems to encourage him, the pain is going slightly, in taking hit after hit of poppers and although the pain is sort of going, it's certainly not turning to pleasure, instead it quickly turns to exhaustion from having had all my muscles tensed up trying to hold myself upright throughout what it turns out had already been ten mins of being anally destroyed, he calls me names, little whore, slut, cum dump as he thrusts into my guts again and again, I feel my body start to go limp and end up just laying there, eyes closed, taking this huge bareback cock up my ass, it's not quite rape, but i Feel utterly helpless at this point. "dont worry boy, I'm nearly done with you" he says, he picks up the pace and with one final thrust i feel him cum, the head if his dick pulses inside me, I feel a huge wet warmth in my bowels, he shudders as his balls empty themselves into my willing hole, and eventually he pulls out his still hard cock. "Don't move" he says, i lay there waiting as he gets dressed, as I hear him walking away he tells he he will be in touch soon, I hear the front door close... I'm a mess if thoughts and emotions at this point, I definitely feel like i bit off more than i could chew, i imagine what could have happened with this beast, I have a quick look at the clock which reads just after 10pm, i lay in the dark and managed to fall asleep, i was woken up by noise outside, checking my phone it's just gone midnight now and despite my earlier meet i am surprised that i find myself feeling really horny, I immediately begin to wank myself when I decide to get on grinder one last time, the app is much quieter now but there's a guy online that i had exchanged messages with earlier, he's 2km away and was about 40, decent sized cock although nothing like the beast from earlier, I'm but even sure why I'm messaging him but i ask if he's still looking and he immediately replies, i tell him I've just been fucked bare and he asks if the guy filled me up, i tell him yes and he asks if i fancy a quickie now, my ass really hurts but I find myself saying yes and sending him my address, sure enough 15 mins later I find myself sniffing poppers while another bare cock slides into my ass, this one doesn't take much pushing and in fact he commented on his loose i felt and how it turned him on to know why, he lay me on my back and wanked my cock as he fucked me, within seconds i shot my cum all over myself and shortly after he fired his load inside me, less than 5 mins later he was gone, so now I'm here, 2 loads of cum inside me, my own cum dried onto my chest, writing this post 100% true... Interested in feedback on these posts of mine, happy to take comments and PMs about whether I should continue posting, I'm in Cyprus for another few weeks at least so any guys visiting definitely feel free to get in touch

---- **Story Catch-up** At this point in our story… Loads in Nico: 5 Studs who've used Nico: Omar (boyfriend) x2, Omar's stepbrother Luciano ("Lucho"), Anon Bear, Anon Troll Grandpa ---- CH5 - "Freshly Gang-Raped Teen Now Ready for Sharing" "It's time to put some poz cock in this whore, boys," the towering, muscular demi-god of a man -- the apparent ringleader of this group of anonymous studs -- invited. The troll and the bear having already made their cummy contributions to Nico's DNA-filled pussy caressed each other's slackened dicks which were still wet with cum juice fresh from Nico's insides. Nico felt overtaken by fear when he heard the demi-god say, "poz cock." Nico began wishing for Omar to burst into the apartment and rescue Nico. A new stranger stepped forward from the corner of the room and approached Nico's muscled ass. He was a pale, bespectacled man of the most average averageness. "I don't want HIV, Sir," Nico pled uselessly, knowing full well that this group of twisted, anonymous rapists would likely find pleasure in his protest. The demi-god laughed and lowered his face right in front of Nico and stared into Nico's blindfold as though peering right through it. Just inches from Nico's mouth, the demi-god whispered sternly, "Who the fuck do you think cares what you want, whore?" The demi-god slapped the side of Nico's face with a crisp thwack. Nico gasped like a useless faggot. "Poz him," the demi-god instructed the others as he stood upright. The average man who had stepped forward from the corner grasped his engorged 6" cock and slid it immediately into Nico's open, cum-filled pussy without a word. Nico's face pressed into the mattress as the newest stranger to enter him pressed against Nico's plump ass cheeks. "God, so fucking wet in there," he muttered as the five-load cum mixture inside Nico basted the man's raw cock. "He's neg?," the man asked as he slowly removed his cock fully out of Nico's hole and took in the strong fragrance of cum that wafted up from Nico's exposed fuck hole and the stranger's now cum-glazed cock. The stranger slid his dick back in easily, facing no resistance from Nico's outer sphincter and gliding against the cum-slick walls of the teen jock's used fuckchute. Nico felt the pleasing sting of yet another raw cock entering his hole after having already been thoroughly used by four men before the stranger that was now inside him. "Neg and still in high school," the demi-god replied. The average man's cock swelled inside Nico's used hole. "Oh fuck, I'm going to poz him good then," the man muttered breathily as his fucking picked up pace and as his toxic precum began dribbling indistinguishably into the pool of cum inside Nico's rectum. Nico simply listened in silence, gripped with fear at how far out of control this night had gotten for him, unable to formulate a strategy other than just to lie there and let these strangers finish raping him. The average man began fucking Nico harder and harder. Nico tried to detach himself from his fear and instead focused on the feeling in his hole. Nico let out a heaving sigh. "Poz the fucking whore," a voice said. This pushed the average man over the edge. He felt a surging orgasm coming on, and his raw cock began gushing deep into Nico's guts. "That's right, knock that pussy up," said one of the others. Just as the average man began sliding his cock out of Nico's cum-frothed hole, the fourth stranger stepped forward, almost pushing the average top aside and clearing the way for him to plant his cock deep in Nico. "That's right. Looks like you need more toxic cock in you, faggot." The fourth stranger gripped his thick 8" cock in the darkness and immediately plunged it raw into Nico without warning. Nico moaned in a way that sounded as much like pleasure as pain as the stranger's eight-incher pressed hard against Nico's second hole. "Oh fuck," Nico let out faggily, now beginning to realize that as much as his hole had already been feeling used and raw, that there were yet still more dimensions to the feeling as each new raw dick pummeled his insides further. His cummy pussy was passing the point of feeling simply used to feeling completely fucked out. It was a discomfort that Nico found so satisfying that he began panting and moaning with more vigor and frequency. Rapist #4 continued slamming his eight-incher into the well-fucked jock's hole, striking up a symphony of viscously cum-gloppy sperm churning. A large puddle of cum began to form on the blanket underneath Nico's ass opening. "Give the faggot your strain," one of the other strangers encouraged. Nico's mind ricocheted between the fear of being raped full of the virus that causes AIDS and the wondrous feeling of pain-pleasure in his now trashed pussy as yet another rapist pleasured himself raw inside the young jock. "I'm gonna pump your ass so full of AIDS juice, boy, you're gonna taste it in your mouth," rapist #4 said as he pulled the young jock's pelvis back onto his raw dick in rhythmic synchrony with each forward thrust of his cock. This pulling and releasing motion had the effect of magnifying the force of each dick-slamming against Nico's second hole. Nico's moaning became progressively louder. Rapist #4 could sense a degree of cooperation with the rhythm of his fucking. Rapist #4 continued slamming his fat cock into Nico's loose, cumsloppy jock hole until finally -- finally -- he felt Nico's second hole give way. Suddenly the rapist's thick dickhead pressed with force through Nico's second opening. "Ow, ow, ow, ah, ah, fuuuuuuuuuuck," Nico cried out. "He's just pain signaling," the demi-god said matter-of-factly. "Don't let it stop you," he offered to the rapist whose raw poz dick was deep inside the guts of the suffering, cum-filled 18 year-old. "Oh, I know," Rapist #4 replied, holding his dick in place. "I just pierced it's second hole, and that's exactly where I want my strain to enter." Without intending to do so, Nico's second hole began to loosen around the poz cock inside him, setting off a wave of pleasure in his rapist that would soon culminate in orgasm. "You deserve AIDS, faggot." Rapist #4's torso shuddered as his cock released a gushing, toxic load deep into Nico's intestines. Nico moaned but said nothing as his mind was consumed with the thought that he had just taken multiple raw, viral loads from his rapists. He felt unmoored, not sure what to think or what he was feeling -- except that he felt full. The pressure of his fourth rapist's raw cock inside his abdomen was as unbearable as it was immensely satisfying. Nico thought about how this was his seventh load of the evening, and almost without realizing it, he reached one hand back behind himself to feel with his fingers the raw dick pressed into his tender insides. "Well, look at this whore!" Rapist #4 said, surprised by the feeling of Nico's fingers caressing the base of his raw dick where it met the edge of Nico's cummy hole. "I told you all this slut would be asking for more after I was done with it," Rapist #4 boasted as he started teasing Nico's second opening by pulling back ever so slightly only to push back in a subtle back-and-forth that helped lube Nico's second opening while also pushing his fat poz load deeper inside. "You ever dream about getting raw fucked like a whore by a bunch of AIDS dicks, faggot?", Rapist #4 whispered in Nico's ear. Nico felt the rush of butterflies in his stomach hearing the rapist that was still inside him talking about AIDS dick. Nay, AIDS *dicks*. Nico felt his nipples contract and his cock swell. It sounded disgusting and terrible -- and yet that is exactly what excited him. The level of whoredom that it implied was blowing the young jock slut's mind. To actually seek out AIDS dick. To let poz tops cum inside me. What kind of total cumwhore do you have to be to start craving random strangers' diseased cocks while you have an HIV+ rapist's raw dick still inside you?, Nico thought. It was exactly the kind of whore Nico wanted to be -- perhaps already was. He felt shaky with excitement and nervousness. Rapist #4 pulled out, leaving Nico feeling empty. Vacated. Used up and in need of more raw dick. Not one of the tops in that darkened room ever saw the erection that Nico now had, and yet every single one of them, without ever saying so to the others, knew with uncanny precision and a collectively shared certainty that the young fuckhole's limp cock had finally awoken -- a fact which they all regarded with equal disinterest. The demi-god pulled out his phone and texted Omar to come collect the slut. Nico remained on the bed, having anticipated, even somewhat hoped for, the demi-god to dick him, but instead he listened to the cabal of anonymous rapists quietly exiting one by one. It wasn't until he heard Omar's voice calling him from the entryway that Nico fully understood that he had been left alone in the apartment, which he had assumed all along belonged to at least one of his sexual abusers that night. Nico felt Omar remove the blindfold. "Hey, baby," Omar said tenderly through the darkness. "Babe, they raped me." Nico began to cry before he could finish the sentence. Omar gently shushed him as the two embraced. "I need to get to the doctor," Nico continued, unable to fully control the tremble in his voice. "I know, baby," Omar replied, holding Nico all the more tightly. Omar kissed Nico lightly on the cheek, and releasing their embrace, helped Nico off the cum-soaked bed, where the puddle of cum that had collected under Nico's hole was now cold. Nico went to remove the leather collar and leash still around his neck, but Omar gently placed his hand over Nico's and said, "No, babe, leave that on." Nico paused, confused. "Your dad wants it on you when I bring you over." "Bring me over when?", Nico asked incredulously, wondering why Omar might be playing around with such a joke at such a time. "He said as soon as you were done here." And with those words, Omar reached his hand around to feel Nico's cummy, used hole as he laid another kiss upon Nico's surprised face. ---

Chapter 3 He told me that his girl friend was going to be out of town for a couple weeks and he had a four day weekend coming up. I told him to let me know what he wanted to do. He called me back and said his craving was getting the better of him but he thought he could handle the sleazy one. He figured he could say no and stay out of the bad areas. I told him it wouldn’t be that easy but he said he wanted some of what he got a couple weeks ago. I told him to come to my place on Friday when he was on his way. Also to clean out real good and shave he pubes again. I called my one friend and told him about the kids craving and the plan. He said he would drop off something for him. Friday my friend stopped in the afternoon and gave me 2 syringes. One had his special mix in it but looked bigger and the other one had a normal load of Meth. I asked him about what was in there and he said that the first one had the stuff to keep the kids cock had as nails and the other one had a huge load of meth in it. The Kid texted me and said he would be at my place about seven. Knowing this kid I knew ne would be knocking on my door at 7pm. There was a knock at my door and thought to myself it must be 7PM, sure enough it was and it was the Kid at the door. After he came in I asked him if the GF was gone and he said yes. He also added that they had a fuckathone last night and that he almost got the head of his cock up her ass. He did say he shot a huge load in her cunt and one down her throat. He said that since the party it seems that she has been instable. I asked him if he was ready and he said “ Yes, I really need this “. I said OK, I told him to drop his pants that I wanted to see his cock and ass. His cock seemed to have grown but it was hard as a rock. I got down and sucked if for a few minutes. When I felt he was really getting into this I stopped. I just wanted to make sure he was hot and ready. I turned him around and saw the faded words and marks on his ass. I tool some cleaner I have used and wiped it on his ass. With a little work I was able to get all the load marks off. I grabbed my marker and redid the POZ and NEG marks on his ass. Above it I put ‘ FUCK THIS TEENAGER UP ‘. The in smaller print I put ‘ First trip to a bath ‘. I figured when they saw his young frame and hairless Kid they would see this after he passed and it would be Game On. I gave the kid 3 bottles of water and the 2 syringes. I opened one and gave it to him and said to take a drink. I took it back and put the cap on it. He didn’t notice that it was opened already. I spiked it with some G. I wanted this kid to be so fucking horny he wouldn’t back out. I told him that he needed to keep hydrated and to drink about half on the way over and the rest of the bottle when he was parked. I told him to put the other 2 bottles in his bag for later. If they looked in his bag they would see sealed bottles and not think of it. I also gave him the enema bottle that he filled at the party. I told him that it was up to him but if he had to piss to put it in there, go to hi room and shoot it in his ass. There was a cap full of liquid in it, not much but it was some strong tina. I told him to put the 2 syringes in his socks so they would not be discovered incase they were looking for stuff. I also told him that once in the room, close the door, get naked go ass up on the bed and shoot the contents of the bigger one up his ass. I told him to stay like that for at least 15 minutes and then open the door with his ass up pointing at the door. I told him to hide the syringes under his mattress. He had some lube and poppers with him already. I bent him over and put some lube p his ass and then slowly pushed my cock in him. He was huming saying that the lube was nice and getting his ass warm but my ok felt great. He pushed back but I would not let him have any more than half, I wanted him ready for the night of debauchery that about to fall on him.

------- Chapter 3.1 - Catching Up With The Tour (Guide) ------- Ric had started to send the message several times but stopped each time and wondered if it had been too long. But then an image of him fucking Taylor or the blowjob in the bathroom would flash through his mind and he'd reach for his phone again. He wasn't even sure the number was valid anymore, so he first sent "Is this Taylor's #?" and when he got a reply of "yes" a few minutes later, he pasted in the rest of the message he'd saved. "Hi. I'm not sure you remember me but I'm Ric. We met last spring when I was here for a tour. I started classes and was wondering if we could meet again some time." He looked at the message and checked it for typos and then hit send. A minute later his phone ding'd and he read Taylor's message. "hard to forget a guy like u" was the first message and it was followed by a couple more. "was wild time w/u & ur dad" and then "love to meet again. u in dorm?" Ric's heart raced and while he wanted to fuck Taylor again, he also wanted to grow his friends list. Or fuck buddy list. "Yeah, dorms. Let me know when you have some time to meet. we can talk or whatever" was his reply. "Sunday afternoon? talk good whatever better lol" Taylor sent back. Ric chuckled and typed out "sounds good. 2 ok?" "yes. ur place or mine?" Taylor asked. "roommate prob here then, is urs ok?" Ric replied. "sure" Taylor sent and a minute later Ric got an address. He spent the next few days either studying or checking out cruising apps to see who was around. When he had finished he remembered that one of the replies when he gave out his new work number was from Rawson who had said something about a new project. After several messages and a few phone calls with both Rawson and his manager Ari, he had a date for another video shoot the following Friday. Finally after nearly two months his calendar was starting to fill with more interesting things than test dates. Ric had just ended his call with Ari confirming the time and location for his porn shoot when his roommate Eddy came back from campus. He was propped against the wall in his usual dorm wear - a jockstrap and running shorts. On cooler days he'd add a tank and wear basketball shorts. The warmer temperatures suited him much better than what he was used to back home. Even when the natives were complaining about it being cold he was more than comfortable. "Ric, I have to tell you, I don't understand why the other guys didn't like you as a roommate. You're clean, you don't keep me locked out all the time and you don't blast music while I'm trying to study. You're the best roommate I've had my entire college life" Eddy said a few minutes later. "Thanks. You've been great too. The best of all three I've had" Ric replied, chuckling. He expected there to be a followup and there was. "Uh... would you mind if I had the room to myself on Sunday?" Eddy asked. "You don't need to butter me up to ask, Eddy. It's part of sharing a room. What times do you need me to be gone? It might be kind of hard if I have to find a place to sleep, but otherwise I'm flexible" Ric replied. "I know, but I've been meaning to say something and never get the chance. Like noon to eight?" Eddy asked nervously. "That works. I'm supposed to meet a friend at 2 and I can find stuff to do before and until eight or nine. Put something on the doorknob until you're done so I know it's ok to come back. My first roommate had a bandanna and was sure I knew not to bother him if it was on the door" Ric explained and gave another chuckle. "Thanks, I really appreciate it" Eddy replied. Ric could see that Eddy was waiting for Ric to ask why, but Ric really didn't care. If Eddy wanted to divulge his plans he would. He was just happy that Eddy was going to do something other than study and sleep. On Sunday, he walked out of the dorm at 11:30 am with a small backpack that had a few things in it for his meeting with Taylor. His first destination was the bath house that Hector had told him about. He wasn't going to go in, but he just wanted to know where it was. He was surprised that even on a Sunday morning there were people hanging around the place. One guy even whistled at him and yelled "Come on over... Don't be shy" but Ric just shook his head and kept walking. He walked around and eventually made it to Taylor's place right on time. "Hey stud, welcome" Taylor said. Ric was a little surprised at Taylor's new look. The scruff was now longer and seemed a permanent addition rather than just weekend laziness. There was a stud on the side of his nose and a dark plug in each ear. His hair had grown out on top but was still cut close on the sides. The clothes were similar to what he wore to the hotel the last time Ric saw him, but instead of a white lycra tee, Taylor wore a tight, bright blue tank. "Thanks. You're looking a lot hotter than the last time I saw you. You really shed the conservative look. I like it" Ric replied as he walked into the apartment. They sat down on the couch and talked, getting to know each other a little more. Ric could tell that Taylor was horny, maybe even as horny as he was. He made the first move getting closer and soon was on top of Taylor, kissing him. Their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. Ric's shirt was the first thing to get tossed on the floor, followed by Taylor's tank. Their shorts came off next and both were wearing similar red trunks. "You look hotter than last time too" Taylor said as he gnawed on the bulge a minute before pulling them down. Ric slid down on to the rug on the floor and let Taylor suck and lick his cock. It was hard as usual and he liked how Taylor would alternate between sucking and then exploring his cock and balls with this tongue. He watched Taylor's ass bounce up and down as Taylor worked on his cock, but he wanted both of them to be completely naked. He slid around with Taylor following along. Soon they both were on their sides in a sixty nine with Ric being the one to gnaw on Taylor's bulge. Taylor never skipped a beat, continuing to suck, slobber and moan while Ric enjoyed the growing bulge. While both were energetically pleasuring each other, there was no urgency to get to the next step. They had hours to play and while they both wanted to fuck, they were going to have fun getting there. Ric tugged and had Taylor's trunks sliding across the floor while his mouth engulfed the newly freed cock. Ric tried to remember Taylor's profile that he found back in the Spring before the three way with his dad, but couldn't remember whether it said bottom or versatile. Taylor seemed to be enjoying Ric's attention to his cock, but that didn't mean anything. He'd met bottoms that hated their dick's being touched and others that loved it. Ric hoped that he'd get to feel it plow into his hole at least a little bit today. He let Taylor's cock pop out of his mouth and worked down a little farther to give some attention to his hairless balls. Ric lapped his tongue over each orb before he sucked one in and gave it a good tongue bath. He leaned his head back, stretching the ball in it's sack before it popped free of his lips. He gave the other one the same attention and felt Taylor moan around his cock. Ric pushed Taylor's legs wider and licked along the taint, feeling the soft, wet balls drag over his face. He moved a little farther and felt his cock slip out of Taylor's mouth. He rolled on to his back, pulling Taylor with him before burying his face in Taylor's ass. His tongue explored for a few minutes and then suddenly he felt his own legs get pulled back. Next, he felt Taylor's scruffy face between his ass cheeks and then a tongue attack his hole. The position was awkward and they started alternating, giving one a break while the other feasted on ass and then swapping. After four or five turns, Ric spun around and grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs back. Taylor looked shocked for a moment but wasn't going to give up the opportunity. He slid between Ric's legs, aiming his still hard cock to the wet hole. A long, deep moan came out of Taylor's mouth as his cock slowly descended into Ric's hungry hole. "Damn... I never expected this" Taylor said, grinning down at Ric. His hips started to rock and within a few minutes he was plowing Ric's hole. "You're more versatile than I thought" Ric said while he flexed his hole around Taylor's cock. He saw Taylor gasp a few times and his thrusts slowed down. Ric clamped down a couple times with his ass and got a couple quick "Oh fuck" comments from Taylor. Taylor pulled out and muttered "Bastard" before plowing back in and drilling Ric's hole. Less than a minute later, he shoved in deep and Ric felt the spurts shower his guts with cum. Ric milked the throbbing cock, coaxing as much cum from Taylor's balls as he could. Ric wondered if Taylor was shooting blanks or charged seed into him, but as quickly as the thought entered his mind it was gone as he enjoyed being filled with cum again. Taylor was breathing heavy while he slowly pulled his cock free of Ric's cum filled hole. He collapsed on Ric's chest and kissed him deeply. Ric let go of his legs and wrapped both his arms and legs around Taylor's body. They laid there for a few moments before Taylor said "You're more versatile than I thought too. I thought you were just a top stud." "Not at all. My favorite is to flip back and forth, but most guys just want me to fuck them" Ric said, rolling over on top of Taylor. His legs pushed Taylor's apart and his cock nestled against Taylor's hole. He stared back at Taylor, who had a growing smile on his face. "You want it, don't you?" Ric asked. "Mmmhmm" Taylor replied. A second later, Ric was sliding into Taylor's spit slick hole. While Taylor groaned, the smile never left his face. Once a third of his shaft was inside, Ric started to rock his hips. Slowly he got deeper and deeper with a slow, even pace. While he occasionally drilled in faster or pulled out and drove back in, Ric kept the fuck much softer than he did the last time with Taylor. After almost thirty minutes of playfully fucking Taylor, he started to feel the cum rise from his balls. He quickly built up speed and then stopped when his cock began to pulse. Ropes of cum pumped into Taylor's chute while both guys moaned. They grinned at each other once the shots had ended. Ric leaned down and kissed Taylor before rolling off next to him. Laying on his back with Taylor on his side next to him, Ric leaned over and kissed Taylor again. "That was a lot more fun than last time. I prefer one on one to three ways. There's only a few guys I know of where I really enjoy them. I guess I'm just greedy" Ric said. Taylor laughed and said "I liked doing you and your dad. It kind of ticked another bucket list item off, but yeah, you alone was ten times better." Ric breathed deep and wasn't sure he should bring it up but decided to go for it. "So, I guess you didn't have any doubts about fucking with a poz guy again. Did you get tested after the last time?" Ric asked. Taylor laughed again. "I completely forgot about that. Uh... no. I haven't gotten tested. I've been meaning to but since I never got sick I figured it was a waste of time" Taylor said giving Ric another kiss. Taylor traced his long index finger around Ric's chest before playing with his pierced nipples again. Ric replied "Not everyone gets sick. It's better to know... it might change who you choose to fuck raw." Ric moaned as Taylor flicked his fingers over each nipple. "Now... when does your roommate come back?" Ric asked. His cock was now rigid again from Taylor playing with his nips. "Six or so. It doesn't matter, we've walked in on each other fucking so many times now we expect it when we get home, especially on weekends" Taylor said as he climbed over Ric and straddled him. He raised up and lined Ric's stiff cock up and sunk back down, his stretched hole easily wrapping around the thick shaft this time. Both Ric and Taylor moaned loudly as Taylor bottomed out with his ass resting on Ric's hips. Slowly he rose back up and then dropped back down, their skin slapping together. "Damn, I can't believe how good this feels. It's so different than last time" Taylor said as he rose back up and began to slowly fuck himself on Ric's cock. Ric groaned and then said "Yeah, I fuck based on my mood. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. Even my dad said I was too hard with you after you left last Spring" while Taylor kept riding his cock. Ric reached out and stroked Taylor's dick, watching it drool precum over the trail on his abs. They stared at each other, grinning like crazy, as Taylor fucked himself and Ric gave the occasional upward thrust. Taylor eventually leaned forward with his hands on each side of Ric's head and Ric took over, plowing with long strokes into Taylor's cum soaked cunt. "Fuck, yeah. Take that cock Tay" Ric heard as the door clicked shut. He couldn't see who came in, but assumed it was Taylor's roommate. "Shit, how many loads you take? I can see cum drippin off your balls" was the next comment. The guy moved a little and now Ric could see him. He looked like the original, more clean cut version of Taylor but with almost bleached blond hair and clean shaven. His shorts were around his ankles and he was stroking himself as he watched Ric fuck his roommate. Unlike many guys that close their eyes as they masturbate, the roommate was closely watching Ric's cock drill Taylor's hole as his hand tugged on his cock. Ric was getting close but when Taylor twisted his left nip he felt his cock swell. The second twist got his balls tight against his shaft and the third twist took him over the edge. Ric let out a loud growl as pulses of cum shot through his cock, deep into Taylor's gut. He felt a rope of jizz shoot over his leg and a few more between his and Taylor's chests. "Fuck! That was so hot. I could see your cock pump each shot into him" the roommate said as he gasped. Ric looked over and saw the roommate scrape cum off the end of his cock and then lick it off his finger. He then stuffed his cock back into his underwear and pulled his shorts up before collapsing in a nearby chair. Ric looked back at Taylor, whose chest was heaving and he had a huge smile was on his face. Both stood there a minute before Taylor leaned back and slowly pulled off of Ric's cock. "Holy shit! How long is that thing" the roommate asked, apparently still fixated on Taylor's ass and Ric's cock. "Biggest I've ever taken" Taylor said after the head pulled free of his outer ring. Taylor rolled over on the other side of Ric and stared back at his roommate. "Ric, this voyeur is Peter, my roommate. He really likes live porn, I guess." Ric chuckled as he scooped some of Taylor's cum off his chest and licked his finger clean. The three laid there, chatting a bit until Peter got up and went to the bathroom, coming back with a few towels. He gave Ric and Taylor each one and used the third to mop up his cum from the floor. "You're not going to lick it up?" Ric joked. "Not in front of guests" Peter replied, grinning. Taylor rolled away from Ric, on to his back and looked up. "So, which one do you prefer, Peter? Me or Ric?" Taylor asked. "Uh... Usually I take the bigger one... but... I think that tattoo means he's poz... So it would have to be yours" Peter replied. "I could be on meds and undetectable. That's safer than most fucks. You can't tell that from the tattoo" Ric said before he leaned over and kissed Taylor again. With no response from Peter, Ric and Taylor finished up wiping themselves off. Peter brought out three bottles of beer and the trio sat around talking and drinking for a while, HIV status never coming up again. "I should get back to my place. It's getting late. Thanks for the fun time. I hope we can get together again. It doesn't just have to be for sex" Ric said, chuckling. "Yeah, definitely. But I like the sex part too... You got my number" Taylor said. "Nice to meet you Peter. Take care guys" Ric said as he walked out the door and headed back to his dorm room. It was almost 10pm when he got there and he checked to make sure there was nothing on the door indicating Eddy was still busy inside. He found Eddy asleep on his bed, wearing only his underwear instead of his usual cartoon print lounge pants and a faint smell of cum. "Hope he had fun" Ric thought as he stripped down and tossed on his sleeping shorts, grabbed his towel and shower stuff and went to the showers. He was tempted to just let the cum smell stay on his body until morning, but he didn't want to stink up the room. Any cum smell would have to be from Eddy.

I share @WelshBBCigarFuck 's view that it's not just looks that make me horny. But, first, to answer the OP's question directly: Yes, my taste in men is enormously more expansive than when I first started dating boys in high school. I used to believe that I was only attracted to men who were gym-fit and pretty faced. Now, though, my attraction is to any man who tells me he wants to cum in me. I know it's a bit of a cliché among us barebackers, but watching "Dawson's 20 Load Weekend" and seeing the way he respected every single one of the tops who were using him and looked right into their eyes (when he was in the position to, lol) and let them watch how their use of him activated his sexual pleasure -- that was what changed my relationship to desiring men forever. It made me realize how much I was turned on by raw dicks, by thick loads, and by being a total slut to all men regardless of their looks, body shape, etc. Now when I'm getting hit up by someone whose face or body doesn't immediately make my heart skip a beat, I focus on the way they talk to me, the things they say that they want to do with my holes, the ways they connect with me and/or treat me like a flesh sleeve for their selfish pleasure. At the end of the day, if you can make me feel like a whore -- that's what I'm attracted to. Being treated like a fuck sleeve for semen. A stud who is not strong in the looks department but who knows how to make a whore realize their true purpose is always going to get me off 100x more than a pretty-faced, muscled adonis who can't tell me what they want or make me give them when they want (but, just to be clear, I still readily accept their loads, too, because #whore -- even if begrudgingly).

My interests have broadened as I got older. Anything I found attractive when younger, I still find attractive but I also see pluses in a wide number of other things as well.

I love guys getting bigger and softer. I love watching them give into the desire and just letting go, letting their bellies expand, eating more, smoking weed and getting the munchies, and then rubbing their full bellies and expanding moobs. You'll look hot as hell with some more weight, and you should enjoy the process.

------- Chapter 2.4 - Hoping For One And Hitting The Jackpot ------- The guys were lounging in the hot tub, enjoying the warm, bubbly water. Joe dug into the cooler and passed new beers around. "This is the last round or someone, cough cough Ric, has to go upstairs and get more beer" Joe said. Ric and Kyle both laughed. "My rates for being a pool boy are pretty high. I don't know if you can afford me" Ric said, winking at Joe. "We're dual income, no kids. We can cover it. But... uh... what if we hire you as an extra in a porn flick, is that cheaper? The pool boy always works hard and gets nailed in those vids" Joe joked. All three were chuckling when a guy came up and asked "Room for one more?" The guys looked him over, seeing a tall strawberry blond guy with broad shoulders, military haircut, dense scruff on his face, trimmed chest hair, rainbow trunks with a very full pouch and hairy legs. Joe guessed he was about five years older than him. The smile on the guy's face was big as he waited for a reply. After a long pause while they checked him out, Joe said "Of course. But we're out of beer, so we're not going to be very good hosts." "I'll just enjoy he scenery, then" the guy replied. A moment after he sat into the spa he introduced himself - "By the way, I'm Bradley. I just moved in a couple weeks ago." "Hi Bradley, I'm Kyle, that's my partner Joe and our friend Ric. We just moved in too" Kyle said, pointing out each guy as he talked. "Oh... Partner. I guess you guys are off limits, then" Bradley said, looking disappointed. Joe smiled. "Partners, yes. Monogamous, no. We play together or apart. Just ask Ric" he said. The smile came back to Bradley's face right away. "So I take it all of you guys are gay?" he asked. The three all nodded. Joe then replied "Oh yeah. I think there is one token straight guy in the complex, but I'm not sure. If I open up a cruising app around here it looks like I'm up in the city during Folsom." "I'm guessing from the trunks that you're queer too?" Kyle asked. "Gay and proud. Out since I was 14" Bradley replied. Joe got out of the water and said "I'm gonna go recycle. Be right back" and wandered back to the main building. Bradley turned to Ric and asked "You and the guy pissing like ink and metal. Is there a good tattoo place around here?" Ric smiled and laughed. "Well, we all have some ink and it's all been done by the same guy. He just happens to be a thousand miles from here. We're all recent transplants" Ric explained. Kyle stood up in the hot tub and climbed up on the edge, so his biohazard tattoo was now visible. Bradley looked over and nodded as Ric did the same. "Matching tattoos? But I thought your partner was the other guy?" Bradley asked. "It's a club tattoo and mine is smaller than his" Ric explained. Kyle laughed and said "His tattoo is smaller, but his dick sure isn't." "Must be an interesting club. Most gay guys that have a biohazard tat are poz" Bradley said, glancing back and forth between Kyle and Ric. Joe walked up and as he was getting into the tub Bradley asked "Are you in the same club these guys are? You have a different tat than they do." Joe laughed. "Yeah, my club tat is on my leg, the scorpion was a gift" he said, chuckling as he turned around to show Bradley his calf. "Damn. I'm feeling left out" Bradley said, chuckling. "It's easy to get you into the club, it's just that out here you don't get a free tattoo" Kyle explained. "Oh? How's that?" Bradley asked, innocently. "As you said, gay guys that have a biohazard tat are usually poz. Some are undetectable, but we're not. We just have to share our bug with you and you'll be in the club in no time" Kyle said, grinning. "Fuck... You serious?" Bradley asked. "Only if you are" Joe replied. "Why would I want to do something as crazy as that?" Bradley asked. "Do you fuck raw?" Ric asked and got "Usually" from Bradley. "You on prep?" asked Kyle and Bradley shook his head "no." Ric rubbed the growing bulge in his trunks and asked "Top or bottom?" "Bottom" Bradley mumbled, barely audible over the pool jets. Joe smiled and said "Its just a matter of time, then. Hell, you might already be poz and not even know it." "Do I look sick to you? I'm in perfect shape. Besides, I'm careful" Bradley replied. "Yeah, you are in great shape. I think you'd look hot as hell bent over with three sexy poz guys taking turns on that hot ass of yours. We don't look sick, do we?" Joe asked. Before Bradley could answer, Kyle said "Careful? How? By hitting on guys in a hot tub that all advertise their status? Ya know, there's lots of guys out there that don't even know they're poz and they keep on fuckin around, passin their bug along to unsuspecting bottoms like you." Ric moved closer to Bradley, rubbing his fingers over the furry chest and his hard nips. His hand dropped into the water and squeezed the large bulge in Bradley's trunks. He leaned in and said "There's no guarantees. Some guys get it with one fuck, some need lots more. The risk, though, makes for some really hot sex." Joe moved in next and was standing on the other side of Bradley, his hand softly stroking Bradley's back. "When you came over to the hot tub you were hoping to get fucked by all three of us, weren't you?" Joe asked. "Uh... I was hoping for maybe one... I never expect more than that" Bradley replied. "A hot stud like you? I'd think you'd have no problem finding dick" Kyle said, now standing in front of Bradley. "Too many fuckin' bottoms around. I figured my chances of finding a top were better with three of you" Bradley said, almost forgetting about the HIV issue until he looked up and saw Kyle standing there with the tattoo just above his straining swim trunks. "You hit the jackpot, Bradley. All three of us are versatile. We love to top just as much as bottom. You ever have three guys use you at the same time?" Joe asked. "Fuck... Uh... only in my dreams. Most I had was two and they were one after the other" Bradley replied. "Just say yes and we can give you an afternoon you'll remember" Ric said, pinching Bradley's left nipple. Kyle smiled and he could see Bradley struggle between the desire to get fucked by three guys at once and the consequences. They stood there another minute with nothing more being said and Bradley looking stunned. First, Kyle backed away and a few moments later, Joe did the same, going back to his spot on the other side of the tub. Ric stayed next to Bradley another half minute and then he too, moved back to his old spot after rubbing Bradley's chest one more time. "I'm out of beer. Guess it's time to head back. Nice to meet you Bradley. Good luck finding some neg dick" Kyle said, winking over at Joe and then Ric. Ric got out of the hot tub first and started drying off, Kyle did the same a few seconds later. "Apartment 237. Give me five minutes before you come up. I don't want anyone to know we're hooking up if they saw the tats" Bradley said before climbing out of the hot tub. Joe chuckled and watched Bradley towel off and grab his water bottle and sunscreen. They waited a few minutes after Bradley got inside he building and then collected their stuff. They dumped the empty beer cans into the trash before following Joe out of the pool area. Joe even led them towards a different door than Bradley used before climbing the stairs to the second floor in search of number 237. The door was ajar when they got there and Kyle tapped before walking in. Bradley stood there, staring back at them, visibly nervous. Soon he was surrounded by three horny guys, all pawing at his body. Seconds later Bradley's trunks were on the floor and a few seconds after that it was joined by three more swimsuits. Two hands pushed on each of his shoulders and Bradley was on his knees, staring at three quickly hardening cocks. He was no stranger being in this position and started working from side to side, sucking each of the cocks in front of him. Thirty minutes of oral stimulation had Joe ready to get a closer look at Bradley's ass. A few whispers and Bradley was on all fours, Ric was on his knees with Bradley sucking his cock while Ric sucked Kyle. Joe was licking the chlorine and sweat off of Bradley's ass. The longer his tongue worked over the furry ass, the more relaxed Bradley got. A few minutes later, the sounds coming from Bradley almost sounded like purring. Ric had one hand resting on Bradley's head and the other on Kyle's bare ass. Joe worked some spit into Bradley's hole with his finger, adding a few gobs more until he decided it was ready for some cock. Ric saw Joe line his rigid shaft up and held tighter on Bradley's head. A loud moan came out of Bradley, around Ric's cock, as Joe pushed inside. With a final tug on his hips, Joe's bare cock was fully planted inside. Joe was surprised how easily Bradley took his whole cock and was plowing in and out seconds later. As Joe's thrusts got harder, Ric's cock got pushed into Bradley's throat. Ric felt Bradley gag slightly the first few times and then his cock pushed in deeper as he relaxed more. A few minutes later, Kyle pulled away, whispering "Getting too close." Joe's thrusts started to get slower and he looked up at Kyle, winking. Kyle smiled back, knowing that he should get ready to take Joe's place soon. Soon was only four thrusts later, when Joe groaned as his cock pumped a half dozen shots of viral cum into Bradley's ass. Ric felt Bradley freeze the moment Joe drove in the last time and knew that he'd gotten his first toxic load. Kyle slid easily into the cummy hole and Joe came back over Ric's waiting mouth. He licked over the still hard shaft, tasting Joe's seed and Bradley's ass. When most of the coating was gone, Ric swallowed Joe's shaft. Kyle knew he was close when he entered Bradley and the thrusts from his pierced cock didn't help. He started with hard thrusts and was soon pounding the sloppy hole, the PA tugging with each stroke and the ladder of barbell piercings sending rippling waves of pleasure through his body. Bradley started to get into it and began rocking his body back on to Kyle's cock and then forward onto Ric's. After several minutes, Kyle reached his limit and plowed in, burying his shaft into Bradley's hole and started to cum. He grunted a few times as his seed mixed with Joe's inside Bradley's unprotected gut. Ric smiled as he watched Kyle breed the neg hole and slowly pulled his cock from Bradley's mouth. He waited a moment for Kyle to pull out and then pushed his cock into the very slick hole. Even with the two other guys opening up Bradley's ass, Ric stretched him even further. Bradley groaned as Ric drove his cock slowly into the tight sleeve. Once he was half way in, he started to pull back. Shoving back in, Ric started with shorter strokes, enjoying the cum filled hole and firm pressure on his shaft. Just like Kyle, the oral stimulation had gotten him close when he started fucking. He had decided not to get real rough with Bradley, trying to extend the fuck as long as possible, but the sounds coming out of Bradley's mouth showed he was really feeling Ric's shaft. The strokes got longer after a few more minutes and Ric gripped the bottom's hips to start plowing a little harder. Ric tried a few tricks to prolong the fuck, but fifteen minutes after he had entered Bradley, his cock was starting to throb and he knew he couldn't wait much longer. Ric's cock showered Bradley's colon with his load, adding to the viral pool already inside him. "Oh fuck!" Bradley screamed out, shooting his own load all over the floor. The spasms from his hole milked a few more spurts from Ric's cock. Once both of their orgasms had ended and they had rested a moment, Ric pulled his cock free and watched the hole slowly close up. "I'm gonna be feelin' this for a few days. I've never felt so sore or full of cum in my life" Bradley said, laying flat on his stomach on the floor. Kyle looked down and saw the puddle of pink cum on the floor, staining the cream colored rug and knew that their piercings had torn him up pretty good. Joe chuckled and said "That was a lot of fun. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Let us know if you want a repeat some time" before pulling his trunks back on. With Kyle and Ric also dressed, the three walked out of the apartment, grinning.

I answered yes. I brought him to Jake’s Pozzed While Cruising 10 I reluctantly let his huge brown cock slip from my mouth, but I was sure I was going to have it my ass soon. I told him I know of a place as long as he did not mind a few extra guys. He did not. So the three of us made our way to Jake’s apartment which was just a short walk across campus. We got to Jake’s apartment and there was no mistaking what was happening on the other side of the door. We could hears moans and cries of “no” and “stop”, but followed up by “more” and “deeper:. I could see Josh getting nervous and our newest addition which we never asked his name. We both were too slutty to do that. We were more interested in sucking his cock and taking it up the ass than asking his name. I knocked on the door and heard Jake yell, “in a minute” followed by “it’s gotta be Joey and the QB.” He flung open the door, stark naked with his oversized hard cock waving in front of him like a jousting lance with his roommates behind him breeding two hot twinks. I wondered if they knew what they were getting into when they agreed to come to JAkes’s apartment. Jake invited us in and asked who the new guy was. I got embarrassed and shrugged my shoulders, I said, “we sucked his huge cock, but forgot to ask his name.” Jake just laughed as he called Josh and I a couple of sluts and then ordered us to get naked, our knees and start sucking. Our latin swordsman, introduced himself as Sergio and shed his clothes as well. We did not have to be told twice. I shucked my shoes and clothes into the corner and Josh piled his on top of mine. I immediately swallowed as much of Sergio as I could. While Josh picked up on Jake where they left off in the bathroom. The room was filled with sounds of fucking and sucking the moans from the twinks were so erotic. As Paul and Dan, Jake’s roommates, planted their tainted seed deep in the bowels of each of the twink bottoms. Dan slipped buttplug into his twinks well fucked ass saying, “we need to keep those 2 gifted loads in your cunt to make you pregnant”. He then ordered him to move over and eat Sergio’s ass. Sergio pushed him away saying he was a top and did not do ass play, but Jake and Dan were insistent that Sergio would love it and soon I could tell that he was. It felt like his cock thicker, a bit longer and a whole lot harder in my mouth as the twink ate and tongued Sergio’s ass. Sergio soon dumped a massive load in my mouth, and Jake urged me to share with Josh. I leaned over and Josh open his mouth and with every eye in the room on us. I dribbled Sergio’s hot load from my mouth to Josh and swished it around his mouth and fed it back to me. I swallowed it. Paul fucked his hot load into his twink and repeated the same process of inserting a butplug and ordered him to rim Jake, but by this time Jake had Josh on his back on the coffee table and squeezing his bare cock into the QB. Josh was not protesting. Jake pushed in a little and then back out. I told Jake that he took a huge bbc the night before. So no need to be gentle. Jake was not! So the twink was told to come over to me and eat my ass and get it ready for the next fucking. Sergio barely got soft when he pulled the twinkie bottom around and forced his massive cock down his throat. Ordering him to get his massive cock hard as he was going to fuck a whole lot of ass tonight. Jake just looked at me and winked. As he continued his effort to poz the QB. As the twink ate my ass. I wondered where all this was going to lead. I knew I had to be Ty into this group what was Jake’s plan to poz him? Was it possible for me or Josh to poz someone from the bottom. I guess I would soon find out as Sergio face fucked one of the twinks while he eyed the twink that was fingering and eating my hole. More to Cum Thanks for the great feedback Always looking for hot chat, phone or a possible meet up Joey

Hadn't really given it much thought before now, but no, I wouldn't say my standards have changed, just my willingness to put myself in fuckable situations. I've always had a thing for older men and that's still true (even though I'm tipping over into being 'older man' myself) but that's never been exclusive, from the beginning my feeling has been that a cock is a cock, and the only thing that really makes me not want to take one is if the guy makes me feel physically unsafe (which thankfully hasn't ever been an issue, the places I cruise in are pretty decent). I used to at least have a five minute chat before offering myself, but that was never standards, just nerves - I wanted anonymous loads in darkrooms and similar venues (which I guess means my only standard was 'the venue let the guy through the front door'), all that's changed is now I've put my worries to one side enough to go through with it.

Physically no, but I no longer entertain sex involving condoms

** mouth watering ..

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_myHZGPvAgTaP Don't know if I could take a dick that big, but would be fun to try!

Got up this morning at 10-ish and popped on to Grindr while I was brewing the coffee, since it's a weekend and many of the guys in the area seem to be more likely to be looking. Got hit up almost immediately by a cute cubbish type with whom I'd chatted before at a time I wasn't free. Well, he was hosting till 12, and wanted to know how early I could get there (I think his mom was probably expected back from church, but he didn't say). I said 11:15 and he pushed for earlier, so I said I'd try. Popped a half a Cialis, attempted a quick clean out (in the dark because the light bulb in the bathroom decided to burn out), put the coffee in a travel mug and launched... leaving behind said coffee, the lube, the cock ring, and the poppers. Thought, "Oh, well, it's a first meeting, I'll just see how it goes." 20 minutes later I pulled into his (rather rustic) drive and he was standing there in his shorts (it's actually warm today for early March, but was still only about 45 F at that point. He said the house was really messy (not that I cared) but we could do it outside if I bent him over in the back of the station wagon. Heck, yes! Outdoor fucking on a lovely spring day - sign me up! So I bent him over and rimmed him a bit - his first time ever! Then started in to fuck him, but he complained about pain - his fattest dick ever! So we played some more and I fingered him full of baby oil (fortunately he had some) and tried again. No problemo - eased it in and then filled him up. Before long he was begging "daddy" to pound him and fill him up. Oh yeah!! I stretched it out a bit (not super long, since we were on the clock) and then sank it in to the hilt and held it there while I pumped him full of daddy seed. He was on cloud 9... I sucked him off afterward, and played with his balls and fingered him until he came. He's definitely down for a repeat, and said something about wanting to get more sex now that he's adult... and that he will turn 20 in the fall. Right. I thought I was cradle robbing when I had a few playmates half my age, but I guess I was wrong. Because this summer, my numerical age will be three times his. 😯😈

I had a similar experience to this, but it was with two guys who were dating. They then proceeded to pass me back-and-forth for a couple of rounds which made it even hotter.

Hey guys I wanted to make sure I got this next chapter up quick after the wait lately. Thanks for your patience! This chapter sets up what I have planned in my head for the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 9 Dad's smile had that look like he was up to something. RIght now I didnt care about what happened next. "Do you mind if we just stay like this for a minute dad?" I was still panting a little from the intensity of my most intense orgasm ever and I just wanted to be close to this man who just took my virginity. This man I had just realized I was in love with. Dad. "Of course son" he smiled. "We are gonna need to move eventually for these guys." I turned to them and saw they were still watching us intently and stroking their hard cocks. "Wow." Maybe it was that coming down to earth feeling you have after you cum but it only hit me then how big their cocks were and that there were three of them. Were they the "more" that dad was asking about? I looked back up at dad who was still pressed on top of me and inside me. I think he could tell I was feeling some hesitation. "It's ok Coop. You trust me right?" "I do dad." "I'm going to be right with you as long as you want. I won't let anything happen to you that you dont want to happen. You just give me the signal. And you guys understand right?" The other guys grunted their yesses and then dad said to me in more of a whisper "I'm never gonna let anyone hurt you Coop. I love you son. Youre safe with me ok?" I nodded. Grant cleared his throat and that took me out of the moment between me and dad. He was trying to get our attention and it worked. "How would you guys feel about moving this to my room? Might be more fun there" He smirked the same smirk dad had before. Something mischievous. He turned to Luke and Dominic. "You guys up for it?" Without saying anything they began to move and gather themselves releasing their cocks and trying to cover them with their small towels. "We'll go ahead and wait for you two. Looks like you might want a few minutes of privacy." He winked at dad at that. "We won't be long" dad said. I had no idea what was going on. Luke opened the door and the three men walked out, Grant last who closed the door behind him. Dad turned his full attention back to me. "You ok Coop?" "Yeah dad. I think so. What is going to happen in the other room?" "Im not completely sure but I have some ideas. I promise you I wont let you get hurt and if youre not up for anything I think we can trust those guys to respect our boundaries." "Boundaries? They just watched you take your sons virginity dad." I wasnt really trying to be funny but we both chuckled at that before dad got a little more serious. "I just want this night to be about fun and pleasure for you Coop. You mean everything to me and Im so happy that i could be part of this night." "You're more than just a part. Youre still inside me dad." I was trying to be funny then but hearing that made his cock flex and it made that tingling rush of electricity run through me and I gasped at that feeling that I wanted to keep in a bottle so I could have it whenever I wanted. "You know what I mean Coop. Youre everything to me and I know some people really have problems with what we just did but..." I cut him off. "Dad I get it. I'm so happy that you were my first and that you were here tonight. It was the hottest thing ill ever do in my life probably and I wouldnt change a thing." We had never talked like this to each other. We had been getting closer, for sure, but this felt like we had jumped a few levels to get here. The talk, as purely loving as it was, did get both of us hard again. Dad hadnt fully lost his hard on inside me but I could feel it beginning to stretch me just a little further out. That made me even harder and I could tell dad could feel it stiffening against his abs. "You ready to get up and see what fun is happening in Grant's room?" "Yeah dad. But can we maybe shower or rinse off first or something?" "Sure Coop.Im gonna get up and slowly pull out and then we can hit the showers." Dad lifted his weight off me and then I could feel him slowly pull his cock out of my hole, emptying me inch by inch. Finally he was all the way out and my first feeling was that I needed for it to be filled again. Was this the stuff from the pipe that made me feel that way or was I just always going to need the sensation of hard raw cock deep inside me? That wasnt something I needed to figure out now but I knew that tonight I would be getting fucked again. I needed it. As dad stood up off the bed he reached for the pipe and torch. "I cant take this out of the room with us so you up for us finishing whats left in here before we go?" "Yeah. Its fun and its fun doing it with you dad." His eyes widened and I almost thought I could see the twisted thoughts gathering in his mind. He lit the pipe and took the first hit. We passed back and forth more times than I expected. Finally dad looked into the pipe and said, "Think theres probably one more good hit left. Im gonna take it and then blow it into your mouth ok?" I didnt really understand what he meant. Was this like the way mother birds feed their young? He took the hit and then moved closer to me. Like magnets our mouths moved towards each other. I wanted to make out with dad again so bad but then he blew the smoke into my mouth and I realized what he was doing. I passed it back to him too but then we did end up in a standing passionate make out embrace both high again like we had been before. We pressed our cocks together. They were both almost fully hard again. "You feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad." The tingling through my body from the hits made me aware of how horny I was. Or did the hits make me horny? I didnt know but it didnt matter. We would be taking care of it soon. "Dont forget Coop. We're here for pleasure right?" I nodded. "So if anything doesnt feel good or you dont think its gonna turn into something good, just give me the signal and I'll get us out ok?" "Ok." This was the dad that I knew before tonight. The one who was serious about taking care of me when we were together. We didnt know each other super well before this summer but he always treated me like precious cargo. Tonight was just the same. This time leaving the room, we brought our towels but I took dads lead and just threw it over my shoulder. He locked the door behind him and I followed him through the maze of halls to the shower area which was like a gym shower with a bunch of shower nozzles but no curtains or walls to create separate stalls. There were two guys showering next to each other when we got there. They were talking and friendly but in the way that guys usually do at the gym. They were facing the wall and I didnt get a real look at them but they did have good bodies. We walked in and used the showers on the opposite wall from the two guys and I immediately started to wash the sweat and the cum and the smell of sex off me. Dad and I both had our backs turned to the two guys and under the shower I couldnt hear what they were talking about. I finally did turn around and when I did I noticed that they were facing us and werent talking anymore. Dad had already turned around and now all four of us got to look at each other and pretty quickly I saw that look of recognition on both their faces seeing me and looking back at dad. The two guys looked like they were a little older than dad and their cocks looked half hard. "Anybody tell you two that you look a lot alike?" one of them said. "Yeah we get that a lot. This is actually my son. This is his first time." Dads confirmation had an effect on both of their cocks. They both looked to me. "First time? For...?" "Pretty much everything." Im glad dad answered. I wasnt sure what to say and what to leave out. "Welcome son" There was something weird about being here and having a different guy call me son. I didnt know what to do with it but I felt a shiver hearing that word that ended in my cock and my hole. "Youre lucky to have a dad who will do this for you. I hope you can appreciate that." "I do." I looked over at dad and when our eyes met I felt that combination wave of love and lust for the man. My cock was definitely getting back whatever stiffness it had lost since we left the room. I could see dads cock hardening too. "Oh damn. This is more interesting than we thought." I had given us away to these two guys and for the first time I became really aware of the world that was outside of the way my relationship with dad had changed for good. In the room even with the other three guys it felt like I was living out a fantasy I never even had and now things were different and we would have to figure out who could know and who couldnt. And as that awareness arose I was still just as horny for dad than ever and I knew there was more waiting for us in Grants room. That anticipation and a little bit of embarrassment at my hard cock for dad in front of these two guys got me to turn the shower off and walk over to where we left the towels and room key. This time dad followed me and we dried off while we were still in the room. "Are you two done for the night or cleaning off before your next adventure?" Dad got bold hearing that question and threw the towel back over his shoulder and grabbed his hard cock and then mine. I was shocked for a moment but alao felt that electricity that I would feel everytime dad ever touched me. "What do you think?" dad said and then laughed. I finished toweling off and so did dad meaning he had to let go of my cock which only hardened more in his grip. "Ready Coop?" "Yeah dad." "See you men later" my dad said turning back to the two guys. "I hope so" one of them said. We went back out into the halls and for the next few minutes roamed blindly after we realized Grant never gave us his room number. But we got lucky after not too long and looked into an open room door that turned out to be his. This was a much nicer and bigger room than dads. It had a tv on the wall that the three men were watching while they all stroked their cocks. They were sitting in a row on a bed that definitely looked bigger than the one in dads room since it could fit three big men side by side with their legs at least a little spread. It was a really hot scene to see. When we crossed the doorway and into the room they all turned their attention to us. "Sorry we made you guys wait. Coop wanted to shower off first." I was so focused on the three guys on the bed that it took a minute to notice that next to the tv was a sling. I had seen it in porn before but never in person. We couldnt see what was playing on the tv from the doorway but now that we were in the room I could see it was a group scene in a hotel room. While I became transfixed on the tv, dad said to the guys, "I also didnt think it would be a good idea for me to bring the pipe around outside the room." "Dont worry abiout that. I have some stuff that will help." He paused long enough that I looked in his direction in case something went wrong that the tv had distracted me from. But he looked like he either wasnt sure what to say next or how to say what he was thinking. Finally, he turned to dad and asked, "Paul, how do you think your son here would like a slam?"

All the people here urging you to keep taking it bare and taking loads (with no mention of PrEP) are giving reprehensible advice. It's fine if you want to BB. It's fine if you want to run the risk of HIV by going without PrEP. But absent a clear understanding with your girlfriend that she's okay with that risk too - one she understands because you've explained to her exactly what you do - it's no longer fine once she's in the picture. I assume - without knowing for certain - that she doesn't know you're bi, she doesn't know you bb, and she doesn't know you're a bottom taking loads. If I'm wrong on all of those, that's one thing. But if I'm right - on any of the three - the honorable choices are to tell her, to dump her, or to quit putting her at risk. The last is an option you almost certainly won't choose, so it's really between the first two.

Chapter 1 A couple weeks ago the kid got his first taste of being a whore and what it was like being a parTy pig. He felt bad for a couple days but after that youth took over and he wanted to play again. He contacted me and asked when the next party would be. I told him that we usually got together once a month or so. Work and schedules are sometimes had to get together.. I asked him if he saw the pics and vids of his first time being an out of control slut. He said that he had seen them. Part of it he couldn’t remember but what parts he did was great and that he wanted to do more the net time. He said a couple guys that were at the party stopped at his place and one bent him over the arm of his couch and dry fucked him. He said it hurt but it kinda felt good at the same time. I asked him when this was and he said it was on Wednesday after the party. I told him his ass was probably still sore from the action of the prior weekend. He said the second guy used the Cum of the first guy as lube so it didn’t hurt any. He said that cum was dripping down his legs after they were done with him. I asked him if they gave him anything to help and he didn’t think so. I asked him ow they got a hold of him and he said the somehow had his email address. I told him I had given them it He was disappointed that the next party would be a while off. I asked him what he would like to try next time, what he remembered from the first time he liked. He said he liked it all and that Frank was great. He remembered all the nasty talk he was saying and how great it felt. He said he wasn[A1] ’t expecting anything like the slam. He said all he remembered is that all of a sudden he wanted his ass to take a bull sized cock. He said he wanted more and also wanted to try the sling next time. I told him that after a while we didn’t have him restrained much, just enough to keep him from slipping off the pads. If he got into the sling he would probably be hog tied in a way that anything the guys wanted to do to him would happen. He said “ That sounds great “. I reminded him what happened the last time and he said his insides are aching to get everything again. He also said that there was a strange craving for the wild sex again He asked me about the marks on this butt and how long they would take to wash off. I told him probably a couple weeks. I wasn’t really sure. He said he was with his girl friend and had the lights off when they got in bed. He said he never fucked so long and came so much. She was amazed. I asked if he was bareback and he said she is on the pill so we don’t worry about it. He said he wanted to put it up her bubble butt but she would not let him. I told him “ That is why so many married guys are bi or gay. Wives don’t want sex and rarely give up the back door”. I asked him if he looked at the marks on his ass and he said in the mirror and he said it was difficult to see it. Texted him a pic I had on my phone. He looked at it. For a minute he was quiet. I asked him if he was still on the call and he said yes. He said “ I had a lot up my ass”. I said “ Yes you did . Do you see the marks on both sides”? He was a bit quiet and said “ Yes “ . I asked him to count the numbers under each side. “ He said 3 under a NEG side and 11 under the POZ side “. I asked him if he remembered telling me he wanted to get knocked up like the stories, he said “ Yes “. He was very quiet about his answers. I asked him if he remembered all the times I asked him if he wanted to stop? He again said “ YES”. I think the realization of what all went on was hitting him. He said it was so much fun he was still craving more. I told him that the bath houses in the next town were a fun place to go if he wanted to try again. I told him to think it over and let me know.

I love "Just the tip" stories. They always end the same.

I needed a few days to recover from two and a half weeks of breeding chaser #1. He seemed to get a double dose of the conversion flu to make up for the one I didn't seem to get. When my dick had recovered and my balls were full, I went in search of someone new to fuck. While I was looking, I got a message from an early 30's guy. There were only a couple body pics that showed a mostly smooth, thin body, trimmed pubes around a larger cock with an upward curve, and a nicely muscled ass dripping cum. His stats said he was an inch taller and twenty pounds lighter than me. "Hey, hot profile. Looking for poz guys a little older than me that will breed neg holes. Let me know if ur interested" his message said. We messaged a few more times and I made sure he was serious. When I showed up at his apartment, he looked close to the pics on the profile but had added maybe ten pounds. His face wasn't pretty and the mop of straight, stringy hair didn't do him any favors, but he had nice full lips and I'd find out later, a long, talented tongue. I followed his naked body back to a bedroom where he helped me out of my jeans and moments later his mouth was engulfing my quickly hardening cock. I only let him go a few minutes until my cock was covered in spit before grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking him off my shaft. I didn't need to tell him what to do next. The moment I let go of his hair, he scrambled on to the bed, looking back to see if his position on his hands and knees was what I wanted. I nodded and glanced around the room. On the nightstand was a bottle of lube and some poppers. I grabbed the poppers and took a couple hits before sealing the bottle and tossing it on the bed next to his hand. By the time he got the first hit, the head of my cock was resting on his hole. Once I heard his second huff, I thrust my cock in a couple seconds later. He groaned loudly as my cock drove in over half way. I waited a moment and withdrew an inch and shoved back in until my balls slapped into his. I gripped his body and began to plow into his tight hole. The spit really wasn't enough to lube him but my precum began to help. After a dozen strokes, I felt him give a tentative squeeze to my cock. My chuckle told him that he could work his ass however he wanted. I liked a bottom that was part of the fuck and I rarely came from a guy trying to milk the load out of my balls. A few minutes later, his hole got sloppy enough that I could fuck harder. There was a satisfying thud as my body slammed into his. Several minutes later, the friction increased and he started to groan again. I made it a little longer before I felt the cum start to rise and I froze mid thrust, my cock showering his guts with cum. Driving in another couple inches, my cock let out a few more spurts of jizz before I fell forward, planting the rest of my cock in. This time, his firm squeezes did milk out a little more cum, making me laugh and growl out "Greedy fucker, aren't ya." We laid there on the bed, both of us breathing heavy. He had a big grin on his face and there was a smaller one on mine, too. "So, is it just the high from the risk or do you really want to get infected" I asked, choosing the most unglamorous word I could think of to describe what I had just tried to do. "I want to get pozzed. I've been chasing for three years and the desire just keeps getting stronger. I have a deal with some other guys that the first one of us to get charged up, does the other four. I want to be the one that gets to do it" he explained, the grin getting a little more sinister. "Hmm, that means you're versatile, then" I said. "Not for the past couple years. I became a total bottom until I get pozzed" he replied. Any thoughts that I had that he was going to regret me breeding him vanished. "That's quite the commitment. Looks like I may have to breed you a few more times to make sure you get to top again soon. This city is desperate for more tops" I said. "You're really toxic? You're not catfishin' me to get in my ass?" he asked. I got up and pulled my phone out of my jeans and flipped around and showed him the screenshot of my test results. "Fuck yeah! I'll take as much of that as you want to share" he said. "As I've heard from a few guys... It's fun trying" I replied. I continued to follow Chris' method and we fucked four or five days a week for the next few weeks until he called me to say he was sick as a dog and couldn't meet. As horrible as he sounded, there was excitement in his voice. "Don't forget about your buddies. End their chase like I did yours" I told him. That evening I was back on the apps looking for my next target. Instead of 'neg for poz' in my search, I changed it to 'neg for any' and began looking at the new set of guys. One guy caught my eye and I looked at his profile several times. He was younger than I usually looked for but a little older than the college guys looking for their daddy fix. The four pics showed that he was proud of his hairy body. Brown fur covered his chest, abs, back, ass and legs. Even the pic of him sucking a thick black cock showed he wore a very bushy beard. His body size put him into the 'cub' category and it looked like he was no stranger to the gym. I must have looked at it a few too many times since he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Sorry, I don't like to know I'm playing with poz guys. I like some mystery." That's when I found out it was good to have a second profile that skipped or changed some info. After thinking about it a while, I made several changes to make the profiles look different. I wasn't going to lie and say I was neg or ten years younger, but I shaved a few pounds off and listed my status as "ask me." My age and sizes were very similar, but the pics and text were very different. To make it less obvious, I waited a week before I contacted the muscle cub from my new profile. To my surprise, he replied when he logged in a day later. The discussion seemed to indicate his kinks were limited to barebacking, breeding, piss and bukkake. While I was into the first three, the last one didn't do anything for me since I preferred to shoot my cum inside a guy. He also said he preferred very little talking during sex. Grunts, moans and groans were fine but that was it. I guess it fit in with not having the top's status getting divulged. We met up at his apartment and I figured I'd have one chance at tapping him. While he hadn't said anything explicit, it didn't sound like he hooked up with the same guy more than one or two times. "Hey, glad you could make it" was about all the words he said, other than "bye" when I left. His voice was deep but casual. Grunts and moans were all that filled his bedroom for the next hour. Most of the time I was behind him, fucking him over the side of the bed, on his hands and knees, on his knees or flat on his stomach. My cock drilled him hard and soft, with short strokes and long. I loved feeling his sweaty body against mine while we rutted as nature intended - bare. His hole was slick with precum for most of our fuck and as with the other neg guys, I leaked more than normal while fucking him. Maybe it was because I found him sexier than most guys I hooked up with. Part of that sexiness was his confidence. He didn't try to overplay his masculinity. He acted like an average guy that liked risky sex. I just happened to think he was a lot hotter than your average guy. Muscle cub was a little reluctant when I flipped him on his back for a few more minutes of pounding before I dumped my second load into him. I doubt he knew I had already bred him while I fucked him earlier when I got myself too close prevent shooting my charged load in. I kept plowing through several shots, coating his guts with my cum. The second load was almost as big as the first, but I pumped it in fully planted in his ass. His eyes were closed but the expression on his face told me he knew I had filled him with my seed. My face had a very big, satisfied grin on it and had moaned a drawn out "ah fuck yeah" with the last few spurts. A week later I got a message from him. "Hey. Was hoping we could meet up again. Been really busy and no sex since we hooked. Not going to have much time next week either so I want to meet someone I know is gonna fuck good and leave me dripping" he said. It was pretty flattering and it was hard to refuse spending some more time fucking the stud. I was supposed to meet a friend for beers when muscle cub was free, so I did what any horny gay guy would do. We spent almost two hours playing this time. We started on the couch with him sucking me. He spent a lot more time getting my cock hard and wet than our first meet and I played with his ass almost as long. My tongue loved his furry ass and hole and my fingers did too. I didn't get my fist in, but four fingers were able to stretch him open. I even got a few encouraging words from him. By the time I pressed my bare cock into his ass, my beard was dripping spit and his hole was gaping nicely. My cock slipped in easily but as soon as I bottomed out, he clamped down and let out a deep moan. The more relaxed pace let me spend more time plowing into his talented hole and enjoy feeling our bodies completely connected. We both worked up a good sweat and I loved rubbing his body with my hands and feeling the damp fur under my palm or on my chest. I fucked him over the end of the sofa in a few positions before finally breeding his hole. That was when he spoke for the first time during sex, telling me how he loved feeling my cock throb inside him. When we had recovered, he pushed me toward the bedroom for round two. He might have been a bottom but there wasn't a submissive bone in his body. He wasn't aggressive enough to be a power bottom either, but there were signs that he might be on his way there. While I first thought that he might want to cuddle while my balls refilled, that wasn't what he planned. I quickly found myself between his legs, sucking on his nice, thick cock. This was new territory and one that I didn't mind at all. I considered myself ninety percent top these days, back to what I was with my cumwhore of an ex. I'd briefly moved to fifty-fifty versatile with Chris, but that was now over. Sucking dick was always one of those things that I loved to do but it needed the right guy. Muscle cub was perfect for this. A nice cock, a good attitude and the chance that I'd be swallowing his last neg load made for a very satisfying blowjob. Twenty minutes of sucking, licking and stroking his shaft gave me plenty of time to ready load number two. From his cock, I licked down to his hairy ass and licked my cum that was leaking out of the tight pucker. My tongue dug in, fucking him a few moments before my now stiff cock was ready to slide back into the warm, wet confines of his pussy. Unlike our fuck a week before, muscle cub had no issue with me fucking him on his back. At first he held his thick legs back while I drilled his hole before eventually resting them on my shoulders. Last time he kept his eyes closed and grunted occasionally, this time his eyes were locked on to mine and the grin from before got bigger. The moans and grunts got louder too. "Fuck yeah! Pound that hole" he growled out, almost making me jump back. I chuckled and growled back "Yeah? Like that cock drilling into your hole? You like me churning up that load from earlier?" "Uh huh. I feel some of it drippin out... you better put some back in" he groaned out in response. This was the type of banter I liked to have during sex. It had been sorely missing from our first fuck and I wondered if he wanted to avoid any conversation that might have hinted at mine or his status. I hadn't fucked enough chasers to have anything like that become part of my normal fuck-talk so it was easy to avoid. I pounded him harder until finally my balls couldn't keep their viral contents inside. I growled as spurts of cum showered his guts and he yelled out "Oh god yeah!" My body shuddered and shook during the intense orgasm and when it faded we were staring at each other. I pulled out and rolled over on to the bed next to him, still breathing heavily. It was his turn to get between my legs and suck the cum from my shaft and balls. He was surprisingly gentle but I doubt he missed a drop of semen, whether he licked it up or coated his beard with it. He continued long enough to make my cock start to stiffen again. I was pleasantly surprised when he crawled on top of me and lined up my cock to his very slick hole. He rode me for about ten minutes until I could tell his legs were starting to burn. I tugged him toward me and on to his knees while I took over and drilled his ass for another five minutes before I unleashed a few more ropes of cum into him. "Thanks... that was fuckin awesome. I haven't fucked like that in a few years" he said a minute later. "Yeah, that was damn good" I replied. Once he had crawled off of me, I went in search of my clothes. While he was a lot more vocal and friendly this time, it was still just a hookup and I knew it was time to head home. Part of me expected a message from him a week later, but I didn't get one. The next week was the same and by then I was fucking a couple other guys anyway. I finally saw him online a month or so later. I was using my original poz status account and checked out his profile. A smile came over my face as I saw the change in his status. About a half hour later he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Wanna hookup some time?" Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. Sorry, I prefer the challenge of neg guys."

MY name is Gavin, I am 26, I am married to my high school sweetheart. I am blond, 5’9 150 muscled with blue yes. My wife Maria is 5’7 135 brunette and absolutely beautiful. We have dated all through high school and college, our sex life got a lot more fun when we were in college, and I had big plans for our honeymoon. What happened on our trip to Boston for our honeymoon changed our relationship forever. It changed both of us also. It all started in the bar, I was waiting for Maria and talking to some very well-dressed college basketball jocks who were there for a bachelor party. We were talking sport and I shared that I had just gotten married. I had never hung out with black guys before so some of the works they used I was unfamiliar with and played along. One of the guys asked me if I as a cuck and not wanting to seem stupid I said yea, they laughed and looked at each other and smiled and patted me on the back. I thought that must have been a good thing. They had a couple other buds come down, two Latin guys and a white guy. We were all having a good time, one of the guys asked me what room we were in so they could send a gift up and I shared our room number and told them that would be great. Just about then Maria walked in, and they hooped and patted me on the back, damn she was beautiful. I told them we had dinner plans and then we were going to hit it in the room, and they cheered me on and off I went. We had a great dinner talking about our new life together and our big plans. Maria told me halfway through dinner that she had stopped her birth control and she was ovulating so tonight could be the night we start our new family. I was both nervous, not sure I wanted to jump right in but horny as fuck and wanted to fuck like bunnies when we got back. We finished dinner and headed back to the hotel for a night cap and while we were just about ready to pour our drinks, I heard a knock at the door. I went and answered it thinking it was room service but to my time and pouring drinks. They wanted to toast us and passed around drinks and Marie, and I clinked our glasses and downed our shot. They poured another and again they cheered, and we surprise it was the guys I had bet downstairs and they busted in the room telling me they brought us a wedding gift. I was in shock; I know they said they would send up a gift, but we were just about to have sex. I tried to be gracious and thank them and try to usher them out, but they were having a great downed that one. They started to play some music, ten minutes later Maria had passed out on the bed, and I was dozy and almost out. I could see a few of the guy's undressing Maria but I was helpless to do anything, I just utter unrecognizable sounds. It was not long till Maria was naked and spread eagle with one of the Latin guys eating her out. She was passed out but moaning, I right to reach out my hand to stop him but it barely moved. One of the black guys was over me helping me out of my clothes telling me what a good little cuck I was. I thought what the fuck is a cuck, when one of the black guys spread my ass checks and began to lick my ass hole. I had never had that done, it was weird at first, but I involuntarily began to moan. The guy ate away at my hole while the Latin guy eating Maria out slide into her and began to fuck her with his huge dick. She was moaning and whimpering. Soon I had a BBC at my mouth and the guy opened it slightly and slid it in. I am not sure why, but I began to suck on it. He patted my head and told me I was a good cuck. There I was, sucking this huge black cock as I felt another rubbing on my hole. It was so wet from the tongue fucking I had received, they seemed to be working in unison. The big dick shoved down my throat so I could not breath nor utter a sound as what felt like a baseball bat slide slowing inside me. I screamed inside but nothing came out, I felt like he was tearing me as he stretched my hole. He pressed till he was balls deep inside me my tight little hole. He said, fuck, I think this cuck is a virgin as he slowly pulled out and then sunk back inside me. The guy lodged in my throat pulled out and let me catch my breath and then began fucking my mouth and throat while my ass was being reshaped into a pussy. The guy began to fuck me harder with long stroked and then grunted and shoved inside me and I could feel his rock-hard dick pulsing inside me as he came. I was relieved he was finished but grossed out he came inside of me. The finally withdrew and the guy in my mouth pulled out and I was immediately replaced by one of the Latin guys who fucked my throat, the black guy pressed his big dick at my battered hole and slide in easily with all the cum and still being wet from my throat. I had shot my load as this guy fucked me, I had never cum without touching my dick or fucking pussy. There I was taking more dick, I could no longer see Maria, but I knew she had taken at the very least three loads and it was then that I remembered that she was ovulating. I now could only think of having some other guy's kid, we had talked about having kids for so long and her some random guys were probably going to knock her up tonight. The evening went one, I took each of their dicks and so did Maria. She was still out, one of the black guys grabbed my phone and called himself, then programed his number in my phone as Black Bull. He told me I was blond cuck. They dressed and left, I felt so dirty I had to take a shower, when I came out Maria was still out, and I helped her under the covers and crawled into bed and tried to sleep. I kept picturing big black cocks inside me, fucking me and making me cum like they had when they fucked me without even touching my dick. I finally dozed off, when we both woke up in the morning Maria said she as so sore. She hit me and said, I fucked the shit out of her last night. I did not have the heart to tell her she got used like a cum dump by those guys from downstairs. She kissed me and told me she forgave me, hoping she would soon be pregnant. I shook inside, fuck, she may soon have a black or Latin baby inside her. Just one chance the baby would turn out white. I put it out of my head as much as I could, she had plans with her mother before she left the city. They paid for everything, and it was a tradition. Maria got ready and headed down to meet her mother and I went to work out. I had been in the work out room for twenty minutes when in walked two of the guys from last night. They immediately started texting someone and I began to become uncomfortable. I started to gather my drink and towel when in cam Black Bull. Where are you going Cuck, he said, as he came over and put his arm around me. Looks like the cuck is up for some more fun. I said, no I must go. He said, not before you stop by my room. I tried to pull away, but he held me, and I did not want to make a scene. We got back to his room and he immediate told me to strip. I did it without much hesitation, he was unbuttoning his pants and pulled out his big dick. You, cuck need some oral lessons. Today is your lucky day, got on my knees and began to suck his big dick. He said, that is a little better than the first night, but you have some learning to do. I held my head and forced his dick down my throat. I was gagging and he laughed, you will get better cuck. I was trying as much as I could and then he let up. I have a surprise for you, there is a gay boy in the hotel who is going to help train you to be a cock sucker. He will be here any minute. Fuck, this could not get worse. He pushed me back on his dick and a minute later I heard a knock at the door. He greeted the guy and invited him in, he told this Tall white guy that this was the cuck he was telling him about. He smiled at me and told me I was a cute little cuck. So, you are straight? I said, yea. I love helping straight boys. He undressed, he had a great body and when he pulled his underwear down, he was sporting a huge dick. He came over and lifted his dick, I knew he wanted me to open my mouth, so I did. I sucked on his dick till it was rock hard and almost as big as Black Bull’s and just as thick. He held both sides of my head and tilted it and fucked my throat. He told me what a good boy I was and that he would help me be the little cuck I was meant to be. Just as he was getting into it, Black Bull had him pull out and he told me to get up on all fours on the bed. I did and the white guy began to fuck my throat again. Black bull licked and tongued my hole and make me shiver inside. My hole kept opening and closing, he felt so amazing. The cock down my throat seemed to get much easier than last night. This went on for ten minutes and then the white guy pulled out. He said he was getting too close, he bent down and looked me in the eyes and leaned in and kissed me as he held my head so I could not pull back. I did not want to do this, he pressed hard and between the tongue in my ass and his libs against mine I gave in and kissed him back. He made out with me for five minutes, broke the kid and said now give me some of that ass. Black Bill came around and he too got down in front of me and leaned in and kissed me while the white guy ate my hole. Here I was making out with two guys. The white guy pulled off my ass and lubed up his cock and pressed it against my hole. Black Bull looked at me and said, you have a big gay dick going inside you cuck. You are such a little worthless man, just a hole for men to use. Your wife is lucky we found you two so you could realize your true worth. He called me a little slut cuck, cum dump, whore and that brought the gay guy over the edge, and he shot his load inside me. He caught his breath and withdrew, and they changed places. The gay guy fed me his cummy cock and made me swallow and clean his dick off. The black bull fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. The white guy pulled out and got dressed while I cleaned the black bulls cock off. The black bull told me to get dressed, I jumped up and dressed and he grabbed my face and told me I was to go with this nice man and do anything he said. You will not be happy if you do not follow all directions. Do you hear me cuck; I nodded my head that I heard him? I looked up at the gay guy and he winked at me. We walked out of the room, and he told me I was a good fuck and that his apartment was right around the corner. I was walking but inside I kept saying no, I can’t do this. We arrived at his place a few minutes later, walked in and he introduced me to his roommate that was in the living room, Ben and he asked where Charlie was. Ben said he would be back in ten minutes. Good, the tall gay guy said, why don’t you let this little straight boy suck your dick and if he is lucky, you will fuck him and give him a load. Ben stood up and dropped his shorts and revealed a fat dick. It was thick just hanging there, he sat back down and motioned me over. I walked over and got between his legs, and he whispered, it gets thick. Just warning you little fag. I could see it was already starting to grow, I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He said, little fag, you better get to work, he lifted his dick to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on his head and opened wide to take his huge cock in my mouth as he got rock hard. I sucked three inches of his dick and licked all over it, it was just too big. He told me to stand up, I did. He grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom. Once inside he left the door open and began to undress me, he leaned down and kissed me. He was a good kisser, I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes as I stood there completely naked and hard as a rock. Ben broke off the kiss as he felt my chest and stomach. I had a tight muscled chest and wash board abs, Ben whispered hot body. Then he squatted and engulfed my rock-hard leaking cock and sucked my cock like no one has ever sucked it before. I started to shake, I was so close to cumming, Ben quickly pulled off and grabbed my balls and squeezed them as he pulled them. He made me go soft, keeping me from coming. I was so disappointed, he looked up and told me there would be plenty of time for cumming. He then lifted me up on the bed and lifted my legs and old me to leave the up. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it on my hole and began to suck my cock again. He worked a finger, then two and finally three inside me. I felt full, but then another finger, it hurt but with him sucking my dick my mind was confused and I just let him fingers twist inside me as he stretched my hole. He press deep, his fingers felt so deep inside me. He pulled off my cock as he told me I had a great ass, he withdrew his fingers, as he tossed a brown bottle at me and told me to open it and sniff. I uncapped it and leaned up and sniffed, the right and the left and he told me to do it again. I hit it again, he had lubed up his fat dick and was pressed against my hole. He told me one more time, I did it as he pressed on my hole, and it hurt but my head was spinning as my hole gave way to his huge dick. He stopped and told me again boy. He felt so deep, but he told me he was only halfway in, I remembered the thickest part was yet to come from holding his dick. It was like a tree trunk. The pain made my dick go soft, he pressed deeper and after what seemed like two long minutes, he was balls deep inside me. My hole was screaming, he was to fucking big. He pulled out slowly and I hoped we were done, but I knew better. He slowly slides back in and balls deep again. He kept this up and after seven or eight goes my hole seemed to relax and let him in. He had looked very determined up that point, but Ben looked down and said, boy you are about to get fucked. His dick still stretching me, but it felt good, and my dick was getting hard. He called me a little fag boy, see he said. Your dick loves my fat cock in your hole. He fucked me like this for ten minutes, my cock was leaking. I went to touch my dick, but he slapped my hand away. He pulled out and had me get doggie and he came up behind me and slide his cock in. It hurt at first from this angle but after a minute I opened and he fucked me hard for ten minutes calling me a little slut, whore boy, before his breathing got heavy, minutes later he shoves inside me and unloads. He kept his dick inside me and pulled me to the side and I was soon cradled in his arms with his dick inside me. He held me there for ten minutes, I could feel his dick lose its girth, he began to kiss my neck and feel my body. He found my cock and I was hard still, he jacked it and I could feel my hole tighten up on his dick and he soon grew again. Before I knew it, he was rock hard and fucking me slow and steady. He fucked me like this as he held my left leg up so he could get deep inside me. Then he stopped and pulled out. He had me get on all fours and he spread my hole and told me how open it was. Nice gape he said, then he slides his fingers back inside me after lubing them up and my hole. He had three and then four inside me twisting them around as I moaned. He got all four fingers deep inside me. I felt so full, then he said, I am going to save this for later and let the guys enjoy your hole before I wreck it. That sounded scary to me, he slowly pulled his fingers out, immediately putting his big dick back inside me and fucked me hard for ten minutes and shot his load inside me making me cum too without even touching my dick. Ben pulled out, got out of bed, put his hand out for me to get up and I did. I grabbed it and got off the bed, he pulled me in and kissed me. All my nerves with firing, I had never felt anything like this. My body shook, my dick started to grow again. He broke the kiss and laughed as he told me that his last boyfriend was straight. He said, let's get you showered and back to your wife. I put my number in your phone so we can get together tomorrow for another work out. Tell you wife you are going to work out and will be back and come here. Text me on the way. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the shower. The water felt good, his hands all over me washing me felt better. I could not believe how this guy was making me feel, soon enough the water stopped. He handed me a towel as I got out. Once dry he leaned in and kissed me again, bolts of lightning were going through my body. Then he said, be a good little fag and get dressed. I rushed into the bedroom and dressed. He did also, we made it to the living room before he kissed me again as he led me to the door. See you in the morning he said as the door closed. Fuck, here I was standing on the porch of some gay guy's place having taken his buddies load and the black guy and two of his. I walked back to the hotel, telling me self this was a one-time thing, but I knew something had changed and I needed to explore this. I felt guilty the entire walk back to the hotel. I made it before Maria. I decided to go have a drink to calm my nerves. I went down to the hotel bar; it was not two minutes after I got my drink that the white guy from last night and a Latin guy sat down one either side of me. They ordered their drink and just when I was about to get up the white guy put his hand on my shoulder and held me there. Where are you going, we just got here? I tried to say, my wife is going to be back but before I could get it out, the Latin guy spoke. We will be to your room tonight at 10, repeat of last night. Not sure if I like you wives' pussy or your ass better. I need another round tonight to decide. I froze but inside I was shaking my head no. Did he just say that out loud where everyone can hear? I was afraid to look to see if anyone was looking as us now. They downed their drinks and told me they wanted to show me something in their room. I walked with them, I felt like I did not really have a choice. When we got to the room, they both stripped off their pants and were rock hard. They sat on the bed and told me to suck them. I sucked the Latin guy first and the white guy said, jack my dick cuck. For the next hour, I sucked and jacked their dicks. When they were close, they would lift their legs and have me rim them. The white guy loved it. He would hold me head and pull me into to his ass. The Latin guy was first, he pulled me over and shoved me down on his dick and he came. Rope after rope shot down my throat. I did not even taste his cum till he pulled his dick out some so I could suck him clean. The white guy made me rim him for another five minutes and then pulled my head up on his dick and shot his load in my mouth. I sucked him clean, then he spit on my face and spoke. Good cuck, you are getting better each time. He smiled at me and told me to get back to my room, we will be there at 10 like I said so make sure your wife is ready for drink and some hot fucking. I went back to our room, hoping I had a chance to brush my teeth and tongue before Maria get back. I was dreading tonight; I wanted to pack our bags and sneak out of the hotel in the worst way. I got to the room and Maria was already there, she said there you are. Hey babe, I said as I rushed into the bathroom. I must piss like a racehorse I told her. I ran the water, brushed my teeth and tongue and gargled and then flushed the toilet and came out with a smile on my face and said, I missed you! I gave her a big kiss and she said I tasted like a toothpaste factory. I told her I burped up something and did not want you to taste it when I kissed you. Thanks, but that was just about as bad she said. She started to tell me all about her day, I sat there thinking about the cum I had inside me and about all the cum she took last night, Fuck, I remembered she as ovulating, and they wanted to do it again. I started to get really conflicted, but I tried to focus on Maria. She stopped and said, what did you do today. Awe, I worked out, took a walk, had a couple beers with the guys from last night. Made some new friends. She said that sound nice, glad you had a good day. We got around to go to dinner. I got in the shower first so I could get ready. I sat on the toilet and so much cum came out. Wow, I hopped in the shower to get ready and slide a couple fingers in hole. Played with it for a couple minutes and then got out and dried off. Then let Maria take the room. It was an hour later; we were ready to head to dinner and have another fine dining experience. On the way out of the hotel we found a bottle of champagne with a note, congrats. I knew it was from the guys, I slipped it inside and we went to dinner and Maria thought that was so nice of the hotel. The dinner wound down; I ate light since I knew I was getting fucked again. I had butterflies in my stomach, but my dick was semihard. Maria noticed it and rubbed it and thought I was excited to fuck but that is not what my mind was on. She brought me back to thinking about her taking all those guys and knowing she was ovulating and could get knocked up. Fuck, that was now donning me. I lost my erection, but in the car on the way back, I kept picturing Ben’s big dick and it make me so hard. My hole needed him too. All the way back to the hotel, all I could think about is dick. When we arrived, we went up to the room, I text the black guy who called me a cuck all the time to let him know we were back. He texts me back saying, I left already but you will get plenty of dick cuck. I will let the guys know you are ready. By the way, there are some new arrivals. I also hear the cuck has a new boyfriend. Such a little fag you are. My dick was rock hard. I was not sure if him calling me a fag is what made me so hard or if the new arrives but in either case, I was about to take some major dick. It was no more than five minutes after we got back there was a knock at the door. I opened it and in came four of the guys from last night. The white guy explained that he would be leaving soon, and he wanted to toast us one last time before he left. One of the Latin guys echoed that he was leaving in the morning also. They poured us drinks and we toasted. Ten minutes later Maria was out, and they had me on my knees sucking dick while more guys entered the suite. Maria was being undressed and some new dark-skinned guy was eating her pussy. I could hear her moaning as this guy went to town. I was now getting face fucked as I huge dick went down my throat. He fucked it for five minutes and let me come up for air. I turned to see the guy pull off her pussy and turn to me. He was a dark skinned middle eastern guy. He stood up and he had a huge thick dick. Really fat, dripping precum. He winked at me and said, your wife is going to have my baby cuck in a heavy accent. I got sick to my stomach, I watched as he slides that big dark dick inside her and she just moaned as he slowly railed her. See cuck, women love my big baby maker. He fucked her for ten minutes, I could hear it as I sucked another dick while the guy who I had been sucking was now eating my hole and then the guy roared as he came inside her. He pulled out and came over, the guy I was sucking left and slides inside Maria, the dark dick was now at my lips, and he said, clean it off you fucking cuck bitch. I sucked his big dick as he coached me. His dick had started to go soft, but he was getting rock hard again. I heard a knock aa the door and the guy said, now you will get some real dick you fucking fag. He greeted the guy as he fucked my face and then he pulled out and turned my head to the darkest huge dick leaking precum out of a head that was so fat. The guy I had been sucking swatted down and told me to lick the head boy, show him you want it. I licked the head and tasted his precum. He was leaking so much; I licked all over and sucked on the head as much as I could. I was still getting fucked and the guy behind me came inside me and another slide in. I had lost focus on Maria, and I was all about this huge dick. The guy behind me did not last long, I had managed to suck on this guy's head but that was it. He was too thick to do anything else. He pulled out and squatted down and leaned in and kissed me. The other guy was still there calling me a fag, looking at that fag kissing a guy. The guy was not very good looking, but he could kiss. He grabbed my had and put it on his thick dick and I began to jack him. He kissed me hard, fuck I could hardly get my hand all the way around it. You are going to be my bottom tonight, I purchased you. Let’s get you dressed. I thought fuck, wait, seriously. I hesitated to try to think of a way out of this and the dark-skinned guy who called me a fag slapped my face and said, do not make me hurt you fag. I quickly go up and dressed as the huge, dicked guy worked his dick back into his pants and he motioned for me to come with him. I again hesitated and the guy slapped me harder. I was dazed as the big, dicked guy grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room, down the hall to the elevator and up three flight and finally to his room. Once inside he told me to undress, I quickly did. He then ordered me to undress him. I came over and before I could even start, he grabbed me and kissed me deep. He kissed me for five minutes and then pulled off. He grabbed my dick which was rock hard now. He whispered in my ear; you are going to be worth every penny tonight. He let go of my dick and felt my hole. Boy, go clean out. I have the shower ready for you. You will only have me cum inside you tonight, I want that hole fresh. I went to the shower, figured out how to clean out with the nasal on the long hose and watch as my ass sprayed out water and all that cum. I finally feel empty and sat on the toilet to make sure and more water sprayed out but finally went back out the hotel room and he was standing naked his dick rock hard and dripping. He motioned me over and handed me mouth guard, put these in he said. I slide them in, they were uncomfortable, he pushes on my shoulders, and I was soon on my knees, he pressed his fat dick on my lips, and I opened and licked his head, he pressed forward and forced my mouth open. He kept pushing and it began to hurt my jaw. He held my head and pressed as tears ran down my face and I soon could not breath. He held me there for a few minutes and then let my head go and I pulled back and coughed. This went on for the next twenty minutes. It had to be the fifth or sixth time he had made me gag and cough that I pulled back and started to pull the guards out, He grabbed my neck with both hands and choked me till I could not breath. He said, do not fucking do anything like that again. I own you; you will follow my commands little fag. He let go and slapped me across the face harder than the other guy had. I fell into the bed, and he pushed me up on the bed. I had not noticed them before, but he had restraints on the bedpost, and he fasted my wrist to them. He slides a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it before sliding two pillows under my stomach and then he started examining my ass. He spread my hole and rubbed his fingers over my hole. I heard him say, fucking nice. Before long I felt his tongue on my hole, soon his tongue inside me. It felt amazing. He ate me for ten minutes and I was moaning and pressing back into his tongue. He withdrew and then I felt wet and cold on my ass. It must have been lube, I felt something press inside me and then wet cold inside. He had pushed lube up inside me. Then I felt a finger inside me, then another. Soon he had four fingers inside me twisting them around. This was not the first time but the way he was doing it, it felt different. He pressed them inside me, it hurt some, but he kept hitting my prostate and making me leak precum. He kept saying open boy, you want it. Be a good fag and open that hole. It started to feel so full. He pressed and twisted, if I could speak, I would have told him to stop, it began to hurt like fuck. I tried to pull away, but he held me, so I pushed down, and he pulled my legs forward. Then he took a break and soon my legs were also fastened so I could not move much. He lubed me up more and again inside my hole. I started to feel warm inside. He rubbed my back and told me I was so close. He started fingering my hole again, this time using both hands sliding all four inside with one hand and then the other back and four and faster and faster soon all of his fingers were inside me a little as they passed each other and then he pushed them all in and stretched me. Then pulled them back and he did it again and again. Ten times like this stretching me each time and then back to pressing deep and twisting. He reminded me to breath, I inhaled deep as he pressed and twisting and then the pain became so intense, I think I passed out and when I came to, his hand was just passing past my ring and inside me. I began to panic as his hand moved a little inside me. He rubbed my back with his other hand and said, breath boy. You are doing so well little fag. My ass felt like it was tensing up and closing, he slowly pulled out and I screamed into the ball gag and pillow he now had my face in. I thought, fuck that is over, but it was not, he rubbed my ass and again started that fucking both hands thing and soon was pressing again his hand as my ass opened and he got close to sliding and, but I closed. He slapped my ass and said, baby you were doing so good. Open for daddy. He pressed and twisted and this time I felt the entire thing, the shape pain and the total stretching of my ring as his hand forced it open and then how it closed around his wrist. He stays inside me for five minutes this time. The more he did it the longer he could say. He withdraws one more time and washes up, then cleans my ass off. That is when I felt his huge dick on my ass. Rubbing my hole and then pressing against it. My hole opened and he slide in as my hole sucked on that big dick, it went in easy to start but after six inches I began to feel his thickness. He pressed in and hit my second ring. Boy, what did I tell you, I asked you nicely to open up! He pulled out and slammed back into me. It hurt like fuck, he did it eight more times then he said, this is the one. He pulled out and slammed inside me and broke through my second ring and deep inside. Once he was balls deep inside me, he rubbed my back and told me what a good fag I was. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his first load inside me. Then he went back to fingering and fisting my hole. He kept stretching me and pressing his fist deeper inside me. Good boy he said, your hole is swallowing my fist, good boy. He was getting so deep inside me; I would start to panic and then he would hold and rub my back and calm me down. He pulled out and shoved his dick in me and fucked me again till he shot deep inside me. This time he did not go back to fisting me he worked in a butt plug and cleaned up my ass and unfasted me. He led me to the shower and cleaned me off and himself and then leaned in and kissed me again. Sparks when through my body, I really did not even like this guy, but he make me so hot. He told me to get dressed, we were going to give my ass a rest he said. I got dressed, as did he then we left the room and down to his car. He drove use to an older part of town and parked in front of a shop with neon lights and it said Adult Store. I had never been to one, he led me inside and straight back to a booth area and went into number seven. It was larger. He started to video of guys fucking. Soon there was a finger at a hole. I had not even noticed the holes before. There was one on each side. He unfasted my pants and pulled down my underwear and pushed me forward so the guy could grab my dick. My dick was already half hard, the guy pulled it up and started sucking on it. It felt awesome, he was getting me hard and a few minutes later my Fister, Kevin pulled me back and tapped on the hole and a dick came through. It was fat and pale 8 inches cut with red pubes. He pushed on my shoulders, and I opened my mouth and sucked his big dick. He tasted so good, and I could tell he was loving it, five minutes later he was tapping on the way and soon he shot the sweetest hot cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him and he soon went soft, and he pulled out and back. He turned and pulled up his pants and left. Kevin helped me out of my pants, and he took my shirt off and there I was naked in the booth. I heard the door on each side open and close. Kevin put his finger up to the left side and an old guy with gray pubes put his dick through, then Kevin did the right. I big brown dick slide through. Kevin again pushed on my shoulders, and I sucked on this fat uncut dick. Ten minutes later this guy shot in my mouth, and I swallowed. I sucked three more guys of before a BBC slide through. This cock was thick and had to be ten inches long. I sucked it as much as I could. While I was sucking his huge dick, Kevin pulled the butt plug out, I had to lift some and to the side, but it popped out and my hole felt open. He pulled me up and backed me up to the BBC while he held it and I slide my hole onto it. The guy said, fuck yea, that’s some good pussy. I soon was all the way back on him past my second ring and he was slow fucking me. He fucked me for twenty minutes, he made me cum twice, once at ten minutes and I came again at 19 minutes. Fuck, he felt amazing. The poppers Keven was feeding helped a lot. The black guys slide a paper through and all it said was same time tomorrow. I said, okay. Kevin kissed me and told me I was a great bottom and hot that was to watch. I took three more BBC’s before Kevin had me dress and we drove back to the hotel. When we got back to the hotel, Kevin was on his phone and texting. I thought we were done but Kevin said, babe, you have more to do. I paid the entire night. I was tired but followed him to his room. We passed a tall black man in the hall and Kevin nodded at him. Once inside Kevin had me get naked. I heard a knock at the door and Kevin let the black man in. Kevin told him I was his boyfriend, and I wanted a huge black dick. The black guys said, sure that white bitch can take it. Kevin said yes! He needs it. The guy unfasted his pants and pulled out his fat soft dick and walked over to me. It had to have been eight inches soft, I pulled it up and began to suck on his dick as it grew and grew. He was even thicker than Kevin and so much longer. I had my hand on it and I was taking as much as I could. The guy pulled me up and turned me around and lubed up my ass and his dick and pressed me up on the bed and onto all four. He got behind me and pressed his dick against my hole and slide inside me, he looked at Kevin and said that is a good start, but I am only halfway in. He pressed me down and sunk his dick inside me. Kevin fed me poppers as the BBC raped my hole and drilled me deeper and deeper and finally got all way inside me. I was in so much pain as he rearranged my insides. He began to fuck me hard; I heard a knock at the door and voices. It did not seem to bother the guy inside me and five minutes later he shot is load inside me. He pulled out and the other BBC slide inside me as I heard him tell Kevin that was so great ass, thanks. He said he would be in town one more night and he wanted me again. I ended up taking three black cocks back at the hotel. Kevin fucked me one more time before shoot inside me. He finally let me go back to the room and I showered and crawled into bed next to Maria who had cum leaking out of her. I knew we both got used hard tonight, maybe I was used a bit more than she was.

I am guessing that a fetish for straight men may be more a bottom thing than a top thing. I don't want a straight man's ass. He has no idea how to prep it for me.

Hot as hell sex between Tom and Nick, and a good touch to have a sidelight on these characters that isn't just in terms of their relationship to Alex. Great added layer to the story!

Mine haven't changed much. Though a little more open about hiv now I'm on Prep

Last night was hot. I usually spend every Friday night in the city kicking off my weekend by going to the backroom and or to tops' places that can host to get myself loaded up and opened up for a weekend of raw cock. Sometime ago I had sex with a top at his place and he fucked me twice while his boyfriend sat on a chair in the room and watched me service his husband. He told me before we met that his bf did not clean cock, did not swallow loads, and if he was lucky he got a root once a week as his boyfriend was more a homemaker than a lovemaker. I remember how hot it was being the best slut I could be for the man and the look of disdain sometimes, awe sometimes as I got two loads from his husband, sucking his balls, cleaning his cock, changing fuck positions and thoroughly worshipping his 7" thick cut cock. We swappped number prior to meeting and the top told me he would call me again for a fuck sometime. I am always ready to be fucked so I was more than looking forward to him breeding me again as was a good hard fuck and I just love thick cocks. Yesterday afternoon I was on the train coming home from work, I got a text from him asking if I wanted to come over and get fucked. I simply said yes and told him I could be there by 8.30. I thought it would be a good way to start Friday night - go to his place, get loaded up and opened up and then head to the city for more cock or visit my Indian friend who just loves fucking me when I have loads in me. I got there, and again his partner was there. John and I swapped pleasantries and he said "Patrick is upstairs waiting for you, will be up shortly." I was a little bit confused as I thought "oh no a threesome with another bottom." I went upstairs and Patrick was naked and already half hard,. In no time I was down to my jockstrap and had a mouthful of his beautiful thick cock. I was enjoying giving him head when he told me to slow down as he had not come for a week. That was music to my ear. He reached for the lube and I told him it was not needed. I had douched before I left home and his cock had plenty of saliva on it and in no time at all I sat on his cock and swallowed it first slide down like a pro. In no time he rolled me over and was pumping away when his partner came into the room and again sat on the chair in the bedroom like he had before. Only this time, he started filming Patrick fucking me. That only made me work my toosh harder and use my muscles to give his cock the best massage my hole could. I was telling him how beautiful his cock was and what a good fuck he was. In no time he blew. I could feel his cock pulsing big time, as he spurted jets of jizz into me. I immediately cleaned him up. When he caught his breath he said he felt like a beer, and offered me one. The three of us adjourned downstairs to the kitchen and while we drank our beer, I let him know I wanted round two., kneading his cock and balls with my hand, telling him what a dream fuck he was. In 15 minutes he got his mojo back and started to stiffen up and he said ready to go again. I said certainly. I got up thinking we were going back upstairs, instead he stood up - turned me around and leant me over the kitchen table. I pushed some of his seed back for lube and he proceeded to give me a great knee trembler for 15 minutes before he dropped another load in me. Again John filmed it. There is nothing hotter than fucking another bottom's partner in front of them. I again cleaned his cock and balls, and like last time, I knew the party was over. I left so horny, telling him again anytime he wanted a hole to use I would come over. I immediately texted my INdian friend and told him I had two loads in me if he wanted to add to the seeding. He said yes so I headed straight to his place and got two more loads and a lovely frozen cum cube to suck on while he fucked me with his cock and two dildos. It was a great Friday night. Myhole was gaping and dripping as I drove home - what a great way to start the weekend.

Very true, and this type of story ALWAYS gets me hard....and off.

Some years ago I finished a PhD. I don't normally go for commercial arrangements, but I thought about paying for a porn star's time as a reward for myself. I was indecisive and didn't make a firm choice for a while though, and in the end I ended up fucking a porn star for free! He was Dolf Dietrich, performed in a live sex show at Hard On in London and afterwards had me (and most of the rest of the club) upstairs in the club. He had a great ass (shot two loads in it, which is unusual for me) and is actually really seriously tall - about 6 foot 5 or thereabouts. I didn't get to fuck the other performer though, Yoshi Kawasaki. Still thinking about giving myself that much delayed reward, lead candidate right now is James Castle.

I know I’d like to try‼️

You’ve done it again! Great story! Thanks!

As a top I want you on your back legs back as my cockhead probes and finds purchase...then enters.Like looking into a man's eyes as I cum in him too.

That is about the silliest, judgmental, most ill-informed thing I've read on this site. It reflects a breathtaking ignorance of the Universal Message, as promulgated by a great humanistic teacher. I invite you to consider some of the work of E. Bruce Brooks, available from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. an empirical and exhaustively researched series of publications under the group-titled scholarly efforts entitled Studies in Early Christianity. You may also find some of the Apocrypha illuminating* regarding historical alterations of the Message suffered by the above-alluded-to great teacher. If you are capable of opening your mind, learning facts vs. historical fictions, you can experience intellectual growth, depth, breadth, and enhance, rather than diminish, your assumed "knowledge". *certainly not all - some are clearly historical (dating from the 3rd century, and clearly politically inspired), as the Romans co-opted the Original Message in the effort to broaden their empire via the Roman Catholic Church as well as force-of-arms. I wish you well.

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Really? The previous occupant of the Oval Office basically tried to dismantle NATO, tried to extort Ukraine’s security for political profit, and french-kissed Putin’s ass while the entire planet watched. Twice. You cannot simply change the subject at this point and holler ‘weak’ at the current president and expect to be taken seriously. The previous occupant is the man currently under multiple probes for criminal financial wrongdoing, quite apart from that little incident where he attempted to overthrow a free and fair election through violence, subterfuge, incitement and insurrection. And he’s still trying. But that’s not madness at all, is it? You haven’t seen anything like this in 70 years? Allow me to acquaint you, Mr. Van Winkle, with the Cold War, which you evidently slept through, and a little incident known as the Bay of Pigs, in which the Soviets attempted to flex their muscle in Cuba. They had nukes. We had nukes. We came damn close to blowing up the whole fucking planet. Today, they have nukes. We have nukes, and they are very, very well aware of it. They are no more interested in ending up as a radioactive pile of cinders and ash than we are. It’s called Mutually Assured Destruction, and it’s still very much in effect, so detente still has some influence. Not something the Tangerine Tyrant would have had the sophistication to understand - the world was in far greater peril during the four years that he had his finger on the Big Red Button than it is at this moment. Any weakness in the Western Alliance can be laid squarely at the feet of the previous administration, which actively sought to break down bonds of global cooperation and security, and not the present one, which has to clean up the godawful mess left behind. Just what, precisely, would you have us do at this point? I’m sure that if you have a foolproof solution to this conundrum, the world would be glad to hear it. Do you have a plan in mind that would send the Russians back across their borders never to return? Do you have a strategy to satisfy Putin’s power-lust driven by his lunatic revisionist view of history? What kind of “strength” do you propose using that won’t come at a gruesome cost in lives lost? When your 70 years of wisdom comes up with something useful, let us know.

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CH3 - "The Wounded Hunter" Two loads in his hole from two stepbrothers in as many hours. Nico was aglow as he savored the whorish turn that his evening had just taken. From the pit of his stomach traveling out into his limbs, fingers, and toes radiated an energy that was electric -- almost like nervousness -- or was it? -- but also like an unfettered joy that left his joints weakened but had his heart aflame. Not even a half-hour before his second raw dicking of the evening, Nico would have sworn, unhesitatingly, that his boyfriend Omar was his first and would be his last love and the only man who Nico would ever let pleasure himself inside Nico's insides. Omar…, Nico thought. Fuck, fuck, fuck. "Omar!," Luciano shouted through the open bathroom door, his cum-soaked uncut cock and balls still protruding from the opening in his jeans. It was clear to Nico that Luciano was not listening for Omar's answer. "God, that's a silky whore hole you have, boy," Luciano admired as he reached around Nico's backside and gently started swirling two fingers against the cum-glazing on Nico's outer hole. The scent of cum wafted up from Nico's ass crack to Luciano's nostrils. Luciano reached behind himself and shut off the switch for the bathroom fan. He clearly knows Omar's bathroom, Nico thought. Omar appeared in the bathroom doorway but directed his eyes only toward his stepbrother, whose fingers were still sandwiched in Nico's cummy ass crack. "¿Acabaste?," Omar asked. Nico noted Omar's calm affect in spite of not understanding the language. "Te toca a ti," Luciano replied, releasing his hand from Nico's crack and lifting two glistening fingers right up to Nico's mouth before forcing Nico's lips open and shoving both fingers in. Not once did Luciano make eye contact with Nico. The little slut sucked greedily on Luciano's sticky digits while trying to still keep Omar's figure in his peripheral vision. Nico felt emboldened by Omar's apparent assent, though still not fully understanding why everyone seemed so relaxed given the brazen infidelity that had just taken place. Omar switched back to English. "Food's ready if you want." Nico finished cleaning Luciano's fingers. Luciano withdrew his hand and without cleaning the stepbrotherly jizz combo coating his genitals proceeded to put his manhood away and button up. After briefly wetting his fingertips at the sink, Luciano finally exited the bathroom, patting Omar on the shoulder twice as he walked by and leaving a smattering of wet spots on his shirt. After watching his stepbrother walk out into the living room, Omar turned and finally fixed his eyes on Nico's. The serious look on Omar's face was tempered by the thinnest wisp of vulnerability in his eyes. They stared back at each other. Neither spoke. Omar finally broke the silence: "I think your dad's been texting you." The banality of Omar's words were both a surprise and a relief. "Is my phone in the bedroom?" "Yes, but you're going to have to go over there and get it yourself because I need to take care of my stepbrother and Elena." Omar paused before offering, "You need anything?" "Clothes?," Nico replied, wondering why, after everything that had just transpired, it required mention. "Did you forget where you left them?," Omar shot back dryly before turning away and heading back across the living room to the kitchen. The facetiousness stung. Fuck, Nico thought to himself as he let out a sigh. He is mad. Nico waited a moment before peeking his head out of the bathroom. Still fully naked and starting to feel a little cold, Nico stepped out quietly hoping not to draw attention to himself. He could see Luciano seated at the table with his back toward the rest of the apartment, but Omar and Elena must have both been behind the partial wall that blocked Nico's full view. Hoping to delay his first encounter with Elena for as long as possible, Nico started walking across the living room toward the bedroom door, treading as lightly on his feet as possible. He avoided turning his gaze toward the kitchen and stepped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Nico grabbed his phone from the edge of the bed and clicked it on. "Just wondering if you're planning on coming home tonight or if you're staying with Omar again," his dad's first text read. And immediately following: "No pressure. Just wondering so I can plan for dinner." "sorry, dad," Nico typed quickly. "just saw ur message. staying at omar's again tonight." Almost immediately, Nico's dad replied back with the emoji of a hotel with a large pink heart on its façade followed by three drooling face emojis. ("🏩🤤🤤🤤") Nico, embarrassed, typed back, "omg! stop!" He locked his phone, tossed it back on the bed, and then grabbed his pants and shirt, leaving his underwear on the floor. Nico dressed and opened the bedroom door as he stepped back out into the living room. Luciano, Omar, and Elena were seated at the table in the kitchen conversing in Spanish. The three continued their discussion without any one of them paying Nico any mind as he approached the table -- clothed for once. Nico slid into the only remaining seat at the table, next to Omar and across from Luciano. The pressure of the chair seat against Nico's taint reawakened the delicious ache in his freshly fucked hole. His insides felt full and used. There was something both thrilling and unsettling about every single person at the table knowing exactly what kind of cheating whore Nico had just been. Here he was only six months into the longest romantic relationship of his young life, simultaneously holding both his beloved's and his beloved's stepbrother's pooled ejaculate inside of himself. Something out of the corner of Nico's eye made him feel like Elena was looking at him. As Nico turned to meet her gaze from across the table, he saw her eyes dart back to Luciano while the rest of her head remained still. The three went on conversing for bit longer, and then, with the food on each of their plates looking mostly undisturbed, Luciano stood up, saying, "Gracias por la cena, hermanito." Elena got up, too. They pushed in their chairs and gathered their things to leave. Omar stood up and joined them by the front door, while Nico stayed put, sensing with each small slight that his presence among them was merely being tolerated. As they started saying their goodbyes, Luciano called over to Nico. Nico stood up and walked over into their line of sight. His eyes met Luciano's. Luciano spoke. "Don't ever let me catch you cheating on Omar, you hear?" Nico shot a glance at Omar, who turned his head away before their eyes could meet. "I promise I won't," Nico replied. Luciano scanned Nico up and down one more time from across the room and winked. And with that, he and Elena turned and left. Omar shut the door behind the pair and turned to face Nico, looking unamused. The two stared back at each other for some time. Nico stood wide-eyed. Omar appeared stern. He pressed his lips together. Nico's hands fidgeted. Omar looked withdrawn -- even a little defeated. "Why are you still wearing clothes?," he asked Nico, almost softly and without the usual brash, selfish confidence that was Omar's calling card. Nico felt guilt, and he felt it deeply -- the way one feels when one has shattered something inestimably precious. But there was another feeling, too, that Nico couldn't quite place. Nico pulled off his shirt, and then in one swift motion hooked his two thumbs under the lining of his jeans and slid them to his ankles. Nico stood naked, his jeans and shirt again pooled on the floor of Omar's apartment as they had been just a few hours earlier -- as they had been across so many nights prior. Omar admired Nico's perky nipples and the way they draw one's attention toward his rounded shoulders and the musculature on the sides of his rib cage. Omar walked over and with his left hand gently pinched Nico's nipple while his right hand reached around in search of Nico's cummy fuckhole. As Omar's fingers gently stroked Nico's cum-soaked pussy, Omar whispered into Nico's ear: "You really are a little whore, aren't you?" Nico relaxed his hole as a peace offering to his wounded man. Omar's face shifted; his brows furrowed and his lips pursed into an 'o' as he scanned Nico's face as though looking for something specific. "Goddamn your pussy feels so used," Omar said. "You like my used pussy, daddy?" Nico arched his lower back, adjusting his pink hole upward to make it easier for Omar to reach. Omar's cock surged under his pants. The pressure of his hardening shaft pressed into Nico's lower abdomen. Omar brought up his right hand and pushed his fingers into Nico's mouth, making Nico clean up the coating of his and his stepbrother's DNA. "You smell all that cum?," Omar asked. "Yes, daddy," Nico replied. "That's the smell of you not knowing how to keep your fuckhole shut, you little whore." Omar's tone got more serious. He withdrew his hand from the boy's mouth and then spit in Nico's face. "Go grab me your phone, slut, then get back here and service my dick." Omar felt impatient. Nico complied, grabbing his phone from the dark bedroom and returning to hand it to Omar. Nico kneeled and started unzipping Omar's jeans. Omar typed in Nico's code as Nico lapped up his semi-soft beer-can cock. Hearing the phone unlock, Nico tried to remember when he'd ever even given Omar the passcode, but with his mouth now full of boyfriend-dick and given the delicacy of the situation, Nico focused on sucking his man to full erection. "Look up at me," said Omar, still staring into the phone screen. Nico looked up toward Omar's face, eyes wide, with his boyfriend's shaft disappearing into Nico's warm, wet mouth. Omar snapped a photo of Nico's cock-stuffed face. Then another. And another. Omar began typing. "Good boy," he said as an afterthought, emptily and distracted. Nico closed his eyes and let Omar focus while Nico slobbered all over Omar's now-erect cock. Nico heard the sound of several text messages being sent in succession, but the taste and smell of Omar's cock and balls kept Nico focused on his reignited lust for cum. Even though his hole still ached -- nay, *because* his hole still ached from his earlier dickings -- Nico's craving for more raw dick consumed his focus. Without saying a word, Nico gently suckled his way off Omar's cock, stood up, turned around, and guided his man's raw meaty girth to the opening of his pink, used pussy. Nico heard another noise from the phone. His loose, cummy opening swallowed Omar's cockhead easily as Nico moaned like a dick-impaled little faggot. Omar felt the swirl of cum inside Nico as it soaked his cockhead. Omar closed his eyes for a moment and felt the muscles in his neck and upper-back finally relax for the first time since his stepbrother and Elena had shown up. Omar continued holding Nico's phone in place, the camera fixed on the widest part of his cockshaft as he finally pressed all the way into Nico. "Uhhh!," Nico panted as his tender insides were penetrated for the third time that evening. "Open up that pussy for me," he ordered Nico. Nico pulled his muscled ass cheeks apart, and a strong waft of cum scent filled Omar's nostrils. Omar started sliding his raw dick in and out of Nico. The sounds from Nico's hole sounded viscous and wet. "Who'd you just let cum inside your hole, whore?" Omar sounded angry. Nico hesitated. "I said, tell the camera who you just let cum inside you, whore," Omar repeated more slowly. "Your stepbrother." Nico let out a sharp, pained moan as Omar rammed his raw dick in hard before the words had finished leaving Nico's dick-scented lips. "You didn't ask him for his HIV status, did you?," Omar continued. "No, daddy." "Did you ask my stepbrother if he has any STDs?" Nico had never heard Omar talk about infections like this during sex. Nico again hesitated. "Answer the question, fuckhole," Omar barked impatiently, again plowing his fuckshaft hard and deep into hole. Nico felt a trickle of cum slide from his hole down to his taint. "No, daddy!" Omar's pulled all the way out of Nico's hole, leaving a ring of cum froth encircling the tender, pink entrypoint to Nico's rectum. Omar slammed back into Nico, reopening him easily and bottoming out as the sound of cum bubbling from Nico's hole reminded Omar of a man's boot being pulled quickly from thick mud. The sound of cumsloppy hole dicking filled the apartment. "Speak up, boy!" Omar slapped Nico's ass with an open palm as Nico's fuckchute gurgled and spat messily. the stepbrother's cum began leaking down Nico's inner thing and dripping in a cluster on the carpet below Nico. Nico winced. "No, I don't, daddy!" "How do you know my brother didn't just pump you full of HIV?," Omar followed. Nico felt electricity coursing through his belly. "I don't, daddy!" Nico moaned like a faggot in heat as Omar's plowing continued. Omar's hips began shaking. Nico felt a warm, wet pressure squirt against his rectal wall. Nico's hard cock released a thick wad of precum onto the floor below. "Fuck it in, please, daddy!," Nico implored hungrily. "Fuuuuuuuuuck," Omar let out, unable to control his torso's convulsions as he felt his balls unload seven hefty squirts of his sperm into Nico's cum-fragrant cunt. Omar panted as his thrusting slowed. He pressed fully into Nico, bottoming out one last time, before sliding out. Omar's raw dick released and fell with a muted 'thwap' against his jean-covered thigh. Nico heard another beep from the phone. The echo of his multiple raw dickings rebounded through Nico's lower abdomen and around his pelvic floor. He savored the scent of cum wafting up from his backside as he fingered his outer hole tenderly with one hand. Omar resumed tapping on the phone, his cock still hanging from his open fly, face lit in a purplish blue by the screen's glow. Nico heard the sound of another text sending as he turned to face Omar, got to his knees, and gently wrapped his mouth around Omar's cum-frothed cock. The flavor of the stepbrothers' cum mixture bore the signature sweetness that Nico knew was Omar's, but there was another saltier flavor tempering it. There you are, Luciano, Nico thought, as he gulped gingerly, trying not to overstimulate Omar's sensitive post-sex cockhead. Omar locked Nico's phone with a click and tossed it on the couch as he placed a hand on Nico that they both knew meant Omar's cock was done. Nico pulled his mouth away but remained on his knees on the floor. Omar stuffed his cummy genitals back into his pants, zipped up, and headed to the bathroom to wash his hands. Clothes still pooled next to him, Nico leaned over and grabbed his phone from the couch nearby. Clicking it awake, he unlocked it and peered down at the screen. His text messages were open. A video had been sent from Nico's phone to an unrecognized local number. Nico scrolled up to see that Omar had also sent the shots of Nico staring deep into the camera with Omar's cock in his mouth. Nico's heart pounded and hole ached in sudden symphony. Omar had sent two messages prior, which read, "hole on loan from Daddy Lucho," preceded by, "no ?s, all loads 18yo sub." The receiving number began typing back. * * *

Part 34 - Ric’s swimmer Ric was in the school locker room getting ready for gym class when Shane walked up. Shane was the captain of the swim team and was one of those jocks that got along with everyone. He wasn’t arrogant or cliquish and could fit in with jocks, nerds, stoners, artists or just the people who didn’t fit in. Ric knew who he was but they had never talked but they had acknowledged each other when they saw each other. “Hey, I like the tat. I never thought of you as someone that would get one” Shane said. “Yeah, I wanted one, and a friend helped me update how I looked several weeks ago” Ric said. Shane chuckled, “I hope you paid her back for all her help. She did a great job. You really look good. I almost didn’t recognize you. I bet you have all the girls chasing after you now.” Ric ignored the innuendo that it was a girl that helped him or that he did it to get laid with a girl. He quickly thought that Shane was trying to dig to see if Ric was straight or not. “Thanks, I’m happy with the way it turned out” Ric said. “I’d like to talk to you some time about the tat. I want to get one now that I’m over 18. I’m sure my parents and the coach are going to flip, but its my body. Can we meet after school tomorrow?” Shane asked. Ric was surprised, but said “Sure, what time?” “Lets meet in front of the school after classes let out and we can go to my house and talk” Shane said. The next day Ric walked out of the front of the school building and instead of heading towards his house he stood next to a tree by the main entrance, waiting for Shane to meet him. After waiting fifteen minutes, he decided he had gotten blown off. Just as he started walking towards home, Shane came running up. “Dude, I’m sorry I’m late. I was talking to the coach and I don’t have your number to let you know I’d be late. Ric bought the story, at least outwardly, and the two turned and walked towards Shane’s house. When they got inside, Shane immediately took his shirt and jeans off. He was standing there in his jockstrap and socks and Ric was both surprised and aroused. “Some idiot spilled their drink on me at lunch and I have to toss these in the wash” he explained. He watched Shane put them in the washer and start it up and then Shane said “My room is upstairs” and Ric followed him up. Once inside the bedroom, Ric dropped his backpack on the floor and looked around. There were a couple shelves with various sports trophies and a couple large posters - two with really hot swimmers leaping into a pool and one of a diver in a pose before a dive. “Have a seat on the bed” Shane said as he put his own backpack down next to the desk. Ric expected Shane to put some clothes back on and sit down in the desk chair, but instead he just sat down on the bed next to Ric. Ric hoped his hardening cock wouldn’t be too visible, but with Shane so close and almost naked, it was probably a losing battle. Ric figured that swimmers are used to being mostly naked a lot of the time, so it must be natural for him. “Oh, let me grab something to drink, I’ll be right back” Shane said and Ric watched Shane’s tight ass walk out the door. Soon he came back with two glasses and handed one to Ric. Shane hopped back on the bed and said “I have a ton of questions about your tattoo. It looks so hot. I like how guys look with ink on them. It makes them look tougher and sexier, I think.” “Yeah, I guess. I looked at it as marking the beginning of the next part of my life” Ric said and almost immediately regretted it. “What do you mean? We haven’t graduated yet and we can’t drink. We’re stuck at that age where we can get arrested as an adult but can’t have the same fun.” Shane said. Thinking quickly Ric said “Uh, I guess I look at turning eighteen as no longer being a kid and becoming a man.” “Oh, yeah. That makes sense. So how did you decide what it was going to be?” Shane asked. “I really didn’t have a good idea. I talked with the tattoo artist and he gave me some suggestions and sketched a few things out. It was really cool. I wish I could draw like that” Ric said. It was mostly true and he realized that he was going to have to think fast with some of his answers. “Cool. Yeah, I suck at drawing too. Was he cool about you not knowing exactly what you wanted?” “Yeah, he was. He even explained the meanings of some symbols that are used. One of the meanings for the stars I have is that I am following my own dreams. He warned me to avoid getting something just because it looked cool and go for something that had meaning to me since I would be stuck with it for the rest of my life. He joked about people he inked with their girlfriend’s name and when they broke up six months later they were back trying to get it covered up” Ric said, surprised that he made a straight anecdote. “Oh, yeah. I never would have thought of that.” said Shane as he adjusted himself in the jockstrap and Ric hoped that his cock would fall out of the pouch. “Do you know what you want?” Ric asked. He saw Shane blush and added “I mean what kind of tat you want.” “I kind of like the tribal designs. I want it big and cover my pec, shoulder and upper arm. What do you think something like that would cost?” asked Shane. “I don’t know. I got a deal because a friend of mine knows the tattoo guy and I did some work there to pay for some of it” Ric said, stretching the truth a bit. “If you find some pics on the internet of what you want, I can send them up and see if he’ll give you a ballpark price.” “Yeah, that would be cool. I have a bunch on my computer I can send you. Can I see yours again?” Shane asked. Ric smiled and felt his cock throb. “Sure” he said as he pulled his shirt off. Shane moved close to Ric and stared at the tattoo and then started rubbing it with his finger. Ric didn’t know where this was heading but having a hot, almost naked guy with a lean muscular body rubbing his chest was something he really enjoyed. Shane looked up at Ric and their heads were only inches away. “God that is so sexy, Ric” he said as he looked straight into Ric’s eyes. Shane moved forward and their lips touched and Shane started to kiss Ric. It wasn’t just a quick kiss, either. It went on for several seconds and then Shane put his hand on the back of Ric’s head and started kissing more passionately. Ric pushed his tongue to Shane’s lips and felt them part. His tongue met Shane’s and darted back and forth across his tongue. Ric pushed Shane on to his back and climbed on top of him. He pinned Shane to the bed and rubbed his bare chest against the swimmer’s shaved chest as they kept kissing. Shane was moaning and Ric felt Shane’s cock pop free of the jockstrap. He let go of Shane’s hands and they groped each other. Shane’s hands started unbuttoning Ric’s jeans and tugged them down. He reached in and grabbed Ric’s hard cock and stroked it. Shane stopped kissing Ric and said “Holy fuck thats big” and rolled Ric over. Shane moved down Ric’s body, kissing each star on his tattoo, nibbling on each of his nipples and then licking down his treasure trail to his cock. He looked up at Ric, grinning and then started licking and sucking Ric’s cock. Ric moaned and felt his body shudder as Shane tried to deep throat his cock. Ric quickly figured out that Shane was no stranger to sucking cock and he had flashbacks to Dave and then his dad sucking his cock. He thought Dave was the best but Shane was a close second. He felt his cock start to leak it’s toxic precum into Shane’s mouth and Ric knew he had a decision to make - stealth him or tell him. He put it off as long as possible and took advantage of Shane’s cocksucking skills. Shane looked up at him again, this time his eyes were pleading for Ric to fuck him. “Shane, I don’t have any condoms. I didn’t expect us to do anything like this” Ric said. “I know, but I find you too hot to resist. Fuck me bare. I need your cock inside me” pleaded Shane. “I can’t, Shane” “Why? I need it and can see you want it too. Please fuck me. I won’t tell anyone, I promise” begged Shane and Ric could sense the urgency in his voice. “I don’t want to hurt you and if I fuck you bare, I will” Ric said and Shane replied “I’ve taken cocks bigger than yours, I know you won’t hurt me.” Ric panicked. He didn’t want to tell Shane he was poz but there didn’t seem to be an alternative. “Shane, its not the size, its whats in my balls. I have HIV. If I fuck you, I will infect you.” “Fuck, the rumor I heard is true. Thats why you were out sick. Fuck! Now I really need you to fuck me. Please Ric, fuck me and give me your poz cum. I NEED IT!” Shane pleaded with Ric. That wasn’t the response Ric expected and he felt his cock swell even bigger. Ric went into total top mode, getting up and shoving Shane on his back, with his legs raised up. He pushed Shane back further on to his shoulders and started to rim his hairless hole. Ric thought Shane looked so hot with his cock poking out the top of his jockstrap and his muscled butt framed by the straps. His tongue dug into Shane’s hole and he got it slick. He wanted to get his cock deep inside Shane quickly before he had time to change his mind. He climbed up and rubbed his cock along the crack and saw the tip of his cock head peering out from the foreskin. He pulled the foreskin back and covered Shane’s hole with precum and then aimed his rock hard cock into the swimmer’s neg hole. He saw Shane winking his hole and timed his thrust to easily penetrate the starving pussy. He kept pushing his cock deeper, never stopping, until his full length was inside. He looked at Shane’s eyes and he saw lust combined with panic and uncertainty. He pulled back slowly until just the tip was inside and he then drove back in. “You like that poz cock inside you, Shane? Do you feel the toxic precum coat your guts trying to find a way to infect you? Do you want me to poz you up?” asked Ric. “Oh fuck yeah, it feels great inside me. Fuck me hard and make me yours. Knock me up!” begged Shane. Ric started slamming his cock into Shane’s greedy hole. Ric was sure that lots of other swimmers had fucked Shane and maybe their coaches too in the past few years. He was going to do his best to charge Shane up and then let him pass on his bug. He didn’t realize how hard he was fucking until he saw how high the two were bouncing on the bed. Shane was yelling “oh my god” over and over as Ric pummeled Shane’s hole. He pulled all the way out and shoved back in, briefly seeing Shane’s stretched out hole. He gave three fast, hard thrusts and then felt his balls shoot their toxic load into Shane’s cumhole. Ric stayed there, looking at Shane’s face as his cock throbbed inside his cunt. A large grin covered Shane’s face and he said “Fuck dude that was so fucking amazing. I’ve wanted to take a poz load for a while, but to get it from a hot guy like you made it even better.” Ric liked hearing Shane’s complement, but he wasn’t done yet. He wasn’t sure how many guys he would find that were willing to take his charged seed, so he was going to take full advantage of it. He pulled his cock out and pulled Shane to the edge of the bed, turning him over. With Shane bent over the edge of the bed, Ric took a look at his cute ass begging to be fucked again and some of his pearly white cum dripping down Shane’s leg. Ric forced three fingers into Shane’s still tight hole and twisted them around roughly, digging his fingernails into the walls of Shane’s cunt. Shane yelled out “Ow” and Ric leaned forward, pushing Shane’s face into the bed. “Be quiet, I’m just making it easier to charge that ass up. If you want poz cum in you, then you better be ready to be poz yourself.” He stabbed his fingers in a few more times and pulled them out, quickly shoving his cock back in. Shane moaned as he felt the hard shaft start to fuck him again. Ric fucked back into the cum filled hole. He knew Shane had a lot more experience with gay sex than him, but he tried to remember everything that Dave had done with him. He fucked hard and fast and then slow and deliberate. He would dig his cock in at different angles and listen to Shane groan. He started to pull out and ram back in. He looked down as he pulled out and saw a few red streaks on his cock and the frothy cum surrounding Shane’s hole had a pink tint to it. He had been working on round two for over thirty minutes and he could tell Shane was getting sore. “Oh fuck, I can’t take much more” Shane gasped as Ric changed back to hard strokes. Ric reached around with both hands and pinched Shane’s nipples and felt him squeeze his cock tight. He leaned closer as he pounded and whispered in Shane’s ear “I hope you’re not just a bottom and you’re going to share your seed with lots of guys once you’re poz.” “Oh god… yeah I am” Shane moaned and Ric felt his balls tingle. He tortured Shane’s nipples, squeezing and twisting them to get Shane to milk his cock. He twisted both at once and felt Shane clamp down hard on his cock as it was ramming in. Ric’s balls didn’t hold back any longer and he started shooting more poisonous cum into the jock’s wrecked hole. Ric held his cock inside Shane for a while and when his cock softened he pulled out, pushing as much cum back in as he could. Shane crawled up on the bed and rolled over. He motioned Ric to join him and the two made out for several minutes before Shane asked “Did you do it?” “You got two huge loads in you dude” Ric naively answered. “No, am I poz now?” Shane asked. “I don’t know. it took a few weeks before I got sick and that’s when my friend told me I was poz. I waited after I got better to get tested.” “Oh ok. I hope we can fuck more. You really know how to fuck. At first, I thought you might even be a virgin.” Shane said with a chuckle. “So, did you really want to know about the tats or was it just an excuse to fuck?” asked Ric. “I only wanted to find out about getting my tattoo. But you were so hot and you didn’t seem to mind me touching you, so I decided to see if you wanted to do more” explained Shane. “You said there were rumors that I was poz?” asked Ric. “More like gossip. A couple people started saying you were gay when you changed how you looked. Then when you got sick someone said that it was the flu that guys get when they get pozzed. I didn’t believe them since I know you don’t get pozzed right away from having sex with another guy or I would have been pozzed a hundred times over already.” Shane said, snickering. “Who?” asked Ric who was a little pissed off that people were talking about him behind his back. “I don’t know who it was, I just overheard it.” Shane said and then tried to change the conversation and asked “How much did it hurt to get your tattoo? Can you give me your phone or email so I can send you the pics to ask your tattoo guy how much?” “Sure. I’m going to go up there next week. I just need to find an excuse to use the car so my mom doesn’t suspect anything. It depends on where you get the tattoo. Some parts of your skin are more sensitive than others. Sometimes its just a weird sensation, sometimes it hurts a little and sometimes a lot” Ric said. “If you go one of the days I’m not training, I’d like to go with you. I can even drive” Shane said. “That might work out. Which days? Then you could see my next tattoo get done. It’s small but I think it will look really hot.” Ric said as he looked over and saw the time on the alarm clock and asked “Is that time right?” “Oh shit, yeah it is. I didn’t realize you fucked me that long. Uh, I have Tuesdays and Thursdays off from swim practice” Shane said. “Yeah, it takes me a while to shoot my second load. I wasn’t complaining, your ass felt so fuckin’ good. I gotta get home though” Ric said as he started to put his clothes back on. “And I gotta clean up cuz my parents will be home soon. Don’t leave just yet, I want to rinse off” said Shane as he ran next door to bathroom. A minute later he was back. “Dude, you still smell like my cum” Ric told him as he started to walk towards the front door. “See you at school tomorrow?” he asked as he turned back to look at Shane. Shane leaned in and kissed Ric. “Sure thing, stud. Thanks for this afternoon, I hope we can do it again… many times” said Shane as Ric headed home.

Bi Bottom Turned Part 2 Mike could hear sounds that seemed very very far away. Everything was pretty dark and really loud. Music, playing really loud. He tried to move but couldn't and his legs felt very heavy He had a mask on and when he tried to remove it he realized he couldn't move his right hand. Or his left hand. He tried to move his right leg and it was the same thing: he couldn't move it. He realized he was tied down. And then he remembered: his room, that guy Jerry, that bump of coke.....he had a flash of recognition: the fuckbench. He was strapped into the fuckbench. He started to squirm, to see if he could loosen the straps, get out of this and out of here. His mind was still thick but he was struggling best he could. All of sudden he felt hot breath on his ear and a voice say, "Ah, you are awake. And you know where you are, I imagine." Mike felt a hand feel the crack of his ass and work its way in right to his hole. "We are going to have fun tonight.". Mike asked whoever this was to untie him, let him get up. The only reply he got was a chuckle. He could hear someone rustling around, zips opening, something being torn open, and then he felt something tighten around his left bicep. He started to get really scared and began pleading to be untied. "Hey man, please untie me. My back is hurting, some sort of spasm, please." Again, Mike just got a chuckle as a response. He felt cool air and the music get louder and voices. Voices coming into the room and commenting on his ass. Hands were on his body. He felt several hands feel his hole and then all of a sudden there was a tongue right at his hole, poking inside. Mike gasped and froze. It felt damn good. But he started to panic again, cause he was completely out of control and who knows who these guys were? He heard one voice say, "Jerry, has he gotten to the point yet?" Jerry, that guy, he was in the room. Mike heard what he assumed was Jerry say, "He is about to, right now." Mike felt something wet and cold wipe the inside of his elbow. He started to flip out. "Please, please, don't do this. Please, just untie me and let me go. C'mon, please. Is that you, Jerry? Please, man, just let me go!" Mike felt a sharp prick. He felt a needle. A fucking needle. They were shooting him up with something. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, no please, no!" He heard several guys laughing this time. He felt the needle pull out, the tourniquet being untied, and then a wall hit him. He sucked in air and began to cough this weird cough. A few short coughs and then a moment of stillness. Then this overwhelming wave rolled over him and he was flying. His mind was narrowing down to nothing but how horny he was. His ears rang loudly and he thought he could feel a tongue at his hole. He felt both hyper-alert and all fogged up, like his brain wasn't functioning. And he was overwhelmed with lust. Just as he opened his mouth mid-moan, there was a cock at his mouth. He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out. He felt the cock slap against his tongue a few times and then very slowly start to slide inside his mouth. He was flying and cock never tasted or felt so good. It was like he wanted to choke on this cock, but he couldn't budge even if he wanted to cram this cock down his throat. He could hear these guys talking but he could barely understand what they were saying, but he could tell from words here and there, that they were praising him as a bottom, a fuckboy, and talking about using him. It made Mike even hornier to hear them talking about him like this. He couldn't believe it cause he would never usually find this kind of talk a turn-on, but now, now it was sending him reeling. The music seemed really loud and their voices sounded far away. And he was riding this wave of what he could only think of as horniness and this horniness overwhelmed him. And he could feel that tongue fucking his hole. And he loved it. He fucking loved it. And he just decided to lose himself in this feeling and go with it, all his inhibitions be damned. He moaned. And they heard it and began egging him on, urging him to show them what a cockwhore he was, what a cumpdump he is. That word, 'cumdump' made his hole twitch and the guy tonguefucking him noticed and told the others. "This cumdump's hole twitches at the very sound of that word." They all laughed. The guy tonguefucking Mike redoubled his efforts and before Mike could say anything about the condoms, about only getting fucked safe, there was a cock at his mouth, bumping up against his mouth. He opened his mouth and took that cock inside. And he fucking loved it. It started some steady strokes in and out of Mike's throat and he could take it like he had never been able to take it before. Mike felt hot breath on his ear. A voice said, "Hey, listen, can I put just the head of my cock inside bare?" Mike couldn't speak with this cock in his mouth and throat, stroking slowly in and out, so he sort of nodded as best he could to indicate "Yes". Yes, he replied. Yes, he wanted to feel a cock bare, inside his hole. Just for a few strokes, and no more, and as the cock pulled out of his mouth he said quickly, "Just a few strokes. Condoms are there, cause I only get fucked safe." Mike was uneasy when this drew more laughter, but he settled right back into sucking this hidden cock right in front of his mouth. Mike felt his ass cheeks being pried apart and then something hard being inserted into his hole. He started to turn away from the cock in his mouth, but before he could, this cock was slowly but steadily sunk deep into his throat and he couldn't make a sound and he couldn't budge. He couldn't believe it, he was deepthroating what seemed like a good size cock. All of sudden he felt liquid inside of him and that hard thing being removed from his hole. Mike was starting to almost black out again. Not like he was unconscious but like he was having an out of body experience. He felt something tied around his arm again, but this time he relaxed cause he knew there was nothing he could do about it and he was enjoying the high whatever it was they were giving him. Probably meth, he figured. This was slamming, he realized. He'd seen clips of guys shooting up meth. And smoking it. He found it intriguing. And now, right now, he found it fucking amazing. Again, the same cold wetness on his inner arm. Then that prick, and that pause, then he heard someone say, "Jerry, how much did you give him?" Jerry said, "3.5". There were hoots and whistles, then the tourniquet was removed, and this time Mike felt like he was riding a tidal wave....