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I laid there glowing and my ass feeling empty. He took off the condom placed in a trash can near the massage table. I couldn't stop staring at his cock. He moved closer to my face and grabbed the back of my head very gently and pushed it towards his cock. Up until this point i have never sucked off another guy before. I had only had sex with women and watched some gay porn. I opened my mouth and took his head in and licked it and sucked it. He still had lots of cum on his cock and it was still oozing out. It tasted better than i thought and had that viscous creamy texture. I started to suck more and licked up and down his shaft. My teeth scraped him and he said to be careful. I nodded but kept sucking and licking him wanting more of his cum. He put his head back and moaned and grabbed my head more forcefully trying to push his cock deeper in my mouth. I gagged as i had never had anything like this in my mouth before let alone this size. He pulled back giving me time to regroup but i wanted to suck his cock. I leaned in and sucked it like i needed it and wanted to coaxed and suck as much cum that was left in his cock out. I saw his expression of pleasure and moaning as i sucked it and he was clearly enjoying it and i realized i enjoyed pleasing him. Then i felt his fingers on my ass entering my hole. He teased my hole rubbing the outside and using his fingernail to drive me crazy. I pushed my ass back down on his finger and it slipped in. He then stuck in 1, 2 then 3 fingers swirling them in me and massaging my prostate which drove me crazy he started to used his fingers to fuck me. I moaned and went on sucking his thick tool determined to eat his cum. This went on for about 10 minutes sucking his cock and balls and then he shot a huge load in my mouth. He started to tense up and i he held my head and pushed into my mouth and throat holding it there while gagged and i pulled back a little and about 5 spurts came out and swallowed the first but kept the rest in my mouth cause i really wanted to taste him. I went back down on him as far as i could sucking on him. i swirled his cream in my mouth, reveled in the feel and taste and looked up at him and swallowed it. He kept on playing my hole working it and then he grabbed my cock and went down on me. OHHHH, i said in a loud moan. At that moment he then stuck a fourth finger in my hole. I yelled, OOOOOOWWWWW. It hurt like hell to have his fourth finger in me but he started to do that twirling motion and massaging my prostate and the pain suddenly turned into immense pleasure. I couldn't last long like this, his hot mouth on my cock and his hand in my man pussy making me feel things i have never felt before. Then his left hand went to my nipples and that was it, i let out a loud groan and shot load after load into his mouth. He swallowed my load and kept sucking on me. He kept up working my hole and nipples sending me into an overboard ecstasy of pleasure. I stopped sucking him and just laid letting him work me over. I pushed his mouth off of me as my head was super sensitive. He took that as a sign to stop all playing and stop working my hole but i pushed down on his hand. He smiled and started again working it slowly. I just laid there moaning in pleasure. After a few minutes he finally pulled out his hand sucked his fingers clean then leaned down and gave me a passionate kiss stuck his tongue in my mouth, i opened up and accepted and kissed him back sucking and tasting his tongue. It was my first kiss with a man and it felt right. He pulled back and said, "That is how your pussy tastes.", I looked at him in his deep eyes and leaned in for another kiss and our tongues intertwined with each other playing a lovely dance and i sucked on his tongue to taste more of myself. "One day you will taste both of us together", he said. I didn't know what that mean but just smiled and enjoyed the moment. I went back down on him to suck out more as much as i could get. Finally he pushed back as his cock was so sensitive too. We were both spent.

------- Chapter 3.3 - Get Used To It ------- A few days later Ric sent a message to Taylor. "How's things? Haven't heard from u & hope ur ok. Did u get the lab results?" A few minutes later he got a reply. "OK I guess results on monday goin 2b crappy wkend." Ric replied "Why? Ur no diff than last weekend. Want to go back to baths?" "WTF? U nuts?" Taylor sent back seconds later. "U were poz last weekend and u still r. Have some fun and get ur mind off it. play safe if u want. take a few anon loads since it wont matter if they r poz or neg" Ric responded. "Maybe one of those dicks in your ass will be mine" Ric thought. He opened his phone up to a bareback site and checked out the guys that were looking to hookup. He found a bunch and some were ok with poz guys. He figured if he could get Taylor there, he could setup a few hookups for both of them. Twenty minutes later Taylor replied "U sure its ok?" "Of course. do anything u want. There's always guys begging for loads there so you can get used to giving it. What time do you want to meet there? Afternoon or night?" Ric replied, not sure if he would actually show or not. "Maybe afternoon. 3?" Taylor texted a minute later. Ric was surprised when Taylor was waiting for him at the same corner they'd met at on Wednesday. Taylor wore a pair of sweatpants and a baggy tee, not looking anywhere near as sexy as he had the other times they'd met. Even Wednesday evening he looked hotter for the test. "Mmmm, nice. Good to see you back so soon. How's your buddy doing?" the attendant asked. "Still pretty shocked. Hopefully he'll share his special seed" Ric said quietly with a smile. He slid both IDs in as well as his free entry card. The guy tapped away and pushed them back. "Congrats. No charge for you guys. Look for a chubby black guy. He wanted something toxic" the attendant said, pointing around the corner for the towels. As they undressed in the locker room Taylor asked "What did the guy say?" "There's someone looking for some poz loads. A chubby black guy. Might be good for you to fuck him, but he's mine first... Uh, here. Put these on your wrists, one each side" Ric said as he passed Taylor a pair of green silicone wristbands. "What are these for?" Taylor asked. Ric grinned. "I told a few people to look for a newly poz guy with green wristbands this afternoon. Sorry, those were the only color I could find" he said as he closed the lock on their locker. Ric tossed his towel over his shoulder and walked into the open area with Taylor close behind. "You serious? You set me up?" Taylor asked. Ric stopped and turned to Taylor, staring at him. "You need to get used to being poz. It's not going to change. There's plenty of guys that want those loads, Taylor. Be a generous guy and share" Ric said as he turned and went in search of a black guy with several extra pounds. Taylor kept following Ric until some guy came up to him and said "Hey dude. Just got the news? You gonna be popular around here." The stranger put an arm around Taylor's shoulder and guided him into a private room. Ric chuckled and kept walking. "Less than thirty seconds, better than I hoped!" he said to himself. He found his prey at the glory holes and took his place on the upper level after stroking his cock to get it partially hard. The guy turned and walked over, looking up at Ric's cock and then his face. "Oh fuck. I don't know if I can take that" he said, wrapping his hand around the root of Ric's cock. The guy lapped over the shaft before pulling back the foreskin and wrapping his lips over the head. Slowly he worked his way down and had Ric moaning before too long. While he didn't try and get the thick shaft into his throat, Ric liked his technique and slowly started to rock his hips. Ric had his eyes closed and was wondering how to get his dick in the guy's ass when suddenly the guy stopped. Ric looked down and just after the hard shaft left his cocksucker's lips, Ric saw him staring at his biohazard tat. The guy glanced up and asked "You toxic dude?" "Yeah and I need a nice pussy to dump a load in. You game?" Ric asked and the guy nodded excitedly. "Follow me" Ric said, wandering down the hall until he spotted an empty room nearby. The guy had kept close behind him and once Ric looked inside to make sure no one was using it he pushed the guy in. "Bend over and show me that hole" Ric barked out. The guy bent over the bed and spread his legs. Ric knelt down and pried the cheeks apart, his fingers sinking into the warm, soft flesh. He pushed his face in and started to lick and nibble on the guy's ass and crack. His tongue dug in and he tasted the familiar taste of cum. Ric growled and began to suck some of the load out of the hole, savoring the warm liquid on his tongue and wondering how charged it was. He spent a few more minutes poking his tongue in before standing up. "Mmm, love fucking a slut's hole. That load got a bug in it?" Ric asked. "No, sir" the bottom replied. Ric laughed, snarling out "Well this one will." Ric felt strange being called "sir" since the guy was probably ten years older than him. He shrugged his shoulders and pressed his cock into the crevice, zeroing in on the wet hole. The guy shivered as Ric grasped his hips and pushed forward. The well used hole gave way and swallowed his shaft in. He heard the guy groan as he plowed deeper until his hips were pressed on the guy's meaty ass. Ric enjoyed feeling the cum filled hole around his cock. He knew he could plow this guy for a long time and that's what he started to do. Twenty minutes of varied pounding had forced most of the previous guy's neg load out, leaving a coating of cum on his pubes and a puddle on the floor. His thrusts started to get harder until he was bouncing off the guys ass and both of them were grunting loudly. "Want this charged load?" Ric growled as he started to gasp and slam in hard and fast. "Yes, sir. Knock your slut up" the guy cried out before Ric planted his cock in and felt the pulses shoot out his potent seed. The bottom yelled out "Oh god yeah!" as he felt the warm cum fill his guts. Ric grinned as his balls emptied, hoping that he'd be as toxic as Taylor was in a few weeks. He gave a few more thrusts before pulling his cock out slowly. Ric slapped each butt cheek, telling the bottom "Sweet hole, thanks." The bottom guy let out another moan followed by "Thank you sir." Ric smiled again and said "Hope it takes" as he turned and walked back into the hallway. There were two guys at the doorway who had been watching and both grinned at him. He wandered a while and found a few other guys to dip his cock into. They may have gotten some precum coating their chutes, but his balls still needed a while to refill. One last fuck with an older guy in the sling gave him a chance to drain his balls once more. The guy's short, gray hair continued into his trimmed beard and down over the hair on his chest. The guy was playing with his nipples and Ric liked his long, thin body. No mention had been made about status and he knew the guy had seen his tat, but willingly let Ric fuck him bare and dump a load into his talented ass. "Already poz or maybe on prep. Still, it felt good" Ric thought as he walked away. After wandering about ten more minutes, Ric found Taylor in the shower getting a blowjob under the spraying water. He stood under a shower nearby, letting the hot water cascade over his body and watched, noticing that Taylor was much more relaxed than earlier. A few minutes later Taylor pulled the guy's head tight against his short pubes and pumped a load down the guy's throat. After the cocksucker left, Taylor walked over to Ric and they shared the shower. He leaned in and kissed Ric, letting his tongue dance with Ric's for a few moments. "Thanks. I really needed that. You're right, I have to get used to it" Taylor said. Ric was happy to see the old Taylor back. They dried off and headed back to the locker room and dressed. Ric looked at the clock and said "Damn, almost three hours." Taylor laughed and said "Time flies when you're having fun." They walked out of the bathhouse, Ric giving a thumbs up to the attendant. The two of them headed back towards campus and while they walked Taylor said "I was planning on just sucking or maybe get fucked if I felt ok. I ended up breeding two guys and then fed my last one to that guy in the showers. My balls must have been really full. All three looked for the wristbands, so I guess I need to thank you for that, too. I hope they're ok, I never got to ask them if they were poz too." Ric laughed, thinking to himself "Nope, all neg." At first, he wasn't going to tell Taylor that, but changed his mind and told him to see what his reaction would be. Taylor looked at him and grinned. They made it another block away from the bathhouse and Ric casually said to Taylor "You should probably be fucking Peter. It's not like you can poz him again and you just saw how sex can help your attitude." "I don't know... he's still pretty pissed at me. Is the rush fucking another poz guy as good as it was with the neg guys I just bred?" Ric chuckled again, wondering if Taylor really enjoyed gifting the guys earlier. "It depends. What turned you on back there? Realizing that you can still have a good sex life being poz or knowing you could be charging them up?" Ric asked. Taylor stopped and turned to Ric, looking embarrassed. "Uh... both. It felt good knowing guys would still want to fuck knowing I was poz. But when the guy begged for my viral load... I couldn't believe how good it felt to know I was filling him with poz cum" Taylor said. Ric smiled back at him before they continued to walk back to campus. "Taylor, you should change your appointment to Tuesday. When you talk to the doctor, tell them I suggested it. Unless Peter gets out of his funk, let him go on Monday."

Chapter 6 He pulled out and another guy stepped up to enjoy the Kid. He had a smaller cock and looked dirty, almost like a home less guy. He pumped for a few minutes. The Kid was saying “ Deeper, Deeper, Rape my ass” . With the kid talking like that he was going to really get it tonight. The guy shot pretty quick and left. After that guy left there were no more guys for the moment. I walked in and stared putting fingers up his ass. He took 2 with no problems, I added a third and he whimpered and I told him in my roughest voice “ Shut the Fuck up Pig “. Here we are, The kid has been at it less than an hour and has 3 loads,, been eaten and fingered. This looked to be a great night. I pulled my fingers out and pushed my cock in his ass, it was slimy still a little snug. I chuckled that it would not be that way in a little while. I pumped his ass to try to coat his fertile cunt with the cum. I didn’t cum yet. I wanted to hold off for a bit. I pulled out and walked away leaving the kid ass up moving it around like a itch in heat. Two guys passed me in the hall and went straight to the kids room. I stopped and watched and hoped they wouldn’t close the door. They said something to the kid and he stood up. One went to eating the kids ass while the other one sucked his cock. The kid was withering around and panting. I could see his face was beat read. A couple other guys watched the action. The Kid came with a loud moan and squeal. It had to have gotten everyone’s attention. I knew that if the kid did take the first bump he would be far from done. It had that special mix that had T, E and another substance that my friend used to keep hard even when doing Meth. The 2 guys helped him up and walked him down the hall to the showers. I followed to see what was going to be happening. They got the kid to kneel in the showerer and then the proceeds to piss on him and in his mouth, The kid was gone enough to pen and start drinking from the tap. The one that was eating his ass bent over an the other one pushed the Kids head between the cheeks of the other one. He gasped and said “ Damn! This kid really knows how to eat ass”. The guy spread his cheeks and the kid grabbed at his spread cheeks and tried to get deeper. This was incredibly hot to see. There was a crowd around. I went back to my room and got a spare key to his room. I went in to check under his mattress. I wanted to see what he had taken. There was one empty syringe and the other loaded. I knew that this one was a strong 30 and for a new user it would get him high enough to want to go to the basement. Texted him and said I would be over later and be sure to drink some water. I heard his phone ding in the locker. I heard his voice in an adjoining hall so I got out and closed his door and went to my room. He was getting closer and talking to someone. He said he was thirsty and would be out soon. He wanted to get the tase of the piss out of his mouth. I wondered if he had the taste of Ass also.

Part 37 - Christmas Eve In The Palace Jackson finished the briefing with the household staff, the memos along with protocol updates were sent around to all areas of the palace in preparation for today. The protocol update was in force as of midday and all those present nodded understanding as they left the meeting. Jackson had two more briefings to do for the afternoon and night shifts, he walked over to the board attaching the pictures of Princess Marie, the Duke of Victoria and the new one of Max next to Prince Alexander and other members of the royal family along with the respective protocol to be followed. Under the picture of Max it read 'Protocol Address Initial: Sir, Secondary: Sir. Protocol Formality Initial: Head bow/nod, Secondary: Head bow/nod to acknowledge'. Jackson smiled stepping back and looking at the addition, he had to admit that even he was unsure if Alex would ever have pulled this off. His eyes moved over to the picture of Alex that read underneath 'Protocol Address Initial: Your Royal Highness, Secondary: Your Highness. Protocol Formality Initial: Full bow/curtsy, Secondary: Full bow/curtsy. Valet: Artem. Protection Officer: Liam. Assistant: Artem'. He turned and walked back to his office, as most days go this was not ordinary since Jurgen announced his intention to retire in February, Jurgen held the post of Head of Royal Palace Horticulture and Grounds. He was certainly not looking forward to breaking this news to the king, if there was one thing the king enjoyed it was his walks and driving around with Jurgen discussing the grounds upkeep and the flower beds. Max laid in bed partially awake having finally got to sleep at 3am after he and Alex had finished what he could only describe as the most intense sex they had ever experienced. Alex cuddled up to him was still sleeping. It was Christmas Eve and the day he had intended on returning home, yet here he was having spent a second night in the palace with Alex. His mind wondering what he was going to do with his life now, if he was accepted by the crown that is. Max glanced over at the note instructing him to meet with governor premier of Monrovia in his mansion at 10.30am after which Liam would take him shopping quickly so he could get a few gifts. Max heard the now familiar clicking of the passage way door opening and Artem appearing with a tray just aft 9am. "Good morning your royal highness!" Artem said loudly to wake Alex up. Artem looked at Max "Good morning sir" he said bowing his head for the first time to Max. "Morning" Max replied oblivious to Artem bowing his head to him. "Wake up princess" Max said nudging Alex awake who kept slapping him to leave him alone. Alex mumbled "Don't you start calling me princess!" he said burying his head back in the pillow. Artem handed Max a coffee "You must be ready to leave at 10am sharp" he said. Max sat up "You know?" he asked glancing at the note. "Doh!" Artem replied chuckling, "Max I know everything that goes on in and around Alex's life". "Yeah I suppose" Max replied shaking Alex to wake up who slapped him again, "What do I wear?". Artem put a coffee on Alex's side of the bed then slapped his arse "Don't worry I will help". "Do that again and I will force you to have sex with me!" Alex said rolling over. Artem scoffed "I am way to hot for you to have" he replied starting to tidy up. "What is this all about Alex?" Max asked picking up the note. Alex sat up and yawned "Protocol, following the rules" he replied but looked unsure. Artem chuckled "He knows nothing Max I wouldn't ask him" he said as Alex poked his tongue out. "It will either be good or not so good news" Artem added folding up Max's clothes. "Oh!" Max said looking at the note, "Basically a yes or no to be with Alex?" he asked. Artem nodded then sat on the bed "Look if you go alone it is a thumbs down" he said quietly. "Well Liam is coming and taking me shopping after" Max said looking a little scared. "No" Artem said, "If there is a footman and 2 protection officers then it is a good sign". "Artem!" Alex said leaning up in bed, "Are you divulging protocol secrets?" he asked smiling. "What is it with you lot and secrets?" Max now asked trying to make a joke of the whole thing. Artem couldn't say too much and he already knew what the outcome was, it all sounded like a conspiracy to Max who decided not to dwell on it since Artem wouldn't say anything else. He left them telling Max he would be here at 9.30am to help him dress appropriately. His thoughts interrupted by Alex rubbing his cock along Max's leg. "Hungry Max?" Alex asked pressing it harder against his leg. Max rolled his eyes "Can you think of nothing else?" he asked looking down at Alex with a grin. Max pushed Alex on to his back "Want sausage for breakfast?" he asked slipping between his legs. Alex tried to push him off "Come on I was going to do you" he complained smiling up at him. "You haven't got time for that this morning!" Artem said coming back in to the bedroom. Alex giggled looking at the clock then up at Max "Lets do it in the shower" he suggested. "Eat then shower" Artem said handing him a bacon roll. Max chuckled "My favourite" he said ignoring Alex who sat up looking annoyed. "Bacon roll more important than me!" Alex said, "I am a fucking prince!" he laughed. Max looked at him "Act like one then!" he said grinning, "Princess" he added making Artem laugh. For the moment Max put the meeting out of his head and enjoyed these few minutes with Alex in bed eating breakfast since he was unsure. Inside he felt it was good by the way he danced with the queen and dowager queen the night before, but he just didn't know and it was making him a little anxious as well. Alex though didn't seem to bothered and carried on like normal. Max showered then walked in to the dressing room to find Artem already there sorting out a shirt and trousers for him then going through Alex's row of ties to find a suitable one that didn't have the royal coat of arms on. The time had passed so quickly and it was already 10am when Artem finished adjusting the suit jacket that Alden had leant Max since they were almost identical in build. Artem stepped back and nodded "Good" he said with Alex sat there in his bath robe. Max looked at him in the mirror "Is there anything I need to know?" he asked. Alex grinned "No, answer the questions directly that is all" he replied standing up. "It is time" Artem said nodding at Alex. Alex walked over and kissed Max "Relax and be yourself Max" he said confidently. Max nodded looking a little scared "Easy for you to say" he said nervously. They walked with Max towards the double doors when he realised he had no idea where he was suppose to go. Nick arrived just as Liam came out of his rooms and they shook hands then stopped noticing Tom was present before they saw the gold band on his cuff and went over to congratulate him. Artem opened both doors and Max saw the footman first 'Good morning sir' he said, Max looked a little perplexed at first then smiled seeing Tom standing there 'Good morning sir' Tom said as Artem pushed Max lightly to leave. He felt a massive relief noticing Liam and Nick was also accompanying him. Liam stood in front of Max "Good morning" he said smiling at Max. Nick stepped up "Good morning Max, all set" he said taking the opposite side of Max. "We will be your protection officers this morning" Liam said now they both flanked him. Nick smiled and glanced at Max "Relax!" he said quietly. He turned to look at Alex who was smiling happily as he was marched off, it was the strangest feeling running through Max being accompanied like this, a protection officer either side of him and two footmen walking in front. Max was trying to take it all in as they walked through the royal residences then out in the official palace areas some he had not seen so far, they walked towards the palace front doors, no secret passage way this time. Passing into the entrance reception hall that was large and clearly built to impress visitors with elaborate décor that told you immediately this was a palace. Reaching the front doors the footmen opened the doors where two sovereign guards stood, dressed red tunic with silver lace strappings and buttons, three silver bands adorned the cuffs, black trousers with swords held in a white leather scabbard and a red hat adorned with one silver band and the royal crest. One stood each side of the large double doors. Max glanced to his left to take in the sight of the sovereign guard noticing he even with the hat on he looked very attractive with subtle blue eyes. Cautiously the sovereign guard made eye contact and produced a tiny but noticeable smile almost putting him off following the footmen. Nick also glanced at the sovereign guard and nodded his head looking at him slightly longer than Max had done. Max followed the two footmen down the few steps who opened the car doors. It felt so bizarre for Max, everything seemed way off normal in his eyes and actually quite funny. That was until he saw the car and the royal crest on the side in gold the front of the car had two flags on the front that brought home the realness of his situation and his nerves kicked in again. Hannes and the other sovereign guard resumed their positions with only an hour to go on their shift at the front entrance. Some of the guards lived at home and others including Hannes resided in what was called Sovereign Row, a delightful group of ten modern sleek and normal sized houses that backed on to the palace to the far left as you looked towards the city. Each one had a garden at the back to afford some privacy in their down time whilst the front of the houses faced the palace, a small private road lead to the main gate for access in one direction and continuing in the other to the household entrance at the palace itself. Many of the people who lived in Sovereign Row tended to fend for themselves yet they remained entitled to dine and use the facilities within the palace. Hannes had been a sovereign guard for one year after completing military school and training. At 26 he was average age for the guards who worked at the palace and still junior since senior guards worked the gate house. Under his hat his light brown hair was short, a smattering of chest hair adorned his athletic physique that was kept in shape through his running and gym that he did usually around 6pm every day in the palace. For the most part life of a sovereign guard when off duty was quite lonely, it was almost like the household staff were too scared to talk to them. Even after he met the then footman Francis one night in a gay bar in the city, they had spent the night together in early summer last year. Since then nothing, Francis would acknowledge him but now he was a valet and dating the head of the royal household so he rarely saw him. Of course the news about Prince Alexander being gay and the arrival of his boyfriend at the palace was known to the guards, apart from that Hannes only knew of those four people in the palace who were gay. Hannes positioned himself with his back to the door watching the young man getting in to the royal car. It was Prince Alden's protection officer that Hannes had always found intriguing and quite sexy looking and that was were his eyes had moved focus to as he walked around the car. It was a morning full of weird feelings and somehow Max felt that this journey was the moment that would change the course of his life completely, it didn't go unnoticed by Nick who got in the other side whilst Liam sat beside Max. The footmen gently closed the doors and stood waiting until the car began to slowly drive away from the palace down the long road towards the gates. The gates opened and the sovereign gate guards stood to attention until the car passed through and joined the traffic on the boulevard. "Nervous?" Liam asked quietly. "I... I am not sure" Max said, "Something feels different, I can't put my finger on it" he nervously said. Liam glanced at Max and smiled "Wait until we return" he replied not giving anything away. Max felt more nervous now "Thanks, you are not helping" he replied biting his thumb. Nick sitting opposite smiled "Got your shopping list? he asked casually. "Well sort of, I have no idea who I should be buying for" Max admitted. "Don't worry the best store in the city is open until lunchtime it is on our route" Liam told him. Precisely on the dot they arrived at the governor premier's mansion, Liam was first out of the car and stood waiting for Nick to join him. Liam signalled with his hand for Max and as he stepped out, the doors to the mansion opened and the governor premier stood on the steps suited up accordingly. Max waited until Liam discreetly told him to go ahead. As he stepped forward Nick and Liam followed one step behind. Steven stepped down a few steps then addressed Max 'Good morning sir' he said warmly shaking his hand. Max returned the greeting remembering what Liam briefed him and was invited inside the governor's mansion. Max followed the governor premier in to the state formal lounge where he was invited to take a seat. He nervously watched as the governor spoke to Liam and Nick then closed them out of the meeting. Steven finally sat down "Finally I get to meet you properly having heard so much about you". "It appears I am known for some reason sir" Max replied and Steven laughed. "Right shall we get the formality side over with" Steven said opening a binder. Max sat forward "Do I get a training manual?" he asked making Steven laugh again. "Sort of" Steven replied smiling, "I will go over the official parts that you will need to agree". Max nodded "Have you been briefed on what to say and reply?" Steven asked and Max nodded again. Steven cleared his throat and started reading slowly "By order of His Majesty The King of Monrovia the Royal Chamber Council was called to discuss His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia and Duke of Montcalm and the requested union of a relationship with yourself. By agreement of his His Majesty The King of Monrovia and the members of said council to sanction His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia and Duke of Montcalm to enter in to a relationship with yourself on a formal basis. Declaring your intent to proceed is subject to unconditional agreement to the Crown Union and Warrant of the Monrovian Royalty Servitude. Do you Maximillian Westwood-Lymm enter this union willingly and therefore agree to be bound to them for life?". It was one thing having sex with Alex, that was the easy part. With everything that Steven had said in the first few sentences to him was a stark reminder that no matter what the destiny he would be bound for life not to talk about Alex or his family. Nervously he sat there with a dry mouth until Steven looked up at him. Max spoke clearly "I Maximillian Westwood-Lymm confirm willingness and to be bound for life". Steven made a note in the binder then continued "Subject to retaining discretion the Warrant of the Monrovian Royalty Servitude must be undertaken in order to protect the sovereign nation of Monrovia, His Royal Highness Prince Alexander and yourself, you are not permitted under royal protocol and decree 14.2.1 to divulge the nature or condition of any relationship to a royal individual nor any of the royal family of Monrovia. Decree 14.2.2 requires discretion and careful consideration to the use of social media platforms. Under no circumstances is it permitted to post anything related to members of the royal family unless implicit consent is obtained by the royal family member or palace PR. Any such posting must not reflect negatively on the royal family or Monrovia and its citizens". Steven looked up at Max, "Do you understand and agree to comply?" he asked formally. "Yes I do" Max replied trying to keep a straight face as it sounded like a marriage vow. Steven looked down and continued "As part of your integration to the royal family, His Majesty The King of Monrovia and the Royal Chamber Council are granting you diplomatic status affording you the rights associated therein. A new passport will be issued in three days under Monrovian nationality, you may retain dual nationality if so desired, however you are expected to travel on the Monrovian diplomatic passport as a Monrovian national when leaving and entering Monrovia. You will travel on the diplomatic passport when accompanying any member of the royal family". Steven looked up again at Max "Do you understand and agree to comply?" he asked. "Yes I understand and will comply" Max replied now wondering how much more there was. Steven turned the page "At the formal request of His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia and agreement by His Majesty The King of Monrovia you are to take up residence within the Balenciaga Palace within His Royal Highness Prince Alexander's private quarters. Subject to you both remaining in this relationship or by mutual agreement you may take up residence outside of the palace grounds. Should you wish to reside outside the palace grounds His Royal Highness is not permitted to reside outside for his protection and safety. As agreed with His Majesty and Head of the Royal Household you shall, whilst residing in the palace be offered lesser royal status and from hence forth be referred to as Sir and afforded the correct protocol and courtesy relevant to your new status. Should the relationship terminate so will the status and protocol rights." Steven took a breath and looked up at Max. "Do you understand the agree to the conditions of residing at the palace?" Steven asked. Max nodded "Yes I fully understand and agree" he replied trying to remember everything being said. "Want a drink before we continue?" Steven asked pouring himself a coffee. "Coffee would be great, thank you Steven" Max replied as Steven poured and handed him a cup. Steven took a sip then put his cup down "The relationship being entered will exist with a serving member of the royal family, to this extent you are being allocated a protection officer who will serve under Prince Alexander's protection officer until his training concludes. During this time the protection officer of His Royal Highness will be availed to you if needed. You are expected to travel with a protection officer unless exceptional circumstances require this not to be the case or travelling under the non diplomatic passport. The prince's private valet and assistant is at your disposal to assist in daily life. You are to act with dignity and respect and not bring disrepute to the Sovereign Nation of Monrovia or the crown befitting your integration to the royal family. You may engage in active employment subject to agreement by His Majesty The King of Monrovia and the approval by the Governor Premier, any form of employment will be assessed to deem if appropriate befitting your status. The current status afforded you does not provide annuity from the crown or government purse". Steven turned the page in the binder "Do you understand and agree?" he asked. "Yes" Max replied taking the opportunity to gulp down some coffee. "Condition of this relationship is being presented as the companion to His Royal Highness Prince Alexander in which you will be required to attend royal engagements, accompany on overseas royal visits. The condition also extends to other serving royals in their official capacity on engagements and public duties. This condition to become effective after the relationship becomes public domain knowledge and at the request of crown or government. Should this condition of duty be reached His Majesty The King of Monrovia may if appropriate request an annuity to be placed at your disposal. If approved the annuity will be reviewed and adjusted based on your active participation in royal life. The relationship does not allow for any instigation of claims on or against the crown or monarch in the event of terminating. If such eventuality happens the royal decrees 14.2.1 and 14.2.2 remain in place indefinitely and cannot be revoked, diplomatic status will be revoked and any annuity will cease". "Do you understand and agree to this?" Steven asked looking up at Max. Max nodded "I do and yes" he replied. "Nearly there Max" Steven said smiling, "Now the very important part so listen carefully". Steven turned the page and began "Subject to this relationship progressing to a stage of formalising the reigning monarch His Majesty The King of Monrovia is to be presented with the request to formalise the union by marriage. This in turn will be presented to the Royal Chamber Council for consideration by His Majesty The King of Monrovia and His Royal Highness Prince Alexander. Should the Royal Chamber Council and His Majesty approve the request you will be granted a status to be agreed by the Royal Chamber Council and His Majesty The King of Monrovia, Her Majesty The Queen of Monrovia and Her Majesty The Dowager Queen as the sovereign crown heads. This granted status will afford you all the appropriate rights of marrying a member of the royal family, this includes title, protocol, status and engagement within and for the royal family and as a servant of the Monrovian Sovereign Nation and under the Warrant of the Monrovian Royalty Servitude. As such you would be expected to follow the same guiding principals governing the royal family. You may be asked to refrain from active employment at the Governor Premier or His Majesties request in this eventuality. The request to formalise the union between His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia and yourself is to be presented within two calendar years of entering the approved relationship. If no request is received within the time frame the Royal Chamber Council will vote to revoke the status of the relationship and therefore rescinding any rights previously bestowed upon you. The same protocol applies to His Royal Highness Prince Alexander should the prince instigate the request to formalise the union". Steven closed the binder and looked at Max "Do you understand and agree to the demands laid out?". Max nodded "I fully understand what would happen and accept and agree" he replied. Steven picked up his cup and took a sip of coffee "Are you okay Max?" he asked. Max looked mildly bewildered "That is a lot to take in!". Steven chuckled "That is just the summary Max, here" he said handing the binder over to him. "Bedtime reading for me then!" Max responded thanking him for the binder. "I know it sounds a bit military and by the book, but that is royal life Max" Steven informed him. Max nodded "I have to marry him within two years or just request it?" he asked needing clarification. "Request within two years Max" Steven replied, "I hope we will not have to wait that long though". Max chuckled "If I had a crystal ball I could tell you" he replied. Steven sat back looking at Max "Make him happy Max that is all the king and I ask of you". Max nodded "I will" he replied, "I am scared as hell Steven, I will admit this all frightens me!". "I understand Max, between us, you do have our full support and help" Steven informed him. Max nodded again "Discretion is important Max, mostly as it will keep you both safe" Steven added. "Yes, you do not need to worry about that" Max said assuring the governor. Steven smiled "I know it is a big change moving here to Monrovia" he added. Max nodded "Yes it is. Assuming there are no objections I need to find work" he said. "We can sort that out after Christmas Max" Steven said, "There is a position available for you". "Oh!" Max asked sitting up, "Doing what?". Steven smiled "Your field of work actually. Curator of the Royal Art Collection". Max chuckled and shook his head "Did you just make that up!" he asked laughing. "Certainly not!" Steven replied laughing, "Seriously the position has been vacant for 2 years". "Right" Max said slowly thinking, "Is it enough to keep me busy?" he asked. Now Steven laughed "Of course, in the palace and the Monrovia Gallery of the Arts". Max nodded "It is not just public but also the private art collection" Steven added. "Wow! Thank you Steven" Max said genuinely then smiled, "Everything seems planned!" he laughed. Steven laughed "Well the Dowager Queen gave me a rattling on the phone this morning" he replied. "Right!" Max said smiling, "That is why she was keen to interrogate my art knowledge". Max chuckled away finding it all funny "We should conclude the formalities Max" Steven said. Steven stood "By Warrant of the Monrovian Royalty Servitude do you wish to proceed?" he asked officially. Max stood "Yes I wish His Royal Highness Prince Alexander and myself to proceed" he replied. "As of today you may enter formally in to a relationship with His Royal Highness Prince Alexander" Steven finished. It was only one sentence that he had to remember word for word, Liam had run over it over and over what to say if he was asked the question. Judging by the smile on the governor premier's face he had done it correctly. The private meeting only lasted thirty minutes. It was all very surreal for Max, the whole formality of it and the binder he was holding was striking a little fear in to him and was glad when the meeting was over. Steven accompanied Max to the front entrance "His highness and yourself must come to dinner". Max smiled "Yes I am sure Al... His Highness and I would enjoy that" he replied correcting himself. "Before his birthday party though!" Steven exclaimed. Max laughed "I guess it is going to be a big party" he remarked. Steven laughed "Oh Max! You have no idea how important this birthday is!" he replied smiling. "I am beginning to figure that out!" Max replied taking a big liking to the governor. "One more thing Max" Steven said stopping, "The king is expediting your integration to the family". Max looked a little confused "Sorry I don't get it" he replied. "He is anxious you feel comfortable. I think he understands what you mean to the prince" Steven said. Reaching the open doors Max turned to Steven "Is that it then we are allowed to date?" he asked. "Yes, it is now all official along with your status" Steven replied as they shook hands. Steven turned to face Max and bowed his head "Sir" he said and Max looked on confused. He thought it was a bit over the top but noticed the governor was serious "Thank you" he said. Max walked down the steps to the waiting royal car where Nick and Liam stood and wondered what all that was about with the governor bowing his head to him. He wasn't royalty so didn't understand why he did that. "Sir" Liam said stepping forward and bowing his head as Max looked on weirdly at him. Max noticed Nick trying to hold a straight face and stepped forward "Sir" he said bowing his head. The both stood waiting for Max to step in to the car then got in either side. Steven stood on the top step chuckling away shaking his head at the surprised look on Max's face. It was evident they need to keep a close eye on Max as he really had no clue what was about to happen to his life. Liam looked at him "You look confused Max, are you alright?" he asked. Max turned to him "Why did the governor and you both bow your heads?" he asked. "That is the new granted protocol for you" Liam replied, "Now the meeting is over it is official". "What protocol?" Max asked. Liam smiled "You will be addressed as Sir and afforded a bow of of the head" he said. "Why?" Max asked looking even more confused. "It is protocol Max, you are living in the palace with a royal" Nick replied joining in. "Until you marry Prince Alexander that is" Liam added making Max look even more confused now. "You will meet Franco later" Liam said checking his phone, "He is being briefed by Scott now". "Franco?" Max asked, "Who is he?". "He will be training with me as your protection officer" Liam said watching for his response. "Ah okay" Max said going quiet, "I remember the governor mentioning something about it". Liam chuckled "Franco is nice, a bit wild still but I think you will get on". Max looked at Liam "I guess that is it, the end of Max as I know him" he said. Liam smiled "Not at all, this is the beginning of Max, a new chapter and love in his life" he said. Max managed to smile "Is he really nice?" he asked, yet he was unsure why he even asked. Liam chuckled "You will find out soon enough!" he replied, "Right shopping, you have one hour". "Oh my god are you starting to be pushy with me?" Max asked grinning. Nick laughed "Welcome to royal life Max, tight schedules and limited time!" he added. Max smiled looking out the window "Years since I saw a white Christmas" as the car stopped. Max looked at the large department store that looked relatively quiet with a few people mingling around picking up last minute shopping. The appearance of the royal car was enough to stop pedestrians who all seem to get their phones out ready to capture the moment. Nick leaned over to Max telling him to act very casually as they won't know who you are just yet. Nick opened the car door and Max followed him out and waited for Liam, they acted like friends on a shopping trip and the crowd dispersed with some disappointment that no royalty was inside. With Liam and Nick's advice Max quickly picked up some gimmicky presents and reminding him not to buy presents for the royal household staff and security as this was all taken care of by the king and queen. Desperately he wanted to buy Alex something special and was finding it hard to resist but Liam was keeping him on track. They were back in the royal car and heading towards the palace within the hour. Reaching the gates Max watched as they rolled open and the sovereign gate guards stood to attention and with a marked difference they now bowed their heads as the car passed. It was the first time the guards had done that and the reality was really now sinking in fast for Max. There was part of him that was bricking it, another part was excited now he could officially be with Alex, the last side of him still found it embarrassing that people would have to bow their heads to him. The car pulled up to the steps of the palace main entrance where two footmen suddenly appeared rushing down to open the doors, Liam stepped out first and stood waiting for Max who exited and the footman bowed his head 'Sir, welcome back' he said. The other footman took the bags and binder and walked up to Max bowing his head 'Sir, welcome back, I will take these to the royal quarters' he said bowing his head again and leaving. Max was slowly seeing and understanding how things worked and he stood waiting for Nick to be at his other side before proceeding up the steps. The two sovereign guards stood to attention and bowed their heads as Max walked through the doors in to the palace entrance reception hall. The senior footman was walking from the private residence at the far end of the entrance reception hall towards him 'Sir' he said bowing his head, 'Their majesties and royal highnesses await your attendance for lunch. If you would be so kind and follow me'. He noticed Liam and Nick stood aside and Max walked following the footman to the end of the entrance reception hall then through the receiving room and finally in to the palaces private residencies, thankfully it was starting to look familiar. Max knew the difference between the formal and informal dining rooms, informal was were breakfast took place and formal was where lunch and dinner were served. The two footmen at the doors bowed their heads and opened both doors 'Mr Westwood-Lymm your majesties, your royal highnesses' one of them called out then stood aside for Max to enter. He looked at how the family were stood there mingling in no specific order and wondered if this was a test to see if he knew the rank and order of each member. He steered towards the king first and followed protocol, next the queen, dowager queen, crown prince, his man Alex, Princess Marie and finally her husband. "Max formerly and officially I can welcome you" the king said shaking his hand. "Welcome Max" the queen walked over and kissed him on both cheeks, "Right your seat for meals!". "Sorry?" Max asked looking at the queen guiding him over to the dining table. "This is your seat for meals Max, next to Alex" the queen said as the footmen appeared with lunch. "All the time?" Max asked needing confirmation and the queen nodded. She looked over at the family "Sit, sit, sit everyone" she said very casually. "Protocol is observed when entering and leaving the room" the king said to Max taking his seat. Max nodded "Right, so do I still call you your majesty after?" he asked. "No, after you observe initial protocol just be normal only when with family and in private" the king replied. Max nodded realising this was now his extended family "If guests are here then full protocol is observed" the king added. Max smiled "That one is easier to remember" he replied. "And you may refer to Prince Alexander as Alex in front of us now" the queen chipped in. Soup and bread was on the lunch menu today when Max found out about the Christmas party this afternoon that they all attended from 3pm until late. It was very clear and evident that the king and queen were treating Max quite differently now and talking to him as they would with their sons. With lunch over Alex took Max in to the formal lounge that was becoming Max's favourite room in the entire palace, with the large expansive windows overlooking the palace gardens blanketed by snow it afforded one of the best views. Max sat on the red velvet cushioned bench by one of the windows looking out and smiling at the snow falling lightly. Alex sat behind Max with his his legs and arms around him and his head resting on Max's shoulder. "Do we need to dress up for the party?" Max asked. "Shirt and trousers" Alex mumbled in to Max's neck, "We are official now" he said softly. Max nodded "We are and the governor is lining me up for a job" he said stroking Alex's head gently. Alex kissed his neck "Are you happy you came?" he asked as the king walked in and stood watching. Max moved his head and kissed Alex "Yes" he said, "It will take some getting use to" he added. Alex kissed him softly "I love you so much Alex" Max said almost choking up. Alex wiped the tear from Max's cheek "I love you Max, you are my prince" he said kissing him again. Watching them together oblivious to him standing there melted his heart. He always hoped his son would find love, what he saw was a strong deep hearted moment between them. There was a love there that even he couldn't figure out, yet it radiated from them and was so clearly written on their faces. If there was two people where destiny or fate played a part it was there in front of his eyes. The king walked over and sat besides them making them both jump slightly. "As you were" the king said smiling, "We are very happy for you both" he said sincerely. Alex looked at his father "Thank you for accepting Max in to our lives" he said. The king nodded "I only understood how much this meant when I came to you in London" he admitted. Max looked down "I am sorry about that, I was still in shock and unable to think straight". "If you hadn't Max I would never have known how much you meant to my son" the king replied. Alex smiled "How did you do it so quickly?" he asked, "I mean Elethera took weeks to get approval". The king shrugged "I am the king" he replied then smiled, "They do what I require". Max chuckled "Do they get locked up in the dungeons if they don't?" he asked. "Nothing as barbaric as that Max" the king replied laughing, "I may have their heads chopped off, it is much quicker!". "Now I am not so sure about being in this family!" Max remarked trying to keep a straight face. "Elethera was a different matter Alex. I was unsure about her" his father said answering him. "You were?" Alex replied, "Mother didn't like her one bit, neither did granny" he added. The king laughed "Well it didn't help matters when you called her a crown grabbing wh....". Alex interrupted him "I never did! Well maybe I did after dinner and too much wine!" he chuckled. The king smiled "You were right though Alex, you saw right through her from the start". The king stood "One day Alex you might understand why" he said looking down at them both. Alex looked up at him "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked confused by the comment. "You have something that makes you an exceptional judge of character" his father said. "He must be good if he fell in love with me" Max added smugly then laughed as Alex punched him. "Well Max I hope you are ready, Christmas really begins in one hour!". By the time Alex and Max arrived at the ballroom just after 3pm the party was in full swing. Alden and Francis were doing children's games in one corner of room. The king, queen and dowager queen were manning the bar pouring drinks for the adults. Princess Marie and her husband were doing charades with most of the adults. Other were either sat down chatting or mingling around the room watching. Marty came up behind Max with Josh in tow. "Josh!" Alex said in surprise hugging him, "You here as Marty's partner then?" he asked. Josh nodded still feeling a bit embarrassed about the whole thing "Yes, still weird though!". "Come on guys you have to see this!" Marty said grabbing Max and dragging him over to crowd. Alex laughed knowing what was going on in this part of the ballroom. The protection officers did this every year with some of the older kids giving them lessons in protection and also play wrestling with the older teenagers. Max was loving the whole party atmosphere, when Liam spotted Max he dragged him on to the mats challenging him to fight for his honour, suddenly Marty appeared standing by Max then Josh and Alex. Nick waded in and stood by Liam then their boss Scott appeared ready to do battle, not wanting to miss out Alden suddenly appeared next to Josh after taking his shirt off. This caused Josh to look at his body and giggle, Alden raised an eyebrow looking at Josh 'You are fit!' he said to Alden who winked and smiled at him. The king rushed over and stood in the middle halting it so he could take bets on who would win. Liam seeing Alden shirtless took his shirt off handing it to Polly who all of a sudden became a clothes horse as everyone did the same. Nick stood there staring Alex out and deliberately flexing his muscles making the prince laugh, more so as he saw the looks Nick was also giving Tom who stood there having been pulled in by Jackson. Suddenly Liam beckoned a dark haired young man over who took off his shirt to reveal a smooth very toned muscular body. He made eye contact with Max and smirked making the I am watching you with his fingers move. Max suddenly realised this must be the protection officer Franco that Liam told him about and dam he was hot looking just like Liam. Alex even stood staring slightly open mouth before realising where he was. It then dawned on Max that both Liam and Franco were staring at him and he knew immediately he was going down!. Jackson decided that the competition was unfair and called on several of the footman along with himself to be on the royal side. In that moment a new tradition was born in the palace as the fit muscular bodies of protection officers flew across the mats attacking the royals and household staff. Screams of laughter and giggling brought even more of the household over to watch. The king adjudicating called the losers off one by one, the royals and household numbers diminishing quickly until they changed tack ganging up on one protection officer at a time pinning him down until it was Jackson and Max left against Franco and Nick. Liam had been the first one they all set calling him pretty boy as they pinned a laughing Liam down on the mat. Jackson gave a good show with Nick but he won easily leaving just Franco, Nick and Max on the mat. The shouts for Max cheering him on but he knew there was no chance of winning as the two protection officers quickly ganged up on him. Nick grabbing his legs and Franco took his arms holding a laughing Max in the air as they paraded him around the mat. Desperately he was fighting off the tingling in his groin, the last thing he need was to get an erection in front of the royal family. 'Call it!' Nick was calling to the king who was having way too much fun loosing track of what he as suppose to be doing. Max was lowered on to the mat and pinned by both of them on the floor so quickly, he could only giggle loosing the match to boos from the spectators. Alex was sat on the floor leaning against the wall in fits of laughter with Josh. Marty stood there shaking his head disapprovingly of Max but grinning at the same time. Franco and Nick were hoisted in the air by the protection officers as they triumphantly marched around the ballroom celebrating their win. Franco walked over and helped Max to his feet. "You need to focus!" Franco said laughing, "I'm Franco. Hopefully I will be looking after you". "Max" Max replied shaking his hand, "Be nice to me I am new to this" he said. Franco chuckled "Yeah I know all all about you!" he said putting his arm around his shoulder. "Drink?" Max asked completely forgetting about Alex who was still sat on the floor. "Looks like someone stole your man" Josh said nodding over. Alex smiled "That's okay, he is to be Max's protection officer". Josh nodded "Nice, he has a body you want to lick and worship and your brother, well!" he said. "I heard that!" Marty said standing in front of Josh and Alex. Josh looked up and smiled "Stop being jealous and get us a drink!" he demanded. Marty smiled wandering off "Are you staying with Marty for Christmas?" Alex asked. Josh smiled nervously "I am taking him to my parents Christmas day. Is it to early?" he asked. Alex shrugged "Like I said when you know, you know Josh" he replied. "It is so weird" Josh said shaking his head, "Finding him, and he is so into me!" he exclaimed. Alex smiled and his arm around Josh's shoulder "He is taking me to meet his family next week". "Wow! You are both really serious then?" Alex asked seeing they were both mad about each other. Max finally found his shirt and got dressed as things returned to some normality. Franco and Max chatted for ages then with Alex and Liam before the buffet dinner. More sedate games took place as the evening wore on, the king and queen handed out presents to the children. Apart from the elegant surroundings Max would never have guessed he was partying with a royal family, they were in essence a complete contrast in private and evidently the household staff were devoted and loved working for them being completely at ease with the lack of formality. By 10pm the party was over and everyone started dispersing their separate ways, Tom said good night to Alex and Max, he looked a little envious of Josh and Marty as they walked out holding hands. Tom slipped in to the almost deserted passage way behind the ballroom and tried to remember his way back towards his quarters. Having only two glasses of champagne the entire day he was still full of beans. It didn't help when he got railroaded in to the wrestling match where Nick came straight for him after knocking Alex out of the competition. He chuckled to himself quietly as he turned the corner thinking of Nick resulting in him getting a semi erection. "Lost boy?" came a voice behind him then a chuckle, Tom knew straight away who it was. Tom turned around "Stop calling me that! Do I look lost to you?" he asked leaning against the wall casually. Nick walked with deliberate slow steps towards Tom who noticed the top three buttons on his shirt undone, by the time he looked up Nick kissed him purposefully slipping him his tongue and pushing his body up against Tom. He could feel the stiff cock in his trousers pushing against his groin and when Nick pulled back from the kiss they looked each other in the eye. Silently Tom followed Nick up to his quarters. Nick closed the door after entering the bedroom and Tom slipped out of his shirt like magic and ran his hand seductively down his chest then in to his trousers and underwear, all the time he stared confidently at Nick who smiled wanting to applaud Tom for his erotic show. Nick stood there and slowly unbuttoning his shirt until it fell away from his body. They both watched each other dropping their trousers and underwear, by now they both stood there naked except for their socks and sporting erections that looked ready to duel each other. There was something that Nick did to Tom when in his presence that he was already feeling, slowly he climbed on to the bed and laid on his back. Nick climbed on the bed and pushed Tom's legs apart with some force slipping between them, he then appeared looming over Tom and looking down in to his eyes. At this point he made no effort to take the footman, instead he waited looking at him. Tom raised his hand and slipped it behind Nick's neck pulling his head down until he could lean up and kiss him. The force of the kiss pushed his head back on the bed and his other hand moved over Nick's back, letting his fingers dance a little over his back several times before gently scratching from the neck down to the crevice where his arse began. Nick made a noise half way between a moan and groan, his cock jumped as the action seemed to ignite every nerve ending in his body. Tom's other hand retained the firm grip around the neck forcing Nick to continue kissing him as now moved his other hand back up along his spine. Teasing Nick in to a delirious state, his cock glistening from precum secreting with Tom's actions. The game went on for a ages as they teased each other, both knew it was coming and sensing that it was going to be one hell of a rough ride when it did. Across the other side of the palace in the west wing and subdued lighting in the prince's bedroom he ran his hands down the light hair adorning the chest then up and down the tattooed shoulder and arm. Straddled across Max looking down Alex was so aroused he was having a hard time resisting from touching his cock.

Travelling with work yesterday as I got to the hotel I opened up Grindr. Before I even got out of the car a 30 year old white guy hit me up asking if I was looking. I said yes looking to get fucked anon ass up face down bareback. He sent me a dick pic and he was about 7 in. I sent two ass pics and he said he could be there in 10 minutes. I was ass up face down with blindfold on, door propped open I heard him enter the room and undress. He got on the bed behind me rubbing my ass then grab the bottle of lube and lubed up. He slid in slow but after a minute or two started picking up the pace pounding my ass. When I heard him start to breathe heavy after about 10 minutes I told him to breed my ass and within seconds he pushed in and held it as a started cumming deep. Just before the first guy got here a 22 year old white guy message asking if I was looking and sent a dick pic. He was about 7 in. I sent one ass pic and asked if he was into bareback and he said yes and could be there in 5 minutes. While getting fucked by the first guy I got a message said he was in the parking lot. As the first guy was walking out I messaged and told him the room number and he said he was on the way up. I can hear him unbuckle and unzip his pants as he told me to slide down to the edge of the bed. He lubed up slid in and after a minute or two started to pound me pretty good and within five minutes he said I'm ready to cum and I told him to breed that fuckhole. He unleashed a pretty good load inside me as I could feel him pumping several times inside. He pulled out zipped up and left. Few minutes later I got a message from a 35 yr old athletic black guy I've hooked up with several times. he's about 8 inches nice dick. Said he was leaving work and could head right over. Before he said he loves my ass and that there's chemistry even though he's only fucked me anonymous ass up face down. I've only seen a dick pic of him. He comes in on dresses and begins to rim my ass. After a few minutes he positions behind me lubes up and slides in. He fucks me for a good 10 minutes and then pushes in and holds it as he breeds my ass. After he leaves he messages back that he hasn't cum in days. After he leaves I looked to see if I can find a 4th load before going to dinner. About 30 minutes later he messages again saying he's leaving the grocery store and wondered if I wanted a second load. I said sure. He came back and fucked my ass for about 5 minutes and then loaded my ass a second time. Four loads in 1.5 hrs. Afterwards I showered and headed to dinner.

“I don’t fuck bare!” Although he claims to fuck bb on his profile. He refused to fuck me bare the first couple of times. Tall, built like a tank, football player from possibly UH (University of Hawaii). 6’4 240lb Bbc with an 8” cock. Last night he brought another top and asked if I had a condom. I told him I don’t use them so he’s just gotta go in raw. The other top was fucking my hole raw and he decided fuck it and went in raw. It was total bliss!! The fucked my hole till it was sloppy and stretched out. Tonight he came over again… I was about to call it a night but he convinced me to clean my pussy and get it ready. I thought he’ll go back to safe but spent 15 minutes trying to destroy my tiny Asian pussy. I was verbal and told him how much I like my hole stretched and gapping, with his cum dripping out… sent him overboard and cum in my ass. Several ropes of cum coating my now wrecked out Asian cunt. I think he totally wants to break me, the way his huge hand were pressed in my waist, I thought my back was gonna break from the pressure of him driving his tank body into my hole. But. I made him cum fast. Kinda always make them cum fast 😆

After my first experience with that massage therapist i went back several times. He expanded the massage sessions mainly to sensual massage and in some sessions came 2 times. But it was mainly around sensual touch and little playing with my hole. And after a while i wanted to explore anal massage. I looked in the local gay magazine and in the back there were massage ads along with escort ads. There was one who stood out. He did full body massage and he was pretty hot. I called him to set up an appointment for the following week. I arrived at his apartment at around 8p and went in. The massage table was in the middle of his living room. He asked if i need to use the bathroom before the massage and i said no. I took off my clothes and he stayed in the room watching me. I could feel his eyes on me. He was a stud. He was about 6ft and a slim but muscular build. I noticed he also had paintings of nude men on the wall. I got on the table and he started to put oil and massage me. His technique was good and his pressure was stronger than the other masseur. He started on my shoulders and worked down my back to my legs and feet then back up. While he was standing near the bottom of the table he started to massage my buttocks and give them a good therapeutic working over, then he would do a motion that would spread it and show my hole and he would breathe in. It felt good. He then took some oil and rubbed around my hole and on the hole very lightly almost teasing it. He then moved to where my head was and rubbed from my shoulders down. I could feel his bulge pushing up against my head. It felt thick and huge. He then reached and grabbed hold of my butt and massaged it hard and again separated my cheeks and teased my hole. He even poked a finger in a little and pulled my butt off a bit of the table. I groaned. He then went to the bottom of the table and climbed on the table. He pushed his knee right into my perineum area. I pushed back to make sure it was snug tight. He then proceeded to massage my back and then again work my butt and tease my hole. At that point i felt him lay down on me. I thought this was odd but I was excited. He lay on me and massaged the side of my body almost in a caressing way. I felt his bulge through his underwear. He then sat up and massaged me while kind of sitting on me in a way where his cock was touching my hand. I opened it more and he adjusted and landed it right in there. I grabbed it and started to massage his huge cock. He then started to massage my butt and balls and play with my hole. I was in heaven moaning so much. Abruptly he got off the table and I was like what the heck. Then I figured out was he was doing. He stripped naked. He climbed back on the table and lay on me but I felt his huge cock in between my cheeks. He again stroked my body. I couldn't help but when I felt his cock between my cheeks I spread my legs more on the table to give him more room. He took that as a sign to enter and started rubbing the head of his cock against my hole. I was so horny i pushed back. I wanted him but knew as I have never had a man fuck me there was no way I could take it. He was about 8" and thick. He then started to finger me and found out how tight i was and knew I couldn't take him without some prep. He then leaned in and started licking my hole. I never had that happen before but it felt good. I moaned and he leaned in and started eating me out. OMG my eyes rolled back into my head and i moaned really loud. He just held me there and ate me for what seemed like at least 10 minutes. Slowly he started fingering me between eating me and he finally got 3 fingers in me. He said he wanted to fuck me bad and I asked him if he had condoms. He said yes and got a condom and came back and put it on. He then put my legs on his shoulders and slowly stuck his cock in me. I winced as he was thick. He pushed in slowly but i groaned as it hurt like hell. He kept pushing until he was completely in me. He stopped and let me get used to his cock being in me. Slowly he moved in and out and short slow stokes. He looked into my eyes and saw it still hurt. He leaned in and started kissing me and told me to relax. Having been my first time it hurt and it was hard to relax. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply and tried to relax. Slowly the pain subsided and he hit a spot in me that felt amazing and also made me want to pee. My wincing and groans of pain started to turn to moans. I started to hear myself, uhh uhhh, sounding like some cheap whore. He knew he had me and started picking up his pace and did long strokes. My moans turned into loud gasps of pleasure and heard myself telling him to fuck me good. He fucked me hard for 10 minutes straight, I thought I was in heaven then suddenly a feeling i never felt before. My ass started to spasm and I came hard shooting 6 huge spurts on my chest and even one hitting my head. He moaned loud as my ass clamped on his huge cock and he shot into the condom. He kept fucking me grinding in me getting out the rest of his load and licked the cum off my chest. When he pulled out the condom it was filled with cum. I felt spent and my head was spinning. It was incredible.

Last night I had a surprise call from a fuck bud I haven’t seen in for very long time. His name is Al, 47 yr old muscular Turkish Cypriot married dad of 4. He’s a mechanic, 5’8”, shaved head, big guns & boulder shoulders covered in tattoos, big slightly hairy pecs, a bit of a belly which I find sexy and gorgeous hairy meaty arse, big hairy legs and a very very fat 7” cut cock. He called to see if I was free to fuck Thursday afternoon (today). I told him I was available for him anytime so we arranged for hm to be here for 1pm. He was so horny on the phone, he’d called me from inside the garden shed so he wouldn’t get overheard on the phone, he was so horny the conversation quickly turned into a horny as fuck phone wank. I was naked for him when he going here just before 1pm, I opened the door & as he walked up to the drive. I’d forgotten just how beefy & sexy he looked, my dick got rock hard! We got right down to some horny groping & kissing which led on to mutual cock sucking and deep riming till he decided to plunge his fat raw dick in my cunthole. His shaft is so fat it gave me serious ring sting trying too push it in till I started playing with my nipples & my cunthole opened up to let him in. He fucks hard and had me moaning & groaning from the start, raiding my hole in different positions for nearly an hour when had me on my back and bred his first load in me. He plugged my hole when he pulled his dick out and I started sucking him clean when he lay on the bed next to me. I clean his cock then sucked on his balls for a while then lifted his balls and started licking down towards his hairy hole. He held his legs back giving me access to his hairy hole again & I got down to some vigorous deep rimming, after about 5 minutes or so I came up for air. When he saw my dick was rock hard and pissing a river of precum he told me to fuck his arse! It was a very pleasant surprise that sent my levels of horniness up into orbit!! He was so tight I had to go slow to start so it wouldn’t hurt his so much but mostly so I wouldn’t shoot my load in the first few minutes. His hole felt fucking amazing & after starting on his back I pounded him hard from behind then got him on his side and fucked him hard and fast from behind till I blew my huge thick load of cum balls deep inside him. We carried on fucking & breeding each other till around 5:30pm cos he needed to be home before his wife or boys. He’d bred 3 big loads in me which were being held in me by my plug & I’d bred 4 heavy loads in him cumming in him twice in quick succession at the end!

Following on from my post on page 1127, thanks to those who shared feedback, I'm glad my posts are providing interest. the last post I wrote was in a holiday apartment literally an hour after the guy filling me with cum had left, i did state in that post that I had booked the apartment for 2 nights so thought I would share night 2. Monday 28th Feb I woke up late, around 11am and went for a jog, I wanted to clear my head from my nixed emotions of the night before, the huge cock guy had really hurt me when he used my ass, unloading a huge load into me, he had messaged me this morning asking for a repeat session and saying he had shared my details with the mate he mentioned, inkied that i was busy today, the truth was I wasn't keen to meet him again. As I jogged i decided to concentrate on sucking cocks today and give my ass a rest. I got back to the apartment about noon and checked my grinder app, I looked at it if thy guys inhad ignored last night asking for a bj meet, last night he had been a few kilometers away but right now he was just 600m, I sent him a reply telling him I was busy last night but i was free today, he replied almost immediately saying he was at work nearby and just about to go for lunch and perhaps he could come over now? I nweded a shower after my run so agreed he could come to the apartment 20 mins later. As I washed myself in the shower I slipped a finger inside my ass, it felt soft, still stretched a bit and a little tender, but surprisingly it felt good, it made me wonder about getting fucked again today, while I was lost in my thoughts my phone beeped, my 20 minutes was up and he was here, I told him I was just outta the shower and gave him the room number, quickly putting on some shorts, my body still a little wet as he walked in, he wasn't what I had expected, he was dressed very casual, late 30s and Cypriot looking, he commented on my lack of clothes and walked over to run but hands over my chest before telling me to get on my knees, he pulled his already hard cock out of his tracksuit bottoms and waved it in front of my face, I opened my mouth and moved forward, letting his shaft slide past my lips and towards the back of my mouth, taking it slowly I began to Bob my head up and down, he let's out a moan and shortly starts to thrust gently forward to meet my rhythm, his cock now firmly hitting the back of my throat making me gag, he asks if I like to swallow and i nixed agreement, he says i need to earn his cum first and helps me up, he walks to the sofa and makes himself comfortable, motioning for me to get back on my knees between his legs, he tells me to worship that dick, kiss it, lick his balls, make his shaft feel like it's the most important thing to me, he asks me to tell him what I like most about sucking him, i remove his glans from my mouth and look up at him. Telling him i love the feel of his soft mushroom head and his smooth shaft on my lips, he appreciates my compliment and leand forward pulling me back down onto him, this goes on for at least 20 minutes, him using my mouth to edge himself, pushing into my throat and then slowing down reminding me to love his penis, I'm enjoying the sensation and fact he's mostly gentle and taking his time, but also my mouth is starting to hurt just a little bit, I continue sucking him though and tell him I'm looking forward to tasting his cum, this inspires a change in him and he starts pumping my mouth again, he asks if I'm ready to receive his load and i let out an "mmmmmm" onto his cock as I suck, a few seconds later he unleashes a big sticky load, it floods my mouth up and I begin to swallow, I count about 5 big spurts and soon his semen leaks out of my mouth onto my bare chest, once he'd finished cumming he looks down at me, thanks me and starts to get his trousers back on, as per usual I'm not too keen on small talk so i let him dress and he says goodbye and leaves, i jump straight back in the shower to clean the bits of cum from my body. He has left now and yin total was there about 40 mins, it's nearly 1.30pm and i sit on the balcony with a vodka and chill, i get 1 more message from a guy looking to get sucked and invite him over, I'll not go indy details on here as it was a fairly bland meet, reasonably decent guy, decent cock and another mouth full of cum but nothing hugely exciting. I spent the afternoon wandering around some shops and visited a bar, around 5pm I got a message from a guy who says he's the mate of the beast from last night, i ignore him initially but as the evening goes on curiosity gets the better of me and i reply, he says in the area tonight and wants to fuck, he sends a couple of pics and i straight away notice that his cock is smaller than his mates from last night, I immediately feel a bit at ease and open to his suggestions, he tells me that he hasn't cum in a week and has heard i will let him unload in me, eventually I concede and agree to meet him, in ten him the apartment block name and he tells me that he will arrive at 8pm, so i head back to my apartment to get ready, 8pm comes, and goes, and i dont hear from him, eventually at about 9 he texts and says he's with the mate from last night and they both want to come, straight away I feel my heart beat race, i ignore the message for a bit while I consider my options, he texts a couple of times, his last message reads "were at a bar ten mins walk away, Jamie says Are you in the same room?" This puts me in a difficult position, i hadn't given this guy my actual room number, but obviously his mate (Jamie it turns out) was here last night and knows exactly where i am. I'm torn between 2 feelings now, part of me wants to block them both and hope they don't just turn up, but what if they do? I can't drive anywhere, I've drunk too much. The other thought in my head is much darker, it's the feeling of how horny I had been when I woke up a couple of hours after Jamie had fucked me, that slutty animal feeling that lead me to invite someone else over so soon after. Eventually I decide on being silly, Jamie was a hard fucker, but it wasn't close to rape, i never asked him to stop, he never actually hurt me, he was just nore dominant than I was used to. I message this guy back and confirm the meeting and they say that they're on their way Soon after the door is knocked, I open it and they walk in, Jamie looks exactly as he did last night, his tattood arms reach out to shake my hand as he walks in, he introduces his mate but doesn't actually tell me his name, his mate though is a little older than Jamie, I would guess 40 ish, he's toned but not huge, his shaved head and a bit if stubble make him look a little bit "Jack the lad" The mate excuses himself to the bathroom and Jamie takes me to one side, I'm surprised to hear him tell me that he sensed a fear in me last night and I needn't worry, his exact words are that he's not a monster except in bed and that I'm perfectly safe in their presence, my mood immediately changes as I realise I made a right decision with this meet, as his mate walks back indy the room Jamie raises his voice, "come on then, i told Darren here that you said you're a good sucker, i think it's time you show us" i look at them both and drop to my knees, in the living room floor, they both get their cocks out, I start by looking at Jamie's, it's just as big as last night and my ass twitches at the memory of last night's destruction of my ass, Darren's is smaller but still a good length, i switch between the 2 sucking and licking for around ten minutes, Jamie suggests we go back to the bedroom, he tells me that he doesn't suck cock but that Darren occasionally does and he wants to suck me, i dont usually like getting attention myself as when I cum I quickly lose interest but i reluctantly agree, pretty soon I find myself on all fours sucking Jamie, while Darren positions himself to get my cock into his mouth, to be fair it felt amazing and i wad unable to concentrate on Jamie's cock as i was too busy feeling Darren on mine. After a short while Jamie asks who I want to fuck me first, as Darren has the small cock i suggest him, Jamie laughs as if he knows exactly why I made that choice then nods to his mate saying "go on then". I chuck Darren some lube and grab my poppers and quickly take a hit, by now it's perhaps 10pm, about 24 hours since Jamie left me yesterday, and now here i am about to take a cock to open me up ready for Jamie again, Darren lubes my hole and his cock and starts to push in, my ass is still a bit stretched and after just a little push my ass allows Darren to enter, his bare shaft slides slowly up into my ass and he let's out a sigh of pleasure, Jamie makes a comment to the effect of "sorry he's not tight" and Darren laughs and says it's fine, he withdraws his cock before pushing back in, slowly getting into a rhythm of long slow thrusts into my guts, i have to say it feels good, the poppers always hace the aame effect on me and make me crave getting fucked, Jamie is sitting back watching his mates thrusts get faster and faster, soon he chines in, telling Darren he wants a go, Darren pulls out and Jamie tells me to get myself into the position I was in last night, i get off the bed and lean over the mattress, knees on the floor, i can't help but tense up as Jamie gets behind me and puts his cock at the entrance to my body, he pushes forward and my sphincter fights against him, "relax" he says "just let it happen" ibtake a big hit of my poppers as he pours more lube on and with a little extra force his head pops in, much like last night he leaves the head inside guys a few seconds gently rocking back and forth, i can feel him tensing his cock causing his giant mushroom head to expand inside me, he asks if I'm ready but I don't hear him so i say "what". He again repeats, are you READY? and i let out a quiet "yes" With that he drives forward, exactly like last night, his full body weight crashing into me as his huge 9 inches rams straight up me, "oooooh fuck" I cry out, as i immediately collapse forward causing his cock to fall out of me, he slaps my ass with frustration and pulls me up, laying me on my stomach across the bed and climbing on top, he lines up and shives his cock back into me, this time there's no where for me to go and he pins me to the bed while he fucks my ass prone bone, I remember the immense feeling of pressure as he bounced up and down, making me bounce in turn on the mattress, it's not just the pressure of his cock filling my ass, the pressure of his full body bouncing on me from behind makes it hard to breathe and i find myself breathing in and holding my breath as he pounds away. It doesn't hurt as much as last night, but it's definitely but comfortable, and laid like this nakes it hard to sniff my poppers, Darren conea around and pushes his cock into my mouth but its not really working, Jamie stops fucking me but leaves his cock up me, this allows me to suck Darren while janie keeps my ass full. Jamie tells me he's getting close, and resumes his deep hard pounding of my now completely stretched and abused ass, i feel his breathing get heavy on my neck and soon he cums, it's just life last night and a huge load is being shot deep up inside me, he shuddered with pleasure and twitched his cock inside me a bit before slowly pulling out, Darren conws across and tells me to get back where I started on all fours, he gets behind me and drives his cock straight into my cummy ass, he spends about 5 mins pumping me, over and over, he comments to Jamie how loose I feel and how wet my ass is with spunk, jamke encouraged him to add his own and a minute or so later he too erupts inside me, pump after pump of spunk fills me up and as he pulls out his dick it immediately starts to leak out of me. They both compose themselves and Darren asks about my cum, i say I'm not interested in cumming myself but he keabs forward and puts my cock in his mouth, jamke chastises him, calling him a dirty slag and saying I'm here fir their uae not the other way around, Darren ignored him though and sucks me more and very soon i fobd myself warning him that I'm going to cum, he stops sucking me abd wanks the cum from me, a huge fountain gies straight up before coming back dripping down my shaft onto my not w very empty balls. He scoops some up and fingers it inside my ass, Jamie still calling him an animal and a dirty fucker, obce most of my own spunk has been fingered into my ass Darren laughs to himself and gets up, jamie us already dressed now and tells Darren to get dressed, he shajes my hand and winks, "told ya you was safe pal" he says before saying goodbye, as a parting comment jamie offers he the role of his regular bottom, i tell him to keep in touch and see what we can organise, and they leave. I reflect on the day, 3 meets, 4 guys, 2 loads swallowed and 2 in my ass, its very rare you get a successful day but this was definitely one that reaffirmed my mind with this kind of fun. Sorry this was so long, again happy to hace feedback both publicly and via PM. And if course If anyone is coming to Cyprus soon get in touch!

Making of a Whore I am a 28 bi curious guy. I am 5'8, Caucasian with some Asian medium/thin build with a smooth body. I live in a big city on the west coast and have always been curious about having sex with men. My main way to explore is to book massage session with gay masseurs especially those who offer full body sensual massage. The first time i booked a massage it was about 6 years ago and it was from an ad i saw in a local street newspaper. It said M2M Hot Oil Massage. It sounded hot so i called and set up an appointment for 8pm. I go there and his apartment was dimly lit and he led me into the massage room that was nicely lit with candles. He has soothing music playing in the background. He was an older Caucasian man in his early 50's medium build and a bit on the feminine side. He had on a spandex brief. He told me he would step outside and to get on the table. I nervously took all my clothes and laid face down on the massage table. He came in and asked me if i had any areas of soreness or that i wanted him to focus on. I told him my lower back as i have an office job. He proceeded to put hot oil on my skin with his hands on my back. It felt good and so relaxing. He slowly worked on my shoulders and back. Then he got to my lower back and started down towards my buttocks. He massaged them and slowly worked my globes. He poured oil on my butt and in the crevice that led to my hole. I winced as it was hot but it also felt good. He used his fingers to rub between my cheeks and run over my hole and then to my balls. I was rock hard right now. He rubbed more oil on my legs and feet and ran his hands slowly and softly on the inside of my leg and slipped it under where my leg and butt meet. OMG it felt amazing. He expertly teased and rubbed my inner thigh making me breath hard and leak a lot of precum. He would continue his rubbing and touching and then focused on my hole and balls. He poured more hot oil on them and teased my hole and massaged my balls. Then he slipped his hand under my balls and grabbed my cock. I instantly lifted my waist off the table giving him more access to my cock. It was so hard and wet with precum and oil. He then would massage my cock and balls making me leak precum and I was on the verge. If you have never had anyone massage your cock and pull it all the way back towards your feet you are missing out. You can feel your cock being stretched when someone is pulling it back and thats just was he did. Pulling it back with one hand and letting it go and slap his other hand which teased the head of my cock. Over and over i was moaning so loudly. He could tell so he gently let go of my cock putting it on the table and pressing my back to go down on the table flat. He then proceeded to resume a regular therapeutic massage with intermittent sensual massage strokes by massing my inner thigh which drove me crazy and running his fingers over my whole. This would go on for the next 30 minutes massaging me and edging me. He had me finally flip over on my back and my cock stood up hard. He smiles and slowly oiled my chest stomach and legs. He massaged around my cock and once in a while he would run his fingers over it and brush it making me throb. He went back to my chest and went to my nipples and teased and circled them. I had ok nipples but they were small. He massaged around them and slowly teased them brushing up on them. Then he put hot oil on them and i let out a gasp as it was hot but it felt good at least my cock was saying so. He then took my nipples in his fingers and massaged and manipulated them in a way that felt like electricity going through my whole body. My cock was throbbing and leaking out precum constantly. He would also do this thing where he would push down and massage right around the nipple and then twist them which make me groan loudly in pleasure. He then slowly worked my legs and feet. Whenever he did therapeutic massage it made me relax more, calm down and not have a total hard on. After finishing my feet i almost dozed off and felt him work his way back up the inner part of my leg and then back up to my inner thigh, rubbing it that sensual say that made my cock get hard again. He then took my cock in his hand and slowly teased the head with his nails and tips of his fingers then wrapped his fingers strongly around my base and massaged it in a counter turning motion. At this point i was moaning loudly, it felt so good. As i got to the edge he would slow down and then just hold my cock in one hand but not massage it until my breathing calmed down but while my cock was still somewhat hard. His other hand would massage my check and stomach. When he started up again he would slowly massage and tease my cock, balls and nips bringing me back again. Each time my cock throbbed harder and seemed to leak more precum. On the third time he told me to relax and breath slowly. He started by slowly teasing and lightly touching my cock and massaging my groin area. He would then work his way up to my chest and tease and pull on my nipples. He did this for what seemed like 10 minutes keeping me on edge. My cock was hard and would throbbed when he pulled my nips or teased my cock. Then he told me to relax and just breathe slowly. I tried to focus and do that but I was so horny it was difficult. He then held my cock in his hands and lightly and very very slowly massaged it. My breathing started to get harder and he kept telling me in his soft soothing voice to relax and not to tense up. He told me to just let it go and relax and thats what i did. I had the most relaxing orgasm i have ever had. Spurt after spurt of hot cum spilled out of my hard cock. I was so aroused and relaxed it almost ooozed out of my cock. I could feel it going thru my penis and comind out of my hole. It was incredible. I think i shot 8 times while he just in the same speed and light pressure stroked my cock . Cum was all over my chest and stomach. He smiled at me and licked it all up and then kissed me. It was the first time i kissed a man like that and then he gave me his tongue and all my cum. I swallowed and kissed him back our tongues intertwined in each other. He pulled back and said thank you and told me if i wanted to shower the towels were hanging up. It was that my first experience i knew i needed to explore more.... (More to come and yes breeding)

Rob’s Break Going home, to my asshole of a dad, is never a fun time. He had me start wrestling my freshman year to “Make a Man of me”; little did he know it helped me become the gay man I am today. All that rolling around with other horny teens only got our hormones raging. It was with my team mate Rich, who was a few months older than me, that I discovered what pleasures a male can share with another male. It all started one afternoon as the JV had finished practice and Rich and I were the last to be in the locker room. We were in the shower and Rich just started Jerking his cock under the hot water. I watched him and my own cock grew hard as he slowly stroked his cock. I walked over to him and looked down at his cock and the hand stroking it. He took my hand and brought it to his cock, replacing his with mine. He then reached over and grabbed my cock, stroking it. This was the first time I had touched another cock and had anyone else touch mine. It felt amazing! Far too quickly I felt that I was going to explode. I said something and quickly Rich dropped to his knees and without missing a stroke put the tip of my cock into his mouth. I tried to pull away, I was about to cum, but he kept my cock firmly in his mouth as my balls tightened and I shot. He swallowed every drop of my cum, then when it started getting sensitive, he released my cock with a plop and stood back up. He was still stroking, and shortly he said he was going to cum too. I felt I owed him, so dropped down and took him into my mouth. I had never had a penis in my mouth, let alone what I was about to get shot into my mouth. About as soon as my lips closed on his cock, he began to shoot his load. It filled my mouth and I had to quickly swallow or it would all come out. I did, and from that moment on, I knew that I was going to enjoy the taste of cum. He left his cock in my mouth as it softened and I made sure I got every drop of his seed. I stood up and he punched me gently in the shoulder, that sign of manly affection I guess. After that day, we would purposely wait till the others had left, then our ritual of jerking each other and swallowing the cum would happen in the shower. It was perfect till the day we were caught. I was on my knees getting Rich’s load when a few of the upper classmen came around the corner and saw it all. I was mortified, as was Rich, but they were excited. “What do we have here?” said one with blonde hair “Looks like a faggot servicing cock.” Said one of the other guys. “Well, since he is on his knees already, he can take care of us; right guys?” said blondie They quickly got their cocks out and approached us. Blondie grabbed my head and pushed his cock into my mouth. I was soon sucking his cock as I was afraid of what they would do to me if I didn’t. The other two went over to Rich and pushed him to his knees and told him to suck their cocks. They all took turns with both of us, having us suck their cocks. Blondie was the first to shoot and he shoved my face to his pubes as he fired his cum down my throat. The other two soon followed, Rich getting one and the other finishing in me. After that day, we had a new ritual; we would suck each other off while those three upper classmen, and sometimes a few of their buddies, watched, then we would service all of them and take all their cum. One day, one of the buddies was impatient for his turn so he got behind me, got me up on all fours, and shoved his cock into my ass. I had never been fucked before, and the pain was excruciating. He told me to shut up and take it, and to get back to sucking. Thankfully, he did not last long and was soon shooting his load into my ass. This opened up a new venue for these guys, and after that not only did we orally service them, but also would get fucked by them. One night, as we left the gym, I confided in Rich that it had started out as something between just us two, but that I kinda liked having all the guys use me. Rich agreed with me, that it was kinda hot having those upperclassmen jocks use us like they did. That was the first night that Rich and I swapped loads and became fuck buddies for the rest of the time we were in High School. It all ended when we went to separate schools. Rich had confided in me towards the end of our senior year that he was sneaking out and getting men to fuck him hoping that he could become HIV positive. If my Dad have ever known about what happened after Wrestling, he would have freaked out that his son was the locker room slut along with his best friend/boyfriend, but he just saw how good I was at the Wrestling, and that is all he cared about. That his son was having sex with his team mates did not register. That his son was having sex with one of his team mates did not register with him. So, Thanksgiving. Another week at home, my father pestering me about how wrestling and my grades were coming along. It sucked that I could say nothing about Tom, other than he was my roommate. But when I finally could, I got out of the house to visit Rich. I was nervous walking up to the door of Rich’s house, wondering if he was still the same as me, loving sex with other males. I knocked on the door and a few minutes later, Rich’s mom answered the door. “Good Evening Mrs. Miles, is Rich around?” “Well, Hello Robert, Yes he is up in his room, Go on up, I am sure he will be glad to see you.” She said. “Thank you.” I said as I walked around her and up the stairs to Rich’s Room. I reached the closed door to Rich’s Room and knocked. The door opened, and there stood Rich in a ratty pair of shorts and no shirt. His chest looked as beautiful as I remembered. His trim stomach has a beautiful treasure trail that disappeared into his shorts. I wanted to drop to the floor, reach into those shorts and start sucking that cock that I knew was in them. “Hey Rob, Mom let you in?” Rich asked as he opened the door and motioned me in. The small room brought back many memories of what we had done in younger days on that bed. “Yes, told me I could find you up here. What you been up to?” “Not much, killing time here at home.” “Cool, I couldn’t take one more minute in the house with my dad, so thought I’d come over and see if you were home and wanted to do something.” Rich’s eyes kinda lit up at the mention of doing something. “What you have in mind, bud?” He sat on the bed and I joined him, our knees touching. I put my hand on his knee, rubbing a small circle as we looked at each other. “Well, if you want, we can do what we used to do, swap a couple of loads.” I said finally, breaking the silence. “My parents are downstairs, we’d have to be quiet.” “And before we do, there is something I need to tell you. I met a guy when I started college, another wrestler, and we’ve been fucking around, along with other guys on the team. Know how we used to talk about if it happens, it happens?” He nodded at my statement. “Well, Tom met some gifters, and after he became infected, he and his breeders infected me too.” “So you mean, you are HIV positive?” Rich asked, and I nodded affirmative. “Well, the hell with me fucking you, you need to get that poz cock in me and knock me up. I have been in a wasteland at college, barely getting any cock or ass.” Rich pulled me to him, and we kissed as our cocks ground against each other in the fabric of our clothes. Our tongues fought against each other as we groped and fondled each other. My hand went down the back of his shorts and boxers, working his hole open with my fingers. There was already lube on his hole, must have been using a dildo on himself. He broke the kiss and turning onto his belly, he pulled the back of his shorts and boxers down, exposing his hole. “Get that toxic cock in me and breed me deep.” Rich told me. I pulled my cock out the fly, just in case his mom knocked we could separate quickly. I was soon pounding my buddy’s hole and quickly felt my load building, ready to infect him. “You sure you want this? I am toxic and have already infected a few guys.” I said “Fuck! Breed me with that toxic cum! Knock me up buddy!” Rich said as I shoved all the way in and began shooting my virus laden seed deep inside his ass. As my last spurts went into my buddy’s ass, I collapsed on top of him. And then felt his hole spasm around my cock as he shot a load completely untouched. I slowly pulled out, and Rich flipped over. The front of his shorts was a mess, but we kissed and then laughed a bit at his condition. He quickly stripped and threw on another pair of boxers and shorts in case his mom came up. ‘You going to be ready soon to give me another dose of that cum?” Rich asked me. “Give me about five minutes of kissing and I will be rock hard again for your ass.” I told him. About a half hour later, when his mom came up to ask if I was staying for dinner, I had planted another load in his unprotected ass, and then again right before we went down for dinner. It was funny to know he was sitting there talking about school and everything with my poz loads doing their job in his body; his parents having no clue what we had been doing. I ended up staying over till about 2 am, chatting about school and wresting, and all that stuff we needed to catch up on between our fuck sessions. In that time, I gave him four more of my loads, and ended up taking one of his down my throat and one in my ass. Hopefully when I see him at Christmas, he will have been given a great Gift from me.

Chapter 3 I had to get home. My mind was racing and technically I had some of Phil’s poz seed in me. It was probably not going to take, but still… I stood by the mirror to check my tattoo, I needed to see it. I stripped. It was a picture of six sperm, coloured in the pride flag colours with the words ‘bareback only’ in script. That had pretty much ended any hope I had of going back on the straight path, no woman would accept that. She would assume I was undoubtedly gay however I explained it. My sexuality was being defined for me. I needed some straight talking advice. I decided to call Sally and make a lunch date the next day, Saturday. Sally was an old fling from before my married days. We had still remained good friends over the past 10 years. She was honest to the point of being blunt. I walked into the cafe and sidled into booth where she was sitting. ‘So, what’s the big news then? ‘ she asked. ‘Big news ?’I replied. ’Yes, you always ask me out when you have big news - have you got a new hot girlfriend? - I heard about the divorce’ ‘er not exactly ‘ I stuttered ‘well? Say it then’ ‘I’m gay’ I blurted out, a little red faced. ‘ You, gay? Really?’ She giggled ‘ ‘you mean cock sucking gay? ‘ she continued. ‘Er yes ‘ I tried to quietly say, aware that the couple on the next table had looked over. ‘ do you swallow?’ ‘Yes’ ‘ good boy’ she continued ‘Ok, I gotta ask do you fuck or take it in the ass? A girl’s gotta know these things’ I thought back to the previous night and Phil’s cock in me, getting hard at the same time. ‘Er , I like being fucked’ I tried to make it sound no big deal. ‘Wow, who’d have thought, you a real cock loving faggot! Don’t worry, I’m guessing no one knows …yet? ‘ I nodded. ‘Ok , your secret is safe with me, but I gotta tell Joe and Luke’ Joe and Luke were a couple who were two of Sally’s best friends. ‘ By the way, Luke always thought you were hot! However,..’ she lowered her voice to a whisper’ Luke is hiv+. Apparently Joe says he will fuck anything. You don’t want to be getting that in you’ I went red again ‘obviously not’ I stammered, unconvincingly. ‘ well I know what you were like with condoms when we were together, you never wore them. Joe says he takes prep to stay negative as Luke is unreliable with his meds, and gets off a bit on being poz and off them every so often. You don’t want to be dropping your jeans and bending over for cock from just anyone and everyone do you. ?’ ‘Er, no’ I said quietly, as the thought of that again got me aroused. What was up with me.? It felt good to have come out to at least one person, it felt as though I was on the right path. We chatted some more about everyday things, catching up on life before I left. ‘Say hi to your boyfriend for me,’ Sally mischievously called out as I left, causing a few of the clientele to look round at me. I was being gradually outed. As I crossed the street, my phone pinged. I looked at the message. It was from Phil. ‘You have an appointment at the parlour on tuesday. You are getting a piercing. If you don’t we won’t meet again.’ It read. I just had to see Phil’s cock again, and a piercing wasn’t a big deal. I would go. Tuesday came and I walked into the parlour where I had been tattooed. Steve saw me and took me into the back. ‘Phil has sorted this. You are having your nipples pierced. All Phil’s faggot subs have these. It will hurt a little but I think you will like what I do. Take your T-shirt off’ Without thinking I complied. Again I was being coerced down a definite road of gay submission. Faggot sub? Is that what I was becoming? Not very long and a little pain later, I was sporting two rings through my nipples. They did look hot. I smiled. ‘See, We know what’s good for you’ Steve said. ‘Now there’s a little payment’ Steve tugged his jeans down and my eyes were drawn to his erect cock, six inches ant quite thick. He was sporting a steel PA. I hadn’t seen one close up, let alone had one in my mouth. ‘Suck!’ Steve ordered. I didn’t need to be told twice and greedily sucked and worked on Steve’s cock. My eyes also saw a tattoo on his abdomen, just above his cock. It was a scorpion. ‘You know what that means don’t you’ Steve said. .I nodded as I carried on sucking. ‘And you still want my cock. I think you could become one of Phil’s best’ . I wanted Steve to cum in my mouth, but as I felt him coming close, he pulled out. He came over my face. As I opened my mouth to breathe he shoved his cock back in, squirting some cum into my mouth and letting me savour the taste. ‘Phil’s orders. You don’t wipe that cum off til you get home. He wants people to see what a cum loving faggot you really are!’ Steve told me. I stood up in a bit of a daze. Steve walked me back through the parlour and as I left with the cum still fresh on my face, Steve said ‘I’ll be watching that you don’t wipe it off. You have one tattoo left to have. You can guess what that will be. Phil will contact you about what will happen on Friday night. Don’t make any plans. Now go’ I walked along the street, head slightly bowed. I had poz cum on my face. I licked a little as it dripped near my lips. I must have looked like a rent boy. It was pretty obvious. Two young women looked at me as they walked past in the opposite direction, stifling giggles as they went on their way. What was I doing ?What was I becoming? I felt myself sliding down a one way path. Where would it lead? One thing was for certain. I would go where Phil would take me on Friday. to be continued………

Wednesday I was chatting with a daddy in sniffles who wanted to play. He was getting off work at 3p and wanted to stop by and blow a load before he went home. He told me he hadn’t gotten off in 6 days. He wouldn’t send be a face picture but I agreed to host him anyways. When I opened the door when he arrived I was meet by the sexiest silver daddy you could imagine in a suit no less. Nothing makes my cock harder that a daddy in a suite. We got naked and sucked each other off. He had a beautiful body and had just a hint of musk from wearing work clothes all day. I wanted his load bad. I sat him down on the couch and went to town suck his cock while Fondling his balls with my right hand. He wasn’t hung maybe 5 inches but he was rock hard. It was obvious by his moaning and groaning he was close to shooting in my mouth. I slowed down a little and he asked me where I wanted his load. To which I of course answered in my ass. He told me to get up on all 4s on the couch and I did. He lubed up my and slid into me pretty easily. He kept a nice steady pace and started dirty talking to me. Telling me how he was going to seed my ass and cum in my pussy. I started squeezing my hole down on his cock every time he’d pull his cock out then release when he pushed back in. He was moaning, and grunting pretty good and It was only a matter of seconds until he unloaded in me. Sure enough he shoot rope after rope of his sperm in my ass. One of the few times In my life I could actually feel the top spasming and the wetness fill my ass. The whole floor must of heard his orgasm it was so hot. Hard to think of a better compliment then a loud orgasm and a huge load. He withdrew and he apologized as some cum dripped on the carpet below. More evidence that I just got a huge load of daddy cum. He started cleaning up and getting dressed. I fingered my hole and not surprisingly found is full of cum and lube. What a hot fuck. We exchanged information and he was on his way!

I had to concentrate a little bit on the protocols😂😂. 💖

------- Chapter 3.2 - Two lines or Four? ------- Monday evening Ric was studying and his phone buzzed. He looked and saw a message from Taylor. "Got a minute to talk?" he asked. Ric looked over and Eddy was on his bed, tapping out a paper on his laptop. "Sure. Give me 5" Ric replied. He tossed on some sweatpants, a tank and his sandals before he went down to the main floor and found a quiet corner. Ric called Taylor back and he answered after the first ring. "Hi. Thanks for calling me back right away. I... Uh... thought about our conversation yesterday and stopped at the drug store on my way home. I got one of those home HIV tests. Do you know if those things are any good?" Taylor asked nervously. Ric took a deep breath and figured where this was going. "Those things usually have a disclaimer that they can give false results, but I've heard they're pretty accurate. Why? Did you take it?" Ric asked. He heard a long pause and Taylor said "Yeah" but nothing more. "What did it say?" Ric asked after several seconds of silence. "I got 2 lines. I think that means positive" Taylor said softly. Ric knew from a few of the guys he had infected how the tests worked, but didn't want to sound like he was an expert from all of the guys that were now carrying his bug. "It's ok. Don't freak out. From what I read, those things only show positive after a few months and can be wrong too. The only real way to find out is by getting a blood draw and having a lab do a different test. There's a clinic not too far from campus" Ric said calmly. There was silence on the phone and after a few moments he asked "Taylor? You still there?" "Yeah. I... uh... just didn't expect this. Do you mean I could have been positive for months? It wasn't from yesterday's fuck?" Taylor asked. Ric smiled, knowing that he and his dad could have pozzed Taylor in the Spring. Or maybe some other guy that bred him after that. "It's possible it happened a while ago. No test would show in only a day or two. Do you always fuck raw?" Ric asked. "Hookups never... Except with you. After we fucked, I was safe for a month and then went back to raw with guys I know and safe with hookups" Taylor replied "So... have you topped guys raw since we fucked last Spring?" Ric then asked. He heard a sigh and then Taylor said "A few guys, including Peter." "Things will be ok. Don't worry. The clinic on West Street is good and you can confirm the home test there. They also have a free testing night over at the bathhouse on Wednesdays, but I don't know what kind of test they do there. Maybe you can go there and get retested. You should probably take Peter, too" Ric said. "Oh fuck. He's gonna be so pissed. You heard him last night" Taylor said. There was a pause before Taylor continued "Uh... I think the bathhouse is probably best before I... uh, we go to the clinic. They won't ask a million questions there." "It's not a million... just a few hundred" Ric replied, trying add some levity to the conversation. With no laugh from Taylor, he added "Seriously, they're really nice. Uh... I can go with you on Wednesday, if you want. I don't have anything planned that night" as he searched on his phone for the bathhouse's website. "Their site says testing is from 7pm to 10pm. Have you ever been there?" Ric asked. "Yeah, a few times. If you wouldn't mind going along, I'd appreciate it. I can't get there until about eight though. Is that too late?" Taylor asked, somberly. "No, that's good. I don't have an early class on Thursday. I'll meet you on the corner at eight and we can go in together. See you then" Ric said. Taylor and Peter were standing on the corner when Ric walked up right on time. Both looked really nervous but Peter also gave him an evil stare. "Hey guys. No matter what you'll be fine. The site says it's half price before nine, so let's go" Ric said. They walked up to the door and went inside. Ric pulled out his discount card and asked the attendant "Do they need to pay the cover if they are just here for the test?" He glanced back and saw Hector dressed in scrubs sitting at a table talking to a guy with just a towel around his waist. "Yeah, but if they just stand around the table and leave after they get the results, we'll refund it" was the response. "Cool. I have this card and I'll pay for theirs" Ric said, passing the card and their 3 IDs over. The guy quickly looked at the IDs and then closely at the card. "Damn, you got it quick" the attendant said, grinning back at Ric. "Uh... no charge for the three of you unless you want a room. Hope you tagged em good. Towels are around the side" the guy said, winking at Ric as he slid the card and IDs back. Ric grabbed 3 towels and turned back to the guys. "I had a card for free entry and it covered you guys too. Follow me" Ric said as he handed a towel to Taylor and one to Peter. He walked over to the table with the other two behind him. "Hola Hector. My friends need to get tested. It sounds like its been a long time for both of them. Is this the quick swab test or a blood test?" Hector looked at him a second and then asked "Ric?" Ric nodded back to him, smiling. "Glad you could come. We do the quick tests here. We tried doing the other one and it was a nightmare. Someone stole a box of syringes and only a couple guys called for results" Hector said. Hector motioned for him to come closer. In Spanish, Hector whispered to Ric "If you infected these guys since classes started, the test will likely show negative. They need to wait a bit longer before the antibodies will be there for the test to find." Ric replied "I know. I fucked the darker haired guy in the Spring. He got a positive result with a drug store test Monday. He has been fucking the other guy, so I think both might be poz." Hector smiled and said "Maybe some others too. Good work. Oh, and thanks for those other two referrals from your old clinic. They're really cute and horny. One was hitting on me pretty hard." Ric laughed, figuring that Joe was being his usual self. He leaned back and grinned back at Hector. In English, Hector said to Taylor and Peter "Gentlemen, are you going to wait for your results or take advantage of the facility?" "Uh, I think I'll wait" Peter said. Taylor started to nod and Ric said "They got a sauna here, right? You got in for free so try and relax in the steam room. You don't have to fuck around, just chill." Hector nodded in agreement as he opened the two test kits. He called Taylor around to the side and swabbed away. "I need a name for the test. You can use your name or something else if you want it more anonymous. Mickey Mouse is popular, but he's already been here today" Hector said with a laugh. "Donald Duck, I guess" was Taylor's sullen response. Peter was next and gave "Bart Simpson" for a name. "You too, Ric. Let's make sure these tests are good" Hector said. Ric chuckled and got swabbed. "Bender for me" Ric replied. "Come back in at least 45 minutes. If you see someone at the table, please wait. We try to keep things as private as we can, given the surroundings" Hector told them before Ric followed the signs to the locker room with Taylor and Peter walking slowly behind him. They stripped and Ric stuffed their clothes in a locker, snapping the lock shut. As Ric stood up he found Hector behind him, tapping him on the shoulder. In Spanish he whispered to Ric "Short redhead, eagle tattoo on his chest. Unhappy he was neg again. You should give him a gift." Ric turned and nodded with a sly grin. Taylor led the way toward the steam room and as the other two went inside, Ric said "I'm going to look around. See you in a few." Once he was away from the steam room, Ric pulled his towel off and tossed it over his shoulder, letting everyone see his biohazard tat. He followed the hallways around, looking into the open rooms hoping to find his short redhead. There were a few guys laying back or on all fours in their rooms, waiting, but none seemed to be who he was looking for. He found some glory holes and one guy waiting patiently for something to suck. Finally, he spotted his prey walking out of the showers. The guy looked around and headed into the dark room. "I guess he wants a surprise then" Ric said to himself. A few seconds later, he followed the guy inside and there was just enough light to see his outline. The redhead climbed on a bench with his ass hanging off. Ric made his way further in and found no one else in the room. He went back and rubbed his hands over the guy's ass before slipping his finger along the crack. His hole felt slightly damp from the shower or sweat and Ric growled in a deep voice "You don't want this cock dry. Suck me first." The guy scrambled off the bench, getting on his knees and felt around before finding Ric's cock in the dark. "Oh shit!" the guy said as he wrapped his hand around the base and leaned in, starting to lap his tongue over the tip. Slowly the guy started sucking, but couldn't get more than four inches in. His teeth were scraping too and Ric knew that it was pointless to let the guy go much further. "Lick it 'n get some spit on there or you know what this cock is going to do to that pretty little ass" Ric said, still forcing his voice lower than normal. He felt the guy spit a few times on the shaft and then push the saliva over the head and foreskin with his tongue. Once there was some spit covering all of his shaft Ric asked "You wanna get fucked?" "Yyyyyyes, sir" the guy's voice nervously squeaked out. "Back on the bench then" Ric said. Just like when he fucked Taylor in the Spring, Ric wasn't planning on being gentle. He wanted to wreck this hole and mark it for good with his bug flowing through the guy's veins. Hopefully soon he would find out he'd joined the club. The bottom hurriedly assumed the position he was in only five minutes earlier. Ric spit on his fingers and then found the tight hole, working some saliva in. He knew that the guy wasn't lubed enough but positioned his cock against the pucker anyway. He dripped a few more gobs of spit down with only one hitting the tip of his dick, not surprising due to the lack of light. One hand reached around and covered the redhead's mouth and the other braced on his shoulder. "FUCK!" the bottom screamed out into Ric's hand as he breached the hole. He felt the guys body quiver and then stabbed in another inch. A few more repeats and then Ric pulled back. The next jab sent a few inches back into the tight tunnel and another scream into his hand. Ric chuckled. With as much pain as he was inflicting, the guy wasn't fighting him off or trying to escape. He was sure the guy prayed that every bare cock that fucked him was the one that was going to give him the bug he so desperately wanted. It took a few minutes, but Ric was able to get a good rhythm going. His pre and the stretched hole was finally making it easier to fuck the guy. While he wasn't going to go balls deep, he knew that the chaser was torn up inside and would be feeling this fuck for a few days. When the screams had subsided, Ric began plowing faster. He pulled his hand from the guy's mouth when it had finally dropped to a whimper. Ric jabbed his cock in until he hit the wall and the guy cried out again. He stayed planted a few moments and then began with slow, firm thrusts. Both of his hands were on the bottom's shoulders and he kept up a relentless pounding. A few more minutes and he felt the impending orgasm rise. A loud whimper came out of the bottom as he felt Ric's cock thicken followed by spurts of viral cum flooding his wrecked chute. Ric grunted as each shot fired off until the last few dribbles emptied into the doomed hole. He slowly pulled out and slapped the guy's ass. "Thanks" he said as he headed back toward the door. Ric hurried over to the shower area and rinsed off, watching cum and traces of blood run down the drain. When his cock had finally softened, he dried off and headed back towards the steam room. He saw the redhead stagger out of the dark room on his way and the guy stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, staring back at Ric. He could tell that the guy was fixated on his biohazard tat and cock. "I need that" the guy begged. "Sorry, I can't. Maybe next time" Ric said in his normal voice, hoping the guy didn't recognize him. "Ok... Name the day and time. Please? I need a poz load in me so bad" the guy begged. Ric shook his head and said "I might be back next week. Try then." He walked past the guy, smelling the cum wafting off his body. Taylor and Peter were laying against the back wall of the sauna as Ric walked up. "All relaxed?" Ric asked "Not really" Peter replied, nervously. "Lets go and see if its one or two" Ric said. They wandered back to the clinic's table, towels wrapped around their waists. Hector took each behind a curtain, Taylor first and then Peter and gave them the news that the test was positive. Both looked stunned and Ric was the last one. Once out of sight, Hector told Ric "No immaculate recovery, you're still poz." Ric smiled and said quietly to Hector "The redhead was really fuckin tight and doesn't suck very good. But he's full of cum and pretty sore. He might be a sick puppy in a few weeks." Hector grinned back and then the two walked back to the table. Hector handed Ric a few test kits. "Use these if you need to. No sense in them paying for these at the store, but send the poz ones over to the clinic to verify, please" Hector told him. Ric found Taylor and Peter waiting for him in the locker room and both still looked shaken. "Did he tell you to go to the clinic to get a blood test to make sure?" Ric asked and both nodded 'yes'. They dressed and as they left Ric stopped at the attendant's booth and asked "Is that card good just for Wednesdays or any day?" The guy laughed and replied "For you, any day. Just keep fucking like that."

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 ……….

5. "You need another hit from the pipe," TJ said. "I do?" I asked. My head was swimming already. I had already done more tina than I had planned, done more poppers than I wanted, and now TJ was suggesting that I continue the process. "Yeah," TJ said. "Get you to the next level." Before I could protest, he had stuck the pipe in my mouth, and was already adjusting the flame on the torch. "Tweaked out faggot boy," he said, as I started to inhale the thick clouds. "Make it good for me," he said. I focused on the pipe and the tendrils of white vapor forming in the bowl. It was far easier than the alternative, which was to focus on my now empty hole. The loads from the three different men were mixing inside of me. My body was absorbing the sperm, learning and incorporating the jizz into a permanent part of me. I would never be able to say I was a pure white man again. "That's what I want from you," TJ said, as I sucked on the pipe. "Get you properly fucked up for a fucked-up night." My lungs were nearly at bursting, and I paused for a moment. "Little bit more," TJ said. I took one last gasp from the pipe. Mercifully, TJ took the pipe from me, rather than forcing me to ask the black man to stop forcing drugs on me. "Now, hold it for me," TJ said. "Focus on my cockhead," he continued, guiding my head back down to his dark, hard shaft. I was getting used to TJ's cock, and this time, the head slid in easily. "Just the cockhead," TJ said, reminding me to not go too deep on the cock. I ran my tongue around the thick head, savoring the pre-cum that was dripping from his piss slit. In the moment, it didn't matter that TJ was black. "Fuck that's good," TJ said. All that mattered was that I was able to give him some pleasure. "Ooph," I said, finally unable to hold my breath any longer. I exhaled, and the thick cloud obscured my head and TJ's dick for a moment. I was suddenly aware that the door was still open. Anyone walking by could see that we were partying. Not that it was a problem; everyone at the club was probably on at least something, if not several drugs. "That's nice," TJ said, and gently guided my head back to his cockhead. "Feels good. Your mouth on my dick." I took the tip into my mouth and licked off a bead of pre-cum. I didn't care that it was pre-cum from a black cock. I didn't even care that the door was wide open and anyone walking by could see me servicing a black man. All that was important was that it was a pre-cum and I was the lucky cocksucker who got to lick it up. "Just keep on doing that," TJ said. I obliged, working my way up and down his shaft, teasing out a few more drops of pre-cum. "You need another hit," TJ said. I shook my head. I had done more tina than I was used to, and it was time for me to slow down. "No," TJ said, contradicting me. "You need another hit." The tone was clear; I had no choice in the matter. I slowly pulled off his cock, carefully lapping up all the mixed pre-cum and spit from his shaft. TJ had the pipe ready, and as soon as my mouth was empty of his dick, he stuck the glass stem in my mouth. "I want you to do a nice big hit," he said. He held the torch under the bowl and carefully heated it up. It seemed like it should have been empty by that point, but the bowl quickly filled up with the thick white clouds. I inhaled slowly but deeply. Like sucking off the black men, getting fucked by a Latino, or all the other things I had done that night, I knew I was doing something I would regret later. But in the heat of the moment, it seemed like the right thing to do. "That's it, cocksucker. Show me what you can do with a glass cock." I stayed focused on the pipe, making sure that as soon as the bowl re-filled, I drained it. "Damn, that's hot. Seeing you suck down those clouds," TJ said. He was smiling, and I wondered what he had planned for me next. Finally, my lungs were filled. I nodded. TJ shook his head. "I know you can do more," he said. "Hungry faggot like you," he continued, and left the torch under the bowl and the pipe in my mouth. I gasped and inhaled even more of the thick clouds. At this point, there was no more air in my lungs; it was all drugs. "That's it. That little extra is going to send you flying," TJ said, and finally, mercifully, removed the pipe from my mouth. He guided my head down to his dick and then started to suck on the pipe himself. "Oh yeah," he grunted, careful not to lose too much of the drug. "Fucking good stuff." As I sucked on his cock, he took a long hit from the pipe. One hand, he used to adjust the torch, but the other rested on the top of my head, just in case I had any doubts about my job at the moment. It was obvious that he wanted me to hold the hit. I did just that, even as I wondered if I would pass out from lack of air. Finally, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I exhaled my hit. "That's it," TJ said. "Get you up in the clouds." I dared to look up at him briefly and saw him staring off into the distance. TJ's eyes were glazed over in that familiar haze of drug-induced pleasure, where all that mattered to him was the pipe and my mouth on his dick. "Mmmmmm," he moaned, as my mouth went back down on his thick, dark shaft. "Just what I'm needing right now," he continued. I looked up and saw him exhale a thick cloud. Even as high as I was, I couldn't help but want a little more of those wonderful white clouds, and the way they pushed our boundaries and limits. "One more, I think," TJ said, as he stuck the pipe back in his mouth. It was another leisurely hit from the pipe, making sure that his lungs were filled with the white clouds. I wanted to make him feel good as he held the hit, so I forced myself as far down on his dick as I could. Although I only made it about two thirds of the way, he still grunted appreciatively, and pushed my head a bit further down. I fought off the urge to gag. "Mmmmm," he groaned again, as he finally put the pipe and torch down. I glanced up. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the simple pleasures of getting head. There was enough light from the open door for me to see the smile playing on his face. Finally, he exhaled, and his head was enveloped by the cloud. By the time it drifted down towards the floor, TJ's eyes were open, and he was staring down at me. "Fuck," he said. "This is damn good shit. And you're not a half bad cocksucker, either." My stomach did a flip when he complimented me, as perverted as it seemed to be happy about a nigger complimenting me on my talents sucking his dick. "You think you're ready for a nigger to fuck you?" he asked me. I pulled off of his dick, just long enough to confirm I had heard him properly. "You want to fuck me?" I asked. "Me?" he answered, albeit slowly. There was the languid pace of speaking that I knew was how some men responded to the drugs. I ran my tongue around his cock. He deserved nothing less than my utter devotion to his ebony shaft. "Me?" he asked again. "No. Not yet. Waiting for the magic hour." "Magic hour?" I asked. "Yeah," TJ said. "Magic hour. You'll know when it is. But don't worry. It's not for a while yet. Plenty of time for you to have fun." "Yeah?" I asked, and went back down on TJ's cock, waiting for him to explain more. The room grew darker. It took me a moment to realize that it was someone standing in the door. "He as good of a cocksucker as he looks?" the stranger said. I started to turn my head to get a glimpse of him, but TJ put his hand on my skull and held me in place. "Oh yeah," TJ said. "And his ass has been pretty popular as well." "Fuck," he said. There was a bit of an accent to his voice, almost French, but with a hint of a song. "That's hot. Bareback?" "Is there any other way to fuck?" "I gotta breed a hole," the stranger said. "Knock that faggot up." "That's what he's here for," TJ said. "Just a hole for our pleasure." The stranger was now behind me, his cock pressing up against my asshole. Unlike the earlier men, I could tell he was circumcised. There was not the softness of the foreskin cloaking the stiffness of his phallus. This time, there was no buffer between me and the stranger. "Right on," the stranger said. "That what I think it is?" he asked. Even though my lips were still wrapped around TJ's dick and I was staring at his curly black bush, it was obvious that the stranger was talking about the glass pipe. "Yeah. You want a hit?" "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "First things first though." From somewhere unknown, he produced a bottle of lube, and let a few cold drops of it land on my hole. "He's got a few loads up there already. Not sure you'll need that." "So much the better." In a gap in the music, I heard the bottle land on the bed next to me. His cock pressed up against my hole. The three men who had fucked me had done their job well. My hole was open and loose, and at best, I could only put up a token resistance to his thick cock invading me. "Everything is better when it's the way Allah intended it," the man said. "Allah," he had said. The accent was Arab, from the former French colonies. I had been fucked by two Latinos, a Greek, and now a Muslim. When TJ had said I would be fucked by all the colors of the rainbow, he had not been kidding. "Allah," he had said. His dick had slid into me easily. The accumulated cum had lubricated its passage, and I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I was continuing down a bad path: I was letting men of all ethnicities and religions fuck me. I wanted the familiar pleasure of a white cock, a good Christian cock, not this sand nigger forcing himself on me. "Here you go," TJ said, passing the party supplies to the latest stranger pounding my hole. "Nice," the stranger said. There was the familiar hiss of the torch, then the slowing of his strokes as he took the deep breaths of the drug. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, then pushed his dick further into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned again, pulled out, and slammed back into me. "Fucking nice hole," he said. The tina cloud drifted down over my head. "Do another," TJ said. The stranger shoved his dick in to me; at the moment, I was little more than a dick holster for him as he got tweaked out on the crystal I had brought. It was a good feeling, making him happy in so many ways. "And don't hold back on this faggot's ass. He's due for a good fucking tonight." "Oh yeah," the stranger said. "Gonna make him feel like the faggot he is." I already felt like a worthless faggot. My throat was stuffed full of Black cock, my ass was dripping with Latino cum and it was stuffed full of Arab cock. It was hard to imagine getting any lower than being a plaything for these virile, horny, hungry ethnic men. I was a white man. These men should be taking care of me. The anger flared for a moment, but only for a moment. My thoughts were intense but fleeting. The stranger pushed his dick deeper into me, and my imagination jumped to the possibilities of an Arab cock deep in my gut. "Oh, I think he feels like that already," TJ said. The torch was hissing, so I didn't expect a reply from the stranger. TJ continued. "Don't you? Cock in both holes. Must be in faggot heaven." I nodded in agreement, feeling TJ's dick press against my throat as I moved my head. "Fuck," TJ moaned as I did so. "That feels good." He pushed my head down, making me take a few more inches of his dick. I fought back the urge to gag; TJ deserved better than me rejecting his shaft like that. "Ins ‘Allah," the stranger said. "How much cum does he have? He's so wet." "Just a fucking slut, getting what he needs," TJ said. A white cloud floated past my head. I heard the torch again. The stranger was doing a third hit. The horrible tweaker need kicked in, and I wanted that hit to be mine. I didn't want him smoking all of my stuff. "Yeah. Get what you need," TJ said. "I've got plenty more." I had forgotten that TJ had been smoking his own pipe. He must have at least a bit more crystal. Even a small amount would be enough to keep the party going for a few more hours. There was a pause. I could hear only the loudest of the puffs from the pipe over the music. The music had shifted. It was no longer the thumping techno music. Now, it was a deep house mix of a 1970s era sleazy porn movie soundtrack. I wondered if it was a harbinger of what the night had in store for me. "Oh god this is a hot fucking hole," the stranger finally said, as the clouds slowly filled the room. "Use it," TJ said. He took the pipe back from the stranger. The Arab put his hands on my hips and start truly to pound my hole. It was intense enough that I had to brace myself to keep from totally impaling my throat on TJ's dick. I wasn't totally successful, and another two inches of TJ's shaft disappeared into my throat. This time I wasn't completely successful in repressing my gag reflex. TJ leaned in, holding my head in his hands and forcing me to keep his cock buried in my throat. "Fight through it, faggot" TJ said. "This is what you were born to do." "OH FUCK," the stranger said. "This is fucking amazing. His ass. Milking my dick." "Yeah?" TJ asked. "You like that? "Oh, hell yeah," the stranger said. "Well, not hard to make it happen again." "Fuckin' A'," he said. "Bring it fucking on." "Better get him ready for it," TJ said. He fumbled on the bed and found the bottle of poppers. "Big hit for me, cocksucker. Then all the way down." I nodded dumbly. It was hard to believe that this was happening to me, and I wasn't just watching a nasty porn movie. But it was hard to deny the sheer reality of it. Buried in my throat and my ass was a dark, hard cock; coursing through my veins was far too much tina, and now under my nose was a fresh bottle of poppers. "Hold it for me," TJ continued, as he took the bottle away and screwed the cap back on. He dropped the bottle on the bed, then rested his hands on the top of my head. I gulped a little extra air, then swallowed. TJ's cock slid smoothly into my throat and before I realized it, two thirds of his black shaft where nestled deep in my throat. "Ready?" he asked; it was unclear if the question was directed at me or the Arab man. I nodded, although it was far more acquiescence than agreement. "I've been ready," the Arab said. With the permission from the both of us, TJ pushed down on my head, forcing his cock deeper into my throat, way my point of comfort. The results were immediate and exactly what I feared. My body rebelled against the invasion, and I was racked with visceral discomfort and agony. "Oh, fuck yeah," he said, as he slammed his dick in and out of me. "Fucking milk my dick. Make me cum in that slutty white hole of yours." TJ relented for a second, and I gasped for air. I remembered wondering if he had really just called me a slut. But then, I tried to count the men that had fucked me. There was the first stranger. Then there was Jose, and then Demitri. That didn't even count the anonymous black cocks I had serviced at the glory hole, or the very first man, TJ, in the back room of where I worked. The latest stranger was right. I was a slut. I tried to say it in my head. "I'm a slut," but I couldn't do it. Despite the reality of my position, I couldn't quite admit it to myself. However, my brief moment of clarity was quickly yanked from me. It had only been enough time to take a quick gasp, before TJ pushed me back down on his cock. "Make me feel good, cocksucker," TJ said. "Wanna see you choke on all of it." "You think he can take it all?" the other guy asked. "I know he can. Because I'm gonna fucking make him take it all." TJ was leaning in, pushing me further down on his cock. I was struggling against him, trying to do anything but have his dick buried in my throat. He pressed his face up close to my ear. "Don't fight it," he said. "It's going to happen. And if you don't fight, you might be able to enjoy it." I froze. "Hell yeah, faggot," the stranger said. "This is gonna be a night to remember." TJ pushed my head down. Before I realized what was happening, another inch of TJ's thick cock disappeared into my mouth, and his cockhead pushed further into my throat. Even if it took me a moment to understand what had happened, my body's response was immediate. I started to gag uncontrollably as spit and drool dripping out of my mouth and down TJ's shaft while I fought to regain my composure. "Fuck," the stranger said, as his dick slid deep into my ass. "Fuck," he repeated. "Yeah?" TJ said. "You gonna breed the faggot?" "Fuck yeah," he replied, as his pace picked up and his dick hardened. I was still desperate for some relief; TJ's dick was almost completely buried in my throat, and I couldn't remember the last time I had breathed air. But, I realized that my body's spasms of discomfort must have felt like the most intense dick massage the man had ever gotten. "You've got me fucking on edge." "Breed him," TJ said. "That's what the faggot is here for." He leaned in towards me. "Aren't you faggot? Here for a real man's pleasure?" I nodded as best I could. TJ's dick was uncontrollably slipping deeper into my throat and it dripped pre-cum directly into my stomach as it continued to choke off my airways. It felt like I was getting precariously close to passing out, but the promised oblivion never arrived. Instead, seconds stretched into an eternity as the stranger's cock slid in and out of my body, and TJ's cock bored its way deeper in my throat. "This feels fucking awesome," the stranger said. "I'm going to remember this." "Go for it," TJ said. "Mark your territory." "Oh, fuck yeah," the Arab said. In my heightened state of awareness, I was acutely attuned to his every action and motion. His dick had been thickening and the drip of pre-cum was now a steady stream of thick man-juice. "Getting close," he admitted. "Do it," TJ said. The top of my nose was brushing against his wiry black pubes. I had swallowed almost all of his dick. I felt like I was going to be sick, but whether it was from the throat fucking or the utter humiliation of gagging on a nigger dick, it was hard to tell. "That's it faggot. Take all of my big black cock." "He fucking swallowed it all," the stranger said. He slammed his cock into me. "And took all of my rod. Fucking slut," he continued. He pulled his dick out and forced it back into me. "Fucking slut," he repeated, as he repeated his actions. "Fucking take my load." His cock twitched, spasmed, and spurted. A jet of sperm shot down the length and directly into my raw hole. I had taken one more strange man's load, which was just another step down the dark and depraved path I now found myself on. "Give it to him," TJ said. "Make him feel you breed him." "Inshallah," the stranger said. Another surge of pressure traced the length of his dick, landing deep in my hole. "Inshallah," he repeated, even as he was inseminating another man. I wondered if this quiet prayer would be heard, and if it was, what would be his god's response to it. "Inshallah," he said once more, as another jet of sperm landed in my ass. "Fill him up. Breed that slut hole of his." "Inshallah," he repeated. The sperm was flowing freely from his cock. As TJ had commanded him, he was marking my hole with his seed, making me his personal fuck toy. "Fuck," he muttered, as the spurts grew less intense. "Hole milked my balls dry," he said. "Right on," TJ said. Mercifully, he released his grip on my skull. I took the opportunity and gasped for breath, unsure what TJ or the stranger had planned for me next. "Made that hole yours, huh?" "Fuck," the Arab said. "Faggot hole sucked that load out of me." "Feels good," TJ said. "Doesn't it? That feeling when your balls are totally drained of cum." "You know it," he said. "Gonna sleep well tonight." He slowly pulled out of my hole. The chance to breathe freely had not diminished the acuity of my senses; I could feel every drop of the accumulated jizz ooze past his cockhead as he pulled out. It was an amazing feeling, but it was also painfully obvious that this was the feeling of subjugation. It was hard to imagine how much lower I could go than to have some anonymous Muslim guy fuck me raw and cum in me as a black man choked me with his dick. "Big load?" TJ asked. "More than enough to lube him up for you," the stranger laughed. "Oh, it's going to be a while before he gets this up his ass." TJ shook his dick, even as his cockhead was still lodged in my mouth. I eagerly swallowed the extra few drops of pre-cum that leaked out. "I still have his throat to destroy." "Won't be able to talk in the morning." "All a faggot needs to know how to say is 'Please,'" TJ said. I couldn't see his face, but his tone betrayed not the slightest hint of hilarity. "Twisted," the stranger said. He had just the head of his dick still inside me. "You're a hot, sick fuck." His dickhead fell out of my ass. A bit of jizz dribbled out. It was warm, but it quickly cooled down as it dribbled down my leg. He slapped me on the ass. "Hope you know what you got yourself into," he said to me. He stepped off the bed and wrapped the towel around his waist. "Door open?" he asked TJ. "Open. Gotta find the cocksucker more dick." "Nasty, twisted faggot," the Arab said. His voice was clearer, less muddled than earlier. The fuck-fog was starting to clear, and he had a moment of lucidity. "Sick," he muttered.

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.."………..

There have been two or three times when Tops have enjoyed using me and been particularly complimentary of my ass. I mean, lots of Tops give compliments of some sort or other, but these particular guys stand out with me because they all said the same thing: ”That is good pussy. Good pussy is hard to find.” I have to wonder how hard it can actually be. As we all know, there’s a sea of ass out here for Tops to choose from. Pickings ain’t slim. How uncommon is it actually to find an ass that you would classify as “good pussy” versus unremarkable, average, or even ‘bad’? What percentage of the men you fuck reward you with that level of pleasure? I recognize, by the way, that ‘good’ anything is a subjective measure, but since the guys I’m referring to all used the same phrase in essentially the identical context, I assume there is some common sensibility surrounding what may constitute “good pussy”.

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.

This makes no sense. How can you say that BB is your "nature and cannot change it" and then in the same paragraph go on to say "We choose to be cumcraving faggots"? If you are choosing it, then it's not something you can't change; and if you can't change it, you aren't choosing it.

In a jock, ass up, hole plugged... Guy walks into my bedroom, strips, pulls out the plug, slides in, and goes to town on my hole, all while telling me how much he loves having a neighbour he can fuck anytime he's in the mood. A few minutes later, dumps a big load in me, plugs me back up and off he goes. Great lunchtime breeding.

Hmmm.... Sounds like Franco may be another great addition to the gang. Can't wait to read about his backstory 😉

You should have a deep and honest conversation with your girlfriend. I understand the struggle as romantically I am attracted to women but I also have a constant desire to be a cumdumpster. I had found that being up front about being sexually bi in dating apps helped clear away partners who would have problems with it. Then just being open to questions and explaining myself when talking about sexual matters. Thankfully my current girlfriend is very accepting of my cumdump and submissive ways. For you though: first does your gf know that you are bi? If not that's step one from there explain yourself sexually (what you like about guys, what you like about women, your desires with guys and how those actions make you feel) then gauge the response. She may be against any action, want you on PrEP, set up ground rules, or even participate.

definitely balls deep so I can feel his balls on my arse when he is cumming, and I know he can;t get any deeper

Yesterday evening I picked up and brought to mine a cute twinkly student who filled me with 2 loads all in 30 mins max... Then I dropped him safely home at his student accomodation... I kept his fresh young loads in me all night..... Then this afternoon I took another load from my young regular anon breeder... He mentioned he could smell spunk from my hole as he fucked it before growling and flooding it with his..... Roll on tomorrow.

As a top, I can say that "good pussy" can be unexpectedly good. I've hooked up with this guy who in some ways is most definitely my "type" (as if I only have one) but in other ways definitely isn't. Yet his pussy is some of the best I've ever had the pleasure of sliding into, fucking and breeding! I would've expected his pussy to be average at best. And I have to admit (although not to him) that his pussy is some of the best I've ever had. For me, bad pussy falls into the following categories: the guy is off to my fucking rhythm, thereby throwing me off my fucking game I understand that the pussy isn't the natural role for that part of the body, so I don't trip if "accidents happen"...., but someone who obviously hasn't taken the time to prepare for getting fucked is bad pussy if fucking you seems like "work," then you're bad pussy If I don't cum from/when fucking you, then you're bad pussy Average pussy means I got off, but had to work a little harder at it than I might've liked (like thinking about fucking another guy while I was fucking you). Average pussy is kept around for those times when good pussy isn't available. Good pussy is a pleasure to slide into, fuck and breed. And I want to do it repeatedly (as in on multiple occasions)! So, from my perspective, you should be happy/proud to have been called "good pussy" by 2 or 3 tops!

Chapter 5 I waited until the kid was gone for about 10 minutes and got in my car and drove over. In my bag was a few items including a hood for me. I didn’t want the kid seeing me until he was spun out. If I had my way he would end up in the basement tied in a sling When I drove in I saw the Kid walking into the place. I parked next to the Kids car . I looked in and saw the empty water bottle. My plans were working so far. I walked in and the guy at the door recognized me and smiled and said the Kid really looks young but his ID checked out. I had sent him a link to the Video site and gave him the permissions to view the contents. He said “ I was looking at those Vids you really converted that kid in record time”. I told him “ It was easy since the kid got to reading real and fiction stories on BZ and wanted to experience some of them”. He said that the 2 other guys working tonight saw them and wanted to see if the kid would let them fuck him. I told him “ The Kid will be so fucked up that he will take anything up his ass” . He said great because ‘ Horse ‘ checked in earlier and is looking for a hole to break. I was a bit concerned because I have seen ‘ Horse ‘ fuck a guy. He is a Freak of nature. His cock hangs down to his mid-thigh or more and is thicker than a beer can. I heard that he was straight at one time but no woman would let his cock near them for fear of permanent damage. I told the guy “ Let Horse know that fresh young meat will be down in the basement soon enough “. I went inside thru the office door and stook off my joggers and put on my hood and went to my room. I put my bag in the locker in the room and could hear the Kid ruffling around in his room. I went back out the blackboard and put up a notice, “ Young Fresh Meat Needs Plowed , Rm 129 “. Usually the staff would erase these at the top of every hour but they knew about this one and would not erase it until we left. When I came back to my room the Kid had his door open and there was already a guy finger and eating the Kids Hole. The Kid was moaning and saying how great that felt. While I was standing there a guy came up and stared watching. The next thing I knew he slipped a finger between my cheeks and stared rubbing my hole. I am never one to turn down some action up my ass either. The guy got behind me spread my cheeks and stared eating my ass. I must say, it felt great. I looked back at the kid and saw that the guy had pulled the kids cock back and was sucking it while fingering the kid. From the angle of his 2 fingers I guessed he was massaging the Kids prostate at the same time. Between the T, G and what the guy was doing the Kid was really squirming around. I had hoped that the guy wouldn’t bring the Kid off to soon. I also knew that even if the Kid shot he wouldn’t want to stop. The guy stopped, stood up and dropped his towel. He had an average cock sticking straight out. I could have sworn that I saw it dripping precum. The guy put the head into the Kids hole and stared pushing in. The only lube was the guys spit. The Kid groaned and said “ I really need this, please do me “. With that the guy grabbed the kids hips and pulled him back. His cock bent a little but suddenly popped in. The kid gave out a loud grunt with the first Violation of the night. The guy must have been close because he only lasted a few minutes. After he pulled out I motioned to the guy behind me to take the kid if he wanted to, This guy also had an average cock and proceeded to plow the kid ass. This guy didn’t last long either and when I noticed a ring on his finger I knew he was there to get his rocks off and go home. I wondered if the guy gave any though to going up a hole that was probably POZ and maybe had other. He pulled out and another guy stepped up to enjoy the Kid. He had a smaller cock and looked dirty, almost like a home less guy. He pumped for a few minutes. The Kid was saying “ Deeper, Deeper, Rape my ass” . With the kid talking like that he was going to really get it tonight. The guy shot pretty quick and left.

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.

"that a boy Mark, now, was that so hard?" the boy stood in hazy eyed awe as ollie, with a loud gulp, obediently swallowed his brother seed and as he began to rise from his knees doug stopped him. "was the cum good ollie?" Doug had hardly waited for a response as he turned his attention to the medicine cabinet. Oliver blushed and nodded to no one in particular. He didnt want to make things awkward, but Marks cum felt good coating his mouth. "oh" ollie exclaimed, as a drop of Marks seed hovered at the tip of his cock, the boy reached down and quickly kissed his brothers cockhead, sucking up the last of his ambrosia without a second thought. "see how attentive he is mark? Ollie would never let that cum go to waste. he knows just how to service a big cock." Mark looked down. "sit." Doug guided the spun boy into position as marks hardon bobbed and leaked. "bonding is very important for a healthy family ollie." dougs words seemed to dance around in his ears as oliver floated along. "why not climb up and give your brother a nice big hug." Olliver shuffled hesitantly onto the exam table, straddled his brothers legs, and sighed as he pressed his weight into his brothers chest. as the boys sat, hearts pounding, doug reached between them and wrapped his strong fist around Marks prick. "hmm..." he remarked analytically. "Mark your cocks still very hard. Do you still need to cum?" doug didnt wait for an answer before firmly squeezing the boys organ, forcing a hot little drop of precum from his cockhead as he groaned in submission. "its very important to make sure you take care of this mark. boys with big cocks typically need to cum quite a bit more often than boys like ollie. Im just not sure how we can take care of this..." Doug looked with a wry grin to Oliver whos hungry gaze was now mezmerized by his own brothers fat leaking cockhead, as the gears slowly turned oliver looked up and exclaimed, "he can cum in my pu-" before realizing his own words meant carnal incest. That was no ordinary cock, it was his brothers. "speak up ollie, its rude to mumble" Doug remarked calmly, massaging Marks heavy balls as the drugs coursing through him drained all his attention to the wonderful tugging and squeezing. "brothers dont..do that..." Oliver mumbled, blushing. Doug could forgive the boy for his modesty but he wasnt interested in a final answer. "Oliver like i said, bonding is very important." Doug remarked in his usual sadistically clinical tone, mashing together equal parts of Tina and lube between his fingers as he approached the boys exposed hole. "now your brothers cock, thats a nice big one, dont you think so?" Doug pressed gently into olivers warm, cotton candy pink hole and stirred the potent mixture into the teens body. "mmngh..." Olivers discomfort registered briefly as the burning narcotic entered his system "be a good boy ollie and tell the truth, describe it to me.." Doug chided as oliver squirmed and writhed. "um, its really nice. its...thick...the cum tastes good..." Oliver grunted again as Doug pushed more of the potent goo inside him. "thats right ollie, its a big fat cock with tasty cum. and what do you have?" Dougs remarked as his fingers played in and out of the boys cockthirsty hole. "ive got a...good pussy..." oliver cooed with a sigh, "such a modest boy ollie. Ollie, good pussies arent good enough for big cocks though..." as the heat swept through the boys slender body doug registered the familiar hunger in his eyes. "no its...i mean its really really good. mmgh...its the...its perfect for big cocks..." oliver desperately blurted in retort. "thats more like it. do you think it would be good enough for your brothers cock? thats pretty special." Oliver reached down and wrapped his hand around Marks prick with a pleading look in his eye the older sibling didnt seem to register as oliver raised his hips. "Thaaats right, its time...in a minute mark, you're going to feel a little warm pressure on that big fat knob..." doug remarked softly as oliver came to rest the cock against his quivering hole, as he had done with so many others before. "just let it happen..." doug whispered with a grin. Mark watched hypnotically as Oliver slowly sank down on his cock, the two groaning as inch after inch of straight virgin penis disappeared into his own brother. "do you feel it mark? That, is the softest, warmest pussy your cock will ever feel." oliver began slowly driving himself up and down, relishing the forbidden fuck and feeding his carnal lust. "Im sure you feel a little shame right now but dont worry, in time it will be the only pussy you will ever want to feel. its natural, let it happen..." "doug watched Marks expression evolve through conflict and lust, as oliver simply plunged away, stuffing himself full of warm thick incestuous raw cock. "you know mark, hes not going to stop...Ollie knows you have cum to give him, and hes going to fuck it right out of you...its what he was made for." Marks eyes shot open as he felt his seed boiling in his balls. he was about to inseminate his own brother. Reaching up to push Oliver off Doug caught the boys feeble hand mid flight, guiding it to Olivers soft boyish hip as Mark cried out. "there you go mark, nice and deep, cum cum cum...." Doug teased as he pushed ollie gently into his brothers lap. "alllll done. such a good job you two" doug smiled as oliver reluctantly climbed off his brothers dick, "the first times always so quick, but your cocks never going to forget just how good it felt dumping all that cum into your little brother"

"mark?" Oliver asked quizzically as the tall, slender boy shuffled across the airport lobby toward him. "ollie! hey man can you get this bag? Guatamala was amazing but we moved a stove in the church on the last day and..." Oliver sighed. "jesus christ..." he rolled his eyes as he was interrupted. "works in mysterious ways of course!" Mark beamed as the two made way for the parking garage. "so, whats my little brother been up to while I was gone?" The question took Oliver by surprise. He had the entire trip over to rehearse something better than the truth, and he wasnt about to admit to spending a night getting his guts redecorated with poz cocks. those gorgeous, thick, meaty cocks that just seemed to fit inside so perfectly. "yeah" Oliver muttered at the thought under his breath as he recalled for a moment the unbridled raw passion of draining a house full of big strong men. "yeah what?" marks words returned his thoughts to the question at hand and his now swelling cock. "oh uh..just...you know hanging out with the girl...friend" Oliver practically cringed at the pneumatic cadence of that lie. "So hows ole whats-her-name doin?" Oliver smiled as he began to answer only to pause. He couldnt remember her name. Doug had slowly pushed her out of his life entirely to ensure the boys total dedication as a cock thirsty cum slut. Oliver knew more about the taste of a mans cock than he could remember about her at all. Oliver could practically set a watch by his instinctual knowledge of when a mans slippery cock would lose the battle inside his endlessly perfect boy pussy and begin to surrender its luscious seed, but he couldnt even manage to recall the colour of his purported girlfriends hair. "shes okay" Oliver resigned his response to the obvious. The countryside flew by in relative silence for a moment as Mark fidgeted for the christian radio station and babbled on about the many tribulations of fresh water and the lords plan for finding a bathroom in the jungle until he reached into the cupholder and studied a prescription. "Hey now this is helpful. Is this guy any good? Dr....Doug? what does he treat?" Olivers heart lept into his throat. "sure" he blurted. "allergies or uh..i guess anything." Mark fished out his phone and called the number on the letterhead as Oliver sat in shock. There was no way to explain Doug, or what he had become. "10:30 tomorrow morning!" Mark beamed. "They said they have time to look at my back. See ollie? I told you the lord works in mysterious ways." Having barely slept the night before, Oliver stumbled out of the shower and raced to catch up with his impossibly perky brother. the past few nights of tina and friends had left him wanting, and as he began brushing his teeth he instinctively pumped a dollop of hand lotion and massaged it into his boy hole. "mmmmh" he moaned around the brush as he began to fondly recall the many ways his pretty new cunt had gobbled up so much cum. There was the silver bear from Dougs running group who lifted his petite frame into the air, spreading his legs and impaling him over and over as his powerful arms made the boy dance like a marionette on his cock for all the world to see. then there was the otter from the nice tattoo shop...what was his name? it didnt matter. Ollies puffy pink lips went back for seconds, and thirds, greedily draining every last drop he could get. "come on we're gonna be late!!" came a rap at the door to send the hungry bottom right back to earth. "mmmwahawa" Ollie grumbled loudly over the brush as he pulled his fingers out of his honeypot and finished brushing. Looking down, he saw a small pool of shimmering precum at the edge of the sink, with a single gossamer thread glistening at the tip of his little golden cockring. Did he cum? did it matter? he sighed as he reached to the hand towel to clean it up only to pause. In an instant he put the towel back, lowered his face to the sink and carefully lapped up the gooey mess. Cum, even if it was his own, was nothing more than a fantastic slimy confection to him now. it belonged in him. At the office, Ollie had busied himself with his texts. Trey had sent a lewd photo of what appeared to be max's ass, oozing jizz with the caption "about to give sleeping beauty a kiss on the lips ;)" The only thing Trey liked more than an ass full of cum was a tummy just as full. "Mark?" came a booming voice from the hallway as he looked up and saw Doug in a fresh white lab coat and his trademark smile. his heart swooned a the sight of that salt and pepper beard and his broad strong shoulders. "well hey there Ollie! Do you two know eachother?" Oliver smiled as Mark shook hands. "Im his brother, I called about the stove? er..i mean..." Doug smirked. "i take it you mean your back then. Well nothing to worry about. If you two dont mind I can take care of Ollie too, hes due for an allergy shot in a few days but today works too." Oliver rose on helium heels as he followed along into the exam room. "Mark you look like a size large..." Doug thrust a paper gown into the boys confused hands. "Ill need to actually see your body if im going to treat it now Mark." Doug lectured sternly as Mark no sooner complied, and emerged from the bathroom in a blue paper gown that drew a snicker from his younger brother. As the two climbed onto the exam table Doug began taking measurements as Mark once again detailed the mission trip in exhausting clarity. "Mark ill need you to step out of the gown for a minute so I can check for a hernia." Dougs cold prescriptive voice couldnt be any more skilled or knowing in its command as Mark went from clothed to nude in a flash, and in doing so revealed a long, thick nine inch cock. "my word what are they feeding you boys on mission trips?" Doug chuckled as he cupped the boys warm balls. "cough" Doug instructed as he gently hefted the boys nuts around, softly stroking his index finger behind them a few times before stepping away from the furiously blushing boy and toward the cabinet. Marks cock was now semihard, an expression he took great offense to as he began reaching for the gown. "no im sorry mark we need to perform one more test....pull your legs up for me and lie back..." Doug eased the boy back and adjusted his legs until his fuzzy manhole came into view. no doubt a virginal little thing, Doug intended as he always did to be first inside in due time. The allure of Ollie was one thing, but two for the price of one just couldnt be beat. "this might be a little cool at first" doug cautioned as he mashed a generous dollop of thick white lube against the boys protesting orifice. "have you ever put anything in here mark? its okay if you have. perfectly natural for men to experiment." doug reassured the boy as he protested. "no sir thats absolutely sinful. Im saving myself through jesus and waiting for a perfect marriage...ngh..." Doug stifled the boys tiresome sales pitch as his meaty index finger pierced the tight hot hole. "feeling alright now Mark? just a little pressure is all..." Doug probed gently for his prize, the boys firm prostate. "Its getting really hot," Mark grit his teeth as doug continued, ignoring the boys protest against the tina in the lube as he made first contact and began caressing marks boy button. "im sure the Mark of the bible probably thought this was the most evil thing in the world, dont you think so?" Doug teased the boy as his eyes relaxed and his breathing slowed. "how are you feeling now mark?" The boy didnt answer, he just stared at his now throbbing cock in wonderment as doug continued to force the boy erect. Once marks meaty cockhead oozed its first sparkling drop of sinful precum he stopped, contented. "It looks like everythings in order Mark, other than some swelling and a little soreness." Oliver knew that look as he had seen so many times. Marks glassy eyes scanned his veiny prick as the syrupy precum ran down his fuck stick until Doug interrupted him, tying off his arm. "big fist for me now Mark" Doug smiled and in turn, so did Mark as he watched the needle enter his arm. Oliver watched speechless. Was this how it was when he first met Doug? he began to involuntarily fidget as he watch his brother drift along the same delicious wave of medicine doug prepared for him regularly. "there we go, hows that back feel mark?" The boy just grinned and sighed as Doug reloaded the syringe and without a word, Ollie presented his arm. "such a pretty boy Ollie...." doug reassured the teen as he sent the boy flying alongside his sibling. "clothes off Ollie, its only fair. Mark I'd like to show you something...." Doug took great care in his creations as he squirted a blob of lube into marks fist. "Youve got quite a big cock there Mark but im worried you dont know the first thing about how to take care of it properly." Doug moved a finger to swirl the precum around the boys cockhead, brushing away his protests. "that a boy Mark, do you feel that? You need to listen to this nice big cock. It was made to cum." Doug watched the conflicted boy as he groaned on dougs fingertip. "here..." doug lifted the boys goo filled palm to his lap. "now..." doug took the boy by the chin and guided his gaze to his dripping prick. "wrap your fingers around it mark." doug commanded as the boy awkwardly palmed his heavy dong. "that a boy Mark. just let nature take its course. listen to that big greasy schlong and give it all the attention it needs." Mark gazed into his cockhead as doug pulled away, leaving him to stroke obediently at the edge of the exam table. Oliver stood patiently, watching his own brother who once wouldnt so much as look at a lingerie catalog enthusiastically flog is cock at dougs command. As doug wrestled his belt free, the jingling metal called to Oliver as pure pavlovian response. Oliver stepped in front of the doctor, dropped to his knees, and waited patiently for the succulent meat. "such a good boy ollie. Mark, pay close attention. Your brothers become a very special young man since you last met him. Im sure youll enjoy seeing how talented hes become in your absence." Mark watched as Doug stood centimeters from the boys lips, his big purple cockhead dancing before the hungry teen in utter temptation. "Here ollie, taste." Doug presented his finger, coated in marks precum, as the boy began to lick and suck at it. "theres a boy. Did you see that mark? he didnt even think. He just saw the precum he needed to eat. Does your big brother taste good Ollie?" A sudden wave of shame washed over the boy as he realized doug was right again. he didnt so much as think first before gulping at the mans finger, but he was indeed swirling the piquant flavour of his own brothers precum around his tongue. "its alright Ollie, im sure mark doesnt mind you taking just a little taste of him..." Doug grined as he looked over to mark, who hadnt missed a beat as he continued watching the depravity before him. "suppertime Ollie...." Doug fed his cock into the boys mouth, and Mark stared jaw agape as his brother paused a moment to slurp and suck the fresh precum from the doctors prick before opening wider to rest his face fully in dougs lap. "Mark hes simply amazing. Look how he takes every inch into his throat." Doug encouraged his cocksucker with a firm hand on his head. "I control it Mark because I listen to my cock, just like you should." doug flexed his hips and pushed his cock back into the boys eager throat. for a moment, there was nothing but the sound of Dougs massive prick as it slid unrestricted in and out of Olivers throat. Doug took his time feeding his inches into the submissive boy as he continued his lecture. "Doesnt it look inviting Mark? Your brother could easily accommodate that nice big cock in your hand. And he'll gladly suck it dry for you." Doug watched the boy blush and turn away, but continue stroking. "now mark your brothers nearly finished. You need to pay close attention." Doug guided the boys chin back to the kneeling twink as he prepared his final thrust. "swallow it all now ollie.." Doug thrust his cock deep into the boys throat and as he gulped and gurgled audibly, he obediently drank dougs toxic seed. "see mark? he didnt spill a drop. Thats where your cum goes Mark, so we're going to practice together now..." Doug pulled the boy to his feet. "..i dont...." Mark protested as Ollie sat on the floor panting. "its alright to be shy the first time Mark but its perfectly natural to let your brother drink your cum. Its what Ollie wants, what he was made to do." Doug placed a firm hand on the boys shoulder. "You cant resist him. nobody can." Doug smiled as Oliver felt a sense of pride. He was right. Of all the people at the party, nobody could resist. "Just relax and stroke the cock Mark." Doug watched and as the spun boy fisted his cock in front of his younger sibling, he quietly propped his cellphone camera on the desk. "Dont be greedy Ollie, You need to open your mouth nice and wide and let Mark decide whats best. Boys with big cocks get to cum however they want." Ollie nodded in agreement. It only seemed natural as Mark pounded his creamy dong in front of his face. "nono mark, look into your brothers eyes." Doug guided the boys to lock eyes once again as Mark slowed in hesitation. "now Mark dont be bad mannered, its rude to keep your load from a pretty boy like Ollie. Dont fight, its for the best." Doug watched in concern as Marks visibly conflicted expression became a frustrating if not unintentional defiance of the older mans superior tutelage. "Lick." Doug presented his middle finger to oliver who obediently coated it in spit. "Im sure your minds wandering Mark. Lets return your attention to the cock, shall we?" Doug palmed the boys pale ass and plunged his slippery finger into his slickened hole. As the firm pressure against Marks prostate elicited a heavy gasp Doug spoke reassuringly. "there we are. dont fight now mark, remember, your cocks the one in charge not you. Now aim down just a little bit, we want to get it into your brothers mouth so he can swallow your cum." Doug continued pounding at the virgin boy button until Mark suddenly moaned out, and the first playful splash of savoury spunk landed just as planned in the boys waiting mouth. "there it goes mark, just relax and let that big dig do what it needs to." Mark looked down in disbelief as syrupy white ropes of his own pious jizz each landed perfectly in his brothers mouth. "nows the most important part mark. You need to tell him to swallow it." doug instructed calmly as he pulled out of the boys ass with a pop. Oliver sat in extacy for what seemed like an eternity, his mouth filled with his own brothers hot white cum until Mark finally whispered shamefully. "swallow it..."

That is absolutely true! Women act like they doing their husbands a fucking favor when giving them a blowjob. The faggot just wants to please you and will do what it takes for your load. Faggots offer much more RESPECT for the needs of Real Men.

4. "That was never a question," TJ said. "Of course he's going to take it all. Just shove it in. He's gonna have to get used to it anyway." The stranger pushed harder, forcing several more inches of his fat rod into my ass. I struggled to accommodate him. His cock was thicker than I expected, and my hole was screaming for relief. "Oh yeah," the stranger said. He pulled his cock out slightly, teasing me with the prospect of relief, before pushing it back in even deeper. TJ handed me a bottle of poppers. I unscrewed the cap and I inhaled, like a drowning man to a life ring. Even so, the long seconds it took the poppers to hit me felt more like an entire lifetime. Each moment was an eternity as the stranger opened me up and filled me with his cock. Finally, the warm waves of poppers started to wash over me. The angry pain from his penetration abated and I started to feel the pleasure of getting fucked. He had a beautiful cock and it was hard and stiff and erect. The stranger was not afraid to use it to its full potential. He stabbed it in me, deep, lancing strokes that left little doubt about who was the top and who was the bottom. "First fuck of the night?" TJ asked. "Yeah," the stranger said. "Need to get my head clear." "Found the right place," TJ said. He handed the stranger the pipe again. The stranger casually pushed his dick deeper into me. It was a minor move for him, but left me gasping. "Take it like you're supposed to," TJ told me. He reached under and squeezed my balls. It was nothing compared to what he had done at the glory holes, but it was still more than I had ever bargained for. "Oh fuck yeah," the stranger said. "Fucking milk that dick." As TJ squeezed my balls, I clenched up. I realized that included my ass as well. "Tighten that hole." "Wanna feel something really good?" TJ asked. "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "Hit that pipe, and you'll find out," TJ replied. I heard the hiss of the torch and just barely, over the non-stop dance music, the sound of the stranger inhaling from the glass pipe. "Don't take a pussy hit," TJ said. "Better not," the stranger said. He exhaled his hit; if that was a pussy hit, I didn't want to see what a real hit was. From him alone, the room had gotten noticeably cloudier. "One more." "Make it good," TJ said. "And hold it until I tell you." The torched hissed again. This hit was longer. "That's it," TJ said, encouraging him. The stranger had slowed down fucking me; the strokes were deep and steady. I took the opportunity to do another hit from the brown bottle. This was clearly only a brief respite from his fucking. "Yeah, Mark," TJ said. "Good hit from the poppers for you." TJ turned his attention back to the stranger. "Good hit?" "Mm-hm," he muttered. He let the torch go out, and inhaled the last of the thick clouds. "Hold it until I tell you," TJ said. He still had a hand wrapped around my balls, but mercifully, had stopped squeezing. "Cool?" The stranger must have nodded because for a few moments, there was just the noise from the club; a man grunting in pleasure a few rooms over, and the music. "And you, Mark," TJ continued. "You do a good hit from your poppers." The few short hours I had been around TJ were more than enough for me to learn that I needed to follow instructions. I inhaled deeply from the brown bottle, letting the familiar chemical scent fill my lungs. It would take a few seconds before I felt the effect, but the anticipation was already pushing me forward. "That's it," TJ said. "Nice hit of poppers. And hold it as well." I held the hit. I thought it would be just a few seconds, but time stretched out. With my head in the clouds, it was hard to tell what was a second, a minute or an hour, so I just allowed the stranger to pound my hole as I let the poppers launch me further into the dark spaces of sex. "That's good," TJ said. "Now, Mark, you exhale. And now," he continued, turning to the stranger. "You exhale." I looked back just in time to see the clouds start to emerge. But, at that moment, TJ clenched his fist around my balls, squeezing as tight as ever. I gasped in pain as the torture spread across my body. "FUCK YEAH," the stranger grunted and slammed his cock deep into me. "MILK MY DICK," he continued. I was still gasping for breath even as TJ was tightening his grip around my balls. "That's it," he mumbled, now totally lost in the pleasure of fucking me. "Take my dick. Make it feel good. Fucking dripping in you." "Yeah," TJ said. "That's your hole to use." I was still gasping, contorting my body to find relief. But, around the two fixed points of TJ's hand on my balls and the stranger's cock in my ass, there was no way to make it any better. "And it sounds like Mark's having fun too." I shook my head, hoping that TJ would see and soften his grip. "Careful what you wish for," TJ said to me, then released his hold. I thought the relief would be quick and decisive. But TJ's warning was accurate. As the blood rushed back into my balls, the pain only got more intense. Not only that, the stranger was slamming his cock into me. Every bit of his thick, dark brown cock is sliding up and down, along my asshole, and coating me with his thick Latino pre-cum. "Maybe a break," I managed to mutter. I wanted a minute to sit down and clear my head. I wanted to think about what it meant to have taken a Hispanic cock up my ass. I wanted to have fun, yes, but I needed to find something cleaner. Something better. Under the influence of the drugs, my mind was racing jumping from thought to thought. Maybe a hot white guy would fuck me. A clean white cock, sliding up my ass. That would be good. That would be the right thing for an Aryan like me. But suddenly, my mind was focused. The pain had returned, and it gave me everything I was able to think about. "No," TJ said. "I don't think so." He stopped squeezing my balls, but the pain was still just as intense. "My man here. Getting so close to giving you his nutt. You're going to take it." He gently stroked my balls. They were tender and sore from his abuse. "Now, he's gonna do another hit of Miss Tina, you're gonna do a big huff of your poppers, I'm gonna fucking squeeze hard, and god damn, magic's gonna happen." The stranger laughed. "Fuck yeah," he said. "Fucking magic." I swallowed, hard. "Magic," I said, and unscrewed the top of the poppers. Sometimes, inhaling poppers seems to take hours, each moment a bit of pleasure. Unfortunately, this time, it seemed like only a brief second of relief. The stranger was hitting the pipe again, and TJ adjusted his grip on my balls. The two of them were gearing up for a battle, and unfortunately, my hole was the enemy to be defeated. "Hold it," TJ said, to both of us. As commanded, I held my breath, anxiously waiting for the inevitable squeeze of TJ's hand around my tender ball sack. This must be how a condemned man felt waiting for his execution. "Good?" TJ asked the stranger. "Hell yeah," he said, exhaling his hit. Even before the stranger finished his utterance, TJ tightened his grip, harder than before. The pain shot out from my groin, across my stomach and through my chest. I gasped, exhaling the poppers, and clenched my muscles. "Oh, FUCK YES," the stranger grunted, slamming his cock into my now tight, clenched hole. "Use him. Breed him," TJ said, now pulling my balls as well. I was in my own hell. The poppers and drugs were not helping the white pain in my balls. If anything, they were making it worse. "Take my fucking cock," the stranger grunted, slamming his steel shaft into my tender hole. "Take every fucking inch." "Come on," TJ muttered. "Breed him good." "FUCK," the stranger exclaimed, sinking his dick into me one last time. Even through the clouds of drugs and pain, I felt his shaft throb and the spurt of his Latino cum shoot into my hungry hole. "Take it, faggot," the stranger grunted as another jet coated my guts. "Fuck yeah," TJ said. "Breed that white hole." He squeezed my balls once more, and I responded by clenching my ass. "Milk his brown dick." "GOD DAMN," the stranger said, as several more spurts of thick cum landed inside of me. "That's what I fucking needed." His breath was rapid and deep, as he pushed his dick back into me one last time. I felt it push the load deeper into my hole. The last few drops of cum dribbled out as he recovered from the intensity of his orgasm. "Good start to the night, huh?" TJ said. He had finally released his grip on my balls. I was panting, trying to focus and keep my mind from launching off into a hundred different directions. "Hell yeah," the stranger replied. His cock was starting to soften, and he pulled it out. "Gonna be hard to beat that hole," he said, giving my ass a slap. All I could think of was how I was suddenly empty and how badly I needed a dick back in me. The stranger got off the bed, and quickly wrapped his towel back around his waist. "Thanks," he said to TJ. "That was just what I needed." "No problem," TJ said. With that, the stranger went into the dark hall, leaving TJ and I alone in the room. "Bet you need another dick up there, don't you?" TJ said to me. I was still in a daze, my balls aching and the stranger's load slowly soaking into my body. Involuntarily, I nodded in agreement. "I know your type," TJ said, as he sat down on the bed, and leaned back. "Why don't you give my dick some mouth love," he said. I turned around and got in a better position; I was between his muscular black legs, on my knees, my face right in his groin and my ass up in the air. As I got into position, I realized that my ass was facing the door; anyone walking by could see my used hole, but I wouldn't be able to see them. I looked up at TJ. "Yeah," he said. "You're gonna get fucked by whoever walks by." He put his hand on the back of my head, and pressed me down onto my cock. "Now, take care of my dick." I didn't have an option. I opened my mouth and let his black shaft penetrate me. I always had doubts about taking dick like I did. It was perhaps the penultimate betrayal of my race, and now I had gone and done the last and final betrayal. But yet, it felt strangely natural, almost easy to be sucking on TJ's black shaft. Although, it was only easy in a mental sense. The size and weight of his shaft presented obvious physical challenges to sucking him off. But I did my best, opening my mouth wide and slowly working his engorged cockhead into my mouth. "That's it, faggot," he said. "Fucking make my dick feel good. That's what you're here for." Even though I understood the words all too perfectly, I still found some comfort in them. They meant that for the next few minutes, I didn't have to make decisions. I didn't have to worry about what I was doing, and could revel in the cock in front of me. It didn't matter that the man I was sucking off was a nigger. It didn't matter I had just let a brown nigger cum in my hole. All that mattered was the dick in front of me. I could enjoy a brief moment of color blindness, and convince myself it was just a dick, neither black nor brown nor white. Right as TJ's shaft started to tickle the back of my throat, he shifted slightly. "Like what you see?" he said, directed at someone obviously standing in the doorway. "Fuck yeah," another voice said. I started to turn to see who was there, but TJ put his hand back on my head and held me in place. He leaned in to my head. "Stay on my dick, faggot. I didn't tell you to stop." I stopped trying to look, and instead swallowed slightly. It was just enough for his dickhead to slide into my throat. "Oh yeah," TJ moaned, then returned his attention to the new stranger. "He's lubed and ready," he said. The stranger stepped over to me. He pressed his unfamiliar fingers against my ass. They were callused, like he had spent years working outdoors, and thick. I wondered if it was a preview of what his cock was like. "Fuck yeah. Bareback?" the stranger asked. "Of course. Breed him," TJ said. He leaned into me. "Do a hit of your poppers. Then take both of us. I want you to go all the way down on my dick." I nodded, and held the bottle under my nose. I inhaled deeply, hoping the warmth of the drugs would help me not mind what I was about to do. As I inhaled, I could feel the stranger line his cock up with my hole. I could tell the stranger was uncut. His dick was definitely hard, but there was the unusual softness to it as well that was the hallmark of a foreskin. I had always been fascinated by uncut guys, ever since my father told me how the Germans never circumcised their sons. I wondered if I was getting fucked by a German man. "Ready?" the new stranger asked. I put down the poppers and screwed the top back on. I nodded; my mouth was already full of TJ's cock, and I wasn't able to say anything other than a muffled grunt of pleasure. "He's always ready," TJ said, answering for me. "By the way, I'm TJ." "I'm Jose," the stranger that I now knew as Jose replied. I also realized he had a thick Mexican accent. I had my throat filled with a black cock, and was seconds away from getting my ass filled by another Latino dick. "Oh yeah," he grunted as he pushed his dick into my ass. As his shaft slid into me, his foreskin peeled back, exposing his hard cockhead to my ass. I wondered if he could feel how well-used it already was and if he would care. "Use it," TJ grunted, as I shifted slightly to accommodate Jose's dick. Like his fingers, his dick was thick and meaty. It wasn't as long as the first stranger, but it was a lot thicker. My ass was getting slowly stretched out; I wondered what it would be like when TJ finally fucked me. "Right on," Jose said. "Damn nice hole." He had gone from zero to full-on in just a few seconds, and was now pistoning in and out of me. As he got in deeper, he must have felt the load already up there. "He already been bred?" "Yeah," TJ said. "And swallowed a few loads too." "Fucking slut," Jose muttered under his breath. He was slamming his cock into me, each stroke pushing his brown dick deeper in my guts. "Fucking dirty slut," he muttered. I realized he was getting close. "Cum hungry slut." "Breed him," TJ said. "That's what he needs. What he deserves." "Fuck," Jose grunted, and pushed his cock into me. His orgasm wasn't a sudden explosion of cum, but rather a long steady dribble of his thick spooge. Rather than injecting it deep into me, he used every inch in diameter of his dick to spread his seed all over my ass. Like a white washer, he coated me with his hot Latin cum. "Thanks man," he said, as he pulled out. Before I even realized what had happened, he had wrapped the towel back around his waist, and had left the room. "You ever see him?" TJ asked, as the door rebounded off the frame, coming to rest about a third open. His dick was still deep in my throat, so all I could do was shake my head back and forth. "Damn, that's hot," TJ said. "You taking some thick Mexican cock there, and never even get to see who it was." I focused on the cock buried in my throat. Gagging on the shaft was, honestly, easier than thinking about anything that had happened to me over the past few hours, including two Latinos fucking my hole and injecting their cum into me. I tried to look around, but between TJ's cock in my throat and his hand on my head, it was hard to move my head. "Don't worry," TJ said. "All you need to think about is my cock." He pushed me down further on his shaft and I had to force myself not to gag. I did what TJ told me to do, and concentrated on giving him the best head he had ever had. There were a few satisfied moans from the black man as I worked my way closer to the base of this dick. "Come on in," TJ said after a few minutes. I realized that the door was still open. I wondered how many men had wandered by and seen me, white ass up the air, throat stuffed with nigger dick. "He gets fucked too?" the newest stranger asked. "Hell yeah," TJ said. "And you can put that away. He doesn't get fucked with a plastic bag." "Right on," the stranger said. I heard the crinkle of plastic as the stranger tossed a condom away. "He also taking part in that?" I was able to glance up just enough to see that TJ had picked up the glass pipe. "Yeah," TJ said. "You?" "Of course," the stranger said. "Just makes me pretty crazy." "Not a problem," TJ said. He handed over the pipe and torch. "That's just what Mark needs tonight." "I'm Demitri," the stranger said. The accent was hard to place, but it was thick, and it took me a moment to realize he had introduced himself. At least, like the previous guy, I knew his name. It would have been more difficult if he had been completely anonymous like the first one. "TJ," TJ said. "Nice name, Demitri. And a nice dick. Where are you from?" he continued. "Greece," Demitri replied. "Athens," he said. Demitri lit the torch and started to heat the bowl. As he waited for the crystal to melt and smoke, he lined his cock up with my hole. Like the previous two men, his dick was already hard and ready to fuck. Also like the previous two men, his dick was thick and uncut. "Fuck, that's what I need," Demitri said as he exhaled the hit. "Then do another," TJ said. "First things first," Demitri replied, and pushed his cock into me. There was barely any lube on his dick, but by that point, I hardly needed it. I had two thick loads already inside me. That was more than enough to grease Demitri's cock as it slid into my guts. "That's also what I needed," he said as his cock found a warm pool of cum buried in my ass. I grunted. Once more, I had no choice in the matter. I was going to take this dick, regardless of the length, width or color of the shaft. In the fog of the drugs, it didn't matter as much. I could feel how hard TJ's cock was, still deep in my mouth and throat, and Demitri's dick was just as stiff. It was clear that these men were having a good time, and that I was why they were enjoying themselves so much. It made the debasement a little bit better. "Fuck, this hole is nice," Demitri said. "I can feel the cum already up there." "You should add yours to the collection," TJ said. "Of course," Demitri said. "But there's something to do now." The torch hissed as he started to heat up the glass pipe. I wondered how much was left in the pipe. It was embarrassing to admit, but I didn't want to stop getting fucked. I hoped that there was enough left to keep Demitri happy. "Big hit," TJ said. "You definitely look like you need another one." Demitri was silent in response. I could just hear him sucking down on the pipe, letting his lungs fill up with the thick clouds. I wondered just how crazy he got when he was high. My mind raced at what he might want to do to me. I felt a slight twitch of my dick, as the blood started to flow after the booty bump. Of course, the blood was also flowing to my balls; they were still sore from TJ's attack. Hopefully, Demitri's definition of crazy did not involve ball abuse. "Damn, that's good shit," Demitri said. "Isn't it?" TJ replied. "My source is impeccable." The torch was hissing again. Demitri was doing a third hit. His dick was also sliding in and out of me. Each stroke pushed the accumulated spooge deeper into my me, making these men a permanent part of my body. TJ leaned down, his lips against my ear. He paused for a moment, then whispered, "Greek," he said. "Swarthy dark skin. Hairy. Another color for your collection." "Damn," Demitri said as he exhaled the third hit. It was thick; thick enough that I was worried the smoke detector might go off. "Here you go." "Barely can see it in the clouds," TJ said. "That's how you get your head in the game." He reached up and took the tools from Demitri. As soon as Demitri's hands were free, he grabbed my waist, and used the leverage to pound his dick into me. "Fuck him as hard as you want." "You know I will. Fucking destroy this ass." Although he had started slow, he was now pounding my ass with a tweaker's passion. He was living in the intense, pleasurable moment of the now, where the only thing that mattered was his own pleasure. Unfortunately for me, his most direct path to pleasure went right through ass. Or, as I was suddenly aware, my increasingly well-used ass. I had been a regular at the bathhouse for a while. But I had been relatively restrained, especially compared to the stories I read online. I'd smoke a bit of tina, get in the mood, then find two or three white, preppy guys to fuck me. That would be an entire night, and often part of the morning for me. However, an entire night of partying and playing had just been compressed into less than an hour, and the night showed no sign of ending. "It's here for you to use," TJ said. I pushed back against Demitri's cock, getting another inch or so of his shaft in my ass. The change in position also let me glance up at TJ. He had the glass pipe in his mouth, and was heating the bowl. "You need to get in the mood as well," Demitri said. "Looks like your dick can do some serious damage." "It can," TJ said, as he exhaled his hit. "Serious fun too." He started to suck on the pipe once more. The two men were egging each other on, pushing themselves ever higher. Despite the booty bump I had done, I wanted to join them. The tina was the only way I was able to understand the night. "Maybe one for him?" Demitri asked, slamming his cock into my hole. "The faggot?" TJ asked. "Sure." He grabbed my head and pulled me up. I was staring into his face; his eyes were wide and he was smiling; it was clear just how high he had gotten over the past few hours. "Ready, cocksucker?" he asked me. I nodded. I was enjoying the ability to breath normally again now that TJ's thick black shaft was no longer buried in my throat. "Yeah," I managed to croak. My throat was sore, and I worried that the tina clouds would only make it worse. "Good," TJ said. He stuck the pipe in my mouth and carefully held the torch under it, making sure not to burn himself or the drugs. "Big hit for me, faggot." "Fuck, that's hot," Demitri said. Mind of the exposed flame and the hot glass, he had slowed down his ass-pounding. But I was intensely aware of just how hard his cock was and each twitch and spasm as the pre-cum dripped out of him. "Fuck," he muttered again. "Don't stop," TJ said, forcing more of the drug on me. "It's turning Demitri on." "Hell yeah," Demitri muttered. There was a steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his dick, lubricating and magnifying even the smallest of his movements. "Fucking hot." "That's good," TJ said. "Now hold it until Demitri tells you to exhale." He smiled. He knew what he was saying and the fate it was condemning me to. "All yours," he said to Demitri. I braced myself against TJ's body. He was hot, with the glistening coating of sweat I expected from a tweaker in the middle of a meth session. As soon as I had steadied myself, Demitri attacked. He used all of his muscles to force his cock deeper into my ass. It was intense, and I had to focus to keep from exhaling the cloud. "God, this is good," Demitri said. "Feel every fucking raw inch of your hole. Fucking making it mine." "Pound it," TJ said. "Fucking pound it, breed it, and mark it as yours." Demitri executed TJ's demand perfectly, slamming his dick in and out of me. I gasped a few times, but mercifully, no clouds escaped. "Breed him." "Fuck yeah," Demitri said. "Oh fuck yeah." Each stroke had been noticeably more intense than the one before, and it was clear he was getting close. "Fuck man, show me that cloud." I was more than happy to oblige, and exhaled. The hit had been intense, and the cloud matched. "Hot fucking tweaker bottom. Taking my dick." He pulled out and just the tip remained in me. "Taking my load." He slammed back into my hole, and held it there. "Taking MY LOAD," he grunted, each word marked by a whole-body spasm that meant he was unloading his spooge into my hole. "TAKING MY LOAD," he said again, right as I exhaled the last of the cloud. I had taken another load from another ethnic stranger. "Oh damn," Demitri said, as he collapsed on top of me. His chest was hairy, and it scraped against my back. "Fuck that was good," he said. "You cum in the faggot?" TJ asked. "Yeah," Demitri said. "Right on. That's what he needs." "Thanks for the clouds," Demitri said, as he pushed himself back up and pulled his cock from my ass. "And that sweet hole." I turned my head and finally got a look at him. Dark skin. Hairy chest. Glistening cock, still slightly hard. I wanted to get down on my knees and clean it off for him, but before I could, he wrapped a towel around it, and stepped back into the dark hallway. "You need another hit from the pipe," TJ said.

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

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. Another try at a "short" story. There are 2 parts. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. -- It had been a crappy year so far. In April I caught my supposedly monogamous boyfriend getting tag teamed by a pair of grindr hookups. I watched him pack his shit up and even caught him trying to steal some of my stuff. I heard he couch surfed for a few weeks before he could get a place of his own. I told everyone I knew what happened and many knew he had been playing behind my back for months. I'm sure a few of them had fucked that sack of shit too. I was nearing forty, but thought I still looked good. Some of the twenty-something guys were starting to call me daddy, usually when I let my beard grow out, which just made me feel older than I was. My workout schedule was three or four times a week which kept my six foot body in good shape, toned but not built. I kept the hair on my chest trimmed and my full head of hair perfectly coiffed. When summer started and I was still in a funk, my workout buddy Chris took me out for a beer after the gym. "Ya gotta snap out of it. Stop looking for a new boyfriend, just hookup with a few guys. You might find you click with one" he said. I knew he was right. I hadn't had sex with a guy since a few days before catching my ex in the act and my hand didn't compare to having my cock buried up a guy's hole. "I know, I know. It's just hard to find a guy my age that isn't already in a relationship or isn't a complete slut. The thought of having to wrap it up to fuck after seven years of doing it bare is a turn off, too" I replied. "Get on prep if you're worried about picking up the big bug. You're gonna drive yourself mad if you stay in this rut" he replied. We hit the bar again a few weeks later, a day after I'd fucked the first guy in months. "You look a little better, but you're kind of distracted... What's up?" he asked. "I finally got laid last night, but it didn't go very well" I replied. "Not all of them do. What went wrong?" he asked. "I couldn't stay hard in the condom. The guy was about to give up but said 'try it bare. I'm on prep' so I did. God it felt so good and we fucked for over an hour. I even came in him, just like I used to do with the douchebag" I told him. "OK, I don't see why you're confused. You prefer it bare, just like ninety-nine percent of the guys out there" Chris said. "Yeah, but I don't want to catch anything, and raw fucking guys I don't know is risky. It's less of a risk if I top, but sometimes I like feeling a guy drill my brains out too" I explained. I saw a smile come over his face. "Yeah, I'm the same. But if you're worried, start prep. Or find hookups that are on it. I haven't had a rubber on my dick in over ten years. None of the guys that have fucked me have had one either. Once you go bare, you won't want to go back, as you found out" Chris said. I nodded and saw him adjust himself. He grinned back at me. "I think I know how we can help each other out" he said. That was the start of six weeks of fucking each other three days a week after our workout. Usually it was a flip fuck and neither of us would ever pull out, dumping our loads into each other without a second thought. It was strange bottoming so much after decades of topping most of the time, but it was a small price to pay to fuck like I was used to. After the third week, I'd taken more of his cum than all of the other guys combined since I started having sex in high school. It felt weird walking home from his place with his cum running down my leg but it reminded me that Chris had my cum dripping out of him, too. I started hooking up with other guys too, but since this town is ninety percent bottoms, I always topped with them. Near the end of July, Chris told me that he was going out of town for work for a month. "Did you ever go on prep?" he asked. "Nah, never got around to it. You've been keeping me busy" I replied with a chuckle. "Good time for it, now. You'll have some free time to do it. I won't be back for a couple months" he said. We met up one last time before his trip and I spent the night. While I fucked him some, most of the time I was the one getting nailed. Before I headed home, he stuffed a butt plug in and said "Don't want you lookin like a cheap whore leaving a trail of cum on your way home." Work for me got busy too, but I finally went in to start prep. "We need to do some tests first" the doctor told me. They called me in to discuss the results a few days later. "Jason, you tested positive for HIV. There's no need for prep. We are going to do some more tests to figure out how best to treat you" the doctor said, along with a thousand other things that I didn't hear. -- "I never said I was on it and you didn't ask. I got a really big Christmas gift last year and I've been sharing it. You're number seven that I know of" Chris said when I called to tell him. "What the fuck? That wasn't cool" I yelled back at him. "It's really cool, since you don't have to worry about it any more. You can go on meds, but once you charge up your first neg guy, you're going to want to do it more and more. Its such a rush!" Chris said, sounding excited for me. "You're fuckin kidding me? You want me to go out and infect unsuspecting guys like you did to me?" I said, exasperated. "Do it however you want. Fuck other poz guys, knock up some chasers, breed some prep guys or stealth some neg guys. Just do me a favor and stay off meds for a few months and see how it goes" he said, calmly. "Fuck! Now you want me to do you a favor? You're just a fuckin asshole. I hope you burn in hell" I yelled out before I hung up. The problem was, I was horny. Really horny. As good as my hand felt, I needed more. I figured that there wasn't any harm fucking other poz guys so that's what I started with. By the time I went in to talk with the doctor about my second set of tests, I'd fucked and bred a half dozen poz guys. One even flipped me over and gave me his own potent, unmedicated strain. A few days after my doctor's appointment, I was surfing and one guy sent me a message. "Hey. Think I've seen you at the Sweat Shop gym. Prep btm here, luv takin poz dick. bb only" he said. The pics in his profile looked familiar and I remembered checking him out more than once during my workouts. After a few more messages, I was convinced I wasn't going to infect him. Later that evening, my dick was buried in his ass as he begged for my toxic seed. While some of the poz guys had mentioned it while I fucked them, this guy went all out on poz talk while we fucked. I pumped a huge load in him and I don't think I'd ever seen a bottom happier to get bred. The group of guys I was now comfortable fucking was now getting larger. It was just about a month since I got the diagnosis when the first chaser messaged me. Well, the first one that seemed serious and sent more than "poz me" as a message. He was ten years younger than me, two inches shorter, smooth above the waist and hairy below. He had a nice looking uncut cock and an even better looking ass. His longish, curly hair hung over the almost shaved sides and I saw several bits of metal in his ears. There were a few tattoos scattered over his body as well, but they looked like he spent time planning them out. "You're the first neg guy I've fucked since..." I started to say as we undressed in his small apartment. "That's cool. The last guy that said he wasn't on meds was last year and either he lied or it didn't take. It's fun trying though" the guy said calmly. Calm wasn't how I was feeling. I was nervous and hoped I was going to be able to perform. After a few minutes of groping each other's naked bodies, he worked his way down until he was sucking on my now stiff cock. He was better than most guys and I kind of forgot why I was there, besides to fuck, of course. After fifteen minutes, I wanted to see if his ass felt as good as his mouth and throat. Holding his head by the hair, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and slapped it over his cheek. "I need your ass" I said softly, staring at him. He bent over the bed and I was on my knees a moment later. I was only going to spend a minute rimming him, but his ass just felt too good. My beard mingled with the hair between the mounds of firm flesh. His ring flexed while my tongue lapped over it, adding more spit to the entire crevice. Ten minutes had passed and my cock was now throbbing, needing some attention too. I stood up, surprised how hard my cock still was. I pressed the leaking tip to his spit soaked hole, wondering how I could even think about doing what I was about to do. Pushing a little harder, I heard Chris' comment from a few weeks earlier about knocking up a neg guy rattling around my head. "Aahhh fuck yeah..." the chaser moaned as my cock drove slowly into him. His chute felt good wrapping around my cock and when I bottomed out, he gave a firm squeeze with his ass muscles. My cock was leaking more than usual and soon his hole was really slick. It let me pound him harder and at one point I grabbed his hair and pulled it back before slamming in. While I ground my hips against his ass I whispered in his ear "Ready to get pozzed?" "Oh god yeah... Please breed me full of your bug... I want it so bad!" he cried out. His ring clamped down harder with each phrase, trying to suck the cum out of my balls. I could only thrust in a dozen more times before I began to shoot. The moan he let out told me how much he loved getting filled with my virus enhanced load. After the last pulse, I plowed his ass a few more minutes, churning up the cum inside him and hopefully pushing it deeper. Whether he felt as excited when he converted or when he tested positive, I would probably never know. After a short rest, I drilled him again until my cum needed to escape and help try and end his chase. He was a fun guy to fuck and when we finished told me he was very eager for a repeat. I spent the next 17 days breeding him until I showed up and his body was on fire. We only had a quick fuck that night and I left him passed out with one big load inside. I texted Chris and said "ur right. big rush when first one converts." A rational guy would have thought that once he'd experienced pozzing a guy it was enough and he should start medication to get himself undetectable. That's not what I did. Just like Chris had told me, I wanted more.

This thread reminds me of something that happened to me when I was in my late 20's and was infatuated with a 19 yr-old hot jock-like straight guy. We sometimes worked out together and after a few months when he had already decided to move away for a job we ended up at a motel. I still remember his great body and I liked him so much that sex itself was not the main part. But he ended up fucking me which was nice because I was also kind of in-love with him. It was strange, but in the middle of the action he started kissing me passionately. He later told me that he was surprised that he felt compelled to kiss me. A couple of days later he moved away but we kept in touch. I knew that at some point he had a girlfriend which didn't surprise me. During these months he was sometimes defensive about our friendship, but a few months later he suggested I go and visit him so I booked a flight and I went for a week. When he picked me at the airport he was very defensive and cold and on our way to his apartment he warned me that this gay stuff was not for him and that now he was no longer interested in sex. It was very disappointing for me because we slept in the same bed I couldn't touch him. I hardly slept the first night. The next morning he was still a bit cold and he suggested I go for a ride around town in his car because it was going to be a very busy workday for him. I went out around 11am and after lunch I found my way to the local gay sauna. I was feeling depressed and getting fucked and bred is what I wanted to do. I spent the afternoon at the sauna and although it was never too busy there was also a couple of guys around and would eventually come into my room. This was in the middle of the AIDS crisis but I wanted so much to feel like a slut that I didn't discriminate. I took a few loads that day and after a few hours I went back to my friend's apartment with my hole loaded. I figured that if we are not having sex at least I would enjoy feeling the cum in my hole. When I rang the doorbell my friend opened the door and with a big smile in his face says "Would you like to take a shower with me?" When we went into his shower I managed to wipe out excess cum so he wouldn't know that I had already been bred. We ended up in his bed where he eventually fucked me and deposited another load. It was very hot and he never knew my hole was already loaded with anon cum. Straight guys are unpredictable and because of the confusion in their minds they tend to play games.

I love saunas or bath houses. I actually love walking in and out. As the people who see. Know I am going into to be fucked or coming out I make sure I lovely wet spot to show I am leaking from a loaded up cunt. The look of shock on some faces...and occasionally get a comment about being a diseased faggot which I love. My favourite is a quick sauna to get some heat in my body and sweat rolling. Then to a room door opened on all fours cunt up and lubed.....love the feeling of a naked strange cock working in its head. Then away we go.

Thank you so much for this. I wish I could experience this man on man fun, I'm hoping to be able to go to a fist party and be taught. My partners are only experienced fist wise by me so I'm lacking some experience in the deliverer

** wondering how many loads are gonna get fucked into that hole ..

---- **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. ---

Drank straight from my favorite fuckbud's tap just last night. Nothing feels as good as getting pissed on and in.

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?"

5. “Looks like you just had some fun,” Mike said still grinning. “I, um…” there was literally no way of denying anything, I was standing there in just a jock, sweating with cum leaking out of my hole, “yeah, I was pretty horny today.” “Horny enough that that wasn’t the first guy?” “Well…” He grinned wider, and stepped closer, “Horny enough that you let all of them cum in your ass?” “Uh…” Another step closer, “And you were thinking about what I said yesterday weren’t you?” “Umm…” “About how fun it was to not get off and just get fucked?” “I guess…” “How many guys,” he was very close to me now. “Three.” “Seems like a good start.” “A good start?” “Yeah, you had one slutty day…” “What you’re having more than just a slutty day?” He laughed. We were standing very close now. His smile became a little sheepish, and then wicked again. “I have a slutty life.” He unbuttoned his short shorts and pushed them to the floor. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. He was naked, but his dick was locked in a tight little cage. “You think you’re horny now, wait till you haven’t cum in week.” “Fuck, Mike! Who locked up your cock, I didn’t know you were some kind of sub.” “No one did this to me. It’s what I wanted. I caged myself.” He leaned close to my ear and said in almost a whisper, “I like being a cumdump, and I think you do too.” I laughed, “I heard that yesterday. You took a lot of loads” “And I took a couple more today after work.” “I… well… how did this start?” “Same way you started kinda, I was watching porn of a caged guy getting bred over and over and thought how hot it was that he wasn’t cumming just getting fucked. So I decided to hook up with a guy and not cum, afterwards I wanted more, and I got fucked again. After doing that for a couple weeks a bought myself a cage.” “When?” “Couple months ago.” “Fuck that’s…” “Hot?” “Yeah.” “Look I’m hungry,” he pulled up his shorts, “let’s go get dinner. Unless you need to jerk off first?” “No, um… no I’m good. Let me just take a shower.” “How about you skip the shower and throw some clothes on.” I hesitated for a moment, I knew I smelled like sweat and cum, but then I gave in and got dressed.

There is no lack of fetishizing amongst gay men: bears, twinks, silver daddies, POZ, aidsbone worship, ginger, PIGS, and on and on and on

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

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

My interest in castration began almost 30 years ago, penectomy about 20 years ago. As a happy, healthy, well liked, respected, closet bisexual, professional guy I questioned my sanity with the wild fantasies I had. Family, friends and neighbors don't even suspect that I am bisexual. What would they think if they knew I had fantasies about castration and penectomy (receiving and or doing to someone else). What would they think if rhey knew all the things I have done or let others do to my cock and balls? After many years of introspection I understood the roots of the thoughts and how things developed theough my life. With understanding came acceptance. With acceptance came realization that it was okay for fantasies to become reality. I am still fully intact, but risky play over the years have put my genitals at risk of damage/destruction. And I am okay with that. The desire is there (to have it done to me or to do to others). Given the right time, place, scene, people, fantasies could/will become reality.

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.

Part 33 - The Interview Joe was looking through the university website as a friend had mentioned the university was sponsoring a job fair at which many large companies would come to campus, taking resumes and offering interviews to students who seemed to be a good fit for the company's needs. Joe found the page and looked through it noticing several companies that were in California. He wanted to move out there to be near Mark and away from his parents so that he and Kyle could continue their relationship. He set an appointment on his phone’s calendar app and worked some more on his resume. The job fair was only a week away so he figured he needed to a few things to prepare - get his resume finished and some copies printed on nice paper and create an electronic version to send out, get some clothes to interview in, read up on some of the companies that he wanted to target, etc. He was torn about whether to leave the mohawk or get his hair cut into something more mainstream. Joe and Kyle were out shopping for interview clothing, laughing with each other as they tried on suits and realizing that they didn’t want to have to wear things like that every day. Mark had explained to them that many places were more casual, but it was still a good idea to dress up for the interview to show one was serious. Joe’s phone buzzed with a message and he read it while Kyle was trying on a few pairs of dress pants. “Hi. I saw your escort ad. I’m going to be in town for business and want to have some fun in my free time. I like the things you list that you are into. Are you available Tuesday night? I will have a hotel room alone. I’d like to book for at least 2 hours, maybe three. Not into quickies. Thanks.” Joe read the message over a few times. He really didn’t want to book an appointment for the night before the job fair, especially if it was going to be for a few hours. He wanted to look well rested not tired or hungover when talking to people at the fair, but two or three hours of escort time would be good money. He sent back a reply telling the guy that he would be available, but not very late - the session would have to end before midnight. He asked for what type of activities the guy wanted and emphasized that the fee was for his time, not for any sexual activities if they happened. It didn’t take long before Joe received a response: the client also wanted to end early as he had meetings all day Wednesday. Activities were open but no condoms would be required. The client was versatile and it would depend on their chemistry as to what happened after they met. He added that he was bi, 38 years old, a muscled gym rat, 5’10”, 180 pounds, shaved torso and hairy legs/ass, inked, several piercings with a seven and a half inch cock and he was sexually adventurous. He requested a few more pictures and Joe sent most of the ones that he had, omitting the full body back pic that showed the biohazard tattoo on his calf and the full front that showed the scorpion. There were parts of the scorpion showing in other frontal pics he sent, but nothing really obvious. Joe was surprised that with the detail that the guy gave he omitted HIV status, but didn’t care. He was prepared to see where it went and possibly show up and get turned away when he saw the tats. His concerns were unwarranted since he got a reply back that said “Very nice pics. Is that a scorpion tattoo?” "Yeah," Joe replied, holding his breath. The response took him a bit by surprise. “Fuck yeah. I’ll bottom then. I hope you have a lot of cum to share.” Like all escort meetings, he counted on one in four to cancel and this seemed to be one where the client would get cold feet or was just playing him. He set up a time anyway and they swapped contact numbers and he crossed his fingers. Friday night Joe, Kyle and Steven went over to the club. It had been a while since any of them had been there, since Jeff was unable to go since he was too young. Jeff needed time that weekend to work on a project for one of his classes, so Joe and Kyle were going to take advantage. The guys spent the evening dancing and talking with friends. Luis stopped by and dropped off a free round of beers and asked how they were doing. They joked around for a few minutes and then Luis asked “Did you hear about my roommate Juan?” “Yeah, I heard fourth time finally did the trick at the club party. I hope he enjoyed my loads,” Kyle said. “He’s a pretty greedy bottom for someone that claims to be a top” added Steven. Luis laughed “He was still feeling like shit from the flu and was looking for someone to breed, but every night since the party he’s taken a load from me. He got his test results yesterday and he’s officially in the club. I gotta get back to work. Have fun guys!” As Luis left Steven said “I’m gonna take a leak. Don’t drink my beer.” Steven entered the bathroom and spotted an open urinal and walked up to it. The guys on either side of him were stroking their cocks and he smiled, checking them out as he emptied his bladder. He shook the last few drops of piss out of his cock and zipped up thinking to himself 'Maybe a bit later'. Returning to his table, he finally got a taste of his beer, and just as he took the last swallow, Ryan walked up, still wearing part of his work uniform. “Can I take your order?” he joked and then gave Steven a deep, passionate kiss. They both got a beer and the group chatted and scoped out the guys in the club. Steven had caught one guy looking at him several times all night and whispered to Ryan “Are you interested in a random quick three way?” Ryan nodded with a sinister grin on his face. He discreetly pointed out a man he identified as Lee, who standing with friends at a nearby table. Lee was a little taller than Steven and shorter than Ryan. He was a few years older than they were and Steven knew he was a grad student since he had been a TA in one of his classes the previous semester. Lee looked like a midwestern farm boy - brown haired and brown eyed, an innocent look on his face that probably hid some darker desires. His body was nicely muscled and Steven could see parts of a tribal tattoo poking below both sleeves on his tee shirt. Steven got up and walked through the club and as he passed Lee’s table winked at him and headed to the bathroom. Steven stood in front a one of two neighboring urinals which were empty, pulled out his cock and began stroke himself. He was already hard in anticipation of fucking the cute guy. A few seconds later Lee had taken the bait and was standing next to him. Steven looked over at him and smiled before reaching over and rubbing his firm butt. Lee looked back at Steven and said “Ooooh yeah, fuck, man.” With a quick nod, Steven and Lee went over into the open space in the bathroom and Steven backed against a wall so he could see who walked in. Lee went down on his knees and began sucking Steven’s cock. His tongue explored and probed the shaft and balls, covering every part with spit. Only a couple minutes had passed and Ryan walked up and barked out “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my boyfriend?” Lee stopped and turned around, the look of sheer panic in his face. Steven grabbed his head and turned it back towards him and said “Keep sucking.” Ryan slid his hand into Lee’s pants, fingering the tight hole and then reached down and unbuckled Lee’s belt and undid his jeans. Lee started to protest and Steven held his head. “Just keep sucking” he commanded. Ryan started to rim Lee’s ass, licking all around and then sucking on the pucker. Lee moaned around Steven’s cock and tried to spread his legs as far as he could with his jeans around his ankles. Ryan helped free one of Lee’s feet from the jeans while licking more aggressively. He forced some spit into the hole and then worked it in with his middle finger. He felt the hole yield quickly. Lee was clearly no stranger to taking cock up his ass. Ryan stood up and pressed his stiff cock into the slick hole. There was some initial resistance, but soon enough Ryan’s cock slid into Lee’s very willing hole. Ryan started drilling Lee’s ass, the warm, moist flesh feeling good against his bare cock. His thrusts got faster and his body kept bumping into Lee’s ass, which forced Steven’s cock into Lee’s throat. As Ryan and Steven spit roasted Lee, a crowd of men gathered, most of whom were openly stroking. Ryan loved seeing all of the hot, hard cocks. Steven withdrew his cock from Lee’s mouth and one of the guys quickly took his place, feeding Lee another cock. Ryan grabbed Lee’s hips and shoved in hard, his cum flowing freely into Lee’s unsuspecting guts. When the last spurts of charged cum shot into Lee, Ryan pulled his cock out and Steven quickly shoved in. Ryan was right behind Steven, shielding Steven’s branding on his ass cheek from the crowd and tweaking his nipples. Lee’s oral skills had gotten Steven close, so it only took a few minutes of pounding his hole before Steven rammed in deep and several shot ropes of his infected seed into Lee’s cunt. The crowd had been cheering them on, but with his balls empty Steven pulled out and stuffed his now semi-hard cock into his jeans. Ryan and Steven watched another guy mount Lee and push his bare cock into the toxic cream in Lee’s hole. They smiled at each other and went back to the table with Joe and Kyle, leaving Lee on the floor of the bathroom getting gang fucked. Monday night Kyle was pissed that Joe wasn’t interesting in fucking, but he knew that Joe took his escorting seriously and could use the cash. Joe got a message from his Tuesday client, confirming the time and place, which surprised him. 'Guess he will show after all', he thought. Kyle told Jeff to stop by so he could get some relief and Jeff promptly showed-up at the apartment. Joe rubbed his crotch as he heard Kyle and Jeff rut, but purposefully saved his cum for his Tuesday client, who seemed keen to experience. get. Joe texted the client asking f there was anything specific that he wanted to do, so he could be prepared. The client said “No, just you.” Tuesday evening Joe showered and got ready, making sure that he had plenty of supplies in his bag, gave Kyle a kiss and headed over to the nicest hotel in town. He dressed better than he did for many of his tricks, trying to fit in with the clientele of the hotel. He walked in and nodded to the person at the front desk who he had seen numerous times before, heading directly to his client's room, arriving two minutes before 8:00 PM. A knock on the door and Joe heard a voice from the room yell “Just a second.” Joe waited patiently. The door opened and there stood a guy who matched the description the client had sent him a week earlier, only now the client was wearing only a pair of form fitting trunks with a very nice bulge. He looked better than Joe had imagined. The trimmed scruff on his face with several piercings in each ear, a muscular chest with both nipples pierced with barbells, both upper arms had partial sleeves and his muscled, hairy legs also had several tattoos. A bright, friendly smile and sexy grey eyes looked him over as Joe checked the client out. “Hi, I’m Dave” Joe said, always feeling strange when he said his ‘escort name’. He took a second perusal of the guy, which apparently the guy was doing to Joe too. “Oh, I’m sorry. Come on in Dave, I’m Greg.” Joe walked in and the door closed behind him. Greg set the deadbolt and safety bar and walked back into the room where Joe was standing. Joe looked around and there was a laptop at the desk and a cell phone, some clothes laying on a chair and a stack of money next to the flat screen TV. 'He’s done this before', thought Joe. “So, we really didn’t talk a lot about what you’re looking for tonight. I understand keeping it vague when messaging like that, but before we start I’d like to know what you expect to make our time together what you want,” Joe said. “Well, we can start by seeing what you really look like. The pictures were hot, but I like flesh even better,” Greg replied as he unbuttoned Joe’s shirt, followed by unbuttoning Joe’s jeans. Joe kicked off his shoes and let his jeans fall to the floor. He had decided to go commando this evening, so he stood there with only his socks on. Greg moved back and looked Joe over, caressing his body and feeling his muscles, cock and ass. “Hmm” Greg started as he moved around and looked over Joe’s backside. Greg rubbed his fingers between Joe’s crack and Joe let out a light moan. He was accustomed to clients checking him over like a piece of meat before anything happened, but Greg seemed to be more thorough than most. “You seem to be keeping yourself in good shape. I like the mods. I love a guy with a PA and the ink is quite nice. I like two of them in particular. I assume that with both the scorpion and biohazard tats that you are poz?” Greg asked. “Yes, I am. I brought condoms in case we need them,” Joe replied. Greg chuckled “I never use them. How I have stayed neg all these years is really a surprise. Are you on medication for HIV?” Joe hadn’t been asked this before and wasn’t sure how to answer but he said “No, I’m not yet.” “Ooooh, this is going to be good, then. Do you have any problems breeding neg guys, Dave?” Greg asked with a sinister tone to his voice. “I’m here to do what ever you want, Greg. If you want me to breed and maybe infect you, it’s your choice. If you want to cover up and do everything safely, I can also do that,” Joe replied. “I recently decided to get pozzed, Joe. But, I don’t want it from just anyone. I want it to come from someone who turns me on and can fuck without regret, knowing what he is doing to the body that I have spent years getting to look like this. We seem to have similar thoughts like that. You have the advantage of age. I wish I had the guts when I was your age to take this leap. Did you do it intentionally?” Greg probed. “Yes I did,” Joe said simply. “Fuck. I really admire you for that. I would like to hear about it when we are done, if you don’t mind. If tonight goes well, I may want to hire you again tomorrow and maybe Thursday. May I ask if you have infected anyone yet?” Greg asked. “A few. Most, 'though, were group efforts,” Joe answered, almost apologetically. Greg nodded and grinned and asked “Do you know what your viral load is?” “When I tested last my load was 212,000,” Joe said, trying not to sound annoyed. He wanted to fuck, breed, collect his money and get out of there, but he humored Greg with all of his questions. “You might be the perfect person to knock me up, then. I want you to do whatever you think it will take to make sure the bug gets into me. Be as rough as you want, but no permanent marks and don’t break anything. No one at my meetings tomorrow can know that anything happened to me tonight, but I will have your seed inside me tomorrow destroying my body from the inside out.” Joe reached down and pulled his socks off and walked around Greg like he was prey. He pushed his hand under Greg’s trunks and forced his finger into his hole. Joe pulled him close and kissed him roughly before pulling the trunks down and seeing Greg completely naked for the first time. Both of their cocks were stiffening by the second and and Joe liked Greg’s bubble butt and the large 0 gauge PA in Greg’s sizable cock. Joe pushed Greg over towards the bed and demanded “Bend over the bed and stay there a moment.” He reached into his jeans and got the bottle of poppers and fished a few things out of his bag. He walked up behind Greg and slapped his ass and then put a ball gag around Greg’s head. When it was tight he put the popper bottle up next to Greg’s nose, closing the other nostril and said “One long hit.” Greg breathed deep and Joe repeated it with the other nostril. Joe put leather cuffs on both wrists and connected them. He looked down at Greg and said “Last chance. Do you want me to stop? Nod your head.” Greg shook his head no and Joe said “Good man.” Joe knelt behind Greg and started to rim his ass, tasting the man scent and giving him just a small bit of spit for lube. Under normal circumstances, Joe would have feasted on Greg’s hot butt for a long time, but tonights activities were only dealing with getting him pozzed up. Joe shoved a finger into Greg’s hole, using his fingernail to scrape and gouge into the tender flesh inside his mancunt. He reached back and got a bottle brush from his bag and slowly inserted it into Greg’s rectum. Greg screamed around the ball gag, but Joe ignored it and started twisting it around and in and out until it was coated in fresh blood. He pulled the brush out and showed the red dripping brush to Greg. Joe could see the terror in his eyes and knew about this time Greg was probably having second thoughts. Joe stroked his cock to full hardness and looked over Greg’s tortured hole. He lined up his cock and firmly pushed all the way inside Greg’s hole, feeling him squirm as his cock stretched the tunnel open and his PA dragged along the scraped up tissue. Joe climbed on Greg’s back and whispered in his ear “Your ass is all ready to soak up my toxic cum. I could stop right now and you would just be sore for the next few days or I can fuck and breed that sexy ass of yours and let the bug invade your perfect body. If I breed you, you have to agree to share your gift when you’re poz and don’t go on meds until your t-cells are in double digits. Do you agree?” Greg nodded his head up and down and said a muffled “Mmmhmm” around the gag. The deal struck, Joe started to fuck Greg’s pussy with determination. The blood made his hole feel wet and his precum was adding to it with each stroke. He had a big load saved up and knew he would probably be able to inject at least three doses of his virus filled cum into Greg’s fertile hole. He moved his cock around as he pounded Greg and he could hear the tone in Greg’s voice change as the pain faded and he started to enjoy the fuck. Joe started to wonder, was Greg normally a muscle bottom or a total top bottoming to get pozzed? Right now it didn’t matter, he was Joe’s fuck toy to use as he pleased and fill with as much toxin as he could. He could feel Greg start to work his cock with his ass and knew he was physically begging for his first load of Joe’s cum. Just as the clock hit the 45 minute mark of their meeting, Joe slammed in and felt his balls empty their charged cum into Greg’s helpless guts. He heard Greg moan loudly around the gag as he felt the cum flood his body. Joe slowly pumped his cock in and out, pressing it into the walls of Greg’s colon. He laid on top of Greg and unbuckled the gag and disconnected the cuffs from each other and then pulled his cock out and he laid on the bed. “Round one done. I hope you’re up for more,” Joe commented. Greg was panting hard and slowly moved forward laying on the bed, face down. “Oh my fucking god,” he said breathlessly. “You destroyed my ass. I’ve never been fucked that brutally. I hope I can take more.” Joe inwardly chuckled thinking 'Yeah, he’s mostly a top', telling Greg “Climb up on the bed a bit more and roll over.” Greg wasn’t used to being told what to do, but he complied. He had given control to Dave and needed to follow through. As they both got their bodies back to breathing normally, Joe wanted to taste some of Greg’s last neg seed. He crawled between Greg’s legs and started licking and sucking Greg’s flaccid cock. The cock started to grow in his mouth and he flicked his tongue around Greg’s PA, getting his tongue between the two balls of the horseshoe piercing. He bobbed and used all of his tricks to get Greg to shoot, but he got nothing until he slid his finger into Greg’s battered hole and found the spot and rubbed his prostate. Greg bucked and squirmed as Joe sucked until finally Greg shoved his hips up and started shooting his cum into Joe’s mouth. Joe swallowed down the first shot as the second filled his mouth. Tasting the sweet cum that hopefully would be filled with his bug in a matter of weeks, he tried to get all of Greg’s load out and savor it’s purity. Joe pushed Greg’s legs up and Greg looked back at him with worry in his face. Joe grinned as his rock hard cock pushed back into Greg’s pussy. Greg groaned as Joe’s cock stretched his sore hole open again. He had never felt his hole ache like this before, but he knew that there was a good chance that as beat up as his hole felt, the virus would easily invade his body. Joe spread Greg’s legs wider and began fucking again, slowly building up speed. He pushed Greg back on to his shoulders and got into position to pile drive his cock into the wrecked hole. Greg looked up at him with a need in his eyes that Joe remembered he had when Mark was breeding him several weeks earlier. Joe’s cock drove deep into Greg and the slap of their bodies was a familiar sound to both of them. Greg started to quietly beg - “breed me, please breed me.” Joe laughed to himself thinking he may have broken the poor stud and turned him into a bottom. He began to jackrabbit his cock into Greg and then planted his cock as far inside as he could as a second round of cum filled the neg stud. They both let out moans as the cum transferred between them. As his body stopped twitching from the orgasm, Joe lowered Greg back down to the bed and the two laid there side by side. “Do you always fuck this rough?” Greg asked. Laughing, Joe said “No, I don’t. It depends on who I’m with and what the guy is into. Tonight we only have one goal and thats to get you knocked up. The easiest way is for a rough fuck that gives as many channels as possible for the virus to infect you. If you want I can go easier for the next round.” “Yeah, please. I don’t bottom often and its usually not a hard fuck. Now I know how some of the guys I’ve fucked felt when they told me to go slower” Greg said with a laugh. “Sorry, I thought that’s what you wanted” Joe said, starting to be concerned. “No, thats exactly what I asked for. I thought that I could handle it but I guess not” Greg said meekly. Joe got up and grabbed a bottle of water and took a large gulp, drinking half of it. He put the cap on and tossed it to Greg who looked concerned that he was going to drink out of the same bottle as Joe. Joe chuckled and said “You’ll take my poz cum with no problem but are worried about a few germs from my spit?” Greg laughed saying “yeah, thats pretty silly, isn’t it” and chugged the rest of the water down. Joe glanced at the clock and realized that the two hour session they originally planned was going to go long. It really didn’t matter and he didn’t want to rush the last fuck. He climbed on the bed and rolled Greg on to his hands and knees and licked from his balls, up his taint and then around the puffy ring. He tasted the mixture of cum, assjuice and blood and pushed a glob of spit inside. He moved closer and slowly pushed his cock back inside Greg. This was more gentle, but Greg’s hole was very sore and he heard the pain in Greg’s groans. It wasn’t a romantic fuck, but Joe fucked just hard enough to be able to coax another load out of his balls. The even tempo of his strokes seemed to soothe Greg’s pain and the two loads of cum were coating Joe’s cock and Greg’s guts. Joe leaned forward and kissed the back of Greg’s neck as he got up on his feet and started to thrust a bit harder into him. He heard Greg grunt and then say “oooooh yeah, poz that hole up.” Joe closed his eyes and kept a steady speed with his cock pushing in and out of Greg’s ravaged pussy. As his balls started to tingle again, he knew this load would be smaller than the other ones, but just as toxic. With a few final lunges, he drove his cock in and let the cum shoot inside Greg’s cunt. Joe was surprised at how many spurts of his charged seed he gave Greg for the final fuck of the night. He laid on top of Greg for several seconds and then rolled with him over on to their sides, his cock still inside Greg. Joe held him tight, comforting him from the savage fucking he had given him earlier. Joe’s cock deflated and fell out of Greg’s hole followed by a trickle of cum. They laid there for several minutes until Greg said “Thanks.” Joe got up and headed towards the bathroom. “Let’s rinse off in the shower” Greg said and the two walked into the shower stall. They washed and rinsed off and as Joe was about to turn the water off Greg turned him around, pushed him to the wall and started to kiss him passionately. Joe was startled but went with it and kissed him back. Their kiss lasted a few minutes and then Greg let Joe go and stood back. “Sorry, I don’t normally do that with escorts, but you really turn me on. I’ve hired escorts for over ten years and this was the best time I’ve ever had. I was serious about meeting tomorrow night, if you can. I’ll be in meetings all day but if we could do the same time tomorrow, I’d really like it” Greg said. “I really don’t know if I can. I have a lot scheduled for tomorrow and I know one of the things is probably going to go into the evening. I can let you know when I’m free and we can see if there’s still time to meet. I’m sorry, but school comes first for me since I can’t escort for the rest of my life” Joe explained. “Oh, ok. I understand. You’ve got the right priorities. You’re going to do well in life” said Greg. Joe got dressed and picked up his stuff from around the room. He picked up the money for the gig and headed to the door with his bag. “Thanks Greg. I hope you get what you want and hopefully we can meet tomorrow. I’ll let you know.” “Thank you, that really was amazing” Greg said as he hugged Joe. “Take care.” Joe walked out of the room and down the hallway towards the elevator. He counted out the money, Greg had given him three hours pay. He smiled and headed towards home, tired and his cock was sore. He walked in to the apartment to the sound of Steven and Ryan fucking and it sounded like Kyle and Jeff were still going at it too. He took his clothes off and grabbed the blanket and fell asleep on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be a crazy day and he wanted to give the best impression he could to each of the recruiters. Joe finished his morning class and met Kyle at the car. They drove home and changed into their dress clothes for the job fair. They joked with each other about looking like they were going to go work at a bank. They grabbed their stacks of printed resumes and their phones and headed back to campus. As they walked to the building where the job fair was being held, they looked through their list of preferred companies. They walked in and the place was full of activity. Joe walked up to the table for the company first on his list and talked with the woman there. He filled out the card they had and handed the woman a copy of his resume and moved on to the next place on his list. He talked with the person there for several minutes and they discussed things more deeply than the first company. He was feeling pretty confident and the person gave him a card to come back in an hour for a 15 minute interview. He moved on to several more tables getting three more interviews. Joe was feeling really confident when he showed up for his first interview. He sat down and things started well but quickly turned ugly. The questions that he was getting asked weren’t anything that he had studied and Joe stopped at one point and asked the interviewer what types of positions he was being interviewed for and got “It doesn’t matter” as a response. He walked out of the interview deflated. He had fifteen minutes until the next interview and he hit another couple tables and got another interview. The second interview went well and his attitude improved. The third interview he walked in and there was one chair for him and four chairs for the people interviewing him. He had heard about these - he would get barraged by questions in rapid-fire fashion. No time to rest, just question after question. Three people came in and took their chairs and one person gave a quick overview of the format and what types of people they were looking for. Joe thought he was a good fit, but he started to get nervous. The last person came in and sat down as he was talking to the person on the opposite end and when they finished he turned and saw the whole group. The guy that had just walked in was Greg. Joe didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared. He knew he couldn’t reveal that they knew each other or how they met. The interview started and the questions were nonstop. Greg really seemed to be grilling him hard. There wasn’t a pattern to the questions. Some were about projects he had done, some were technical in nature, some were about how you resolve conflicts in teams, what his goals were in 5, 10, 20 years, and his favorite - what did he like to do in his spare time. His head was spinning by the time the 20 minute interview was up. Joe’s shirt was drenched with sweat and he wasn’t sure he was able to deal with the other two interviews he had. He left and went to the restroom and used the hand dryers to dry out his shirt. He headed into the next interview as Kyle was walking out. He thought that one went well and waited for the final one he had scheduled. That interview he thought went well too, but the person interviewing him seemed to be indifferent. He thought he was good at reading people, but that person was like looking at a brick. He went back out and hit a few more tables and scored one more interview before the end of the fair. That one went really well and they scheduled him for a full interview the following day. Joe sat on a bench waiting for Kyle to finish up and typed out a message to his brother. “had 6 mini interviews at job fair. got 1 interview tomorrow. didn’t see ur company here. don’t know if I will get any other interviews this time.” Mark sent back a message “don’t worry. lots of time still. send resume. how u doin? u need money?” Joe laughed and sent back “sorry mom. msg was for mark” and then another one “doin good. been workin so ok with $$$” He then emailed his resume pdf to Mark. He was exhausted and just wanted to go home and smoke a few bowls and relax for the evening, but he had told Greg he would let him know if he could meet. Greg knew what he was doing and when he would be done, so he really couldn’t lie. That would definitely screw his chances of getting a job with his company. Before he could make a decision his phone rang and it was Greg. Greg had only used email in their previous messages, but Joe had given him his number early on hoping to speed up the discussion. “Can I speak to Dave” Greg’s voice said. “Hi Greg. How are you doing?” Joe replied “Pretty fucking sore, if you really want to know” Greg said with a laugh. “I guess you tried to get even with me today, then” Joe jabbed back. “Oh that’s nothing. You should see what I’m like when I don’t like a candidate” was Greg’s retort. “Oh my god. That was the easy version?” Joe asked back. “Hehe, not really. But, the reason I called was to tell you I really can’t meet tonight with Dave. My ass is too sore to go through another round.” “That’s ok. I’m pretty exhausted after 6 interviews today and I have a full one tomorrow at 10 AM, so I need to get some rest tonight” Joe replied. “Oh, you have another interview? Well the other reason I can’t meet tonight is because I want to take Joe out to dinner with a couple of my co-workers. Would he be able to swing that?” asked Greg. Joe got a lump in his stomach. This was getting complicated. “Uh, yes, I think I can do that. What time?” “How about 6:30. I need to shower and find some ointment to put the fire out down below. Are there any good pizza places around here to meet at?” Greg asked. “That works. I know what works really well - a big dose of hot cum” Joe said laughing and then added “Everyone has their favorite, but I like the pizza at ‘The Pie in the Sky’ on Cross Street.” “Yeah, and I know who’s cum. Its expensive but its worth it, right? OK, we’ll meet you there. Meet out front?” Joe went home with Kyle and they compared notes. Kyle had an interview the next day as well and was disappointed that he hadn’t heard from anyone else. Joe told him about the seeing Greg as an escort and then in an interview today and then meeting for pizza later. “Put in a good word for me” said Kyle as they walked up the stairs to the apartment. Joe dug through his clothes looking for something casual but nice. He found some shirts his mom had bought for Christmas and birthdays that looked way too ‘frat boy’ for his taste. Kyle laughed as Joe tried each one on. He finally found something he liked. It may have showed too much of his tattoo for an interview, but he decided to take a chance. Joe stood out front of the restaurant and waited for Greg and his co-workers to arrive. They showed up and Joe showed them inside and had reserved a table for them already. This interview went much slower and Joe actually enjoyed it while they dined on pizza and beer. As the interview wound down Greg asked Joe “So, do you mind telling me who you have an interview with tomorrow?” Joe was surprised at the boldness of the question and if it had been anyone else he would have told them he did want to say. “Carville” Joe said, thinking that the beer had helped loosen his tongue. “Ah. Ok. Good company. We’re better. And more fun.” The interview moved on to idle chit-chat until Greg said “I think its time to call it a night. We all need some rest for the day full of interviews.” Greg paid the bill and they sent the leftovers home with Joe. Joe woke up and went down to campus skipping his morning class to go to the interview. It seemed to go well and he was told he would hear in a few weeks if an offer would be coming. He went back home and changed into his regular clothes and hit his afternoon class and got notes for the class he skipped. When he got home he was studying when his escort phone buzzed and read the message from Greg - “Can we meet tonight? 8? Just an hour and go easy please” Joe laughed and replied back “Sure.” Joe arrived at the hotel and went up to Greg’s room again. He knocked and Greg answered wearing only a jockstrap. Greg smiled and ushered Joe in. “Hi Dave, I’m glad you could come back.” Joe found it humorous that Greg would keep ‘Dave the escort’ and ‘Joe the student’ separate by using his escort name but appreciated it. “Thanks for having me. I hope you’re feeling better” Joe said with a smile. “A little. I think I want to try your suggestion and hope it helps the healing process” Greg joked as he pulled Joe close and kissed him. Greg started to remove Joe’s clothes and Joe kicked off his shoes. They quickly ended up on the bed, rolling around groping each other. They took turns being the aggressor, each one getting the other ready to be penetrated before they overpowered the other and swapped positions. Finally Joe ended up on top of Greg, who was on his back, and pushed his legs apart as he mounted the neg stud. He was a lot more gentle than the day before, but he knew that as sore as Greg still was, his seed would still have a good chance of seeping into his bloodstream. The piercing would help too. The long slow strokes that Joe started with caused Greg to start moaning. It definitely sounded different than the sounds he made during their first meeting. There was no pain in his moans and Greg started to be an active bottom to Joe’s fucking. Joe leaned in and folded Greg back as his hips thrust into Greg’s hungry hole. The intensity kept increasing and Joe was afraid of hurting Greg any more, but his need to breed more charged cum into Greg’s hole took over. “oh god yes, fuck me, breed me, poz me” Greg moaned as Joe got closer to cumming. Greg started to milk his cock and that pushed Joe to the point where his cock began to shoot its venom deep into Greg’s cunt. Joe’s body shook as it once again filled Greg’s neg hole with its toxic load. They laid there kissing as the last squirts pumped into Greg. Greg rolled over and swapped spots with Joe. He thrust his cock into Joe’s unsuspecting hole with Joe groaning as the cock tore into his ass. He felt the heavier piercing inside him and made a quick note to try and stretch his up one size. Greg started off slow and sensual but soon was fucking Joe with hard, long strokes. Joe started to egg Greg on - “Fuck me with that neg cock” “You gonna breed me with that worthless neg seed?” He was really enjoying getting a cock inside him since he had mostly been topping since he converted. This was the type of rough animalistic sex he loved to have with other strong guys. Greg growled as he slammed his cock into Joe’s tight pussy. His ass was still throbbing from the damage Joe inflicted two days ago and it served as a reminder why he was here, but he hadn’t shot a load in over a week and Joe was the type of guy that he loved to hire to fuck and breed when he was on the road. He felt Joe’s cum drip down his balls and legs as he rammed Joe. He didn’t want to lose any of the precious seed, but he couldn’t stop now. His balls were boiling and his cock throbbed as it drove in and out of the boy’s hole, coating it with precum. He bent forward and forced his tongue deep into Joe’s mouth as his cock filled his ass. With two more hard slams of his shaft, his cock erupted, filling Joe with his neg semen. Greg’s body flinched and spasmed as the last of his cum shot into Joe, their sweaty chests glued together. Joe wrapped his legs and arms around Greg holding them together as they kissed. After several moments, Joe loosened his grip and Greg rolled off him laying on his back next to Joe. “Thanks, I needed that. I thought my balls were going to burst. I can hardly wait until I’m shooting charged loads” Greg said as he lay there. “Yeah, you’re gonna love it” Joe replied as he rolled over on his side and was flicking his fingers over Greg’s pierced nips. Greg moaned and Joe moved back between his legs, hoisting his ass up in the air and burying his face between his ass cheeks. Joe tongue fucked the hole, tasting his cum in the hole, and then slurped up the cum on Greg’s balls and thighs. Joe felt his cock twitch again and figured he could give Greg one more load before he had to go. He licked up from Greg’s balls and up his shaft, cleaning the cum off. As he lowered Greg’s ass towards his poisonous snake, he kept licking up Greg’s torso, tasting the sweat and cum, a mixture he always found intoxicating. It fueled his need to fuck Greg again and he slid into Greg’s hole easily. This fuck was slower yet and Greg was really working his ass muscles on Joe’s shaft. He enjoyed the cock massage and would stab his dick in occasionally, hearing Greg gasp and then moan. He started to fuck Greg’s hole harder and knew it wouldn’t take long before he would be breeding Greg for possibly the last time. “Fuck me Joe, give me your poz cum and finish the job” Greg said. It took a few moments for it to register in his brain, but he realized that Greg had called him by his real name, the first time during their fuck sessions. Joe was close and said to Greg “Yeah, I’m going to knock that hole up and turn you into a poz fucker. My DNA will be with you forever.” Each thrust got more erratic and stronger until he felt his cock shooting more diseased seed into Greg’s muscled ass. Greg was milking his cock, trying to get every drop of seed inside his still starving cunt. Joe laid there, his cock covered in his toxic spooge inside Greg. He let his cock soften and finally fall out of Greg’s battered hole, seeing traces of blood on it. “Do you have a plug to hold the cum in?” Joe asked. Greg replied “No, I forgot to pick one up.” Joe got off the bed and pulled one out of his bag and dripped some spit on it and forced it into Greg. Greg groaned as his hole was invaded once again. His ring stretched and then sucked the plug in and clamped down, holding it firmly in place. Joe said “Consider this a gift… or a bribe” and laughed. The two went to the shower and cleaned up. It was a long shower and at one point Greg put his interlocked fingers around the back of Joe’s neck and looked him in the eye. “I shouldn’t really say anything, but you were the best one we interviewed. Everyone liked you and you seem to be pretty smart. Even if you haven’t pozzed me I want you with my company. If you have, I will guarantee you will get hired.”

By a strange circumstance... For the next 15 years, Dave and I fucked and converted many boys. Some wanted it, and some were too dumb to see our status or ask about condom use. Often we double teamed the guys, and made sure that we both gave them a huge load. Our favorite was when we got a guy who wanted to be double penetrated. We loved the feeling of our poz cocks rubbing against each other as we bare fucked a hole, and our loads were often deposited at the same time when we were able to DP. We had a stash of condoms that were prepped for breakage, and our 'silicon' lube was laced with baby oil to ensure breakage. Our goal in life had become to spread our seed and procreate through our disease. We had ads on all the popular hookup sites, and all clearly stated that we were poz, and preferred to fuck bareback. Sometimes it got us the ass we wanted, sometimes the guys were hesitant. Those were the ones that we either stealthed, or used the old 'just the tip' line on till we were shooting our poison deep into them and changing their lives forever. The big shock of my life came when we got a hit from a cute 18 year old freshman named Tom who had just moved to DC for college and was looking for some Daddy types to help him come out into the gay world, and give him the bug. When he unlocked his pics for us, I was stunned. It was like looking into a slightly distorted picture of me at that age. He didn’t have my light blonde hair; rather it was a dark strawberry blonde, but his features eerily looked like my younger self. We chatted, and over the course of a couple days, I discovered that he had grown up with a single mom and had never known his dad. He had come out as gay in high school, but growing up in a small town he had not known of any other gay guys. Tom really wanted to meet us, and Dave was fully up for giving him our bug; there was just something in the back of my mind that had me on edge with Tom, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We all met at a local diner for lunch, and to chat before deciding on going any further. It was over that lunch that I finally discovered what had me on edge with Tom. We talked about his plans to study sports medicine at school, and that he in high school he had been on the wrestling team where in placed in the Nationals top three every year of high school. In fact his wrestling skills had landed him a nice college scholarship. But it was when He showed us a picture of His mom that it all clicked. I had fucked around with his mom back when I was in the military, and must have knocked her up. Tom was my son. Not only was he my son, but he was gay and was a chaser, just as I had been, although I had never admitted as much until Dave had converted me. I dropped the bomb that I had just discovered on Tom and Dave. I knew Dave well enough to know that as soon as the recently discovered truth was out, his cock was rock hard and leaking his toxic precum with the thought of us gifting my own flesh and blood with our bug. Tom, I didn’t know that well, but the look that came over his face was eerily similar to the look that was on Dave’s face. The two of them quickly finished up their lunch, and were practically dragging me back to our place. Once we were alone in our apartment, Tom pulled me to him and gave me a deep passionate kiss. “I’ve always had this fantasy,” he said “of finding my Dad and him being gay. I never imagined that he’d be this hot or that he has something else that I wanted other than being a mentor to me.” “What do you mean, Tom?” I asked. “You know. I want the bug. To be poz. My cock and hole are twitching right now with the thought of it being given to me by the same cock and cum that made it possible for me to exist.” As much as my brain wanted to rebel against the idea, my cock began to harden in my jeans and the thought of my seed, that had helped create this young man in front of us, being fucked into him and its poison finding its way into his blood and converting him began to interest me. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to give him what he wanted. “I have an even better idea,” I said, “you can call us Daddy and act like we are your Dom Dads. But we will all know the truth and enjoy the hell out of it.” “So,” Tom asked, “does this mean that you will fuck me? Give me your poison seed and convert me to be like you, Dad, poz?” “Yes, son.” “Nice! How about we start on that converting of me now.” With that out of the way, Tom grabbed both my cock and that of Dave, and began to massage them through the denim of our jeans. Both of us let out a moan, and I grabbed Tom’s hand form my crotch and began to direct him to our bedroom. Dave followed behind us, stripping his clothes off as he went leaving a trail of hastily removed clothing. Once in the bedroom, Tom began to strip, but I stopped him. I wanted to be the one to take of each article of clothing and expose the body that I had unwittingly helped create all those years ago. As I pulled off his shirt, a nice firm six-pack, a beautifully sculpted adonis belt and solid pecs were revealed. His lithe body reminded me of mine when I was his age. I still had the six-pack, but now there was a lot more fur there, not just the trail of hair that lead down from his belly button into his jeans. Tom reached over to me after I had his shirt removed and slid my tee shirt over my head. He leaned in close to me and put his head on my furry chest and a purr left his lips as he nuzzled into my pecs. We both kicked off our shoes and then at the same time reached for the button and zip of the other’s jeans. I batted Tom’s hand away and told him to wait his turn. As I undid the button and pulled the zip down, a moan came from the doorway where Dave stood naked and jacking his cock. “Stop with the tease, you two, and get naked so we can get to the fucking. I don’t think I can hold off cumming for much longer. This whole Father/Son thing has got me really close.” “Then stop playing with your cock and wait like a good boy” I said with a smile in my voice.