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------- Chapter 3.4 - The Infection Spreads ------- "That was fuckin strange" came the text from Taylor Tuesday afternoon. It came during class and Ric snuck a peek to see what he said, but didn't reply until later. "What?" Ric asked once he got back to his dorm room. "Followup @ clinic. it started out like I expected but when I said u told me to change my appt to today everything changed. every1 got v friendly no more talk of meds" Taylor replied. "Up to u if u stay viral or get undetectable" Ric sent back. "I know. staying toxic a while. bath last time changed my outlook thx to u" Taylor sent. "I'm a bad influence. How did Peter's appt go on monday + or -?" Ric asked "He went on tues w/me. confirmed poz. they told him abt the options. hes not sure what to do. at least hes not pissed at me anymore" Taylor texted back. "Surprised he didnt go on meds right away. Maybe take him to baths like I took u. Have u talked to others u bred since last spring?" Ric asked. "U really think u pozzed me last spring?" Taylor asked. Ric replied "yep. may have been someone after, but I doubt it. u said u only played raw with buddies. were any poz?" "Dont think so" was Taylor's reply. Ric grinned and then asked "how many did u breed since then?" "Dont keep track. not many. maybe 5 or 6. vers or top with buddies. hookups I bottom but safe" Taylor responded. "Except me 😉 should tell ones u know. reaction prob no worse than peter. I have a few test kits from the clinic if u need em" Ric said. Changing the subject, Ric asked "Did they give you a card for the bath house?" "Yeah I got 1. Peter didnt" Taylor replied. "Cool. gotta shower n meet someone. ttyl" Ric sent back. A smile was on his face, knowing Taylor may have some more guys that he had passed his bug to. The client meeting that evening went well, mostly due to his upbeat attitude. Two hours of nailing a mid-thirties married businessman left his balls empty and his body a little tired. A day later he got a message from Joe "thx 4 remindr abt clinic. Just like 1 back home. U nail hottie? Love to poz him." Ric laughed, wondering which one but expecting he was talking about Hector. He replied "Lab tech? he's + & top I think. tapped asian nurse a few times. he begged 4 it. now +." "Cool luv takin new strains. hope he likes 2 play" Joe replied a few minutes later. -- It had been over a week since he last talked to Taylor when he got the message. "need test kits. u got 3?" Taylor asked. Ric was in the middle of a boring lecture and quietly tapped a reply "Got 4. Drop off @ ur apt tonight?" "sounds good 8pm?" Taylor replied. "K" Ric replied and caught the last ten minutes of the lecture. He figured he could go over and deliver the tests and be back in his dorm room in less than an hour. The weather was a little cool, so Ric had a pair of sweats and a long tee when he knocked on Taylor's door. Peter opened the door and said "Oh look, it's the virus delivery guy!" Ric looked shocked and wondered if this was like the verbal abuse that Taylor had gotten from Peter. He quickly decided he would drop off the kits and go home as fast as possible. He replied somberly "Uh, hi" and walked into the apartment. Peter came up behind him and whispered "Just kidding, but it seems there's more fallout from your meet with Tay several months ago." Three guys were sitting on the couch as Taylor came out of the kitchen with a six pack of beer. All three looked nervous, but he also could see them checking him out. The last thing Ric expected was to have Taylor's victims waiting to lynch him. He wasn't sure that Peter was kidding either, but at least Taylor was in a good mood. "Guys, this is Ric. Like I told you, he brought a stash of tests for you. I prefer to have a stash of something more fun, but hey. Ric, Philip is on your left, Darius is in the middle and Lewis on the right. I think Ric has more experience at this than we do, so I'll let him walk you through it" Taylor said. Ric wasn't happy to be put on the spot and his plan of just dropping off the test kits was out the window. He read off the instructions and handed the first kit to Philip. Philip was a tall, thin guy with short, cropped dark brown hair. He had a hard time picturing Philip getting fucked by Taylor until the thin, femme voice thanked him. Darius was several inches shorter than Philip, with a milk chocolate complexion and a nervous smile. His body had some muscle on it, but not enough to make him look like a gym rat. His size made him seem like the kind of guy he could really toss around during sex. Last, he handed a kit to Lewis who was definitely the different one. He had a bushy beard, curly dark hair and a sizable gut on his lanky frame. He was a little shorter than Philip, but looked almost twice his size. "I have other stashes, I just happened to have been given a few of these when Taylor and Peter took theirs. You could say they will indicate how much fun you had, one line for 'fun' and two for 'lots of fun'" Ric joked. None of the guys laughed and even Darius' smile disappeared. "Uh, swab first, then you get to drink while we wait" Ric said. Taylor walked up to Ric after everyone finished swabbing and Ric had started the timer on his phone. "Uh, two others already know and the other two aren't around here anymore. Ben is in Boston, and Lenny is in Seattle. They're going to get tested on their own" Taylor said quietly. "The two that know... are they poz?" Ric asked back, quietly. "Yeah. They blamed each other, but I bred both of them a few times after the three way with you and your dad. They both got the flu and found out at the end of Spring semester. They said that's why they stopped fucking with me... so they wouldn't infect me" Taylor explained with a chuckle. Ric grinned slightly and asked "Did they go on meds?" "No, they said they have been fucking around a lot and have pozzed some guys since then. One's a cheerleader, so he travels to a lot of games. He says he's tagged a few of the other team's players" Taylor added, chuckling again. Taylor and Ric turned back to the group and tried to get a conversation going but the three guys just stared at them, slowly drinking. Ric whispered in Taylor's ear "Should I tell them their results privately?" and Taylor whispered back "No, they wanted to do it together." "Uh... it's a weird group. How do you know them?" Ric asked. "All are part of the student orientation group. We do the tours like you took last Spring and other stuff to get Freshman acclimated" Taylor explained. Ric laughed and told Taylor "Maybe I should join the group. I'm not sure the University would approve of some of my Freshman activity ideas, though." When the alarm on his phone went off, Ric looked at the three tests lined up on the table and then looked back at Taylor. "Uh... Philip, your test is negative" Ric said, watching him sigh with relief. Ric swallowed hard before he said "Darius and Lewis, you're both positive." Ric looked around and Philip had his eyes closed and a smile on his face. Darius seemed shocked and had a blank look on his face. Lewis pumped his fist and yelled out "Fuck YEAH!" "Don't take these tests as gospel, they can be wrong. You should get a test over at the clinic to confirm what they said. Like Taylor did, you should let anyone you fucked bare know, too" Ric said. Philip and Darius nodded and Lewis grinned back at him. Philip stood up and said "I need to be going. Can I ask you a couple questions?" looking at Ric. Ric nodded and they walked over to the door. In a hushed tone, Philip asked nervously "Can you text me the clinic's address?" Ric could tell that wasn't the only thing he wanted to ask, but let him add his contact info to Ric's phone. A few seconds later, Ric sent the address and when he looked up, Philip asked quietly "How long have you been infected?" "About a year" Ric whispered back. "And you're ok? You're not about to die?" Philip asked, just as quietly but with less hesitation in his voice. "Yeah, I'm fine. The clinic watches my health and if it starts to drop, I'll start taking drugs and get the virus in check" Ric replied, watching Philip reach for the door. "Take care" Ric said moving back to the middle of the room. When the door clicked shut, Peter told the group "I heard that Ric thinks I need some poz dick in my ass. Who wants to show me what its like to KNOW I'm taking a poz load... or four?" Seconds later Peter's tee was on the floor, followed by his shorts. He looked around, seeing four surprised guys looking back at him. Lewis moved first, shedding his clothes before he walked over to Peter. "I don't top much but I'll try" Lewis said, his cock already stiff. Taylor was next, taking his clothes off after asking "Are you sure, Peter?" "Yeah. Even the doc told me its ok to fuck with other poz guys. Besides, I don't think I could take Ric's cock before something smaller opens me up" Peter said, winking at Ric. Ric looked over and Darius was sitting on the couch glancing around at everyone. He took a few steps closer and crouched down in front of Darius asking "Want some dick before you breed Peter?" Darius' face told Ric how scared he was and that his brain was still processing that he was poz. "Hey, I know you might be shocked by the news, but if this test caught it you've been poz for a few months and probably longer. You've been fine so far, right?" Ric asked. Darius nodded before Ric continued. "Nothing you can do will change it, so embrace it. Take any dick without fear. Fuck with as many poz or prep guys as you can and if ya want, breed some neg guys too" Ric said softly while hearing Peter start to suck on the other two guy's cocks. Darius nodded again as Ric talked, the fear slowly draining from his face. A smile started to form when Ric next said "Now drop those jeans and show me that ass. I want to be the first to welcome you to the club." Darius pulled his jeans off, followed by his boxers and revealed his a nice half hard cock. Ric wondered how much bigger it would get than the current six thick inches. Darius rolled on to his knees on the couch, presenting his ass that was now hanging over the front. Ric had pulled his shirt off and was pushing off his sweats as he watched Darius roll over. He was naked and on his knees behind Darius, admiring the firm butt and a few moments later his tongue was roaming over the smooth skin and hole. He spent almost ten minutes rimming Darius' ass, feeling him get more relaxed with every passing minute. Out of the side of his eye, he saw Peter kneel on the other end of the couch and realized he needed to get his dick inside Darius soon. He leaned back and stood up, dragging his hard shaft along the crack and up to the slick entrance. He looked to his right and Lewis was nervously trying to get his cock into Peter's spread ass. "Relax, Lewis. You can do it" Ric said calmly, pressing his own cock to Darius' ring. A few seconds of pressure and he was inside his hole and heard a long moan come from his mouth. A moment later, he heard a pair of moans from his right and smiled. Ric slowly plowed his way deeper and moans kept coming from Darius. He got into a good motion with long, firm strokes. He quickly found that Darius was a really good bottom, taking Ric's cock without complaint and using his ass muscles to make it better for himself and Ric. Ric wrapped one arm around Darius' body as he leaned against his back. "Taylor fuck you a lot?" Ric asked quietly in his ear. "Mmhm. Twenty or thirty times, at least. A lot last summer" Darius replied. "You ever fuck him?" Ric asked as he started to fuck harder. "Yeah... not as much though. I usually bottom" Darius said while he started gripping Ric's cock tighter with each thrust. Ric started to grunt when he heard Lewis cry out when he dumped his load into Peter's cunt. His strokes got slow and hard while his balls throbbed until he shoved in and felt the spurts of cum flood Darius' poz ass. "Breed my pussy!" Darius yelled out after he felt the first shot pump into him. When the last few shots emptied into Darius' guts, Ric looked over and saw Taylor sliding into Peter. Slowly he pulled out, feeling Darius clamp down on his dick to try and keep all the cum inside him. Ric stood up and helped Darius to his feet before walking over behind Lewis. They all watched Taylor and realized that he didn't mind having an audience. Ric moved over behind Lewis and leaned in whispering "Were you chasing?" He shook his head "no" before turning slightly and whispering "I tried to be careful... I wanted to keep it a fantasy... just somethin' to jerk off to." Ric grinned. "He didn't know. I hope you're not pissed at him" Ric said. Lewis chuckled. "Only because now I need a new fantasy to jack off to" he replied, grinning. Ric laughed quietly and suggested "How about one where you're the one breeding neg guys?" Taylor began to thrust harder and harder until he growled out, pumping another poz load into his roommate. Ric looked over and Darius was stroking his rigid shaft with an anxious look on his face. His cock had grown another inch or so and was even thicker than before. With Taylor out of the way, Darius drove his cock into Peter's gaping hole, making both of them groan. He didn't last long, plowing into the cummy hole at a quick pace until he gave a final shove and unloaded his seed to mix with what was already inside Peter's gut. Ric gave a few last strokes to his cock as he approached. He spread both butt cheeks apart and pressed his cock just below Peter's hole before pulling the foreskin the rest of the way back. "Push some out" he said softly. Peter moaned and a small amount of cum dribbled out of the hole, covering the end of his dick. Ric knew that Peter had done that a few times before, since most inexperienced guys pushed too hard and a large glob of cum would come out. He pushed his cock a little, letting the head rest in the pucker and then asked "Did someone ask for a virus delivery?" Without waiting for an answer, he pushed inside. He heard Taylor snicker and Peter groan as his hole got stretched open again. Ric knew that Darius was close to his thickness, so he expected Peter's hole to be ready for his cock, but there was still a firm grip on his shaft as he slid in. It didn't take long before Ric was able to work up to an steady pace, churning up the loads inside Peter's cunt. The three other guys were staring at them watching him fuck Peter. A few minutes later, Peter started to get verbal, egging Ric on. "Fuck that hole... oh god that feels good... ugh... harder... fuck me harder..." he moaned out. Ric obliged and began to drill him harder. Peter started to work his hole around Ric's cock and that made Ric's balls tighten up. "Want me to pull out?" Ric asked breathlessly, while still fucking. Ric looked around and saw the confused look Taylor was giving him. "Oh god no! Breed me!" Peter begged. "I'm poz" Ric replied. "I know! Me too! Please breed me!" Peter cried out. "You gonna be a good poz cumdump?" Ric asked as he thrust his hips a few more times. "I'll take any load now!" Peter cried out before Ric unleashed several spurts of viral cum. His chest heaved and he heard a long guttural moan from Peter. Ric stayed planted inside Peter's ass for several seconds, letting them both calm down. With his breathing back to normal he stood up and pulled his softened cock from Peter's sore, puffy hole. Taylor walked back into the living room with a set of damp towels and passed them around. With everyone mopped clean, some beers were passed around. Ric walked up to Peter as they opened another round of beers and said "Thanks, that was fun. I hope you realize that you're going to be ok, just like these other guys." Peter grinned and replied "I know that now. Sorry I was a royal bitch with you before." Lewis was the first to leave with Darius and Ric close behind. Ric walked back toward his room and was almost to his dorm building when his phone buzzed. "Hi this is Philip. We met earlier tonite. I'd like to hookup some time if you're interested" Philip message said. Ric chuckled and typed out "Sure. I don't pull out." "I hope not. Tell me when" Philip replied. (( End of Chapter 3 ))

------- 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."

The following story is a work of fiction – any resemblance to people or places is entirely coincidental. This is my first story on breeding.zone and I appreciate feedback, encouragement, and whatever else you would like to say/send my way. All characters in this story are over 18 yeaers of age. Apart from being a pozzing story, I wanted to let the characters explore and learn about themselves as well. As the story progresses some topics like fisting, body mods, etc. will come into play. Hopefully this will be a story for everyone to enjoy! This introduction just sets out the basis for the story. . . The action heats up in Chapter 1. INTRODUCTION My name is Paul, and I wanted to write down my experiences of the most life-changing event a boy can go through and set the record straight — I know the history of my exploits have been exaggerated, but I wanted to come clean while everything was still fresh in my mind. Whatever happens to me, I want to leave my mark and say that I was a part of doing something big, whether others like it or not. This story starts when I first went away for college. I went to study organ at a prestigious Midwestern university, and having won a special scholarship for performance, I was given my own suite in a res hall. The first few couple of months I really threw myself into school, practicing, and trying to figure out a system that would work for me as a student. Every day was a repeat of the last, waking up with a quick orange and brewing a coffee before heading to the hall to practice on the organ for two hours before my first class. I had just enough time between classes to run back to my room to make a sandwich before I was back in class until I had ensemble rehearsals and lessons, then a couple of hours in the library before heading back to the room to shower and crash. All of this led to some shockingly rapid progress in my playing, which made me excited to continue school. The only downside was that I had no life. And I mean NO LIFE. As a boy I dreamed about leaving home so I could come out and come into my own. It was already after Thanksgiving and I hadn’t met anyone outside the music department or the few chance encounters with people on my floor. I decided that I needed to change that. Not having any other plans, I sent a text to Chris. *Chris, I need to do something tonight.* He responded quickly, *What’s up? Wanna come hang out?* Chris was never one to beat around the bush. Your average frat boy who loved to run as much as he loved beer, he was jovial and always good for a laugh. *Yes, I will be there in five.* I hurried to pull myself together. I’m average height and slight build. . . About 5’8” and have the body of a soccer player but with slimmer legs. I ran a brush through my light brown hair and adjusted my glasses. My eyes were my best feature, and I wanted their oceans of blue to shine tonight. I pulled a sweater on over my shirt and grabbed a cute pair of shoes to complete the preppy look. I don’t know why I want to look like I stepped out of a Burberry ad, but there are worse things, right? Walking down the hallway, I could already hear the music and loud conversation coming from Chris’s room. I opened the door to let myself in and was hit with a wave of smell. . . It was strangely compelling. Both body odor and too much cheap spray cologne. I sighed, this already feels like more of a college experience than I got the previous three months. Chris saw me and waved me inside, “guys, this is Paul McDonnell. He’s on the floor but he is a bit shy. Just make sure you all welcome him!” Immediately I saw six other heads swivel in my direction. The group was a cadre of people from all over campus, but I immediately noticed Blake. Blake Jeffries was known all over campus. Not only was he the star of the diving team, he had a commanding presence. Not particularly tall at just about 6’, his erect posture and penetrating gaze left a mark on anyone who passed him. I had seen him at the library late a few times, diligently typing on his computer or paging through a book. Any boy who can type and still keep his back textbook straight deserves some kind of a medal. Blake’s eyes locked into mine and it was over. I didn’t know what had come over me, but I stumbled forward and sat down on the floor next to him. The rest of the people in the room were murmuring welcomes, but I felt compelled to occupy space next to Blake. For his part, he smiled gently at me and said hello in a quiet voice. I felt myself shiver. Why was I behaving like this? I needed to snap out of it. “So, you came in just as we were going to start playing some blackjack.” Chris said. “You in?” I looked around the group of people all staring at me and I mumbled, “sure. . . What are the stakes?” The guy sitting between me and Chris thumped me on the back in a bro-way, “stakes are favors — like the loser has to write the winner’s essay or do his laundry or whatever. Nothing too exciting, but should be fun!” I settled in, was given my chips and we all started to play. For anyone who hasn’t had the chance to try something that already they’re not great at while sitting next to the most gorgeous person they had ever seen, let me tell you. It SUCKS! Every move I made was wrong. I only lasted about twenty hands before I was the first one out. The guys all went wild saying things like, “At least we have someone smart if we win. . . I need him to do some homework for me. . . He looks so clean, I could use him to wash my uniform after the soccer match on Saturday. . .” I took the ribbing in stride, I was just happy to be there. I stood up to stretch and looked around the room. Everyone seemed to be having a good time but Brad. He looked like he was concentrating and still sitting ramrod straight. I popped back down and looked right at him. In a low voice I asked, “Is everything okay?” He turned his head and blinked just a foot away from my face. He gave me a tiny smirk and leaned next to my head to whisper, “I’m fine, I am just counting cards so I can be sure to win.” As he pulled head back into his own personal space, there was definitely a devilish twinkle in his eye. For the second time that night, I felt an involuntary shiver travel from my toes to my head. This boy was serious. But why? It took another hour before Blake was the only one standing with chips. We all stood up and started to gather ourselves to say goodnight, the time was almost 1:00 am. Chris piped up, “ Blake, what are you going to have Paul do for you for being the big winner?” Blake looked up from straightening the sorting the cards back into their boxes, “I’m going to get his number and text him. It is none of your business!” That got a few funny looks and playful ribs from the other people there. I was ecstatic. I walked over to him and demanded his phone. I punched in my number then thrust my face next to his, “say cheese!” I snapped a selfie with the two of us and added it to my contact in his phone. Setting the phone down on the table, I was turning away when Blake grabbed my wrist. “Walk me outside a minute.” He finished putting the cards away and stood up, loudly thanking Chris for hosting the get-together and turning toward the door. He still lightly held my wrist and I quickly followed him into the hall. Ah! Fresh air! Only when we were in the elevator heading down the seven stories to the street level did I notice how nice Blake smelled. He was holding me close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off of him, carrying a pleasant musk that comes from someone who eats well and holds themselves in shape. We rode in silence, but I was feeling more and more comfortable being next to him. At least I hadn’t shivered in the last few minutes. We walked through the lobby and outside. We were walking along a dark pathway toward one of the parking lots when Blake stopped and turned toward me. “You know, Paul, I don’t think I have really seen you around campus much before.” “Well, yeah, I have been keeping busy with school work and practicing for a few concerts coming up – besides, Christmas is always crazy time for anyone who can play the organ.” He lit up a bit, “you’re a musician? When is your next concert?” Odd that a jock like him would ask, but I guess he was just being nice. “I have a concert next week Tuesday. We’re playing the Mahler Symphony No. 2 and I am playing some short Reger organ pieces when people are walking in before.” His grey eyes lit up in the darkness, “I love listening to Reger, and my mom sang in the symphony chorus back home before she died and loved the Mahler, too. Can I come?” This would be a first. Meeting a boy who earnestly wanted to come to one of my concerts. Not to mention the jock to end all jocks. And he knows Reger and Mahler? Who was this? “Sure,” I managed to stammer out. “I get some comp tickets, so I can have one with your name on it at the box office.” “Great,” he replied, “I’m looking forward to seeing the performance. Do you have plans for after?” “Well, I don’t like to eat very much before I perform, so I will probably go and grab a bite to eat before heading home and collapsing. The music department is giving us Wednesday off to recover before we have to go back into classes.” “Don’t plan anything and find me in the lobby after the show.” He gave my hand a squeeze and was off in a flash. Before I could react he had disappeared around a corner and was gone. I stood in the early December chill in disbelief. I think I am falling in love. Chapter 1 will be out shortly! Thanks for reading so far!

Chapter 7 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. I heard he kid get in his locker and a bottle of water open. I knew that he was doing what I said. My Pone vibrated and it was him saying OK to my message. I asked if he was getting any play yet/ He cam back and said “ Some “. I guessed he was trying to keep it low that he was just drinking cum and eating ass. I knew that before the end of the night I would have him sucking cum out of an ass. I got another buzz on my phone. It was my Friend and he said he should be there in an hour or so. I told him what the room number were and he came back and asked how the Kid was doing. I relied “ Got 3 loads, some stretching by me, and 2 guys ate his ass and sucked him off, and then they took him to the showers and pissed on him and had him drinking from the tap”. I sent it and stopped, the kid was ruffling around in his room. I had my door open since he could see me thru the hood and his door was still closed. Then I heard the mattress slapping back down. He got real quiet and then in a low voice he said that burns. I knew it was giving himself the second bump. I purposely let some on the outside so that after he unwrapped it he should get some in his rectum. I Hoped I would hear it an di was thrilled to hear it. I tested my Friend to tell him what he had done. The Kid got quiet for a while. I had told him to be ass up and really for a few minutes after the booty bumps so it would take effect. While I was laying there with a hardon another guy cam in and started sucking me. He had a great mouth and I wondered if we could give the kid lessons on cock sucking. After he got me real hard he stood up, turned around and sat down on my cock, He had trouble getting it in, He was really tight and got part of it in and about the time I was going to grab his hips and force it up his chute he got up and left. I could tell he wasn’t real clean, probably a new person to anal sex. I was going to get up and go clean off when the kid came out of his room, he saw my cock and proceeded to clean it off in his mouth. This totally shocked me. He did the same as the other guy and tuned around and sat down on it. He was working it in, he had tightened up some and was having problems getting it in. I could feel some of the cum in his ass coating my cock. He rose up once an di grabbed his hips and pulled him down. The action caused him to loose his footing and he fell down, impaling himself on my cock. He yelled and loudly said “ Shit “. I cold feel the cum and booty bum in his ass. He lifted up about half way and let himself back down and ground his ass down on my cock trying to get every inch in his ass. I knew my cock was pressing the booty bump into the walls of his mancunt. A guy waked by at that time and saw what was happening. He got down and stared licking the kids cock and balls. The kid was in heaven. I couldn’t even tell what he was saying anymore. The guy wormed a finger up the kids ass, then a second and eventually a third. That kids ass was stretched and stuffed. I was slowly pumping up into the Kids ass when the guy stared pushing a finger n mine. I wasn’t ready to cum yet so I had to stop him. The Kid was wired and was shaking with the drugs and excitement of the moment

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.

Thank you all for reading the introduction so far. Your encouragement is greatly appreciated, and I hope this is a story that you follow! This next chapter features some more exposition before getting into the sex, but I hope you find it worthwhile. I'm planning on posting once or twice a week for a few months to tell this story – your reactions, ideas, notes, and critiques are welcome! Chapter One: My First Date The concert couldn’t come fast enough. I practically lived in the recital hall between rehearsals with the orchestra and personal practice I was doing, I felt I could do little but eat, sleep, and breathe music. I won’t bore you with a long description of a long concert, but at the end I felt flushed with pride in our performance and emotionally and physically exhausted. We stood to take our bow and received rapturous applause. I thought I could just make out Blake’s face in the back of the balcony, but the glare of the stage lights made me unsure. After climbing down from the organ loft and running through the dressing room to grab my coat and bags, I walked out to the lobby where I saw Blake’s back through the crowd. I swear the man was wearing a Tom Ford suit, it looked so perfectly crafted for him. He was scanning the crowd looking for me, and when he turned I saw his eyes light up, then I saw the flowers he was holding in his hand. I felt myself trotting over to him and blushing as he presented me the bouquet of roses and lilies. “I got these for you,” he said, putting his arm around my back. I blushed deeply and blurted out, “you know, lilies represent death.” What the actual fuck. I am such an unfortunate nerd. I felt Blake’s back stiffen next to me. I hurriedly said, “I’m sorry, I love the flowers. I’m just not very coherent after a concert.” He still looked like he felt some shame, so I leaned into him and whispered in his ear, “honestly, I’m making a total ass of myself. I only have two talents: music and being able to say the exact wrong thing in any situation.” I could feel his cheeks move into a grin as I took a long, soft inhale through my nose. God this boy is perfect. “You must be hungry,” he said grabbing my wrist like he did the night we met. “We should find some food.” I knew that a lot of the orchestra members were going to a catered dinner that night at a nearby ballroom, but I wanted something more intimate. “How do you feel about breakfast for supper?” “Sounds good to me,” Blake said, “lead on.” I pulled him through the crowd and down to my car. “Hop in. We can pick up your car later tonight.” He got into my beat up Camry and buckled his seat belt. We drove out to an old greasy spoon diner a couple of miles from the concert hall. It was awkward between us — he clearly didn’t want to mess anything up. Walking into the diner, there was just one man nursing his cup of coffee in the corner with a waitress and cook behind the bar. Soft country music played from a juke box in the corner and the place smelled of bacon, waffles, and grease; the smells only pleasant in a diner. We grabbed a booth and ordered. I couldn’t even tell you what I ate that night, all I know is that my exhaustion melted away. Blake’s eyes sparkled at me the whole time, we made easy conversation and smiled at each other — I couldn’t help it. We had finished our meal a half hour previously and I didn’t even realize that we had begun to rub our feet and ankles together under the table. At one point I bolted upright and exclaimed, “sorry, I have to run to the bathroom really quickly, I will be right back.” (Drinking four glasses of water will do that to a man.) When I came back to the table, Blake was gathering my coat and scarf. “I’ve taken care of the check, shall we head out?” What a fucking gentleman. I’ll admit, I was totally smitten. The car ride back to the recital hall was almost silent. Energy crackled between us, keeping the hair on the back of my neck sticking straight up. We got to his car when he turned to me and asked, “do you have a key to get into the hall after hours?” I fished around in my wallet and pulled out a pass card. “Sure, did you leave something behind?” “No, I’d just love for you to show me the organ.” “Well, if you wanted to see my organ all you needed to do was ask,” I laughed. He blushed that time and I popped open the car door. “Come on! I’d be happy to show you!” We scampered inside the hall and I brought him through the dressing room hallway into the auditorium. The organ loft has a great view of the stage below and the audience seats. I was just turning the organ on when I felt him right behind me, bumping into my butt. Turning around, his entire body was so close I could have licked his shirt. I stared him straight in the eye and leaned in. Kissing Blake was like nothing else I had ever experienced. It was like hot and cold at the same time, like the air was gone from the room and the only thing that would save me was the connection of our tongues in each other’s mouths. I felt his hand come up and rub my head through my hair. I could barely stand, my entire body committing to being a part of him. We broke apart to breathe for a moment. The gentle twinkle was gone from his eyes and all I saw was an intense hunger. “Look at me,” Blake said in a commanding whisper. As I was staring into his eyes, I felt his hand cup the front of my pants and run between my legs. I moaned gently and bit my lip. This just made him move against me more. I could feel the definition of his abs and pecs through our suits. I reached up a hand and grabbed for a button. Miracle of miracles, he wasn’t wearing an undershirt. I made quick work ripping his shirt open and feeling his abs. The way they moved under his skin as he breathed, still rubbing my crotch and taint through my clothes. A thin film of sweat was lubricating my hand as I explored his chest. I broke eye contact to give his neck a little lick, up to his jaw bone. Now was his turn to moan, and I could feel the vibrations travel through my tongue. How had I gone from never kissing a boy to having this hot foreplay? He removed his hand from my crotch and grabbed my face. Looking straight into my eyes he asked, “do you want this?” I moaned an affirmative response. “If you want this, you need to know that it will change your life forever. Are you sure?” In my defense, I was a total newbie at this whole physical experience thing, but I couldn’t think of any reason to say no. Least of all did I want him to know this would be my first fuck. “Just take me.” And take me he did. In what seemed like one motion he whipped off my jacket, opened my shirt, and undid my belt. He began to kiss me deeply as he opened the fly to my pants, reaching into the damp warmth of my crotch to pull at my Calvin Klein briefs. My brain was fogged with lust and I just moaned into his throat. Blake wasn’t long on ceremony, though, as he was soon inhaling deeply from my underwear and giving me playful nibbles along the waist band. I kept running my fingers through his hair until he suddenly yanked my underwear down. My cock smacked my abs and instantly started drooling precum. I’m not particularly gifted in the cock department, but I have a respectable 7” dick with a slight upward curve at the end. My foreskin is intact but largely peeled back in my excitement. I keep my pubes trimmed and out of the way and don’t have any other body hair to speak of. I’m definitely the archetype twink. Blake growled and attacked my dick with his mouth. My eyes rolled and my head lolled back as I could barely contain the sensations I was feeling. I was leaned back against the side of the organ case, with a gorgeous man diligently sucking my dick, while I could barely breathe. Blake suddenly stopped and looked up. He looked like an animal — hair and eyes wild with lust, his shirt half off his back, and an obscenely large bulge occupying the front of his suit pants. “Turn around.” The command came as a bit of a surprise, and I turned my back to him. He slowly spread my cheeks and massaged my ass. I could hear him mumbling something behind me, but I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. I suddenly gasped as his tongue started at my taint and swiped over my hole. “Oh my god that felt fucking good!” Blake seemed to purr with delight. He continued to push into my ass with his tongue. Every moment of this night was better than the last. Just a few hours ago I was standing right here taking a bow after a performance. “Are you ready?” Blake’s question woke me out of my bliss. “Take me over, Blake.” I half moaned, half cried. Before I could take a breath, his cock head pierced my hole for the first time. My body immediately reacted to the foreign intrusion. I convulsed as my hole tried to close around the cock head probing my hole. Blake roughly grabbed my shoulder for leverage and with a growl rammed in again. I felt tears start rolling down my face as my body began to give in to the assault. I was in so much pain and was so happy. Blake kept hammering into my hole and I felt the tip of his cock getting deeper and deeper. How big was he? I still hadn’t felt his pubes brush my (until now) virgin ass. Blake began to pull out with longer strokes and shove his cock in until he broke through a second spot of resistance and slid home. I was gurgling incoherently as his dick filled me with so many feelings. I felt full, like I had to pee, like I was being split in two, like my body didn’t know what to do with itself — and I loved it! The pain slowly ebbed and the glories of a dick pushing past the prostate in long, deep strokes took over. I was sweating, panting, totally consumed by the feelings Blake was giving me. He kept muttering to himself and dicking me down. My body convulsed and I looked down to see that I had sprayed the side of the organ with my own cum. Fuck! I didn’t even touch my dick! The convulsion seemed to stir the beast pounding my hole because he started to seriously hammer my hole. I cried out in surprise and his hand left my shoulder and closed around my throat. I could feel Blake shift his weight behind me and lean up to my ear, “Paul, you fucking gorgeous man. You will live with this night for the rest of your life. You gave yourself to me, and now I am going to give myself to you. You WILL be mine.” I was struggling to breathe and began to slip out of consciousness. The last things I heard before the darkness of unconsciousness gripped me was Blake moaning, “take my seed, I am a part of you forever,” as somewhere deep inside my core I could feel a dick pulsing inside me. When I finally came to, I was sprawled out in the organ loft of the performance hall, my clothes wrinkled and discarded in every direction, my underwear around my ankles still in my shoes. I thought to myself, “well, I guess you found out that you are the kind of guy who gets fucked on the first date.” I chuckled as I tried to sit up. My ass was on fire. I reached down and felt around my hole. I massaged my hole trying to cool it down. When I brought my hand back up to my face, I saw that it was covered in dark pink juices. Feeling uncontrollably horny, I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted the sweet mixture of Blake and myself mixed together. The true essence of a man. His musk, his spunk, his most intimate gift. I was flying. My first date, my first kiss, and my first fuck all in one night, after the triumph of an amazing concert. The concert. Fuck! I quickly collected my clothes and tried to brush out the wrinkles. Dashing to the bathroom, I picked up some paper towels and went back to wipe the cum off the organ. Jesus, there was so much cum. Trying not to look like I just woke up after passing out during a fuck, I collected what little dignity I had left and walked back to my car. It was only when I was hanging my clothes up to take to the dry cleaners (who knew how difficult it was to get ass juice out of a wool suit) when I noticed a neatly folded piece of paper in my inside jacket pocket. I pulled it out and unfolded the note Blake must have slipped in my jacket as he left. The note was beautifully written in an old-fashioned cursive: ‘Paul, thank you for an amazing night. I hope you weren’t scared or permanently hurt. I have never felt so sure that something was right as when I was inside of you. If you could, please call me so we can talk this week. Hope to see you soon. - Blake’ I fell into bed, still reeking of sex, still feeling like every nerve ending in my body was on fire. A beautiful man wanted me. A beautiful man took me. And now, this beautiful man wants to see me again. I’d wash the sheets and take a long shower tomorrow, but for tonight I fell asleep gently massaging my tender ass and moaning his name. “Blake, I’m cumming for you.”

After the massage he offered his shower. I picked my clothes and phone and went in and it had more erotic painting of men on his bathroom wall. I looked at them and they got me a little aroused. They were very sensual pics of nude men with thick cocks. I went in and started to take a nice hot shower when he came in and opened the door to the shower and asked if he could come in too. He said he had a lot of cum to wash off. Before he could step in, I leaned forward and licked all the cum off his stomach, he then pushed me on my knees and pushed his now semihard cock in my mouth. I gladly opened my mouth and suck on his thick cock. I managed to get most of it in my mouth and in my throat. He moaned and said, "Oh good boy, suck it.". I sucked more and got some precum running out. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock all the way in and it hit the back of my throat and i gagged. He said softly," Relax and take it in". I went back down and relaxed my mouth and let it hit the back of my throat and took it all in. "Ohhhh thats its your mouth is like a tight pussy", he moaned. That was music to my ears. I wanted to more of his cock in my throat, i wanted it all including his balls. I sucked and swallowed it all. He in turn started doing a slow rhythmic pump in my throat. I opened my throat and took it in and learned to breathe to keep letting him fuck my mouth and then stuck my tongue out to lick his balls as they banged against my chin. Then he suddenly stopped pulled his hard thick cock out of my mouth with a huge glob of spit connecting with my mouth. He stood me up as if i was a rag doll then pushed my up against the shower wall pressed his body against my back and put his cock at my hole. I yelled, " No not without a condom please.". He pushed in and the head of his cock slipped in and with his left hand he grabbed my nipples and worked them over and his right hand grabbed my cock and started stroking it all the while nibbling at my neck. I couldn't help myself i just leaned back. In doing so 2 things happened. One is i slid further back on his hard pole and let out a moan, two is he got more access to my neck and started kissing and chewing on it and just melted. I turned my head we kissed and out tongues where widly doing a dance. All the while he kept pumping me. "Ohhhhh fuck yeah it feels so good. I never thought it could feel this good.", I said. "Oh yeah you like a bare cock in you don't you, you little whore.", he said. He kept pumping in me. It felt amazing to really feel his cock in me, pulsing, fucking me. Yet in the back of my mind i couldn't help worry about getting fucked bare. BZZZZZZ BZZZZZZ BZZZZZ. What the hell.....oh my clock alarm on my phone went off. It was to remind me to pick up my friend from work. The alarm kept going off and it was loud and irritating. As so i pushed back and he stopped fucking me. I got out of the shower, grabbed a towel and turned off the alarm. Having my head clear I told him that i have to go and pick up my friend. He was there stroking his hard cock, "You sure you dont want to jump back on and finish the ride?", he said. He could see the lust in my eyes. I said, "Yes i need to go". I can't tell you how difficult that was. I so wanted to be bent over and fucked hard, as my own cock was hard, but needed to go. I got dressed, left the money and told him thank you.

------- 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."

I have been horny all week and striking out left and right. I finally got bred today. A traveling business man invited me to his room at the Hyatt, and asked me to bring lube. I told him to just spit on my hole, but he insisted on lube. So I put on a jockstrap grabbed lube and poppers and headed his way. He left the door ajar and lights low. I took a sniff of poppers before I entered the room. He was waiting on the bed. Naked and hard. I made eye contact with him then stripped to my jock. I took another hit of poppers and jumped on the bed to work his cock over with my moth. His cock 7” cut fit in my mouth perfectly. By the sounds of him moaning he enjoyed it as much as I did. Finally I could not take it any more, I backed my ass up to the edge of the bed and shouted “fuck me!” When he got off the bed to get behind me he asked for the lube. I reluctantly went to my jacket to get the bottle. But with it being so dark I could not find it, and he agreed to spit. I got down on my knees to get his cock wet again and I bent over the bed. He put his cock on my hole and I pushed back and took it in one go. Thr next 5 minutes was spent taking huge hits of poppers and egging him in, begging for his load. Being a good piggy bottom. Grilling his cock with the muscles deep in my ass every time he pushed deep. I loved when he pressed down on the small of my back fucking me harder every time I clamped my hole down on his cock. I felt his balls tighten up, and his breathing get shallow. As he moaned “take my load.” He kept his cock inside me after he came. I love when a top stays in me, pushing their cum deeper into my hole. I kept flexing my sphincter muscles to massage his still hard cock. He kept slowly pumping his cum deeper and deeper into my hole, while I reached behind me and grabbed his ass to feel the length of his cock deeper inside me. Then he started to thrust his hips again. Staying out slow, quickly picking up pace. I felt his cock harden, and I reached for the brown bottle. We both got verbal again, him calling me a cum dump slut, and me begging for his second load. Again I feel his balls tighten and then felt him filling my guts a second time. This time he did not stay inside me long. He pulled out, smacked my ass and told me to leave. I left the hotel feeling his leaking out of my hole, soaking the straps of my jock.

After a few messages on a hookup app, a nervous top finally decided his need outweighed his fear of getting caught. He decided on the men's room at a local department store. I would go in first. tell him it's clear and then he would come in, step into my stall and feed me. Very discreet. Everything went smooth, the store is suffering a pandemic lack of business and the men's room was vacant. I set up in the back stall. Sent the message and waited. Heard the door, and then the stall door opened. Took him no time to pull out his cock and feed it to me. Nice cock, clean and hard already. He had hit on me because of my love of facials and he wanted to cum on my face. It didn't take long and he pulled his cock out and blasted my face! Must of been a while because he shot all over my face! And then his guilt kicked in, he zipped up and was gone before I could say thanks! Just as I pulled the wet wiped and paper towels out of my pocket to clean up, the stall door opens and another guy is standing there, stroking another nice cock! He askes if I want more. He must have heard us? I said yes and he stepped in and fed me his cock before I could clean up from the first one! I love sucking cock and cum! I love sucking cock with cum on my face! He pulled his cock out several times and used the head of his cock to scoop up cum on my face and feed it to me. He kept pulling his cock back and teasing me with it, asking me if I wanted his cum! And then he finally came, blasting my face again! He too came a lot, covering me again! Then used his cock to smear it all over my face! Cumslut heaven! Two nice cum loads in a few minutes. Two strangers cumming on my face. Before leaving he handed me a card with his email on it, thanked me and was gone. I used the sink and literally took a shower in the restroom to clean up. But I could still smell and taste the cum on the way home! I love cum!

Get yourself a rosebud pump from Mr. S, LA Pumpworks, or Thickwall cylinders. Once you've done a bit of warm up stretching, put the pump on and gently pull your meat out.

Criteria for good hole: 1) Has to be clean; nothing kills my boner more than the smell of sex shit. When mixed with lube, it really turns me off. 2) Its loose enough to penetrate without much effort, but controlled enough so the bottom tightens at the right times. 3) Cum, cum, cum. The more cum in the hole, the better it feels. That's when I really start being verbal about how good a hole is. 4) Just enough cushion for pushin. I hate fucking hard and hitting into a bony ass. But if its too big, I don't get in deep enough.

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.

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

I 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.

The 2008 paper's HIV transmission estimates were refuted less than a decade later by PARTNER 1 and 2, which, furthermore, were empirical studies (involving real human beings), not a mathematical modeling exercise as in 2008. WHO should watermark the 2008 paper because, if referenced by itself today, it could support medical misinformation. PARTNER 1 and 2 refute even the lowest of the lower bounds in Table 2 at the top left corner of the fourth page (labeled p. 317 in the journal volume). The detection threshold at the time was 200 HIV virus copies per millilitre of blood, PARTNER 1 found 0 linked HIV transmission in 58,000 sex acts by almost 900 sero-discordant straight and gay couples who did not use condoms, and PARTNER 2 found 0 linked transmissions in 77,000 sex acts by almost 800 gay couples. Even though no linked transmission occurred in these large, rigorous studies, upper bounds of risk were calculated just in case some transmission might be expected in even larger or even longer studies. "The new results from PARTNER2 are able to reduce the upper 95% CI [confidence interval] to 0.23/100 CYFU [couple-years of followup] for overall risk in gay couples: equivalent to a worst case when a couple would need to have sex for 400 years". HIV transmission did occur in PARTNER 1 and 2, but never from HIV-positive, virally-suppressed study participants. Instead, genotyping demonstrated that transmission occurred when HIV-negative participants had sex with people other than their own virally-suppressed partners. The quote is from i-base, a UK-based clearinghouse that provides HIV treatment information to health professionals and the public. The quote is still more technical than I would have liked, but interested readers will find all sorts of technical and non-technical information about PARTNER 1 and 2, the studies that proved that U=U. [think before following links] https://i-base.info/htb/34604

The seduction part is honestly as hot as the resulting seeding of his guts.

Etiquette? If you bend over a hole is far game for no-holds barred fucking seeding. If you want controlled fucking, then get a date on Gr**dr. Arse up, cum in.

Hopefully, I wait in line.. 😙

Of course not. The goal of every cumdump worth the title is to satisfy raw Cocks. More, to protect himself as well as the Cocks he services, he should take mitigatory steps to do that, thus enabling him to service many more Cocks over his lifetime than may otherwise be the case.

I have lots of married guys that use my hole. They message me to see if I’m free (I always am unless I’m working), they give me 30min to clean before they turn up. They say they would rather fuck my hole instead of their wife/gf because it’s easier than going through all the romance stuff.

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.

“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 😆

Not that I ever call it "pussy" (either mine or someone else's), but what has made guys stand out for me in the past is this. Any bottom that can make *me* (an admitted vers bttm) want to repeatedly top him has got to have something good going on... - Agreed with @Ieatcumholes on the rhythm part. If your "pussy" is moving at a different speed to my thrusting, I quickly lose interest. You should be following *my* lead...not dictating yours. This also goes for bottoms who attempt to reposition me to something where I'm not able to thrust as comfortably and deeply as I want. - I don't really like bossy bottoms either. It's one thing if you tell me what you like before playing, but ordering me around is the quickest way of getting me to pull out and leave. - Be legitimately responsive to my actions. If you're too quiet when I'm fucking you, then I think you're not enjoying me; also this when a bottom does "fake moaning" that you see in professional porn. - Inside of a hole, my cock tends to be a bit of an intense squirter; much more than when I'm just jerking off. Also, I tend to stop at the point of the first shot so that my bottom can feel me throbbing. The best bottoms are the ones that genuinely respond to this and instinctively pull me in closer. It's the kind of thing that makes me feel "wanted", even if it's an anon session. I guess it's a bit of a personal preference, but I love it when my bottoms show a genuine interest in *me*. I'm not asking anyone to fall in love, but just let me know in some way that you're actually enjoying what I'm doing and that I'm not just another random cock in your hole. It's the kind of practice that I use when I bottom - really show my tops how much I want them fucking me - that keeps them coming back for more.

I agree completely. Started the castration process and looking for a penectomy to become full nullo. Dont use it and dont need it. As far as im concerned its just an eye sore

I was pozzed at my 18th birthday last year. My friends kowed, that my biggest dream was to get pozzed. They organized a poy men odf 24 years who pozzed my at this spezial day. He loaded my three times that day. 19 days later i was happs, i got the fuck flue. Since then I know that I have the best friends of the world. Im so happy

I was cruising Sniffies early this morning and came across a "Curious Bi Dad" that was nearby, we chatted for a bit and exchanged some pics. He told me that he was wondering what it felt like to get sucked by a guy. I told him that I would love to show him but I couldn't host. He asked if I wanted to meet at the park that was close to both of us and I told him that I would meet him by the jungle gym (because it's in an unlit area) in 10 minutes. I walked over to the park and waited. 10 minutes go bye and there is no sign of him, I checked sniffies but he was offline so I decided to wait a bit, 20 minutes goes bye and still no sign of him. I have a cigarette and stand up to leave and I see a shadow walking through the park towards me. I stand there in the dark watching, when the person is about 50 feet away from me I cough and they walk right over to me. It's a guy and he says hey dude, I say hi back and he tells me that he got nervous and wasn't going to show but changed his mind. He asks me if I do this often and I reply "every chance I get", He asks if I'm clean and I tell him I am. He's making small talk and tells me that he brought some beers but I just whisper maybe later. I reach over and lightly grab his bulge through his shorts and gently squeeze it a few time. His breathing is deep and he's still trying to make small talk so I drop to my knees and hook my fingers in the top of his shorts, I pull them down along with his underwear. I am looking at a rock hard 5 1/2 " or so cock, not super hung by any means but I wasn't going to turn back now plus a hard cock is a hard cock 🙂 I lick it from the bottom of the shaft up to his tightly cut head as he says "ahhh" next I take the head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it. Before he could react I take the whole length into my mouth and start bobbing up and down. He is running his hands through my hair and lightly moaning. After a few minutes I pull off of his cock and look up at him and ask him how it feels. He told me that it feels better than when his wife blows him and I told him well a guy knows what a guy wants!! He was breathing fast and heavy and I ask him if he's ready for me to bring him off and he says to me "I want to fuck you"... I told him sure, I'd love that and he asks me if I have a rubber to which I said no. I said well maybe I can just suck you off this time and next time I can bring a rubber with me so we can fuck. I am slowly jacking his cock and he says "you're sure that you are clean right" to which I answer yes, I was just tested two weeks ago (a bit of an exaggeration) and he says "would you let me fuck you without a rubber" and I say "for sure, we're both clean". My dick had been leaking precum like crazy so I drop my shorts and take a blob on my finger tip and rub it on my hole then I spit on my fingers and stick two of them inside merubbing the spit around. I bend over the metal floor of the jungle gym with my hands on the metal floor and my feet in the sand about 12 inches below the metal pushing my ass up into the air. He gets behind me and I feel him put his cock against my rosebud but every time that he tries to push in it slips off so I half stand back up and reach around spreading my butt cheeks with both hands and I tell him to try again. He lines up and pushes slowly against my hole and I let out a moan as my o-ring gives in to the pressure and I feel him sliding into me. I readjust and put my hands back onto the metal floor and he starts pumping faster and faster, he is breathing really hard and says "I'm gonna cum"!! He all of a sudden stops thrusting and holds himself all the way inside me, I can feel his dick pulsing. After about 10 seconds he thrusts in and out of me about 6 times then he pulls out and wipes his dick off on my shirt. He pulls up his shorts and says "that was sweet, thanks dude", I say "anytime" and he walks away. I stayed there with my ass in the air trying to catch my breath for about 5 minutes before I stood up, pulled my shorts up and walked back home. When I got home I laid down on my bed and put on some porn and fingered my cummy hole until I was tired and fell asleep. When I woke up a few hours later, his cum had seeped out and was dried on my thighs and there was a moist spot on my bed sheet. That was sure fun and I hope to hook up again with him sometime. Never did get around to drinking the beers with him 🙂

I was that straight guy. Now I only want cock. The cock that turned me...

As a bottom slut very much into married guys, daddies and straight men, I very often get fucked with a condom. These guys remove it only to cum and most of the time in my mouth. There s something there I find very hot. It makes me feel totally used and worthless. What are your thoughts on this ?

The context is one wanted a picture of load. Not seem something I be thinking of taking a picture. Seemed individual was more of a picture collector and less serious in meet or arranging meeting in person.

Whats a condom?

I have never pulled on a jacket - ever. and being fucked never had the guy ever use one either. sex should be skin-on-skin, and having that load pumping deep is just carnal.

Went o Fist Fists (plural), Do Days pup weekend and all 10 days of Pig Week last year. Looking forward to those again this year plus: Furry Weekend Atlanta, CLAW in Cleveland OH, Gay Days in Orlando, Palm Springs Leather Pride and possible Folsom again.

The ad said 'Willing Bottom Required for long group session, apply now'...just reading the ad got my hole twitching, I answered straight away, and was immediately replied to with a question, 'Do you take chems..well, that sent me really squirming. If they were after a chemmed bottom, great...if not I could do that to. I replied, saying I love to party but am happy with whatever you choose. They replied with 'A double slam should start the party well'...holy fuck this sounded hot. They sent details, I quickly washed out, showered and headed over. They were about 30 minute drive away, and I got there just on dusk. As I went to knock the door opened, and there stood a guy in his 20's, naked, smooth with a rock hard cock about nine inches long, and smooth low hanging balls. He ushered me in and told me to strip, which I did and released my now hard 8" cut cock, 6" thick around the hard shaft...I followed him into a dimly lit room and as my eyes adjusted my ass twitched and I leaked some precum. There were 6 other guys in there, all naked sitting on couches, stroking their hard coks..one of them said 'Yay, the holes have arrived...' I got told to ly back in the sling, and immediately two guys got up and tied my wrists back, then tied my legs high and spread. The guy who opened the door said 'Right, everyone has to taste his hole before we wreck it good'...and there were several 'oh yeah's ' ....One by one they took turns burying their faces in my ass, tongues probing my hole...pushing right in and twirling around inside...they were all between 20 and 40, and in good shape...and not one of them was under 8" hard.The last guy had his tongue pushed deep in my hole, and the guy who opened the door for me earlier said to one of the others that it was time. Him and another guy each came up to an arm and placed a band around each arm, and swabbed clean. Two full syringes were produced, and both at the same time they got a vein, pulled back and got a beautiful red register. The leading guy said, 'You ready for a wild ride, holes being used and abused, and you kept high?' I said 'fuck yeah, bring it on' Straight away he nodded at the other guy and they pressed the plungers in and double slammed me, and with a quick movement both released the bands from my upper arms. Instantly I got a wave of chemical taste and started coughing hard. While I was coughing a guy was pushing his big thick 9" cock into my hole, and all I could focus on was the immense pleasure I was feeling, rushing and being fucked. Almost straight away my limp cock started pouring out a steady stream of cum, and one of the guys quickly had it in his mouth, taking it all. I started to really moan, Yeah, fuck my hole, use it, fill me with cum..to cheers from all the guys. The sling had a special feature where the part you rested your head on could be lowered right back, which was done and I had a cock pushed in my face, which I greedily took down my throat. After a few minutes the guy fucking my throat lifted my head, and put a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to sniff hard and deep, then again on the other nostril and hold it till he said to let go. I did as he said, and felt myself getting even sluttier, and moaning to stretch my hole, fuck me deep. They all took turns fairly quickly, about 5 minutes each in my hole then my mouth. Then I was untied and helped off the sling. One of the guys lay on his back, and they told me to face him, and get down on all fours and take his cok up. I did that, then felt another guy coming in from behind to join the cock already in me,. I was given another big hit of poppers, and then took both cocks in my hole, moaning loudly and then another guy slid his cock down my throat, fuck he was huge, and he kept pushing it down and I gagged a little, getting more cries of 'oh yeah'. they were then all told to hold still, and I felt the familiar band going on my arm, a cold wipe, short sharp sting, then the band removed and wham! Another big hit...as I was slamming, the three guys started fucking me really hard, And I'm moaning and yelling yeah fuck me, own my hole! After a bit they swapped places with the other 3 who had also just slammed. After about another 1/2 hour of fucking, they helped me up and laid me back on a fuck table. They then lined up a fuck machine with my hole, and the guy asked me how big i wanted.. I said big and long, and he said are you sure pig? I said fuck yeah, and he produced a huge dildo to go on the machine, about 11 inches long and at least as thick as a coke can, with a bigger mushroom head on it. I was laying on my back, legs tied up and back to a beam. I wasn't so sure now but it was too late, it was screwed to the machine. He told me to push my ass back on to it and saw my indecision. He held a bottle of poppers under my nose and said, here you will need these, four big hits, and hold each one. I did as I was told, and my head was swimming and he turned the machine on slowly. It pushed hard and popped through my first sphincter and I yelped, but fuck it felt so fucking great...he kept the machine steady and told me to push back on it, and I could feel the pressure against my second sphincter, and I slowly pushed through it and was in total fucking ecstasy! He turned it on again real slow, and it pushed in further. It was touching my third sphincter and had bottom out because of where I was lying. He said that would be a good start, and then started the machine. I felt it slowly slide out of my 2nd, then pop out my 1st, then straight back in. I was moaning saying fuck yeah fuck yeah, fuck me, please fuck me, and he turned it up faster, and each stroke it popped out of my hole entirely then thrust back in, sending waves of pleasure right through my body. He said must be time for a top up slam, then some hard fucking, sucking and ass eating pig. I said yes please, and he said this one is gonna be a .35 on top of what you have had... I just moaned. He put the band on me, wiped, then stopped the fuck machine with it at its deepest. He then slammed me, removed the band, and as it hit I felt the machine start again, and as I rushed it was turned up really fast, wrecking my hole and I was moaning load, next thing there was a guy sucking my limp cock while another straddled me and sat his hole on my tongue. As the machine pounded my hole I ate the guys out, one after another, then sucked each one of them, also one after another. the guy was controlling the speed of the fuck machine the whole time, full speed, then slower, then really slow, full speed again. Now it was his turn to have his cock sucked, and as he pushed his cock all the way down my throat, he turned the machine up.. the faster he turned it up the deeper and faster I sucked him. He said time for my load pig, and he turned the machine to full speed and as my hole was being pounded, I sucked his cock with the same vengeance, and I felt him thicken, harden then blow load after load of hot cum down my throat, as he slowly turned the speed of the machine down. He stopped it when it was completely out, and said fuck what a hot hole...you sure you don't want bigger now? I was flying, and feeling so good I said fuck yeah! He said ok boys, time to double fuck this pig with the machine. Untie his legs and we'll get him up on all fours backing on to it. I was soon in the new position, moaning and greedy for what was coming, my hole had been loosened considerable each time the mushroom head of that huge toy came out it was making my rosebud form. The guy said Ok guys, as you fuck him, you control the speed of the machine, and also there needs to be a hard cock in this pig's throat the whole time..whoever is in his throat can feed the piggy poppers, lets get him really flying. I felt lube being squeezed into my hole, and then the machine was probing its way back into my guts. A guy had his cock in my throat, and held poppers under my nose, said sniff up pig...I took ahuge hit, then another, and as it kicked in I felt the machine start back up into me, hard and fast, then it slowed and as it started going back in I felt huge pressure as the first guy started pushing his thick hard cock in with the machine, stretching me wide open ... To be continued

You're right that it makes it more exciting. I was ready for sex and cleaned my hole, especially at night because after supper he would start turning-off the lights and I knew he wanted some action. We would start in the living room and then end up in the room, have sex and fall asleep with his cum in my hole. He woke me up a couple of nights to have sex in the middle of the night, which was nice. But months later we stopped seeing each other.

Well said. They are coping with their own fears, with strong social programming, and, in the case of an ongoing friendship like the one you describe (amazing post, by the way!), with uncertainty about their feelings for you and your feelings for them. That sex sometimes happens in spite of these constraints is remarkable, and makes it all the more exciting. (Incidentally, I don't mean to make excuses for straight-identified guys, but to acknowledge some of the psychological struggles they face. This is a descriptive exercise. If I wanted to take a normative tack, I'd say that they need to get over their mental hangups and start putting their dicks in whatever holes make them feel good, already! Of course, a normative approach usually fails, for being a simple solution to a complex problem.) An agreement is good as far as it goes, but people continuously discover new things about themselves and about others, especially when it comes to sexuality.

Part 7: The Stranger In all his long centuries of life, Hamish had never had such a disconcerting experience. They’d walked into a small inn by the waterfront of Fraserburgh, and the first man Hamish saw was Craig. That’s not possible, he thought, it can’t be him, he’d have been dead now for 200 years or more – and yet, impossible or not, it was him. More than that, the young man’s eyes at once picked up the handsome pair of men walking into the inn – but of the two, he had eyes only for Hamish. Not Alan. Only Hamish. Alan and Hamish settled at a small table and ordered food and drink. Once their cups of ale and plates of food came, they settled in for a quiet meal – and then, Hamish saw “Craig” walking towards them, his eyes glued on Hamish as he came. Hamish desperately clung to his slipping sanity by composing his face into its most unrevealing expression. “Yes?” This, in a tone of utter disinterest. The young man answered, “Welcome. You’re strangers here. I’m Craig.” Things had now, Hamish decided, passed the unreal stage. He was plainly hallucinating. Except that he wasn’t. Alan was watching him with an expression compounded of equal parts sympathy and mockery. “I’m Hamish. This is Alan.” The younger guy pulled over a stool and perched at their table, sitting as close to Hamish as he dared without seeming to sit too close to him. Alan was distinctly amused now. At first Hamish thought this new Craig, “Craig II,” as he thought of him, was going to try to touch him for a meal or drinks. But when Craig’s order arrived, he paid in cash at once. So much for that theory. After they’d finished their meal, Alan went over to the bar and bespoke a room for the next few nights. Despite Hamish’s resolve to keep aloof, the conversation soon flowed freely, with Craig and Hamish doing 90% of the talking, and Alan contributing the odd valuable observation. There was no denying that Hamish felt an instant comfort zone with this man. Alan watched quietly, not intervening either pro or con. He’d lived for enough centuries to know that you can’t argue reasonably with love, whenever the little archer’s arrow strikes its target. Eventually, it came time to drink up and leave. Craig went, but on the way to the door, he dropped the comment that he could be found hanging out here most nights. Hamish and Alan headed back to their room in the back of the inn. Hamish was uncommonly quiet that night, and Alan didn’t try to force a conversation. He could sense Hamish’s disquieted state and had a pretty clear idea of what was causing it. He had, after all, seen Hamish with the first Craig in the border town of Kelso all those centuries ago. The next day, they bought some pocket food items and headed out for a walk along the trail from the centre of the town up to the small, ruined castle on the promontory overlooking the harbour. It was one of those sunny, windy, cold days so common along the North Sea’s shores, but neither of them felt the cold much. They sat on the rocks below the castle, eating their lunch, and watching the gulls wheeling and crying over the fishing boats in the harbour below them. All the while, Alan kept his solemn, penetrating grey eyes fixed on Hamish. At last, Hamish spoke. “If you have something to say, go ahead.” Alan smiled a little. “Everything that has to be said, you are already saying to yourself – aren’t you?” Hamish gave a rueful chuckle. “You know me too well.” “No better than you know me.” “True. Alan, I know this is an impossibility -- but the impossible seems to have happened. It’s Craig all over again – the walk, the voice, the laugh. This is a lot more than just a case of a double with a similar face. And it’s really thrown me off. It seems, then, that the impossible is possible after all – but how?” Alan looked at him solemnly. “I can think of three ways. The first would be if he’s a fetch. That seems unlikely because you can usually smell the darkness in the air around that kind of a double – to say nothing of the fact that a fetch is usually the double of a living person and a warning that the person is about to die, which would defeat the purpose in this case. The second way would be if Craig became immortal after you left him. Obviously not impossible, but if he were now immortal, then you and I would both have sensed the aura.” “All right, so he’s neither a fetch nor an immortal. Where does that leave us?” “It’s true that souls do reincarnate. Not all souls, not all the time, but it does happen. What would be very unusual here would be the idea of reincarnating as an exact replica of your former living body. Not impossible, I guess, but I’ve never heard of it before.” “Alan, I’ve always assumed that a reincarnated soul would have no memory of the former lifetime, but did you see the way he focused right in on me the moment he saw me?” “Indeed I did – just like a pointer smelling a hare. No, a reincarnation wouldn’t leave him with any conscious memory of you, but the forces in his soul that drew him to your soul would still be at work. Imagine how much messier this would be if he’d reincarnated as a barmaid, and you had no idea why she attracted you!” Both of them laughed. Then Alan went on. “You’re going back tonight, aren’t you?” “Does this bother you?” “There’s no reason why it should. Your life is yours to lead. Your choices are yours to make.” Hamish was reminded, yet again, that his bond with Alan was completely separated from idle mortal pleasantries like love and jealousy. Craig joined them again at supper, and again he and Hamish had a lively conversation with slight commentary from Alan. Once the meal was over, Alan excused himself, saying he was going to look for a man in the town who might have some useful information for him. As Hamish could tell perfectly well, that was a graceful way of saying, “I’ll get the hell out of your way – enjoy!” Hamish led Craig back to the room behind the inn’s public spaces. There, they undressed each other, already kissing each other gently, even tenderly. Hamish pulled Craig down onto the bed with him, and they embraced, caressing each other’s bodies and sharing passionate kisses. Hamish observed his own behaviour with a detached, ironical eye. All these years keeping yourself safe from falling in love, and now you’ve had to go and do it? Now? And with the perfect double of a guy you already had years and years ago, no less. Hamish, you are definitely losing it! But soon, the ironical voice in his head was silenced. Hamish’s feelings for Craig, the passion, the yearning – the love – did not admit of any sarcasm or sharpness of wit. Not when it was perfectly obvious from the outset that Craig was feeling exactly the same way about him. It was those tides of powerful, irresistible emotion which had swept them together, and those same emotional currents now held them in each other’s embrace, unable to let go or release, or even to accept any ending other than a complete fulfillment of these wild storms that raged in their hearts. It was this emotional storm that led Craig to lie back, to lift his legs, to beckon Hamish towards him. It was the immense yearning in his heart that led Hamish to place his cock against Craig’s lovely hole, to push slowly and gently, to enter his tight young ass, to methodically work his cock farther inside, inch by inch, until Hamish’s full length held him, linked in dizzying intimacy, completely inside Craig -- cock to hole, body to body, heart to heart. And there he remained, pumping slowly at first, then more forcefully, until he came inside Craig’s body at the exact moment that Craig sprayed a fountain of cum all over his face and body. As they lay together in the afterglow, Hamish knew that he and Craig were going forward as a couple. And he knew that Alan understood what was happening. Hamish and Craig stayed together for fifteen years in all, fifteen wonderful years of loving union. Through all of that time, they travelled everywhere together, all over the British Isles, even venturing abroad to Europe – and Hamish, for the first time he could ever remember, crossed the sea both ways without getting seasick. Wherever they went, though, they did no hooking up with the local men. They were so completely absorbed in each other that there was no room for anyone else in their lives. Craig was all that Hamish wanted, all that he needed, and Hamish contained in himself everything that Craig had ever desired. By the end of fifteen years, though, the inevitable was beginning to happen. Craig was visibly ageing – and Hamish wasn’t. One hot summer night, as they were lying together in the grasslands above the Firth of Forth, after Hamish had released another massive load inside Craig’s sweet ass, Craig mentioned it. “Hamish, why is it that you never seem to look a day older? We’ve been together for fifteen years now, and I swear you look exactly the same as when we met – exactly the same.” Hamish tried to pass it off with a laugh. “That’s a long story, Craig – a very long story, in fact. Let’s just say that I guess I got lucky.” But Craig wasn’t content with that. “No, Hamish, that won’t do. I’ve noticed this before, that I ask you a question, usually a question about your past, and you put it aside. Sooner or later, you’ll have to tell me whatever secret it is that you’re hiding.” Hamish again tried to distract him with some passionate kissing. That usually did the trick. But not tonight. “Hamish, that’s not good enough anymore. I need to know what’s going on with you. Come on, tell me, damn it – now!” Hamish was taken aback by the change in Craig’s voice – not just the tone of anger from a man who was always sunny and genial and never lost his temper. Craig’s voice was noticeably dropping in pitch, getting deeper and darker with every sentence. More than that, he had seized Hamish by the upper arms and was holding on with a death grip, even shaking Hamish slightly to underline his words. Hamish twisted free, and slapped Craig hard across the face. At once, Craig melted back into his normal, easygoing self, voice and all. Hamish was now even more shocked and scared by what had happened. “Craig, what the hell was that all about? You grabbed me, yelled at me, you were demanding answers from me, and your voice was getting deeper and lower…” and here he imitated the drop in Craig’s voice, “…with every word you said.” Craig suddenly looked very frightened. He held onto Hamish, not now for a threat but as if for protection. “Hamish, it’s happening. He’s taking over control of my body.” “He? Taking control? What…?” “No matter what happens, just remember that this is the real me telling you that I love you, and you’re the only person I’ve ever loved in my life.” And with those final words, “…in my life,” the voice was dropping again. Then the outlines of Craig’s face and body began to quiver, to shift, to shimmer, and finally, definitely, to change into a completely different person. Hamish gazed at the man who had been Craig, wild-eyed, not understanding anything that was happening as his entire world turned itself upside down. The transformation was complete. Instead of a blond, blue-eyed northern Scotsman, Hamish was now facing a muscular, olive-skinned man with dark eyes and curly dark hair, some inches taller than him, who stared at him with a look that combined curiosity and malice in equal proportions. Hamish leaped out of the grass, but the stranger moved just as fast, and got between him and the gate to the footpath. “Craig!” Hamish gasped the name in desperation, but already knowing as he said it that it was useless. The stranger gave a gleeful laugh. “He’s gone. You’ll never see him again. I’ve kept him alive all these years, just to keep seeking for you – Immortal. And now I’ve found you. It took a while to be certain, but you are the man I am seeking. You owe me a debt of honour for when that knight ran you through. My brother’s power was trapped in that sword, and he was permanently crippled when the power fled into you. Now, you will give me your life and I will restore my brother.” “I will not.” The stranger laughed. “You can try to resist, but it will only make your death more miserable and painful in the end. Give in now, and I will spare you that pain.” Hamish now fully understood the adversary he was confronting. “And why should I trust you, Demon?” “Because you have no choice, Immortal.” And indeed, Hamish began to think that this time he had lost the game for good. But then, it occurred to him that as a demon, in human form, his opponent was probably still limited to the powers of the human. And more than that. As if from another point of the universe altogether, an idea came into his mind, not as a voice, but still undeniable in its elemental power. I am bonded to another. I am twice Immortal. I have the power of two demons in my body. “Bring it on, then, Demon.” The stranger leaped at him, but Hamish ducked out of the way, tripping the man as he went by, so that he went flying into the tall grass face down. Hamish leaped on top of him, ripping and tearing at his clothes like a mad thing. How it happened, he couldn’t guess, but Hamish found that his cock had sprung to full erection and had grown longer and thicker than ever before, dripping with precum – and without knowing how or why, he realized what he had to do. He could feel the magic of the dark powers coursing through his body, could sense that the demon was trapped under him and couldn’t get free as he planted his hard cock firmly against the hole, ready to push it in. The stranger roared with demonic laughter. “The fires of hell will burn you up!” With gritted teeth, Hamish replied, “I’ll chance it,” and then, with one mighty shove, he buried his entire dick inside the stranger’s ass. Two screams echoed across the hillside at once, and neither of them came from Hamish, even though the inside of the stranger’s hole was indeed burning his cock. He ignored it. Instead, he focused on the job at hand, pumping into the demonic ass as fast and hard as he could go, letting the feeling build up in his loins… ignore the heat, feel the hole, ignore the fucking heat, pump your seed deep inside him, feel the hole, feel the grip of the hole, fill him up with your cum…. The thoughts echoed in his brain like a chant, and suddenly he realized that he was actually chanting the words aloud. The stranger laughed sneeringly again. “Finding it a bit too much for you, Immortal?” But Hamish ignored the mocking words. Just a few more thrusts… a few more…. With one final superhuman effort, he slammed every last fraction of his erect cock inside the demon’s ass and let the seed fly, shot after shot. His cock pulsed and convulsed more often than he could ever before remember happening. It felt like his balls were shriveling away to nothing and his dick was turning inside out, and still the pulses of sperm kept flying, shot after shot, into the stranger’s hole. Once again, the two voices resounded in the air, as Hamish at last yanked his cock brutally out of the burning fires of hell – the higher-pitched voice a wail of remorse, the lower a shriek of utter devastation. The stranger’s body quivered a moment longer and then burst into flames. Hamish cowered back as the flames exploded upwards and outwards, scorching the grass, turning the air into a furnace, creating a rising column of twisting, swirling, super-heated air. Hamish closed his eyes and buried his face behind his arm until, at last, the roar of the fire slowly diminished. Finally, Hamish opened his eyes and looked down. The stranger had rolled over onto his back. His body and remaining clothing were all charred. Flames were still jetting out of his nose and mouth, and the now unstable outlines of his figure were shaking and quivering in the night air. And the Demon spoke. “You have won, Immortal. You have destroyed me. How could a mere Immortal like you defeat me?” Hamish drew himself up with implacable resolution. “I am bonded to another Immortal, Demon. I have the power of two demons in my body.” “Bonded to another… two demons….” The words trailed off into a searing scream of agony. The stranger’s body exploded in a final burst of flames and smoke, then crumbled to ashes -- and the thing was gone. In its place lay the twisted body of Craig, eyes filled with pain and love as he looked up at his triumphant lover. Hamish fell to his knees and embraced his man, but Craig whimpered in pain, and he had to let go. He took Craig’s hand and knelt there, looking into those beautiful eyes. At last, Craig managed to speak. “I’m dying, Hamish. I’m going to die. He ripped me apart when he took control of me.” “You never died before? This is still the original you.” “Yes… Immortal. Both of us. That was the answer to all the puzzles. But it was only temporary for me, as long as that demon lived in me. And now we fully understand each other.” Hamish’s eyes filled with tears. “I have killed you, Craig.” Craig smiled slightly. “No, Hamish. That… thing… killed me. You didn’t.” “I love you, Craig – my only love.” “I love… Hamish….” Craig’s eyes rolled up, his hand and neck went slack, and Hamish knew that he was gone. He reached out a shaky hand and closed Craig’s eyes. The superhuman strength of will that had helped him defeat and kill the demon was still coursing through him, fueling his anger, as he set to his task. Working at top speed, Hamish shifted boulders from a nearby stream as if they were pebbles and built them into a mound over Craig’s body. He used his bare hands to pull up slabs of sod from the grassy hillside, and laid them over the mound of rocks, allowing Craig to rest in peace where he had died and become a part of the homeland which he had loved. Dawn broke at last – and the first beams of sunlight picked out the hunched figure of Hamish, still sitting next to the grassy burial mound he had built during the night, his head buried in his folded arms, his back shaking as the uncontrollable sobs racked his body. Eight times in all the sunrise would come up on the solitary, mourning figure sitting there by the grave before he would pick up the broken remnants of his life and move on.

I grew up in a very conservative area of the southern US. When I was in uni, I would get hit up by the "straight-curious" guys on the local gay chat room. A couple of them ended up being my fuckbuddies, which was nice. What made it work in these scenarios is that both of us had an understanding that the relationship was purely sexual...neither of us was looking to date the other. As a result, the sex was about the sex; some cases there was kissing, some not. Also, it was a good way to keep my sex life as private as possible and not have it bandied about town with the gossipy queens...my str8 sex mates didn't want this info out, and I wasn't about to advertise it and ruin whatever contacts I had. Sure, there were the odd cases of straight guys who were too paranoid and it just flopped (proverbially and literally)...but like any other bad hookup, we just left it and moved on. I can definitely see the benefit of it if you want a purely sexual relationship...but it's the kind of thing where you both need to have an agreement of what is on and off limits from the outset and stick to it.

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.

I guess they fear that homosexuality is contagious and can be transmitted by kissing. 😂 In all seriousness, it would be interesting to find out whether these men also dislike non-sexual intimate contact (kissing, hugging, cuddling) with their wives, or whether they specifically avoid it with other men. I would love to get a psychologist's take on this. Is it that some straight men have repressed homosexual desires and really do want to see big penises; that they are merely curious and want to see how they measure up; that when they see women being fucked by big penises, they imagine that they themselves are similarly endowed, and fantasize that they are sex gods; or something else?

Nothing better than raw. I can still remember when I went from condom to bareback. It was in the gay suana in Amsterdam. He was fucking me with a condom and suddenly took it off and fucked me raw. I was so horny that I did not care at the moment. He unloaded in me. After this I was a bit scared. Luckily I lost this feeling when I was fucked raw again the next day. After this I was officially a bareback hooker and it did not take long before I was pozzed.

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

It should just show how the vote of 81-million can affect the lives of 43-million someplace else. Weak leaders allow tyrants to flourish. This is the beginning of World War II all over again - just different players. 🙏🙏🙏 for #Ukraine

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My married buddy showed up at my door last night. He only cums to see me when he needs a blowjob. I always take care of him but as soon as he cums in my mouth he bolts for the door. Last night I took it a bit further. I gave him a beer hoping it would relax him. It did. I could eee he was hard so I took him to my bedroom. I undressed - he’d never seen me nked before and it ws a risk he’d leave. He didn’t, he needed to cum. I undressed him which was the first time I’d seen him naked. We stood facing each other with our erections almost touching. I put my hand round his cock and told him "buddy I’m gunna suck you dry but first let me pleasure you” I got him to lie on my bed on his back, I licked his balls and took his cock in my mouth - he was loving it. Then I raised his legs and licked behind his balls, further and further until my tongue was in his ass. He tried to say “don’t do that’ but his body and moans gave him away. For the first time I was young fucking this stud's asshole. Fuck he tasted good. After I’d licked his ass for a while, I lay on my belly and told him to climb on my back and shove his cock in my ass. He did mount me and I felt his hard cock between my cheeks and he pressed his helmet on my hole but he stopped and got off. He said he wsn’t ready. I said ok, but when you are it will be the best fuck you’ve ever had. I got my mouth back on his cock and sucked him balls deep. He shot hard and emptied his nuts in my mouth. I thanked hi for his load and told him he’s a fucking stud. Unusually he didn't make a run for the door but stayed naked in my bed chatting. I told him I will always be there for him whenever he needs a blowjob but he should really fuck my ass. I’ve got a big beefy ass and he can fuck me as hard as he wants. He stayed so long that he was hard again, I persuaded him to touch my ass and get a good look at my hole - I said - “see how tight it is - you will love it round your cock” He wasn't put off and touched my asshole and butt for a few minutes but he was ready to cum again so I blew him a second time. I told him I Only wanted to serve him and he should cum over more often. I will always be available to take care of his needs unlike (I guess his wife). He got dressed except for his tight black trunks. I asked him if I could keep them,. He said yes and asked why. I told him they smelled good and sweaty and I was gunna sniff them while I jerk off after he left - he seemed flattered. I told him to cum back soon and fuck my ass or at least get your cock sucked. I hope my next post about him will be about how he fucked and loaded my ass.

I think I've been to that dark room that you are talking about. And IT IS proper dark IMO for a proper fuck. Fast, slow, deeply satisfying and almost completely anonymous to release full contents of your balls however long you wish it to take - I'm saying "Proper" fucking experience with no need for a convo. Everything is already clear and pitch black for you. Bend the fuck over or stick it in and have a go. If you made it this far into the cellar - you're not a tourist, you're there for business. And on a good day it is busy - humps, bumps, moans and all extensive sounds of evident ongoing fucking. Hardly etiquette but my opinion - I don't think you should ruin it for others by starting to talk to explain your interests and lay down itemized any factual articulation or argue further on while holding the hand of your initially objecting friend before consummating a mutually-satisfying experience. Or have a cell phone with you to light up your surroundings jolting everyone else with a sudden burst of screen light. If mindless bitches start maneuvers with extra moves and rubbers and wiggling for a proper angle while fluttering around the room and what not else - ditch him and come back later if that hole doesn't storm off upon such conclusive rejection before you. The size of those crowns roaming the wild is sometimes overwhelming. Let them sit alone or waste someone else's time. No words are needed other than to convey your annoyance if a leechy cunt tries to attach itself to you again.

Thanks, guys. I appreciate the comments! ------------- Part 41 - Second Interview Joe woke up and looked at the clock 9:47 AM. He got up and left Kyle sound asleep and went into the bathroom. He pulled the plug from his ass and sat down on the toilet. It felt like a half gallon of cum came out when he pushed. He stood up and looked at the cum in the toilet and smiled. It had felt good to be a cumdump again, even for just an evening. From Greg’s text messages it sounded like todays meeting would be all business. He prepared for a few grueling interviews and maybe see what the office was like. He showered and cleaned out just in case. He trimmed his beard and looked again at the new haircut Enrico had given him. He missed the mohawk but this looked more corporate than student while still looking good. He walked back to the room and saw Kyle on his phone. Kyle looked over at Joe standing there naked and said “Fuck, you are so sexy.” Joe got dressed with the set of clothes that he brought in case he was able to meet with Greg about the job. The long sleeve shirt covered the ink on his arm and the long pants covered the Doc boots he brought. He looked himself over and thought “clean with a bit of an edge, I hope it makes them remember me from all the other boring guys they see.” He went out and made some coffee and ate a muffin before knocking on Mark’s door. As he approached he heard the familiar sound of two men fucking. He knocked and then yelled through the door “ten minutes to blow your loads, we have to leave in twenty.” He heard laughter coming from the room and from Kyle laughing behind him. The four of them hopped in the car and after a few blocks Kyle said “this car fuckin’ stinks of cum.” Mark and Eric chuckled “Yeah, we didn’t have time for a shower, we figured we’d just fuck until we had to leave.” Mark pulled up to a nondescript office building that looked identical to the dozen buildings around it. “Is this the right address?” asked Mark and Joe nodded. “I’ll send you a text when I’m done” Joe said as got out of the car and then walked up the sidewalk to the door. Joe checked in with the receptionist and sat in the waiting area. It was only a minute or so and Greg walked up. They shook hands and Greg said “You’re looking good… But you’re looking a bit… uh… conservative, don’t you think?” “I didn’t want to give a bad second impression” Joe replied with a smile. Greg ushered Joe into a small conference room and said “There are two people who want to talk to you today. Once they have had their way with you, I’ll give you a brief tour of the place.” “Sounds good” replied Joe. The first interview was with a guy in his late 20s and looked like he had just gotten out of a goth club. From the appearance he was expecting an easy interview but instead it was question after question, probing what Joe knew or thought he knew. He wasn’t sure, but he thought that the guy was checking him out and he wondered what team he played on. He briefly thought that the guy would be a wild fuck and was then jolted back to reality by another question. Joe asked a few questions about the position that they were considering him for, but didn’t get much of an answer and was sweating by the end of the 45 minute session. He waited a few minutes and the second person walked in and was almost the exact opposite. He was in his late forties and was all business - white shirt and tie, dress pants, expensive loafers and a simple wedding ring. The interview was not as brutal and much more conversational letting Joe ask more questions about the company and the job. At the end the guy said “Greg was pretty excited about getting you here for an interview. Usually we have to fly people in instead of them coming to us.” Joe replied “Well, I told Greg I was going to be out here visiting my brother for the holidays so I guess it made it easier on all of us.” “He also said that you were a team player and made sure the job got done. I hope he didn’t pressure you into doing anything. He can get pretty insistent when he wants something” the interviewer said with a wink. Joe chuckled “No, not at all. It’s been a very interesting interview process.” “Good. I think he’s going to show you around and maybe meet some of the people in the group we’re thinking you might fit in with. It was good to finally meet the guy we’ve been hearing so much about” the interviewer said as he got up and shook Joe’s hand. Greg came back in the room and shut the door. “I hope everything went well. I guess I should ask you at this point if you’re still interested” Greg said. “Very much so. It sounds like an interesting project and company” Joe answered. “Good. Now lets take a short tour around the place” Greg said. They wandered around seeing the office and Joe noticed that many of the cubicles had some sort of pride item hanging so he assumed that it was a very gay friendly place to work. Greg said about halfway through “Not a lot of people are in this week. Officially the company is closed this week and next with just a skeleton crew. Many that are here now are working so that they can go on a little trip to a trade show at the end of May. Its in Chicago and some of our employees take advantage of it to go to the other event that happens there Memorial Day weekend. Its a lot of fun and you get to see a different side of some of your co-workers.” Greg looked at Joe and winked. They turned a corner and ran into a young guy about Joe’s age coming the other direction. They stopped and Greg said “Raphi, I’d like you to meet Joe. We’re interviewing him to start about the same time you do. Joe this is, uh, Raphael. He’s interning with us right now and will graduate when you do.” The two younger guys shook hands and smiled at each other. “I see you get to interview the hot ones, Greg” Raphi said. Joe blushed and Greg replied “Yeah, I find them in the strangest places, too.” “Too bad you won’t let me interview them and warn them what they’re in for” Raphi said with a chuckle. Joe said “Oh? Is it a sweatshop? Or is it filled with crazy people?” Joe said with a chuckle afterwards, hoping he didn’t offend anyone. Raphi laughed. “It can be a sweatshop sometimes when we get busy, but its a good kind of sweat” he said. “Enough of that talk, Raphi. We don’t want to scare him off. He hasn’t said ‘yes’ yet, officially anyway” Greg said sounding a little serious. “No worries, Greg. I like to hear comments, good and bad, about what I might be getting myself into” Joe said with a grin. “Can I have your phone?” Raphi asked Joe, who tentatively pulled it out of his pocket and unlocked it. He handed it over and Raphi quickly was typing in his name and phone number into the address book. “There. You can call me and I can tell you what I know. Or we can meet for coffee or something” Raphi said as he handed the phone back to Joe while looking him over. “We have to get going. Raphi, don’t forget about next week” Greg said as he started to walk down the hall. “No chance of that, Greg” Raphi said. He winked at Joe and then headed off while Joe walked to catch up with Greg. They finished the tour up and Greg took Joe back to the reception area. “I was hoping to take you to lunch. Do you have a car or did you uber it?” Greg asked. “Kinda. My brother dropped me off. I have to text him when I’m done to have him pick me up” Joe said. “Oh yeah. That’s right. You’re visiting him out here. Do you think he’d like to join us?” asked Greg. “I don’t know…. Ummm…” Joe stammered a bit. “What is it? You don’t want me to meet him?” Greg inquired. “No, its not that. Its just that I came out here with my boyfriend too and I don’t want to abandon him” Joe said meekly. “Hehe, boyfriend? That’s kind of sweet and a different side of you I hadn’t seen. Send them a message and tell them to meet us at Mickey’s pub on Grant Street in about 20 minutes. Have a seat. I need to get a few things from my office and I’ll be back in a few minutes” Greg said. Joe sat down and fired off the message to Mark and Kyle. He got a message back from Kyle a minute later “shit. ok. just fucked mark need to shower” Joe laughed to himself, but was surprised at Kyle’s comment and was really envious. Greg finally came back with a satchel over his shoulder and the two went over to the pub. While they were walking to the door, Greg said “Don’t mind Raffi. He’s a good guy but sometimes talks too much. If you hadn’t guessed, he’s gay. And I think he wants you.” “Yeah, he wasn’t too subtle about it” Joe replied. The pub was pretty busy but they sat at a large table. Greg ordered a pint of beer and Joe followed suit. As they sipped their beers and waited for Mark and Kyle to arrive, Greg said slowly “So… does your brother know about your… uh… special gift?” Joe snickered and replied “Yeah, he does. I tell him pretty much everything.” Greg’s face turned pale and Joe realized he may have misunderstood the last comment and he reassured Greg “Oh, I don’t tell him, or anyone, about my clients.” Greg looked relieved and said “Oh thank god. I don’t want people to know I hire occasionally. Uh, I know this next question is kind of personal, but I’m curious. Do you know who gave it to you?” “You’re about to meet him” Joe said as Mark, Eric, and Kyle walked up. Greg felt his cock twitch. He knew at least one of the three guys that walked up was poz and had knocked up Joe. Joe said “Greg, this is my brother Mark, his boyfriend Eric, and this is my boyfriend Kyle.” They sat down and had a few beers and lunch. There was a lot of idle chitchat and Greg couldn’t hold back and finally whispered to Joe “Which one?” “What are you two whispering about. You look like a couple of school girls” Mark said, grinning. Joe took a deep breath an said “He wants to know who his poz grand-daddy is.” Silence hit the table as everyone looked around. Greg squirmed in his chair, uncomfortable at getting outed like this. “Sorry, Greg, but we’re all family here in a way and we’re all poz.” “I’m going to guess that my little brother gave you a gift, Greg. I hope it doesn’t jeopardize his chance for a job” Mark said quietly. Greg blushed and said “Yeah, he did. He’s one potent little fucker.” Everyone laughed. “So who is it?” Greg asked as he finally relaxed. He was guessing it was Kyle but wasn’t really sure. Mark looked at Joe and Joe nodded. “I was the lucky one” Mark said. “Fuck, thats so hot. You got pozzed from your brother. Have you always fucked each other?” Greg asked. “Hehe, no. The first time I ever fucked him was that weekend. Got a couple loads into Kyle then too” Mark replied. Kyle blushed. “Thats the weekend I converted from his seed too” Eric said with a big grin. “I guess I’m responsible for the bug in everyone here” Mark added with a chuckle. Mark’s eyebrows raised as a waiter walked up to the table. It wasn’t the guy that had been waiting on them and everyone turned to look at the tall, slender, young guy. “Hi Mark. I thought I saw you over here so I thought I’d say hi” the waiter said. “Hi Cole. Guys, this sexy dick tease is Cole” Mark said and introduced everyone at the table, saying Greg was a friend of Joe’s. Cole had turned bright red at Mark’s dick tease comment. “Well… I… uh…. just don’t know if I’m ready” Cole stammered out. Mark laughed. “I’m just busting your balls, Cole. I understand. When you are let me… or any one of us know. I’m sure we can help get you into the club.” Cole nodded with a smile and walked away. “Fuck, he’s cute” Kyle said. “Yeah he is. And a great fuck too. I used to fuck him when I was neg and have been trying to tag him since I converted. Almost had him a couple times but he backed out at the last minute both times. One day…” Mark told the group. “Well guys, this has been fun. I hope we can meet again some time, but I have to meet someone so I’m going to be taking off” Greg said. He started to turn to walk towards the door and stopped. “Oh, damn. I almost forgot. Joe this is for you” Greg said handing Joe a letter from his satchel. “I hope you’ll consider it and let me know if you want to join us. If you have any questions about the offer, just let me know.” Joe’s eyes got big as he took the envelope from Greg. “Uh, thank you very much. I’ll look it over and I’ll be talking with you next week” Joe said with a wink. “Mark, you have a smart, talented brother there. You should be proud” Greg said and then he walked towards the door. The waiter walked up to the table and asked if they wanted anything else. Mark said “Just the check, I guess.” “Oh, the gentleman that just left took care of it” the waiter said. “Tip too?” Joe asked. The waiter chuckled and said “He got that too, but you can always leave me more if you want.” The guys laughed and got up. Mark threw down a twenty and winked at the waiter before they left the restaurant. Mark drove back to the apartment and Joe quickly stripped out of his clothes and put on shorts and a tank top. The guys lounged around, drank some beer and smoked some weed. Finally Kyle looked at Joe and said “So, what did the letter say?” Joe laughed and said “I guess they want me. It sounds like a great job, the pay is more than what I thought and they will pay to relocate us out here.” “Cool. Are you going to take it?” Mark asked. “Yeah, I think so, but I need to talk with Kyle first” Joe replied. Marks phone buzzed and he glanced at it while saying “Let me know what I can do to help. You’ll need to find an apartment out here, but you can stay here while you look.” “Its not like its next week. I have to graduate first, Mark” Joe said laughing. Mark started tapping out a message on his phone. It wasn’t just a quick reply either. When he was done he said “What are you guys up for tonight? Quiet night in? Bar? Movie? Breed a horny waiter and his boyfriend?” Everyone looked at Mark with a grin on their face. “Cole?” Eric asked. “Yup” Mark replied as his phone buzzed again. It buzzed with more messages coming in while Mark was typing answers to the previous questions. When he was finally done, Mark said “Here’s the deal. Cole is ready. He said he’s been ready for a couple months, but his boyfriend wasn’t. The boyfriend stopped prep 3 weeks ago but doesn’t want to know when it happens. He wants to get stealthed, so no one can say anything about being poz or knocking them up. They want to come over tonight and we get to tag team him and his boyfriend. Is everyone up for it?” The three guys all looked at Mark with evil grins and Mark laughed. “I guess that’s a yes. I’ll tell him to be here at 9.” Everyone showered and prepped and Mark pulled out a box of toys and put it over in the corner. Eric stuffed a few tubes of lube around the living room and left a few sabotaged condoms on the table next to the couch. Mark hunted around for some more mainstream bareback porn to put on and realized most of the stuff he had involved visibly poz guys that were either wasting or had tattoos that hinted at their potency. “Joe, you’re going to have to leave your clothes on longer to hide the biohazard and scorpion so we don’t spook Cole’s boyfriend. Kyle, you should be careful too, your bush obscures yours but its still visible. Eric and I will get him sucking our cocks and you two can fuck them doggy. It should be interesting to see if we can hide it from him all night.” Joe nodded and packed some weed in a bowl and lit it. He passed the pipe around and everyone started to get baked. Joe was laying back on the couch in his jeans and a tank, Kyle just had his baggy shorts on, Eric had a pair of leather pants and a leather harness on and Mark just had a tight pair of jeans on. Mark got up and grabbed four beers and was walking back to the living room when there was a knock at the door. He handed the beers out and went to the door and opened it. There stood Cole and he assumed his boyfriend Pete. “Hi, come on in” Mark said. “Sorry we’re a bit early, but someone is a little horny” Cole said tilting his head toward Pete. Pete had a big smile on his face and the three walked into the living room. Eyes were roaming over each of the bodies. Mark went and got two more beers and Joe got up and passed a freshly packed pipe and lighter to Cole. Cole lit it and took a big hit from the pipe before passing it to Pete who did the same and passed it back to Joe. Pete sat down in a chair and looked over each of the four guys and they returned the gaze. Pete and Cole made an interesting couple. Cole’s thin six foot two inch body stood six inches over his boyfriend’s muscled jock body. Cole was clean shaven and Pete was scruffy. Cole’s body was naturally smooth except for his pits, a thin treasure trail from his navel to his pubes and Pete had light fur on his chest, trail, pubes, legs and ass. Cole had no tattoos and Pete, as they would find out, had a large back piece and both sleeves inked. Cole’s cock was a long, thin nine incher and Pete’s was a thick six inches. The only thing that they seemed to have in common was their love of cock. Cole sat on the arm of the chair Pete was in and the group talked and got to know each other a bit. “So, you guys are still in school?” Cole asked. “Yeah, just one more semester to go” replied Kyle as he adjusted himself as his cock stiffened. “You guys seem to keep in good shape, are you in sports?” Pete asked. Joe laughed a bit too hard and everyone looked at him. “Uh, I used to be on the wrestling team but I got booted when the coach caught me fucking my teammates” Joe explained. Everyone laughed. “Too bad dude. I bet that singlet looked really hot on you. I used to wrestle too in High School. Nothing better than feeling a hot sweaty guy pin you to the mat. Guess that’s why my record stunk” Pete said and the guys laughed. The pot and beer had loosened everyone up and Cole was the first to pull his tight t-shirt off and got a couple whistles. Pete was next and kicked off his shoes and took his shirt off as well. Cole then took his sandals and jeans off, revealing a red thong that was stuffed full of his cock. Eric didn’t want the guests to be the only ones undressing and he took his leather pants off leaving him wearing a black jockstrap and his harness. Mark pulled his jeans off and was going commando. “I know Cole is a total bottom and the four of us are vers” Mark said as he looked at Pete. “Yeah, I’m a total bottom too. I top once a year just to see if it still works” Pete said with a chuckle. “Theres some condoms on the table if anyone wants one, but I prefer it bare” Eric said. Cole pushed the table out of the way and went over to Eric and started to suck on his cock through the fabric. Eric’s cock got longer and thicker. Pete looked around and saw Kyle and Joe making out on the other couch and lunged over to Mark’s hard cock. “Fuck yeah. I always wanted to feel a pierced cock in my ass” Pete said as he started to lick Mark’s cock. “Then this is your lucky day” Mark said as Pete looked up at him. “All four of us are pierced so no matter which cock you get, it will have some steel in it.” Once Pete started to suck on Marks cock in earnest, Joe and Kyle got up and took their clothes off. Cole looked over and saw the scorpion on Joe and the biohazard on Kyle and his eyes got big. He knew Mark was carrying some potent seed, but didn’t expect the two younger guys to be as well. He grinned and went back to work on Eric’s cock, pulling it out of the pouch and sucking down on it. Kyle whispered to Joe “You get the wrestler, I get the tall one” and the two moved behind their victims. Joe got on his knees and pulled Pete’s hairy ass cheeks apart and probed with his tongue. He sucked one of Pete’s meaty balls into his mouth and massaged it with his tongue and tugged on it before moving to the other one. He then licked up Pete’s crack until he got to his puckered hole and lapped at it. He could hear Pete moan and knew he had him where he wanted him. He looked up and saw Mark smiling at him. Joe rimmed Pete for almost fifteen minutes and then felt Pete start to push his hips back. Joe knew he was anxious to get fucked and started to open Pete’s hole with his fingers and could feel Pete working his ass muscles. Once Joe knew his hole was loosened up, he stood up and grabbed one of the condoms off the table. He saw Pete look at him with a little surprise as he took the condom packet and smiled back at him. Joe rolled the condom on and looked at Eric with a big grin. He spread the lube onto the condom and pushed some into Pete’s quivering hole. He pushed his cock in slowly, not wanting the tampered condom to break right away. Slowly his cock filled the tight hole until his balls were resting on Pete’s. The moans from Pete told Joe that he was enjoying his cock filling him up. Joe hated having his cock wrapped up but it kept up the illusion and Pete was unaware of just how deadly the cock inside him was. His cock moved in and out of Pete slowly, almost like he was afraid of breaking him. With a nice even pace going Joe figured that he needed a few minutes of fucking before he could force the condom to break and get ready to breed Pete. Mark was feeding his cock to Pete’s mouth and he saw Kyle pull back from rimming Cole. “Hey Mark, toss me a condom” Kyle said and then caught the packet that Mark threw. Joe winked at his boyfriend and without words they were on the same wavelength. Kyle covered his cock up and put just a little lube on the shaft and pushed into Cole’s eager pussy. Joe and Kyle fucked in unison while Eric and Mark face fucked Cole and Pete. Kyle was less careful, since he knew he didn’t need to trick his partner and wanted to feel his raw cock inside Cole as soon as he could. The condom lasted less than a minute before he felt it tear and his cock was free once again. Cole pulled off of Eric’s cock and looked back with a big grin, but said nothing. Joe got to the point where he thought he could start fucking harder and he did. Pete seemed to be enjoying his cock inside him and moaned louder when the strokes got longer. Joe then started fucking faster, wondering if the condom would ever break. He really started to thrust in hard and could hear Pete gag as Mark’s cock was getting shoved down his throat. He was drilling Pete’s ass and finally felt the condom give way. He slammed in one more time and then slowly pulled out yelling “Shit! The condom broke.” He pulled out and saw the shredded latex hanging from his cock. Pete was whining at his suddenly empty hole. “Shove it back in” cried Pete. “But dude, the condom broke” Joe answered. “No more condoms over here” Mark said, trying not to laugh. “Ok, I got some in my suitcase” Joe said. “Please, just fuck me. I don’t care if its bare” Pete begged. “Kyle and I only bareback each other. We always fuck safe with others… even my brother” Joe said, trying to give an Academy Award winning performance and it seemed Pete was buying it. Pete was pleading with his eyes. “It’s ok, babe, I think we’re ok with these guys” Kyle said as he stopped fucking with his bare cock buried inside Cole’ ass. “Are you sure” Joe asked and Kyle nodded vigorously. “We’re both neg. We just got tested last week” Pete said, trying to reassure Joe that he wouldn’t catch anything. “Okay…” Joe said as he removed the remnants of the condom from his cock and smiled as his raw cock drove back into Pete’s loosened hole. The raw cock sliding against the inner flesh of Pete’s hole felt so much better and he really got into the fuck. Pete could feel the new energy from Joe and loved how his raw cock felt inside him. He could even feel the piercing inside of him, especially when it would drag through his outer ring. Joe kept looking over at Kyle and sync’d up with him quickly. They had fucked enough guys together that they could time their cum shots pretty well. Both of them started pounding their bottoms harder and when Joe saw Kyle close his eyes and lean his head back he knew he needed to be ready to breed Pete’s neg hole soon. A few more thrusts and he heard Kyle groan as his venom shot into Cole’s uninfected body. Kyle grabbed Cole’s hips and slammed in several more times, each thrust bringing another spurt of poz cum. The sound of his boyfriend breeding another neg hole spurred Joe into action. His balls contracted and then he felt his cock pulse and shoot his own strain of infected seed into Pete’s unsuspecting cunt. Joe slammed in hard and let the cum flood Pete’s guts. He heard Pete yell around Mark’s cock and then felt him milk the last drops of cum out of his cock. Joe pulled out and then traded spots with Kyle. His cock slid in easily into Cole’s cum slick hole. Kyle decided they had crossed the line and didn’t need to give the appearance of a safe fuck and just shoved his bare cock into Pete’s hole without attempting to get the condoms in their room. Pete grunted and then yelled out “Fuck yeah!” when Kyle’s cock went into him. Joe and Kyle were soon pounding their new bottoms and enjoyed the sloppy holes. They varied the fuck like synchronized swimmers and with a nod of Joe’s head they were ready to pump another load in. Eric and Mark were yelling encouragement as they could sense the boys were getting close. Almost simultaneously, Joe and Kyle shoved in hard and shot their charged up wads of cum inside. Kyle pulled out first and then Joe, they looked at each other trying to decide what to do to not let the bottom sluts see their tats. Joe laid down on the floor and motioned Kyle to climb on top and 69 each other, sucking each others cocks clean. When Mark and Eric saw the younger boys pull out, they quickly pulled their cocks out of Cole and Pete’s mouths and pushed them up on the couch, their heads hanging over the back and asses over the front. Mark drove into Pete’s well fucked hole and felt the two toxic loads inside surround his cock. He really enjoyed plowing into a bottom that had several loads in him and he could tell that Joe and Kyle had been generous in filling Pete up with cum. Mark had been edging the whole time he watched Joe and Kyle breed Pete and Cole and now was struggling to keep from cumming too soon. Eric had wanted to fuck Cole since he first met him over a year ago. Now he was getting to do it and help poz him up. Cole’s well lubed hole let him ram his cock in easily and he kept up the pace. He drilled in hard and forced the cum inside Cole deeper. He changed the angle of his cock to get his PA to drag against the walls of Cole’s colon and try to help the bug to get inside his body. Eric heard a grunt behind him and quickly glanced over his shoulder and watched Kyle start to ride Joe on the floor. He turned his attention back to Cole and kept pounding his hole. He played with the rhythms of Mark’s body hitting Pete, him and Cole, and Joe and Kyle. Keeping it synchronous for a bit and then syncopated. He heard Mark start to grunt and waited to hear Mark unload before he did. It was only seconds later when it happened. Mark grabbed Pete by the shoulders and forced his cock in deep and then unleashed his viral seed into Pete’s neg-for-now hole. Eric pulled all the way out and then slammed in and jettisoned his payload of charged cum into Cole’s cunt. As Eric and Mark stood there panting, they heard Joe scream out followed by Kyle yelling “Breed Me!” The three pairs stayed motionless for a minute as the tops contemplated their next move. Eric slowly pulled his cock out of Cole’s flooded hole and watched some cum run down his leg. It wasn’t pearly white and he knew that the three fucks had definitely done some damage to the soft tissue inside Cole’s guts. Mark pulled out slowly too, trying to keep as much of the bug riddled cum inside Pete as he could. He wasn’t sure he could shoot another load so quickly but traded places with Eric and tried anyway. “Oh fuck no!” screamed Pete as Eric’s cock jabbed into his tortured hole. Mark and Eric were less aggressive this time and they knew that Cole and Pete appreciated a softer fuck. Each time Cole tried to squeeze his ass around Mark’s poz cock it was a struggle. His ass was sore, he ached inside and his muscles were tired. He had taken a lot more guys at parties and at the bathhouse, but he had never been fucked that hard without even a short break. Pete was whimpering as Eric drilled his ass. His body hurt from the fuck but it still felt good having a cock inside him. When Eric would pull almost all the way out, he felt empty inside and when Eric pulled all the way out, he begged for his cock to go back in. Joe and Kyle quietly stood up and watched Eric and Mark fuck for a moment before heading into the bathroom and they rinsed off. Once they were dried off, they dressed to hide the telltale ink and went back into the living room just in time to hear Mark yell out as he shot his poison into Cole’s bug hungry hole. It took Eric a little longer to get his balls to ready their infected load to hopefully seal Pete’s fate. Mark and Eric finally pulled their death sticks from Cole and Pete’s holes and collapsed on the couch where Cole and Pete rolled over and sat next to them. “Oh my god that hurts” Pete said as he sat down between Mark and Eric. Cole ended up sitting on the end, next to Eric who he leaned over and kissed. “Damn that was fun” Mark said to the group while still breathing a little heavy. “Oh god yeah” Pete responded before looking at Joe and saying “Sorry if I got a bit demanding, but I really needed to get fucked. I didn’t mean to break your safe fuck rule.” “Its ok” Joe replied and added “As long as Kyle is good with it, I am too.” Kyle smiled and nodded. Kyle loaded the pipe and they passed it around a few times and drank some beers. After almost two hours of letting the cum soak in, Cole and Pete decided they should head home. They put their clothes on and said their goodbyes. As they walked out the door, Mark saw the wet spot start to form on Pete’s ass and smiled. Just before the door closed, Pete turned around and said “I hope we can do this again.”

Part 38 - Surprise visitor Ric got home on Friday after school and was in his room surfing for some porn, taking advantage of the empty house. He was horny but everyone that he had been fucking was busy after school. He’d rather fuck someone than masturbate, but he just couldn’t wait. He had been stroking for a long time, searching for videos of guys breeding cumsluts. He didn’t want to shoot his load quite yet, but his balls were starting to ache. He heard the doorbell ring. “Shit!” he yelled and tried to stuff his hard cock into his jeans before he went to the front door. He looked out and saw Zac standing on the front porch, his hair still wet from swim team practice. “Hey, what are you doing here?” said Ric after he opened the door. “We didn’t get to talk any more this week so I thought I’d come over after practice” replied Zac. “Come on in. You must really want to talk, you didn’t even dry your hair” Ric joked. Zac chuckled nervously and asked “Is anyone else here?”
 “Nah, mom and dad always get home late on Fridays” Ric explained. “Cool. I can’t stop thinking about what happened at the party last week. I was kind of hoping that Shane would have another one, but he said he’s too sore to fuck today” Zac said. “Yeah, he had a rough day yesterday” Ric said with a big laugh. Zac laughed with Ric and asked shyly “Can I have a rough day today?” Ric looked at Zac, not expecting him to ask to fuck that way. “Uh, I don’t think you’re up for what happened to him yesterday and I don’t know how I’d get a group together” Ric said. “Oh, it wasn’t just you?” Zac asked. “Not even close” replied Ric. “Yeah, I don’t know if I’d want a group of guys fucking me yet. But….” Zac said and then paused before finishing his sentence looking at his feet and quietly saying “But I do want you to fuck me and cum in me again.” “Zac, do you know what happens if you keep fucking raw and taking loads?” Ric asked as they walked towards Ric’s room. “Yeah, I do. I know what Marty and Shane are trying to do and I heard them whispering that you were helping them. You have already given me one poz load. I don’t know why it turned me on, but it did. You even tried not to do it and that made it even hotter. Now I want to see what its like knowing you are going to poz me” Zac said. Ric felt his cock twitch and he pushed Zac towards his bed. Zac loosened his jeans and let them drop, showing his tight, hairless butt perfectly framed by his jockstrap. Zac pulled his shirt over his head and looked back with a grin on his face as he bent over the bed. Ric dropped his jeans to the floor and stepped out of them, looking at Zac as his cock stuck straight out. Zac saw the new tattoo and gasped. “You like the new tattoo?” Ric asked and Zac nodded. Ric walked up behind Zac and rubbed his cock up and down the crack and pushed in between the firm mounds of ass until his cock was resting against the tight hole. He spread the cheeks with his hands looking down as precum dripped out on the hole. “There’s no going back after this, Zac. Once I fuck you now, I’ll keep breeding you until you’re as toxic as I am” Ric said. “Fuck me, Ric. I need you to knock me up” Zac begged. Ric moved over and pulled out a bottle of lube from under the pillow and slicked up his cock and Zac’s hole. Zac pushed back, forcing Ric’s finger in deeper. Zac was opening up easier than the week before and Ric could sense the desire in Zac. “This is going to hurt, Zac” Ric said as he pulled his finger out and lined his cock up with the winking neg hole. Ric started to shove in with a firm even strokes, stretching the hole much wider than his finger had. He could feel Zac tense up and try to scream as he pushed Zac’s head into the bed, muffling any sounds that he made. He shoved in the last few inches and felt Zac writhe in pain. Ric pulled back out slowly and saw some red spots on his cock and then started to thrust in and out of the quivering hole. Ric’s cock was leaking precum steadily into Zac’s cunt, coating the ravaged tunnel. Ric was merciless and kept driving his cock into the ever loosening hole. Once he started to hear Zac moan instead of whimper, he started to fuck harder and deeper. Zac would groan when Ric’s cock plowed into his inner ring, but he even started getting used to that feeling. “Breed me Ric” Zac pleaded hoping to get a huge load of poz cum deep inside his body. Zac had waited for this all week. The feeling of the raw dick inside him, slamming in and out, coating his insides with precum before finally getting filled with seed. He’d been scared to take this step, but fate had given him a taste and now he needed to experience it all. Ric was long stroking Zac and he could tell Zac was enjoying it. The condom fuck the week before hid the pleasure that Zac’s hole could give Ric. He wasn’t virgin tight, but his hole fit Ric’s cock snuggly and Zac would occasionally work his ass muscles to clamp down on the thick shaft. Ric’s cock was dripping precum continuously inside the swimmer’s cunt and Ric could hear and feel it helping his cock prepare for the next step. His thrusts got more deliberate each time and Zac’s groans encouraged him. Ric’s balls started to tighten and he could feel his cock get thicker. He jackhammered Zac’s pussy and then drove his cock in as far as he could before unleashing his virus filled semen into the unprotected boy. The grunts he made with each spurt were almost drowned out by the screams of pleasure coming from Zac. Both of them stayed there, breathing heavily for a few moments and Ric pulled his cock out of the swollen hole. Zac looked back with a grin, not sure what to do next. “Come over here and taste what’s in your ass trying to charge you up” Ric said. Zac climbed off the bed and got in front of Ric on his knees. He had sucked a lot of cock but never one that was covered in cum, blood and ass juice. He began licking at the semi-hard cock, tasting the coppery tasting cum. His ass was sore but it had been the most exhilarating fuck he had ever had. Once he had lapped up all of the cum, Zac looked up at Ric and Ric said “Now its your turn. I want your neg load in me.” Zac looked surprised but stood up and gave his cock a stroke. It was still hard from the first moment he had bent over the bed. He never leaked much precum so he took the tube of lube and covered his cock with it while Ric bent over the bed where he had been minutes ago. Zac didn’t consider himself a great top, he enjoyed sucking and getting fucked too much, but he was going to do his best. His cock was much shorter than Ric’s at 6 1/2 inches and wasn’t as thick, but it felt good sliding into Ric’s tight hole. He remembered Ethan fucking Ric the week before and wanted to make sure he fucked better than him. Zac grabbed Ric’s hips and pushed his hard cock into Ric and the two of them moaned together. This was the first time Zac had ever had his dick in a guy’s hole bare and it felt so much better that had to fight to not cum immediately. He rolled his hips, pushing his cock all the way in and out of Ric’s pussy. Each time he went in, Zac did it with more force. He was building up momentum until he was pounding away at Ric’s hole. He was concentrating hard on making it a good, long fuck and barely heard Ric cheering him on. Zac pulled his throbbing cock out of Ric and pushed his face between the hairy mounds of muscle. Zac fucked him with his tongue for a few minutes and then said “Get on your back. I want to see your face when I breed you.” 
Ric chuckled as he heard Zac get aggressive for the first time and climbed on the bed with his ass hanging off and pulled his legs back. Zac rammed his cock back into Ric’s unsuspecting hole and Ric yelled out “FUCK!” Zac hammered away at Ric’s hole, his eyes staring at Ric with a big grin on his face. He held on to Ric’s legs as he fucked and ground his cock into the hungry fuckhole. Ric started to milk Zac’s cock and Zac felt his balls tingle and tighten. He gave a few last slams of his cock and then flooded Ric’s ass with his neg seed. Rope after rope of cum shot out of his cock. Zac couldn’t remember ever shooting as much cum as he did then. Zac pulled his cock out and climbed on the bed next to Ric. The two made out for a few minutes, trading spit as their tongues explored each other. “Thank you Ric” Zac said, leaning back and laying on the bed. “If it hadn’t been for last week, I wouldn’t have known what I was missing and gotten over my fear. Anytime you want to fuck, just let me know.” — Steven was looking through CL to see if there was anyone interesting wanting a hookup. As he was about to give up he saw a post that intrigued him: Asian boy 4 sex - 24yo, love 2 suck. not too experienced. 5ft4, 120lbs, 5uc, must be discreet, like 2 find some1 to teach me abt gay sex, serious only The ad had a small body pic that could have been almost anyone with smooth, tan skin. Steven had never really hung out with the other Asian kids in school - there were only a few that weren’t family. When he got older he met some who were students at the university, but never any that were gay or even bi. He sent a message back through CL - “Hi, asian here too. I’m 22, vers, 5ft6, 125, gay and out, pretty experienced and into anything fun for 2 or more” with a headless body pic and cock pic. He waited and didn’t really expect anything back. A few hours later, though he got a response. “thx 4 ur reply. nice pics. love to suck you sometime. more if we click. u free tonite?” “I guess he’s horny” thought Steven. It was convenient since Steven had the night off and Ryan was working. He replied back “tonite ok. when? I have roommates, so prob can’t host.” The reply came quick “roommate too. he won’t be here until after 5. meet now?” “He’s really fuckin horny” thought Steven. He sent back “need to shower first. address?” They guy sent back a reply “ok” with the address. Steven ran through the shower and cleaned himself out, just in case. He wondered if the guy had only sucked other guys and wanted to go all the way. He slipped some lube, poppers and condoms in his jeans and headed over to the guy’s apartment. Steven was always nervous when he met a hookup. He hadn’t done it too often, but his luck had been pretty good and they had all been fun fucks. His cock was already half hard as he walked up to the door and knocked. He heard someone come running to the door and it opened. Steven’s jaw dropped and and he said “Sam?” Standing in front of him was his cousin Sam who immediately said “Oh fuck. Oh my god. Shit! Please don’t say anything.” Steven chuckled to himself and walked into the apartment and stood there in the middle of the room. He looked back at Sam and smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing to anyone - family or not. I’m guessing you didn’t hear my dad threw me out of the house when he caught me fucking with another guy. I haven’t talked to anyone in the family since.” “What? Shit! No, I didn’t hear that. Your parents didn’t say anything about you the last time I saw them, but I’ve been staying away from the family too” Sam said. “I thought you had a girlfriend” Steven said. “Yeah, but we broke up a while ago. I was too interested in guys and we stopped having sex “ Sam replied. “Damn, I wish I had known. I always thought you were cute and you look even better now” Steven said as he looked over Sam standing in front of him in just a pair of tight trunks. His smooth, tan skin was interrupted by a thin treasure trail below his navel that disappeared into the shorts and light hair covered his legs. He had his hair tied up in a bun on his head and a small patch of hair on his chin. The trunks showed a nice bulge and a firm butt. Sam laughed and said “Same here. I fantasized a lot about getting you alone naked, but I tried to be straight and forget about that. I just couldn’t hide it any more.” “Mmmm, maybe we’ll have to make some of those fantasies come true then” Steven said with a sly grin. He moved closer to Sam and rubbed the back of his hand over his cousin’s chest, each knuckle rippling over his left nipple. Sam looked up at him smiling, but saying nothing. He was letting Steven do whatever he wanted. Sam may have been the older one, but it appeared Steven had more experience with men. Steven leaned in and began kissing Sam, the kiss getting more intense after Steven felt Sam pull him closer. Their tongues met and flicked across each other while their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. Steven pulled back and pulled his shirt over his head before resuming their kiss. He felt Sam unbutton his jeans and then unzipping them and letting them fall to the floor. Sam pulled away from Steven’s lips and started kissing down his body, from his neck down to his chest where he sucked on both nipples briefly before getting on his knees and staring at the bulge in Steven’s boxer briefs. Steven moved his hand to the back of Sam’s head and pushed it to his crotch. Sam opened his mouth and gnawed at the cock through the fabric. Steven’s cock was getting harder and harder and Sam reached up and pulled the shorts down and licked up the shaft of Steven’s cock. He wrapped his lips around Steven’s cock and then pulled back, tugging on the foreskin with his teeth. Steven moaned and Sam started to bob on his cock, sucking on it and taking it deeper each time. Steven wondered how many cocks Sam had sucked since he seemed to be really good. Steven put his hands on Sam’s head and started to fuck his face. He could feel his cock nudge into Sam’s throat. He shoved in hard and held Sam’s head and he could feel Sam massage his cock with his throat. When he felt Sam start to struggle, he pulled his cock out and smiled at his cousin before slapping his cock on Sam’s cheek. He was about to shove his cock back into Sam’s mouth when Sam said “Fuck me, Steven. Its been a couple months since I had a cock inside me.” “You sure?” asked Steven. “Oh yeah, just go easy. I haven’t been fucked much” replied Sam. With a grin signaling ‘yes’, Sam stood up and led Steven to his bedroom. Sam shed his underwear and climbed on the bed on his hands and knees. Steven had grabbed his clothes and while walking to the bedroom pulled out the condom, lube and poppers. He tossed the brown bottle to Sam and said “Sniff this” while he took the condom out and rolled it on his cock. He dripped some lube onto Sam’s hole and rubbed some on the condom. He fingered some lube into Sam’s tight hole, carefully opening him up. As Sam inhaled he could feel Sam relax and told him to take a hit a couple more times. He was able to get two fingers into Sam’s hole and began to twist them around. He could hear gasps and moans coming from Sam and encouraged him to take another hit. Steven stroked his cock a few times and then added more lube to the loosened ring and pulled his fingers out. Steven pressed his covered cock to Sam’s pucker and leaned in, feeling it start to stretch until his cock entered his cousin’s pussy. Once past the outer ring, he paused waiting for Sam to get used to having a cock inside him again. He could sense Sam’s discomfort and waited a little longer until Sam settled down. Finally, Sam uttered “Oh fuck that feels good” and Steven knew he was ready and started to push deeper inside. Once he was half way in, he began to rock back and forth, fucking his cousin like he had wanted to do so many times. He took longer strokes and heard Sam moan louder. He hated the feeling of the condom on his cock, but didn’t want to poz up his cousin. Even worse, his cock didn’t feel as hard as it usually was when he fucked a guy. He tried fucking harder, hoping the friction would stiffen it up but that didn’t work. He pulled his cock out and stroked it with his hand, hoping to get his shaft rigid again. “What’s wrong?” asked Sam. Steven panicked. What was he going to say? “Uh, just having a problem with the condom. I don’t usually use them with my boyfriend, so its feeling uncomfortable” Steven told Sam. “Then don’t use it. I always wanted to feel what a bare cock felt like in me” said Sam. Now it was getting complicated. Steven didn’t want to tell him he was poz and he was scrambling for an excuse to give. “I promised Ryan I wouldn’t fuck bare with anyone else” Steven finally said. “Please, Steven. I need your cock back inside me. Condom or no” Sam begged. Steven tried to push his partially hard cock back inside Sam, but it just felt bad. He fucked that way for a few minutes and pulled out again. Sam turned around and yanked the condom off Steven’s cock and sternly said “Fuck me bare.” With a few more drops of lube and a few strokes of his hand, his cock was rock hard again and he shoved back into Sam. “Oh my god!” yelled Sam as he felt the first bare cock inside him. Steven started to pull Sam back on his cock as he thrust forward and Sam got the hang of fucking himself on Steven’s cock. Steven built up the force of his thrusts and was pounding Sam’s ass. He pulled all the way out and rammed back in, getting a loud grunt from Sam. “Oh, yeah Steven. Fuck me harder!” yelled Sam and Steven responded. When he felt he was getting close, Steven pulled his cock out and pushed Sam over on to his back. Steven grabbed his legs and moved closer as he lined his cock up to the slowly closing hole. He drove his cock in as he stared at Sam’s face, seeing him in total bliss. He worked up the pace of his strokes, feeling his body slap into Sam’s. He leaned down and kissed Sam as his hips rolled and his toxic cock pumped into Sam’s neg cunt. Steven leaned back and started hammering away at Sam’s hole and Sam began to stroke his cock which had been hard the entire time Steven had been fucking him raw. Steven drove his cock in all the way and ground his hips on Sam’s ass and started fucking again. He did it a few more times and then with his cock buried as far inside as it would go, Sam started shooting his load all over his stomach and chest. The orgasm milked Steven’s cock enough to trigger his own orgasm and he began to flood Sam’s cunt with his charged up seed. The pulses of cum kept pumping into Sam’s unprotected gut and he yelled out “Oh fuck yeah! I can feel you breeding me! It feels so good!” Steven was horrified. He tried to stop the orgasm and his cock shooting his deadly cum inside his cousin. He tried to pull out, but found Sam’s legs holding him tight. When the volleys of infected semen stopped, Steven collapsed onto Sam’s chest. Sam kissed him and held him tight and Steven was unable to move. Steven’s cock stayed firm inside Sam’s pussy, holding the bug filled load deep inside. They laid there for a while until Steven could roll over on his side and his cock finally pulled out of Sam. “Dude, that was so fucking hot. I can’t believe I finally got fucked raw and filled with cum. I’m never using a condom again” Sam said. Steven was torn whether he should tell Sam about the poz load in his ass. Before he could say anything, Sam pulled him off the bed and toward the shower. They rinsed off and Sam tossed him a towel. Steven dried off and tossed the towel back to Sam and started walking back to the bedroom. “What’s on your ass, Steven?” Sam asked. Steven froze, remembering the biohazard brand he had on his right ass cheek. “Holy shit. Is that a biohazard symbol burned into your skin?” Sam asked “Uh yeah. I got it as part of an initiation to a group I’m in” Steven said meekly. “Ummm. Does that mean you’re HIV positive?” Sam asked. Steven nodded and said “That’s why I didn’t want to fuck you bare.” “Oh my god. I have that big load of cum inside me. Now I’m going to be poz too” Sam said. Steven was quickly putting his clothes on, not sure what to do or say. “You can go to the emergency room and get a treatment to prevent it from infecting you or you can wait and see if anything happens” he said after a minute of the two staring in shock at each other. “I’m sorry. I tried to pull out but you wrapped your legs around me” he added. Sam looked stunned and showed Steven to the door in a daze. As he left, Steven said “Call me if you need to talk. Go to the ER now or tomorrow. You’ll be ok.” Steven walked home and laid on his bed. If it had been almost anyone else he wouldn’t feel so guilty. He went to classes the next day and just wandered aimlessly around campus afterwards. When he got home Joe and Kyle asked him what was wrong and he said “Nothing.” He laid on his bed and thought that maybe he should go take Sam to the hospital himself. “Sam’s an adult. He can take care of himself” he thought. After laying there for more than an hour he was about to get up and get ready for work when his phone buzzed and he read the text message from Sam - “When can we do it again? I want more of your cum.”

Chapter II. I couldn’t stop thinking about these POZ guys from my past. The more I thought about how the virus had changed each of them, the more I wanted to play together with them all again. I couldn’t help but feeling sort of sorry for Karl, the one guy who had not moved to NYC and was likely to live out his years free from allowing himself to be a cumwhore. I hadn’t been getting a lot of dick lately, and thinking about those hot POZ guys got me horny. One night, after reading some sexy stories and cruising hook-up sites online, I decided I’d be a bit naughty and check out the scene at a DVD store in midtown. I’d read stories online about video arcades and gloryholes, but I’d never actually been to one. I sort of knew what to expect. I paid a really cute skinny guy in a booth a few bucks and headed down a dark hallway lined with doors. I could hear moans of men fucking on the videos, and moans of men fucking in the booths. I found an empty booth and went in, dropped a few coins into a slot, and flicked through a few channels until I found a video of a guy in a sling surrounded by bearish tops getting ready to fuck him. I unbuttoned my pants and started jerking. After a minute or two, I heard the door to the booth next to mine open. I heard coins plinking, and a movie clicking on. Only seconds later, I saw a beautiful white uncut cock slide through a hole in the wall. Must have been seven inches long, going back to a tuft of chestnut brown pubes and a huge ballsack. I instinctively knelt down and started tonguing that cock. I loved blowing a total stranger. It made my dick drip to think about swallowing this guy’s load, or maybe even letting him fuck me bareback. I swallowed him to the balls and kept my mouth there, allowing him to fuck my throat through the wall. As he pounded into my mouth, I could feel my throat producing lots of spit and he was drooling precum, as his foreskin worked back and forth . I loved not knowing his status as I gulped down his juices. My stranger picked up his pace and then suddenly pulled out of the hole. I heard him bend down and whisper through the hole, “Show me your ass, faggot!” I followed directions and stood up and spun around as fast as I could. I pressed my ass against the cold sticky booth wall, where countless other whores had done the same thing. I shivered thinking about the STDs that had probably been contracted through the wall. I felt a beardy chin scrape against my ass and a warm, wet tongue glide over my ass. This guy chomped down on my ass, chewing and gnawing at my ass, before I felt his fingers start to play with me. His wet digits went into my ass very smoothly and I could feel myself loosening up for him. He withdrew his fingers and I felt an emptiness that was replaced right away by and damp cock. He slapped against my hole a few times and sank the head of his dick into me. I didn’t check, but I am sure he was fucking me bare. I felt like such a slut! My stranger slammed into me a few times, but never deeply. I guess the wall was preventing him from entering me as deeply as he would have liked because he pulled all the way out. “Open your door man, I’m gonna fuck you good!” I scurried over to the door to allow him to enter. I unlocked it, and saw a flash of skin come back through the gloryhole. I was confused until I realized this dick was cut, and shiny from being in someone else’s hole. While distracted, my top stranger entered and relocked the door as he forced my face down to suck this new strange cock. I swallowed the new dick, savoring the taste of some whore’s ass juices on a bare dick. He must have been topping someone bare but hadn’t finished. He was much thicker than the first dick, and I had to stretch my jaw to swallow him down without my teeth gnawing into him. My top thrust into me, causing me to gag on the cut dick in the gloryhole. He must have liked that because he did it again a few times. With no wall between us, he was able to get really deep inside me. I reached down to jerk my dick, and play with his balls. I felt his cock entering me and confirmed that he wasn’t wearing a condom. Even though we were in the same room, and I was giving myself to him raw, I hadn’t seen his face, and he hadn’t seen mine. I didn’t know his name and hadn’t even seen his face. I only knew I wanted and needed his dick. My fucker plowed me for no more than four or five minutes, holding my head down on a strange cock, until he quickened his pace and he trusts became erratic. I knew he about to cum in me. I reached back to hold my cheeks apart for him as he slammed into my ass and began shooting his load. He grunted and moaned as he bred me. That sound got the other guy off and he started cumming hard in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but he came so much it was dripping out of my mouth and down my chin. I pulled off, but he kept cumming, shooting cum right into my eye. I closed my eyes hard, trying to keep them from stinging and was disoriented as my top stood me up to mash his bearded face into mine. He licked the cum out of my eye and off of my chin. When he had tongued the cum from my eyes, I opened them to see a familiar face. It took me a second before I realized it was Karl, the guy from the five-way orgy who was now married and living in the Midwest somewhere! Karl recognized me right as I recognized him and staggered a bit. I felt his load trickling out of my ass as he stood there and chuckled. He shook his head, eventually smiling. “I knew I’d run into someone I knew in a place like this…” I smiled and told him it was my first time. I’m not sure he believed me. “You wanna go grab a cup of coffee and catch up, or you wanna stay here and take some more loads?” I was going to agree to a coffee when he smiled and pointed back at the gloryhole. A new olive-skinned uncut dick had appeared. “Up for sharing this one?” he asked. I smiled and knelt down to gobble it up. Within a few seconds, we were alternating blowing and licking as we kissed across this guy’s thick juicy cock. Karl managed to swallow the whole length better than I was, so I figured out he hadn’t given up cocksucking forever when he got married. He was even fingering his hole as he deepthroated! When the olive dick was good and wet, Karl stood up and backed right onto it. This guy had enough length that he didn’t have a problem getting deep enough to enjoy himself through the wall. Karl rode that dick until he had had his fill and pulled off. He guided that slimy cock into my bare hole and I backed onto it. It went in easy, with all of Karl’s load already lubing me up. I felt almost ripped open as he pounded away. It hurt like hell, but felt so good. “Let me have his load, man! I don’t get many loads where I’m from!” I obliged and pulled off. Karl sank back down on that dick and groaned. We kissed hard as the guy through the wall pounded away. He was shaking the whole partition as he got closer to cumming. “Give it to me! Fucking give me that seed!” The man wasn’t holding back and shouted back, “If you want my dirty seed, you’re gonna get it!!!” Karl froze as he heard those words, realizing that the dick in his hole was probably POZ. But it was too late to do anything about it, and the guy fucked his load into his ass. I made out with him hard as the guy finished off and Karl stood up slowly. My fingers found their way to Karl’s stretched out hole and felt the POZ top’s load already starting to ooze out. I flipped Karl around and dove into his hole, working that toxic seed in and out of his ass. When I had a mouthful of cum, I stood Karl up and fed it to him. The door must have been left unlocked, because I heard it creak open. Standing in the doorway was Pete, Karl’s ex-boyfriend, nude, with a towel draped over his shoulder. He was jerking his monster cock smiling at us. “Hey there strangers. Want to stay here and fuck around, or take this party back to my place?” Karl and I were all over him. Karl kissed him as I knelt down and took his POZ dick in my mouth. I was ready to let Pete breed both of us, but he pulled me off of his dick. “I have a better idea. Let’s see if we can recreate some magic that happened a decade ago… Let’s go back to my place and see if I can invite some friends over…” Without hesitation, we got dressed and headed back to Pete’s place. To be continued.