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------- Chapter 4.1 - A League for Everyone ------- I expect some will not like the way this chapter ends. There may even be a downvote or ten. But not everyone Ric meets is a bug craving chaser. --- Ric walked out of the hotel, feeling pretty down. The porn shoot had gone poorly and while everyone blamed the other guy, Ric still felt partly responsible. He got back to his dorm room and spent some time answering a couple messages asking about escorting services. He really wasn't in the mood to talk about them and all but one weren't worth much effort to reply to. "They're just looking for free pics" Ric said to himself. Even the good one he figured wouldn't amount to anything. It was a quiet weekend and Ric spent most of his time studying for a test. Saturday afternoon, a message came in from Joe. "Want to come over next wkend? Got new recipes to try. u like thai?" Joe's message said. "ok. love thai boys" Ric replied. "thai food. bring ur own bois. btw, saw guy from hot tub. has a new tat on his pec. hope it was from our fuck with him" Joe replied. "thai food good 2. I like it spicy. same as our club tat?" Ric asked. "yeah. 3 inch on L pec. 2 bad he shaved whole chest 4 it. I liked his fur" Joe replied. "ikr it grows back tho. friday @6?" Ric replied and got "k" back. On Monday he got a message from Rawson in the evening. "Sorry about that. He was too wasted to perform. I saw how hard u tried." Other than a few messages back and forth with friends and his parents, the next week was uneventful. As the week drew to a close, Ric was happy to have a client to see Thursday night. His hope of limiting his escorting gigs to once a week had turned into praying he could get one a month. He got home with a nice wad of money in his pocket and laid down on his bed checking on what messages he'd missed while he was gone. A few were from friends which he replied to and then he moved over to his other phone. "We got a two short clips out of last session. On site now. You are popular even with a dead fish as a partner" was the first message from Ari. "U taged guy in last shoot. u stil got it" was the message from Rawson. "Want to partner for a gig again? Have a good 1" was the message from Paul. "Have another guy for a shoot. Think he will be much better. Are you interested?" came another message from Ari. "Thnaks 4 ur payment. CLick to get you're free gift" got deleted just from seeing the preview. "thanks for your time. that was amazing. Are you free in 2 weeks?" came from the client he had just been to. Since Eddy was not in the room, he looked over at Rawson's site to view the porn clips they were able to salvage. Both were 30 seconds long and Ric watched both, hoping no one would come in. It had been a lot of work to get one minute of porn, Ric thought to himself. They weren't bad but not nearly as good as his scene with Rawson in the first video. He thought that maybe he should just give it up and follow Joe's lead by only escorting during college for extra cash. Then he read the comments. "Shot my load as soon as I saw the wrestler again", "waste of that hot latin dude with that boring bottom", "I need to get that wrestler 2 knock me up", "Sorry Rawson, that wrestler is way hottr than u. he should b in every vid" and "found wrestlers escort ad. saving $ now" were the first comments that he read. There were over a hundred more and Ric continued to read each one. By the time he finished, his face was grinning. He went to sleep with his ego fully pumped. Ric walked out of the shower on Monday morning and saw one of the guys on the floor that had flirted with him a few times standing there waiting his turn for and empty shower. The guy had his eyes closed and was just leaning back against the wall. Ric started drying himself off and when the guy didn't move he said "Shower's open." The guy opened his eyes and stared back at Ric. He said "Fuck... You're even hotter up close" quickly followed by "Oh shit! I didn't mean to say that out loud... Uh... Thanks" before walking past, visibly shaken as he got into the shower stall. Ric said "Thanks. You're pretty hot yourself" and winked at him as he walked by. Ric went to his room, got dressed and headed down to breakfast. He looked around to see if anyone he knew was at a table but gave up and found an empty one to eat his food. Half way through his breakfast, the guy from the shower sat down across from him. "Uh, hi. Thanks for waking me up earlier. I might have stood there for hours, chilling" the guy said, chuckling. "It can get pretty backed up some times, I didn't want you to lose your chance. I'm Ric, by the way" Ric said. "Oh, sorry. I'm Mateo. Good to meet you. Sorry about my comment, earlier. When I'm not awake I say things that should stay inside" he said. "No problem. We all do that some times, but I meant my reply to be... audible" Ric replied. Mateo seemed to be surprised at Ric's bluntness. "Nice name. It makes you more unique than the tons of Matts around. You also miss out on the bad nicknames like 'door matt' that a couple of my friends endured in high school." Ric said, taking another bite of food. "I've seen you around and have been meaning to say 'hi' but I've been kinda busy." Ric said. "Yeah, you missed the first few weeks so I guess you've been catching up. We did a couple events on the floor those weeks to meet everyone, so you didn't get to do that awkward "Hi, my name is Tom. I like fishing and biking and wearing women's underwear" introduction in front of everyone." "Damn, that sounds like fun. Glad I missed it" Ric said, rolling his eyes. "I don't like any of those things, so sorry if it wrecks your image of me" Ric added, grinning back at Mateo. "I like biking, but my bicycle was stolen the first week of the semester. And I'd rather get fish at a restaurant and..." Mateo said, not finishing his sentence. "And?" Ric probed. Mateo leaned in and said quietly "I like guys but I'm not into dressing like a girl" before leaning back and looking embarrassed. "I've met some guys that get into that stuff, but I find it a distraction. I prefer guys to be totally naked. I guess that means we have something else in common other than the color of our skin. " Ric replied. Ric saw the sudden change in Mateo's demeanor. He was now a lot more relaxed. "By the way, I didn't start classes late, I was bouncing around dorm rooms. The first two roommates didn't like my sexuality. The first one thought I was going to rape him in his sleep and the second just made too many homophobic comments" Ric said. "Damn, I'm sorry. I didn't know. From what I saw this morning, the first guy would have been split in two if you did" Mateo said, laughing. Ric shook his head. It was now his turn to be embarrassed. After a few seconds he replied "Uh... maybe. I like to think I'm more than just a big dick..." "I didn't mean it that way. It is impressive, but the rest of you is too. And uptight straight guys are always scared of what they don't understand. Like how good it feels to get fucked" Mateo said. Ric nodded back, smiling. They were just finishing up their breakfast when Mateo said "I can't believe how easy it is to talk to you. I thought you were this stuck-up guy who didn't think anyone was good enough for him. I flirted with you a few times and you didn't even seem to notice" Mateo said. "I'm just an idiot sometimes. I only came out a year ago and I don't always catch on that someone is interested. Or I'm too shy to approach a guy. I'm getting better, but the confidence isn't always there" Ric replied. He didn't want to tell Mateo how many times he'd dreamed of having wild sex with him. He had finally found a guy at college that looked like him and was queer, but while he saw those flirts he was afraid to act. "I'm interested. Is that too subtle?" Mateo said, grinning. He got up and looked back at Ric, who quickly grabbed his tray and stood up. They dumped their stuff in the trash started to walk back to the floor. "When's your first class?" Ric asked. "1pm. How about you?" Mateo replied. "Two. Plenty of time to get to know each other. Is your roommate around?" Ric asked. "No, he spends all day on campus. Want to come over?" Mateo asked. Minutes later they were in Mateo's room, sitting on his bed. "Danny likes it warm in here, so I usually take my shirt off" Mateo said. He grinned over at Ric before he pulled the tee over his head and tossed it on the chair. "Same here" Ric said smiling and pulled his shirt over his head and laid it on the end of the bed. Mateo spent a minute looking over at Ric's body and felt his cock start to swell. "So... Gay or bi? Top or bottom? Kink or vanilla? Hookups or relationship? Cut or uncut?" Mateo fired off, covering the growing bulge in his jeans. "Wow. Uh... Gay, versatile but usually top, it depends, hookups or friends with benefits so far. You didn't notice? I'm uncut. Now your turn" Ric responded. Mateo chuckled and said "Gay, versatile bottom I guess, pretty vanilla, hookups but I'd kill for a boyfriend, and I'm a freak since I'm cut. I guess that means we're pretty compatible" Mateo said. "That left out a whole bunch of options. Like one on one or groups? Bare or covered? Spit or swallow? Bed or floor? Bathhouse or home? Naked or partially clothed?" Ric fired back. Mateo looked a little surprised at some of the questions. He swallowed hard and looked at Ric a moment before replying slowly "I've never done more than one on one. I try to use condoms, but sometimes I'm too horny to ask. I always swallow since I love the taste of cum. I prefer a bed, but the floor is ok. I've never gone to a bathhouse or any place like that. I've sucked a few guys in bathrooms but its usually too risky. Uh... the last one... naked every time. I even hate it when guys leave their socks on." A few seconds later he added "I'm scared to hear your replies and now I'm thinking we're not so compatible. "You haven't even heard my answers. Just cuz I've done some things doesn't mean they are my favorite. Yeah, I've done some three ways and group things, but I still prefer one on one. It's hard to find condoms that fit me, so I almost always bareback. Like you, I love the taste of cum so I always swallow. Uh, trick question, since it's more about what is available - bed, floor, couch, or tree stump. As long as it isn't a patch of poison ivy, I'm ok with it. Bath houses can be fun, but it's not a place you take a partner to for sex. That's more of a place to find a hookup. But since I've had sex there and not in my dorm room, I guess I'd have to say bathhouse. I prefer to wear as little as possible at all times, sex or not. If you'd come over to my room, you would usually find me in just a pair of shorts. And I only have those on since Eddy is much more modest" Ric said. "I think you're out of my league. I've been out and having sex for five years, but you sound a lot more experienced than me" Mateo said. Ric could see how deflated Mateo was. "I really don't think anyone is out of my league... and I lost my virginity only a year ago. My league is gay or bi guys, nothing less. Anyone that thinks another guy is below him, isn't worth wasting time on, they're actually at the bottom of the pile and too stupid to know it. I've learned a lot by someone pushing me to try new stuff. I also found some stuff I don't like. But... I think I forgot a big question... Foreplay first or just fuck?" Ric asked. Mateo seemed to be surprised that Ric was still talking to him. He quietly replied "Foreplay" expecting Ric to get up and leave at any moment. "Yeah, me too. In fact, sometimes its enough to spend a few hours with a guy, naked and exploring each other's bodies" Ric replied, moving a little closer to Mateo. "Enough?" Mateo asked. "Yeah, satisfying. Just like having a good conversation with someone can be as fun as having sex. That turns me on too. Foreplay might even last for days. Sex doesn't have to be foreplay, fuck, orgasm, and done in one meeting. It might be foreplay, wait a day, more foreplay, sex, wait, foreplay, sex, orgasm, sex, orgasm, foreplay, sex, orgasm, done. You can't do that with a hookup, but with a partner or a friend with benefits you can. Like today. You have to leave at 12:30 to get to your class so we might just spend the next two hours making out and letting our hands and tongues explore each other's bodies" Ric replied. He heard Mateo gasp quietly. He reached over and pulled Mateo's face close and kissed him. The second kiss lasted longer and the third got their tongues involved. Mateo made the next move and wrapped his arm around, pulling Ric closer. Ric's hands roamed over Mateo's smooth skin. Their Q&A never touched on what kinds of guys they were attracted to and while Ric preferred hairy guys, it wasn't a deal breaker. With a few dozen escort gigs under his belt, he found that body type usually didn't matter as much as attitude. Mateo was a little tentative about touching his body but Ric had no reservations. His thumbs started to rub over Mateo's nipples and each flick garnered a moan. One hand kept playing with his nips and then the other reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. Mateo didn't seem to be trying to get his pants off, so Ric put some pressure on him to lay him on his back. Next, he climbed off the bed and tugged on the jeans and left Mateo on the bed in a pair of plain white briefs. Briefs that had a decent sized bulge in them and a little wet spot. Mateo looked embarrassed to be mostly naked and vulnerable, but watched Ric shed his jeans and trunks in a few seconds. "Fuck. That cock is hot" Mateo said. Ric reached down and tugged Mateo's briefs off, leaving both of them naked. "Yeah, but you're looking pretty good too. Ric knelt down on the floor and licked up from the bottom of Mateo's still growing shaft, making him howl. Ric licked over the cock, covering the entire surface in spit. He gave a few flicks of his tongue over the head and then he sucked the shaft into his mouth. Mateo was writhing in pleasure, his body feeling a blowjob unlike any he had gotten before. Ric could tell that he was driving Mateo quickly to orgasm so he backed off and let the shaft slip from his lips. He was about to work his way upwards toward Mateo's mouth when Mateo sat upright and slid off the bed to the floor in front of Ric. They looked each other in the eyes for a moment and Mateo said "I want to suck yours. I know I won't get it all in, but I want to try..." Ric stood up and held his cock out. "Oh my god... oh my god..." Mateo muttered as he started to lick around the shaft. Soon he got into the groove and was sucking better than Ric expected. He wasn't going to push him too fast and just let Mateo try to go deeper on his own. After ten minutes, Mateo pulled off and looked up at Ric. "My jaw is sore. Can many guys get all the way down?" he asked. "Not all. Some can. Usually guys with a lot of experience. But you're doing fine and it felt damn good" Ric replied. He saw Mateo rub his hand around his cock and over the trimmed pubes. "Why do you trim them? It's easier to just let the bush grow" Mateo asked. Ric chuckled and didn't want to give him any of the real reasons he kept them trimmed, like "If it grows too thick it will cover up the tattoo" or "It makes my cock look longer, like this." Instead, he replied "Uh, I just like how it looks when it's trimmed a bit and not a jungle." When Mateo's hand rubbed above his cock and over the tattoo he knew what the next question was going to be. "This tattoo is a little scary. I think that's why some of the guys on the floor are intimidated by you. Why did you get it?" Mateo asked innocently. "Ah, that's more complicated. I got it for a group I'm in. It's their symbol and everyone has to have one." Ric said. "That must be some crazy group that would make you get a tattoo to be part of it. And one that means you're a biohazard" Mateo said. Ric took a deep breath and decided to tell Mateo his secret. "Well, the guys are pretty cool, but they can get a little crazy at times. In a way, I am kind of a hazard to some people. It means I'm HIV positive" Ric said bluntly. Mateo gasped and jumped back a few inches. "What?" he gasped out. "I'm not going to do anything to put you in danger, but if we're going to go much farther you need to know that" Ric replied. "Fuck. I'm sorry... Uh... I just don't know what to say" Mateo said. "Well, first I'd appreciate it if you didn't say anything about it to anyone on the floor. It's only something that people I have sex with need to know. Second... as I said I wouldn't do anything that could infect you unless you want to. Third... if you don't want to get infected with HIV and you're going to have an active sex life, then you should get on prep. It doesn't do anything for other STDs, but its really effective and you can fuck raw all the time" Ric said, figuring that today's fun was over. "Oh... ok. I won't say anything. What can we do that's not too risky?" Mateo asked. Ric looked down and saw the panic gone from his face, his cock rock hard and his hand once again wrapped around the base of Ric's cock. Ric chuckled again, relieved how this was going. "No bare fucking and no swallowing my load if your gums are bleeding. The risk is low for most everything else. You got condoms?" Ric asked. "Yeah, of course" Mateo replied. "Then it looks like you're going to top if we get past foreplay" Ric replied with a wink. Mateo immediately went back to licking Ric's cock. He bobbed on it for a few more minutes until he pulled off again, trying to give his jaw a break. Ric pulled him up to his feet and began to kiss him again, feeling their cocks pressed next to each other and trapped between them. Ric let his hands roam all over Mateo's back and finally let them grab his butt, squeezing the firm muscles. Mateo moaned into their kiss and then he did the same to Ric. "Your ass is mine" Mateo said playfully after he ended the kiss. Ric laughed, picking Mateo up and laying him back on the bed. He licked down Mateo's body, biting gently on each nip and then kissing down until he had Mateo's stiff shaft back in his mouth. Ric went to work, sucking and getting Mateo moaning again. After deep throating him a few times, Ric pulled off and lapped his tongue over the brown shaft. He looked up and asked "Doggy or missionary?" Mateo laughed. "Only one?" Mateo asked as he reached under his pillow and pulled out a condom. Ric opened it and rolled it down Mateo's shaft. If he had any concern about fucking a poz guy, Mateo wasn't showing it. "Doggy to start" he said, sitting up as Ric crawled back on the bed. Mateo dribbled some lube on Ric's hole and coated the condom with it. He looked down at Ric's hairy ass and slowly pushed forward. Other than a few clients, Ric had avoided getting a covered dick in his ass since Joe had tricked him a year before. He knew he liked a bare fuck a million times better than a covered one, but he did what he had to do. His morning meet with Mateo had been fun so far, but he knew it would be better if he could get bred before he flipped and bred Mateo in return. While Mateo had a vanilla background, he was a decent fuck. His cock wasn't as long as Ric's, but it was nice and thick and felt good in his ass. He found it funny that his biggest worry was that the condom would break. Mateo had been drilling Ric's ass for almost twenty minutes. He had varied the thrusts and angles enough that it never got boring. Suddenly, Mateo yanked his cock out, slapped Ric on his ass and growled "On your back!" Ric was surprised at the change in attitude and didn't know if he was trying to prove to Ric that he wasn't a totally vanilla guy. Ric rolled and pulled his legs back, exposing his tender hole. Mateo leaned forward, pressing his cock back into Ric's hole. "Lube" Ric softly said and Mateo nodded his head, apologetically. A few drips of lube, a finger pushing it in and then coating the still hard, covered shaft was enough prep for the next plunge Mateo made into Ric's ass. Ric always enjoyed staring back on the guy that he was fucking, or in this case, fucking him. He could tell immediately if what he did pleasured the other guy or not. Mateo froze, his cock over half way in with his eyes closed and an almost blank look on his face. Slowly a smile reappeared and he began to pump in and out of Ric's hole. With a steady, if soft, pace plowing his ass, Ric worked his hole around Mateo's shaft, never gripping it too hard to cause the condom to break. He didn't care if he infected most guys he hooked up with, since they usually knew of his status and wanted his bug, but he really liked Mateo and decided that he'd let Mateo decide his own fate. There was something in their connection that was deeper than just a fuck. He'd already been accepting of Ric's status and knew that was not always the reaction he got. Even better, he was a fun guy to fool around with and he wanted to see where their sexual escapades took them. Of course, he wanted to fuck Mateo and preferably bare. A few more squeezes and he had Mateo extremely close to cumming. He really didn't want the cum to fill the condom but it was up to Mateo to decide where to shoot his neg load. "Fuck... FUCK... FUUUUUCCKKK!" Mateo growled. Ric stood still, knowing that any movement he made might trigger Mateo's orgasm and he wanted Mateo to be in charge of it. Suddenly, Mateo pulled his cock out of Ric's hole, ripped off the condom and shoved a pair of fingers back into Ric before he showered Ric's chest with cum. The second shot hit Ric's face and the last six spurts covered his chest and abs. After Mateo shot rope number three, his fingers had hit the spot and Ric began cumming on his own. Ric's toxic spooge mixed with Mateo's neg cum on his chest as the pair gasped for breath. "It doesn't look any different" Mateo said a couple minutes later as he stared at the pool of semen on Ric's chest. "Nope. Doesn't taste any different either" Ric said, staring back at Mateo's serious face. "Thanks for being honest with me. You could have said nothing and I would have gladly let you fuck me bare. Even cum in me. But now I have to be honest with you..." Mateo said with Ric's legs still on his shoulders. The smile from earlier was gone and Ric felt bad that a really fun fuck was ending on such a down note. Ric pulled his face down and kissed him. "What?" Ric asked softly. Mateo took a deep breath and replied "The condom broke after I started fucking you on your back." "WHAT? When?" Ric asked, turned on but also shocked. "Second thrust" Mateo said, shyly. Ric began to look more concerned. "Why didn't you pull out?" he asked. "It felt so good. I almost came inside of you too. Maybe next time..." Mateo replied, grinning. A few moments later, Mateo started to lean back and Ric reached up and held his hand. "When do you finish classes today?" Ric asked. "Four, why?" Mateo asked. "Meet me at the clock tower as soon as you get out" Ric replied. "We're going over to the clinic and get you on prep. I want to feel you shooting your load in me almost as much as I want to breed your ass" Ric said. The smile grew on Mateo's face. "That would be amazing" Mateo replied.

A few weeks later I went cruising at my favorite hangout in DC - The Fireplace. For those who haven’t been there, the upstairs is the place where more action seems to happen. I know I have a toxic VL of over 750k now but love playing the novice white dude who is neg. I met up with a super cute and dominant lightskin dude with caramel twists. After drinking and chilling for about 20 minutes, he took my hand and we left. Damn he was sexy - black worn biker jacket and black Timbs… and a huge dick print. I thought we were headed to his place but we went down the hill into Rock Creek park and found a secluded spot. I pretended to be scared which amped up his prey instinct because before I knew it, his dick was slapping against my face and I was begging to be fucked. In one motion his tongue was in my mouth, my pants were down and my legs were up. The smell of his jacket, precum and alcohol were overpowering. I willingly let him slide in me and felt his dick pulsate so many times inside me. I asked him if he was poz and he just smiled. He then lowered himself onto my dick and said to give him my last neg load. My cum exploded in him, ran down his mocha skin and dripped onto his leather. We shared an incredible kiss with some of his load mixed with mine. I will take his babies again ! 😈 And my VL gets only higher… more to come…

I don't often find time to get out between work and familial commitments so when I cruise I kind of rush myself so I can avoid a Walk of Shame situation. I'm 24 and I do have roommates and I do have family that I live and work with very closely. So one night I was cruising on Grindr while I was driving - and while I know that isn't the safest - it shows you how desperate I was to have sex. I really have a hard time scheduling it into my weeks or sometimes months between carpooling and opening and sometimes closing work with my coworkers and family. So I have some time, and I figure I can actually get away with spending some hours if not a night away. It isn't my first time hooking up with a 45 year old and it isn't my first time sneaking a night away. It was the first time somebody on Grindr hit me up with a message like," have you ever partied with Tina?" And my naive ass didn't know any better when he followed up with, "it's like ecstasy but it's powdered up." I smoke a lot of weed and I don't smoke any cigarettes and I don't drink but I have always been curious about ecstasy. Honestly, it takes probably an hour of me covering my tracks for the night and him to prepare his space but I make it to his house and there's a space prepared in his living room with a futon on the floor. I've never seen ecstasy never heard it called Tina and actually never heard that term before that night but I was used to hotel scenes and bathhouses and bareback sex. I'd probably been considering myself a barebacker for two years so this scene with the futon drove me wild. And he loads his Tina and we smoke it out of his pipe for my first time and I do feel the rush and take a deep breath and start rubbing my chest and we take another one and he shotguns me which I've never done with someone for weed but we do it throughout the night. And he takes my shirt off on the ground in what I find out later is his mother's house and she is on vacation. I love sucking cock so he stands up as I suck him and we talk about my first years barebacking and how I haven't gotten barebacked in a bathhouse but it's a fantasy. He gets my ass up on my knees and plays with my hole from his standing position and has me take another hit from the pipe and shotguns me. He tells me my ass is going to look so good ass up with his raw dick sliding in and my back is basically screaming arched while he says he's bout to get me slutty and fuck me piggy bare. He gives me another hit and shotguns me and tells me to lean over the couch with my knees on this bare mattress and he eats my hole and has me hit poppers and hands me the pipe to hit freely for a second while he talks dirty bareback. I'm taking poppers when he presses in and I'm rolling high and he goes in gently but he makes it in piggy. And once he bottoms out he holds it while he arches my back up and shotguns me again. Then when the pipe was safely set down I hit poppers and he went to town. Berating my ass with insults and his hips. He arches my back near maxed and spreads my hole apart at full pound. We both realized how much I enjoyed a slow spit hitting the spot where he's fucking. We both realize how much I love the term spit fuck me. He goes by SIr. Yes sir. We switch positions throughout the night - on my back and riding. And then my favorite again doggy where he does end up blowing his load full creampie. We settle down and talk and end up repeating the scene, probbly exactly as hot as the first time. I make it to work on time the next day.

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

After our session i went home, took a shower and jo thinking of his fingers in me but what got me really hot was watching that guy take a fist and part of an arm in him. I shot a huge load imagining Mitch's fist in me. After i came and cleaned up, I jumped on my computer and looked up fisting porn and fisting website. I became obsessed with fisting. I leaned how to completely clean your hold and how to stretch it with toys. I ordered toys online and had them shipped to the coffee shop. When they arrived i took them home and played with them slowly opening up my hole. After a couple weeks i reached out to Mitch again and scheduled another session. I cleaned out my hole dressed in shorts, no underwear and a tshirt. I showed up and we hugged and kissed softly. We started making out and he broke off and said, "Get your pussy on my table". "Yes Daddy", i said playfully. After i got on the table he got on behind me and started eating my pussy out. I let out a moan. He was eating me out less softly and more as if he hadn't eaten in days. His tongue was probing me, his fingers and he was nibbling on my pussy lips. It felt so good. Then he started to suck on and bite my ass. "Awwww", i yelled. He slapped my ass and then went back to eating me out. He grabbed lube and slowly began inserting 1 finger, 2 fingers then 3 fingers in me. He swirled them around hitting my gspot and massaged my pussy so good. Then his fourth finger went in fairly easy. "Good my boy has been working to stretch his pussy for me. Turn over", he said smiling. I turned over while his fingers were still in me. I let out a loud moan when rotating on his fingers. "You like that huh. Your pussy all wet", he said. "Yes uggghhh yes it is", i moaned Then he leaned in and gave my a deep kiss, our tongue dancing and then he took his left hand and massaged my nipples. I was in heaven. Then he squeezed my right nipple hard and i winced and then he forced his hand in me. My head fell back and i let out a total feminine moan. OMG his hand was finally in me. It felt so amazing. I had never felt anything so incredible and fulfilling. He then pulled back from our kiss and slowly started to rotate his hand in me. "OHHHH yessss", i moaned "Good boy. You like Daddy's hand in you?", he asked laughing "Yes i do", i panted He worked my hole for the next 30 minutes rotating it and pushing forward while his fingers massaged and teased the walls of my pussy. Once in a while he would pull out his hand and tease the my pussy lips and i would push back wanting his hand back in me. Slowly he worked all the way up to his forearm. "Oh yeah you are one hungry bitch. Your pussy is sucking up my arm.", he said in amazement. My pussy was hungry and wanted more. I raised my back off the table trying to meet his arm wanted it all. He got further up my hole and it got stuck. I felt it deep in me. "Ooooh, we've reached your second pussy boy", he said in excitement. "What's that?", i asked "Its your second hole deep in you.", he said. He probed slowly and gently teasing it for the next five minutes, then suddenly felt him go past the ring. It felt like i was floating in ecstacy, he was so deep in my. That along with filling so filled with him and my prostate going crazy i shot load after load all over both of us and the table. "Ahhhhh, yeah thats it squeeze your arm with your pussy", he said while rotating his arm to make me feel him in me. I think i came for like an entire minute. It was incredible. He slowly pulled out his arm. I felt empty and wanted it back in me even though i had just cum. I pushed back on his hand and he slowly played with my now fat juicy pussy lips. I grabbed his cock and sucked him off. He pushed away and said that he would love to play but had to get back home to his partner. They had a dinner to go to tonight. I cleaned up got dressed and left his studio. When i got home i was still horny and got out my toys and played with my ass and came again dreaming of his fist in me. Over the next few months i worked a lot and also tried to find others who were into FF. I hooked up with several guys to expand my ass play. I also ordered more toys to stretch my hole and outfits i thought were hot to get fisted in like more jock straps. Its funny but i didn't crave any cock, i only wanted to be fisted. As i went on this journey i found that the reason why i was so obsessed with being fisted is there was something erotic and submissive that its the ultimate in giving of myself to the person i was playing with. To spread my legs and offer my pussy and body to him and have him stick his hand and his arm in me was the epitome of being a bottom. I had a dry spell of playing as work was busy and finding FF tops who could play when i was free was difficult. Finally several months later I set up a date. One day I drove out to Palm Springs from LA to meet up with a FF Daddy. I was excited. I dressed up in tight low riding jeans, thong and a thin tight tank top. We were going to meet late around 10p and i was also going to sleep over. As I almost got there, i got a text saying that he had a work emergency and couldn't play today and he had to go into work. I was a little pissed as i drove all that way. I also understood being a manager. I figured i would go toy shopping. I found a place that had toys, clothing and other playful stuff. It had about 30 minutes before it closed. I felt comfortable shopping out here as i am not out and don't live in Palm Springs. I walked in and there a few customers and one young staff person. I walked around and browsed. I started checking out the jstraps, thongs and other sexy outfits. Then went over to the toy section. There was a lot of stuff i had seen online but seeing them in person is a lot better. I was looking at some ball toys that stretched your balls and squatted down to look closer at it when i heard someone talk to me. "HI can I help you with something. Those come in pink too.", in deep voice. I turned my head and looked up. There stood a hot Daddy. "Hi I am Brian, I am the manager here", he said smiling looking down on me. "Thank you. I am just browsing. I am not looking for pink am i?", i said "Well i know you like the color pink. At least as far as i can see", he said with a grin I was thinking of what he mean then it struck me. My thong was pink and as i was squatted down and in low rise jeans he could see my thong. "Ohh yeah, oopps", i said shyly "Don't apologize, i like pink too and you look sexy in it. And you really wanted me to see it didnt you", he said. "Yes i guess. They make me feel sexy", i said. I stood up and looked at him. He was about 6 ft and medium build Daddy in his early 50's. He had tats on his arm and neck and had a nice small trimmed beard. "Lets go in the back I can help you with this", he said and grabbed my arm and took me into the back. It was like a dressing room. He closed the door which didn't go all the way to the ground. I turned to him and he told me to strip down. "Huh", i was dazed in looking at him "You need to take off your clothes so i can help you put this on and try it out", he said. I took off my jeans. My cock was now hard jutting out of in my thong. He stepped towards me and started to rub my cock. "Hmmmm very nice. Somebody is a little slut huh? You like teasing older guys like me with your cute little thong, as he said that he grabbed the back of my thong and pulled it up hard wedging in my hole and my balls. Hmmmm i moaned. "Yeah you're a horny little bitch", he leaned into my ear. "Yes i am", i whispered. I also smelled his manly scent. I felt his hand go under my thong and start to finger my hole. I moaned and he covered my mouth with his lips kissing me deeply. "Sshhh we don't want people outside to hear you moan like a little bitch do we", he said in my ear. He pulled down my thong and got the ball stretcher and put it on me one by one. It hurt but also felt good. Once he had it on he pulled on them from behind while i was slightly bent over with my legs spread. I let out a soft moan. Then he stuck his face in my ass and started to eat me out while pulling on me balls. I moaned kind of loudly and he stopped and took my thong and stuffed it in my mouth. I heard him unbuckle his pants and pull out his meat. He turned me around and told me to suck it. OMG it was huge and thick. I couldn't wrap my hand around it. It was at least 8" and the thickness of a Red Bull can. As i was on my knees i noticed a biohazard tattoo slowly touched it. It was a beautiful. "You like that tatt boy?", he asked sternly "Yes its beautiful", i said "You know it means?", he asked "No", i said "It means i am HIV+. Does that scare you?", he asked. I pulled back a bit, "Yes", i said "Well we don't have to do anything you do not want to, Ok?", he said softly "Okay", I murmured as i leaned in to suck his thick cock. I sucked on it as quietly as i could. The door opened and I pulled back but his hand was on my head and kept it in place plus he pushed his cock forward. "Hey Brian do you need me to stay longer or should i close up", the other staff person said "You can go home Cody I will lock up", Brian said ash he pumped his cock in my mouth "Okay see you tomorrow boss." , Cody said walking away He pulled out of my mouth and turned me over on all fours and started to eat my pussy. "OHHHHH", i moaned out loud now. After a few minutes i heard him spit on his cock and press it against my hole bare. "I am afraid to fuck bare. Do you have a condom?", i asked "No i don't fuck with condoms but i promise not to cum in you ok", he said as he pressed against my hole I didn't answer with words but rather action and just pushed back on his thick head. After pushing and trying to relax it plopped in. "Ohhhhhhh", i moaned. "Yeah you like Daddy's cock in you dont you", yes i moaned and pushed back further. He held my waist tightly and pushed even deeper. "AWWWWW its so thick it hurts", i moaned. "Don't worry bitch i know you want it. Take it", he said and pushed more. OMG he was splitting me into two until i finally felt his balls slap against my balls. He held me there to get used to his girth then slowly rotated his hips to move it around then slowly back and forth. "Ohhh god it hurts", i moaned With that he started to pump in longer strokes but slowly gyrating his hips. My hole loosened up and pain turned to pleasure and i started to push back and meet his thrusts. He was now pounding me hard and pulled me up so my back was against his chest and embrace, his hands playing with my tits and cock and he started to kiss and chew on my neck. I grabbed his head pulling in closer and opening up my neck to give to his lips. I was in heaven. He whispered in my ear," I am going to cum soon where do you want it", "I am afraid of getting hiv, i dont want to get sick" i said back to him while still riding and humping his huge cock. "Ok i can stop", he said and did so. I pushed back on his cock but he held me there. "I understand you are not ready yet and do not want you do anything you do not want to", he said. "But i so want your cock in me", i desperately groaned. "Can you fuck me more and then shoot outside of me", i asked . Sure he said. With that he fucked me good and then came in my mouth. I swallowed all of it. After he asked where i was headed to next. I said, "I dont know. I need to find a place to sleep. I am from LA". "Why don't you crash at my place", you can drive home tomorrow. We cleaned up and drove to his place.

Yeah dark rooms are for fucking raw and anon. No lights no condoms no pulling out what so ever! I love the feeling of being used in the dark not knowing what the guy looks like. And collecting as much anon cum in my ass as possible.

Chapter 9 The Kid was ready to have his ass bred and wrecked by the most degenerate guys to walk the planet. The atmosphere of the room was at an all time high. It reeked of cum but it also had an air about it of extreme sexual anticipation. Guys were Grabbing each other and playing. One guy was bento over the fuck bench and another guy was fingering him. A third guy came up and dug into a plastic bag and pulled out one of the largest shards I have seen. I have broken shards not near as big into smaller chunks to use. I expected them to do the same but instead the guy fingering him pulled the cheeks apart and the guy with the huge shard proceeded to push it up the bent guys ass. The bent guy moaned and groaned and finale said in a loud voice ‘ Fuck !. That ‘s huge. It really burns “. The guy inserting it used 2 fingers to push it deep and he definitely was not to gentle with it. He twisted and turned is finger to insure it was doing what he wanted. That had to have cut and ripped the guys rectum. About that time a guy knelt in front of me and started licking and sucking my cock. At the same time a voice from behind me said “ Everyone down here plays “. I recognized the voice of being my Friend. With that he started pushing his cock in my ass. I was glad I had put some thick lube on my ass before I came down. After a couple stokes he pulled out. I felt empty but not for long. The guy on my cock was doing a great job. My cock was alive with lust. My friend pushed a shard up my ass then a liquid booty bump. He then pushed all the way up my ass and stared fucking me. He whispered in my ear that the liquid was his normal mix but the shard was some especially potent Meth and it was good size. I told him it was heating my insides already. He just chuckled and said “ wait and see. The kid is going to get some of the same”. The guy that got the huge shard was in total heat. I heard a commotion and looked over to see him begging to get fucked by anything. He was wiggling his ass around like a pole dancer. A guy came up behind him with an average cock and rammed it up his ass hard. The sun guy grunted loud. The guy fucking him stared fucking him and then stopped and said he thought he could feel some of the shard that hadn’t melted yet. All I could think of it he is that was with only part of it melted, jus wait. Another guy came over and had the guy pull out, he put his fingers in him and stared twisting and turning them, he said “ Yep, some of it hasn’t melted yet.” Everyone cheered, they new the guy would be high for hours on that. The guy pulled his fingers out, His fingers had streaks of RED on them, I knew that that big of a shard would cut the ass. The bent guy stood up for a minute. You could see that his once 6” cock was now smaller than a thumb. Tina dick had arrived. Another guy said to look at the tiny cock, looks like the little girl needs to get fucked. With that the guy that was fucking him put a long slender dildo up his ass. The guy whimpered and said ‘ More, I need more. My ass is on fire and my insides are alive like never before”. The guy pushed his average cock up the guys ass. He asked the guy “ You like to get that bloody cunt stretched and bred?”. The guy said “ Yes, Please knock me up”. He asked the guy “ You neg or POZ?”. The guy replied “ I have a family , so I am NEG “. All I thought you probably came to the wrong place to play. The guy was fucking him hard and the dildo fell out. Someone grabbed a bigger one and fed it up the guys ass. The guy fucking him yelled “ Take my load you fag “. He pumped a good load into the guys ass. He pulled out and you could see his cock glissing. A guy with a Bio-Hazzard tat stepped up behind the guy, pulled out the dildo and brutally shoved his cock up the guys NEG ass. The Guy yelled “ Fuck “, the guy replied “ You have no idea “. He proceeded to destroy the guys ass and probably with the cuts in his ass would get Pozzed tonight. The guy was gurgling, saying how great it felt. He was definitely feeling the effects of that huge shard

When someone spits in my mouth, it's telling me how worthless I am if it is in a group; it lets others know I'm a piece of fuck meat and not be shown any respect.

Chapter 10 The Guy yelled “ Fuck “, the guy replied “ You have no idea “. He proceeded to destroy the guys ass and probably with the cuts in his ass would get Pozzed tonight. The guy was gurgling, saying how great it felt. He was feeling the effects of that huge shard The guy kept fucking, getting as deep as he could. I could hear his grunts when the guy hit bottom or taped on the guys second ring. This went on for a while until the top guy said “ You ready to get pregnant Bitch ? “. The guy bent guy said “ Yes, Knock me up. Make a baby in me “. The guy was sweating a lot, I could tell he was not in control of himself, rather the Meds were taking him down the road to conversion. The guy with the Biohazard tat said. “ Ready or not, hear cums a hot POZ load into your guts you Fag “. With that he lunged forward and pulled the guys hips back. He had to have busted the second ring in the guys ass because he squealed and shock his head like a stuck pig. I wasn’t sure if he heard or realized that the load that he just took would probably send him home with a little extra gift. During all this I was enjoying a nice ass fucking from my friend. The Meth shard was working it’s wonders and the Liquid my friend shot up me had me as hard as a rock. I couldn’t get off, probably due to the Meth but that was OK. He pulled out of y ass and turned around and presented me with his ass. I eagerly pushed up his tight as. The guy that was sucking me started eating my ass. If anyone knows how sensitive a cock and everything gets when spun, try getting your ass eaten deep while spun. It is crazy wild. My friend said how good my cock felt up his ass., I had to agree. I stopped and was able to squeeze out a little piss. Mt friend said “ Fuck. You fucking pig”. I replied “ Looks who’s bent over taking some tina piss in his ass” . That got everybody’s attention. I went back to fucking and working my manjuice into is guts. I looked over to the Kid and he was getting yet another load shot in him from a guy that was hung average. I might have missed one or more, but I think it was his third load after coming down to the basement. The guy with the Bio-hazard tat came over to the kid and flopped his limp dick on the kids mouth. I wasn’t sure how clean it was but the Kid eagerly opened his mouth and stared sucking and licking the head. The guy said “ This is good youngster to break. He is already trained a little and ready. He will be fun to bring to the dark side “. The Kid just smiled and cleaned the guys cock like a good boy. I wondered how long until the kid going throat that size of a cock. The kid was getting fucked my a guy that had a very fat cock. You cold tell it wasn’t going in easy because the sling as rocking back and forth while he was stuffing that fat sausage up the kids ass. He pulled out without shooting and another guy came to get in the kids cunt. I noticed a PA that had a point on the end of it. He pushed his cock in the kids ass and went deep. The Kid moaned loud. I wondered if he took the second booty bump that I had given him. If he did he would really be enjoying this. The guy pulled out and you cold see red streaks on his shaft and under neath rings were hanging off the guys foreskin. I knew the kid had really been ripped up. The guy went over to the one guy that was recently bred The guy was bent over sucking a cock and the one with all the piercings walked behind him and proceeded to fuck the hell out of him. The guy tried to stand up but others held him down while the guy destroyed his ass. I knew he would be bleeding for a few days after this and would definitely go home with some diseases, just like a true fag should. A guy that was smoking and blowing huge clouds came over and stuck the pipe in the kids mouth. The kid took a couple huge hits and held it then blew them out. The kids pupils we are big as I have ever seen them.

I have usually found that in public situations like that, where there are either people watching or people close by, that raising your voice so that it can be plainly heard by anyone usually makes the offender back off because he realizes that other eyes are on him now, and are looking at him as a potential problem. This does, however, require you to be willing to draw attention to yourself and the fact that you’re having a negative encounter. I was once at camp, in a shed set aside for play, with my hands bound over my head to a ring in the ceiling, and this guy comes in carrying a beer. He starts playing with my nipples, then pinching them. I don’t like nipple pain at all - it totally shuts me down - so I said quietly, “Not the nipples, please.” He paused for a moment, then started pinching and twisting them hard. I immediately used the voice I used as a public authority, cranked it up a couple of decibels, and said, “STAND DOWN, SIR. IF YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW TO SCENE, YOU DO NOT TOUCH ME.” I said it loud enough that anyone outside the structure would have heard it. The guy jumped, spilled a little of his beer, and hurried out. Something similar happened once in the crowded back room of a bar in Louisville and a guy kept trying to jack me off from behind. I first pushed his hand away, then seized it firmly by the wrist and pulled it off me, and quietly but clearly said, “No.” When he came at me a third time, I raised my voice so the whole room could hear and said, “I SAID, NO.” You could have heard a pin drop. Every head in the place turned my direction. The guy booked out of there. Admittedly, this approach might be easier for someone like me because I’m Autistic and it doesn’t occur to me to be embarrassed about making a public spectacle, but it is effective. And while I appreciate posters above who say that you shouldn’t have to be made to cover up if you don’t want to to avoid nuisances annoying you, from a practical perspective an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. I often wear a solid steel cock cage at the bathhouse simply because since I have an ampallang piercing, they will. not. leave. my. damn. cock. alone. Having it on saves me having to swat at all the grab-flies.

Cross my heart. This wasn't me.

First a little about myself. I just turned 18 a few months ago. It's been mom and I for as long as I can remember. Mom has been a nurse at least my entire life and even before then. She is now the head nurse (no pun intended) at our local hospice which cares for men with AIDS. I have been around sick men ever since I can remember. I have helped mom and the other nurses out quite a bit. I clean up on occasion and help feed those that cant feed themselves. The disease has never scared me. When I was a lot younger I realized I enjoyed being around these men. My voice and mannerisms were more feminine than masculine. I discussed this with my mom and discovered I was indeed gay. My mom approved of my sexuality so I got lucky there. As my hormones started kicking in I noticed being around these men was giving me a hard on. I would come home and jerk off and then lick myself clean. I enjoyed my own cum and definitely wondered what theirs would taste like. Since I had no dad the birds and the bees were taught to me by mom. We discussed my fantasies I was having for those men and she said for my 18th birthday I could start living out my fantasies in real life. She revealed that some of the men thought I was beautiful which made me blush. I stand at 5 feet 3 inches and weigh about 110. Shoulder length blonde hair that thanks to mom I style it like a girl does. As my teenage years progressed I noticed my fantasies were getting hotter. I imagined being called a dirty faggot while taking these mens loads. Being pissed on had crept in there as well. I knew that I at 18 I was going to get fucked. What I didn't know was that I would be the hospice whore and I couldn't refuse any loads. The night before my 18th birthday mom instructed me on how to clean out my hole. After doing this I had a lite dinner and repeated the same process the morning of my 18th birthday. Mom inspected me and when she was satisfied she handed me a pink silk robe and slippers. I was told that was my clothing for the next four days. My birthday fell on a Thursday. We left home and headed to the hospice. Before going in mom attached a leash and collar on me and led me inside like a bitch. As we neared the entrance mom took off my robe. Once inside I was put on all fours and led into the family room. There were 2 men there already. Mom took off my leash but left the collar on. She told the two men which I recognized to have fun knocking me up. I knew what she meant because of my research on the matter. Before mom even walked out the door Sam had his cock in my mouth. Mom just laughed and went about her business. Sam is definitely a sick man. He has sores on his body and cock. I must admit I still worshipped his cock. The other gentleman Michael stopped Sam for a minute. Michael then slapped me a couple of times across the mouth to get my lip bleeding so I had an open wound while giving Sam a blowjob. Those sores were rubbed all over my busted lip. Some would say that's abuse but I came from Michael doing that. While I worshipped Sam's cock Michael only using spit for lube rammed his cock up my ass. I tried to scream but Sam held me tight against his cock. Sam's cock is only 7 inches and sort of thin. Michael on the other hand has a ten inch cock and fairly thick. It felt like Michael ripped my ass into. I soon realized that he did it on purpose to get me bleeding so I can take his AIDS cum directly in my bloodstream. Sam came fairly quickly but he didn't pull out of my mouth after cumming. I did swallow his cum and he let me nurse his cock while Michael continued the assault on my hole. Michael fucked me for a while and kept saying how good my pussy felt. Okay I thought only women had pussies but I quickly learned that as a bottom my ass is a pussy for gay men. When Michael got ready to cum he sped up his thrusts and was pounding my pussy hard. I started moaning and Sam pulled his cock from my mouth so my moans couibe heard by anyone walking outside the door. Then it happened. Michael started cumming and Breeding my pussy. God it felt like he shot a dozen huge globs of AIDS cum in my pussy. After he finished he kept his cock in my pussy to make sure I got it all and to make sure no cum leaked out. Once he was soft even I was exhausted. Both he and Sam left the room and I thought I was going to get a nap in. I was wrong. Mom came walking in with two more men to use me. She inspected my pussy and laughed. She said oh I bet in a couple of weeks you will be pregnant. But don't worry because once you're knocked up then your ass is going on meds. You are still my son and I want you around for a very long time. In the meantime your little faggot ass needs to get back to work. You still have 18 more men to satisfy today. At this point my pussy is sore but I knew I couldn't tell mom no. So I put my ass in the air and my mouth open to satisfy the next two men. Well time to get back to being a whore.

i'm a total bottom with a side of sub. i was long ago insemenated and impregnated by a Man pissing deep in my ass, so it's been on a list of my wants/needs ever since. im mostly bottom with need/desire to be anally penetrated, but am a cocksucker secondarily and have had a fantasy for a few years now of 'drinking from the tap." my bottom/sub parts are thoroughly integrated into my psychosexual wiring. I.e, to me a Mans 'cock' is way more than the organ between His legs... and His piss to me is another form of a Mans semen, particularly when He sees Himself the same way. Compatibility. That to say that my interest in "WS" or piss, is not so really about the piss, but about so much that surrounds our psychological wiring about piss. About 95% of urine is water, about 5% Is stuff the body is getting rid of, 'waste.' Lots of mammals use piss to mark their territory. Generally, culture describes the act of pissing on someone as a degrading, humiliating act. Go into any mens room and listen to banter while guys are pissing and you'll often hear declarations of how good it feels to piss: "the pause that refreshes." So there is a pleasure, release feeling commonly associated with pissing or "relieving" oneself. And so much more. As a bottom with some sub nature, my psychology can attach to all of those things. To me, there so many ways to connect to a Man (who is similarly wired from a Top perspective) with piss. Him pissing on me is a combination of Him receiving pleasure and release in an act that is also simultaneously humiliating and degrading to me, even when it's done with no intent of force or meanness. As a matter fact, to me, a Man pissing on me with a knowing smile is a hell of a lot more "Dom" than one who has to be forceful or mean. So it's not surprising to me that i'd end up wanting to receive a Mans piss from His cock. But again, not generically. i've seen a lot of the piss porn where a Top pissing in a bottoms mouth and it all comes right back out again. i.e, the bottom is not actually drinking or swallowing the Mans piss. i have this involved fantasy/desire of a Man who is into the mind fuck part of this as much as i, that He wants/needs to 'make' a bottom guy who His 'toilet' as much as i want Him too need/want that. But then, i hate pretend or role play... i want real, this is all about deep connection and bonding of our 'kinky' parts. And i know for that to happen, there are practical considerations. i honestly had concerns about my ability to take a Mans piss i my mouth. Up the ass? No problem. i've slept with a gut full of a Mans piss all night long, ensuring absorption and impregnation from Him as i slept... next morning when i pee, i can smell His piss in my pee, and i know He impregnated me. Drinking? i wasn't sure how i'd respond to the taste or quantity. Would either, or both, overwhelm me? i knew i'd want a patient Top to work with me and help me acquire the skill, because i wanna swallow every drop. To me, drinking His piss is sort of like drinking His cum. Not exactly, but i'd never think of spitting out a Mans cum. So this last weekend, i got t chance to finally try. i had a Top friend staying with me and He woke me up in the night saying He had to piss. So, i knelt in the shower and took His cock in my mouth. i only took it about 3 inches in, about half way. i didn't know what to expect and didn't want to choke or gag and end up spitting any out. So i tasted it. His was sort of bitter, not bad, but bitter. i expected it would be salty, but it wasn't. It was almost like lime? It wasn't "good" but it also wasn't "bad" tasting, so i was able to take it. As i gained confidence, i took His cock to my throat and, luckily, it wasn't so much that i couldn't keep up with swallowing. That was better in a way because i didn't taste it and i felt like i was taking it better. As His flow increased and didn't let up, i did start to get a little overwhelmed (fear?), but over all i was pretty successful and was pretty happy and pleasantly surprised at my ability first try. i think i will become good at it pretty quickly.

It is another way of a man taking control of me, dominating me, putting me in my place. Really it doesn't matter if I like it or not. What matters is if he likes it.

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I have a big mouth so I would've said "Get the fuck away from me!" loudly and in no uncertain terms.

Pighole is what I like. A bud once started saying it during a session and it was a big turn on. It detached the human element while reinforcing what we are. Although we call each other ‘brother’ now

Ah, if you mean the Club St. Louis, I love the place. The sling rooms (or at least one of them) is very cave-like and darkly lit in red. I’ve never really had a problem there except for one guy who kept trying to twist and pull on my collar. That actually risks physical harm to my neck. I told him several times, “Don’t touch my collar.”He didn’t listen. Another playmate of mine alerted management before an altercation occurred, and management showed him the way out. The management at the time knew me pretty well because my partner and I fly for Angel Flight. (We’re private pilots.) Sometimes we needed a place to kill time for a few hours or an afternoon while our patient passengers received medical treatment. The Club let us stay gratis, and it’s a nice place, so I can’t say enough about them.

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To be honest I like playing with older straight /married guys. I met one the other day in a sauna and he had nipples to die for. They were hard wired to his sex drive. I went to town squeezing, biting and generally getting this older guy aroused. I whispered to him I wanted to fuck him but he said only with a condom. That was like a challenge to me…I continued to work his nipples, finger his already lubed hole and really kiss him hard - he particularly got turned on when I held his throat and controlled his breathing. I kept saying you’ll enjoy raw, I’ll only put the tip in , be a good boy for daddy. I think I pushed him over the edge as he turned around and begged for my cock raw. I started to fuck him as I worked his nipples, asking him to cum for daddy. He came everywhere and his arse clamped on to my cock lodged up his backside. It was great. Unfortunately I didn’t cum in him but was quite philosophical as I had converted a condom only guy to a raw fuck slut. I know he will be riding raw cock in the future perhaps not with me but with others…service to our community I guess 😃

For me it is one of the hottest things. I already like deep kissing, so when a bottom I'm fucking is also willing to take my spit in their mouth, it's a sign of acceptance and connection / absence of barriers. I have no problem taking some of their spit, as well. It goes without saying that consent is required. In my experience, consent for spit play — other than if it's a scene, and I'll be spitting intentionally on someone's face — usually happens spontaneously, as kissing deepens and we discover we're into swapping more spit.

I hope he doesn't pull out and waste his seed by shooting it on my back. Please breed me deep, please!

I agree. I suppose it depends on how one defines "to think" Probably the most prevalent notion in my mind is stuff like "I love fucking Hole" - "fucking Hole again is so hot" - "I've actually fucked thousands of Holes, and I love doing it" - "this one's a) really hot for the load" - "this one's a bit too squirmy" - "when I shoot I'm gonna suck this Hole dry" - "that Hole next to me looks hot with a that raw Cock rutting in it" - "this Hole is fine, but I want that one too" ...... all kinds of filthy shit filters in and out. But, I'm a dirrrrrty dude, and I like it that way.

I figured out a while ago that you're one of the special ones - you "get" the connection, the bonding, the depth of sharing that's available when we're sufficiently attuned. Thanks for a lovely post.

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Tedd scooched up and pressed his throbbing cock all the way in. "How's that feel in your ass bud?" "..." '... He's a little shy right now but I'm balls deep in his tight hole." I sighed, "Tedd, man, please cut it out." "You want me to take my dick out of you?" "Yeah, Tedd. Please." Tedd pulled out slowly. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. I was still me. Sex was no big deal. Sally and I would be able to work this out. I opened my eyes. He was still filming me. "Cut it out, man." **** I wanted to get the fuck out of there but I had lube and cum running out of my asshole and down my thighs. "Could you get me a rag?" "Sure bud. Of course." **** I walked the few houses over and Sally greeted me brightly. "How was the game?!" Right, the game. "Oh yeah it was fun." She didn't notice my daze. "I caught the end. I couldn't believe it!" Fuck, I had no idea what she was talking about. "We were losing our minds!" "Yeah it was nuts!" I faked. Why hadn't I checked the recap on my way home? Fuck I needed to get it together. "... So what were you up to after the game?" Jesus, I had no idea when the game had ended. "Oh uh yeah one of John's crazy friends Tedd was around and we were just bullshitting." Sally arched her eyebrow. "Oh I thought John and Tedd fell out?" Jesus Christ. "Oh uh I have no idea. He was there today." "It wasn't too much for you was it? From what John told me, Tedd is super gay, among other things... I know that's not always comfortable for you." "Oh well you know I did feel uncomfortable at first but that's something I oughta get over you know? We hung out all afternoon and it was fine." "well good! "also you smell like beer and god knows what else so why don't you take a shower." "oh yeah well we were throwing them back sorry." "hey it's the super bowl!" **** On Thursday at about 11, Sally and I were in the couch in our PJs and watching some PBS/BBC mystery show. I got a text from a number I didn't know. "its tedd" Sally was leaned up against me on the couch as we watched the latest ep of *****. "hey" "wanna fuck?" I started to get hard in spite of myself. I didn't want this. I tried to make a move on Sally, putting my hand on her upper thigh and rubbing her meaningfully. She didn't react and I pushed her nightgown up and started to pull her panties aside. "What's this about?" "C'mon, I'm horny. I wanna fuck." My phone buzzed. "What's going on?" "Im sure it's just work. C'mon." I cajoled her. "If it's buzzing like that I know you're going to have to do something soon enough. I don't want a perfunctory fuck." "Fine, whatever. I guess I'd better see what's up." Suffice it to say, about years of conflict was tied up in that interaction and we were both left more irritated than was reasonable. I walked to my office and shut the door. I had a few more messages from Tedd, all of them lewd, reminding me of my transgression in graphic terms. But, did I want to get fucked again? "yea. Can you come by here later? (And NOT now)" "yeah im at j[ohn]s i can come whenever" Fuck. But John already knew everything. Weirdly, I was worried he had the wrong idea. I wasn't gay, not really. "Okay I'll let you know. If you're okay fucking me in my garage." "yea np" "Bring lube ok?" "yea" **** Sally, popped her head in my office to make peace. "Sorry, I've been in a bad mood!" "I've been putting out a bunch of bad vibes, frankly. Anyway, I'm not worried about it." "Me neither. Maybe let's talk about it at our next session with Jen. Anyway, I'm going to bed... I'll make it up to you soon." She turned and flashed her ass at me. Fat and sexy. I hooted after. I texted Tedd, "Come in 20 minutes. Text me when you're here and come up the driveway." "ok." I heard the shower in the master bedroom. I thought about joining her... But I wanted Tedd's cock instead. **** I used the security system to disable the lights up the driveway. I beckoned Tedd into the garage and closed the door behind us and got on my knees on the concrete. I pulled down his pants and took his cock into my mouth. His cock filled my mouth, seemingly completely. I moved my tongue around and Tedd moaned. "Yeah bud." I was not good at giving head and choked as he pushed me down further. I pulled back. "Sorry," tears running down my cheeks. "Let me try again." "Whatever bud. I want to fuck your ass." I opened the back door of our Suburban and climbed in after Tedd. He sat in the middle of the middle seat and I pulled off my pj bottoms and laid across the console, sticking my butt in the air. Tedd flipped open the top of some lube and squirted a glob on my ass. "Can you wear a condom?" Tedd squirted more lube on himself and then rubbed his bare cock against my hole. and penetrated me. "Fuck yeah bud." He was filming me again. his cell phone cam's light was bright, reflecting off the rear and side mirrors and refracting through the garage door windows. I couldnt say anything. I was thrilled by the experience. He was loud when he came this time. "Fuck yeah this slut's hole is tight as fuck. He's a little shy, but he loves my cum." I tried to pull away but he followed my ass, staying inside. "Gimme a sec, Tedd." He pulled out, wringing cum and lube onto the upholstery. I stayed mostly still, panting and contemplating how to get out of here without dripping lube all over. Why did it have to be strawberry scented? "A friend of mine is coming to fuck you, too." "excuse me?!" "just relax. you're a cumslut and he's discreet." *** Headlights flashed the garage door windows. Tedd handed me a bottle of poppers and went out to meet his friend. fuck i hoped Sally didn't wake up. I scooched out of the side door. I was some sight, wearing just a tshirt, cum and lube running down my thighs, lit from behind by the suburban's overhead light. I scooped up a glob of lube and stroked my cock, which was throbbing hard. The door swung open and there was a stranger with Tedd. He was about 5'10", stocky build, hispanic maybe? I turned around and rested my arms on the floor of the suburban. Tedd: "I told you hes a slut" Tedd's friend dropped his pants and pressed a soft-hard cock against my hole. I moaned. He pushed in deeper. Tedd's phone light came on. My new sexual partner grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back against him as he fucked my asshole.

I woke up the next morning early. I had to go to work and then run errands. I work at a coffee shop as the manager and it was a busy day especially as one of my employees didn't show for work. So i was working both cashier and barista. Near closing at a tall guy around 50's with some tats and a younger kid looked no more than 20 walked in together. They were the only customers in the place. As it was closing time i went to go and lock the door and walked back to take their order. As i was walking back i noticed the older guy had his hand on the younger guys butt grabbing it with his arm around his waist. The older guy saw me glance at his hand on the other guys ass. I got back behind the counter and said, "Hi can i take your order.". The older guy ordered a latte and so did the kid. Then the older guy said, " Are you sure that's a good idea? You know what it does to your stomach and your pussy?". My eyes looked wide open as i couldn't believe what i just heard. The younger one said, "You are right Daddy. I'll have a veggie juice smoothie please.". The older gentleman looked at me and said "Change the second latte to a veggie juice.". I was just staring in a daze at the older gentleman both in what i just heard and in a bit of curiosity and excitement. He was hot. He was 6'2" medium build, he had a tight bike racing shirt and huge nipples and looked like a ring in each of them and tight spandex biker shorts. As I looked down i could see a huge bulge. He grinned and saw me checking him out. "Hello? You okay man?", he said slowly looking at me with his piercing eyes and as he was talking he reached down and grabbed his cock and shifted it up as it looked like it was getting harder. I watched him intently grab his thick meat. The door tried to be opened . It was was the post office delivery lady dropped of our mail. She just stuck it instead thru the mail slot. I said thank you and looked back at the two guys. The younger guy was now in front of me with the older guy behind him holding him. The Daddy, had one arm around his waste in a cuddling like way and his other hand running up and down his boy from his nips to his cock. He also looked like he had nipple rings and a nice but not large cock like his Daddy. The younger guy said, "Did you hear my order?". I said, "Uhhh ok. Sorry, yes.....I will get that for you right away.". The younger guy gave me his card to pay and i processed all the while looking at them but trying not to stare. The Daddy started snuggling more and kiss his boy from the back and playing with him, even sticking his hand down his shorts. The younger guy said, "Daddy stop you know how that makes my pussy so wet. We don't want this guy to call the cops or worst shoot his load.", he said and laughed. While the boy said one thing, he clearly push his tight ass back into his Daddy's crotch and opened up more of his neck. I turned away and worked on their drinks. The younger guy, asked for the code to the bathroom. I said, "It's 6969". They laughed and he went in. I turned around after finishing the drinks and the older guy was gone too. I heard some rustling coming from the bathroom. It was a single person bathroom. As i got closer i realized they were both in their. I leaned in and heard slapping, and moaning. "Uggh, uggh, uggh" in a bit of a fem high pitched tone. Then i heard the older guy say, "Ohhh yeah give me your wet tight cunt". "Yes Daddy its your wet cunt....you made me so horny fuck me Daddy breed me now with your seed please." . " Here is comes boy gonna make you pregnant. AAAHHHHHHH". By now my cock was super hard and i was so entranced i leaned in closer to the door and it wasn't closed tightly so the door opened right up. The younger guy was bent over the sink with his Daddy leaning over him fucking him from behind. They both looked at me and smiled, while his Daddy stopped and said, "Took you long enough to get in here. You want some bitch?"."Uhhh no i just heard noises and wanted to make sure things were ok.", I said. The boy said, "You sure, your cock says otherwise.". With that the boy started pushing back and fucking his Daddy. "Oh my boy still wants Daddys cock. You want another load boy?", Daddy said. "Fuck yes " in a whining panting moaning sound. Daddy gripped his boys waist and started pounding. I was just staring at that. A few moments later the Daddy said," Squeeze bitch", and i saw the boy wince his face and then the Daddy said, "Ahh here it comes another charged load boy". I moved closer and the Daddy pulled out and his cock was all covered in cum and ass juice. I just dropped to my knees and licked him clean. "Good boy. You like Daddy cock don't you.", i looked up and didn't know what to say other than keep sucking his cock. He then ordered me to clean up his boy. I hesitated and he grabbed my head and shoved it in his boys ass. The biker shorts had a back zipper for easy access. I stuck my face in and tongue and lapped him up. The boy pushed his back further back and he said, "Ohhhhhhhh eat me but don't suck it all out, i want Daddy's seed in me." The boy stood up, zipped up and turned around and pulled down his shorts. His cock was wet with precum and i swallowed him hole. All the while i didn't realize his Daddy was now behind me pulling down my pants....

------- 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 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

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.

First dose down the hatch. T-minus 7 days, can’t wait for that first load.

Bing a cum dumpster is a great life and a great Pleasure pursuit. So many guys need a place they can safely fuck and cum, with no fear of causing pregnancy and no fear or requirement of a relationship; just good carnal bliss to unload their nuts. And once you experience group use like that, you will never want anything else loaded up to the point your ass is leaking cum when you get up and start trying to walk and it's running down your legs. The slut high will make you want even more. Just be sure to get on PrEP and tested regularly for STI's nd you will have a very fulfilling promiscuous sex life that most male fantasize about but never live.

I just got my notification that everything has been completed and the prescription sent to the pharmacy from heymistr. I am excited to start prep, I’ve always been too apprehensive to BB especially anon. I went to the bathhouse a couple times, but each time left feeling frustrated I couldn’t let go and enjoy myself. That all changes soon enough. Hopefully very soon you can find me in club orlando one weekend in the sling with cum flooding my hole.

I don’t want to leave the impression that I’m not all too keenly aware of the degree to which commercial interests have bought and sold the soul of many journalism outlets. Back when I was getting my degree (lo these many moons ago) it was the age when traditional newspapers and news magazines were just beginning to teeter on the edge of the electronic abyss that would soon begin to swallow them. We could see it coming then, the hungry capitalists with their sharp knives closing in, ready to carve up the Fourth Estate into pieces small enough to haul away, and by God they didn’t waste any time. It’s been a state of siege ever since, with responsible professional journalists trying to hold the line against “infotainment” and “sponsored content” to preserve the integrity of reporting so people would be able to trust that they are being told the truth when they hear the news. Without that trust, the whole enterprise is meaningless. And so we arrive today at a point in the battle where the cause is nearly lost. There are now people who refuse to believe anything a reporter writes simply because he’s a reporter. Even though you have some understanding, your own cynicism is now so deep that you write off the majority of outlets as either too far left or too far right to be trusted, and declare that there essentially isn’t anyone left in the center. Even the basic definition of what journalism actually is is disappearing from the public consciousness. Whether you, a clearly educated and informed person, realize it or not, you fail to make the very marked distinction between CNN, which regardless of whatever slant it may be perceived to take is nonetheless practicing actual journalism, and Fox News, which has so unmistakably converted into a propaganda engine (propaganda, by definition, is not only not journalism, it’s the anathema of journalism) that its major viewership draws aren’t even considered part of its “news” division anymore. You cannot simply refer to Fox as having a “journalistic slant” in the same way as you do CNN or a similar serious outlet. It’s a false equivalency. Have you ever noticed that the great majority of photographs of Donald Trump show him with his mouth wide open? (Aside from the ones in which he’s clearly about to voice an expletive.) I think it’s because it’s so difficult to catch him in any other position. The truth takes time. Facts take time. Research takes time. Getting it right and being sure takes time. Pulling bullshit out of your ass takes seconds, even less if your asshole is located conveniently beneath your nose and never completely closes. Preparing an accurate news report in the public interest can take hours. Shouting “Fake news!” takes precisely 0.88 seconds. But Trump isn’t the cause, he’s just the most egregious symptom of an indolent, selfish, greedy, self-satisfied, unthinking culture in decline. The decay of social grace in online communication is another symptom. The apps aren’t causing people to forget what it means to be civilized - we were barely civilized to begin with. All the apps do is show what we look like without the masks on. So to my mind the plight of journalism to sustain its integrity is merely a part of a desperate struggle in our time in which there are about four billion too many humans on this planet for it to comfortably accommodate, and we are currently in the throes of determining whether Homo sapiens, as a species, is going to rise above its limitations and achieve a new enlightenment, or fall backward onto its neolithic foundations and club itself to death. I’m not optimistic. Unless. If humanity can hang on long enough for two generations - possibly three - currently living to die off, humanity might make it through. I can see possibilities in the Gen-Z kids, Millennials, too, though not as strongly. Gen-X’rs like me didn’t achieve the critical mass needed, and too many of us became jaded by the hardness of life in an unsustainable world and lost our ideals. All these people desperately trying to impose the values of a passing generation onto the future may succeed in passing their odious, backward-facing laws for today - but tomorrow, the young will be the ones deciding, and they’ll simply change it all back the way they want it. God speed them. The pendulum swings. It never stops swinging. I believe that if I believe nothing else. We may now live in a time when chaos rules the day, up is down, truth is a lie, and justice is a comedy routine. But the pendulum will swing back. And you can quote me on that.

love spit play (even pheglem play) such an action of dominance and control… Fuck Yes !

I neither wrote or implied there is. What I wrote was, there is nothing Progressive about the perception. While I agree with your ideas of the universality of racism, I do not agree that with long, hard work, it cannot be rectified. You may call me a Bleeding Heart Liberal if you'd like, but you may not call me a supporter of slavery - past, present, or future. The Ukrainian society may well be as infected with anti-Black racism, but that does not equate to Nazism. Our country is deeply infected with racism too. What we do to root it out is what counts. I too am dismayed to see this anti-Black racism in the Ukraine, as well as around the corner here in FL, and under every other rock in the world. How about we work together to that end?

I love anon. It's the sleaziest .

If you would let it go for a guy who was 20 and hot, I would let it go for this guy too. Unless your real problem was with the guys age. Guys will always be “grabby” at a bathhouse. You can’t prevent it. After two polite no’s, usually a solid shove, guys will get the message.

I have quite a few times. Been told to fuck off a few times. Sucked a lot of straight cock because of it too. The single greatest time I did and it worked out was when a repairman came to our house we were renting to fix and appliance. When he arrived I had been jerking off to cocksucker porn and I never finished, so I was horny as fuck. He was there maybe an hour and as he was done he asked to take a piss before he left. I guided him to the bathroom and all I could think of was how bad I wanted to suck his cock. When he came out I just went for it and asked if he wanted a blowjob before he left. There was a long pause, then he looked at his watch and said he had 30 minutes to kill before his next job and a blowjob sounded like a good way to do it. I was elated and even moreso when he unleashed one of the thickest 7 inch cocks I have ever seen. Needless to say, when he left we were both very satisfied.

I call it , as you might guess, fuckhole. I don't care what HE calls it as long as it ends up leaking his load(s) and is thoroughly used and abused.

"FUCK YEAH! Breed my hole with your huge experienced poz cock! Use me as your fuckhole, to your pleasure, do whatever you want. I want it too! Come on, give me your beautiful hard cock, I fucking need it inside me. And that jar of cum, pour it in me. Toxic, is it? Fill my holes with it. Breed me, use my holes, fucking rape my body!" I was not even ashamed of saying it. I was incredibly horny, and the two hot men with me in the room could literally do whatever they wanted. They looked at each other, smiled piggy, and Peter said: "Thats my boy. My slut. My whore! You want my cock and this cum? "Yes sir. I need it. NOW!" "You may need it, but WE decide when you get it, okay?." Michael replied from the side. "Of course, sir. Whatever you like" "This jar" Peter said, pointing at the jar of white liquid beside me at the bed, "is the result of a long weekend. Its 32 loads in there. "Oh, thats many loads." I said, starting to get slightly anxious. "Will you give me all of it?" "Dont let him come down again" Michael said quickly, feed him more Poppers!" Seemingly thinking the same thing, Peter was already moving his hand to my face, forcing me to breathe more poppers. Ten seconds hit, and ten seconds hold as before. Again I felt the rush through my body, and all anxiety was gone. I wanted this. The cock, the cum. No, actually, I wanted cocks, both of them at the same time. And I hoped that the door would go up, and a bunch of other hot breeder pigs would enter, with rock hard cocks and full balls. "Now, yes, you will have everything. Every drop in the jar." "Yes, master, I want that sperm inside me. The full jar of your sperm, please." "No, pig slut. This is not all mine. And not michaels.." Peter said, with deliberate mystery in his voice "FUCKIN HOT! Whos is it then? Are there more teachers in this training program?" "No, im afraid Michael and me are the only teacher youll meet before you gradate. But after that of course, you will not see the end of the line... " "Of course, i understand, sir." I said. My body was warm, my mind was piggy. "Well, to be honest, I am not sure who gave all these loads." "Why?" "As two poz pigs, we have many interests. In the circles we o the most, our group of friends, fuckbuddies, acquaintances and boyfriends share one important hobby. Which is crucial to understand, love and always improve on - if you want to succeed as a whore in our stable." "What, sir?" We will teach it to you now. Its an art, its beautiful, its horny, its carnal, its piggy, its sleay, its raunchy, its all those adjectives that you will write in the searchbar on your computer, looking for porn from now on. Its amazing, its intense, its intimate, its dirty, its wild. "What is it sir? You know I will do anything now!" _________________ What do you think it was? What do you hope happened? They were taking their time using me, no hurry whatsoever. _________________

I can’t wait to read what’s in store for Max. I love Franco so far, he’s perfect for Alex and Max. The moment when the King came to Alex and Max was truly well done, brought tears to my eyes. He loves his son. You amaze me with how you’ve demonstrated that Alex just has this quality that makes people want to love him and care for him. And everything he does, everything he says makes me feel that way too. It’s his vulnerability, his openness, his kindness, his naughty playfulness like a little scamp… And every time someone comes to his defense, or does something nice for him it just makes my heart beat faster.

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."

Chapter 8 I looked into dads eyes. He held my gaze and our eyes locked onto each other. The pain was sharp and I wanted it to end but looking at dad stopped me from resisting any further. I was safe. This was my dad. He was going to take care of me. But he had the head of his cock inside me. My dad. But all the hits from the pipe and the bottle made it easy to put those thoughts to the side and focus on what we were here for. Fucking. The pain was new though and I noticed that my cock was soft because of it. "Take deep breaths in and out. It will make this easier ok? I'm not going to hurt you son." He was hurting me now but I did as he said and took a deep breath in through my nostrils and then let it go out of my mouth. "That's it son. Just like that." I took another deep breath in. When I let it go, dad pushed more of his cock inside me. The pain went from sharp to something more like intense pressure in my hole. As he pushed his cock deeper, I could feel my hole stretching for it. My exhale came with a sigh of pleasure at the end. Dad closed his eyes tight like he was in pain but it seemed to pass quickly. He opened his eyes and looked back down at me. "You are so tight son. I almost came you feel so good. Are you ok?" I nodded first. "Yeah dad" I whispered. "Are you all the way in?" Dad chuckled. He grabbed my hand and pulled it down to his cock. There was still so much of it left! I wrapped my hand around the base of dads cock and thats when I realized. I looked over to where the bowl where the pipe was laying. "Uh dad do we need a condom?" He smiled at the question. "That's the beauty of what we're doing Coop. You trust me right? Do you trust your dad?" I nodded again. "Son I want your first time to be as pure and natural as it ever will be. This first time should be raw son. Nothing between you and your dad. What you feel pushing in you son," he began pushing more of his cock into me, "is your dad's bare cock going deeper into the hole I made." My eyes went wide at those words. I hadnt thought about it that way. He made me. I always knew that, sure, but right now as we were getting as close as two people could, it hit me that I was losing my virginity to the man who brought me into the world. That should have made me feel at least confused but I noticed that my cock was hard as steel again as I stroked it and moaned softly. "Yeah? Is it starting to feel good son? You like how your dads cock feels inside you?" Again, I nodded. "Youre inside me dad. You feel....oh dad....feels...so deep." His eyes widened at those words and suddenly I felt him thrust deep in me and I heard and felt his balls slap against my ass. I lost my breath for a second as my body took on the force of dads thrust. I closed my eyes and tried not to make it look like the shock also came with pain. I could feel the fullness of dads cock in me. "Now son. Now I'm all the way deep inside you. You have all of your dads cock up in you son. Raw. Just as its supposed to be." I nodded still working to breathe away the pain. He held himself there propped up above me. I could tell he was giving me time to work this out. And after a couple of deep breaths, it was just the pressure again. Something must have shown in my face because as I relaxed more, dad brought the weight of his body back down on top of mine and whispered in the ear closer to the wall, "You feel so good Coop. I love you so much son." "I love you too dad" I whimpered. Dad pressed his lips to mine and we began making out again, our passion and love all in that kiss. "So fucking hot" I heard one of the guys say, reminding me that we werent alone. Having dad pop my cherry was so intense I almost forgot the three guys watching. I tried to look over through my peripheral vision and couldnt make out any real details but it was clear that they were totally focused on us. We were putting on a show. Me and my dad letting guys watch our incestuous act. All this running in my brain while dad and I were making out somehow made me even harder and I felt dad press himself harder against me and inside me like he wanted to get even deeper. I met his weight by pushing up against him and wrapping my legs around his waist again. Thats when I felt him start to rock inside me. Slow at first not pulling out much but gradually working into a slow rhythm of fucking. The pressure was subsiding now and I was starting to feel him hit what must have been the spot he rubbed when he fingered me. His cock had found it and it made me moan when dads raw thickness brushed up against it. Dad lifted himself onto his knees not altering his speed. Keeping it steady and long. He was pulling almost all the way out and leaving only the head in and then slowly pushing back balls deep into me. It almost felt like a tease. I didnt want him to pull out but that motion would get that spot. "You guys like what you see?" I looked at the guys and they didnt need words to answer dads question. The look on all of their faces I figured out later was need. Dad and I were experiencing something they wouldnt be able to. This was special and this was probably the closest they were ever going to come to incest, to family sex that was this loving and connected. "My sons hole is so tight, wrapping around my raw cock." He leaned back slightly and Grant came closer to the bed getting a close up look at dads cock slowly pushing back into me and causing me to moan in pleasure. His huge cock was dripping pre cum as he stroked it. Seeing dad inside my hole he hissed a long "fuuuuuuck." "Dad your cock feels so good." I wanted to help dad with what he was doing by making things dirty and twisted the way all these guys seemed to like it. I did get a reaction but they were grunts from the guys. They were beyond words now. "Yeah son?" We weren't whispering anymore. "Your hole feels so good around my raw cock. You are so beautiful son." "You made me dad." And even though we were doing this for the guys, it was still working on us and that definitely worked on dad as his face turned just then. He looked like he was focusing, concentrating really hard, and he sped up his fucking too. "Oh fuck son. My beautiful son. Perfect...fuck...fuck...I'm gonna...oh I'm close son." He unwrapped my legs and pulled them up bent at the knees so my feet were planted against his chest. As his thrusts got faster he kept hitting that spot over and over and it was getting me to my edge too. "Dad youre hitting that....oh dad....youre gonna...make...me...cum too dad." "Let me see that load son. Spray that cum everywhere son! I'm gonna breed you son. You want that? You want the cum that made you shooting deep in you son?" "Yeah dad! Fuck the cum out of me dad! Breed your son dad I want that cum dad!" And that did it. My cock just started spraying rope after rope of cum, my body just convulsing and losing total control. I was only stable on the bed because at the same time, dad thurst hard into me and I could feel his full weight pressed against my hole as he screamed out with his head tilted back "I'm cumming in you son. Take this load of the cum that fucking made you!" I swear guys in the hall would have been able to hear it. Dad stayed in that position while he came what seemed at least as big a load as mine. His body kept spazzing too up against my hole. It was so hot realizing that dad was shooting his cum in me. I hadnt ever thought about that before. Dad had taken my virginity. When he finally came out of his cum haze he leaned back down and lay on top of me making out. I was still coming down from my own orgasm, easily the biggest and best I had ever had before. And it was dad who gave it to me. I wrapped my arms around him. I was in love with this man. Yes, the way a son should love a dad but also in love with him. I didnt want to leave this moment in my life. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen" I heard Luke say. Dad and I turned to them and saw that they were still stroking their cocks. Either they came and stayed hard or hadnt cum yet. I didnt see any cum but mine in the room. Some of my ropes of cum hit the wall next to and behind the bed. Dad turned from them back to me. "You up for more?"

Moving on... ------- Chapter 2.1 - A Reunion ------- "hey dude long time no talk u ok?" was the message that popped up on Ric's regular phone. It had been over a month since Ric had visited Joe at his brother's place right after he moved into his first dorm room. School had kept him busy and he really didn't want Joe to think he was clinging to him. He'd rather have a few visits rather than none, so he figured that he would let Joe contact him rather than chatting all the time like he wanted. He got excited, but didn't want to show it, so he sent "Been busy with school but ok. hbu?" an hour later. Seconds later he got a response from Joe "ikr work crazy n we moved 2 new place u want to come see it? ill make dinner." "Gr8. when?" Ric sent back a few minutes later, still trying not to show how happy he was to be talking with Joe again. "Fri? u can spend wkend if no tests" Joe sent back a few seconds later. Ric knew that he had a connection to Joe like he had to few other people. It wasn't just Joe's bug inside of him but he really cared about him. Joe understood how he thought and they were similar in many ways. Joe had changed his life and Ric appreciated it. He remembered that Joe had made a comment when they met at the swim clinic months earlier that they were like brothers and he really did think that. Joe was the brother he never had. He sent back "Friday good. No tests next week." He wanted to add "Horny as fuck" but decided to not press it. "Yay can u get here or shud I send uber?" Joe replied right away and followed up with his new address. Ric copied the address, put it in Joe's contact entry and then plugged it into the maps app to see how to get there. It looked like it would take an hour to get to Joe's apartment via bus but he would rather learn the transit system than impose on Joe. It would also help him be more mobile for his escorting jobs. "I can get there. what time?" Ric asked. "after 5:30pm Kyle wont b home til 7" Joe answered and Ric sent back "K". The week seemed to drag and he could hardly wait until Friday afternoon. As he sat in the lecture hall waiting for his 2pm class to start he sent a message to Joe "bring anything?" and about five minutes into class got a reply from Joe - "condoms lol speedo 4 pool" He hoped Joe was joking about condoms because he was counting on taking and giving several loads with him and Kyle. He hadn't thought about bringing a swim suit so he added it to the list of things to pack. He finished his two afternoon classes before he went back to his dorm. As was the norm for his floor, there were several drunk people already staggering down the halls. He realized some people set up their schedule so they didn't have classes on Friday afternoon and could start the party early. Ric put on some jogging shorts, grabbed a towel, his shower stuff and walked down the hall. He knew that both tattoos were at least partially visible, but after his experiences in the shower lately he decided that he wasn't going to hide them anymore. No one seemed to care or notice. He cleaned out, showered and walked back to his room, spotting several guys checking him out. One bumped into him, knocking him against the wall and felt him up before saying "Fuck yeah. Thanks, hot stuff" and then stumbled away. Ric laughed and walked back to his room. He dressed in the outfit he picked out the night before - the jeans Joe had bought him at their first meeting, a low cut tank that showed off his body, chest hair and parts of the upper tattoo and some sandals. Ric went through his list and packed his backpack full of the few things he knew he needed for the weekend. He even had scored a bag of weed since he knew Joe and Kyle loved it. He was sure the guy, Larry, screwed him on the price since he had no idea what it should cost, but at least he threw in a package of rolling papers and a lighter. Larry called it the "New Customer Package." He waited for the elevator to come and looked around. Two girls were leaning against a wall kissing, a pair of guys were talking to each other and another guy was squeezing his cock through his jeans as he glanced around. Another guy came up just as the elevator arrived and smiled at Ric. "Lookin good, Ric" the guy said, giving him a wink. Ric couldn't remember the guy's name, but obviously the other guy knew his. They piled into the elevator and the guy that had been grabbing his junk stood in front of Ric. He backed up and ground his ass on Ric's crotch, letting out a soft moan as he felt Ric's cock stiffen. Ric made a mental note that there were at least a few more queer people than he thought on his dorm floor and some were interested in playing, or at least flirting. It was only his second time on the bus but he at least had a clue this time. He had to transfer twice but showed up a block away from Joe's apartment at 5:20pm. Ric was almost relieved to get off the bus with several guys eyeing him. He wasn't sure if they were horny or looking to mug him. Hopping off the bus, he was so nervous he almost wanted to open the bag of pot and roll himself a joint, but he didn't know how. "Another thing I need Joe to teach me" Ric thought. He walked a few blocks in the wrong direction and then got the map app take him to Joe's building showing up just a few minutes after 5:30. Ric slowly went through the directory and found an entry for "Joe N Kyle", he crossed his fingers and pressed the button. "Yo" came Joe's voice over the speaker. "It's Ric" he said and heard the door buzz. Ric went in and called an elevator, pressing 4 as he got in. He laughed to himself, thinking the building was close to the one that he had met Paul at for the escorting gig when he was touring the university the previous Spring. He got out on the fourth floor and found Joe's apartment and tapped on the door. Joe opened it, dressed only in some thin, silky shorts with the tail of the scorpion tat poking above the waistband. "Fuck yeah. It's so good to see you" Joe yelled out, dragging Ric into the apartment by his jeans. Before he could even set down his backpack, Joe had him planted against the wall kissing him deeply. Ric was a little surprised but was kissing him back almost immediately. Their tongues danced and spit was swapped back and forth for a minute until Joe stepped back and looked Ric over. "Shit, just as sexy as you were last time. God, I've missed you. I like the mustache with the beard. You've lost some weight though. Bad food or is the bug hittin you?" Joe said, licking his lips. "I can say the same. I see the mohawk is coming back. It looks hot, but I think you got the weight I lost. For me, I guess its from stress and crappy food" Ric replied, chuckling. "Toss your bag in the bedroom, I need to chop some shit up for dinner" Joe said as Ric looked around. Everything seemed to be new and he looked out of the large windows at the hazy cityscape. He spied the doors across from the kitchen and looked inside the left one and saw the bed. He dropped his backpack inside and fished out the baggie of pot before walking back into the living room. Ric dropped the baggie on the coffee table and then made his way to the kitchen. Leaning up against the wall he watched Joe chop some veggies up and was surprised at how good he seemed to be. "Watch a lot of cooking shows on TV or did you go to school for that?" Ric asked. "Too many cooking shows while totally baked in college. Sometimes a souffle sounds really good when you're stoned, sometimes its a bag of chips" Joe replied as he kept slicing and dicing. "I guess I'll have to learn that skill but my toaster oven is probably not going to cut it" Ric replied. "You really need to get out of the dorms. Find a good roommate or two and get an apartment. Preferably ones that love to fuck" Joe replied, laughing loudly. "Well, I know I'm stuck for at least freshman year. I finally found a decent roommate though. It was my third try. If there's anyone I want to poz up for revenge its the first one. Fuckin homophobic prick" Ric replied. "God, there's a couple that I'd love to do that to. A coach too. Damn I can see that asshole on his knees begging for cock, too. I've heard a few stories. Maybe he was jealous. I was fuckin all the star athletes, just not him" Joe said as he chopped harder. Ric was a little worried that his temper was going to make him slice something other than veggies. Joe finished the onion and turned to Ric with a big grin. "The only one that got pozzed was the one you helped me with. I never thought I had a chance to tap him again after I got knocked up, but you were the one that made it happen" Joe said. Slowly he walked over and hugged Ric again before kissing him once more. Ric wasn't sure how to take Joe's comment until Joe said "You're still the best escorting gig I've done. It wasn't about pozzing you. Hell, I would have loved to do that same meet if I was neg. At the start you didn't even want to admit you were gay. I just wanted to teach you it's ok to be queer and you need to be happy with who you are. I saw a lot of myself in you and remember how hard it was to understand I was gay" Joe said, pausing for another kiss. "I told you I look at us like brothers and I mean it." Joe said. Ric hugged Joe and kept pulling him tighter. "You're like the brother that I always wanted. Whether my dad really knew what he was doing when he hired you, I have no idea. I'm so glad he did, because it could have turned out much worse. You cared. You tried to make me into a better person and you have" Ric said as he began to kiss Joe. It was a minute later before Joe dragged Ric to the couch and the two continued groping and kissing each other. It took another few minutes and Ric's shirt was on the floor. A minute later, Joe's shorts were nearby. Ric's shoes and jeans were next and the two studs were grinding against each other wearing only matching black jockstraps. Joe laughed. "I broke the first rule of escorting with you, but I don't regret it. Sometimes instinct is better than rules" he said, giving Ric's cock a firm squeeze. Joe moved first, working his way down Ric's neck before latching on to his left pierced nipple and sucking on it. After a few minutes he felt Ric's cock break free of the top band on the jockstrap he'd bought Ric on their first meeting. Joe moved over to the right side and sucked on and played with Ric's right nipple. After a few minutes he worked his way further down before he kissed the biohazard tattoo, with Ric's hard cock poking under his chin. Joe licked over the covered tip of Ric's cock before wrapping his lips over the end and sucking on it. He was a little disappointed that all he tasted was clean skin, but knew that was only going last a short time. Ric put up no resistance when Joe raised up his hips and began moaning loudly when Joe's face pressed into his ass. He raised his hands up and pulled his legs back, trying to spread his legs wider to give Joe better access. Joe dug his tongue in deeper and began to tongue fuck Ric's hole. Joe gave a quick tug and his cock was free of the jockstrap pouch and dripping precum all over his new couch. He remembered the first time he tried this and Ric just laid there moaning. Now he was working his hole around Joe's tongue like an expert bottom. Joe worried that since he didn't taste any lube, Ric didn't want or expect to get fucked, but his hole was clean and ready. He forced some more spit in and felt Ric relax his hole. Joe desperately wanted to feel Ric's ass gripping his cock again. He knew it wouldn't be that virgin hole he popped almost a year ago, but it would probably feel even better. Joe licked up from the hole over Ric's taint and gripped the bulge in his jockstrap with his teeth. He heard a growl from Ric and lowered his ass down, rubbing his cock between the two muscled mounds. "I own this hole" Joe snarled as he speared his cock into the tight pucker, squeezing in a few inches and then glared at Ric's face. Ric grinned and replied "You fuckin' do. Been a long time since you been in it. Show me how bad you need it." Joe pulled back and thrust back in several inches. "That all ya got?" Ric asked and seconds later started to laugh. "Asshole. We can't all be hung like you. Even your dad isn't" Joe replied, starting to laugh before he could even finish his sentence. Joe pulled back until the head of his cock was tight against Ric's outer ring and plunged back in. "Yeah, that's more like it!" Ric said. Joe continued the long strokes and realized that this was a very different fuck than he'd ever had with Ric. It was playful and fun, just like two brothers might have and how many of his fucks with his brother Mark were. They watched each other's faces, realizing how much both were enjoying it. Their comments were taunting, but never intending to hurt the other. He plowed away, feeling Ric's hole get slicker with precum and it just let him fuck faster. Ric pulled his face down and kissed him briefly before he started to milk Joe's cock. "You want this poz load, bro?" Joe asked as his thrusts got harder. "Won't do no good. You knocked me up a long time ago" Ric replied as he clamped down on Joe's cock. Joe chuckled as he kept pounding Ric's ass. His mind raced, trying to find a good comeback and just as he slowed his thrusts down he said "You better be leaving a trail of newly charged freshman." On his fourth hard thrust, Joe's cock sprayed out his charged load inside Ric's hungry pussy. He looked down and Ric was in bliss before he closed his eyes and emptied his balls. He knew how Ric felt at that moment. Feeling another man flood your guts with cum always felt good, but when you were as connected as they were, it was a million times better. When Joe's cock stopped pulsing he leaned forward and kissed Ric again. He realized this was as close to his connection with Kyle as he'd ever felt with anyone besides his brother. In some ways it scared him but it also felt so right. The smile on Ric's face told him he wasn't the only one. He slowly pulled out and looked down, seeing a few streaks of cum nestled in Ric's chest hair and chuckled. Ric opened his eyes and breathed deep. "Thank you" Ric said softly. "No, Thank you" Joe replied.

I’m definitely in this category! Sad that I often get rejected cause I don’t pnp, engage in the “lifestyle “. But there are plenty guys like me who simply enjoy naked sweaty bareback fucks

? According to my calendar, it’s Thursday, at least in this part of the world? But hey, I have always found Thursday nights to be the most productive night of the week when I host, easily. I plan my outings around Thursdays. As to what I think about... Just before he walks in the door the thought usually goes though my head: He’s coming. He’ll be here any second and when he comes in he’s going to fuck me. He’s going to touch my cunt and put himself inside me and use me for his own pleasure. He’s going to breed me, and there’s nothing I can do to prevent it now because he’s practically here. And then he comes in, and does all of that. But while he’s doing it, my thoughts actually become quite technical: Is this the best angle for my hips for him? Maybe a slight tilt upward will give better friction How is he responding to the sound I’m making? Is this guy one who gets off on grunting or whimpering? Does he want to compete, conquer, or breed? (I could end up in any state by the time he’s done with me, but it helps to get an idea of what flips his switch) Is he getting close? Check his hip action - is it time to start rhythmic contractions to help enhance his orgasm? Or is he enjoying the free play of a loose cunt to much to risk it? And, on very, very rare occasions, when the Top is such a masterful fucksmith that he overwhelms me, I allow myself not to analyze at all and just absorb the sensation: ohhhhhhh myyyyyyy ffuuuuucckkkkinggg cuuuunnnnntttt- — Please. Please. Don’t. Ever. Stop. I. Beg. You. To. Fuck. Me. Like. This. Just. Like. This. Forever.

Chlamydia and gonorrhea. i test every 3 months (almost always positive on 1 of these or both together)

2. Leaning up again the door to our room, a skinny Asian boy was on his knees, sucking off a an older guy. I felt bad breaking up their activity, but my hole was itching, and there was only one way to scratch it. They headed off towards the dark room, no doubt to pick up where I had interrupted them. In the room, TJ and I put down our bags. "Goddamn," TJ said. "Did that just happen? That guy? Just getting blown in the hall?" "Yeah," I said. "It did. And that's kinda tame for this club. You should see the glory holes." "How did I not know about this before? It's fucking amazing. That your favorite place? The glory holes?" It was hard to pick a favorite part of the club. There were so many parts I had memories of: the glory holes; the maze; the sling room; and, of course, the simple pleasures of getting pounded in a private room. "Well, now you know," I said. "And there are so many parts of the club I like." "You're gonna have to show me," TJ said. I put down my bag. I needed to get naked, get high, and get fucked. "What's the envelope?" I asked him. "Dunno," he said. He opened it. "Damn. Score!" he said, pulling out a small bag of white crystals, and another of four oblong blue tablets. "This is going to be a great night. You better be up for it, cocksucker." He put down his bag as well and pulled out a bottle of water. He popped one of the viagra, and swallowed it. "You need another hit from the pipe, don't you?" he said. It was a command, not a question. "Yeah," I said. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and undid my khakis. With each piece of work clothing I took off, another set of inhibitions was removed. By the time I got down to the jock strap, there would be very little I wouldn't do. With another few hits from the pipes, even those last inhibitions would fall to the side. I took another look at TJ, even as I fumbled with the zipper on my pants. I had been taught to see black men as ugly and something slightly less than human. Likewise for so many other ethnic types: Latinos, Asians, Native Americans, Jews, and Arabs. Perfection was a blond-haired, blue-eyed man of unimpeachable Nordic stock. Even my dark brown hair seemed like a fundamental personal failing. Despite TJ's muscular build and thick, hard cock it was hard for me to think of him as an equal, much less a superior. But yet, I was staring at his cock, imagining what it would feel like down my throat again or how it would feel sliding in and out of my hole. I couldn't believe I was lowering myself down even below his level, but in my drug-clouded mind, it was the only right thing to do. "You can leave the jock strap on," TJ said, as I finished taking off my pants. "Keep your dick out of the way." "Ok," I said. My mind was racing under the influence of the crystal. I was staring at TJ, as he undressed, wanting to get back on my knees to suck him off, thinking about the guys I had seen wandering the halls, wanting to bend over and let them fuck me. TJ pulled off his shirt, exposing a broad, muscular chest with the slightest spray of black hair across his pecs. Everything about TJ, from his physical presence dominating the room, to his cock straining against his shorts, all the way to his scent now filling my nostrils screamed "man" to me. But it was hard to reconcile these signals with what I had been taught for so many years, that he was only slightly more evolved than a monkey. "Can't decide if you want to beat me up or suck me off, can you cocksucker?" TJ asked. I nodded, still staring at the black man. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his shorts. His cock sprang free. It was hard and erect and his balls hung low, heavy with cum. I felt small. I was shorter than him, skinnier than him, and behind my jock strap, my dick was limp and helpless, a victim of the booty bump I had done earlier. "It's ok," TJ continued. "You can still get on your knees and suck me off." It was barely even a command but I still followed. I dropped to my knees, submissive in front of the black man. "Feels better, doesn't it, knowing your place?" I nodded. I tried not to think what my old friends would say, me obeying a black man's every command. I should have been the strong one here and it should have been my cock getting sucked. But instead, it was me on my knees and the black man's cock nestled against my lips. I started to get up, to reinstate the proper order of things and to set the world right. "No, faggot," TJ said. He put his hand on my shoulder and pressed me back down to the floor. "On your knees. Where you belong." I tried once more to stand up, but I was no match for TJ. Effortlessly, he held me down with one hand, and used the other to guide his cock back to my lips. "Give it some attention. You choked on it earlier and loved every moment. You can do it again." I opened my mouth, and took the dark head of his cock into my mouth. There was a bead of pre-cum, slightly salty and bitter, that spread across my tongue. TJ moved his hand to the back of my head, guiding me further down his shaft. "Come on cocksucker," he continued, taking a step back and forcing me to shuffle forward. He sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide for me to kneel between. "Let's see how good this crystal is." I did my best to stay on his cock and stole an occasional glance as he prepared the hit. He grabbed his pipe from his bag, and carefully loaded the bowl with a few large shards. I heard the hiss of the lighter, and the barely audible crackle of the crystal melting. "Did you know the guy?" TJ asked. I nodded, not daring to take my mouth off of his dick. "I figured. Has he fucked you before?" I nodded again. I had lost track of the number of loads Dennis had given me. "Damn. He use a condom?" I shook my head. Dennis was adamant about condoms. He never used them. "Fuckin' nasty faggot, taking it bareback." I forced myself to go further down on his cock, further debasing myself. I glanced up enough to see him stick the stem of the pipe in his mouth, then a relative silence as he inhaled the thick white clouds. "You let a lot of guys fuck you, don't you?" I nodded again. It was true. I had tried to keep track starting on New Year's Day, but had pretty much lost track by the time Valentine's Day rolled around. As my personal testament to the enduring power of love, I had partied that weekend and lost track after 7 guys had cum in me. By then, my total for the year was well over a hundred. That had been four months ago and my pace had only picked up. TJ exhaled and a white cloud momentarily occluded his head before drifting down slowly towards me. "How many?" he asked. I pulled off of his black shaft just enough to speak. "I don't know. At least a few hundred in my life." I had never told anyone that and had barely even admitted it to myself. Each individual man seemed ok: it had felt like the right thing at the time, sucking him off or letting him fuck me. But then, over days, weeks, and months, they added up, until it was painfully obvious that I was little more than a cockslut. "Maybe more," I said, now fully aware of how he saw me. "Tweaker slut," he said. TJ stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Time for you to do another hit. You need to be high." Even though the booty bump had me flying, I was more than ready for another hit. TJ held the torch under the bowl. It heated up quickly so soon after the last hit, and I inhaled deeply. The stuff Dennis had given TJ was very good; even from the first wisp, I could feel it hitting my blood and brain. I inhaled as much as I could, watching TJ carefully. When I thought I had taken as much as I could, I nodded, but he just smiled. "A little more, tweaker boy. For me." I did my best, even though my lungs felt like they were about to explode. TJ eventually relented, and took the still-smoking pipe from my mouth. He put it down on a towel next to him, then turned back to me. "Hold it," he said. I needed fresh air, not the intoxicating clouds of the crystal, but I did as he said. "You ever gotten fucked by a black guy?" he asked me. I was about to say something, but TJ put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. I thought I could stand it, but it was only a few seconds before I felt smothered. Every second meant that more of the crystal entered my body and I lost more control over my actions. Even just keeping my eyes on TJ seemed to get harder and harder as the seconds ticked by and the room seemed to get darker and darker. Just as I thought I couldn't stand another second, TJ released his grip, and I coughed, expelling the thickest cloud I had done in ages. "Answer me, boy," he said. "You ever let a black guy fuck you?" I was still coughing, trying to regain my composure. Before I had a chance to think clearly, I started to speak. "Never been fucked by a nigg..." Luckily, I caught myself, and shut my mouth before said anything else. "What did you say, faggot?" TJ asked me. "Nothing. I said. "Was just coughing." "No. You were starting to say something there. We both know that." His words were taut and clipped. He knew what I was going to say. And I had failed to weasel my way out from admitting it. "Now tell me what you were going to say," he continued. I didn't know where to look. If I looked him in the face I would have never been able to say what I had to say. If I looked at his cock, I would have had acknowledged the complete and utter power the black man held over me. I finally settled on staring at his chest and watched the muscles move with each breath he took. I took a deep breath as well. "I've never had a nigger fuck me," I said "That's what I thought you said," TJ said. I looked up at him. He was smiling. For a brief moment, I thought it was going to be ok. He would understand it was a slip of the tongue, under the influence of the crystal. But he grabbed my chin, and held it tightly. With his other hand, he slaps me. Hard. As I was gasping in pain, he spoke. "Fucking racist faggot." I expected him to slap me again; maybe even harder than the first. But instead he picked up the pipe and put it back in my mouth "You're going to do another hit for me tweaker. Hopefully it'll get some sense in you." He held the torch under the bowl. With the tiniest nod of his head, he let me know it was time to inhale. The pipe was already full of thick clouds and as soon as I drained it, it would re-fill. Once again, TJ was making me do a massive hit. It was not long before my lungs were bursting, and he gave no indication that it was time for me to stop. Finally, he put down the torch, and grabbed the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said, and put the stem in his own mouth. He did a hit, although it didn't seem anywhere near as big as mine. "Don't," he said, careful to let only the smallest cloud out as he spoke. He put down the pipe, and once more, held a hand over my mouth and pinched my nose closed. This time, the panic set in much earlier. I needed air, and I hated the knowledge that every second only made me more tweaked out, more out of control, more willing to do anything at all. Even kneeling between TJ's legs and him holding onto me mouth and nose, I started to struggle, trying to escape his grasp. "No, faggot," he said. "You're not gonna get away that easily," he said. He leaned in, exhaled his cloud right in my face, but did not release his grip on me. I was keeping my eyes open, but it was hard to see anything but his face right in front of me. "Tonight is your lucky night, tweaker. You're gonna get fucked by my nigger cock tonight. More than that. You're gonna get raped by a nigger cock. And if you are really lucky, you're gonna get raped by a few of us." He finally loosened his grip on my mouth and nose; I exhaled in a paroxysm of coughing, trying to catch my breath. "You want that?" I nodded. His thick black shaft was right in front of me, standing up straight, erect and proud, gently swaying in reaction to his easy breathing. "You want that," he asked me again. He slapped me on the face, hard enough that my ears were ringing. "Yes," I said. It was an automatic response, but it was suddenly the correct response. I needed to feel his black tool force its way into me and dominate me. It was crucial that he dominate me. As pathetic and banal as it was, he needed to make me his bitch. I had spent too much time looking down on black men, mentally and physically degrading them. It was not something I was proud of, and my apology was long over due. "Yes, sir," I said. The apology was not going to be easy. But I had no right to expect it to be simple. "Fuck, that's what I like to hear, cocksucker." He was smiling now. He put a hand on the back of my head, and guided me back to his cock. There some pre-cum at the tip, and I licked it up. My brain still rebelled at the thought of debasing myself in front of the black man, but I tried my best to suppress it. His erection was a beautiful display of masculinity and it was my honor to service it. "You said there were glory holes here?" I nodded. I didn't know what he had in mind. "Sweet. First place we're gonna visit. Let you taste the rainbow." He pressed against the back of my head, forcing me down onto his cock. This time, I willingly took his cockhead in my mouth. "First though, you're gonna show my black python some love as I hit this pipe. No way you're gonna be the only one with your head in the clouds." I closed my eyes and heard the familiar hiss of the torch. This time, TJ did a hit just as large as the ones he made me do. I stayed on my knees, trying to swallow his entire thick shaft. It seemed that each hit he did from the pipe only made his cock harder, in sharp contrast to me. I reached down, and felt my dick. It was soft and limp and stroking it seemed to make no difference. "Don't worry about your dick," TJ said. "The one in front of you is the one you need to focus on." He took another hit from the pipe. It was getting harder for me to take his cock. His shaft was like a steel rod, and I had to do all of the contortions to align it with my throat. But it felt so good to have him inside of me. My only regret was that he was not fucking my ass. But that hardly seemed like an impossibility. It would happen, and it would happen tonight. TJ did several more hits as I twisted and turned. I worked his shaft into my throat, and let him drip pre-cum right into my throat. Finally, he did one last massive hit. Even with my attention focused on his dick, I knew it was going to be a big one. He held it longer than I thought possible, before finally exhaling. The cloud overwhelmed the two of us, and for a moment, all I could see was the white fog. As it dispersed, he pulled me off his cock, and stared at me. "Time for the glory holes, cocksucker. Time to show your skills." TJ carefully put the pipe and torch on the table by the bed, then stood up. "Come on," he said. "Lead the way." I grabbed a bottle of poppers from my bag before wrapping the keys around my right wrist. I wasn't sure if it was still a signal anyone got, but it better to make it painfully clear than have any misunderstandings. I opened the door; with the light on in our room, it was better lit than the hallway. "This way," I said. The glory holes were on the same floor, although in order to get to them as a bottom, we had to navigate the maze. It was a Friday evening, and the club was getting crowded. A few guys tried to grope us. TJ gently removed their hands from his body. It made me feel even luckier that I was able to service him and to give him pleasure. Not everyone had this privilege and it was one I should treasure. We reached a series of stalls; each one had a hole in the far wall that opened onto a platform where the tops would stand. "Damn," TJ said, as he stood next to me in the stall. "Just stick their cock through the hole?" "Yeah," I nodded. "And you never see them?" "Nope," I said. We hardly had to wait, before a cock emerged from the darkness through the hole. In the dim light, it was hard to make out any details. It was darker than I expected; it might have been a Latino, an impression re-enforced by the foreskin that covered the head. "Uncut," TJ said. "You going to suck it?" "Yeah," I said. If I had not been flying on the crystal, if TJ had not been there, if I had not been sensitive to all the men I had turned down for bad reasons, I might have thought twice. I might have waited a while longer for my eyes to adjust and I might have been more careful about an uncut, brown-skinned dick. But I didn't. I cupped the stranger's heavy, warm balls in my hand and ran my tongue over the sensitive margin where his cockhead emerged from his foreskin. "Damn," TJ said, as my tongue darted under the foreskin. I could taste some sweat and pre-cum and the stranger's cock started to respond. It was a slow response at first, like a locomotive gathering steam. It thickened and lengthened slightly, pushing itself further into my mouth. Like the train, there was a grunt of pleasure, and the stranger shifted his weight, pressing himself against the thin plywood barrier that separated us. I leaned against the barrier as well, positioning myself to take more of the stranger's dick. "You're doing it," TJ muttered. Despite his incredulity at my actions, I saw out of the corner of my eye he was still stroking his cock. The plywood was cold at first, but warmed up from my body. It was just thick enough to ensure I would never know anything about the man I was sucking off, nor he about me. Its primary job was to keep us both totally anonymous while I did one of the most intimate acts one man can do for another. By then, the stranger's cock had gotten fully erect, a respectable seven inches or so, and nicely thick. It was not as big as TJ's, but it was still a mouthful. I took a quick snort from the poppers, and waited for them to hit before attempting to go any deeper. It was not long before the warm waves washed over me, and I felt my body relax and open up. I swallowed and the cockhead slid into my throat. It elicited another moan of pleasure from the unknown man, and he began to drip pre-cum. Powered by the poppers, I started to properly service his cock, going up and down his shaft and deep throating him. "Are you going to get him off?" TJ asked. I nodded, keeping the unknown man's cock in my mouth. It would have been the height of cockteasing to not let the man get off and there was no way I would let his precious fluid go to waste. Even letting him cum on my face would have been too wasteful for me. Plus, I wanted his seed. I wanted to know what this man tasted like and the best way to work him to a furious intensity where his only option was spew his load all over my gut. It did not take much before his moans started to get louder and he started to buck his hips. His balls were still cradled in one hand; I used the other to take a quick hit from the poppers. They relaxed me, enough for his cock to slide deeper into my throat. It was just a tiny bit of additional stimulation, but it was what he needed. "Oh fuck," he grunted, his voice clearly audible through the glory hole. "He's getting close?" TJ asked me. I nodded, just trying to focus all my attention on the stranger's cock. His balls pulled up tight, and there was one last hip thrust. His cock pulsed and a warm spray of jizz coated my throat. I swallowed the first spurt, massaging his shaft enough to get a second spurt. This turned into a virtuous cycle where each time I swallowed, I got another spurt of cum. Finally, his balls were drained, and I had a pool of cum in my stomach. As quickly as his cock had appeared in the glory hole, it disappeared, leaving TJ and me alone. "Who was that?" TJ asked me. "I don't know," I said. "He was a total stranger." "And you just sucked him off like that?" His voice was a mixture of disbelief and interest, revulsion and arousal. "And you swallowed his load?" "Yeah," I said. "I did." If I needed any more proof of what I had done, I could still taste the stranger's cum in my mouth, a salty, bitter mixture. "And really. No idea who it was." "None at all." "Fuck man. I mean, I know you said you were going to do it. But you actually just sucked a total stranger off and swallowed his load." TJ was stroking his cock. It was still stiff and erect. "Do it again for me," he said. "Suck off the next guy that sticks his dick through the hole. You gonna do that for me, cocksucker?" "Yeah," I said. I was committing myself. No matter what cock: short, long, thin, fat, clean or smelly, I would take it. I would nurse it. And I would take it all the way to orgasm. I turned back to the glory hole, staring at the darkness beyond, wondering what would appear next. Now that I was looking for someone, the club was suddenly still. There was only the constant deep bass of the music, and the steady pulse of TJ's breathing. I stared into darkness beyond the gloryhole, eager for any sign of movement, any flash of white of a towel wrapped around a man's waist. "Slow all of a sudden," TJ said. "You may have to suck my cock, just to have something in your mouth." However, as soon as he spoke, there was the familiar creak of the floorboards, as another man walked across the platform. I didn't get a chance to see anything about him before the white towel filled the gloryhole. The stranger pulled off his towel, exposing a thick, heavy black shaft. "You're in luck," TJ said. "It's your favorite. Nigger dick." I hesitated for a second. It was one thing to suck off TJ, a perfect specimen of masculinity. But this man was a different matter. I knew nothing about him, no idea what he looked like, other than the cock right in front of me. It would be the second black man I had sucked off, both of them in little more than the space of an hour. TJ was going to start thinking this was the real me, not some aberration due to a sense of guilt and crystal. "Go on," TJ said. "I know how badly you need cock in your mouth."