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went to a club recently, ended up grinding with this hot lil guy all night. dude loved bears, kept pushing his ass back on my tent and belly. got so rock, fella wanted to blow me for a while in the dark room. the blowjob was great, and he said something along the lines of "I wanna sit on this so bad", to which I started grinding on his hole, skin on skin this time. at this point I'm hard as fuck, knowing I'm about to have some anonymous bareback at a club. he lubed us both up, and oh man I slid into him no problem. dude opened up easy for me, my bare cock stretched his guts until I was balls deep raw in him. we both groaned and bucked together, finally getting to dick down after all that build up, immediately to barebacking didn't last long, we were both so pent up. hammered his hole until I pumped my load deep in him, ended up soaking his guts with that stuff, he was leaking it out all over the dancefloor when we left lol. loved it, anon barebacking drives me nuts.

------- Chapter 4.2 - Busted ------- A few days later Ric was studying in his room when there was a knock at the open door. "Hi, Ric? Got a sec?" the guy asked. Ric recognized him from the floor and thought the guy had checked him out a few times. Will, he thought the guy's name was. Will was a thin guy that gave off a skater vibe. His long almost-straight brown hair hung over his head, covering half of his face most of the time. The few times Ric saw him out of his usual baggy tee and shorts he had a nice, developing body with small nipples perfect for nibbling on. While his body was naturally smooth, there was a nice trail below his navel. What the trail led to, Ric didn't know since he'd never seen Will out of his underwear, but he did know he had a nice ass filling up those white briefs. "Yeah, what's up?" Ric replied. "Uh... I know this is a weird question, but... do you like wrestling?" Will asked. Ric chuckled a second and said "Yeah, it is weird. No, I sucked at wrestling in high school and hated every second of it. I have a friend that was a really good and won tournaments but not me. Why?" "Oh... I saw a video... and there was a guy in it that wrestled... and had a tattoo like yours... he was hairy like you too... and his skin was about the same shade..." Will said, fumbling for words. "Sounds like an interesting video. Send me a link to it" Ric said, trying to hide his concerned look. A second later he added "I found out that this tattoo and placement are more common than I thought and a lot of Latino guys are hairy. Finding the guy in the video sounds like a needle in a haystack thing" smiling back at him. "Uh... I don't know if you'd like it. It's pretty strange and not very long. Thanks" Will told him as he slowly turned toward the door. "I like strange shit. Send it to me" Ric said, scribbling down his email address on a piece of paper. He handed it to Will and then whispered "You're one of the few on the floor to make a comment about the tattoo. I'd like to see this other guy's." He wasn't even sure which tattoo Will was talking about, but he assumed it was the biohazard. Will blushed and said "OK" before he walked back to his room. Ric wondered if it would be one of the two videos Rawson had just posted, but still wanted to keep quiet about his side jobs. Ten minutes later, an email popped up and it was from Will. There was link and nothing else in the message, but it was to one of the new clips Ric was in. He waited an hour and replied to the message "Hot clip. I didn't know you were into that stuff." The next day the dorm floor had a meeting and Ric showed up a few minutes late. He stood at the back of the group and realized Will was standing in front of him. As the RA went on about quiet hours and some repair projects he leaned in and whispered in Will's ear "You got a good eye. I'd appreciate it if you kept quiet about those videos, though." Will's head turned quickly and Ric saw the shocked look on his face, but Will slowly nodded "yes" before turning back to the meeting. Ric went back to his room after the meeting ended and found Eddy tapping away on his laptop. He closed the door, popped on some headphones and began prepping for his test the next day, trying not to disturb Eddy's concentration. The next evening, he was updating his escort ads again, trying to get more results. He first thought about taking the ads down for a little bit since the one comment about the porn clip mentioned that they found his ad, but since there were no more messages than normal he left it up. Just as he submitted the changes to one site, there was a tap at the door. Ric changed to the home screen and set the tablet face down. He looked over and it was Will. "Got a minute?" Will asked and Ric replied "Sure." Will came into the room and asked "Eddy coming back soon?" "Nah, he's at the library so he'll be back late" Ric said, followed by "What's up?" Will closed the door and asked "Is that really you in those videos?" "Is this just between you and me?" Ric asked and watched Will nod 'yes'. "You're not going to tell anyone else, right?" Ric then asked. "Yeah. I promise" Will replied, nervously fidgeting as he stood there. "Yeah, I did that video a month ago. It didn't go very well and those two clips were all they could use. I guess it's a free teaser to get you to buy the other videos or sign up for a subscription. Unfortunately, they're a bit more public than I'd like" Ric said softly. "Fuck. They were really hot but the other guy just laid there most of the time. The comments sounded like you did another video. Was that better?" Will asked. Ric chuckled. "Yeah... I thought so, but it was the first time I had ever done anything like that. I didn't think you'd be into gay porn, much less bareback stuff like that" he said. "Uh... yeah. I don't like to tell people I'm gay. Only a few people know. I'm still in the closet, I guess. One of my friends at home showed me some sites with... uh... edgier porn than what he called vanilla stuff... and I liked it, so I've been looking for more" Will said, his face red from embarrassment. "Nothing to be ashamed of, Will. Everybody gets turned on by different things. Some like vanilla, some like straight sex, some bondage, interracial, raw, piss... you name it. And who knows what you might like five or ten years from now. I like bare gay sex, cum and a few other things." A few seconds later, he continued. "What kinds of stuff do you like, Will?" Ric asked, looking up at him. He moved over to the corner of the bed, against the wall, and motioned Will to sit down on the other corner. Will sat down and turned toward Ric. "I like the same. I tried condoms a few times and they killed my boner or made my hole really sore. So... that's the kind of porn that I can relate to" Will said. He took a deep breath and looked down. "My friend told me that tattoo means that you have HIV and like to give it to other people. Is that true?" Will asked nervously. "There's a few meanings but that's a common one. But it doesn't mean that you want to infect others. It's just a symbol many poz guys use to show their status. Some are on medication and can't infect others, but once you're poz you always will be. It's permanent, just like the tattoo is permanent. I know your next question... yes, I'm poz. It's been about a year" Ric said, watching Will's jaw drop. "Damn. You don't look like you're sick" Will said. "It takes a while before the virus really affects you visibly and if you go on medications then it usually won't. Other than a week with the flu after I got infected, I've been healthy. Without the tattoo, no one would guess. So what turned you on with the clips you saw?" Ric asked, trying to change the conversation. A few moments later, Will continued "Uh, I really liked the closeups of the cock fucking the bottom's hole. And the second one where you could see the cock throb as you came and then pull out with that huge load running out of the bottom." Ric could tell that Will was getting excited, envisioning the clips in his mind. "Are they going to post any more?" Will then asked. "I doubt it. I'm surprised they were able to get those two. The bottom guy was really out of it and just laid there most of the time. I tried to get him more lively but it didn't work. I don't know what drugs he was on, but I doubt he remembers any of the fuck" Ric said, the disappointment clear in his voice. "Oh. There was that other one. Was that really better?" Will asked. "You know the site, so you know who the porn star that runs it is. His last full video had 4 scenes. Did you see it?" Ric asked. Will shook his head 'no' and he continued. "The first three scenes had real porn stars that fucked and bred him. I was the new guy and did the final scene. It was really fun, even if I didn't know what I was doing. I knew how to fuck, but that's it. All the other stuff like bending away to let the camera see was all new. It helps though to have a good partner and since Rawson is a pro, he made it easy. If that second shoot had been my first experience, I'd never think about doing it again" Ric said. "So you're going to do more?" Will asked, obviously excited. "We're talking about it. I just don't want it to be a repeat of the last one. I also don't want clips like those two getting all over the internet. I'm not sure I want to keep doing the wrestler character either, but it seems popular. We used it to obscure my identity, but I guess that didn't totally work" Ric said, winking at Will. "Oh. I guess if you're going to do regular stuff after you graduate that might be a problem, but those two clips were really hot. I hope you do more" Will said, the excitement still in his voice. Ric chuckled. "I have a few clips from the first one I did if you want to see them. I don't give them out since they're Rawson's but I edited the scene down to give guys a glimpse of it. You can buy the whole scene or video on his site" Ric said. "Yeah? I'd love to see it!" Will said, his breathing getting heavier. Ric didn't want any of his dorm mates to know what he did on the side but Will seemed interested and had promised to keep it quiet. He just hoped Will would keep his word. Ric got up and pulled out his old tablet that had pictures and videos he stored away. He quickly found the clips and clicked on the first before handing the tablet to Will. They were only a minute long, but Ric thought they were the best parts. Will watched the first video and Ric saw him stroking his cock through his jeans. "Shit, that's so hot. You fucked a porn star. It wasn't very gentle either" Will said. "Well, there was a theme for it and I tried to go with it. I'm not an actor or anything but it just felt like what would happen with a wrestler all full of adrenaline after a match meeting a horny fan" Ric said. He reached over and swiped to the next video and hit play. Will's eyes were glued to the screen and he stroked himself harder this time. "And here's the money shot as they call it" Ric said as he started the third clip. Ric didn't want to show Will the fourth clip, since that's where he really roughed up Rawson and bred him the final time and made sure he got charged up. Will moaned slightly as his hand gripped his cock, trying to prevent himself from shooting inside his clothes. Ric chuckled, not expecting how much it was going to turn Will on. "Fuck. Good thing he's on prep since you dumped a big load in him. I know how good it feels to pump your cum in a guy, but I don't know if my cock throbs like that. And it sure as hell isn't that big. Was he really ok with you cumming inside of him knowing you're poz?" Will exclaimed. "If you've seen many of his scenes, he loves to get bred and a lot of guys have filled him up. When you do those scenes you're not really thinking of each other's status, you just want to have a good time and show it off to the camera. To be honest, I really don't think much about it when I hookup either. I'm honest with guys and if they don't want to have sex with a poz guy I understand" Ric explained. Will passed the tablet back and tried to cover up the wet spot on his jeans. "I don't think I could fuck with a guy who is poz. I'd be too worried" Will said, squirming on the bed. "You said you mostly fuck bare. Are you sure you're neg? Lots of guys don't know and they pass bugs along without even realizing it" Ric said with a grin. "Oh... I'm pretty sure. I haven't gotten tested since that one guy gave me gono a couple years ago, but I feel fine" Will said. Ric laughed and shook his head. "A couple years ago? Damn, you should get tested more often than that. It sounds like you've fucked more than once or twice since then too. Do you normally do hookups or just have sex with fuckbuddies?" Ric asked. Will blushed and said "I had a boyfriend in high school but no one knew. We broke up when we went to college since we went different places. There were a few guys before that and I've hooked up with a some guys since I got here this semester." "Have you ever gone to the bath house a few blocks from here?" Ric asked. "Just once. I was nervous as hell but it was kind of fun" Will said, obviously embarrassed. "Well, on Wednesdays a local clinic does free testing there. You should go over and do the test while you have some fun" Ric said. Will nodded, stood up and then said "I should get back to studying for my class tomorrow. Thanks. I won't say anything, I promise, but it's cool that I know a porn star." His smile was big, but Ric hoped that he was being honest with him and wouldn't tell anyone. Ric realized moments after Will left that he was horny too. A few messages later, he was heading down the hall to Gabe's room. Gabe opened the door naked and smiling. Ric left a trail of clothes as they headed to the bed. There was a surprising push from Gabe's outstretched hand on the center of Ric's chest, forcing Ric to lay on his back. Gabe lapped his tongue down the center of Ric's chest, dragging it down the trail until it licked down his shaft before swallowing the first four inches all at once. The blowjob lasted a long time and Ric was happy to see Gabe easily take his cock into his throat now. While his throat flexed around the shaft, Gabe wrapped his hands around Ric's balls and massaged the full nuts before giving a slow tug. Slowly, he released his grip around the balls, then the shaft and pulled back, lightly grazing Ric's dick with his teeth. Ric shivered and looked down to see Gabe staring back at him with a devilish grin. "How about we do it doggy this time? Except for that fuck against a tree, its always been missionary" Gabe said. "Aww, ok. I kinda like seeing the expressions you make when we fuck but doggy is good" Ric replied, climbing off the bed. Ric moved behind him and hurriedly pushed his face into Gabe's lightly hairy ass. His tongue flicked and poked, coating the ring with spit and forcing some more inside. Ric only rimmed for a couple minutes before he needed to get his dick into Gabe's eager hole. He felt the ring wink over the exposed tip of his cock and knew Gabe wanted it as bad as he did. Ric pushed a little and then gave a couple more nudges until he felt the head break through. Both guys let out a deep moan before Ric started to gently plow deeper. "Fuck... that feels so much better than Drew's covered dick. He's got a nice cock, but always plays safe and doggy with guys. It must be a bi thing" Gabe said as he started to rock back and forth, fucking himself while Ric pushed in. "Maybe he doesn't like looking at the facial hair... It reminds him he's fucking a guy, not a hole. His loss, I think it looks hot and I like fucking guys" Ric replied, thrusting harder. He leaned forward, his hands gripping Gabe's shoulders near his neck driving his cock in harder and deeper. Five minutes later, Ric's hips were bouncing off Gabe's ass making a familiar sound as their bodies slapped together. Just like with his throat, with only a little warmup, he was able to drive his whole shaft into Gabe's ass. And like the flexes Gabe made with his throat, he did the same with his ass muscles. Two dozen thrusts later, Ric pulled on Gabe's shoulders until his chest was against Gabe's back. "Keep that up and I'm gonna breed you" Ric whispered in his ear. "That's why I'm doin it. Breed me deep" Gabe replied, clamping down hard on Ric's fully planted shaft. Ric drove in twice more while he wrapped his arms around Gabe's chest. One more squeeze from Gabe's sphincter and he began to shoot. His cum filled the tunnel, coating both Ric's cock and the battered, soft tissue. "Oh god that feels so good" Gabe moaned while Ric gasped for air. Ric knew he'd pumped almost thirty loads into Gabe and wondered why his bug hadn't claimed another willing bottom. The pair laid on Gabe's bed for a little bit until Gabe said "Sorry, but I need to get back to the paper I'm writing for class. This was a great distraction, though. Let's hookup again soon."

Like most nights, I was bouncing between different sites trying to find someone to calm the tension winding up inside me, keeping me wide awake. It was always the same thing-bots, weirdos, but mostly tops who wouldn't top (if you could find a top at all). I was tired of half heartedly trying to enjoy someone sucking my dick while waiting for their cock to get inside and trip the switch that so desperately needed tripped. In the last few weeks I'd finally bought myself a cock cage and changed my profile pics to feature it prominently and make my position as clear as possible. But, the message still wasn't getting through. So here I sat in the blue glow of my laptop screen, the pink nub cage dwarfed and engulfed by my swollen balls and a plug firmly in my hole. All dressed up and no one to blow. I popped between windows for yet another tour of the hookup desert while a bareback gangbang squicked away in the corner of the screen. There it was, the "(1)Email" holy grail on BBRTS. There were never many guys on it from my area, but the ones who were tended to be the real deal. My nub twitched as I clicked. It was from OneMaster. I'd seen his profile every now and then, right around my age at 45, tall, hung (according to him-there were no pics unlocked), and a lot of "ask me"s right down the line. Usually I skip past the Ask Me guys, but his blurb kept me alert to his presence: "I'm not the master you will ever want, but I am the ONLY master you will ever need". And that was it. Eighteen words and I was on the hook already. Desperation is a hell of a drug I guess. "What scares you the most?" That was it. And it put me right on my back foot. I was immediately uncomfortable. It was a simple question, but so weirdly out of context on a hook-up site it threw an instant chill right down to my plug. And then that chill began to burn, ever so slightly. "I'm not sure what you mean." "You know exactly what I mean. Answer the question." Was I sweating? Yes. I was. "I'm afraid of going to a hook up and never coming back." The response was "pictures unlocked". I clicked in and saw some very elaborate bondage equipment-like the BMW of bondage equipment. Black, smooth, with stainless steel and leather and potential that made me a little sick inside. Not sure why, but it just did. He was serious about what he did and I hadn't encountered anything close to it before. My throat dried up instantly and apparently all of that moisture leaked straight out of my confined piss slit. "Get up right now and drink as much alcohol as you can stomach. Then, drink some more. I'm sure you also have some sort of benzo hiding in one of your drawers so take some of those too. You decide the dosage. While you're doing this, change into the pink panties you are wearing in your picture, get dressed and order an uber. You are going to take a trip to the bookstore.' "Yes sir" I typed and sent and then quickly followed his instructions. Two ativan, a tumbler of rum chaser, and then into my jeans and a t-shirt. Of course I was already wearing the panties-a lacy pink thong. That's just a given. I'm not a crossdresser per se, but these are my second skin. As I sent the uber request and slipped on my shoes, I felt that rum heat climb my neck. I hadn't eaten since lunch and we were already north of midnight as I poured one more glassful for the road. My nerves were firing hard, but losing the battle quickly. "Text me when you are in a booth and down to just those panties." He left his number and went offline. I took my last swallow and then waited by the door. THE BOOKSTORE I sat on the cool pleather of the bench seat in the booth, goose flesh immediately ran across my body and the push of the plug as my weight came to rest centered me. There was a decent crowd in the corridors tonight, I counted ten or eleven guys slinking around while I swayed back to my favorite spot. As I stared at the sweaty, cum foamed balls slapping a faceless bottom's taint on the screen I texted him. "Here". His response was immediate. "Unlock the door, turn to the bench and bend over at the waist." I was significantly less surefooted than I was just minutes before as I rose and clicked the lock open. The ativan was kicking in and the adrenaline was wearing off. It felt like it took ten minutes to turn away and bend, my hands almost missing the bench as I lurched forward. I'm glad I didn't have anything to focus on because that was well outside my ability from that point on. I'd settled for a moment and the door slowly opened, the spring at the top corner stretching its coppery sound. Then hands. Smooth hands, sliding with just a little less firmness than I'd expected from a man as decisive as someone named OneMaster. I rode the tingling though and waited for where this dance was going to end up. It didn't take much more than a moment for the zipper to sound out and his pants to hit the floor. The hands pulled and turned my head to the waiting, semi-hard cock. It was a good size, probably seven or so inches when it filled completely, and thick. The moments between things began to get edited out as they happened. Hands on my head and then the cock down my throat as though it had been there the entire time and I was just now noticing it. He didn't say a word and was hard and banging away at my face instantly. Then his hand sliding down the cleft of my ass, grabbing the flange of my plug on either side of my thong strap, pulling and twisting and pushing in hard. As I was processing every sensation rushing through every part of me, my phone pinged. At the same instant the cock stopped and held firm in my mouth, taking on that familiar swell. Then it popped. Hard. Cum fired down my throat causing me to hitch just enough for a choking cough to eject a good portion of the load up through my sinuses and straight out my nose. He pulled out and three more solid pumps splattered across my face. I was dazed and gagging and struggling to clear my nose and my eyes enough to get back to my senses. I braced myself and saw the glow on my phone lock screen of the text message. As he pulled up his pants from their pool on the floor I unlocked and saw the message. "Has anyone come in yet to join you?" Now I was confused. He wasn't in the booth with me? I shook my head a bit to focus on texing. "He just finished fucking my face. That wasn't you?" "Oh god no. I'd never go in a place like that. Have him take a picture of you right now, if he hasn't left already." Somehow I managed to communicate what I needed to the guy before he got out the door and he happily snapped a pic before giving me a smart slap on my plug and making his exit. I puzzled at it as I hit send. My face was plastered with cum, my eyes red and glassy, and I looked like I'd been pulled through the fuck bush backwards. As I hit send, I heard "Thanks faggot, you look good with a face full of cum. You should frame that pic for your mother!" and the door slammed shut. A moment after that, my phone pinged again.

Chapter 11 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. The guy with the pipe drew a big hit off the pipe then went down and shotguned it into the kids mouth. I didn’t know if the kid was ready for this or not. The kid struggled at first then seemed to melt into it. The kid blew it out and the guy did it again, this time the kid seems to enjoy it. After the Kid exhaled the second shotgun the guy put the pipe into the Kids mouth and he took what looked like a big hit off the glass pipe. The guy bent down and was about an inch or so from the kids mouth. The Kid reached up with his head and shotguned the smoke into the guys mouth. After the guy exhaled he started kissing this kid in earnest. Thay were making out in front of everyone.. The guy was pinching the kids nipples an the kid was moaning. It had already been a few hours and the Kid was no where near ready to quit. IN fact he was ramping up for more. He had no idea how much more he was going to get. The guy that was bent over had gotten another load and he was so spun that he was saying “ I need more in my cunt. I want plowed out all night “. The lead him to the other sling and got him settled into it. Someone came up with a couple straps and tied his arms to the chains near his arms. Could see his ass puckering and working as if he had something in him. The uy with the glass pipe came over and started the same as he did with the Kid, In no time the Bi guy with the family was sucking the smoke out of the other guys mouth like his life depended on it. Bout that time Horse came in. He looked around and saw the 2 guys tied in the slings. He waked over to the Kid and said “ Nice young piece of meat for me to break”. He asked the Kid “ Are you ready to submit and get or cunt ripped open and stuffed? Maybe Fly like an Eagle? “ The Kid said “ Yes sir. Please help me “. He walked over the Bi Guy and asked “ Are you ready to go into orbit Pig? “ At first the guy didn’t answer so Horse put 2 big callused finger up the guy and twisted them. At the same time he pinched they tiny cock the guy had. He immediately said “ Yes, send me there. PLEASE! “ With that one of the guys took a nice size butt plug and got out some special lube. I know this lube, it is heavily laced with Tina and will burn like hell an the warm the receiver nicely, and get him spun. The guy put a generous amount on the plug and a glob on the guys asshole. Then he pushed the plug up the guys torn ass. The guy stared to yell and about that time a guy stuffed a cock in the guys mouth. In no time the Bi guy was sucking on that cock. Horse walked over the[A1] Kid and stared playing with his ass and cock. He asked if he had anything yet and they assured him he had some but they weren’t sure how much. I spoke up and said he had at least a .3 and maybe more before he came down here. One guy said he pushed a small shard up him and he had been making clouds some. Horse said “ Get him ready, And you might as well get the Pig ready “. Horse had a cock of epic proportions. It was hanging down over almost to his knee and was as big around as a beer can. His balls and sack were equally impressive, they looked to be more than a hand full and you cold see his sack was filled with baby makers. I heard that a guy tried to drink all the cum out of him and almost choked to death on the huge amount. Horse said “ Get the Kid ready, And you might as well get the Pig ready “.

Part 38 - White Christmas His thought of driving their love making was rudely changed with Max pushing Alex over on to his back giggling. Resigning to the face that his boyfriend was taking control. His cock glided between the soft firm cheeks of his arse, each stroke massaging the precum making his movements effortless. Max gripped hold of Alex's arse lifting it up just enough to allow his cock to find the warmth of the entrance to his prince. Alex smiled his mouth slightly open, his eyes grew wider feeling his official boyfriend penetrating inside him. Overwhelmed with loved he felt no pain with his arse lowering back until he could go not further with Max deep inside him. Alex leaned forward and kissed him with a delicacy that exuded passion on his lips and revelling in the movements from the slow deep penetrating thrusts, nothing about it was erratic or desperate. Instead Alex felt like he had finally found himself complete, a sensuality prevailed as he looked in to the eyes staring down at him. Fixed on each other completely in love, words simply couldn't put together to express their feelings. Two people passionate for each other, both having their lives changed in one way or another for ever, happy and confident knowing their choice was right. Max leaned down again kissing him slowly, his legs rising, his arms circled around Max's body holding him perfectly still as he gyrated and thrusted ever more gently. Alex continued kissing his boyfriend and pushing his arse back to meet Max's cock, every minute that passed saw Alex moan in to his mouth as he slowly increased the speed in his hips. Moving in time with each other as time passed midnight and Max's arms tightened around Alex, he felt every change in Max's body as his climax reached closer and closer. His cock maintained the rhythm perfectly, Alex's hands punched into a fist grabbing the sheet completely losing himself in the moment briefly before he placed them above and around Max's head holding him still, he needed to kiss him deeper. Max slipped one hand down to Alex's arse cheek grabbing it gently and pushing it down and thrusting his pelvis up in one sharp movement, his balls aching from the force of his orgasm. His cock pulsing inside his prince as his passion and love flowed out. Alex bit at his neck moaning softly then louder then softly again, his cock rubbing between their stomachs erupted and his arse pushed back harder against Max's cock. He now sought Alex's mouth and kissed him enjoying the thrill of each others sexual peek. His legs gripped around Max's waist rolling him over on to his back where Alex sat upright still impaled on his boyfriends cock, something so different just happened between them that sent what he could only describe a warm fuzzy feeling through his body. Max laid there quietly looking up at Alex and stroking his arse with a sensual smile on his face, a look Alex had never seen before that made him love him even more if that was at all possible. Max gave a gentle pinch of Alex's arse "Wow!" he exclaimed unable to find the words. Alex smiled running his hand over Max's chest "Glad you knew what to say!" he remarked. "You felt it too?" Max asked softly and Alex nodded, "Incredible Alex" he mumbled. Noticing the time he leaned forward and kissed Max "Happy Christmas boyfriend!" he said. Max smiled "Happy Christmas boyfriend, and what a present I got!" he replied. Falling in to each others arms they kissed and rolled around in bed after Max had finally let Alex off his cock. A real sense of calmness in his body for once, finally being with Alex was everything and all that mattered now, forgetting that his life was changing they were both zoned in to each other. In the east wing of the palace a contrast played out in the private rooms of Prince Alden's protection officer. Nick had Tom where he wanted, wearing the footman down with his teasing until Tom practically begged to be fucked to hell and back, wriggling his arse to get at Nick's cock until he finally speared the footman. Swooping down in one move his cock penetrated stretching the hole open until in engulfed the head and shaft. Tom tried to lock his legs around the protection officer's waist to hold him in position but he was too slow and his toes curled in on themselves as Nick drew back and slammed his cock in again, his legs trembled and he cried out in unashamed pleasure. His body craving to be taken aggressively at Nick's mercy, how he felt like that he had no idea. All he knew was that this man could do anything to him and he would enjoy it. The teasing didn't stop as Nick drew back again until the head of his cock was just inside nudging away whilst he looked down watching the desperation in Tom's eyes, his body had the appearance of trembling anticipation. Giving him just enough of the shaft to make him moan before pulling back again and teasing his hole again. The sloppy sloshing sound from the huge quantity of precum around his hole making the movements so slick and easy that his cock slipped in deep up to his balls. Nick thrusted forward hard and lowered his body having got Tom pinned down in a missionary position. He kissed Tom with force as his hips began hard rapid thrusts smashing in to Tom's arse and getting as deep as he could physically go, his hand holding the top of Tom's head to stop his body moving up the bed and taking the full force of his aggressive fucking. Any time Nick slowed down Tom slapped him hard on the arse resulting in some punishing thrusts and grinds and angry kissing and biting. Their bodies drenched in sweat as Nick took his time and held off as long as he could, he loved sex with Tom and wanted it to last for as long as he could painfully hold back. The minutes flying past until Nick realised that Tom was beaten and couldn't take the fucking much longer. Raising Tom's head he slipped his arms around his neck holding Tom close to the side of his face, he softly kissed him on the cheek and finished off with a gentle fucking until Nick climaxed letting out a loud groan his body pushed forward keeping hold of Tom, his cock deep inside flooded the footman with his largest load yet after all the edging he had done. Even with his feet crossed over each other holding Nick in place his toes curled feeling the throbbing penis in his arse. Their faces covered in sweat holding on to each other tightly then rolling on their side still attached. The comfort of his body his arms soon had Nick drifting off to sleep. Tom laid there watching him for several minutes, his cock might have been soft but it was still large enough to stay lodged inside him. Knowing if he moved Nick would wake up, instead he settled down making himself comfortable as best he could in those muscular arms, a point that wasn't hard to do as far as he was concerned. He had gained more confident in Nick's presence watching the guy he could quite happily have a romantic involvement with him, despite the age gap that existed and Nick making it clear he wasn't looking for love or a boyfriend. It caught Tom by surprise thinking that way, he had never thought about boyfriends or being with someone. He was enjoying himself way too much to consider that. He wondered if these new strange thoughts he was having was a result of Marty now that he had Josh, Alex now had Max and Francis had Jackson. All around him gay couples were existing and it seriously gave him something to think about and put his entire life in to perspective. Putting all that aside he definitely didn't feel any romantic tendency towards Nick, he liked the sex and how Nick kept him on his toes never knowing what to expect. Certainly moving here was the last thing he had ever expected or to end up in bed with this hot protection officer, chuckling away and staring at Nick were his last thoughts as tiredness took over. Max rolled over and opened his eyes looking up at Alex who was sat crossed legged drinking coffee and watching him. Hs eyes slowly focusing and he giggled noticing Alex was naked apart from a Santa hat he was wearing this morning. "What time is it?" Max asked rubbing his eyes and sitting up. Alex leant forward and kissed him "9am and we have a busy day" he said handing Max his coffee. "Thanks" Max said taking a sip and licking his lips, "It's Christmas how can it be busy?". Alex put a Santa hat on Max "That's better" he said taking the cup from Max. Alex placed the cup on the bedside table then turned grinning at Max and grabbing his legs. Max laughed suddenly wide awake as Alex pushed his legs apart then kissed each one moving higher and closer to Max's cock that was already hard from his morning erection. Alex leant over and kissed him deeply whilst easing Max's legs up in to missionary position and working his cock until he found what he was looking for. Slowly he penetrated looking down at Max, his eyes full of love. Max pulled him down wrapping his arms around Alex and kissing him madly throughout the slow love making his boyfriend and prince performed on him. It was the wicked way he smiled down at Max as his orgasm breached the threshold and he collapsed on to top of Max being engulfed by his arms riding their sexual pleasure. Slowly Alex's body stopped shuddering from the his orgasm and he softly kissed him, both glistening with sweat when Max's video call on his phone started ringing. Alex sat up handing the phone to Max and carefully removing his cock. "You better answer that" Alex said reaching for the cup of coffee and taking a gulp. Max looked at the scree seeing it was Gareth, it too a few seconds to connect "Happy Christmas!" Max said. "Happy Christmas Maxy and what are you wearing?" Gareth asked laughing away at him, "You not up yet?". Max smiled "Just had wake up sex and I am in the Christmas spirit!" he exclaimed as Gareth laughed again. "With whom? I just spoke with your parents, where are you?" Gareth asked firing questions to him rapidly. Max looked at Alex who nodded "You must promise to keep this quiet!" Max remarked and Gareth nodded. "Hi!" Alex said coming in to view, "Happy Christmas Gareth". "No way!" Gareth shouted excitedly, "Are you together? Are you an item now?" he asked firing more questions. Gareth was stunned at the sudden appearance of Prince Alexander and beyond happy that Max had finally had some sense knocked in to him. But this was the last place he expected to find his best friend on Christmas day. They had a quick conversation and Max told him he was coming home on the 30th and would tell him everything then. Gareth took a stern tone and told Max to call his parents as they hadn't heard from him for a couple of days now. After hanging up Max video called his mother who didn't seem at all shocked that he had sorted himself out at last. Alex went to the bathroom during the call so he could have some privacy talking to his parents. "When are you coming home then?" Stephanie asked. "On the 30th, I may be bringing some people with me though" Max replied. Stephanie nodded "Well we have plenty of room just let me know. You are here for new year then?". "Yes for a few days I think" Max replied looking unsure. Lawrence appeared in the view "Well? Is it going well?" he asked. Max nodded "I believe so, we can talk more when I get home" he said but he could already see the look in his fathers face. Max knew exactly what his father was thinking "You are moving there aren't you?" Lawrence remarked. "Yes, everything has happened so quickly and they have invited me to stay" Max confirmed. Stephanie looked at Lawrence "Sam will be upset" she said. "Where is he?" Max asked, "Upstairs on his gaming console?" he asked and they nodded. "He won't admit he is missing you. We haven't told him anything yet" his mother advised. "Probably for the best at the moment" Max agreed with a concerned look on his face. Lawrence nodded "Well enjoy your Christmas and we will see you on the 30th" he said. Max hung up as Alex poked his head around the door "Invite them all over for my party" he said. "My parents?" Max asked getting off the bed and walking towards the bathroom. "Yes and Gareth, what about your other friend, Louis?" Alex asked. Max laughed "He is in Canada skiing" he said pausing, "There is my brother, can't leave him at home". "Brother?" Alex asked turning to look at Max, "Older, younger?" he asked surprised by this news. "Younger, he is only seventeen and a real teenage brat!" Max replied, "But I Love him though". Alex looked at him "Gobby little shit of a brother" Max added then laughed. "Can't wait to meet him!" Alex exclaimed grinning madly and kissing Max. "You might regret that!" Max said slapping Alex gently on the arse. Max walked in to the shower "Lets talk with my parents I am sure they can stay here" Alex said. They walked down to the family dining room where all the family had already gathered and noisily enjoying breakfast. Max again noticing the footmen addressing him as Sir and bowing their head as he walked behind Alex and waited to see what protocol Alex was taking and he stood a few meters from the table 'Good morning your majesties, your highnesses' he said bowing his head so Max followed his lead then they sat down. Half expecting it be like a normal day Max soon found his feet as they all wished each other a happy Christmas and chatted loudly, laughing and talking about the wrestling match the day before and ribbing Max on his poor performance. The king and queen stood to adjourn to the formal lounge reminding everyone that present swap was at 11am sharp and lunch at 2pm. After breakfast Alex and Max walked in to the formal lounge and joined the king and queen for coffee, they were both happy to have Max's parents and friend stay at the palace insisting they stay in the residence side and not the formal side where other guests and diplomats would be staying. It was yet another affirmation of Max being welcomed in to the family with open arms. Max strolled over to the windows and sat on the chaise over looking the snow blanketed ground, snow was still falling lightly but steady. "Pretty at this time of year" the queen said standing by Max, "How are you settling in?" she asked. Max was about to stand but she waved him to remain seated "Slowly. Scared to touch anything in case I break it". The queen laughed "Exactly how I felt. Max if you need anything you only have to ask" she said kindly. Max nodded "Thank you. Been years since I saw a white Christmas like this". The queen sat next to him "You know we always use to have snowball fight Christmas day" she remembered fondly. "Really!" Max remarked looking at her, "So what changed?" he asked. The queen smiled "The boys grew up Max. I guess they sort of grew out of it" she replied. Max chuckled "I bet they haven't you know!" he said glancing mischievously at her. "Well... I suppose we could do present swap after lunch" she said standing. Max watched as she walked over to the fireplace and pulled the call bell and asked the footman to find Jackson before returning to join Max on the chaise. "You do realise it will be royalty against household. That is if anyone turns up" the queen told him. Max smiled "Good, then I can get back at Liam and Franco for yesterday! he said smugly. "You majesty, sir" Jackson said, "You wished to see me?" he asked. The queen stood "Summon your men Jackson. 11am our the front and dressed for war!" she said wagging her finger. Jackson laughed "I have heard about these notorious fights" he replied bowing his head. He turned to leave "Jackson!" the queen called after him, "Be prepared!" she said laughing. Alex walked over "What is going on?" he asked as Alden walked over wondering what was happening. Max smirked "The snowball fight is back!" the queen said rubbing her hands, "Right dressing time". Alex and Alden whooped "Come on Max warm clothes" Alex said grabbing his hand and running out. Tom was walking past the formal lounge in the hurry "Your highnesses, sir" he said bowing. Alden walked up to him "Where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked. "To get ready to take you down!" Tom replied, "You are all going down!" he laughed walking off. "You better be ready Tom!" Alden called out after him. Many of the household remembered the annual snowball fight and in the their droves they piled out on the expansive snow covered lawn at the front of the palace. Marty and Josh even came up from the mews as word got back quickly and they were summoned to fight. The king recognising a wrapped up Josh commanded him to be on the royals side. A scene that hadn't been around for five years unfolded as the royals, Max, Josh and senior household staff stood at one side of the grounds at the front of the palace. Household staff and security faced opposite them some twenty meters away. Snowballs then suddenly started filling the air. Several tourists still out and about standing at the gates filmed the fight without realising that the entire royal family were there wrapped up in winter clothes. Roars of laughter filled the air and the amount of snowballs flying in the air increased. Liam was focused on getting Alex whilst Alex, Max and Josh focused on getting him, the result being hilarious as since Josh seemed to have an exceptional aim he got Liam nearly fifteen times. No one saw it coming as two snowballs appeared from nowhere, one hitting Alex on the side the other struck Nick on his back. The appearance had them all confused and for a brief moment they all stopped and looked around, apart from the sovereign guards at the door there was no one in sight. It was Nick who spotted one of the guards at the door had snow on his red gloves, he bent down and rolled a snowball and threw it at the guard who stood absolutely still as it landed on the door. The king laughed as both guards just stood there with straight faces and he wasn't going to put up with stealth snowballing from anyone, quickly he launched the snowball in his hand that hit the statue at the foot of the steps. It was Alex who threw a snowball at Nick just missing his groin that started them off again. After a few minutes two more snowballs appeared narrowly missing a target on each team. Alden quickly glanced up at the doors as the guards shuffled back in to place, within seconds snowballs were launched at the sovereign guards who despite all their ducking and diving were getting smashed with snow. The large entrance doors to the palace pitted with snowballs they continued being launched from the two teams at the poor guards who eventually hid behind the large marble pillars at the top of the steps. Max took advantage of Liam's distraction and struck him with two snowballs, a mistake he quickly learnt as the entire security team went to his aid and bombarded Max who fell on his back in the snow laughing so hard he was incapacitated to do anything about it. The king held up his hand to signify the end but everyone turned on him who tried running through the deep snow laughing his way back to the palace doors and ordering the sovereign guards to protect their king but they failed to appear from behind the pillars. From the window the dowager queen laughed to herself watching the scene bringing back many memories of the boys growing up. Once she thought it was safe the dowager queen walked outside and declared Josh as the winner and by default the royals won. Liam decided on one more snowball and got Josh dead square on his chest. Standing their with a satisfied smug look then laughing his head off he suddenly got bombed by numerous snowballs from his own team for unfair play. Jackson called out "Hot chocolate and cookies are waiting in the household dining room". He walked over to the king and queen "Your majesties I will send some to the formal lounge". "Nonsense" the queen said, "We will join you in the household dining room". Within ten minutes the dining room was full of household staff, Alden, Alex and Max were already there talking with Liam, Nick, Franco, Francis, Artem, Marty and Josh. The rest of the royal family arrived shortly after and as they came through the doors Max turned noticing his picture on the wall by the door along with all the other members of the royal family. Liam put his arm around Max's shoulder "Protocol board" he said taking him over to have a look. Max read it slowly "So does everyone go on here?" he asked, "And what is this board for?". "This one is for royal family only" Liam pointed out, "This one for guests staying in the palace". Max scratched his head "But I am a guest!" he remarked. "Certainly not!" the queen stated standing behind him, "You are part family member Max". "Your majesty" Liam said bowing his head, "May I show Max behind the scenes one day?" he asked. The queen smiled and nodded "Yes thank you Liam that is a kind offer" she replied. The two sovereign guards entered the dining room taking their gloves and hat off having changed guards on the doors. It was quite unusual to see any of them here at this time of day and the king immediately went over greeting them, so military were these guards they hardly socialised outside their own set. Both stood to attention saluted then bowed to the king. Alden had taken over the role as colonel in chief of the sovereign guards after completing military school, a role that the crown prince held until such time as he was crowned king then pass it would be passed down. "Break formality" the king informed them, "Come on hot chocolate over here" he said bringing them in. Alden walked over to the sovereign guards "Stealth bombing is a dirty tactic" he said grinning. Hannes looked serious "Apologies colonel" he said bowing his head. "My father told you to break formality" Alden replied, "What are your names?" he asked. "Hannes sir" Hannes replied. "George sir" George the other guard replied. "Here you go!" the queen said handing them each a mug of hot chocolate, "Cookies over there". "Hello Hans" Francis said standing behind him. "Francis, how are you?" Hannes asked smiling. Nick noticed Francis had gone over to talk to the very attractive looking guard and quickly picked up a little bit of an ease about them and guessing there was bed history. He tried to casually move around the room to get closer as he wanted to find out more about the guard but he was intercepted by Tom, for Nick this was one person who could distract him so easily and he had done. The sovereign guard had not gone unnoticed by Tom, Max and Alex either who were all inching to get closer and find out more about him. Late afternoon Alex laid on sprawled across the sofa in TV room off the formal lounge, his head resting on Max's lap who was mindlessly stroking it as they finished watching a film. The TV room was just as elegant as the formal lounge but with comfier sofas and a large screen TV where they watched a few programmes snuggled up in comfort. The day had certainly been non stop albeit at a royal pace, lunch went on for two hours then the present swap where even Max got new gloves, scarf, hat and a very expensive winter coat from the dowager queen. His presents had gone down a storm after heeding Liam and Nick's advice on what to buy them. For Alex it had been a perfect day and he had never felt so happy, he had no worries, no negative thoughts, simply happy ones as he turned his head and looked up at Max. "I want to marry you Max" Alex said slow and softly with conviction. Max smiled and looked down "Well I have two years to ask so you have to wait" he replied. Alex stroked his chin "I hope we won't have to wait that long!" he said. Max ran his hand up inside Alex's shirt caressing his chest "How long do we wait?" he asked. Alex gave a shrugging motion "Not sure, next year hopefully if you want to" he replied. "Of course I want to Alex" Max told him, "When I get the nerve to ask the king" he chuckled. Alex smiled "I know for sure they won't turn down your request" he said, "Whenever you do it". "Do I ask you first or get permission from the king before I ask you?" Max asked. "King first" Alex replied yawning, "Don't stop doing that" he said putting Max's hand back inside his shirt. The king and queen walked in to the TV room with Alden and smiled seeing their son and Max happily cuddled up. They came in to watch the news update at 6pm, it was also a way to see what was going on around Monrovia as well. Alden sat on the sofa with Alex and Max with Alex's legs across his lap whilst the king and queen sat opposite them. "You don't need to worry about it today" the queen said to the king making themselves comfortable. Alex raised his head "Worry about what?" he asked inquisitively. "Jurgen wants to retire by April" his father informed him. Alex laid his head back down "Well he has been looking after the grounds here for many years". "I know and I don't want to leave the ground or horticulture post vacant or give it to just anyone" the king said. Max heard the word horticulture not really in the conversation "Gareth does that sort of stuff" he said. The king and queen looked at Max and Alex chuckled "Gareth?" the queen asked. Max looked at them "Oh! Sorry I was rambling when I heard horticulture" he apologised. The king laughed "Well now you have got my attention. What does he do?". "I don't really know, something to do with the royal parks and gardens in London" Max said. The king nodded "He was talking about branching out, starting his own business" Max added. Their conversations stopped as the news report was starting. Many stories featured of happy people and celebrations going on around the country. The screen view switched to the Balenciaga palace and the news anchor announced 'After five years of being missed and always a highlight of our Christmas day broadcast, the palace grounds saw the royal snowball fight return with vengeance. The footage captured by some tourists out and about shows the two sides battling it out. We know for sure that the royal family were there and Joshua Franks was also present fuelling speculation that Prince Alexander and he are involved. The appearance of Joshua Franks with the royals on Christmas day is begging to ask the question if an announcement is coming soon from the palace. Whatever plays out it was good to see the snowball fight returning to the palace grounds, this year also saw the sovereign guards on duty at the palace doors become the target after throwing a couple of snowballs when no one was looking'. The king sat there chuckling away and pleased that they had made the news on Christmas day. "Speaking of Josh I am going to see him during the week about my dress" the queen announced. Alex sat up "Did he agree to design you one then?" he asked. "Yes" she said happily, "Hopefully in time for your birthday Alex". Alex rolled his eyes "I am going to be upstaged by my mother!" he complained giggling. There was a knock at the door "Ah!" Alden sitting up, "Stollen cake has arrived at last!". "Sorry Max, stollen first you second" Alex said rolling off and on to the floor. The footman walked in with a tray of coffee and chefs cherry and almond stollen cake. Max tried a piece for the first time, his mouth suddenly filled with a taste that was like Christmas in one bite. As the evening wore on it was just like being at home, sat on the sofa watching rubbish on the TV and just chilling out, with one difference this year, he had a boyfriend. He was still finding it amusing that in the room was a king, a queen and two princes, no matter how he looked at the situation he was just bowled over each time and couldn't comprehend this was happening to him. Certainly he never imagined having a boyfriend either. By morning the sun was shining and being reflected off the fresh snow that had been falling steady until the early hours of the morning. Artem was surprised to see Max awake and dressed in a bath robe looking at the view across the grounds. Alex woke and sat up in bed with a cup of coffee as Artem announced he wanted to run through the London trip, Max came and sat on the bed next to Alex. Artem was certainly organised Max found as he reeled off that they would be flying on the morning of the 30th at 10.15am, on arrival they would be taken by embassy car to Max's home. New Years Eve the were to attend the Monrovian Ambassadors New Year Ball then fly back on the 2nd January at 1pm. "Why?" Alex asked, "Why the ball, who told him we were coming to the London?". Artem tutted "You know the protocol Alex, the ambassador has to be informed of royalty visiting". "I am not wearing royal dress!" Alex stated adamantly. "Just the brooches will suffice" Artem said, "Max your family are being invited today". Max laughed "That is going to make them happy!" he said, "One up on the neighbours". Artem laughed "One thing though" he continued, "Liam, Nick and Franco will need to travel with you". "Yes I know" Alex said confirming he had already been advised by the king. "The king and queen made it a condition, Franco is going to learn the ropes" Artem informed them. Max looked pensive "I should call my parents and make them aware" he said tapping his chin. "Oh!" Artem looked up, "Err... I have already done that and the embassy security are visiting them". Max smirked "Did you get an earful before they knew who you were?" he asked. "They didn't believe who I was at first, but they were polite" Artem replied, "Hope it is okay?". Max nodded "I suppose they will have to get use to you organising them" he said then laughed. "Yeah thanks to you my workload has doubled" Artem said laughing away, "Both of you are a handful!". "Are you coming with us Artem?" Alex asked him. "No, I am not missing new year here!" Artem replied, "You will have to dress yourself!". "I am not stupid Artem. I can put on clothes" Alex responded grinning at him, "Are you sure?". "Yes" Artem replied, "And this came for you Alex" he said holding an envelope for Alex. Alex looked at the envelope that was from FilmAtion Studios in Los Angeles, he had forgotten all about Felipe's invite to his new premier at the end of January. Alex opened the envelope and read the invitation inside from the FilmAtion where they had secured one of the presidential suites at the Four Seasons for 4 nights, a film set tour and VIP tickets for the premier and the party afterwards. "Fancy a trip to LA?" Alex asked looking at Max, "Our first official engagement together". Max shrugged peering over Alex shoulder "I think it is expected of me" he replied. "Certainly is if you want to be my boyfriend!" Alex remarked ginning at him "Artem can you make the arrangements, I guess Liam, Franco and yourself as well" Alex suggested. Artem nodded "The studio are paying for everything so a couple more tickets should be okay". Artem stood up "You going to tell him?" he asked, "About Felipe" he added. Max chuckled "He has told me all about Felipe in Madrid and London!" he remarked. Alex just sat there grinning "I expect Washington as well for 2 nights?" he said looking at Artem. "Yes" Artem replied, "Dinner at the embassy with the ambassador" he confirmed. Max looked at Artem "Protocol to pay a visit to the ambassador in their country" he advised Max. Max went with the flow over the next few days and followed Alex around like a lost puppy at times. The dowager queen spent several hours each day with him going through protocols so he could better understand when it was heeded and when it was relaxed, how to act at afternoon tea, dinner events and how to meet people in his position. Alex would attend some of the time and would watch how his grand mother interacted so easily with Max, it would evident that they had a fondness for each other and a shared love of art. In part the dowager queen was quietly assessing his skills with various pieces of art when they walked around the palace public rooms, as patron of art and culture it was on her say so that Max was being offered the job being lined up for him. As the dowager queen had put it to the board of directors at the museum, she would rather someone she knew took the position than an outsider wandering around the palace touching things. They were working their way back to the private residences of the palace when the queen appeared with her protection officer. "Still touring Max?" she asked smiling. "Your majesty" Max said bowing his head, "Yes, the dowager queen is teaching me a lot!" he claimed. The queen chuckled "How about coming with me to see Josh?" she suggested. "Yes thank you" Max replied and as if by magic Franco came striding across with a footman. "I did take the liberty of assuming you wouldn't say no" the queen chuckled. Max chuckled "Well you are the queen so I can not really say no" he replied. The footman helped Max on with his coat "What have you orchestrated?" the dowager queen asked. "I don't know what you mean mother!" the queen replied with a glint in her eye. The dowager queen folded her arms "Okay! A drip feed was done of my visit" the queen admitted. Max chuckled "Are you exposing me?" he asked. "Exposing!" the queen replied trying to keep a straight face, "Only getting you seen". "Look after him Helena!" the dowager queen advised taking her leave. Max walked with the queen "What about Alex... sorry Prince Alexander" he asked. "He knows. Max you may refer to him as Alex now in private with us" she reminded him. The royal car stood outside the front doors waiting and the footmen and sovereign guard bowed as they passed by and got in. The protection officers sitting up front which Max found bizarre having only travelled in the car with them by his side. As soon as the car moved the queen raised the partition to stop them overhearing anything. "Tell me Max, how did you win over the dowager so quickly?" the queen asked. Max glanced at her and smiled "What do you mean?" he questioned, "Have I won her over?". The queen chuckled "She danced with you at the ball and taken you under her wing. You have won her over". "Seriously I have no idea, maybe the link with art" Max suggested. The queen nodded "It took months before she would even take tea with me when I met the king". "Stickler for protocol or protecting him?" Max asked quite bravely. "Lets just say she was cautious of me, I mean he was the crown prince back then and I was nobody" she replied. Max nodded "I like her, she has quite the sense of humour gossiping about the past monarchs". The queen laughed "Yes and Alex is a chip off her shoulder" she replied. There was a moments silence "Is it too much for you Max. I am worried as I know what it is like?" she asked. Max looked at her "Honestly I am okay, anxious a little as I don't know what is coming up". "It will be manic when news breaks Max, I can't pretend otherwise" the queen informed him. "I see what happens with British royalty" Max replied, "I hope I can count on you for support?". The queen smiled "Absolutely Max, this is why I wanted you to come, get a feel for it gently". "I appreciate everything you are all doing for me" Max spoke with genuine sincerity. The queen looked at him and opened up more about telling him that being seen with queen today will help take some of the pressure off when the prince and he are seen together officially. She went serious remembering to him how she never had that chance to be broken in softly but the dowager queen eventually stepped in and help guided her when she realised the then crown prince was serious about her. The queen chuckled explaining how Alden is like his grandfather, sometimes too focused since he was brought up knowing his responsibility to the crown and country. How in the last few weeks Alden had chilled out a bit and that has made him a better person all round. Where Alex had more freedom growing up and his grandmother adores him and can not do anything wrong as far as she is concerned. Max listened so intently and began to understand that the queen was much like himself stepping in to this crazy royal world for the price of love. It was the conversation where Max and the queen cemented a close bond. On the outside she was elegant and completely royal knowing her position and influence, inside she was charming and showed a sense of humour and genuine friendliness to him. "All I see is how much love there is in this family despite all the royalness" Max said. The queen nodded and smiled "Right, don't forget Max stand up straight and smile". "Got it! Max replied chuckling, "Do you know what the dress is like?" he asked. The queen looked at him "I haven't a clue Max, something tells me to trust Josh". Max nodded as the royal car pulled up outside Josh's boutique and noticed there was a handful of press eagerly waiting. The protection officers moved quickly out of the car and opened the door allowing the queen to exit and take a few steps smiling at the cameras. Max slid over the seat and exited the car and the cameras turned to him snapping away, he stood up straight and smiled acknowledging them but ignoring the questions now being fired as to who he was. Walking side by side with the queen they entered the boutique where Josh was waiting and he beamed seeing Max turning up as well. Josh walked over and bowed addressing them both then Max hugged him, the press outside still taking photos until they disappeared through to Josh's studio. "Well that was weird" Max said laughing nervously. The queen chuckled "Well done Max. Josh are you ready to reveal it?" she asked excitedly. Josh looked nervously at her "I hope you will like it" he said unveiling the mannequin. Instantly the queen's expression changed in to one of delight as she looked at the deep red colour of the ball gown, what blew her mind was the full cut off the left shoulder and sleeve that was replaced by the deep purple lace embroidery. It contrasted with the dress so spectacularly that the queen stood there bowled over admiring it. Josh looked on anxiously wondering what the queen thought as he was silent and studying it closely. Max walked up and looked closer "Josh this is quite amazing" he said looking at him. The queen nodded slowly "I am speechless Josh, no one ever dared dress the queen like this before". "Sorry is it too much?" Josh asked, "I can change it and make it a full gown without the cut". "You will do no such thing Josh" the queen replied looking at him, "I love it" she said "Is the colour alright?" Josh asked nervously, "And the design?". "It is perfect, I love how the dark red and purple contrast" she enthused still looking at it. Josh breathed huge sigh of relief "Actually Josh it is magnificent!" the queen implored. He was slightly taken back for sure "I still need to do some minor alterations" Josh advised. "When can we have the fitting?" the queen asked looking at him. "In two days if that is agreeable your majesty" Josh replied. "Yes, perfect. Send my secretary the details and I will see you at the palace" the queen responded. Josh smiled then handed a mask to the queen "I took the liberty of making this" he said. The mask matched the colours in the dress "Superb!" the queen said smiling. Max nodded "Very exquisite, Josh is a great designer and this is lovely". "What are you wearing to the party Max?" the queen asked now looking at some of the suits. Max handed the mask back to Josh "Haven't got a clue" he replied. The queen tutted "Well when you get back from the UK we can go and find you something" she suggested. "Thank you" Max replied kindly. "Josh do you have this suit in Max's size please and add it my account" she replied. Josh smiled "Of course. Nice choice Max" he said to a protesting Max being shut down by the queen. "You need something to wear for the flight home Max" the queen informed him. It was over so quickly and they walked back through the boutique with the queen chatting away to Max and Josh then nodding at Max asking if he was ready. Franco opened the door and they walked back out in to the cold crisp air and the waiting photographers all repeating asking who Max was. In one quick moment the queen stopped and told them she was having a dress designed by Joshua Franks for Prince Alexander's birthday then gracefully she stepped in to the car and Max walked around to the other side and got in. "Nicely done!" Max said giggling, "Dropping that in like that, I never saw it coming". "The element of surprise to take the focus away" the queen said chuckling. The following day Max found his face splashed all over the countries press and some international ones that picked up the story where they had royal correspondents reporting. The speculation as to who this young man was was lost in the small narrative about the queens quick visit to the boutique. Max simply stared at the papers all morning partly giggling away to himself and keeping the royal family amused as he read each one over and over. Simply put he found it strange seeing his photograph in the paper standing next to the queen, he was soon to learn how different it was being in the press hidden in the palace then when he was out exposed in public. The biggest part of the news though was the queen dropping that Josh was designing a dress for the royal celebration on the 10th January. Fashion houses and designers all over the world would read this and start paying more attention to this Joshua Franks. By lunchtime Josh had already received a commission to design a dress for a celebrity, he was on the fence about it and decided to hold off accepting any commissions. After all he was currently doing a commission for the royal family except the dowager queen and princess Marie.

7. I realized as soon as he had left what time it was and that I needed to go to sleep soon or I’d have no chance of being useful at work the next day. Matt wasn’t back yet so I walked naked to the bathroom, not that it would have mattered any more, and got ready for bed. It however, became very apparent very quickly to me that sleeping while locked and exceedingly horny was not easy. Maybe, I thought, I’ll get use to it, there was no way Mike hadn’t slept since he put on his cage. Tonight, though, there was going to be very little sleep for me. I tossed and turned, straining at my cage, and feeling my wet slick hole. I watched the hours tick by, my alarm getting closer and closer. Around three Mike came back in. I never closed my door all the way when I went to bed or it got too hot, and Mike peaked around the crack. Seeing that I was still up, he came bounding into my room. “Can’t sleep?” “Nope,” I grunted. “First night is always hardest.” He got in my bed and laid down next to me. He had stripped down to his jock before coming in and I felt his warm flesh against mine. “How am I so fucking horny?” “Because you’re discovering your new life,” he yawned, “you’ll get use to it eventually. It took me,” another smaller yawn, he was clearly drifting off, “like two weeks before I really slept well, but you’ll… be… fine.” He fell asleep curled up next to me and I shifted so we were spooning, his cage resting in my crack. We both smelled of cum and sweat, but it was comfortable. Wrapped in my cumdump roommates arms I drifted off into a light rather fitful sleep. My alarm came way too early and it felt impossible to drag myself out of bed. Mike was still there next to me and just sort of grumbled as I got up to shower and get dressed. When I left the apartment he had moved to his own bed and was laying with the door wide open, face down his legs spread, well used hole on display. It was murder getting to work. I felt myself straining in the cage and kept catching myself checking out every guy on the train. My day had barely started and already all I could think about was cock. Yesterday had been pure bliss, I longed to be naked feeling a man slide inside of me, not trapped in a button up shirt and a cardigan on my way to the office. By the time I was in the office I knew it was going to be a terribly unproductive day for me. Having settled at my desk and found a comfortable arrangement for my cage, I started doing just enough work that no one would notice or be mad at me while my mind wandered and I daydreamed about being fucked. Just after lunch is when I lost all self-control and was back on Scruff. I wasn’t really sure what my intentions were when I started but by four I had made plans with a guy not far from work to stop by his place before heading home. At 4:50 I packed up and snuck out a few minutes early. By 5:05 I was at his apartment and by 5:10 I was naked on my knees with yet another man’s cock in my mouth. The cute, tall, unassuming 30 year old ginger moaned as his cock grew to a hefty thick shaft in my mouth. I had told him about my cage and he had made me strip completely upon entering the apartment so he could look at my cock straining while he used me. It didn’t take him long to get completely hard, and knowing that a blow job was not why I was there, he soon had me on my back on his bed with my legs in the air. He bent me back, my knees next to my ears, as he dove into my hole with his tongue. After all the abuse yesterday, his tongue lapping at my hole felt amazing. I knew I was still looser than normal and my hole quickly opened up for him, begging him to slide his raw cock inside. He chewed and spat on my hole, making it slicker and wetter. I was becoming putty again. My whole body was becoming centered around my hole, it was all I could focus on. A long drip of precum was hanging from my cage but it felt inconsequential compared to what was happening with my ass. “Please fuck me,” I groaned, “I need your load” “You ready for my cock boy?” “Fuck yes!” “Good,” he straightened up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He spat a thick wad of spit into his palm and lubed up his cock, and lined it up with my hole. I had hold of my knees and I took a deep breath, feeling the pressure on my hole starting to mount, and then let all the air out of my lungs. My hole winked open and his cock, finding its mark, slid in. I wouldn’t say his cock was easy to take but my hole opened quickly for him and soon he was balls deep in me. “Fuck, this is a wet cunt,” he moaned as he bottomed out. “Fill me up.” “Don’t worry boy, I’ve got a big load ready for you.” We were off. He started long dicking me hard and fast, pulling his cock almost entirely from my hole and then banging it back in, hammering my second hole as he did. It didn’t take long and that part of me opened up to him too. Then I was just a sex toy he was using. He ground his cock into me, getting it as deep as he could. He tossed me over so that I was riding him, my cage smacking against his red treasure trail and his cock got yet further inside my guts. I grunted and groaned as he hammered up into me and I slammed my ass back against his cock. I was sweating now, as was he, it made my hole even more slick for him. “You’re going home full of my load boy.” “Fill me up. Make me fucking leak.” “A wet stretched out pussy full of cum.” “I need it.” “Pig.” “I need your fucking load.” “I’m going to breed you slut!” “Yes!” “Fuck!” “Please!” “Take my fucking…” he didn’t finish the sentence as he roared, and grabbed me by the shoulders. He forced me down onto his cock hard as it started to throb. He came for what felt like a deliciously long time, then his body went limp and his head crashed back against the bed. “Thanks boy, that was amazing.” “No,” I said sliding off his dick carefully, “thank you. I needed that.” “Hit me up next time you’re horny at work.” “I will!” I dressed and left him naked and sweaty in his bedroom. I felt pride, but as I got on the train home I knew I was still horny. Fuck!

I realize I’m in the minority on this, but when I want a massage I want a massage by an actual CMT who knows what he’s doing. I don’t want a handjob or a blowjob or a quick fuck.

Fuck Flus all around All the gifters settled back in, and we checked on how the other guys were doing. The first few days after the Thanksgiving week everyone was fine. But then it began to hit… The first to go down was Gus, but then, he had gotten several loads from me both during the party and after. He was snuggled in our room, Rob on one side, me on the other as another wave of chills came over him. “You guys gave me your virus, didn’t you?” he asked, point blank. “What do you mean?” I asked him “You and Rob, probably some other guys on the team too. I know that you all got sick for a couple of weeks, and never at the same time. You all have HIV and are getting the rest of the team infected too.” “Yea, too late now. Jon and Seth got it when they were freshmen, ironically from the same guys that infected us. Rob and I got it the start of the school year, and Chris and James got it from me and Rob. You mad about it?” “Nah, kinda hot that you guys set up that little party to stealth all us guys. Some of them may not figure out what is going on, just think they got a bug while home.” “Yea, that was kinda the idea.” Rob said as his hand wandered down to Gus’ cock. “See you are rock hard. Want to get some more viral cum in you while you ride out your fuck flu?” “Fuck Yeah! Want both of you to give me more, help make me really toxic so I can pass it on too. Have some assholes I would love to pass it on to back home over Christmas.” I turned Gus so he was facing me, his ass open for Rob. I had already given him the loads that got him here, so why not let Rob enjoy giving him the first of his Fuck Flu loads. I began to kiss Gus as Rob spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock. He positioned it at Gus’ hole and began to push. Gus groaned into our kiss as his hole opened up and let Rob in. I could feel his precum leaking out as Rob bottomed out, his balls hitting Gus’ hole. He gave Gus a few moments to get used to it then began to pound his ass. “Gonna add my strain to your toxic body.” Rob said as he began to pound Gus. “Yeah, add it to me, make me so fucking toxic” Gus replied. For the next 10 minutes or so, the only sounds in the room were the sloppy kissing from Gus and me, and the slap of Rob’s balls on Gus’ taint. “Here it comes, flooding you with my load!” Rob exclaimed as he shoved balls deep and began to shoot his cum into Gus. Gus Moaned into the kiss as he felt Rob’s cock throb with each pulse. We laid there for a few minutes, Rob slowly softening in Gus. Gus held on to me tight, resting against me as he fell in to a exhausted slumber from the battle his body was losing to our virus. Rob gently withdrew from him, and we kissed over his body. “Wonder what some of the other guys are doing right now?” Rob asked as we settled down and let Gus recover. … The next day we had a team meeting, and most of the guys did not look well as we sat on the bleachers with Coach Davis in front of us telling us about the practice schedule and what we would need to be doing till the season started after the Christmas holiday. The six of us and Gene, Jason and Don were the only ones who didn’t look like we were dealing with an illness. Coach Davis finished up, and dismissed us all, telling everyone to rest up and be ready to start practices. He asked Seth to join him in his office while the rest of us milled around a bit. I overheard a couple of the guys complaining about the flu they were dealing with, and wondering if it was something they caught at home or maybe from the Night at Seth’s. Rob and I grabbed Gus and were about to head back to the dorm when Alex walked up to us. “Hey Tom, got a sec?” he asked. “Sure,” I said “you guys go ahead I will meet you in a few.” Alex and I walked away from the rest of the guys still hanging out. “What’s up?” I asked him. “I have been feeling like shit for the past few days, and I remember back at the start of the year you kinda had similar symptoms. Some of the other guys may not know it, but I think I know what is going on.” “Yeah? What do you think?” “I think that you and the other guys got us all together to make this team all Poz. And I think it is the hottest thing ever!” “Well, Yeah, the six of us did all set you guys up to get Pozed. Glad you think it is hot. So why did you want to talk to me about it?” “Because I want another load of toxic cum from you, and probably any of the other poz guys.” “Sounds good to me. Your room good?” “Yeah, we can go back to my room.” I followed Alex back to his room, and the minute the door was closed we were all over each other. Stripping each other naked, our rock hard cocks ready to go. Alex’s body had the warmth of his fuck flu that still raged inside him, but his body was raring to go. I pushed Alex back on the bed and raised his legs in the air. I dove in and began to eat his hole, getting it ready for my cock. He moaned as my tongue entered his body. Soon his hole was open and ready for my cock. I spat on my cock, lined it up, and slowly slid in. “Oh god!” he moaned “that is what I need a toxic cock getting in me! Never even knew I wanted this till the flu took over, now it is all I think about.” “Going to give you another dose of toxic cum, make sure you are nice and potent once you are done converting.” I said as I began to slide in and out of his jock ass. “Fuck Yea! Give me more of that Poz cum! Get me nice and toxic!” I pounded his ass as hard as I could, really driving my cock in rough and deep. I looked down and there was a few drops of blood sticking to my cock as I pulled out. “Your hole is getting all bloody form me fucking you, gonna get more of this poz cum directly into you, make sure you are really potent.” I said as I looked back into his eyes and fucked him even harder than before if possible. A little while later, I said ”Here it comes Alex, giving you more of my toxic cum!” With that, I shoved in one more time and began to fill him up. We lay there for a moment, my cock slowly softening after flooding his bloody guts with more charged spunk. I could feel his hard cock throbbing between us. I slowly pulled out of his ass, my cock dotted with pink cum. I kissed him and moved to straddle his legs. I spit on his cock and lined it up with my hole. Sinking onto his cock, he moaned. “fuck, you gonna take my converting seed buddy?” Alex asked “Hell Yea, your cock is rock hard and feels like it needs to shoot some of that charged cum. Gonna mix your bug back in with mine.” Alex just laid there, moaning and occasionally thrusting up, but mostly let me control the fuck. I think he was a little tired to be honest. But far too soon, he moaned that he was going to cum. I rode him even harder and soon felt his cock begin to pulse as he shot his newly Poz seed into me. I collapsed onto him and we kissed as his cock finished shooting in me, and slowly got soft. I rolled off him and we cuddled for a bit till he fell asleep. I covered him up, got dressed, and headed back to my room, where I found Gus asleep in our bed, Rob doing some schoolwork. I kissed him, and told him what had happened. “So, looks like another one of the converts is happy with the results. Lets hope the rest of them don’t come after us.” Rob said. “Something tells me that the ones who figure out the truth will be happy for it, and the ones who are clueless will refuse to admit that anything could have happened.” I replied as I stripped and got into doing my own schoolwork. Things were going to definitely be interesting the next couple of weeks till Winter break.

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 think I'm gonna cancel. I don't care who wins and besides, tomorrow's Valentine's day. Let's snuggle up and watch it together." This was my usual bullshit and she wasn't having any of it. "This is your usual bullshit," she said patiently. "You know you'll have fun. You love John!" "..." "Frankly I'm offended you tried to use Valentine's day. Have some self respect." She was genuinely kidding. I laughed and said, "I admit I panicked. But you're right. John is awesome and I should go." John was awesome and I did want to go. ***** He was right around the corner. We had a six pack in the fridge so I grabbed that and walked over. I knocked a couple of times and he opened the door. "Hey! I didn't think you'd come. How's Sally?" "Oh she's great. She sends her regrets but would rather die than watch the Superbowl." John laughed more than he needed to and I came inside. There were only a couple of other guys there. He hadn't said, but I assumed John would have a bigger crowd but in fact there were just a two other guys. Both of them were like visibly gay. John didn't read as gay. Big and burly, he seemed like one of the guys. I definitely wasn't homophobic but I felt a little uncomfortable because I sometimes had gay fantasies. I'd never acted on them but at this point in my life I kinda figured why not... And I had a crush on John... And I think he knew it. We were all enjoying John's margaritas and I realized going over without eating lunch had been a mistake. One of the other guys, Tedd, took a liking to me. He was maybe mid 30s, but with a youthful look. i liked his tattoos and told him so. John was being his usual charming self and made sure my drink stayed full. He also made sure to be cool, cornering me as I came back from the bathroom and saying seriously "Hey, Tedd wants to fuck you. That's fine with me but I know you and Sally have a good thing going so think twice.. and make sure you know what you're in for." My tongue was loosened by the Tequila. "Tedd is fucking hot." Then I lied. "Sally knows I mess around with guys." He reached his hand back and down my jeans. His finger probed my anus. My dick started to stiffen. "He's got a big dick and you're really tight.... But alright faggot, have fun!" He said brightly. **** I wandered back into the living room as John's other friend was leaving. "Tell John I said bye. I've got a shift." I sat back on the couch. It was half-time. I was so horny and drunk and nervous I'd lost track of the game. Tedd sat next to me and got right to it, undoing his pants and pulling out his cut dick. I stared, frozen for a moment. He grabbed my head and gently pushed down. I scrambled down and sucked his penis into my mouth. My first time. It was harder than my girlfriends and wife made it seem! I struggled to take him as he got hard. He kept calling me "Bud". It was weird. "Suck my cock, bud." "Yeah that's it, bud." "You want to get fucked in the ass, bud?" My heart skipped a beat. I pulled my mouth off him and said "Yes... But here?" "Oh it's fine. John knows what's up. He said he was gonna work out. His equipment is in the garage." "Don't worry. I'll get some lube, bud." He headed into John's bedroom and I heard him in some drawers. I kicked off my shoes and undid my jeans. I pulled them off with my underwear leaving me nude from the waist down. I pulled off my shirt next. I was buck naked in my gay neighbors place waiting to get fucked in the ass by a man. My heart was pounding. He came back with a big pump tub of lube and what I recognized from gay porn I'd watched as poppers. Tedd maneuvered my body so I was on my knees on the couch facing the back. "Does John have any condoms?" "I didn't find any, bud." He squirts a glob of lube on his hand and slops it on my hole and slicks up his cock. He comes up behind me and hands me the poppers. "This'll make it easier, bud." I inhaled and my head spun for a minute. He slid inside me. Tedd fucked me hard, slapping against my ass. His dick was big and uncomfortable inside me but I loved it. It was hot knowing he was fucking me bare. He was definitely going to breed me, I was sure of that. I could tell he was close. I could tell he was trying not to cum. He didn't last. He pounded my hole for a few seconds and then pulled out. I stayed still, panting, as he jerked more cum against my hole. "fuck, you've got a tight hole, bud."

Thank you. It is appreciated. For the past couple years I have read other stories and enjoyed them. In September I got my first bootybump. That really opened my mind with deviant possibilities for the story. It really unlocked parts of me in more than one way. Got my second one a couple months ago and that really empowered me to crank this out I have Saturdays completed and finishing Sunday's . I still have something special planned for the kid.t

Next chapter tomorrow. I got more time than I thought to write.i am really enjoying writing this. With a the feedback it helps keeping me going. I am almost finished with Sunday chapter also

One thing to remember: There's something special about every body. Each physical body possesses at least some qualities of specialness, whether it's self-apparent or not. Even when going through a "low period", know that you are attractive in some ways to other men, even if you can't see it yourself. None of us are perfect - all our bodies have some kind of self-perceived "fault", but that's more a mental block than an actuality. For example, I'm (polite cough) "slight-of-build" - always have been. To me, it's inconceivable that any guy would ever want to fuck me. However, that has happened occasionally, and not because he wanted a porn-perfect ass - it's been when I've "connected" with him to the point that he wants to share - experience - enjoy some part of me that attracts him. Not the ass, the consciousness. I'll happily share that "connection" with any guy, since it's a rare event. Sure, there are guys out there that have nothing but themselves to be concerned about, and think that only the prettiest, hottest, most visually appealing bit of flesh is worthy of them. Just let those guys wallow in their shallowness, and open your mind to everything else that's potential far more rewarding.

The snowball fight was great fun, especially the surprise attack by Hannes on guard duty. The little scene between Max and the Queen in the car really tugged at my heart strings -- the first time she's opened up and we've learned about her, and how similar her position was to Max when she first came into the royal world. A beautiful vignette!

I forgot to mention this is the true story of my first experience.

As Viking noted, messaging is a privilege. But beyond that: again, the point of this site is not primarily for members to communicate on-on-one with each other. It's to develop a community. Once you prove yourself part of the community, you get the privilege of private communications.

I feel like for me, regularly hooking up was a coping mechanism - some would argue an unhealthy one, although I would say out of the ones I have available to me it's probably the healthiest - for the mental health problems I already had. When at the start of 2020 (shortly before the pandemic hit us here in Spain) I had something bad enough happen to make me lose my sex drive, it led to me spiralling down: Loss of sex drive = loss of sex life = loss of coping mechanism = further mental deterioration, including an even more inhibited sex drive. On top of that singular vicious cycle, I also gained weight, and so in the brief periods where I have felt better and wanted to have sex, I have felt unable to as my body image is considerably worse than it was (because my body in itself is worse) and like I know there are plenty of guys who are into bigger guys, but...I would just feel much more comfortable having sex if my body was how it was before - which was nothing special at all, just better than what I've got at the moment. While I don't think my use of hookups as a coping mechanism is necessarily unhealthy, my dependence on it as my only functional coping mechanism definitely was. It's best to diversify these things, so maybe you could take this opportunity to reflect upon if maybe what you are finding is that you don't have the desire to do stuff or interest in doing things, other than sex, and since you can't fill all your time with sex, you're running into issues. So like, try and maintain a healthy sex life, but at the same time, try and maintain a healthy non-sex life as well

about 1/2 the massages I get end up in sex - always bareback!

glory holes used to be just for discrete sex but now they are so that normal horny men can use the mouths, throats and fuckholes of dirty, slutty, shameless faggot whores like me without needing to associate with faggots that are such cockhungry, cumthirsty whores that we are willing to get down on our knees or bend over to suck any males cock or let ANY male fuck us up the ass bareback and blow their load into our guts, sight unseen, no questions asked. we are super easy and a great object for men to use to get themselves off but they dont want anyone to know they use trashy cumdumps and dont want some shameless faggot recognizing them in public. some trashy whores are so shameless they aren’t discrete.i have run into many men who have fucked my ass or my mouth while they were with friends or family and they really appreciate my discretion on their behalf. I will get on my knees and blow a guy on a busy street corner if he wants but when I find out a guy who fucked me knows my parents or is my buddies dad (grade 10 lol)I play it coy.one time I walked pat a group of 7 guys who had all fucked me in the mall restroom or the porntheatre and they all acted like they didnt know me. till the youngest one followed me to the restroom for a blowjob, then they all came in one by one. lol another time I went to a restaurant with my mom and she knew the waiter, an older man who had fucked me in a porntheatre a bunch of times. I went in the restroom at the restaurant and he came in and fucked me. but for the most part, because of darkrooms, glory holes and blindfolds I have no idea what most of the thousands of men who have fucked me and came inside me look like and they prefer it that way. I have had men I didnt recognize from Adam tell me they have bred me 20 or more times. I’m a cumdump, I dont need to see you to take your load. I’m a cocksucker and a faggot. I dont need to see men to suck their cocks. I am a fucktoy. men dont need to see me to use me. I’m trash so men dont want to be associated with me.i’m a guilty pleasure. easy to use and I was born to suck cocks, get fucked and take loads. doesn’t matter whose.

Dad and Dave ask for Tom’s assistance. Tom was not the only boy on our radar for the new school year, but once we had met and we learned the truth of his parentage, it did change the idea of what our relationship was going to be. Rather than the typical convert and move on, he became a part of our family. It also helped that he was a chaser who would become a breeder, and had a ready supply of young college boys at his doorstep. But then, thanks to all the websites and apps out there, we had plenty lined up that were just boys to be bugged up and then sent on their ways. When Justin contacted us about meeting up and fucking, we had just found out that Tom and Rob had been charged up and were going to start spreading around our family bug. The only problem with Justin was that he wanted to play safe only, and our goal was to pass on our DNA and make sure it kept spreading. Since Justin and Tom were the same age, I came up with the idea that we Get Tom to convince Justin to let us bug him up. The next time Tom was over for dinner and fucking, I figured I would bring up the idea with him. “Tom, Dave and I have a favor to ask of you. You can say no, but I am sure you will be glad to help us out with this one.“ I said to him as Dave cleared the dishes from the table. “Sure Dad, you know I would do anything for you.” Tom said. “We had another boy contact us about fucking him, but he wants us all to play safe. Dave and I have stealthed guys before, and if what I have in mind fails, then we will stealth this boy too.” I began “I will give you his screen name, and I want you to befriend him. Once you befriend him, I want you to start planting the idea of getting bugged up into his mind. Convince him that it is hot and worth it to become a cum slut and take poz loads.” “Dad, I'll be more than happy to help you and Dave with this. I think that all boys should be like me and willing to take poz daddy cum and convert so they can be true cum sluts. Speaking of which, I have a hole here that needs some daddy dick in it, and then lots of daddy cum to keep it sated. It’s hot breeding the other boys at school, but I really want you both more than them. “ I was boned from the idea of my son helping us to convert another boy to our poz family, so I motioned him over to me. Tom dropped between my legs and took my hard cock out of my shorts and began to suck it. As he sucked on my cock, he stripped off his pants and began to play with his hole, getting it ready for the night. Dave stripped off his pants as he returned from the kitchen and knelt behind our son. Dave’s tongue took over for Tom’s fingers and soon Tom was moaning around my rock hard cock. As soon as his hole was wet with Dave’s spit, Dave got up on his knees and slid his cock into Tom’s hole. Tom moaned in pleasure as Dave’s balls hit his ass, and his cock stretched his hole out. I pulled my cock from Tom’s lips and helped both my boys to stand up with Dave’s cock still firmly planted in Tom’s ass. We all quickly got to the bedroom and Dave fell down onto his back with Tom on top of him and his cock still buried in Tom. Tom’s legs went up giving me access to his hole, and I quickly slid my entire length into his hole alongside Dave. Tom’s hole was nice and lose from the workout he gave it regularly, but with both our cocks in there, it was as tight as a glove. I began to thrust, and soon was giving his hole a real pounding. “Yeah, Daddy, Rough up that hole, give me more of your virus! Get me pregnant again," grunted Tom. “My boy wants more of daddy’s virus-laden cum planted in his ass? Wants more of the cum that made him knocking him up?” I growled at him. “Please Daddy, Give me your toxic seed! Always make sure that I am marked as your boy!” A few more strokes and I heard Dave’s breathing changing signaling that he was also getting close to giving our son another dose of our family’s toxic cum. I sped up my thrusts to make sure that Dave and I both shot at about the same time. A low growl began to come from Dave signaling that he was holding back from cumming. “Here you go, Boy. A double dose of Daddy’s charged cum for your hungry pussy!” And with a final thrust, I planted my cock deep in Tom and began to shoot, with Dave releasing his cum as soon as he felt my cock pulse as I shot into my son, our poz child. Afterwards we all collapsed onto the bed, and Tom reached over to what was now his nightstand and pulled out a plug. Sliding it into his used hole, he kissed both of us and got out of the bed. “If it's okay, I’m going to use your computer to see if Justin is online. Might as well start working on him now and then soon he can know the pleasure of having this filled up with poz daddy cum feeling.” “Okay,” I said, “just don’t take too long, Your daddies still have more cum for that ass tonight.” “Yes, sir!” Tom logged in to Adam4Adam, where we had met Justin, of course with his own account. He soon found that Justin was online, and sent him a smile. He waited a few minutes, and soon Justin sent him a reply, asking him what was up. “Not much, just cruising around on here, seeing if I can find a nice big-dicked daddy to spend some time with tonight. Saw we are about the same age and thought I’d say 'Hi'.” Tom replied. “Cool, so you like older guys too?” Came back Justin’s reply. “Yep, nothing better than getting an older guy to fuck you.” Tom said, making sure not to say anything about barebacking or breeding yet. “How about guys our age? You fool around with them?” “Yeah, my roommate and I fuck all the time, but nothing feels as good in my ass as the dick of a nice looking man old enough to be my father!” “Wish my roommate was gay. Then I’d have someone to fuck with any time. Unfortunately he's straight and is always bringing girls back to fuck. I don’t mind, since I get to hear him fuck them and imagine that they are me. But I really wish I had someone to fuck with regularly instead of coming on here and hoping to find a guy to mess around with.” “I totally understand. My initial roommate was like yours, but we moved around once I started fucking around with my current roommate, who is also a buddy of mine from my wrestling team.” “Cool. So you wrestle. Explains why you look so fit in your pics.” “Yep. I go to American, where do you go to school?” “Georgetown. It’s nice and I really like this area of DC so far. Lots of hot guys around.” “Yeah, lots of hot guys up here too, but like I said, older guys really get me going. Make me rock hard and just want to bend over for them to fuck me.” “Yeah, I have talked to a couple of older guys on here that I want to meet up with. One in particular really gets me excited. He has a husband, but seems they both play with younger guys.” “Really? What’s his screen name, maybe I have played with them. I have had a couple of hook-ups with some nice daddies since I moved here at the beginning of August.” “It is ‘RyanandDave2breed’. Have you played with them? They look hot, but the ‘anything goes’ kinda makes me nervous. I’ve only had a couple of guys fuck me, but it was always with condoms. I’ve never had a guy of any age fuck me bare.” “Yeah, they are hot. Have yet to meet with them. Trouble meshing our schedules. I’ve had a couple of guys fuck me without condoms, it feels great to be honest. Roommate and I fuck each other bare and we both love the feel of the cum in our asses. But then, I know it is not for everyone. I just think you need to live life with no regrets; know what I mean?” “Yea, I just don’t want to catch anything. Afraid if I did, it would show up on my folks insurance and they would cut me off.” “That would be a bummer, thankfully I am on the college plan and not my Mom’s any more so she won’t know if I catch anything. Hey, I gotta run. Roommate is back and he is begging me to fuck. Since I can’t find any daddy dick, gonna fuck with him. You are cool. Gonna buddy list you and maybe sometime soon we can meet up, even just for a soda or something. BTW, Tom here.” “Cool, lucky you! Guess I will just keep jacking off and cum before my roommate gets back. Justin here. Meeting up for something would be great; I need some gay friends here.” Before signing off, Tom sent Justin his phone number and told him to text him tomorrow and they could meet up over the weekend. Tom shut down the computer and headed back to the bedroom, after all he had two daddies who needed to have their cocks taken care of and he was sure they had recharged by now and were ready to bust more nutts in his ass. Dave and I did not disappoint him that night, and again first thing in the morning before we headed to work, and he went back to school. Tom told us he was meeting with Justin over the weekend, and he suggested that maybe he can convince Justin to a four way with him and Justin as our bottom boys, and pretending that we are all meeting for the first time. I love my boy and his devious mind. I am so glad he is now in my life and that he is helping us to spread the family DNA to every boy possible.

Rob & Tom’s First Conquest Here it was, a little less than two months since I had left home and started college. Now, not only had I met and been knocked up by my dream daddy, and my real daddy, but I also had helped knock up my new best friend and fuck buddy. Early October, Rob and I went to the local free clinic and got tested to confirm that we were both poz. Our test results came back just as we hoped, poz. They wanted to put us on meds, but we asked for time to think it over; and so we’d be more potent to knock up the other guys on the wrestling team. With our confirmed status, it was now time to start passing on our bug to the other guys on the team, but the question was, who first? Rob wanted to start big, and get Jon and Seth pozzed up so that they could share it with their other hookups. I thought we should start with one or two of the guys in our own class. We decided that we’d kinda feel out who we wanted the most and see which one bit first on taking our poz loads. With that agreed, the next day, Rob hung out with Jon to see if he could set up a group session with all four of us. I hung out with Chris after practice, and tried my moves to get the bi boy to take my raw cock bare in his ass. I really wanted to poz him up, since it would mean not only guys getting our virus, but also possibly some girls getting knocked up with my family DNA. After chatting about wrestling, and how it often makes me horny, I had Chris on the hook. He was boned up to find a place for us to fuck. I texted Rob and asked him to let me have the room for a few hours so I could get Chris back, and hopefully knocked up. But I also secretly told him to come back 'early' so he could possibly also add his toxic cum to Chris. Chris and I headed back to my room, subtly groping each other as we made our way across campus from the gym. Once back in the room, we both fell on each other and began to kiss and strip each other. As I pushed his jeans and boxers down, I dropped to my knees and began to suck on Chris’ cut cock. It quickly grew in my mouth to its full seven inches. Chris stood me up, and pushed my jeans down and my half hard uncut cock sprang out at him as I had not worn my boxers after practice. He was quickly gobbling my foreskin and sucking my cock down to the root with my head hitting the back of his throat. Chris definitely knew how to suck cock. We fell onto the bed and quickly were in a 69 position, each sucking on the other’s cock. I popped his cock out of my mouth and began to work my way towards his tight pucker. Chris moaned around my cock as I began to work my tongue into his hole. It tasted sweet, his sweat and shower gel making a great taste in my mouth. Soon, Chris pulled me up for a kiss and I slid between his legs. As we kissed, I rubbed my cock on his ass, occasionally catching the head on his hole. Each time my cock would catch, he would let out a slight moan of pleasure. I decided to go for it, and the next time my cock was at his hole, I began to push in. Chris grabbed my hips, and helped me slide raw into his ass. He broke the kiss and told me to fuck him hard, as he liked it rough. With just my spit and his as lube, I knew it was going to be a rough fuck and probably have more than he expected from it. I bent Chris in half and pounded his hole as hard as I could while we kissed. He continually groaned in pleasure from the rough fuck I was giving him, and before either of us knew it, his cock began to shoot a load of his neg jizz all over our stomachs and chests. As his hole clenched with each pulse of his balls unloading, it brought me that closer to unloading my toxic cum into his roughed up hole. I wanted to make it last a bit longer to make sure I roughed him up enough that my toxic seed would take root in him; so I slowed down and began to long dick him. This got him going again, and even though he had just cum, his cock did not deflate. After about ten more minutes, I felt my load starting to rise. “I’m going to cum!” I told Chris. “Yea, give me your seed!” “Ok buddy, here it comes, going to knock you up!” With one more shove, I sank into his hole till my balls were on his ass and I began to shoot my toxic load deep into his raw ass. As my seed shot into him, I leaned down and kissed Chris deeply. Once I was done shooting into his unprotected ass, I stayed in him and slowly fucked him till I felt my cock losing its hardness. I slowly pulled out, and seeing as how Chris’s cock was still rock hard, I grabbed his first load of cum and smeared it on his cock then, straddling him, sank down onto his cock. Both of us moaned as his cock sank into my cunt which was hungry for his hopefully last load of neg cum. I rode him for a good twenty minutes till he said he was going to cum again. “Give it to me like I gave it to you! Plant that seed in my cunt!” “Here it comes buddy!” And with that, Chris slammed his cock into me and I felt it enlarge and began to shoot his jizz into my hole. I leaned over and kissed him as his cock slowly softened and popped out of my now seeded cunt. Just as we were coming down from our session, I heard the key in the door and it opened as Rob came in. “MMMM, I just love to see two team mates bonding like that. Can I join in?” Rob said as he closed the door. I looked at Chris, and he nodded slightly. “Sure, get that clothing off, and join us over here on the bed buddy," I invited. Rob quickly shucked his clothes off and climbed on the bed with us. All three of us kissed and groped each other as Rob’s cock grew to its full size. “Who’s going to let me fuck them?” Rob asked. “I got an idea,” I said, “why don’t you take turns fucking both of us side by side.” “Damn, that would be hot!” Chris said Chris and I got up on our hands and knees on the side of the bed as Rob stood behind us. “Now, let’s see who end up up with my load.” Rob said And with that, he slid his cock into my ass and pumped away a few times, then he switched over to Chris’ cunt and fucked it for a while. He kept switching back and forth between the two of us, and both of us got hard again from the pleasure Rob was giving our holes. After I was rock hard again, I flipped onto my back and motioned Chris to climb on top of me. Rob pulled out, and Chris quickly straddled me and sank down onto my cock. As soon as my bone was buried in his hole, Rob lined up his rod and slowly pushed it in with mine. Chris moaned as his hole was stretched by the two cocks he was taking. Soon Rob and I had a rhythm going and as I looked over Chris’ shoulder at Rob I knew it would not be long till he was adding his DNA to mix with mine in Chris. “Yeah, buddy,” Rob said “Gonna add my jizz to this cummy hole and make sure to knock you up good!” “Do it. Flood me with your cum," Chris replied. A few more thrusts and Rob shoved his cock deep into Chris. “Here it comes Buddy, Take my seed; Gonna get you pregnant with our Baby!” I felt Rob’s cock pulse as he shot his toxic load deep into Chris’ stretched-out hole. The sensation of Rob breeding Chris made my second load rush up and I shoved my cock as far as it would go and shot my second load into Chris. “Here is my second load, Chris. You are really going to be knocked up with our baby!” After Rob and I had finished injecting Chris and our softening cocks slid out of his cummy hole, we all collapsed on the bed, with Chris nestled between the two of us. Rob and I each wrapped a hand around Chris’ cock and jacked it till he moaned and shot his seed all over his chest, belly and our hands. Now with all of us sated, at least for the moment, we cuddled up and started some pillow talk. “Guys,” Chris began “you both said you were getting me pregnant or knocked-up. Did you both give me poz loads?” “Yep, we both gave you injections of our high viral load poz cum.” I told him. “Hope you are okay with that.” “Well, I wasn’t exactly planning on becoming poz, but this has been the hottest session I have ever had with any guy. If I become poz from it, then so be it. But I will say, that I hope before the night is out that I have a few more loads from you boys in me.” With that, we all shared a passionate kiss and began the next round of fucking. Chris fucked each of us over the course of the night, and Rob and I each gave him two more loads before we all got dressed and headed to the dining hall for breakfast and then back to our rooms to start the next day of classes. Time will tell if Chris converts, but when he before he left for his room, he asked when we could hook up again and swap some more loads. I told him that Rob and I were working on spreading our poz seed around the team. He said that if he converts, he will help us spread it to the team and around campus. I hope he does convert soon, we could use another brother to spread the family line.

I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. It had been a long, frustrating day at work. It was a Friday, and I was stuck in the office late, again, trying to finish a project that should have been done in half the time, but kept getting more and more complicated as I tried to finish it. I finally left the office around ten o'clock at night. I hailed a cab to take me home to Brooklyn, and settled in to the seat. Traffic was awful, so I pulled out my iPhone and started to browse through Grindr while the cab inched through the gridlock. After the week I had at the office, I needed to get off! It wasn't long before I was chatting with a couple of different guys. The one that seemed to suit my mood the best that night had a profile picture of himself, shirtless and flexing in the mirror in a gym. He was Latino, and at forty he was more than fifteen years older than I was but you wouldn't have been able to guess that from his ripped, muscular body. I also liked the visible bulge in the crotch of his workout shorts. You couldn’t really see his face in the picture, but he looked decent enough and his body was insane! He said that he was really into fucking younger, slim white guys like me, and that I should come right over because he was going to ‘rock my world’. We exchanged more pictures, and I could feel my cock hardening in my briefs and my asshole twitching. His cock was thick, veiny and uncut, and as huge as it had looked through his shorts, and his body looked sexier in every picture. I was horny, and he had me hooked. I tapped on the partition and told the cab driver that I had changed my mind, and had a new destination. As soon as we were clear of the traffic trying to get on the bridge, I was at this guy's apartment in less than ten minutes. I had slight butterflies in my stomach as I paid the taxi and climbed out. He buzzed me in as soon as I rang the bell, and I climbed the dingy, narrow stairs up to his apartment. He was waiting for me in the doorway, looking even better than his pictures. His body was solid muscle, and his tattooed arms stretched the sleeves of his white teeshirt to the limit. He had a shaved head and a few days worth of stubble on his jaw. He smiled warmly and led me into the dim apartment. In the living room he had some porn playing silently on his tv. He sat me down on the couch and offered me a drink while I got comfortable and relaxed. I said sure, and he disappeared into the kitchen to prepare one for me. I kicked off my shoes and loosened my tie. He placed the drink on the table in front of me and sat down right next to me with his. We clinked glasses and I tried to calm my nerves with a big swallow of my drink. He ran his big, strong hands across my chest, pulling my tie out of the collar of my shirt and tossing it to the floor. I could feel my whole body relaxing as he massaged my shoulders and chest, gradually unbuttoning my shirt until it was open to the waist. His touch was making me so horny I could barely stand it! I took another gulp of my drink, and before I knew it I had drained the glass. I relaxed more and more as his hands explored my body. Before I knew what was happening, he was slipping my shirt down off my shoulders and helping me out of it. The room was spinning around me as he rubbed his hands all over me, unbuckling my belt and opening my pants. He helped me stand up so that he could pull my pants down. When I tried to step out of them I stumbled and he had to catch my arm to keep me from falling over. I couldn't focus on anything, and I could barely nod when I heard him saying 'we had better get you to bed'. I had never felt this out of it before! He half guided, half carried me down the hall into the dark bedroom and lay me down on the bed. As I lay there with the room spinning around me, I felt him lift my arms above my head and wrap something around my wrists. I was totally spaced out, lying there on the bed. I felt like I couldn't move, even if I had wanted to. After I don’t know how long, I felt him climb on top of me. He had stripped off his jeans and teeshirt, and was straddling my chest naked. His bulky body forced my shoulders down into the mattress. He slapped his hard cock across my face, pulling my mouth open and pushing the leaking head of his uncut monster cock towards the back of my throat. The awkward angle made me gag almost immediately but he still grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper down my throat. When I panicked and tried to push him away, I realized that my arms were bound above my head. It felt like they were tied to the headboard. I was freaking out in my head, but I couldn't move my body enough to try to throw him off of me. After I had gagged and choked on his dick for a while he climbed off of me and I could feel him spreading my legs. His fingers forced their way into my tight asshole. I groaned and tried to move away but I was too weak and my body refused to obey. He kept pushing them into me, stretching my hole. I felt him push something up into me, and it was like he squirted something inside of me to lube up my hole. Before long I started to feel a hot sensation spreading through my entire body, like it was flowing in waves from my ass. I groaned again. He laughed as he lifted my legs up and held them to my chest with one of his strong hands wrapped around my ankles. I tried to pull away again but it was no use, I felt like I had no control over any part of my body. I could feel the tip of his bare cock pressing insistently against my hole. He had me pinned to the bed, and his strong hips slowly forced it into me. I tried to scream as his raw cock ripped through my tight asshole, but all I could do was whimper. I could feel his low hanging balls slap against my ass as he bottomed out and started to fuck me. I must have backed out, because the next thing I remember I was lying on my stomach. I could still feel a huge cock in my ass but as my consciousness returned I realized that I was moaning in pleasure and grinding my hips, slamming my ass back against each thrust like I was in heat. It was like I was possessed! My mind was still foggy, but my dick had taken over control! I could hear myself begging for more cock, and to be fucked harder! My hands had been untied, and I was jerking on my leaking cock as he pounded my ass. I kept slipping in and out of awareness, but no matter how many times I woke up, I was always aware of the big cock in my asshole, sending waves of pleasure through my whole being. The lights of the room seemed to have gotten brighter, and they hurt my eyes and made it hard to focus. It was like I was hearing voices, but I was too disoriented to make out what they were saying. I have no idea how long all this went on. I have a vague memory of being helped to a cab and giving the driver my address, and then being helped up the stairs to my own apartment. When I finally woke up, I felt like I was in the midst of the worst hangover of my life. My head was pounding, my mouth was bone dry, and as soon as I rolled over on my bed I could feel a dull aching in my ass. I stumbled into the kitchen to gulp down a glass of water and try to clear my head. I walked back into the bedroom and noticed my laptop open on the side of my bed. I sure didn't remember leaving it there... When I tapped the trackpad, it woke up and displayed an XTube video page. I was about to close the browser window when I froze. The thumbnail preview image looked like me! The videos title was "SLUTTY TWINK GETS BRED AND GETS HIS HOLE WRECKED BY FOUR HUNG THUGS". Wait, what? I clicked play and watched, dumbfounded. It was me alright. My eyes were open wide but totally unfocused as I lay there on my stomach with a huge, muscular man climbing on top of me and shoving his huge, veiny, bare cock deep into my ass. The camera panned around as he groaned and you could hear the camera man laughing nastily and saying 'Breed that twink cunt, bro! Knock the fucker up!' I could hear my own voice groaning -- and begging! I was begging for more cock! I was panting and screaming and saying 'Harder! Fuck me harder! Please!' I was in shock. I sank down onto the bed, sitting in front of my laptop with my mouth hanging open. What the fuck had I done last night? What had happened to me? The video kept on playing, showing a close-up of the thick cock as it pounded my ass. My asshole looked like it was stretched to the limit around the thick shaft. I could hear the man fucking me groaning and he started to slam my ass even harder. The camera zoomed in even more as he pulled his cock out of my ass and what looked like a gallon of thick, creamy sperm poured out of my gaping pink hole. What I saw next made me jump up off the bed and run over to the mirror on my bedroom door. The man's hand had grabbed a marker from the mattress and drawn a line on my ass. A line just a few inches long, next to two other lines just like it. When I pulled down my pants and looked at my butt in the mirror, I felt sick. Six. Four lines, plus another drawn diagonally through them, plus one more. There was also something scrawled on my back but I couldn't exactly read it in the mirror with my head in that dazed condition. I walked slowly over to the laptop on the bed, where the video was still playing. Now I saw myself getting fucked doggy style by a big black guy whose face was blurred out by a block of pixels, and whose body looked twice the size of mine. He smacked my ass hard as he fucked me, and the look on my face was one of pure animal pleasure. The camera zoomed in on his cock in my ass, and I could read the words 'CUM DUMP' printed across my lower back in thick black marker. I grabbed my phone and tried to look up where I had ended up last night, but when I opened up Grindr I saw that the entire history, all of my chats had disappeared -- been cleared out. The groaning, grunting noises coming from my laptops speakers pulled my attention back to the screen as the black guy fucking me pulled his glistening, sperm lubed cock out of my ass, and, holding my ass spread with one hand, squirted his load directly into my gaping hole, only to add the fourth line to the tally on my ass and be quickly replaced by another raw cock, shoved into my ass without any pause or warning. I could hear the cameramen ask 'You like those raw dicks up your ass boy?'. In my head I screamed NO, but in the video I heard myself moaning 'Yes sir!'. 'You like getting bred boy? You want us to knock you up?' NO! 'Uh, yes, please! I want that cum in my ass!' 'Good boy!' How had this video ended up online? The thought froze me to my core -- my face was flashing across the Internet, begging for raw cock! Who knows who could already have seen it? When I tried to look at the profile of the person who uploaded the movie, it turned out to be blank with no information. The username was just a string of random numbers. 'I think he's ready, want to give him a try?' I switched back to the window where the video was playing. I was shown from behind, being positioned on top of the muscular guy whose body I recognized from the photos he had sent me last night, but whose face was blurred out. There was another close-up shot of his cock slipping into my sloppy, cum filled asshole. As soon as I had slid down to the base of his long cock, another guy climbed onto the bed. I gasped in unison with my video self as he lined his cock up against my already occupied hole, grabbed my hips, and forced his cock all the way into me along with the other one. From the sounds I was making in the video, it was a pretty tight fit. Just seeing that part of the video made my poor asshole throb. My screaming and moaning slowly turned to cries of pure pleasure -- it was like having those two cocks ripping my asshole wide open had made me loose my mind! It sure didn't take long for the guys fucking me to loose it, either. The feeling of their cocks rubbing together, stuffed into my straining ass and lubed up with four loads of sperm didn't take long to make them cum. I could tell because they just held me in place and literally fucked their cum into me. The video cut to me lying on my back on the bed with a dazed expression on my face, with my legs being lifted and spread apart with strong, anonymous hands. Another set of hands rubbed my chest. The final set of hands were rubbing my ass. You could see how tender and pink it was as the fingers of that hand played with the swollen lips and collected some of the cum leaking out of me. When he had a good load dripping from his fingers, he brought them up to my mouth for me to lick clean. My eyes unfocused, I did it without any hesitation, cleaning every last drop off his hand with my tongue. He moved his hand back to my ass, shoving three thick fingers up into me. In the video, I groaned and grabbed my own dick, stroking it wildly. 'Do you think you can take my fist, boy?' He asked me. 'Make me take it!' My own voice slurred like I was drunk or high. He worked another finger into my ass, pushing his hand in knuckle deep and twisting it around in my stretched out hole. The hand that had been stroking my chest now brought a small brown bottle up to my nose, holding it there until I inhaled deeply. As I did, my ass must have spasmed, because that's all it took for his thumb to force its way in. I sat there frozen as I watched his big hand disappear in my ass up to the wrist. In the video, my cock was still semi hard and oozing precum. I realized that it had been the hard and leaking the whole time I had been watching the video, as well. On screen, my ass was being abused as he punched his fist into me over and over, stretching my hole to the absolute limit. I was given another round of the poppers to inhale and I just lost if. My whole body shook as I groaned and squirted a huge load of cum from my cock. I whimpered and moaned, and it seemed like I came for almost a minute straight. When I was done, the hand was pulled from my ass with a loud slurping plop, and the camera zoomed in on my gaping hole. As the screen faded to black, you could hear the cameraman's voice asking me 'Did you like that?' 'Yes...' The video ended. I didn't know what to do. My head was still foggy and spinning. All I could think of was clicking back to the beginning and watching again. So I did. And this time I pulled out my cock and started to stroke while I watched.

Hi everyone, The last time I was here, I said, "I suppose deep down I understand that I'm going to get HIV sooner or later. It doesn't bother me, and I believe that I'll accept it when it happens, but I want to experience as much unprotected sex as I can before I get it." and "Maybe the best thing to do is just accept every load, no matter what. It's what I want deep down, and I'm starting to believe my life is worthless if I deny it. It's what I am." But I still felt kind of confused. Since I was last here, I have spent my time thinking about everything, and I have decided that I want to become a cumdump. I feel totally certain, and it's like my life is beginning. The next time I have lots of free time is on Saturday, and I'm going to spend the day in a sauna, sucking every dick that I'm able to. I feel a bit scared about anal sex, but it's just because I'm really inexperienced at it, and if a guy wants to fuck me and cum in my ass and stuff, I will definitely let him. I'm not going to ask any questions about a guy's status, and I will take every load. I suppose I just want to tell you guys, because this is the place where I feel I can talk about this stuff and not be condemned. This is a really big thing for me, and I feel grateful to this place for helping me to understand what I want, and accept that it's okay. And yeah, if you have any advice for me, I totally welcome it.

I make it clear at the outset, it's bareback or nothing!

I used to be worried about going to the sauna or out cruising or hitting the nudist beach and bumping into someone I knew, but clearly if I did then we’d have something else in common, so why worry? It has taken me a while to reach that conclusion-perhaps that’s what happens when you get a bit older and don’t give a shit about what people think about you anymore. Don’t think I’ve got any boundaries - as long as everyone involved is comfortable and enjoying it, go for it!

I still think if you stay in shape, try to look your best, there will be tops willing to fuck you. Remember they are aging too. I have heard many younger bottoms say "Oh, I would never get fucked by a guy in his 40s". Then, in walks a guy with 9 plus inches and that who ideology goes out the window. I think it is a "case by case" basis really,

You could end up with some really worn out tops 🤣

No words - just 💖

Nothing more sexy than another man taking your ass and using you his way…

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No, it's not your age. Covid has fucked many areas of human existence these past few years, and it's easy to feel isolated. I stopped hitting the fuckjoints for a while until all the vaxxes were up to date. In the meantime, managed to keep the beast at bay by meeting up with a fb who was in the same boat once or twice a week. It's hardly the same as hitting the darkrooms, but - for both of us, it was at least something. We're certainly not "lovers" - we're merely compatible sexually, and we like and trust each other in a more general way. Two Pigs in a seriously limited Pen, I guess. I did, however, resume my regular schedule of hitting the fuckjoints last month though. My right hand began a bit of a revolt earlier in the year, and I promised him I'd give him a rest. So far, so good. I hope you can manage to figure out some way to maintain your sexual as well as mental balance - it shouldn't be all that much longer now. Cheers !!

Don’t get me wrong. I was fucked by “adult” men while I was underage but it’s not like I was molested. Was I naïve and curious. Sure but they fucked me because I let them. I was not forced

My parents were very sexual. Mom cheated on dad with the neighbor and they all divorced when I was 4. Can't say I remember seeing anything, but I must have because in preschool, I had a girlfriend. It wasn't just me. It was me and another boy. We each had a girlfriend. We were all friends. Used to sneak away and kiss under the playset. But I still remember kissing her and thinking about him next to me. The four of us would romp around, but it was the 80's. We had been conditioned to be heteronormative even though I knew I wanted him. A year later I had a "girlfriend" in kindergarten, but I never kissed her. She was just like my best friend and adults joked we were boyfriend and girlfriend. In 2nd grade, my best friend was John Higgins. Gorgeous firey red hair and an amazing bubble ass. I would sprint to get behind him in line after recess and bump my crotch into his ass then apologize that I was pushed. When AOL came into play I was literally a child preying on men, hunting, and begging to be kidnapped and raped. The news made it all sound so normal and easy. Trying to teach us to fear predators, but I wanted them. I wanted to find one who would do to me all the things the news was trying to condition me to fear. It never happened. It's apparently not as common as everyone tries to say it is. I would gladly have volunteered to be kidnapped and kept by a 40yo pedophile and I had a bubble butt and long feminine platinum blonde hair and blue eyes, so would think men would have fought over pounding my ass like I was Marilyn Monroe or James Dean, but I wasn't ever that lucky.

Lately if I leave town I will try to meet someone in that area and plan fun! Made a trip to Dallas and met a sexy guy with a BBC that was beyond the words big! He walked in my room and didn’t say anything, he got naked and spread my cheeks so he could rim me! My ass dripping while he tongue fucked me! He made me get on my back and squeezed the base of his Dick and pulled up to let a big gush of precum on my tongue! After he fucked me a while he bred me and dang it was good! i am going to Orlando and set up a gangbang of 6 BBC top and told them bring everyone! So maybe my next story will be me telling how I let 20+ bbc tops breed

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 😃

I just fucked a twink. He's about my age and works nearby. I met him on an app (he's very DL because he and his boyfriend are not in an open relationship) about a year ago and we've played a few times since. At first it was oral only, with him sneaking over on his lunch break, but a couple of months ago I was finally able to fuck him (on the condition that I used a condom, which isn't a problem for me). This time, I saw he was online later than normal (he lives about an hour away and hadn't left yet). Turns out, he was waiting for his boyfriend so they can eat at a local restaurant. We got to talking and he said we needed to fuck again soon. I asked him what he was doing right then. Five minutes later, he was walking into my apartment, taking off his suit and getting naked for me. After doing my best to deepthroat him (he's got a massive dick that looks even bigger because he's short and skinny), he wanted me to fuck him and just pulled my dick to his hole. I asked him if that's what he wanted and he just nodded. So I fucked him. Slowly, at first, but then getting faster and faster and oh his ass felt so good on my raw dick! I was fucking him with only spit and he was loving it, but not as much as I! I asked him where he wanted me to cum and he only thought for a second before asking me to breed him. So I did. Ten minutes later, he'd cleaned up, suited up, and was on his way to meet his boyfriend.

Chapter 8 The Kid was wired and was shaking with the drugs and excitement of the moment The kid got off me and walked over to his room. The other guy followed him, poking a finger up the kids ass while he walked. He asked the kid if he liked what he was doing an the kid replied “ Yes Sir. I did “. The guy said if he wanted more like that follow him to the basement. All the time he as playing in the kids ass. The kid was whimpering with the great feeling in his ass and was trying to hesitate going there. The guy kept his fingers working the Kids ass and stared sucking on his cock, at the same time he pushed anther finger up the kid and with his free hand stared squeezing the kids balls. The Kid said “ Oh yes. I want more “. The kid was hooked and ready for the basement. Not even 2 hours and the Kid actively wanted the basement. This was going better than I thought. I got a message from my friend saying he was getting a room and asking what was going on. I filled him in and sad the Kid was heading to the basement. My friend replied “ Already ?” all I replied is “ Yep “. I walked up to the front to tell the guys up there where we would be when they had their break. One of them went to the Board and changed the room number to basement. This Kid was going to het fucked until the sun came up tomorrow. I went down to the basement. It was setup to me a Super Play room. It had a St Andrews cross, A couple fuck benches, some seats and a couple benches that I have seen guys take double penetrations on. It also had some partitions with glory holes and two really nice slings. One has restraints built in. Guys usually brought all sorts of toys to use on each other. There was the normal container of condoms and one with latex gloves. It had red lights and was dark and took me a couple minutes to adjust to the dark. When I did I saw guys sitting around. Some passing a pipe around while other were sucking or fucking each other. I saw the Kid being led around by a leash attached to a collar. This was something new. He was being paraded around and the guy leading him I recognized him as a dealer and one of the most deviant guys to walk on this planet. He was from Germany and brought several ideas on how to train a guy into anything. He was introduced to the crowd as the teenager that wanted to experience every despicable sex act that exists. The Kid was being inspected like a piece of meat, or a breeding mare at an auction. He looked to be younger than ever, I am sure the guys thought they had a high school kid. I saw a whisp of a cloud come out of the kids mouth, I figured he had already hit a pipe. They led the Kid over to the Sling with the restraints. He had a smile on his face as he climbed into it. They helped him get settled and then began tying off the kids arm and legs. His legs formed a Nice V and his arms were stretched out and up. The way this sling was setup there was a wide strap that came around the stomach and held the victim in place. The legs could also be adjusted to be pulled over the head of the person to expose the ass more. The Kid was ready to have his ass bred and wrecked by the most degenerate guys to walk the planet.

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

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

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

I was at the parking structure in a shopping mall. I was approached by a buff macular security guy ...next thing I knew he was fucking my ass with me pressed up against the back of his security truck......I was kind of worried to get get caught by the security cams...but He told me that I should not be concerned since he was using his phone to make video of his cock pounding my tight ass.

I still used a condom the first few times. Then, out of curiosity, I tried it without. Everything was much more intense and the feeling when the first shot of sperm flooded my intestines was simply indescribable. After that, I never thought about using condoms again.

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The time came where Jess was ready to try and have a kid, and surprisingly Omar was more than ok with it. Jess stayed home from work for the 48 hours where we should try, and we went at it like the horniest of teenagers. But as you might suspect, it wasn't all fun and games, it's not Jess's fault, but it feels like a chore. We took a break and she ran a few errands, I needed something different so cleaned up and walked over to Omar's. I knocked on the door and someone else answered. "Uh, is Omar..?" I started to say a little flustered by the stranger. "Yeah man we've been waiting." he said stepping aside. There were two guys on the couch stroking. "I'm going to -" pointing between the two guys. Omar spoke next, On your knees on the couch, We are all going ass to mouth. I got on the couch and Omar went first. The guy who answered the door stood behind the couch facing me, his cock growing and starting to lift. My mouth opened to receive his cock in my mouth and my ass was immediately slapped. "Ass. To. Mouth. Faggot" one of the guys said. I closed my mouth and the guy in front of me placed poppers under my nose, I obliged. My head started to throb and Omar was reaching his depth in my ass now and started to move his entire length in and out of me. I was given two more hits of poppers and I rested my head on my arms and the back of the couch. Omar was now gripping my sides and really pounding into me. His cock is a good length, and my ass takes him real well. Omar gave 4 more hard prolonged thrusts and I knew on the last 2 he was cumming in my ass. Omar popped out of me and the next guy took his place. I struggled to take Omar in my mouth, I'm definitely a novice when it comes to blow jobs or face fucking. The next guy was smaller and his cock seemed to come to a point, I understood what I had to do. I put more of my focus on my ass, squeezing his cock on the way out and loosening up on the way in, and the guy started to really love it. It wasn't long before he came inside me and the next guy took over. I took him all the way in my mouth and let me tongue lick his balls. The third guy took over and did not last long at all. But they cheered him on and honestly, I was turned on by how fast my ass made him cum. The guy from the door was last, and apparently for good reason. His cock was thick and heavy, when you can feel a cock fill your entire ass crack, it's going to be amazing inside. He pressed against my already used hole and pressed against me. He took his time pushing all the way in. When I've been fucked so far I feel the tops hips contact my ass before I feel their cock hitting something inside me keeping them from getting all the way in. This time, his cock reached a point where my body needed to adjust, it hurt at first but the fact he got to that point made me bow my head in pleasure and pain. My head was lifted and poppers were placed under my nose, I took a hit per nostril and bowed my head again as this top hit something deep inside of me causing me to pull my ass away slightly. He motioned to one of them as he pressed slowly deeper into me from that point, I could feel my body give way to his cock. A towel was placed over my nose and mouth and my head started swimming, throbbing and felt like it was 20 pounds heavier. My head rested down on my arms again as the man behind me started to make his full deep thrusts deeper. My body was getting rocked back and forth from his massive thrusts and the third guy took his chance to get a bottom thrust into his cock from the other side. He placed his semi hard cock in my mouth and dropped the newly poppered towel around his cock under my nose. The man behind me was now taking his cock all the way out and shoving it back in, my body kept my hole open accepting each thrust. The other guys we also behind me watching his cock create what felt like a porn star gaping asshole. He grabbed hold of my sides and started to keep his thrusts short and deep and then he added his load to the mix. His cock stayed inside me, and it was not shrinking, but kept me full. I messed with him by milking his cock and he moaned in approval. And then, my phone rang. Omar pressed answer and handed me the phone. Jess was on the line, "Did you need anything from Target", she asked. "No I don't thank you," I answered. hoping the conversation would end there. The man in my ass whispered, "Stay on the line." I'm not sure if it was the poppers or the horniness, but I continued the conversation with Jess. Asking her what else she had to do and what she has picked up already. The man behind me was slowly fucking me, lengthening his thrusts and picking up speed. I tried my best to reply to Jess without giving my situation away. As she started to wind down the conversation the man behind me picked up his speed but didn't finish his thrusts that would give the obvious slapping sound of our body's. Luckily she said her goodbye because I don't think he could take it any longer. His hands dug into my ass and he drilled into me, taking much longer to get to the point of no return and cum in my ass. If I had not already cum a few times that day I feel like I would've cum hands free from his cock. He came deep inside me again and this time pulled out, I could hear and feel air entering my ass. The guys were all watching but from their seats. Omar came up behind me and part of me thought he was going to take a round two. He patted my ass and said better get back. Don't worry, he's staying with me this week so you will have more fun.

Weeks went by and I had fresh loads in me every week day. He's proud of the fact he now has more sex with me than I have with my wife, and although she excites me because she's hot as fuck, I'm starting to think about scenarios with Omar to get myself to finish. If I don't I can last a really long time, and hey, that's a bonus for her too right? Jess's time of the month came and Omar didn't slow down. He knows we are going to try and have a kid and when she's fertile, I need to perform. My wife left for the day and Omar came over as usual this time with a coffee and my reusable bottle filled with a liter and a half of his piss. "I was wondering slut, how slutty are you?" He said to me sitting on my couch, legs spread wide on the coffee table. I got in between his legs and before I dove in to suck and lick his balls I answered. "What do you mean?" I buried my head into his sack. His head leaned back against the couch and he closed his eyes. "How many women have you been with?" "I don't know between 12 and 15?" "And men?" "6, I tried to keep them regular because prefer bareback. with women I was ok wearing condoms." "That's what I thought..." "What? That I've been with more women?" "Yeah let's change that" He said grabbing his cock and slapping my face with it signaling it's time to suck him and prepare for anal. I got his whole cock as wet as I could get it, my saliva was on his balls now too. His cock was as hard as it is going to get. So I climbed up onto him. "Do you trust me?" he asked. "That's a silly question, of course" "I want you to double the amount of men that have cum in your ass than you have fucked women. I'll find the men." He grabbed my hips and took over the thrusts instead of my riding. He came inside for the first time today. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe and clean, that's my ass after all and I don't want anything either." "Ok" I said moving my hips feeling the new lube he just squirted into me. "I'll be there, most of the guys will be part of a tag team or run a train on you with me" He slapped my ass, signaling for me to change position. I climbed off him and got on my knees on the couch, my hands on the back of the couch. "Legs together." He said slapping my ass again. I put my legs together, Omar reached between my legs and brought my cock and balls behind me pointing straight down to the floor, He spit on his hand and started to jerk me off. I didn't last long. I came all over my shirt we had laying underneath me on the couch. I immediately lost all horniness, Omar knows this and this is why He usually doesn't let me cum. I rested my head and shoulders on the back of the couch, and I felt his cock at the entrance to my hole. involuntarily my hole constricted, even with one load in there, once I cum, my body is more or less done. "Nuh uh uh, I'm not done." Omar said. He grabbed my cock and balls and gave my balls a solid punch. I bit the back of the couch and moaned into it. Part of me was turned on by it, the other, still wanting to be done. "Stay here like this." He left. It seemed like forever, I was scared to move because I know he has access to my camera pointed at me in the living room. I'm guessing 45 minutes to an hour later he came back in the door, there was another voice. My cock shrank in anticipation and nervousness. "No looking slut, my friend and I are dropping 1 load each, and then you can go on with your work day, but he asked for you not to see him." I heard the sound of poppers being shaken, Omar or his friend took a hit, and it was placed under my nose. I took a deep hit and bowed my head back onto the couch. I heard a bottle shaking again, a spray and all of a sudden my nose and mouth we covered with a cloth. "Inhale bitch" Omar said. My head quickly swirled, it practically doubled the affect of the poppers, which before I knew was under my nose again. I felt a cock against my ass, and instead of fighting it, my hole opened. This definitely was Omar, he immediately started thrusting, holding onto my hips. my ass might be bruised after this. I heard the spray again, this time the towel was shoved into my mouth. Omar came deep, and my legs were spread. A new set of hands grabbed onto my ass and I felt a cock resting on the entirety of my crack. This cock was heavy. He thrust a few times like this before he pulled back and pushed into my gaping ass. He was a bit thicker than Omar, and then I felt his hips contact my ass, his cock is shorter but thicker. My head and thoughts were swirling, I couldn't focus. He started to really fuck me, and I was as horny as can be. A stranger is about to drop his load in me and I won't know who it is. I'm being used for pleasure for a stranger. The man moaned, and picked up his pace. He was really ramming his cock into me and I was so horny I started to not only thrust back but began to milk his cock. He pulled all the way out with a pop, and rammed it back in 5 or 6 times before slapping my ass, gripping my sides and really laying into me as fast as I've ever been fucked. Then, he came, I don't know if it was the poppers or if he just came that much, but I felt the first shot of cum inside me. He slapped my ass and pulled out. "Ever hit a guys balls?" Omar said to the man. He must have shook his head. "Go for it, this bitch likes to be punished for being a slut." I felt a slap on my balls, it wasn't hard it actually barely made my ass clinch up. "No, like hit his balls, knee them for all he cares." The towel was taken out of my mouth, and then placed back in, Omar had poured a bit of poppers onto it. "Like this" Hands were placed on my hips and Omar's knee crashed into my hanging cock and balls. I bit the towel, the poppers now taking me back to the point of being a limitless bottom. "Can he hit you like that slut?" I nodded. The mans hands went back to my hips, and he kneed my balls, but kept he knee against my body. I bowed my head, it hurt, but it just made me want more, fucking, sucking, abuse and of course, cum. "Nice! I think he's done. If you need to piss, piss in that bottle. He'll drink it." The man took the bottle to the bathroom and I could hear him filling it up. Despite the abuse my balls just took, my cock was once again hard at the thought of drinking down a strangers piss. He came back and set it on the table behind me. "Nice, I'll see you tomorrow, if you want his ass again let me know he'll be ready." The man left. "Seven" Omar said giving my ass a pat before leaving me melted into the couch recovering from the fucking, and poppers. I was real thirsty.

Pt. 3 "You now, its not only about what you want. Its about actuall doing it." "What do you mean?" We were walking from the cafe to his house, a couple of blocks down the street. "Its been clear to me all the time that you are a pig. But it doesnt help if that pig only is let out when high on poppers in front of your computer. You have to actually get out and make an effort to do the twisted things you dream about." "Yeah, i understand. But its a transition.. it cannot happen just overnight, right?" "Back at the restaurant, your cock told me you were ready. It was stone hard after my rant. And you followed me out the door, still walking with me. If you first enter my apartment - I promise you you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. I have converted boys to sluts many times before." I looked at him. He was extremely handsome. I had come to the meeting, believing I would meet an average guy but here was the guy of my fantasies. Although the plan was to get whored out to others, not fucked by him, I couldtn help but hope that he would have a go himself as well. But what did he mean with turning me into a slut? I had had rough sex before, so I wasnt afraid of that. I had taken huge toys, even done a successful DP once. He used his keycard to open a door in a tall building, and we went inside. We went up the stairs to sixth floor where he used his card again to open a door to an apartment named Peter. I were inside his domain. His habitat. And I quickly understood that he were not to be told the rules. He were to rule. "Well, I warned you. You're now inside my home, so you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. Understood?" I didnt know what to say "Yes sir", he answered for me. "Yes sir.", I said timidly. "Strip!". I stripped down until only underwear and socks left. Something was wrong. "Come on!! Why the hell do you wear boxer briefs and those normal socks? Sluts never wear that. Only thing youre allowed to wear under your clothes from now on, is a jockstrap and tennis socks." "okay" "Okay SIR" "Okay, sir." "You own those items, right?" "Yes, sir. I have two jockstraps at home. And a few pairs of tennis socks as well." "Tomorrow, you throw away anything else. And go online and buy 10 more jocks." "Yes, sir". "Wait here, for a moment" Michael said and left. Or was it Peter, I didnt know anything anymore. What was going on!? I was in a strangers home, a hot man, but still a stranger, getting told to through away my beloved collection of briefs. And use my income to buy jockstraps. This was certainly not what I had imagined, lying in bed a few nights ago, cruising Grindr. Michael returned with a military green NastyPig jockstrap, "Here, take these on. And these socks", handint ghe stuff to me. I did, and had just finished, when i felt a big strong hand me tight on my neck, push-leading me down the hall, into a bedroom with a large bed in the centre. "Get up there." I did. "On all fours" I followed his command. "Open your mouth", i did. And he shoved his hard cock inside my throat. I hadnt even realized he had stripped down too. While gagging on a huge dick, I could see him - a slightly hairy muscular chest, framed by a leather harness and his big arms accentuated by leather arm bands - in the perifery of my field of view. "Well, just get used to this." All tops want a good open throat to warm up with." I couldnt answer, having my mouth stuffed. But could I have answered, I would probably have told him I regretted the whole thing. So maybe best I couldt say a thing. While forcing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat, he kept telling and instructing me. He told me what was the best angles, what to do with my tongue, arching my back, pushing out my ass to tempt, what sounds to make, and not to make. He showed me all possible positions to mouth fuck, everything from upside down to the standard edge of the bed. I had tears in my eyes from all the gagging, but it didnt seem to bother him at all. He ust kept on teaching me how to take his cock in his mouth. After what felt like at least 30 minutes, he pulled out of my throat. "Well, you're improving. You will be able to satisfy guys with this some day. Just a little more practice needed." I didnt answer, being so tired. "What did you say?" He almost shouted. "Nothing, sir". "Exactly. Always respond to me when i say something to you." "Okay, sir. " I looked up, and he had his typical, almost evil grin on his face. looking me deep into my eyes, with horny green eyes. "Well, its time to inspect your hole." "Right now, sir?" "Did i say tomorrow?" "No, sir" "Today then".' He made me lay on my back in the middle of the bed. He spread my legs out, and had a good look at my hole. "not too bad. Looks inviting". He leaned down, touching my hole with his lips. He kissed it a few times, before I could feel his tongue poking at the opening. It didnt take long before he went rougher, moving his tongue both on the outside and the inside of my hole. Finally something that I too could enjoy. But as soon as I had thought that thought, he stopped. "Well, this isnt worth wasting time on, you just lay still and open your cheeks for the top. Occasionally you tighten and loosen your hole, just to tease him. If you get a response from him, continue like you did. Okay, slut?" "Yeah, sir." "Okay. Then lets move on to the main lesson of tonight. The breeding." "Yes, sir. Lets do it." "Taking cock up your ass is the most important thing you could ever do. Serve any top who wants to have your hole." He climbed off the bed walking away. In the doorway he stopped, and turned around. "Oh, i will just get my husband. He is a true master teacher of breeding. He will coach you."

Of course I accepted the offer. I had always been a horny person, and the recent years my mind had really turned me into a perverted sleaz pig. I sent Michael an email, letting him know I was interested in being one of his cumdumps, getting whored out to tops. He suggested meeting at a café to discuss the terms and agreements of the session. I was a little unsure about talking about these things out in public, but he promised it would only make me hornier. We decided to meet a few days later we met at a small cafe, near his place. I put on some black jeans, and a black shirt. All black was a favourite of mine, not just on the club. I waited outside the cafe for Michael. The man from the pictures I had seen earlier didn't show up at time. In fact, he never showed up. Instead, a beautiful, hot man came up to me, introduced himself as Michael, "we've been in touch over email". I was confused. He didnt look like his pictures at all. On the pictures I had seen an average to ugly person, nothing for the eye really. At least not my type. But the man standing in front of me was amazing. He was a bit shorter than me, dark haired with a clean cut beard, and his muscular body couldn't be hidden, even behind his black pair of nicely fitted cargo pants, a military green sweatshirt and baseball cap. He also had white sneakers and a metal necklace. This man was definetely the Michael I had chatted with, but not the person I had received pictures of. The only right thing was the age, he was in his forties. "You see, I have had guys approching me and my business not because they are sluts but because they are into me. Then they pull out of the project as soon as they realise they will not get my cock. So I started some years ago to use fake pics to ensure the guys I spoke to were really into the project and not me. I am sorry for the dishonesty, but I just hate planning and inviting tops, only to have the bottom cowardsly never show up, because he wasnt the pig he pretended to be." "Well, its better with a surprise from average to hot, than the opposite..." i stuttered, shyly. It was pretty obvious I was into him too, not only his business. "Yeah, absolutely. Well, lets get inside and start the planning, sall we?" "Sure!" We went into the small cafe, and sat down, having a coffee each, at a table in the corner by the window. He went straight to the matter: "So, you're into this? Let me know why it turns you on..." "Well..." I was amazed by his confidence and the way he talked as if this was the most normal thing in the world... "Well, I have always been a person that likes to... have fun... with other ..." my voice was low and almost whispering. "Speak up, boy! Use the words you would use if we were alone, playing in my bedroom. Horny, fuck, cum, breed - no shame. Speak with a normal voice, and noone will care. And if they do - well their problem." He looked deep into my eyes, deadly serious. "I have always been a horny being. Love to get fucked." "and?... this is not your typical hookup, you know..." "Yeah, the last few years I have been more and more into sleaze and pigstuff. "Thats more like it!" he said with a horny grin on his face. Still maintaining eye contact with me. We continued chatting about my personal sex life, fantasies and desires for a little while. Then he pulled up a paper from his bag, and we started going through the process he had described to me in the email. He took notes of everything. At first he was open to my ideas and preferenes. I suggested going with the minimum time frame of three hours, and only 1on1s. I also suggested doing basic only, in regards of sex activities allowed, only anal-, oral-fuck and rimming. He nodded when I spoke, but his smile went smaller. When I had made all my suggestions he stared at me and said "You're joking right?" I didnt know what he meant. I wasnt joking, I was serious. "From what i know about you, this it way to little. It will not satisfy you at all. And my tops would expect much more from a boy like you." "Oh? I dont get it, it seems quite wild to me already, with these basic terms...??" "You have no idea of how this is working at all, do you... My top friends fuck hard, rough and verbal. They will absuse your like noone you can find yourself on Grindr, and will definetely not be happy with a good lucking wannabe-slut only taking cocks for three hours. The tops I wanna pair you with all have a minimum time of one hour. So in your world that will give you three loads. And thats not enough. Some of my tops require five loads inside before they show up. And what is this shit talk about only basic? Can you not take a DP? Never had a piss-tube down your throat? Well, maybe you're not my guy after all. I must have misjudged you by your appearance and your fantasies." I was shocked. The whole thing seemed suddenly much more serious. Michael started packing his things, and rose from his seat. Walking past me on his way out, he stopped. Looking down, and saying "Well, it looks like that speech only made you harder and hornier frim what I can see..." he nodded down to my cock. It was rock hard clearly pulsating inside my jeans. "Your cock clearly tells another story than all the bullshit you said earlier today. You're not a bottom, you are a slut, a whore. Just embrace it." I didnt know what to say. I really wanted to do this, but was fucking scared as well. "Last chance. If you come with me now, i will wreck your ass once and for all, and it will never want to take anything else than raw, rough and multiple cum filled cocks." A woman some tables away from us, looked shocked at us, and shaked her head... But I nodded, took my things and went with him. Ready to let him turn me into a slut.

Back again, Finally. Sorry for the long wait. Life can do that to you. Double Daddy Dick for Justin Thursday night I got a call from Justin asking if he and Tom could come over again for some more fucking. “So, changed your mind about taking poz cock and cum?” I asked him. “Yes Sir. Talking with Tom has really helped me to overcome the fear of being Poz. I met up with Tom and his roommate Rob last night and did something I wanted to try.” “What was that?” I asked him “I had Rob and Tom fuck me at the same time. I was wondering if it would be ok to do the same when we come over this weekend. But I know I can’t take both of your daddy cocks in me, so could I take yours and Tom’s at the same time?” “Sure, as long as both of us get to load your ass up so you can get our bug, you can take it however you want.” I told him. We finished up our conversation by setting up a time to all meet up. I gave Justin a few minutes to call Tom and tell him the plans then I called him. “Hi Dad” Tom said as he answered his phone. “Good Evening Son; heard you boys were busy adding a few more loads to Justin last night.” “Yes Sir. He wanted to try getting double penetrated, and who were we to refuse a cumslut’s request? But he still doesn’t know that Rob and I are also Poz, and we got it from you.” “Good. Maybe you will need to get sick soon so that you can give him more with him knowing.” “Sounds like a plan. Sorry to cut it short dad, but got a paper due. I’ll see you both Saturday to help get more cum into Justin. Maybe after this weekend, he will be getting sick with the flu.” “Ok, do your schoolwork, and you and rob have a good night. See you this weekend. I have a few plans for Justin that will definitely help him get our family bug into his system.” Saturday arrived, and right on time the boys arrived at our place. I was in just a pair of shorts and Dave was naked on the bed waiting for the boys to arrive and get the fucking going. “Come on in.” I said as I opened the door, “Dave is waiting for us in the bedroom.” The boys quickly shed their clothes and soon we were all in the bed kissing and fondling each other getting ready for the breedings. Dave was lying on the bottom of the pile, Justin working on getting his cock nice and spit-soaked for him to ride. I had stopped off on the way to the bedroom and placed the hard bristle toothbrush on the bed near Justin’s feet. Tom looked at it and smiled. He dove in and began to eat Justin’s hole, working his spit in with his tongue and opening the pucker up for the fuck. Soon, Justin moved off Dave’s cock and looked like he was about sit slide down onto it. “Before you get that cock in your ass,” I said, “are you sure you want to become a poz boy of mine and Dave’s? “ “Yes, I know now that I am meant to become a poz cumdump, and I want you two to be my poz Daddies. “ “Then before you take that cock, there is something else I want to put into you to help you with your conversion. But once this goes in, there is no chance of you becoming Poz, you will be Poz. We have used this before, and every one of them became poz that day.” “Yes Daddy, Please use that brush on me. Make today the day that I am converted to your poz boy.” I sild the brush into Justin and began to scrub the inside of his ass vigorously with the stiff bristles. He winced in pain slightly, but took it quite well. When I finally removed the brush the bristles were not a pale pink, but a bright deep red, he was definitely getting our poz swimmers into his blood stream today. “How about you Tom? You want to join us today as well?” “Yes please Sir. Use that brush on me too. Make me your poz son.” Tom said. I brushed his inside, not as vigorously as Justin, but enough to make Justin think I had. With both boys brushed, I told Justin to get that cock in him. He gladly slid down onto Dave, and then bent over to kiss Dave and let tom enter him as well. As Tom slid in, Justin let out a groan of pain, I am sure that he was taking more than he had with Rob and Tom into his ass. But he didn’t tell them to stop, or pull out so I knew he really wanted it. Once Tom was fully inside, I moved behind him and slid my cock into Tom. With all of us joined, the fucking began, and the noises of sex filled the room: moans from the two getting fucked, and the slap of balls from those of us fucking. Far too soon I felt my load about to shoot; maybe it was knowing that Justin was finally going to become one of our boys after months of him being afraid to even meet us.

Meeting Justin Saturday Morning, I woke to Rob’s snoring. Letting him sleep in from the fuck Chris had joined us for the night before, I quietly got showered and ready for a day with Justin. As I left for breakfast, I texted Justin to see if he was awake yet. “Hey Justin, What you want to do today?” “Not sure, just woke up.” Came his reply a few minutes later. “Getting Breakfast now, I could head down to Georgetown after; give you a bit more time to wake up.” “Cool. Can meet you at the Corner of M and Wisconsin.” “Sounds good, will text when I am on my way.” I ate my breakfast, then headed out to catch the bus down to Georgetown. I texted Justin when I was on the bus, and knew about when I’d get there. When I got off the bus, I recognized him immediately from his online pics. We greeted each other, and then he took me on a tour of Georgetown, and area of DC I had yet to explore. After some time looking in shops at stuff I could never afford, I suggested we find some lunch. Justin took me to a cheesesteak place, and we got our food to go. We sat in a park overlooking the Key bridge and the Potomac river as we ate. While we ate, since it was just the two of us, I figured now was the time to start my conversion of Justin to a cumdump. “Thanks for a nice morning,” I said between bites of my sandwich, “Georgetown sure is a cool area.” “Yea, this is why I chose to go to school here, that a to get away from my family.” Justin replied. “Why did you want to get away from your family? I know I was glad to get out here and on my own so that I could finally be free to have sex without worrying about Mom walking in on me.” “Yea, kinda the same here. My parents are very religious and if they ever found out I was Gay they would kill me. I was so tired of hiding it. I think my girlfriend knew something was up since I never wanted to do anything with her, always using the excuse of wanting to save myself for my wedding day.” “Well, now you are here, away from them so you can be who you want to be, have sex with who you want, and how you want it.” “But that’s just it, I’m here and sort of free, but since I am still under their health insurance, I really can’t be who I want to be.” “What do you mean? Who do you really want to be Justin?” Justin paused and munched on his sandwich for a while, I didn’t push him, knowing that he would come out with it when he was ready, and my cock grew hard in my shorts. It was a good thing I had worn a jock today or I would have been setting up quite a tent. I just sat back and also worked on finishing up my sandwich. “If I tell you something, can you promise not to laugh at me or hate me for it?” Justin finally spoke up after finishing his sandwich. “Buddy, I don’t think I would hate you or laugh no matter what you said.” “OK,” he said looking me straight in the eye “I really want to let loose, let every guy fuck me raw and dump their cum in me. I don’t want to worry about catching anything; I just want my ass full of cum from man after man.” “Dude, I feel the same way! In fact, I never worry about catching something; and if I do, there is a free clinic that can help out. I was just in there a few weeks ago for a check, everything came back just as I expected, and No meds for me.” I told him with a smile and a reassuring hand on the shoulder. Sure I had kinda lied to him, but once he opened up fully with his desires, I think he’d be asking me for my toxic loads and letting Dad and Dave pump him full of their family makers too. “So when you have sex with other guys you don’t use condoms and don’t worry that you will catch something form them?” “Since I moved to DC, none of the cocks that I have let fuck me have had a condom on them, and I have let the guys fill me with their cum. And When I have topped, I have not used a condom and shot my loads inside them.” “God, that sounds so hot! I really want to feel a cock slide into me without a condom, I want to feel cum in my ass.” I knew there was more coming as he looked down at the ground before he continued. “What I really want is some stuff I was reading about on the internet, I want a Poz guy to fuck me and shoot in me, I want to be bred by a guy, not really caring if I end up with hiv or not, to really let go.” “Dude, that is exactly how Rob and I feel; actively wanting guys who are poz to fuck you and breed you is called chasing. Is that what you mean?” “Yea, I guess. I just think that if I got it, then I wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. But at the same time I am so afraid that my parents will find out and then my life would be over. Know what I mean?” “Sure do buddy,” I said placing my hand on his thigh, “I used to worry about what my mom would think if she found out I was gay, but when I did come out to her, it was not what I expected. She was actually quite accepting and my fears were just that, my fears. But as to wanting to be Poz, I felt the exact same way and so did Rob, and we have found out that several of the guys on our team feel the same way, they want to become poz and then spread it. Make our team a family, kinda, all joined by being Poz together.” “Really? A bunch of hot athletes all want to become Poz? That is not something I would have imagined in a thousand years.” “Yep, it was the love of becoming Poz that started Rob and I to fucking each other, because Like I said, I have a thing for older guys. Guess some shrink would say that it comes from never knowing my Dad.” “So, have you had the chance to take any Poz loads?” “Yea, I have taken a few. And wouldn’t mind taking a few more from those hot Daddies Ryan and Dave.” “I get so Boned over their images, and have jacked off to the idea of them both fucking me and shooting their poz seed into me, making me one of their sons. Ryan told me they have a bunch of guys they have knocked up they call their sons.” “Yea, he told me the same thing. Hey, I have an idea. How about I see if they are online and we both go get fucked by them. Would be safer if we both were there to protect each other in case they were psychos or something.” “What could it hurt? Might finally fulfill my fantasy, and having a buddy there will keep me from chickening out.” “Cool, let’s see if they are online.” I opened up one of the apps I knew Dad was always on, and sure enough there he was. I texted him through the app that me and a buddy were interested in meeting up. His reply came back saying that he and Dave would be home around 4 if we were still interested then, to reply back. I passed the Info on to Justin and asked what we should do to kill the time. He suggested that maybe he could show me his Campus and Dorm. Again, I was glad to be wearing the jock, as my cock sprang back to attention thinking of being the first to unload in his ass. I readily agreed and we headed up the hill to the Campus of Georgetown University. The campus tour was nice, but the place I really wanted to see was Justin’s Bed. Justin paused as we walked up to a modern looking building on the edge of a campus loaded with old buildings. “And this is my Dorm. If you want, we can go see my room. Maybe my roommate won’t be in.” “Sounds good to me.” I replied, giving his hand a squeeze before we headed in. No one was seated at the security desk, and we quickly went to the nearest stairwell, Justin took the lead, and I watched his ass move in the tight jeans he was wearing as we quickly walked up to the third floor. He lead me down the corridor to a room with two name tags on it: Justin and Christian. The Door opened just as we got close, and a rather cute guy came out. Justin said hi, and he replied back. Justin asked him what was up, and he said he was off to meet some friends for some Football. After he had taken off down the corridor, Justin invited me in, and told me that was his Roommate Christian. I told him I understood why he lusted after him, he was quite good looking. “Yea, too bad he’s Straight.” Justin said as he cleared off a spot on his bed to sit. We both sat on the bed, and just looked around the room for a few minutes. I knew he was not going to make the first move, so I placed my hand on his thigh and leaned over to kiss him. He responded to the kiss, and began to kiss me back, his hormones taking over and all his pent up frustration came out in a kiss that lacked practice, but more than made up for it in enthusiasm. My hand slid up his leg and grabbed his stiffening cock through the denim and he moaned in pleasure. I knew then that I would have his ass and be the first guy to unload in him, and he’d not know he was taking poz cum till it was deep in him.

Tom Growing up, it was just me and Mom for most of my young life. When I was about 11 my Mom's brother, my Uncle Charlie moved in with us. He was openly gay and he woke something in me that I had not realized: that I too was gay! I was infatuated with Uncle Charlie, but he was very well behaved around his closeted young nephew. Since we lived in a small Midwestern town, I was afraid I was the only young guy who was gay, and, of course, I was perpetually horny. Then a new family moved in next to us. They had a son, Justin, who was slightly older than I, and readily we became friends. Justin and his family had moved from San Francisco to the Midwest because Justin's dad's employer had requested the move. Justin and I started spending a lot of time with each other and over time, we began to explore sex with each other, but it was not just sex that kept us as friends. Justin was the one that started me in wrestling. It was thanks to him that I became the wrestler I am today. We spent many hours together working on our wrestling moves: pins, holds, grapples, everything. Of course it helped that all our private wrestling sessions were naked, and ended with us fooling around. Mainly our arrangement was that the looser sucked-off the winner, but over time we went on to further games, for instance, Justin was the first guy to ever fuck me. We had many hot times, but like most things, it came to an end, as Justin went off to college. I was happy for him, but it left me alone and frustrated again. With my only sexual release gone, I turned to the internet. Online I not only discovered that while I had enjoyed Justin, I really liked the look and attitude of older guys. I also discovered that what Justin and I had been doing was called barebacking, raw, breeding. I started reading everything I could on it; this was when I discovered about bug chasing and gifting. The thoughts of becoming poz grew stronger and stronger in my mind. I wanted to find a poz daddy, for him to accept me, and for him make me into what I wanted to be: a receptacle for his seed, to be his poz boy and take all he gave me. Eventually I signed up for all the hookup sites and made profiles for myself where I would be going to college. I had a few hits, but most were guys my age. I would chat with them and find out all the places to go, what the area was like, all that stuff, but the guys I wanted to find and with whom I wanted to fuck around, didn't seem to notice my ad. I commented about it to one of my new online buddies, and he told me I needed better pics to attract them. I explained that I was still living at home, and couldn't take them. He offered to help me out once I went away to college. My Online Buddy was named John, and the day after Mom and Uncle Charlie dropped me off at college, I contacted him about taking the pics. He was free that evening, so I got his address and set about figuring out how to get there, and what to wear. Luckily, he was close to the Metro, so I set out a bit before, and got there just on time.