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------- Chapter 5.2 - The Package ------- The quick trip back to get his arm tattoo finished was turning out to not be as easy as he thought. Ric was too young to rent a car and it turned out none of his friends could give him a ride up to Thad's shop that day. He didn't want to let his parents know he was back in town since he knew they would have a million questions he didn't want to answer, like "an appointment for what?" or "where did you get the money for this?" A quick call to Joe seemed to solve his issue, but it seemed complicated. The plan was: when he landed he was to take the rental car shuttle to meet Joe's friend Aaron. When Aaron got off of work, he'd ride home with Aaron and maybe sleep on his couch and would get dropped off for his Saturday morning appointment. Aaron would take him back to the airport and work his shift on Sunday. Ric hated to impose on someone he'd never met, but Joe had assured him that Aaron was willing to help out. So there he sat, waiting for the A1 Car Rental shuttle to pick him up. He was nervous when the bus showed up, but he got on and was immediately asked about his reservation. "Uh, I don't have one. I was supposed to meet Aaron there" Ric replied. "Oh yeah, we're expecting you. Have a seat" the driver said. Seconds later, the driver called over the radio "Base, your package arrived." Ric chuckled and waited several minutes until well dressed businesswoman got on, telling the driver about her reservation. A few minutes later, the driver called over the radio "Two people, one rez for Jackson, one sweet looking package. On our way." He got to the remote rental building and let the customer check in while he sat down on the bench. He wondered if the nerdy guy behind the counter was Aaron, but didn't want to interfere with a real customer to get a closer look. A minute later, another guy came out from the back. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and his tie loosened, but the guy was closer to Joe's description of Aaron. The guy walked over toward Ric and said "Hi, are you Ric? I'm Aaron. I need to do a few things before we close so just get comfortable. You west coast people really love the last flight in" laughing quietly. Ric saw the biohazard tattoo on Aaron's left forearm and smiled before he checked his phone and he saw a message from Shane. "You coming in tonight?" followed by "When's ur appt?" Ric replied "@airport waiting 4 ride appt manana @noon" A few minutes later Shane replied "ok be at abs @ 10am." Ric shook his head and wondered why Shane cared, why he wanted to go to an adult book store and then, which one. He sat around waiting and soon most of the lights went off. Aaron went around locking things up and said "If you gotta piss, do it quick. We're leaving in five." Ric chuckled, liking Aaron's bluntness and decided that he should probably drain his bladder before the ride up north and went into the restroom. Just as he started to piss, Aaron walked in. "Joe said you were cute and he wasn't kidding. I assume he gave you something permanent" Aaron said. Ric laughed and replied "Yeah he did. From the tattoo, I guess he gave you the same thing?" Aaron grinned saying "Nah, it was his brother, but same club." Ric looked over his shoulder and watched Aaron rub his crotch. "I really appreciate you giving me a ride up there and back. I was planning on getting a room over at the Rest Inn. Dennis said he could set me up" Ric told Aaron. "You know Dennis? Cool. He's a really good guy. Do you want some roommates for the night? I always have fun over there" Aaron replied. "If its ok with Dennis, its ok with me" Ric said as he shook off his cock and stuffed it back in his jeans. While he washed his hands, Aaron took his spot at the urinal and pissed a surprisingly long time. They walked back into the dark building and out the door, with Aaron locking the deadbolt. Aaron led him over to his car and they drove over to the exit. Once through, Aaron got out and locked the hut and then the gate. It was a boring drive, one that Ric had done several times. They chatted a bit and Ric said "So, you know Mark too?" Aaron chuckled and said "Yeah, he knocked me up in that bathroom. Or over in the car wash, I don't know which fuck did it. Freaked me out but it's the best thing that's ever happened. I learned a lot, got a bunch of friends out of it and a killer boyfriend." "Nice. I hope I get the fun room I had when I met Joe. It would be good if you can stay over. You can bring your boyfriend too" Ric said. Aaron smiled over at Ric. As they got close to the exit Ric asked "I got a message from a friend that I have to stop by the adult book store tomorrow morning. Do you know which one he's talking about?" Aaron laughed and said "There's only one and we're going to pass it in a minute. You got the room, you should use it as much as possible instead of going over there. Hell, bring your friend over tonight and we can knock his ass up good." Ric smiled. "I already did, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind a recharge. I don't know why he wants to meet there in the morning" Ric said. He tapped out a message to Shane and asked. "wrestlng coach goes there sat mornings if no team match" was followed by "u asked if he played" and then "he sucks or gets blown there" were Shane's replies. Ric smiled and thought he knew what Shane was thinking. Before he could reply he got another message from Shane "u want to tag him 4 booting ur friend off team?" "wanted to get pics, ur idea better" Ric replied. Seconds later Shane texted "do both." Hearing Ric chuckle as he texted prompted Aaron to ask "what's so funny?" "Just realized my friend is more twisted than I thought" Ric replied. Ric then sent Shane "can u stop over to hotel tonite?" Shane replied a second later "Cant. got plans w/marcus ;)" Ric smiled again, hoping that Shane was going to tap Marcus and experience his hot ass. By now he decided he was going to need to make sure that his balls were full in the morning and that would dampen the fun he had tonight. Aaron pulled into the hotel, parked and the pair walked inside. Dennis was standing there at the reception desk, grinning. "Right on time and you even brought me a treat" Dennis said as he winked at Aaron, adding "How's Nick feeling? We really nailed him the other night." "Horny again. Hopefully he's ready to fuck, I drained my balls earlier" Aaron said as Dennis laid a key on the counter. "You got Room 221. Sorry, the fun rooms are booked, but no one is close so you can make a lot of noise there. I'll be up in a few hours to tuck you in" Dennis said, chuckling. Ric and Aaron headed up to the room and found that Dennis had at least supplied a few drinks and snacks. "I would have preferred one king instead of two queen beds" Ric said as he watched Aaron tapping away on his phone. "Nick will be here in about an hour, he's finishing up with some guy" Aaron said. "I thought he was your boyfriend" Ric asked. "He is, but we both mess around on the side and usually tell each other about our hookups" Aaron replied. They both grabbed something to drink, Ric a beer and Aaron a bottle of water. Soon Ric had his shirt and shoes off and Aaron shed his work uniform. As he emptied the beer, Ric laughed and took his jeans off too to match Aaron. Both guys laid down on one of the beds. Aaron turned on his side, looking at Ric and said "Joe told me to take care of you. I'm not sure if that means to keep you out of trouble or if I'm supposed to be your fuck toy for the weekend." Ric glanced over and saw Aaron smiling back at him. "Knowing him, probably both" Ric said, laughing afterward. He watched Aaron look up and down his body but always going back and staring at his bulge. "I'm pretty beat and I want to save a big load for tomorrow morning, so I'm probably going to be the fuck toy tonight. I could use a good dicking anyway, most guys want me to top and I miss feeling a guy breed me" Ric said, giving Aaron a wink. Seconds later, Aaron rolled between Ric's legs and began gnawing on the bulge through the thin fabric of Ric's trunks. Once it was thoroughly soaked and Ric's shaft was hard and poking out the top band, Aaron pulled them down and tossed them on the floor. "Oh fuck, yeah. If you're not fucking tonight, then I better get this tomorrow night or you're walking to the airport" Aaron said before letting out a laugh. He licked and sucked for several minutes before working his way down to Ric's heavy balls. Ric pulled his legs back to give Aaron better access and when Aaron was done, he pushed Ric back a little further. It gave him space to lick further down, spread Ric's ass apart and dive in. Ric moaned deeply while Aaron licked and poked his tight hole. "Mmm, one of my favorites - sweaty, hairy and poz" Aaron growled before working a finger in. "You weren't kidding, you haven't been fucked in a while. This is fuckin' tight!" he said a few moments later. Aaron stood up and tugged his underwear off and when he went to get on the bed, Ric had spun around with his head hanging off the edge of the bed. His stiff cock went into Ric's eager mouth and he pulled him up so he could get back to munching on Ric's hole. Aaron was in heaven and wasn't sure he wanted to fuck. Ric's mouth, tongue and throat felt good on his cock and his ass ring kept playing with Aaron's tongue and fingers. Occasionally, Ric would rub a spit covered finger over his pucker and his whole body would shake. When he felt his balls begin to churn he knew he better start fucking soon or he would be emptying them down Ric's throat. Aaron pushed three fingers in and twisted them around before laying Ric back down on his back. Slowly he pulled his cock free of Ric's mouth and climbed between his legs. Ric grabbed his legs again and pulled back as Aaron rubbed his slick cock around Ric's hole. With a firm push, Aaron slid in until he was firmly planted against Ric's ass. The two stared at each other, smiling. Ric gave a few squeezes with his sphincter and Aaron let out a long groan. "God that feels good. I'm gonna get you ready for Nick and Dennis. Your hole is going to be flooded with our toxic jizz by morning" Aaron said. Aaron might have started out gentle but he worked up to a firm pounding. He flipped Ric on to his knees and drilled him as they knelt on the bed. Aaron loved feeling the sweaty back against his chest, so when he pushed Ric on to all fours, they stayed like that and he pushed himself on to his feet and drove hard into Ric's loosening hole. Aaron plowed Ric like that for another ten minutes until he felt his balls tighten. His thrusts got harder until he gave one last shove and felt his cock erupt. Aaron moaned loudly as shot after shot of his viral cum pumped into Ric's guts. "Damn, that load was bigger than I thought after my fuck earlier" Aaron said after he pulled his still hard cock out of Ric's hole. "Who was the lucky guy? A customer?" Ric asked. "Nah, the guy behind the counter that you saw when you got there. Greedy little fuck should be knocked up any day now" Aaron said, chuckling. Adding "Guess I'll be covering the desk again while I find a new hole to charge up." Dennis clapped as he leaned against the door. "One welcome home gift given, I hope you don't mind another one, Ric" Dennis said. Several minutes later Aaron's boyfriend Nick showed up while Dennis was fucking Ric. With a second load in Ric's now sloppy hole, Nick took over and was soon adding his cum. "Surprised to see you bottoming tonight, Ric. Giving that killer dick a rest?" Dennis asked. "I want to have a big load ready for tomorrow morning. A friend says that the wrestling coach goes to the adult book store on Saturday mornings. I want to feed him a load and maybe get a pic or two of him there" Ric said, with a tinge of anger in his voice. "Is that the guy that kicked Joe off the team?" Dennis asked. "Yeah. I was just going to get pics, but my friend suggested giving him a gift or two as well" Ric replied. "Too bad Joe isn't here to help out. I bet he'd really enjoy it. What time do you have to be there? Isn't your appointment with Thad tomorrow?" Dennis asked. Aaron and Nick were listening closely and a grin slowly grew over their faces. "10 AM for the book store, noon for Thad. Who knows if the coach will even show, but I hope he does" Ric said. "Well, you're going to need some sleep. Let me know how it goes. I'll be working tomorrow night, so I'll see you then" Dennis said as he got up and left the three in the room. "How about we leave here at 9:45 and come back around 11:30 for a shower before your appointment?" Aaron asked as he pulled down the covers of the other bed. "Sounds good" Ric replied. They were all asleep in minutes, Aaron and Nick in one bed and Ric in the other. -- Ric saw Shane walking into the book store as they pulled up. "Thanks for the ride. I'll see you at 11:30?" Ric asked. "Oh, I wouldn't miss this for the world. We're going to help, if we can" Aaron said. He parked and the three went inside, splitting up right away. Ric got a bunch of tokens from the cashier before finding Shane and they talked quietly. They got Nick in the left of three booths and Shane took the right one. Aaron was on his knees sucking on Ric's cock outside the booths when the coach walked in. The coach looked around nervously and went into the only open booth in the middle. Nick and Shane both had their cocks out and offered them though the glory holes soon after. The coach had started to suck on Nick's cock when Shane's shaft poked through. Soon he was alternating between the two. After a couple rounds, Shane whispered "Gimme that ass." The coach bent over and went back to sucking Nick's cock while Shane used spit to lube up the coach's hole. Shane pushed his rigid shaft in surprisingly easily and began to plow away. The well used hole felt good around his cock while Marcus' loads slowly dripped out of his own hole and down his leg. He knew this had to be quick and only a few minutes later was shooting his toxic seed into the coach's ass. With the booths occupied, Ric and Aaron set up their next steps and waited for the next booth to open. Hopefully it would be either Nick's or Shane's. Shane's door opened and he walked out, zipping his jeans up. Ric watched Aaron go inside and waited for the tokens Shane had deposited to expire. It was only a few minutes, but it was enough for the coach to have turned around and start getting fucked by Nick while he sucked on Aaron's cock. The light went off, indicating no movie was playing and Ric waited another minute or so. Nick's door opened and he was grinning as he walked out. Ric banged on Aaron's door, yelling out "Add tokens or get out" in a deeper voice than normal. He laughed to himself and then went over to the empty booth and went in, adding a few tokens to the player. "Oh shit, no tokens. Be right over" Aaron said, pulling his cock out of the glory hole and shuffling over to the middle booth with his jeans partially down. The coach looked up at him, shocked that he'd just barge in, but quickly went back to sucking his cock. Ric watched through the hole and chuckled to himself before recording a minute of the coach sucking Aaron with his phone. Aaron face fucked the coach and occasionally would pull out and slap his cock on the coaches face before stuffing it back in his mouth. The third time he did it, he growled "God that looks so hot... just a sec" as he pulled out his phone. Click, click, click the phone sounded as he snapped three pictures of the coach's face with either a dick on his cheek or in his mouth. Aaron began to thrust harder and then felt his cock start to shoot into the coach's mouth. He pulled out and let a rope splash over the coach's face. Click, click and two more pics of the coach's cum covered face got recorded. Aaron stuffed his phone back in his pocket and pulled up his jeans. Patting the coach's head, he said "Thanks daddy" and left the booth. Nick was blocking the empty booth's door until he saw Dennis arrive. He grinned again and let Dennis go inside. Ric cleared his throat and tapped on the hole before sliding his half hard cock through. The coach scurried over on his knees, muttering "oh fuck" as he saw the dick that was awaiting him. He started licking, though, and soon had Ric fully hard. A few minutes later he was sucking but only getting a little over half of it into his mouth before he'd gag when it hit his throat. Dennis was on the other side, patiently watching and waiting. "Show me that pussy" Ric barked out. The coach responded and seconds later had his ass planted against the partition. "mmm, all lubed up. I love a cumdump" Ric growled as he pushed his cock against the coach's hole. It took a few tries but finally it yielded and he slowly drove his cock in. He could hear the pain in the coach's groans over the two movies and it spurred him on. Dennis had pushed his cock through the hole and the coach tried to suck on it to distract himself from the pain ripping through his body as Ric's cock tore into him. He tried to pull away from Ric's shaft, but that just pushed Dennis' cock into his throat. The coach ended up fucking himself on the two cocks as he tried to avoid either of them going too deep. Ric began to pump faster, wanting to make sure he got at least one load into the coach's pussy. The timing was hard, but when he felt the coach push back, Ric thrust in hard, plowing deeper than he'd been able to go before. Ric's cock began to shower the coach's guts with his potent load. He moaned loudly, happy that he got to do what Joe dreamed of. When the last spurt dribbled out, Ric barked out "Clean it!" Ric pulled his cock out slowly, giving the coach room to turn around. He pushed back through and felt a tongue start to lick over the head and then down the sides. Dennis chuckled as the coach backed up against the wall. His dick was sliding in moments later and Ric felt the coach moan around his shaft as he lapped up most of the cum. A few minutes later the video ended and Ric backed away, pulled up his sweats and walked out of the booth. A nicely built Latin guy was standing just outside the booth, waiting, and started to go in. Ric whispered in Spanish "You don't want to put your dick in him." "Yeah I do, I'm in the club too" Juan replied as he winked and went inside. Aaron called Ric over and said "We gotta leave or you're going to be late" as he got close. Nick, Aaron and Ric left, rushing back to the hotel with Ric showering as quickly as he could. Aaron and Nick were on the bed groping and kissing when Ric came out of the bathroom and continued while he dressed. They piled back into the car and drove over to the tattoo shop. "Hey, good to see you again. Only five minutes late, pretty good. Aaron's call earlier made it sound like you'd be an hour or two late" Thad said, chuckling. "Good thing he was keeping track or I'd still be over there fucking" Ric replied with a big grin on his face. He pulled off his shirt and sat down in the chair to get the rest of his tattoo finished. Ric laid back and tried to relax, adrenaline still keeping his heart racing. About half way through, Ric asked Thad "Got any ideas to update my first tattoo? I want to change it a bit." "Uh... you don't like it?" Thad asked. "Oh fuck no, I love it. I just want to add to it so it's a little different" Ric replied. A few minutes later, after still seeing the disappointment in Thad's face, he explained "I did a couple videos. They were supposed to crop out the upper tat, but its still visible in a few shots and I've had guys recognize me from it." Thad stopped and sat back, exclaiming "Holy fuck! That WAS you! You're a porn star now? Fuck... I saw a short video online and the tat looked familiar, but I wasn't sure. I looked through my portfolio and couldn't find a pic of it. I thought it was yours from that day with Joe. You guys were kind of rushed that day if I remember right" Thad continued. Ric nodded and said "Yeah, your work has gotten a lot of views. Too bad there's no way to credit you for it." A huge smile took over Thad's face and he started back on the arm tattoo. "I think most guys are looking at your dick, not the ink" he said. Ric laughed and told Thad "That biohazard is just as popular as my dick!" Several minutes later "I can come up with something, but the more ink you get the easier it will be to identify you. They won't want to just show your dick and ass, as hot as they are." "Yeah, I told them I wasn't going to do any more videos. That stuff gets around too easy and I don't want to affect my career later" Ric said. "It was fun to do, though. Now I can say I fucked some porn stars." Thad finished up the arm tattoo and picked up his drawing pad. He sketched out the existing tattoo and made a few copies. After a few tries he found something Ric liked and pulled out the shaving cream and razor again. "Oh fuck! I forgot about that. At least I know it grows back pretty quick now" Ric said. "Yeah, but first I want a pic of the old version for my portfolio. And the arm... and then we'll get the updated chest tat" Thad said. He snapped a few pics with his phone and grinned back at Ric. "Now... let's finish it up" Thad said.

At a party this weekend, maybe 15 or 18 people, and not unusual I drank quite a bit and needed to crash a bit in the spare room at my friends house. Maybe 20 minutes into my nap, a little cub curls up next to me, also pretty drunk. We spoon, fully clothed, but of course having him pressed into me just gets me going. He had a sexy brown bushy beard and a belly, which I rubbed under his shirt without a bit of hesitation. Lol. Also worked his nipples a bit and finally I just told him to get naked for me. No delays at all, and I motioned for him to come spoon again. This time my cock was out, and I'm rubbing it in his crack and dripping my load heavy. I told him I was going to fuck him raw and knock him up, and he just pushed back on my dick slowly. I sank in all the way, and slow fucked him as I rubbed his belly and twisted his nips. He was a happy fucking cub, and I kept dirty talking to him, calling him a good whore and sexy cum dump. When he started calling me dad and begging me to cum in his ass is when I couldn't hold off anymore and nutted as deep as I could. I kept fucking once I came, and reached around to jerk him off. He had a thick 6" cock and it spurted almost as soon as I touched it. I caught what I could and rubbed it in his beard, then we slept a little bit before going our separate ways back in the party. I love no questions asked raw fucking. If he wasn't a slut before he may be one now. 🍆

I'm down in Corpus Christi for spring break with a bud who's also gay and while the weather was nice this past weekend and lots of hot guys out looking, its slowed down more this week. But there's still guys here looking and wanting to hook up. We choose Corpus as we're both Latino and its mostly Latino guys who come here but lots of Anglos looking for Latino cock and ass too. Lots of "straight" and bi-curious guys looking too. Got messaged this morning by this hot 18 y/o Anglo high school boy, looked like a total redneck fagbasher. He said he was straight but had done stuff with guys and wanted to do more. I should have been scared but was overruled by his huge cock. He needed me to host and since my bud had already headed out to hook up I told him to come over. I was worried I was going to get beat up or maybe rolled, but he was what he said he was...all scrawny 6 feet of him. He was right to business, telling me to suck him and I gladly dropped to my knees to give that cock of his a closer look and taste. He wasn't lying that he was 9 inches and I loved how he tasted as he started throwing off precum. He stepped out of his jeans and pulled off his hoodie showing off his smooth hairless body. He'd said he was open to fucking me and getting fucked and we hadn't talked about raw, but I was down to take him that way. He stopped me a couple times as he was close to cumming and finally he asked me if I wanted to get fucked. I said I was, stood up and quickly stripped down, grabbing the lube out of the nightstand, handing it to him. I bend over the bed and could hear him lubing up his cock and felt him fingering my ass with lube and then felt his big cock head teasing my ass. The way it was stretching my ass was giving me wave after wave of pleasure and I was worried I was going to cum. He'd got barely half his dick in me and was barely stroking and I had to have him stop so I could explain what was happening. I apologized and asked if he could suck me off first or let me fuck him rather than waste my load on the sheets. He laughed and agree that would be a waste and he'd rather I fucked him than waste it. I got up off the bed and he bent over the edge of the bed and I lubed up my cock and his ass and started fucking him. I loved that he didn't even ask about condoms and just took me raw, no questions, and I got the sense he'd been fucked before as I entered him easily and he wasn't complaining. he was panting and moaning muttering the occasional "yes" and "fuck yeah" as I was stroking. More than anything I wanted to get off inside him quick so I could get fucked by that monster dick of his and soon enough I pumped a load inside him as he let off several loud satisfied yes's. As I slid out he told me "fuck that felt good" and told me it was my turn now. We switched places and this time he plunged his cock balls deep in me with one thrust and started ramming me hard, pulling almost all the way out and slamming back in balls deep as the bed creaked and groaned. I was groaning about as much, begging for him to cum in me and not pull out. I could hear him laugh and say there was no chance he was pulling out to cum. He got close several times but stopped and finally I started begging him to cum in my ass, which had him egging me on, asking me how bad I wanted it. I started telling him how bad I wanted it and that he could breed my anytime he wanted and how good his cock felt. He kept hammering my ass and again I could feel the waves coming and told him he needed to cum quickly. he let out a loud groan and it felt him cum inside me, like a water balloon going off. He slowly laid down on top of me and told me how good it felt to cum inside me. He admitted he loved fucking without a condom on and was glad I didn't make him use one. I said I felt the same way and was glad he didn't make me wear one either. I could feel him laugh and he admitted he liked getting fucked and wanted me to fuck him again. I was pretty turned on that this big-dicked stud liked to get fucked and having guys cum in his ass. I was starting to guess he'd probably done anon hookups like me before and had no problem letting that guy cum in his ass. He'd already slid his cock out of me and was now up on the bad, face down and ass up. I was guessing he probably still had a problem with eye contact while getting fucked but could give a shit. I was gonna breed his ass again and was guessing he was probably getting bred a lot while spring break is on. I slid back in him and was tempted to try some dirty talk but thought the better of it. He was moaning and groaning and I was already so worked up from him fucking me I knew I wouldn't last long. He was now the one begging me to cum in his ass and not pull out, and I laughed and said there was no way I was gonna pull out. I was telling him to beg for it and that I was gonna use his ass for my pleasure. He was begging for it and soon enough gave him what he wanted and he let out a loud satisfied groan as I settled on top of him and my cock slid out. We laid there a while and he said he was still horny and asked if I wanted to suck him off or get fucked. I laughed and told him while I wanted to taste him I'd rather have him drill my ass again. I got up off him and he flipped over on his back, his cock still rock hard. "Ride me" he said and I obliged, slipping my cock down on that massive cock and started riding it. "I wanna see your face when I cum inside you" he admitted adding that a lot of guys couldn't or wouldn't take his cock on account of how big it is. I was riding it for all I was worth and again told him I would gladly take him any time he wanted and he smiled and said he'd like that and wanted to take my cock again too. I was close to cumming again and he said he too was close and again I could feel him go off inside me and moments later sprayed a huge load of cum all over his face, hair, and chest. He didn't seem to mind and was wiping it up off him and licking the cum off his hand. For being a "straight" boy he sure seemed like a cum pig, eagerly taking anon loads raw and licking up a guy's cum. His cock slid out of me as he let out a satisfied groan and I laid down on the mattress next to him. He mentioned that he should get going but asked if he could shower quick. I said sure and he headed into the bathroom to wash up. I was tempted to join but was spent and honestly, I wanted his smell and his jizz to be on me and in me for as long as I could. He came back out and dressed and we swapped cell numbers as he admitted he wanted to meet up and asked me what day I was leaving. I said Sunday and he said he was leaving Sunday too. He was from Killeen by Fort Hood and was excited I was from Dallas and said we could meet up at a halfway point to have fun. I was tempted to ask if he was hooking up with Army boys, but that was pretty obvious really, and it made sense really. Army boys pretty much all bareback and I'm guessing that's how he came to prefer it that way too. I'm guessing the Army boys love drilling a hot 18 y/o piece of ass and love taking his giant cock too. He headed out and I hoped to have more fun with him before I leave

I had decided to go off my meds to mark my 20th anniversary of converting to POZ. My return to toxicity was to coincide with the beginning of my three month winter vacation on my favorite Mexican nude beach. I had been pozed during my very first visit to this out of the way beach town. My pozer was a handsome Mexican about ten years younger than myself, probably in his mid 30's. He had a slim, fit body but the outstanding feature was his gorgeous smile that lit up his entire face. Those warm inviting eyes just pulled me in and cemented my desire to submit to anything he had to offer. When I first noticed him standing still in a crowd of dancers on the beach I was taken by his smile but certain it was not meant for me. I was sure he was cruising the four naked gym bunnies dancing behind me. I certainly would have been if I thought I'd have half a chance. I couldn't figure out why he made no move to approach them. He just stood there and smiled in their direction. I couldn't help it, but I tried not to stare at him. His smile was so magnetic. I realized I was loosing the internal staring battle and decided on another tack. I danced over beside him and when I knew I had his attention motioned to the four and said 'yeah, they are hunks aren't they?' He smiled and shook his head. In broken English he said, "I saw you last night in the street. I said to myself what a handsome man." You could have pushed me over with a feather. I stuttered, "Oh ... uh ... um ... d ... do you wanna dance." We began to seductively dance around each other. Even though many were dancing naked he was wearing shorts and an open button down shirt, I was dancing in very baggy shorts that kept threatening to slip off. About the fifth time I reached to pull them back up he grabbed the waistband pulling me in for a close dance. We could now feel each other's erections through the shorts. He reached inside to hold my hardon and said, "Let's go take care of these. " I had no intention of resisting as he took my hand and led me down the beach. We soon established he spoke very little English and I speak no Spanish. He wanted me to know up front that he only plays the active role. I assured him I love the passive bottom role. He then led me to his impressive home by Mexican standards. Without fanfare we were toasting with shots of mezcal, three each in quick succession. Suitably tipsy any of our remaining clothes were quickly ripped off. I was led upstairs and under the mosquito netting on his bed. I immediately went down on his nine inch thick cock. His instant moans made it clear he was enjoying my oral technique and I was not disappointed that his fingers were already playing with my hole. He let me deep throat him for a while and tested my endurance by holding my head down from time to time. I love drinking down a load, especially if it's going to shoot against my tonsils but I had no desire to miss a ride on his beautiful fuck stick. I was relieved when he moved me up on my hands and knees and dove in to eat me out. There was lots of spit, tongue fucking and fingers stretching my hole. Clearly he had lots of experience preparing tight asses for the onslaught of his massive tool. Remember this was twenty years ago, condoms were the norm in hookup culture. Most of the time you didn't even need to say anything, you could usually count on the top to automatically sheath up. That's why I was a bit surprised when he introduced his raw cock head to my bare hole. Without checking my assumption I decided he was just teasing me and decided I would tease him by pushing back . 'Just the tip' I thought, 'how could that hurt. ' With his raw cock head penetrating my hole I turned enough to see his face. He winked and bathed me in that stunning seductive smile. Every thought went out of my head and I became pudy just waiting for him to do whatever he wanted. He raised his eyebrows which I interpreted as him daring me and without a thought we both participated in him suddenly being balls deep bareback in my ass. If there was a thought in my mind it was 'fuckin dominate me man, take whatever you want. ' After giving my ass a moment to adjust he leaned into my ear and whispered, "ready?" I just nodded my head and he laid into a powerful doggy style pounding of my ass. I was so engrossed by the fuck that I totally forgot we had no protection. Totally lost track that a stranger was barebacking me for the first time in about 15 years. Twenty minutes of "harder", "deeper" and we were both soaked in sweat and panting like dogs. I motioned for a break and he pulled out of me. I instantly wanted him back in but he had left the room. He returned with a joint and glasses of water. Leaning against the bed head we shared the joint and topped up on water. Our free hands were stocking each other's cocks back to hardness. Soon he was maneuvering my head to line my mouth back up with his cock. Without much thought I gobbled it down. Soon he was lining up to take my ass missionary style and even though I watched his raw cock slide in I didn't protest or resist. I was in fuck heaven, my ass was his to do as he pleased. Besides his magnificent eyes kept me mesmerized. After about twenty minutes he had moved my legs over my shoulders and bent me in half. The full weight of his body pinned me in this awkward position. It hurt a great deal, but even more so I was ecstatic that he was totally in control and claiming me so fully. He'd become a drill press and his big raw cock the bit punching deep inside my very being. One thought dominated my mind by this point. 'I just want to make him cum. ' 'I want to give him the pleasure of an awesome orgasm. ' My excitement and anticipation grew as his breathing grew more and more erratic. One final thrust, he pinned my tortchered body and shot rope after rope deep into my guts. My first raw load in years. I was over the moon! He asked me to stay the night. We spooned with him at my back and quickly fell into a deep sleep. In the wee hours of morning we awoke a couple of times and each time he proceeded to drill press another load deep into my vulnerable guts. He cooked breakfast as I showered. I came down only wrapped in a towel and found him finishing up working only in a short sirong. As we sat across from each other I let my eyes drop from his gorgeous smile and for the first time focused on admiring his slim body. No six pack, but very close. Well defined hairless chest and shoulders but not gym manicured. Only then did I realize he had two black tattoos. The first a simple arrow on the side of his stomach pointing toward his cock. The second a small black plus sign to the left and slightly above his sexy left nipple. I chocked on my coffee. "Ah ... um .... fuck man, is that what I think it is?" "What?" "The tattoo on your chest?" "Si." "You're HIV positive?" "Si" "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" "Why?" "I've got three of your loads in me. You may have infected me!" "Si, didn't you want?" "What the fuck man! What made you think I wanted to be pozed? " "I never hid it, my shirt was open when we met. You came home with me to get fucked, no?" "Yeah, but I hadn't seen the tattoo." "You didn't stop me ... ask for condom." "How long? How long have you been poz?" "Si, quattro " "Four years?" "No months." "Meds?" "No." "Fuck man you could be very toxic!" "Si, very toxic." "Have you infected other guys?" "Si, si, dose" "Did they know it was you?" "Uno si, dose no. We were drunk." "What did he do when he found out?" "Left his wife and had me fuck him again." "And the first guy asked for it?" "Si, si! Begged for it like you. 'Breed me, fuckin breed my ass!' " "I didn't beg for it." "Si, si, second time. And third 'fuckin A man, fuckin knock me up ' begged for my toxic letche. " "Holy fuck man ... no!" Opening his sirong and waving his massive tool he asked "You no want?" All said with that seductive smile and those warm inviting eyes. I was on my knees with his cock deep in my throat in an instant. Next thing I knew I was bent over the breakfast table taking him up my ass. RAW, BAREBACK! This time he had asked before sliding in, "condom?" "Yes" He moved to go get one and was opening the packet as he moved back in behind me. Just as he was about to roll it on I was surprised to hear my voice ... "wait... wait ...why bother? ... fuck me raw, knock me up if you already haven't!" And he did, breeding me several times per day for the next three days 'til I flew home. Two weeks to the day of taking his first toxic loads I was admitted to hospital sick as a dog. Now it was twenty years later and I was going back to celebrate my conversion with style. What better way than to breed and poz some ass. He and his partner had also taken med breaks so they'd be toxic to recharge me; and, as many other negative guys as my three months would permit.

On Sunday I managed to reconnect with a guy I haven't played with in about three years. He's a doctor and in his upper 40s - great shape, sexy smile, charming personality. He was actually the first guy to fuck (and breed) me so it was a bit of a shame when we lost contact. Anyways, he hit me up on Sunday and sent some pictures, which is how I recognized him. By this point, I'm not a fan of getting fucked myself, but he was more than happy to bottom, so we set a time. That evening, I went over to his house and he led me upstairs to his bedroom. We locked tongues and did our best to get as naked as possible until we couldn't keep up the kissing any longer. We got on the bed. I started sucking him (he said I'd definitely learned a few new tricks) and then he wanted to eat my ass out, so we got into a 69. Finally, he was ready for the main event, so I got down between his legs and began eating out his amazing pink hole. Then, when he was good and squirming, I lubed up my raw cock and began pushing it in him. He said he hadn't been fucked in months and months and I believe him - he was so tight. We fucked in missionary, for maybe ten minutes. He got more and more verbal, calling me boy and telling me to breed my daddy (I'm typically not into dad/son/boy talk, but it got him horny so I went with it) and finally I complied. I came so hard inside of him and kept fucking him until a few minutes later, he came too. We kissed some more and then went to clean up. It might have taken me several years, but I finally got to breed the man who first bred me.

Raymond tried to scream, but Nelson’s right hand clinched the boy’s throat. All that came out was a stifled mess of sounds. Raymond thrashed, but his position only allowed him to move upward and out, causing Nelson’s cock to remain firmly lodged in it is new home. Nelson was well aware of the pain he was causing but he had broken enough boys to know which ones could take the punishment and which ones could not. He was certain Raymond could take it. The pain was intense, but bearable; it was more due to shock than anything else. Realizing that his cunt was locked in place, he began to focus on his hole. He slammed his eyes shut and tried to think through the discomfort. “Open your fucking eyes,” Nelson said casually as if he were talking to a friend. Raymond opened his eyes and felt Nelson flex inside of him. Raymond bit his bottom lip and moaned. It was a delicate mixture of pleasure and pain. “I’m not going to start moving until you’re ready,” he said as he removed his hand from Raymond’s throat. He gently caressed Raymond’s face and carefully swept the hair from his forehead. “You want this. I know it,” this time running his hands over Raymond’s straining pecs. “I told you not to move your hands.” He remained perfectly still, other than using his strong hands to explore the tensed-up college stud on his dick. “You’re mine now. I need you to listen and obey.” He was speaking gently and calmly. He then brought two fingers to Raymond’s mouth and instinctively Raymond began to suck. “Good boy.” He then slowly began to withdraw his cock and the pain was revived. He stopped just as the thickest part was about to exit the hole and slowly re-entered the boy. Once again, pain and pleasure became blurred. He did his best to focus on the digits invading his mouth. Both his hands were wrapped around Nelson’s arm, bracing himself while also using the opportunity to feel the man’s muscled arm. Nelson bottomed out and flexed his cock a few times. Raymond moaned in pleasure. “Fuck yeah, buddy. This fuck stick is taking that hole to new limits.” He began to withdraw. Raymond felt his cunt lips gripping the exiting invader and he involuntarily clenched his hole. This time Nelson moaned in pleasure. He closed his eyes, leaned his head back and let the sensations take center stage. Below him he had a stud of a college boy impaled on his raw cock, he had his fingers in the boy’s mouth, fingers that he gladly and greedily sucked and his other hand gripped the boy’s toned shoulder. He felt Raymond clench once more as the thickest part of his dick slid out of the boy’s hole. Nelson was brought out of his mini daydream. “Fuck yeah, Sir. You’re so fucking big,” he moaned the words and went right back to slobbering on the man’s fingers. The boy was flying high. Nelson wanted him higher. With his cock head remaining inside the boy, Nelson reached down to grab his stash. As he reached to Raymond’s left to grab the pipe and effortlessly slid his cock back into Raymond, meeting only slight resistance as the thickest part disappeared once more. Raymond’s eyes rolled to the back of his head and he clawed at Nelson’s arm in pleasure. Nelson carefully loaded the pipe as he flex his dick inside the boy 4 times. Each time Raymond yipped and moaned in pleasure. Nelson slide his cock back out as he reached over to grab the torch and slid right back in as he straightened himself as he began to melt the crystals. The pain was finally giving way to pleasure. Raymond watched as his owner readied the pipe. After a few moments it was ready and he carefully bent down to shotgun the contents of his mouth into the waiting boy below. Raymond gladly accepted but was disappointed that Nelson did not initiate a kiss. Seeing the disappointment in the kid’s eyes Nelson began heating the chamber and explained, “As much as you may be liking what is happening, don’t forget you are just a hole right now. What I am doing,” he stopped to take another large hit from the pipe, and once again leaned down to shotgun with the boy. As the smoke let him and entered Raymond, he continued. “What I am doing is trying to get you as fucked up as possible so you can fully embrace your role as my property. Keep holding it, slut.” A nod. Raymond and Nelson’s eyes remained locked for more than a few seconds then he gave the boy a slight nod, letting him know he could exhale. Nelson repeated the sequence 3 more times, not once sliding his cock in or out, but only flexing it every now and then to hear the boy’s moan. Nelson reached over to his left and placed the pipe in a waiting ashtray. This movement caused a few inches of his cock to exit the boy and again his hole clenched, trying to keep the monster in. “Fuck boy, you have no idea how good this feels,” Nelson closed his eyes and began a slow rhythm of pulling out a few inches and then gliding them back in. After the eighth stroke, Nelson bottomed out and began to grind his hips into the boy. He then reached out and grabbed both of Raymond’s ankles and began licking and nibbling the kid’s calve muscles. In and out his cock went, slow and steady he was being driven closer to the edge, especially when the kid flexed his hole. Remembering Thomas, Nelson thrust his pole deep into the kid’s guts and placed his legs around his own hips and leaned down. “Wrap your arms around me and hold on, we are going for a short ride.” Raymond complied and felt Nelson lift him off the couch and squeezed his muscled arms tighter around his owner as gravity began to take control. With each step the boy somehow seemed to impale himself further on the massive meat. Raymond was lost in the sensations but was quickly brought back to reality when he realized that Nelson’s apartment was bigger than he thought. Nelson carried the boy to a bedroom next to the bathroom. The door was a ajar and Nelson opened it further with Raymond’s body, pushing it open with his back. It was significantly dimmer in this bedroom. A border of LED lights ran across the baseboards of the room and were illuminated red. Nelson took a few steps and placed his stuffed property on a queen-sized bed that was pushed to the corner. The sheets were cool and were a welcomed relief to Raymond’s body, which he now realized was on fire. “Fuck yeah,” came a voice to Raymond’s right. It was Thomas, but he was strikingly different. Sitting on a black-swiveled chair, Thomas wore a black leather crossbow chest harness and accentuated his firm pecs. He sat, stroking an impressive uncut dick that looked to be 7 or 8 inches and a thickness that rivaled the one currently exploring Raymond’s hole. At the base of his dick was a thick steel cock ring that glistened. And to tie it all together, Thomas was a thick chain-link around his neck that had a small padlock that hung just above his pecs. Thomas stood and walked to the edge of the bed and stood next to Nelson as he slowly, and deliberately, moved his cock in and out of Raymond’s hole. Thomas began to stroke his own cock as the threw his right arm around Nelson and brought him in for a kiss. The kiss was aggressive and passionate and Raymond felt Nelson’s thrusts become more forceful. Raymond laid back and watched these two studs make out and he couldn’t believe how lucky he was to be in this situation. Behind the two men, Raymond saw was a big screen television and a portable sling set up in the opposite corner of the bed. Raymond’s eyes lit up when he saw the sling. Despite his best efforts he had yet to experience sling sex and his mind began wondering to the possibilities of the night. Nelson broke the kiss and began chatting with Thomas but he kept his eyes locked on the boy beneath him. “This hole is just that, a hole. He’s here to be broken. I hope you brought you’re a game, Tommy boy.” Thomas stepped to the shelf just under the tv and that is when Raymond saw the assortment of belongings that he didn’t notice before: 3 dildos, each one thicker and longer than the next. Raymond guessed they were maybe 12, 13 and 14 inches, respectively. He also noticed the bong that he first smoked tina out of earlier in the afternoon, s small leather case that was zipped shut, a few bottles of lube and poppers, two small piles of leather, though he couldn’t not discern exactly what because they were all on top of each other and a laptop that was open that was streaming the porn currently on the television. “How fucked up is he?” Thomas asked. “Nowhere near where I want him to be.” He answered and shifted Raymond up further on the bed. Raymond relished the softness of the bed as Nelson then spread his legs like a wishbone and began thrusting harder, but at a still steady pace. Raymond stretched his arm out and let the pleasure overtake him. Gone were the memories of that initial, forceful entrance. Now that was replaced with a primal need that was being met with each thrust of the thick pole stretching him open. Sweat was dripping off Nelson as he picked up his pace. It was then, with his arms stretched out that Raymond discovered the restraints that were placed on the bed. He wasn’t sure what it was at first and turned his head to examine the leather strap. “Don’t worry, baby boy, those will be put to use soon enough,” said Thomas who then turned to one of the piles of leather on the shelf and removed a piece that couldn’t have been longer than 20 inches. As he approached Raymond, he realized what it was: A leather collar. Thomas climbed on the bed and grabbed a handful of Raymond hair, turned his head and began forcing his cock down the boy’s throat. Raymond was taken by surprise, but quickly did his best to accommodate the invasion. It wasn’t the best position, but the happily slurped, sucked and bobbed on Thomas member well enough to elicit a response from Thomas “Fuck yeah, this slut has no idea what’s about to happen to him. He then turned and winked at Raymond. As if acknowledging some secret signal, Raymond forcefully thrusted one more time before pulling completely out of the boy. Raymond felt empty, despite the cock probing his mouth. Seeing that Raymond was now off Nelson’s rod, he grabbed the boy by the shoulders and dragged him to the edge of the bed and pulled him enough that his head was now hanging off the edge. Thomas knelt down next to the boy’s head and Raymond thought he was coming in for a kiss, but was immediately rewarded with a firm slap to the face. “This faggot thinks I’m going to kiss him,” Thomas laughed, but there was an edge to his voice. The reached down and attached the collar and stood to find a lock to secure it in place. “Baby boy, I don’t make out with faggots. Open up, slut.” And he began working his uncut member down the boy’s throat causing him to gurgle. Raymond knew better than to try and struggle too much to cause a distraction, so he lay there, taking the abuse. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nelson approach Thomas, but it was him this time throwing an arm around the other and going in for a kiss. Raymond had no choice to watch as the two studs above him explored each other’s mouths while Thomas’ dick continued to make ground in Raymond’s throat. Though the drugs were still doing their work on the boy, Raymond had a realization as he was getting throat fucked: “I really am nothing but a hole to these guys,” he thought to himself as they continued to please each other. Raymond became jealous. He wanted what they had. They had a connection. So Raymond did the only thing he could think of to get their attention: he let go of any remaining inhibitions he had and began to work the cock with his throat, hoping to please these men enough to feel desired once again. “Oh shit! This fucking slut working my meat,” Thomas exclaimed, breaking the kiss. “Fuck yeah, faggot. Get my dick nice and wet.” “Let me get in there real quick so it can clean off my cock,” Nelson said as Thomas dislodged himself from the kid’s throat. Nelson was quick and placed his dick head at Raymond’s open mouth and slowly began to work it deeper and deeper with each thrust. He then reached down and rubbed the kid’s throat as his dick caused it to bulge. Raymond was thankful he cleaned out properly as he tasted the sex on this man’s dick. The assault went on for a few minutes, but the position was comfortable enough to allow a throat fucking without being too uncomfortable. Raymond was lost in the pleasure and feelings of being used that he didn’t realize that his hand was in the pouch of his jockstrap, fondling his soft cock. Nelson leaned forward, shoving his shaft fully into the boy’s throat and slapped the kid’s hand away. “Holes don’t get to use their dicks,” he said, keeping his cock firmly in place. Raymond couldn’t breathe, but he knew to remain calm. But as the seconds ticked by, his need for air and he began tapping his hand on the mattress to alert Nelson, but Nelson paid no mind. He withdrew his dick by just less than an inch and it gave Raymond hope. But Nelson knew exactly what he was doing and thrust back into the kid’s throat causing his eyes to bulge. He was running out of air and, on instinct, brought his hands up and just as his fingertips began to push Nelson’s hips away, he withdrew completely, pulled Raymond up by the collar and yelled into his face, “YOU MOTHER FUCKER! YOU JUST DON’T LEARN DO YOU!” Raymond was caught off guard. He gasped for air but his mind was racing. What else was he supposed to have done, he thought to himself. His eyes shifted to Thomas who was laughing and shook his head in disappointment. “You fucked up, kid,” was all he said as he grabbed bong and torch and sat down on the chair facing the bed. Nelson then pulled Raymond off the bed by the collar and dragged him to Thomas’ waiting cock. “You fucking suck that cock like your worthless life depends on it,” Nelson spat and punctuated it by shoving the kid with his right foot. He then walked toward the bedroom door and before leaving he turned to Thomas. “Make it hurt.” Thomas gave a comical salute and Nelson was out the door and disappeared down the hall. “Buckle up, sweetie,” he said down to Raymond before flicking the torch and filling the chamber with the familiar thick, white smoke.

Raymond scrambled back to his knees and assumed his position: chest and face down, slightly off-center of the middle couch cushion, back slightly arched and his jock-strap-covered ass offered to Nelson like a gift ready to be opened. Nelson watched as the college boy eagerly responded. He stroked his dick and watched Raymond’s back muscles move and flex as he got into position. He stepped toward Raymond but then a thought crossed his mind. As Raymond lay there, waiting, Nelson moved across the living room and grabbed a small wooden box that was on his bookshelf. From it, Nelson produced the familiar, small, clear baggie that his dealer supplied him with the night before. Taking a quick look, he was more than satisfied with the contents and knelt behind his waiting prey and began admiring the boy’s body. With his fingertips, he gently traced an invisible line from the right ankle, up to the calf, behind the knee, up behind Raymond’s ample thigh and found his way to the boy’s right ass cheek and repeated the same motion with his left hand on the other leg. This gentleness surprised and excited Raymond. He moaned into cushion and turned his head on its left side and shivered as Nelson touch found its way to the other lobe. Nelson took the opportunity to give Raymond’s ass four hard slaps all on the right cheek. Raymond yipped at the sudden pain and lifted his head to voice his discomfort and was met with four more hard slaps. Each slap was harder than the last. From the back of the back of the apartment Raymond was startled by a voice that he forgot was there. “Oh shit! Someone ain’t playing around today!” Thomas yelled with laughter in his voice and was quiet once again, getting back to whatever he was doing in Nelson’s bedroom. “Keep your face buried in that fucking couch, slut.” Nelson snarled as Raymond snapped his head back to its original position. Nelson got off on the mind games. He knew that his unpredictability would confuse the kid. Moving from gentle and passionate to dominant and imposing would ensure that Raymond would have no doubt about this role in all this. Nelson had always been intrigued by Raymond after noticing him in class. His standoffish attitude and loner style was attractive. He often dressed like he didn’t care what he looked like, arriving to class with messy hair and mismatched clothes that he was somehow able to pull off. Nelson’s interest level in the boy increased after a brief conversation with one of his regular fuck buddies on campus. The two were chatting on campus early in the fall when Nelson’s pal pointed out Raymond walking across a courtyard to a parking garage. “Dude, that guy has a nice dick.” Just a week prior, Raymond had the guy over for a quick fuck session and hurriedly ushered the guy out within minutes after spraying his load on his back and shoulders. That off-handed comment stuck with Nelson even after the class ended in December. Nelson had tried once to chat with Raymond after class, but he was always quick to put on his headphones and had blinders to the world as moved through the classroom and out into the halls. He was beyond thrilled that afternoon when he noticed Raymond in the café. The interaction at the café seemed so far away, but in reality it had only been about two hours ago. The sun was still up and peaking through the tops of his drawn curtains. “Time flies when you’re breaking boys,” he thought to himself. Nelson reached for the baggie and found a shard that was about the size of a raisin. He stood, straddling the boy’s body and leaned down, with one hand Raymond’s neck, he pushed him deeper into the cushion. With his mouth centimeters from the boy’s ear, Nelson flicked his tongue a few times, causing the boy to moan. He pleasured the boy’s ear for a few moments before whispering, “He’s right you know. I’m not playing around.” And he then reached back and shoved the shard deep into Nelson’s ass. The boy squirmed, but Nelson had him locked in place. One hand on the boy’s neck and the other trying to push the rock deeper in Raymond’s quivering hole. “Be still, kiddo. You just got your first booty bump. You’ll be thanking me soon.” Nelson began plunging his finger in and out, satisfied that the shard was now lodged deep and dissolving in the boy’s cunt. Raymond couldn’t help but moan as the finger invading his hole was giving him pleasure that he didn’t know he needed. He hadn’t been fucked in so long he forgot how the pleasure felt. He began to rock his hips back and forth, trying to match the motions of Nelson’s finger in order to get it deeper. “Someone’s got a hungry pussy,” he again whispered to Raymond. Ending his sentence with a deep, sloppy, tongue fuck to Raymond’s left ear, the boy was sent into a new realm of satisfaction. He began to moan and writhe beneath Nelson and the tongue kept invading his ear. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” Nelson heard over and over through the cushion. He had no doubt the kid was now his. He gently nibbled on Raymond’s ear lobe before standing up and resuming his position behind. Raymond spread his knees, presenting his ass to Nelson. Raymond smiled in approval then grabbed each of the kid’s arms and crossed them behind his back. “Keep your hands right there. You fucking move them, you’ll be fucking sorry,” growling at the boy, once again. Nelson, leaning back on his haunches, looked down at his achingly hard cock and gave it a few strokes while he inserted two fingers into Raymond’s significantly hotter hole. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the boy was flying. “Fucking hot hole, faggot,” he said as he continued exploring Raymond from the inside. “That booty bump will be setting you right soon enough. You really should show some appreciation for that, slut.” Nelson heard a muffled, “Thank you.” “You are very welcome,” Now with three fingers stretching the boy in a way he had never had experienced. His other hand was now rubbing up, down and across Raymond’s back muscles, already imagining how much they would flex and strain when the real fun began. “You’ve got a fucking hot body, kiddo. I hope you know things are about to get intense,” Slowly pistoning his three fingers in and out of the boy’s hole. “You need to pay attention to what I am about to say,” Fingers flexing and spreading inside the boy. Raymond arched his back as much as he could while bucking his hips back, trying to get as much of Nelson inside him. “From this moment on, you are nothing but a hole to me,” Fingers moving faster now, in and out, in and out. “You are mine to use and abuse,” Slowing back down, now with two fingers, gliding in and out. He began to feel the sweat accumulate on the boy’s back. The booty bump was doing its magic. “Holes are meant to give men like me pleasure,” This time jabbing his two fingers in with more force. Thrusting in, gliding out. Thrusting in, gliding out. “You belong to me now,” Thrusting in, twisting and circling, spreading and flexing. “I don’t give a fuck who or what you are,” Three fingers now, slowly in, circling and massaging the hole. “From now on, I am Sir to you,” Three fingers forcing their way in. In and out. In and out. He had a rhythm and he could feel the boy responding to his words and actions. “Do you understand, faggot?” “Yes, Sir,” came a muffled response. Nelson used the opportunity to further establish his dominance and slapped Raymond’s ass. Raymond flinched, “I didn’t quite here that, faggot. Do you understand?” “YES, SIR!” came a louder response. “Fuck yeah, boy. Flip over.” Raymond was quick to comply. Moving his hands from his back, he steadied himself and rolled to his left and had most of his upper body on the couch with his legs on the ground. Nelson admired his work. The boy’s sweaty face and matted hair was a good look. The boy was feeling the effects of the bump and stared intensely at the man before him, still on his haunches, dick pointing forward. Raymond licked his lips. “Pull your legs up, slut.” “Yes, Sir.” Raymond lifted his legs and hooked his arms around them and brought them as close to his chest as he could. Nelson admired the boy once more. His ass had a very light dusting of peach fuzz. He leaned forward and gently flicked the boy’s hole with his tongue. Raymond’s hole winked in approval. Nelson dove in for the feast. His hands now on either ass cheek, spreading and getting more access to the boy’s hole. Raymond was in heaven. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” he half whispered, half mumbled. Nelson’s stubble was adding new levels of pleasure to the experience and Raymond didn’t want it to stop. He held on to his own legs tighter, trying to move them closer to his chest to give more of himself to the man below. Nelson was on a mission. His tongue probed deeper, tasting the saltiness of the boy’s hole, doing his best to drive him wild, doing his best to get the hole as wet as possible. After a few minutes of pleasuring the boy, Nelson moved away from his property and raised his hand to the boy’s mouth, cupping it. “Spit.” Raymond complied and spit into Nelson’s palm. “More.” Again, Raymond complied. Satisfied with the amount, Nelson lubed his rigid monster with the boy’s spit. He pulled the boy out a few inches and bent him in order to raise his hole to a more accommodating position. “Look at me, faggot.” Raymond’s eyes met Nelson’s. His pupils were dilated, and he was beginning to sweat more. Nelson placed his right hand on Raymond’s throat and placed his bulbous dick head at the entrance to the boy’s cunt. Raymond was lost in the pleasure, but he noticed a sinister appearance that was no covering Nelson's face. “I fucking told you not to move your fucking hands.” And in one thrust, he impaled the boy with the full length of his meaty pole.

Spent yesterday at Club Dallas yesterday. I’ve started to take a CBD gummy before I go to get fucked, as it really makes my head spin with poppers. I went to my room and got undressed, put some lube on my hole and headed to the sling in the dungeon area. Almost immediately i someone was poking their cock at my hole. I reached down and felt no condom and guided towards my lubed hole. He pushed in and fucked me for about 5 minutes, then shot a huge load deep in my ass. He walked away and I got up and walked around a bit, sucked a couple cocks in the steam room, then headed back to the sling. Another guy walked and felt my hole, and some of the cum that had leaked out and immediately dove his tongue into my cum filled ass. He licked and slurped and sucked my hole, making me assgasm on his tongue. Then he pushed his cock into me and went back and forth between fucking me and rimming me. It WAS AMAZING!!! A guy was stroking his cock looking down on us from the platform and shot his load all over my face and chest. The entire time I am hitting my poppers and keep hitting such a relaxed state that I almost fell asleep. When #2 had shot his load in me and licked me clean, a train of guys began an assault on my ass. I kept hitting poppers as I was roughly fucked in the sling. I don’t know how many guys fucked me and bred me, but an hour later I was waking up in the sling, with a guy fucking my ass. I have never passed out before from getting fucked or poppers, but I’m thinking the CBD and the poppers knocked me out. When I got out of the sling, there was a huge puddle of cum on the floor which had obviously cum from my ass. I wish I knew how many guys had bred me, but my ass was sloshing from all the cum inside me.

I find it fascinating that top porn stars from the early 2000s still perform in videos, yet bottoms seem to last a year, maybe a few years, and then they are gone. I know u tube actually had an area where you could see all the porn stars who had passed away, their screen name and sometime real name, their age, and their cause of death. It is interesting, those who were stars in the 80s and 90s died from AIDS primarily., then I noticed auto accidents, even murders and a lot of suicides. I really wondered what drove these guys to suicide. However, in say the last 5 to 7 years the large majority of deaths has been caused my one thing - overdoses. Someone posted that porn is the only industry that either looks the other way or encourages substance abuse either on set or in their private lives. AIDS is no longer the scary monster, it's the pills you bought from your dealer. How sad.

You asked something is difficult to answer at least for me. It would easy to say the key is the shape but I believe that there is something more. Somehow the fact, there is an ass. If I see an ass (except if it’s too flat or wrinkled or saggy) I feel like it’s calling me. To touch, lick, kiss. I almost always start to eat the ass before penetrating. Tasting the hole makes me so horny that I must push my dick deep in it.

Chapter 15 Horse said “ I am really getting the root of my man-slayer in the kids bowels”. You could hear the squishing sounds deep in the kid when he worked in and out. Hores said “ This Kid is unbelievable, I have never met anyone that could take this much. He isn’t going to shit right for a month “. There were a bunch of chuckles when he said that. I knew it was probably more truth that not. Horse setup a steady rhythm of fucking the kid. Both were enjoying it. Two of the guys that worked the door came down to see what was going on. It was after midnight and I knew it was about this time that they closed temporarily and cleaned the area. They saw the Pig and the Kid in the slings and decided to have a little fun also. Each walked up and put a cock in the mouth of the guys. The Pig started nursing on it but the Kid really gave the cock lip service. You could see his tong working it and trying to get all 6+ inches down his throat. The guy shifted and the Kid went to the base of his cock. The guy moaned and said “ This Kid really knows ow to suck a cock. He has me almost ready to shoot my load “. I wasn’t sure if he would suck it. I just fucked the cum out of a guy upstairs and he wasn’t the cleanest guy. My cock had to taste like that guys ass. He was getting close and suddenly lunged forward. A guy had come up behind him and pushed a finger up the guys ass, coated with that special lube. He said “ Fuck, that burns “. With that the guy pushed a second finger up the guy’s ass and proceeded to work his prostate over. Between the movement of the guys hand and the look on the workers face you could tell that the guys prostate was getting a work out. Horse heard and saw this and said that he was about to Load the Kid up. He said he had a five day load and it was going to be a big one. The guy that had his cock in the Kids mouth said “ Hear it cums. Drink it all down “. We could tell it was a big shot because the Kid was choking on it a little but not a drop was spilled. The guy kept his cock in the Kids mouth and said ” want to drink from the tap? “ the Kid nodded his head and the guys said “ Good. Here it comes”. Someone said “ don’t spill a drop Kid, or else “. With that you could see the kid gulping down the yellow enhanced juice. Then he had drank it all he started liking the cock clean. Horse saw this and said ‘ Oh Fuck. I need to take this kid home “. You could tell that he was getting close with the way Horse was plowing that ass that until a few hours ago, was a tight little sphincter. You could see that Horse’s cock was getting harder because of the way it was defined in the Kids stomach. Horse’s ball sack that grossly fat with cum and we could tell that it was going to be a cum enema up the Kids ass. Last I heard Horse had a couple STIs and HVL. Horse slammed forward started jerking in the Kids body. The Kids eyes went white as Horse went deeper and he had been. You could actually see the head of Horse’s cock pulsing in the Kids bowels. We didn’t know where that load was going but we knew it was getting pumped deeper than any human cold get it. Horse was in heaven with this Kids recked cunt. he stayed in the Kid for a bit. I figured he was waiting to piss in the Kids guts. Over at the other sling with the Pig in it, he had a had up his ass almost to the elbow. If Horse hadn’t finished with the Kid he could have taken this hole to the Hilt also. I had hoped Horse wasn’t finished yet. The Pig was sucking on the guys cock and got tired of him only taking the head and shoved his cock into the Pigs throat. The Pig stared gaging and struggling to get air. The guy stared cuming and managed to keep his cock in the mouth of the struggling Pig. The guy said “ take it all and don’t bite. If you do it will be the worse thing you ever did !” The guy suddenly had a look of fear on his face and eyes. It was getting late and the place was filling up with people from the bars. I knew it would be a different crowd here. Not quite so sadistic but guys that needed to get off in anything.

I was on a trip to New York and having a heck of a time sleeping without my wife. I needed to have her in the bed next to me in order to be able to sleep. Then I got an Idea to get someone to take her place, not to have sex with but just to sleep. To have someone to take the place of my wife in the bed. I thought it was a great Idea but, my thinking was out of wack for lack of sleep. I figured that I could go down to the bar and find some one that would be willing to help. I went in to this bar that the concierge told me about he said you will definitely find someone that will help you out. The bar was down about two blocks from the hotel and at this time of night there were a few people in there. There were no ladies in the bar all I saw were men and they were friendly enough but they were guys. I figured I would never find someone that would take the place of my wife. I sat at the bar and ordered a coke, the bartender gave me a mixed drink and said that the guy at the end of the bar bought it for me. I did a Cheers to him by holding up the drink and I guess he thought that the would come over. He sat down on the stool next to me and told me his name was Ted and he said that I looked out of place in this bar. I said I usually don't go to bars, and he said not usually ones like this I bet. I didn't know what he meant. We started to talk about what I came down to the bar about and I told him I cant sleep without someone in the bed next to me. Ted: Wow Me: now you know my problem. Ted: well the solution is easy Ill come over and sleep in the bed next to you. Me: you would do that for me. Ted: of course I would what are friends for. Me: [I thought to myself but we just met] Okay. So we left the bar and headed to the hotel. When we got in the hotel the concierge gave me a look that was unsettling and I wondered why. He didn't know that I planed to sleep with this guy just to get sleep. At least I didn't think he knew, as I was getting into the elevator he ran over and said that my wife had called and that she wanted me to call her back, and then he said hi to Teddy. The elevator doors closed and I asked if he knew him, and Ted said that he throws business his way now and again. Yeah, what kind of business? Ted said that every so often he has people that need to be relieved of the worry of getting sick and he asks me to help them. What are you some kind of psychologist. Ted said lets just say I know what they are going through. When we got to the room all I wanted to do was sleep and I told ted that once we lay down I going to be out like a lite. He said that would be fine with him. He also asked if it would be okay if he rubbed my back. I said what ever gets him off to sleep is okay with me. Ted was on his side of the bed and I noticed that he was taking all his clothes off. He said that he sleeps in the nude it gets him off to sleep faster. he asked me if he could put some incense on the night stand so that we would have great dreams. I said sure and he handed me a little brown bottle and said just open it and put it on your night stand take a big whiff of it. I put it up to my nose and it smelt like rubber cement almost. He said that it will change the way you dream of things in a little bit. About 5 min later it started to get really warm in the bed under the covers so I took them off. Ted said that I could take my clothes off to if it was too hot. I said no I'm okay. The smell that was now in the whole room was making me dizzy and very warm. I had to take my clothes off and try to get some sleep. So I asked him if he minded and Ted said no go ahead, its just like going to the camp outs I had when I was a kid. I noticed the tattoo that ted had on his penis when I turned to get my clothes off, and I asked him about it. He said as he grabbed his cock and showed me closer that it was a Bio-hazard Tat, "its cool isn't it" I said that yeah but why would you get it on your penis that must have hurt. Ted said not as much as its hurt others, and again I did not know what he meant by that, but I was tired and laid down to get sleep. A little while later I woke up and I felt something on my waist and I looked down and Ted was blowing me, I was hard and all I could do was moan. He was giving me the best blowjob I have ever had and in the last 20 years I had not gotten any from the wife. The way he was holding my hips and thighs was so gentle it made me feel like I was being made love to not just having foreplay. He rubbed my pelvis and then my hips, and slid around to my but and cupped them feeling them like he was wanting something more. It was hard to think because of the smell that was everywhere and I was as horny as I could be with my wife even more so. He was sucking my cock so deeply then he circled my hod with his finger and I was being electrified. I was holding his head and running my fingers through his hair like it was my wife's head. Then I felt the finger poke its way into my hole and I was frozen in a way I had not ever been, he was still circling my insides, and inching his way deeper and deeper. The all of sudden he pulled it out and said I sorry he didn't mean to over step his boundaries. I asked him what was he doing that for, He said that it had been a long time since he had done that to anyone and he was just getting heated up because we were both naked. He also asked if I enjoyed it. I told him that it felt okay not wanting to sound like I was gay. Ted: would you mind if I continued? Me: well you know I'm not gay or anything. Ted: Oh yeah me neither. With that I got back into the spooning position and he did too. I heard him open a tube of something and put it on his finger, then he said oops got to much let me wipe this off and I looked a round and it looked like he rubbed it off on his dick. but that didn't matter the room was still spinning from that smell and I was so horny I told him to hurry and put his finger back inside me. He did as he was told and was circling my anus and deeper and deeper till he hit a bump inside me and started to rub it. That's that spot he said, do you feel that. I said that yes, but that was about all I could say. Because the pleasure that I was feeling was amazing. He started to tell me about why he got a Bio-hazard tattoo on his cock. That he had treated so many sick people. That so many of the people that he treated to his cock were stuck in their fear. With that he pulled out his finger and I asked him to put it back in. He asked if I was ready for more and I said I'm so horny that he could put all his finger in. With that I felt something poking my hold and it slid very deep into me. The pain was unbearable but he reached around and was covering my mouth with his hand. He stayed right there and did not move for awhile, then slowly started to pull all the way out brushing that bump making me see stars. very slow at first pulling all the way out a pushing all the way back in. he asked if I liked what he was doing. I told him I was confused but it felt good. He said all my fears and worries will be over soon and that I will be part of him, or something like that, I will carry it with me. I didn't know what he meant but the pleasure that I was feeling was amazing. He told me that it was about to get better and he started to push into me and pull out of me faster and harder, in out in out deeper and deeper and deeper till he whispered in my ear that he was about to cum and I would be free and changed forever. Once he finished telling me that he pushed all the way in deep as he could and I felt him twitching and pulsing and the warmth spreading through my whole body was wonderful. We slept the whole night and I woke up in the morning wit his cock still in me and he said that we had done it three time last night and that I had a smile on my face all night. We got up and showered and he left giving me his number and said if and when you get the flu give me a call. I didn't know what that meant and why I would call him when I got the flu he was not my doctor but I said okay and we parted ways. About two months later I had gotten as sick as a dog I thought I would die from this flu and I remembered the number in my wallet so I called. Ted answered and said that I was free that I should go get tested and that I was probably positive. I thought that I was positive that he was crazy. About a month later I had gone to the doctor for a check up and he said that something looked funny and was I having sex with a lot of partners. I said to him "no" that my wife was the only one that I had sex with but its been a while. He said let me do some blood work and we will see whats up. That was a week ago and the phone is ringing and it my doctors office.

Dawson is like every body else, some people "love" him and others don't. Most people that have met him in person tend to like him though we all have our likes and interests. I enjoyed watching his "20 Load weekend" but can't claim that he influenced me very much. I think that was filmed in 2004 and I had my own 32 load weekend over IML back in 1998. Top buddy kept bringing the men and he kept count, I didn't have a choice and that is when I started to enjoy the experience and less concern about looks or body type. I had worked at our local bathhouse for two years back in 1995-96 with free room at any of the clubs in the chain. I have the 2 disks 50 Load weekend DVD and still have not watched it. I met him at a "Cockpit" party in San Francisco sponsored by Paul Morris back around 2007. I had stripped and checked in my clothes as Dawson came down the stairs with a couple of buddies, he said he had 3 loads in his ass when he arrived. We are both primarily bottom but I did slide Inside his ass a couple of times, but didn't shoot Inside him but he was very, very wet. I left about 4am with my own ass filled with Multiple Loads from total Strangers. 😀🍆🍆💦👿☣

After a long drought of no sex, yesterday after work (I did douche fully! LOL) I went to Steamworks Toronto for their "Daddy Issues" theme night from 8PM-12AM (third Wednesday). I wanted some loads in my daddy ass. I got to my room near the back darkroom. After getting into my jock and putting a buttplug up my hole to loosen it up, I went to cruise and see who was in Steamworks Toronto on a Wednesday. Besides myself, I saw 3 other daddies and a sparse number of younger men. LOAD #1 - I met a 24 yo very tanned young man who needed to de-nut. He asked if I had a room. I'm 5'8" and he's a full foot shorter than I am. Interesting and hot sex, to say the least. He didn't need any lube to enter my hole, commenting that my hole felt "great, like a pussy!". I'll take this as a compliment! It didn't take him long to seed my ass. I cleaned off his cock to thank him. LOAD #2 - Later on, I met a 26 yr young man of colour, muscular-beefy in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area of the sexclub. I touched then sucked on his nipples. I turned around to offer my ass. He sunk his long pencil cock in me (6"-7"). He fucked me for a bit then I asked him to cum in me. He told he didn't want to, but then thought about my offer again. After taking out his cock, he sunk it in once more and fucked me until he came. He told it felt awesome in my ass. I told him it was Daddy Night at Steamworks Toronto. He smiled and thanked me for offering my ass for him to fuck and seed. I was at Steamworks Toronto for just over 3 hours. A bare minimum of loads but this daddy is happy!

Fully agree ^^ Is there a reason cheaters/liars or whatever you are calling yourselves cannot be upfront with your partners? Or stay single. Cheaters violate trust and wreck homes/lives and feel absolutely no remorse for your actions. Also, we have a choice when we have BB sex around STI's, HIV etc, they dont because they trust you. Anyway each to their own, just my opinion. Thx

“Cmon just a quick blowjob all I wanna do is blow down your throat” was his reply to me saying I wasn’t sure if I could get away to blow him with the BF at home from his Locanto ad. But that is a story to be told after this story of my fall from grace into depravity J. So for the next two weeks, I waited patiently inside the stall on my lunch break for the chubby tradie to show up, unzip and lean back as he expected his daily blowjob. For two weeks I eagerly sucked his sweaty cock, for two weeks I eagerly swallowed his thick semen, for two weeks I savoured the taste of his strong seed on my tongue and down my throat, for two weeks I sucked and cleaned his cock like my life depended on it. For those Two weeks, my BF had the most sex he has ever had in a short amount of time. So after my days ended at work, I would get home and kneel in-front of my BF, be it in front of TV or his office on his computer or even whilst he was on a call to his parents. I would kneel and pull his cock out and suck him, tasting his sweaty cock as it grew in my mouth lubing him up getting him primed as I turned around and begged him to fuck me. Whimpering as he slid his cock in me raw and fucked me hard until he blew his load. Kissing him as I pulled my pants up and walked out to start making dinner. This was great, I got to blow a guy with no ties and come home and please my BF, it wasn’t really cheating was it? I mean I came home to him and its not like he didn’t benefit from no sex. Its only cheating if you stop pleasing your partner right? That’s what I kept telling myself….. and I believed it. But as they say all good things come to an end, and whilst it didn’t really end my job screwed me over and sent me to a smaller branch but it was further away and made my lunch time hookup quite impossible. So of course because I wasn’t getting my daily load from tradie, the sex eased off at home and I blew it off as being an a new branch with new responsibilities and it was a bigger job as they were really unorganised. So things came to a flying halt in the sex department. A few months had gone by and I woke up on a Sunday morning in bed alone as I grabbed my phone and logged onto KNOX and noticed I had a message from the tradie. “What are you up too faggot, I’m hard and need a blowjob. Haven’t blown in a month and you need to swallow my load. How about you let me use your mouth pig cum and get it” followed by a pic of his leaking uncut cock rock hard. Instantly boning up dreading the fact I couldn’t get to him…. Or could I….. We had nothing planned for the day but it wasn’t like I could say I wanted to do something on my own without the BF getting suspicious and accusing me of cheating. Laying in bed I tossed up what to reply with until I heard the BF come up the stairs, so I shoved my phone under my pillow and rolled over pretending to be snoozing whilst I thought about what to do and say to the tradie. Few words were spoken but I took my chance when the BF bought up that we were meant to have lunch with his parents. Passing back to him that I wasn’t feeling well and wanted to just sleep given the business of work and how busy its been. He bought this and kissed my forehead and said he was going to get ready to leave. Hearing the shower turn on, I grabbed my phone and messaged the tradie, finding out where he lived and almost jumping in the air when I realised he was only 10 min walk from my place. Telling him the plan and that ill leave asap , he responded back saying he was playing his PS4 and that he would be on naked and ready for me to take him in my mouth and pleasure him. Putting the phone away, waiting patiently for my BF to leave, before leaving he bought me a cup of tea, bottle of water and said he would message me on way back to see if I wanted lunch. Telling him that would be great as ill take some tablets and would be starving so definitely message me (that way I knew I had to get going from tradies place) It was a 35 min drive to his parents, lunch would be an hour at least and then 35 min drive back so roughly 2 hours I had. As soon as he left I waited for 15 mins and then grabbed my phone and keys and left. Walking briskly I noticed by time I had blown 34 mins and now only had about an hour. Plenty of time I thought…. So I thought. Walking into his place it smelled like a gym locker-room and I instantly got hard when I saw him on the couch naked his thick smooth legs spread his cock hard and dripping, he was talking on the mic and headset but I wasn’t listening, I put my stuff down and instantly got down in front of him crawling between his legs as I inhaled his sweaty scent breathing happily as I take his smooth half hard leaking cock in my mouth his foreskin hanging over the end of his cock as I start slowly sucking. Bobbing up and down as he continues to play his game, my hands rubbing the tops of his smooth feet up his smooth legs and over his smooth gut. He scoots down further on the couch so he hangs off the couch giving me greater access to sucking his cock and licking his smooth heavy nuts. He occasionally clicks his fingers pointed to his nuts or his cock taking the hint he wants my tongue on his balls or my mouth around his cock. I loose myself swallowing spit and precum almost in a trance until I notice my watch and see ive been blowing him for almost an hour. Mentioning this to him he nods and grunts he is close. I keep sucking, closing my lips tighter and sucking harder as I work my tongue under his foreskin and lap at his cock head. I start sweating from both the room being hot as hell and nerves and I just get sweaty. Noticing the hour is up I go to get off his cock to tell him and he reaches down grabs the back of my head and grunts “Don’t fucking stop pig if you stop no more of this for your pig throat” growling as he fucks my throat holding me down as I gag and take deep breaths where I can. This goes on for another 10 mins and by now Im panicking, my phone has gone off several times. Gagging on his cock, drool running down my face spluttering over his cock I hear him grunt that he is gunna cum as he pushes my head down and chokes me as I feel the unmistakable throb of his cock as it starts pumping his thick strong cum down my throat. Coughing as he let me up telling me to fuck off and thanks he picked his controller up and started playing again. Getting up feeling more used than usual.. kinda dirty. I got up and grabbed my stuff, quickly calling the BF as I stepped outside. Telling him I was just taking the Bins out as he asked what I was doing and that I wasn’t the best. He mentioned he was only about 15 mins away. (FUCK I was there for over an hour) I asked him to stop of Macca’s and get me some lunch and some frozen coke. After a quick chat about lunch I was almost home. As soon as he hung up, I ran….. Now I don’t run at all being a husky guy the thought of it would make me laugh but this time I was panicking I had to get home, wash the spit and precum from my face, take the bins out and get back to bed after a change of clothes. I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to take the trash out, slam the bins down and put them out of the street, running back inside up the stairs, chucking my clothes into my draw even my underwear covered in precum and sweat, splashing my face with water and then tossing up if I should brush my teeth but thought that would be a little suss…… hearing the car pull up, pulling my hair swearing as I could smell dick on my breath….. I quickly ripped his draw open beside the bed and grabbed his heartburn mint tablets shoving 2 in my mouth I jumped under the covers and tried to calm myself. Sweat pouring off me as my BF comes into the room. Fearful of the look I was getting I turned in the bed and looked at him forcing a weak smile, all I saw was a look of concern on his face. “Fuck you look terrible, your flush and sweating” he comes over as he puts the food and drink down sitting on bed. “The bed is saturated, what were you thinking doing the bins, I could’ve done them when I got home” looking at me as he placed the back of his hand on my forehead “your burning up, what can I do for you? Do you want me to run a bath and you have a soak?” Nodding at him I tell him I’m fine but not up for food but the drinks and bath sounds good smiling at him as he rushes off to run the bath. Breathing deep as I think to myself I got away with it as I walk into the bathroom and I step up to my BF as I start unbuttoning his pants as he stares at me as I put my hand down his pants and grab his sweaty soft cock as he moans and leans forward to kiss me. Kissing him back I drop his pants and turn myself around as I aim his cock between my cheeks as he spits on his cock and rubs himself over my hole as he grabs my hips and pushes in deep. Fucking me over the bathtub filling up with warm water as I imagine I’m back in-front of the tradie sucking his thick cock. Pleasuring him with my mouth as my thoughts turn from fellatio to fucking wanting the tradie to fuck me. Hearing my BF grunt bringing me back to reality I noticed precum running down my legs my cock and now cum leaking from my arse as my BF tells me that was exactly what he needed as he pulls out and tells me to get in the bath and relax. Sitting in the bathtub relaxing sipping on my frozen coke, smiling as I idly play with my half hard cock scrolling through tumblr looking at naked pics of bearish men. I log into KNOX and view my messages and notice I have two from the tradie. First one read “Thanks for the blowjob needed that. Let me know when you can get here next” Second one read “Want you to rim me next time before blowing me, let me know when” Grinning I’m lost in my own little fantasy of being his on-call pig until I heard my BF coming the stairs asking me if I wanted to eat or if he could have it. Yelling out it was all his my mind bringing me back to earth I suddenly felt bad. Bad that I pulled out of lunch, bad I made it up what I was really doing. Maybe even so a little bad that I ended up with another mans cock in my mouth. But I still got my BF off right so did I really cheat…..

FYI - This chapter has a lot of setup and a little sex. ------- Chapter 5.1 - Holiday Gifts ------- The semester was winding down and he just had one more final to go before heading back home for the first time since he left for school in August. Once the last test was over, Ric spent the rest of the day relaxing and packing his suitcase. He had an early morning flight and Joe was to pick him up that night. "You can sleep on the plane, we're gonna have fun all night" Kyle said shortly after he got to their apartment. He wasn't kidding and Ric was exhausted when they dropped him off at the airport the next morning. He hoped all the cum wouldn't leak past the plug all over the plane seat and let the rest of the passengers know how many loads he had taken the night before from Joe, Kyle, Mark, Eric and Paul. At least his balls were empty too. It was good to be home and he could tell that both of his parents had missed him. While he had talked with them at least weekly while at school, being together again as a family was better than it had been for years. Ric got together with his friends too. Shane had a party with the old swim team and the guys from his regular sex parties. Alex and him spent a lot of time together and he thought that Alex may have missed him the most. He spent some of his spare time texting Thad about a new tattoo that he wanted. His escorting jobs had really picked up the past month and he had put away a nice stash to pay for something more elaborate. The hard part was going to be getting it done without letting his parents know until it was complete. Thad told him it would take three sessions to do it and after twisting his arm, they settled on two. Ric set a date for the first part and then planned on coming back a month or two later to get it finished. The cold weather would give him an excuse to wear long sleeved shirts to cover up the first part. "Alex, can you take a few pics of me?" Ric asked three days before he headed back west. "Sure. I hope you're going to be naked in them. And fucking me" he said. "You definitely get one of those. You're the only one around here that knows I did porn. I really appreciate that you kept it quiet, but before I get my next tattoo and I look different, I'd like some pics to remember this part of my life" Ric said as he pulled the mask out from his suitcase. "Fuck... I think I just wet my panties. I'll do it, but you have to fuck me while you're wearing the mask. It will be the from the unreleased porn flick" Alex said with a chuckle. Ric stripped down and oiled his skin up before he put the wrestling mask on one more time. They joked around for a half hour, getting a few dozen shots. The first several were like promo shots Rawson might have had taken and the last few were of Ric fucking Alex's cum filled poz hole. Ric always loved fucking Alex. Alex had figured out long ago what he wanted from sex and that was lots of guys fucking him and that experience showed the moment a cock entered his ass or mouth. Ric wondered at times how many guys had enjoyed fucking him, but it didn't matter now since his cock was back inside his friend, drilling just like the old days. Alex was never the 'lay there and take it' bottom, he always was fully part of it, whether that meant fucking back or working his ass muscles. Alex liked it rougher than most guys too, so Ric rarely had to worry he was fucking too hard. It only took a moment to open Alex's pussy and after that it was long strokes until he came. Just like with the outer ring, a few knocks on the inner ring let him through and Ric began to bounce his hips off Alex's ass. They fucked bent over the bed, on the floor with Alex on all fours and then missionary with Alex laying back on the bed. Ric liked how Alex was never quiet when getting fucked unless he had to be. In fact he thought the time he fucked Alex in the bathroom of the megamart was probably the least satisfying one, since they both had to stay quiet to not get discovered. "Come on, Ric! Harder. Pound that knocked up cunt!" was followed by "Gimme a good recharge" and "You own it, now wreck it!" Alex growled out. Ric chuckled to himself and drilled even harder. He knew when Alex was in this zone, he couldn't fuck hard enough. His cock was now pulling all the way out and slamming back into the gaping hole. A few minutes later he felt Alex clamp down on his cock, gripping it tightly for a few seconds. Moments later as he bent over further, he felt the spurts from Alex's cock coat his stomach and chest with cum. It triggered Ric's own orgasm and he was flooding his friend's cunt with another load of viral cum. While he may have bred his dad early that morning, his balls had refilled and let him shoot another sizable load into Alex. Both had huge grins on their faces as they stared at each other, panting hard. When his dick softened, Ric pulled out and crawled up on the bed, spooning with Alex. "You usually don't cum when I fuck you" Ric said. "I used to tell myself that I shouldn't. I was just a hole. But some guys thought that meant I didn't like the fuck. Once I started, I found that it made sex even better not having to hold back" Alex replied. "We fuck for pleasure. You should never deny yourself. That was a huge load. Too bad it didn't go into a hungry hole" Ric said softly into Alex's ear. Alex giggled. "Some of it has. I met this really cute sissy over in Summerville. He's a year older but a lot less experienced and I've been teaching him how to be a slut. He does have a better wardrobe, though, and likes to dress up. I knocked him up last fall. My dick might be small, but it can do the job" Alex said. Ric beamed. "Fuck! That's so cool. Was that the first guy you fucked?" Ric asked. Alex giggled again and said "No, I tried once right after I came out, but I love getting fucked way more." "Hopefully he won't be the last one you do. Just have fun" Ric replied. -- Shane agreed to take him up for the first tattoo session and two days before Ric was to fly back to school they were sitting in the car driving up to Thad's shop. "We're not going to get kidnapped again, are we?" Shane asked as he drove down the expressway. Ric chuckled, remembering the surprise they got when they went up to talk to Thad about Shane's first tattoo. Shane got marked inside and out that day and was in pain for a week after. "I don't think so, but I didn't know it was going to happen that time either" Ric said. They kept talking and Ric asked if he liked being on the swim team in college. "It's so fuckin different. I'm a freshman so we really don't compete much. It's mostly training and kinda boring actually. None of the other guys from our high school team even tried out" Shane said. "Is Marcus still there or did he graduate?" Ric asked, feeling his cock twitch as he thought about him. Shane laughed. "Yeah, he is. That bastard is a tough SOB. He'd have us doing drills 23 hours a day if he could. Hot to look at, but hard on us. I think he's still pissed at meeting the two of us in the hotel room and finding out you were poz" Shane said. "Yeah, that was the first really bad reaction I had meeting a guy. The tat did its job though." Ric said. A minute later he added "Uh... I did fuck him the next day. Actually, my friend Joe and I did. He's a really great bottom and my friend thinks we knocked him up that day" Ric said. Shane coughed, jerking his gaze to Ric in the passenger seat. "You what? After he freaked out like that?" Shane asked, glancing quickly between Ric and the road. "Yeah, don't say anything. Marcus was really pissed the next day and Joe calmed him down. Next thing I knew the three of us were in a storage room fucking. Joe and I both bred him full of our charged seed. He finished that swim camp with our loads soaking into his guts" Ric said, grinning as he retold the story. "Fuck. That's why he always glares at me. He's probably scared I already know and I'm going to tell everyone" Shane said. They took the exit and soon were parked at the tattoo shop. Shane checked the mirrors several times before getting out of the car. Ric chuckled, but was happy when they made it inside without getting dragged away unconscious again. "Hey, good to see you guys" Thad said. Ric sat down and Thad showed him the final drawings for the tattoo. "I hope you'll come back and let me do the rest of the sleeve. I kind of feel like this is only half the job" Thad said. "Yeah, I know but I want to see how this looks first. You did drawings for the full arm, so you know I'm at least thinking about it" Ric said, pulling his shirt off. Thad spent the next two hours working on the tattoo. About halfway through, Daryl came out of the back of the shop and watched the rest of the process. "All ready when you are, Ric. Glad we could finally get this done" Daryl said. "Yeah, me too. After feeling Kyle's again, I really want it now" Ric replied. Shane looked confused but soon Ric was climbing out of the chair. "You know the drill. Keep it moisturized and let it heal. It's gonna look really good when it's done. Are we still on for the end of February?" Thad asked. "Yeah, I got tickets already, but it's a quick trip - in on Friday night, out on Sunday morning" Ric said. "Your turn Shane. In the chair" Thad said as Ric looked back. Soon, Ric was in the back room, with Daryl's hand holding his partially hard cock up, figuring out where to put the six bars of the ladder. Ric remembered when he got his nipples pierced and expected the same thing, but it went easier this time even though there were four more piercings to do. He gingerly walked back to the front and waited a few minutes for Thad to finish up. Ric peeled off the money for Daryl's work and then left the rest for Thad in two piles. "I paid for the whole thing, Thad. Now you know I'll be back to finish it up" Ric said, grinning. "No fucking until it's healed, Ric" Daryl said as they started toward the door. Shane looked out, glancing all around. "A little nervous you're gonna get grabbed again?" Daryl asked with a sinister laugh. "Yeah. Those guys made Ric's fucks seem gentle" Shane said as he walked out the door. They got in the car and headed back towards home. "Whatcha get?" Ric asked a few blocks later. "A scorpion by my cock. I want to be like all the cool kids. It's small and will get covered by my speedo, but once it comes off, guys will know" Shane said with a laugh. They drove a few more miles and Ric asked "Do you ever run into the guys on the wrestling team?" "Yeah. Talk about a bunch of homos. Word has it they fuck each other all the time. I did one guy so far, but I don't think it took. Why?" Shane said. "My friend Joe was on the team until the coach threw him off. He said the team fucked a lot. Does the coach get in on it? I know in high school your coach didn't touch the team, but that's cuz of the age you were. College is different" Ric said. "There's rumors, but as far as I know, the only coach that I know that plays with his team is the women's tennis coach. Uh... I can poke around if you want" Shane said. "Yeah, don't spend too much time on it, but I'm curious since my friend seemed to think he might have dropped him because he was fucking other team members and not the coach" Ric said. "Lots of coaches will screw you over if you don't do what they want. You'd be amazed at some of the stuff these jocks get away with. The football and basketball players are the worst, but there's so much money that comes in from those sports, everyone looks the other way" Shane said. "Thanks" Ric replied. They got close to Shane's house and Ric turned to Shane. "Fuck. I just got my dick pierced and you just got a tat down there. We're useless. Neither of us can fuck" Ric said. "Don't worry. I got us covered. Marty and Zac are ready and waiting, but I think both of them want you" Shane said with a laugh. It had been a long time, but it felt like a year earlier with their fuck parties at Shane's house. Marty and Zac showed up shortly after they got there and everyone was naked a few minutes later. "Go easy, both of us need to be careful of our new ink and piercings" Ric said as they chugged down a few beers. "No guarantees. I was kinda hoping to feel that cock in me again, but that just means I get to show you how good I can top now" Zac said. Ric chuckled but was actually curious. Zac had come a long way since their first meeting and was looking even hotter than he did back then. His body had filled in and his workouts had added more muscle around his body. He was a lot more confident too, but still wasn't taking himself too seriously. Marty looked a little different too, having grown a bit physically not having to worry about swim team requirements. His face had a little fur on it and his bush was no longer that little patch above his dick. Ric moved behind Zac, wrapping his arms around the smaller guy and pulling him close. "I hope you guys have been having fun while I've been away" Ric said, making everyone laugh. "We've been like nuns. Studying hard and not thinking about sex" Marty said, grinning back. "Studying is good, but you also need to share what you got. Don't let all that cum I bred you with go to waste" Ric replied, smiling. "You worried your bug isn't gonna find lots of new guys?" Shane asked. "Not with you guys. You probably have knocked up more guys than me" Ric replied, letting his hands roam over Zac's body. "Maybe. I know I have five" Marty said, pushing Shane to his knees. Zac turned around and kissed Ric, whispering "I only have two. Sorry." "No need to be sorry. Zero would be ok, too. Just have fun, Zac" Ric replied. He grabbed Zac's ass and pulled him tight, feeling the growing cocks between them. "Aaaarrrgghhh" Ric groaned out, pain shooting through his cock from the new piercings. His cock was hard and it wasn't going to soften with his friends around, they turned him on too much. He tried to just bear it and worked his way down Zac's body, licking and nibbling at almost every part. Once he was on his knees, his lips were around Zac's cock, sucking gently and letting his tongue flick over the hard shaft. Shane was sucking on Marty's cock, just like he had done a hundred times before. He knew what Marty liked and was sure to get him close before slowing down, taking him to the edge and back numerous times. When Marty couldn't take it any more, he pushed Shane's head off his cock and pushed him on to his back. The spit covered cock jabbed into Shane's hole, making him cry out. Ric chuckled as he watched Marty and Shane out of the side of his eye. Zac had his hand on the back of his head, slowly fucking his face. His face was getting mashed into the same small patch of fur he remembered from the last time he had sucked Zac. It wasn't an aggressive fuck so far, but Ric liked how Zac was taking control. He had come a long way from being that timid swimmer a year earlier. A pair of hands grasped the sides of his face and pulled him back. Zac stared down at him and said "Show me your ass." Ric grinned before he turned around, wondering what Zac was going to do next. The firm hand between his shoulders, pushing his head down was a surprise as was the face pushing between his ass a few moments later. It was a submissive position and while Zac didn't seem like the dominant type, Ric knew he was going to be Zac's bottom for now. The tongue lapped over his hole and poked in several times, making sure plenty of spit was around and inside the pucker. Zac's hands moved to Ric's hips and he felt the wet cock press into the ring before it popped inside. Ric moaned, relaxing and feeling the cock slowly push deeper. Zac's cock wasn't long or thick, it was just a little longer than average but had a nice bulge in the middle. Ric knew that Zac had been getting more experience fucking guys since he was comfortable plowing Ric's hole. Each time Ric would give a squeeze with his ass, Zac would laugh and thrust in harder. He wasn't trying to make Zac cum, he just wanted to add another element to their fuck. The strokes got harder and when Ric felt two hands on his shoulders, pushing him back to the floor, he realized Zac was now really fucking him. Ric started to push back against some of the thrusts and Zac started to grunt. He looked over and Marty was pounding Shane, getting close to breeding his friend. Suddenly his ass was empty but only for a second when Zac shoved back in. His thrusts were now slower, but much harder. "Breed my ass, Zac!" Ric yelled back, the side of his face pressed firmly on the floor. Ric heard Marty groan loudly as he pumped his load into Shane's ass. It spurred Zac on even more and he began drilling Ric's ass until his cock throbbed and started to pump his charged load into the guy that knocked him up. Ric milked as much cum as he could out of Zac's balls and then felt the sweaty body fall on to his back. Ric slowly stretched out until his stomach was on the floor. Zac laid on top of Ric, gasping, for a few minutes before rolling off. Ric turned to him and kissed him. "Fuckin hot, Zac" Ric said. "Thanks, I've dreamed of doing that for a long time" Zac replied, grinning back. Ric pulled him closer and they kissed deeply. Once the kiss ended, Zac nuzzled his head next to Ric's and whispered "I can't believe I just fucked a porn star."

“I just want head” was the title of his reply to my post I put up on Locanto. Innocent enough right? Not when you’re the one cheating on your BF of 10 years….. How the mighty have fallen….. how fast things went wrong… or right, depends on how you are looking in my recount. But that is a story to be told after this story of my fall from grace into depravity. Let’s start from the beginning, so I am 32 years old, stocky fellow work in a professional role suit tie the works. Been in a long term relationship with my BF of 10 years, sex is well… boring. Don’t get me wrong I love his cock, his sweaty scent and when he does get the urge him fucking me but its just so vanilla from where I came from previously. Before my partner I was having it off with random guys behind stores, in bookstores, SOP (Sex on Premises), public venues, park toilets, my place theirs, you get the story. I was up for anything I loved sweaty men rough guys selfish fucks, blow n go’s old men fat meant younger men slim men, as long as you had a cock I was happy. But I went through that fleeting moment of Where is my life going, what am I doing with myself blah blah blah and I guess my BF was just there at the right/wrong time. All was right for a few years, I had manage to change numbers, emails, all those links to my slutty past, got my tube account closed off and most of my known videoed encounters removed from the net (Yes I know you can never fully remove but I could at least claim deniability that I knew it was out there and no longer linked to myself contactable wise), I cut off a lot of ties which I regretted but I thought I was doing the right thing. So things were good for a while. We dated, went out, travelled, dinners, family events and friends outings, bought a puppy together, built a place together etc you know the typical gay relationship… Monogamous, just us day in and day out. Fast forward a few years and we became even further recluse from the gay lifestyle, we had very few gay friends and it got to the point where I no longer associated with anyone without my BF seemingly cuffed to my wrist and if I did anything out of the norm of our day to day regimented process I would get accused of cheating. So after years of this and being accused of cheating on him when I never before this point did anything like that. I had enough and decided if he is going to accuse me of cheating I may as well do it and hopefully either end the relationship knowing or strengthen it by doing what I do and move on. I really don’t know at which point it went the way it did but I went in with the best intentions of not wanting to hurt anyone, I really convinced myself that it was “just sex” and that it wasn’t cheating as I was just helping myself to stay in the relationship and be happier the whole Happy Life Happy wife conundrum. Talking about it in my head that if I did a little chatting then I can have new fantasies in my head when I was having sex with my BF. So it all originally started when I got a new phone and Samsung had their KNOX software and you could literally create a 2nd life on your phone separate from your day to day one. So it was great I started off on Tumblr until they fucked up and went to Twitter, then moving on to posting pics of myself with no detail that could be linked back to me that it was me posting. So I started going to the public toilet on my lunch break sitting in the cubicle and watching porn online and stroking eventually leading me to blowing my load. This went on for months and whilst at the time it was enough “fuel for the fire” it ended up not being enough to stop me from taking it to the next step. It started off when I heard that Craig’s list had shutdown and the replacement Locanto was starting up and it just triggered a thought of reading the horny adds from men wanting sex. So my porn viewing session on my lunch break was taken up from reading ad after ad and comment after comment reading to blowing my load. This was great and before I knew it I had replied to a ad that was posted. Living near ….(close to my work J) Horny Bi Guy, chubby tradie. Sweaty needing a blowjob, just Let me fuck your mouth blow and go. Repeat if I deem you good enough. Before I knew it I was messaging him, basically saying; ‘Partnered cheating pig, love sweaty men haven’t sucked anyone else other than my BF for years, love cum and happy for repeats’. Then telling him when I was free and where I worked near giving options for meeting up including the centre toilets meant for staff only. By this stage I had reached end of my lunch break and not even enough time to rub one out. So I buckled up and left and went back to work. Finished my work day and then went home and acted like the perfect BF, putting on dinner, doing load of washing cleaning kitchen up and then fed my BF poppers until he was hard and rode his cock bareback as I imagined sucking off a random chubby tradie and his sweaty cock. Happy night. I happened to get to work a little earlier than usual so sitting in the coffee room I pulled my phone out and logged onto KNOX and noticed I had an email from him. “Meet me today faggot, haven’t showered in a few days and needing my sweaty cock sucked. Not interested in your life couldn’t give a fuck, I just need my cock sucked. What time is your lunch. Let me know and be there today.. I only give one shot so if you fuck it up ill block you” I was stunned, I couldn’t believe it…. I knew it had been a while but I wasn’t expecting a meet so soon. I’m used to be fucked around and pick and choose a date. Here I was first time in a long time, (if ever the first time) I had been presented with an ultimatum of meet up or fuck off. Before I knew it I was on autopilot and my cock did the walking so to speak. ‘Lunch is at 12pm, ill leave the main door unlocked it’s the bathroom at back, lock door behind you as its suppose to be a key needed for entry. Ill be in last cubicle ready.’ Shot the message and then it was time for work. I tell you what those 3 hours and 55 mins seemed like 20 hours. It went so slow and only aggravated by annoying customers with questions and needs that really did not interest me at all that day. I think I performed the worse I ever had in any job I’ve held on that day… My mind was focused on one thing and that was cock. 11.55 am finally came by and I started my prep to close my register off for lunch break, looking at the array of guys walking in through the front door wondering who my tradie was. Closing out I ran off to the toilet block, unlocking the door my hand shaking, sweating slightly my stomach in turns and butterfly’s doing flips, quickly checking it was empty I left the door slightly ajar and took my place in the last stall. 11.59 ticked over to 12 and all I could hear was the blood pumping in my neck and everything was a blur. Hearing the groan of the main door open and the unmistakable sounds of the door locking as the foot steps crossed the tiled floor walking up to the stall as I lean forward and unlock waiting. Seeing a set of fingers grasp the top of the door as it swings open slowly. His chubby view comes into frame as I move back and allow him in as he locks the door behind him as he gets straight to unzipping and pulls his half hard uncut cock out. He leans back and puts his arm outstretched as he grabs the top of the door frame to the stall and nods at his cock. I get down and go to touch his cock as he grunts “don’t waste time faggot just get it in your mouth and blow me, I gotta meet my gf for a movie in 10 mins” I don’t say anything I just lean forward and take his cock in my mouth, he must be naturally smooth there isn’t a stray hair anywhere I can see other than his hair on his head. Closing my lips around his cock I taste his pissy cock and smell his sweaty scent as I start bobbing up and down taking care as I lube his cock up first, I hadn’t played with an uncut cock in nearly 7 yrs by this stage so I was very out of practise. Sliding my tongue under his hood I taste his cheesy cock as he grunts softly as I swirl my tongue around his growing mushroom head his foreskin slowly retracting as I suck harder, feeling his skin slide back behind his head, I feel his hand on the back of head as he thrusts forward with his hips and pushes his hand down as I gag and let him fuck my throat, feeling his cock hit the back of my throat and go down slightly. He was only about 6 inches but he was thick and his head was like a mushroom. Sweat beading off my forehead slobbering over his cock swelling spit and precum as he fucked my mouth harder. I was both excited and scared trying to suck him off harder so he would blow, trying not to make noise, praying I get of this and yet wanting to be more depraved. My mind was in overdrive. I kept sucking hoping I was doing at least a half decent job. Considering the only cock I’ve sucked in last 8 years was my Bf’s and he never blew from just me giving him head it took him ages and I don’t know if he really ever blew that lot… anyway getting side tracked. Bringing myself back to the now I closed my lips tighter and sucked harder but made a steady up and down bobbing working with his hand on the back of my head. I could feel his cock throb, his breaths short and raspy as I could hear him moaning softly “suck it, fucking suck my greasy cock faggot”. His hands gripping my hair almost painful as he pulls me down hard and lodges his cock down my throat and holds me down as I gag. Feeling his mushroom head throb as I suddenly feel the load blowing down my throat, not tasting but looking up at his scrunched up face breathing hard as he unloads in my gullet. Running out of oxygen I didn’t know what to do so I stayed in that position, my ears drumming not hearing any other sound than my pulse as I choke on his cock. Finally releasing me I pull off his cock not a drop of cum left for me to taste to see how a strangers load tasted like. Nodding for me to move he leans forward pushing past me as he starts to piss in the bowl, mesmerised by him pissing it bought back so many nasty things I wanted to do but I quickly remembered that I had to be back at work soon. So I behaved, and waited for him to finish. He said nothing as he wriggled the last drops of piss from his cock and zipped himself up. Wiping the sweat of his face with his hanky he gave it to me to clean up and said to keep it. He unlocked the door pushed past me and shut the door, I locked it behind him and sat back on the toilet hearing him use the washer and drier then hearing him open the door and walk out. Looking at my watch it was 12.09, it was a glorious 7 min roughly I had him in my mouth for. His sweaty scent on my breath and my face as I went to pull my cock out and stroke but was interrupted when my phone alert went off with a msg from my BF saying he had gone past work and where was I. Annoyed and pissed off… kinda scared too thinking he had the audacity to start up shit when I was here at work but on my break…. Yes I had actually cheated on him but if it was any other of the many days he pulled this shit I was the one in the right….. Right??? Fuck fuck fuck. Messaging him back saying I had only just stepped out to go to toilet as its been a busy day but I have 50 mins free and asked if he wanted to meet at maccas for lunch, he said yes. Rushing out of the stall shoving some toilet paper down my pants and underwear to catch all my precum and hopefully mask the smell. Washing my face and running water on my hands through my hair I stopped up a mouthful of water and hoped it masked the smell until I got something to drink or eat. Rushing out to meet no words were exchanged during our mediocre lunch other than the usual dribble that he had done pretty much nothing for the day other than watch crime documentaries and fed the puppy. Annoyed I said I had to rush back to the final count for the day and went straight back to work. The afternoon was so slow and felt like it was another 10 hours until I finished. Finally knock off time. Waiting outside for my BF to pick me up I had a few mins to waste. So I switched to KNOX and checked my messages on Locanto. Sure enough there was an email from him waiting for my response. “Great blowjob, you know your way around a sweaty cock, happy you didn’t fuss over me needing a shower no need to shower for faggots like you hey? Is your lunch the same every day if so I want everyday this week. Can you host? Reply asap for this weeks arrangement” Smile spread across my face, instantly filled with pride that I had done a good job and he wanted a repeat. It’s strange getting compliments for just making a guy sexually happy. But I was ecstatic, elated over the moon. Replying right away with “Yes sir, loved sucking your cock and swallowing your load, I can do lunch everyday this week at same time will be same set up. I don’t get place to myself but BF is going away for a week next month”. Hitting reply as I sign out of KNOX and clear my phones history and pull my book out unable to focus on the words as I think about his scent and cock and his load he blew. My smile and mood quickly diminishing quickly as my BF pulls up. Getting in giving him a kiss as I hold his hand as my mind starts telling me the awful things I had done and what the fuck was I doing….. It’s normal isn’t I mean everyone seems to be cheating… So I’m not in the wrong am I???

Being young helps a lot but don't forget that most guys like to "save their load" and don't want to shoot too early, which explains the loitering. I used to go saunas a lot and I always made my hole available late at night or early morning to catch horny guys wanting to go home.

I fucked a guy there yesterday afternoon. Within half an hour or so of him starting, I was his 6th load. He was fucking fit too. Hooded, arse in the air, with a marker pen next to him so guys could add to the tally.

chi4loads - I sincerely appreciate the time and energy you dedicate to bringing us such delicious eroticism.

My cock was hard and it hurt in the chastity cage and my nips were getting bigger in the suction cups. Daddy came back to me and put a think leather strap around my neck. "This is your first collar. It's not a full one which would have a ring but you don't deserve that yet. I need to make sure you are worth of being my boy", he said "Yes Daddy", i quickly stated He then reattached the pump to my nipple cups and sucked on them more. It hurt but also felt soo good. "I see your clit is all hard. Good", he said He then pulled out these things which looked liked leather cuff with two fasteners. "Bend over", he commanded. He grabbed my balls and pulled them down. It hurt as he didnt do it very gently then put on as a strap. He slapped my ass when he was done. He threw my what looked like long socks and boots and told me to put them on. The socks where a little sheer but not as sheer as stockings. I put them on and pulled them up to the top of my calf just short of my knees. On the back in red was printed "Raw Pig" on one sock and "Whore" on the other leg. I then slipped into black leather boots. They were beautiful black leather dress boots. They had a square point at the bottom and went up to half way up my calf. They also had a 3 inch fat heel. When I stood up in them it pushed my ass out. "Good. You look like a good whore. Take a look at yourself", he said I walked to the full mirror in the bedroom. OMG i did look like a whore. I looked cheap and sexy and it got my even hornier. Daddy walked up behind me nuzzled my neck and pulled off the nipple cups. I gasped then he took my nipples in his fingers and gently manipulated them. I almost came they were so sensitive. "Ughhhhhhh Daddy", i moaned and leaned back into him feeling his hard cock at my ass. "Yeah you look so sexy Daddy needs to take you. I like how the boots show your tight ass", he said in my ear. He bent me over and pushed into me. I let out a scream as his girth is still hard to take. He worked his huge cock in me and when he was finally all the way in he started to ram me hard. I leaned on the mirror to balance myself. He pounded me hard and held my waist tight. I could hear the slapping of his balls on my ass and my balls slapping against his balls as they swayed up. It was incredibly pleasuring feeling my balls being stretched like this. My cock was rock hard and straining in my cage. He pounded me like this for 10 minutes straight. I thought he was in my stomach by now he was fucking me so hard. Then he picked me up and threw my at the bottom of the bed with my legs on his shoulders and rammed into me again. He was fucking me on a mission. "OHHHHH Daddy yes please fuck me, make me your please", i cried "You want Daddy's dick huh", he said "No Daddy....", i moaned "What?", he said and slowed down "No Daddy, i don't want it...i need it. I need your dick in me to feel complete. I need your seed. Please fuck me like your whore, please!", i begged and grabbed his hips to pull him back in me. With that he knew he owned me, my mind, body and soul and started to ram me with full force. I started to moan uncontrollably. After fucking me hard for another 5 minutes I felt him expand in me and shoot his load. That made me orgasm and cum. "Ahhhhhh", he moaned as my ass muscles gripped his huge cock. I felt my cum shoot but felt it go back in me. I orgasmed even stronger and squeezed his cock more with my pussy. He grinded in me for the next few minutes and then collapsed on me. I wrapped my boots around his waist and my arms around his neck. "Ohhh Daddy thank you for making me yours", i said crying a little "Why are you crying", he asked "Cause it feels so good to be with you and be your property. I want offer all of myself to you and give you my everything", i said "I know and you will. You will have more pleasure and some pain then you ever have experienced", he said I couldn't wait for what was next.

It sounds as if @Dcbbslut123 was upfront with his boyfriend about wanting to open the relationship, and that the boyfriend refused. If the boyfriend isn't having sex with him, and isn't allowing him to have sex with others, then @Dcbbslut123's hands are tied. (And there's also zero health risk to the boyfriend.) Let's not treat the boyfriend as a hapless victim. If he is happy with the relationship as it is, he'll stay, and if not, he'll leave. It is apparent to anyone who refuses an open relationship and withholds sex (if that's what happening) that the other person is meeting their sexual needs elsewhere. Those needs — expressed at the time an open relationship was requested — don't go away. None of this is meant to question or diminish yours or anyone else's personal experiences and feelings about having been cheated on. It's meant to assign equal weight to the perspective of the partner whose sexual needs weren't being met, and who dutifully sought a solution by asking for an open relationship.

By contrast, this is what you enjoy when face is unblurred and full range of expression is on display: [think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_jSDk15tvp2QP (Thanks to @DenverBtmDude for bringing this to our attention.)

As promised, I wanted to send out a new update before I leave for a trip. This is the first time Paul and Blake play with another person and I think they are on their way to discovering a lot more about each other. Still early days, and any comments or suggestions are welcome! I will try to have another chapter at the end of next week, but until then, enjoy! Chapter Three: A Third I woke up feeling sick as ever, but immediately noticed the smells of cinnamon and vanilla. Blake was gone from the bed, but he had tucked me against a body pillow to cocoon me in comfort. My brain allowed me to doze on and off for awhile until I felt a corner of the bed sag and I opened my eyes. A plate of homemade cinnamon rolls and a glass of water in his hands, Blake asked me to sit up before he started feeding me small bites of food and made me drink water. “I know you feel like hell, but you’re as gorgeous as ever, do you know that?” I couldn’t help myself, and I began to purr. “You’re just the most amazing person, Blake. How did you ever find me of all people attractive?” Blake looked at me for a few moments before replying, “Well, the moment I first saw you moving your things into that dorm, I knew you were special. It was only later when I read an article on the university webpage that I really knew how amazing you were.” I blushed hearing him compliment me. “They liked to use my story to try to recruit more musicians, but I’m really not special.” “How can you say that? You’re like a nationally-awarded organist!” The way Blake looked at me made me think about how I looked at him. A mixture of adoration, lust, caring, and disbelief that he can be mine. Groaning, I said, “It doesn’t really matter. I know things about one part of life. I have no experience in much of anything else. Well, almost no experience.” Dammit, I must be flushed some crazy shade of red from all the blushing I am doing. Why is sex so hard to talk about? Blake picked up on my discomfort and gave a rueful smile. “I thought you knew more about it. . . I wouldn’t have come onto you so strong and been so forceful if I would have known.” “It isn’t a problem. You just helped me discover a new part of myself.” I smiled to reassure him. “I need to email my teachers and tell them that I am too sick to go to class.” “Don’t worry about it. I already sent an email to all your teachers saying that you were sick and I was going to take care of you for the next few days.” This man really is a keeper, I thought. “I found your class schedule in your music bag,” he added. “Now, finish this food and we can talk.” I finished eating the most delicious breakfast I could remember and Blake took the plate back to the kitchen. A minute later he reappeared with another glass of water and got back into bed. He held me and started talking. “You know a little bit about how I became poz. It really isn’t a special story. I was horny, I wanted a release, and I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into. I converted and that was that. There was no stopping the virus and somehow that turned me on. I became obsessed with saving myself for the perfect guy who would be my partner in every sense of the word. I wanted to be a part of them forever. I knew that I had some time before I needed to go on medication to control the infection, but I wanted to stay fit anyway. I threw myself into my sports career and school, and I don’t regret it for a bit. I see a doctor every few months and keep track of my health. He thinks I can stay off meds for a few years yet without much risk to my own health, but I want to have him check you out when you’re feeling better.” I nodded against the pillow. “I know I need to get tested eventually, but I want to know more about this first. I can feel my body changing even now.” Blake pulled me tighter, “yeah, I got to know my own body so much more in the year since. I’ve been spending money on my playroom and waiting until I had the chance to meet someone special to use it. I’m so happy it is you.” I began to drift off to sleep, comforted by the man now holding me close. Blake nibbled on my ear and I could feel his engorged cock rubbing against my ass. With a gentle adjustment, I gave him my ass again. This time wasn’t frantic but the passion was just as deep. We made love in the bed for the first time, then fell asleep in each other’s arms. * * * * * I gradually began feeling better and by the beginning of the next week I was back in the classroom and the practice room. I had some serious catching up to do, and not a lot of time. I managed to scrape through my finals and pass a jury for organ. My second to last day at school I got a call from Blake. “Hey, it has been a long time since we saw each other? How about a little celebration after you finish your last final tomorrow?” Of course I couldn’t say no to that. “Sounds like a plan! Where do you want to meet?” “Come back to my place around 7:00. We can have dinner and I have an idea for a new activity.” I could hear the growling tone in his voice. “You won’t want to miss this.” “I’ll be there! But now I have to go. Chris wants help with his essay tonight and I promised I would try to help.” Blake chuckled down the phone, “you’re always so helpful. One of the hundreds of reasons I love you. Talk to you later!” The line disconnected and I breathed a sigh of contentment. Just one more day of work before I could drop my worries out the window and run into the arms of my boyfriend. I grabbed my computer and headed out the door and down the hall to Chris’s room. I could hear the sounds of classic rock through the door and knocked loudly. I heard Chris’s bedsprings creak as he moves to the door. When the door swings open, Chris is staring at me with his hair all crazy to one side. “Thank god you’re here.” He ushers me inside and closes the door. “I fell asleep and just couldn’t finish the essay.” I stared him down for a minute. “What a mess,” I thought. Sighing I said, “I can’t write the essay for you, but let me see what you’ve got.” Chris brought me his laptop and sat down on his bed. “I’ve got it mostly finished, but I just don’t know what else to write. I’m at the end of the line.” He really looked dejected, so I read through what he had written so far. Ten minutes later I grabbed his shoulder and shook him from his upright doze. “It isn’t too bad, you just have some simple editing work to do, then wrap it up. We can get through this in just a bit.” We dug in and about two hours later he had a really fine essay. “Thanks so much. I really appreciate it. I promise to make it up to you someday.” I laughed, “you don’t have to make anything up to me. Just finish the semester strong. You were my first friend here, and this is what friends do for each other.” I picked up my things and walked to the door. “Now get some sleep so you’re fresh for tomorrow.” I heard a faint “good night” get mumbled into a pillow as I let myself out. Time to grab some sleep before classes finished tomorrow and I could see Blake again. * * * * * After my exams the following day I went home to get ready. By now at least I had figured out the mechanics of a clean (and belatedly ‘safe’) sexual experience. I grabbed a quick shower and cleaned everything out. I figured that Blake must have had some kind of sex in mind and I wanted to be prepared. I put on some decent clothes and started walking over to his place. I rapped the door when I arrived and then Blake was there. I caught a quick glance of my gorgeous man in an apron before he pulled me into him. Hugging him tight I planted kisses on his neck and soaked in his aroma. Rich and musky. I could already feel myself getting hard. Blake broke the embrace and ferried me into the place. He had a few candles lit and gestured me to a seat in the small dining nook. “After the last time you ate here off a TV tray, I thought you deserved a real meal. He opened a bottle of Italian lemonade for me and went back to putting the finishing touches on our meal. We chatted idly about holiday plans and how our exams went as he plated some food. When he turned to present the dinner, I was stunned. It looked like the work of a chef! Beautiful chicken parmesan cutlets propped over a delicious-looking mound of risotto. There was a side salad and he leaned over and said, “there’s a special dessert later.” We ate and toasted each other with our lemonades for the better part of an hour. After we finished, he carefully cleared away the plates and brought me to my feet. “Are you ready?” I nodded silently, then I noticed Blake checking his watch. A minute later there was a knock on the door. “Chris, how nice of you to drop in!” Blake shouted at the door. “It is open.” I stared at Blake. What was going on? Chris bounded into the room full of frat boy energy. “Hiya Paul. I bet you didn’t expect to see me here, did you?” “I can’t say that I did, no.” I replied. I searched Blake’s eyes but they gave nothing away. “We just finished dinner here, Chris, but I think we’re ready to get started if you are.” “No problem,” Chris replied. He turned to the hallway leading to the bedroom and playroom. “What are we waiting for?” Blake gave my hand a little squeeze, “you’ll have fun with this. I promised dessert, after all.” Winking, he let go of my hand and led the way down the hall to the playroom. Entering the playroom was just as disorienting as last time. The heavy smell of leather and rubber hung in the air and the toys, straps, masks, and suits all surrounded the big sling in the center of the room. I was horny before, but the sight of all this forbidden gear turned me on even more. Chris gave out a little gasp. “I had no idea you had all of this! You must get tail every day of the week!” Blake looked at me and replied, “hardly, I only have one person that I really want to fuck.” Chris turned and faced us, “of course, I knew you two were made for each other. But why all the stuff?” “Well,” Blake started, seeming a bit sheepish, “I wanted to be prepared in case my partner was kinky or had any fantasies.” His gaze turned toward me. “I hope you aren’t offended.” I smiled back at him, “of course I am not offended! That is so hot that you were thinking of every eventuality.” I leaned up and kissed him deeply. “You know how to get me horny for sure, but why is Chris here?” Blake gestured to Chris, “you’d better explain it.” Chris started, “I always wondered what being with a guy felt like, and I’m going to move into the frat house next year. I heard that they get up to some shenanigans and take care of each other, if you know what I mean, and I wanted to know what that was like before I started fooling around and don’t want to embarrass myself in front of any of them. I asked Blake a few weeks ago if he would show me the ropes, but he said he wouldn’t fuck me. Just that he was saving that for someone else, but he thought you might be willing to have a go at me if you wanted to.” I was stunned, horrified, turned on, and confused. “Why me?” “Like Blake here, I wanted it to be someone who I cared about and wouldn’t judge me. Besides, you’re sexy as fuck and so tempting all the time. . .” Chris trailed off. I looked at Blake and he smiled back. “Paul, this is your chance to really breed someone. I think you should.” I leaned over to whisper in Blake’s ear, “does he know that I am poz?” “I haven’t told him, but you know him. I don’t think it would make him much difference.” “But I would feel awful if I gave him my illness.” Blake was quiet for a moment, “look, it isn’t like he is stupid. He could ask to play safe, he could be on prep, he could just not care. Whatever the case, I think he is aware of what is possible.” I grudgingly admitted that my boyfriend had a point. I turned toward Chris and with as much courage as I could muster I demanded, “get in the sling.” Chris clambered out of his clothes and got into the sling. Blake and I circled around him and strapped his arms and legs in so he couldn’t move. “You know that to do this you need to relax. And in order to be relaxed, you need to surrender yourself to us.” I was talking with a silky tone, trying to put him at ease and keep him excited. “After this experience you’ll be a changed man. You can’t say that you’ve never felt another man inside of you. Is that what you want?” Chris was getting really hot and bothered and moaned out, “just do what you want to me.” Clearly this boy didn’t know what I was capable of. I knelt down and took a look at his hard cock. It was about average in length with a long, droopy foreskin covering the head, even as he was hard. A nondescript bush surrounded his manhood, but the shaft and balls were completely smooth. His balls rode up as I fondled his shaft. This was too easy. I rolled his foreskin down to release the shiny head of his cock, already glistening with precut. Taking him into my mouth I could taste the sweet-and-salty essence of the pre, along with the musty, sweaty taste that must always stay around with a foreskin like his. I pressed his cock further back into my mouth and felt as much as heard him pant. “You’re a fucking genius with your mouth, Paul.” I slid his cock all the way out of my mouth, sucking on his head so there was a little ‘pop’ when I released him. “Thanks, but you haven’t seen anything yet.” I started giving his balls a tongue bath and played around inside his foreskin with my finger. I let my tongue lick down his taint before tasting his ass for the first time. It was as I expected from a frat-type boy. A bit ripe with sweat, but not unclean. The saltiness of his sweat was matched with the sweetness of his musk. I began to tongue his hole and the moans increased in pitch and frequency. “What are you doing to me?” I grinned into his cheeks as I pulled my finger from his foreskin, “just having a taste of what is to come. Blake promised me dessert. . .” I dove back in. Blake’s hands found my collar and began unbuttoning my shirt. I got to work with my pants and was soon naked, probing Chris’s hole with my tongue. He must have really been wanting this for awhile, because he was starting to open up. I stood and slipped a finger into Chris as I leaned in to lick his chest. “I can’t kiss you because I’m attached to Blake, but I am going to fuck you. Is that what you want?” Chris only nodded and groaned. I was excited! My fist topping experience! I used a second finger to open the hole for a moment or two and Blake came up from behind and started lubing my cock. “Hold back in him for a bit. Make sure he feels you,” Blake warned. I nodded in understanding and withdrew my fingers. My now slick cock began to do circles around his hole as I warmed him up for penetration. Nothing like a little teasing to get him excited for what was coming next! I felt Blake start to lick my hole behind me. . . Ah! That was his game! Well, I don’t mind! I let the tip of my dick hover right at the entrance to Chris’s chute. Waves of warmth emanated from him as I gave the warning, “last chance to back out.” “Breed me,” was all the answer I needed. I pushed into his warm hole and slowly sunk inch by inch into the waiting boy. Nothing prepared me for how amazing the feeling of a tight hole would be on my cock. At the same moment, I felt pressure on my own hole as Blake quickly sank his dick into me. He had me impaled completely and was pulsing his dick against my prostate as I continued to work toward hilting myself into Chris. When I finally bottomed out (with much wincing from Chris) Blake was almost out of my ass. I began to pull out of Chris and fuck myself back onto Blake. I slowly picked up steam bucking forwards into Chris and backwards onto Blake. Fucking and being fucked in one cyclical motion. This was easily the most pleasure I had ever experienced. I rode Blake’s dick with every ounce of passion I had, and plowed myself forward into Chris feeling like a god. Chris was moaning in pleasure as I began to pummel his prostate with precision. The speed of my thrusts growing faster and faster and cycling deep enough to tease his second hole. Blake started to pant behind me and grabbed my hips for extra leverage. We fucked like rabbits for what seemed like hours before I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m gonna cum,” I screamed to the boys and fell forward with all my body weight to stick Chris as deeply as I could before I started to spurt. I felt the resistance of his second hole for a split second before Blake added a deep slam of my hole and our combined weight forced my dick through Chris’s second hole. I could feel Blake pumping me full of his toxic seed again and knew that I was seeding Chris, too. We stayed mounded together, sweat dripping from our bodies and mixing into each other. Chris hadn’t cum, but he seemed perfectly content. “Is this everything you wanted it to be,” I asked. “More than you could ever know,” was Chris’s reply. I turned to Blake and kissed him deeply. After about half an hour I felt myself slip from Chris’s hole and we unhooked the restraints. Chris grabbed his things quietly and waddled out the door. Blake scooped me up in his arms and nibbled on my neck. “I hope that wasn’t too shocking for you.” “Too shocking, no, but I will be interested to know how Chris is feeling in a few weeks. I am a bit worried that he’ll be pissed at me if he turns out poz.” “I know some of the guys in the frat,” Blake replied, “they won’t judge, and there are a few people that I met at my poz support meetings that he can talk to if he gets worried.” I snuggled my head up to Blake’s chiseled pecs. “All I know is that every time I have sex with you I feel a deeper connection. Even with another person, I still feel connected most to you.” Blake kissed my forehead and dropped me into the shower. “Well, we shouldn’t waste another opportunity. . .” So he fucked me silly in the shower, using his previous load as lube. I don’t know how I had managed to live without this boy for so long, but I am glad that I don’t need to know what that will be like for a long time.

About two hours ago I took an early train from work. I like to sit up cause it’s more isolated and don’t have to worry about people trying to steel my shit if I fall asleep. But on the first floor came in a sexy younger looking thug type you know slim muscular looking. Gray shirt on jacket unzipped sagging pants blue boxerbriefs and a nice bulge. He pulled out his phone and opened up his Instagram and started scrolling. I was able to see his screen from where I sat and I noticed there was lots of half naked guys on his feed lots of thirst traps and all. So I opened up my airdrop to see if his was on and there were a few but one definitely stood out so I dropped him my contact card he looked around but didn’t look up. So he texted me “who dis” i told him to come up so we can chat he turned looked at me and then grabbed his jacket and came up. Asked me what I wanted and I told him I saw him liking those pics and thirst traps. So he asked me if I was being a thirsty hoe or something. Asked him where he getting off and he told me the same place I was. Told him he can come over to my car and find out if he interested. So we got to my car moved the seats up I pulled out his dick and started to suck him. He told me to get it nice and wet so he can fuck my slutty ass up. After throating his dick for some time he got between my legs and folded me up. I felt his dick push up inside me and we both let out an out moan. He started pounding me deep and hard right of the bat no easing in. I was moaning and pushing my hands agains his abs while he was holding my legs up and slamming his dick balls deep and raw in me. I felt that dick rearranging my guts. He grabbed me by the throat and told me to beg for his cum. I moaned out how bad I want his seed inside me. He slammed his dick inside me and began to shoot multiple times. He thrusted in me a few more times after cumming in me and then pulled out. We got dressed right before the next train arrived and there were people in the parking lot. I dropped him off at his friends crib and I went home with his load in my guts.

Raymond was lost in the pleasure he was both providing Nelson while he serviced him and in the pleasure he was receiving by having some sort of primal need unlocked deep within. The drugs in his system awoke something he could feel burning intensely. He wasn’t quite sure what it was, but the urge to have his barely-used hole satisfied overtook him. Raymond spread his knees to widen his position, rocked forward, placed his left hand on Nelson’s muscled chest and began to move his mouth and throat over this man’s cock. Nelson felt the eagerness and excitement radiating off his conquest below. “Fuck yeah,” he barely whispered. Raymond was a man on a mission now. His throat began to accommodate the massive rod impaling his mouth and throat. Deeper and deeper, Nelson’s cock filled Raymond’s throat, the thickness not only stretching him from the inside out but stretching his lung capacity. Finally, Raymond came up for air and immediately began to spit and slobber all over Nelson’s shaft. Without missing a beat, Raymond was back do, inhaling Nelson’s cock, inch by inch. “Look at me, boy.” Raymond, once again, met his eyes. He was finding that the more he was commanded to meet his gaze, the more he wanted to give in and be whatever Nelson commanded. Raymond had spent so much of his life being alone, that he never experienced this type of desire before. Sexual situations, prior to today, were mechanical. They were relatively quick and served only the purpose of satisfying his sexual needs. But today, now, was different. Instead of meeting another person to satisfy his own needs, Raymond was being forced to willingly satisfy the needs of someone who knew exactly what he wanted. “Take your right hand and start fingering your hole. Slowly. One finger to start,” he then grabbed Raymond’s left had that had been kneading and caressing his meaty chest and began sucking on two of his fingers. The sensation of his fingers in this man’s mouth threw Raymond into action. He spread his knees, lifted his mouth off Nelson’s ever-rigid cock long enough to moisten his pointer finger, reached back and began to insert his digit into his surprisingly warm and inviting hole. Nelson began moving his tongue between Raymond’s fingers in his mouth, wrapping it around each digit then down between the space that separated each. Raymond realized that this was exactly what he needed. Without being told he brought his eyes up to meet Nelson’s and began to work his own finger deep into his hole. His hole quickly accommodated the finger and he began working in tandem with mouth and throat. Each thrust of his finger in tight cunt caused him to try and get Nelson’s dick deep down his throat. Nelson was transfixed by the sheen of sweat covering Raymond’s body. Each piston-like movement of Raymond’s body caused his back and arm muscles to flex and strain. Nelson moved his hands to Raymond’s head and shoulders: One hand gently coaxing Raymond’s head down further on his increasingly stiffening cock and the other rubbing and grabbing at Raymond’s arm and shoulder muscles. Raymond was lost in the ecstasy. Feeling Nelson move his hands over his body made him realized that this is what it meant to be desired and to be controlled. Despite his willingness to be in this position, Raymond understood that the choices had been made for him and he found that the his wanting to be desired was tied directly his to listen and follow. A flash of understanding shot through Raymond’s mind and he decided to take a risk. Finger still eagerly invading his own hole, he lifted his mouth of Nelson’s dick. “Thank you,” he panted as he looked approvingly into Nelson’s eyes. Nelson knew exactly what Raymond wanted to hear in response but was deliberate in his response. Raymond watched as Nelson removed his fingers from his mouth and instead of saying, “Your welcome,” Nelson forcefully spit, hitting Raymond in both eyes, part of the forehead and nose. Raymond flinched. “Two fingers now, and keep this dick in your fucking mouth, slut,” and Nelson threw Raymond’s hand, which he previously held in his own as he slurped on the boys fingers, down to the side, as if put off by it. Knowing he had to make up for his actions, Raymond greedily slurped back down on the meat before him while working another finger into his waiting hole. Nelson smirked to himself and finished off the contents of the pipe while Raymond abused himself, pistoning in and out with both his holes. After two large hits off the glass pipe, Nelson decided it was time to really get the boy’s engine revving. He grabbed handful of Raymond’s hair and slowly began to pull. Raymond tried to move his head back down to fill his mouth with more cock but was met with resistance as Nelson kept steadily pulling up. Raymond followed the lead of the man controlling him and finally the thick meat popped out of his mouth and Raymond gasped as Nelson yanked his head back roughly. Now that his cock was free, he began to mildly rough-up the boy. Head yanked back by the hair, Raymond dared not fight as Nelson began lightly slapping his face, left, then right, left, then right. Getting harder slightly, Raymond began to wince. “Keeping finger fucking your hole, faggot,” he added, punctuated with more spit to the face. Raymond began the vigorous motion of fingering his hole while he felt his face ache. Despite the slaps being much more mild than the ones he received earlier in the day, the repetition was increasing his sensitivity. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Each slap caused Raymond to dig his fingers deeper into his hole which was now practically begging to be stretched. Nelson relished this part. He was no stranger to breaking boys, but always seeing them take his slaps was what flipped his switch. He knew enough to never truly hurt them, but enough moderate pain established him as the man in charge, the gatekeeper of sexual depravity that could only come with administering such things. It took every ounce of determination to no longer flinch or blink with each slap. Raymond remained locked on Nelson as he took the slaps and his own fingers. This was not lost on Nelson. Nelson reared his hand back as far as it would go and Raymond, despite his efforts, closed his eyes and braced for impact. But he was surprised as felt Nelson’s hand gently cup his chin. His eyes open to see Nelson coming in for a kiss. Nelson began to explore Raymond’s mouth as Raymond began to force his two fingers deeper into this hole that was now aching for more. This kiss was brief, but passionate. Nelson pulled off and brought Raymond further in order to look down on his muscled back. Nelson placed Raymond’s head to the left of his still jock-strap-covered-hip, causing his fingers to dislodge. Raymond let out a whimper, but soon felt Nelson’s large hands rub up and down the sweat covered back of Raymond. “Fucking muscled-up stud,” he said more to himself than to Raymond. Nelson’s meaty palms reached their destination and he gave two heavy slaps to each, smooth mound of Raymond’s ass. Raymond flinched but soon began to spread his knees further apart as Nelson began to palm and massage each lobe. “Fuck yeah, bitch. Spread those legs,” and he began to slowly insert his right pointer finger into Raymond’s hole. Nelson’s fingers were bigger than his own and he gasped in pleasure as he felt the finger invade is quivering cunt. Raymond’s back arched and Nelson admired the muscles working overtime to accommodate the feelings he was experiencing. One finger turned into two and Raymond began to moan like the faggot he knew he was meant to be. He wrapped his arms, as best as he could in that position, around Nelson’s waist and began to lick and slurp and any and all flesh available to him. Nelson smiled as he felt the boy give in. He began to thrust his fingers in harder, spreading them, circling the boy’s hole before diving back in while his other hand gave two quick slaps to the boy’s left ass cheek. Nelson abruptly removed his fingers and roughly untangled the boy from his body and pushed him to the side. Raymond was confused. In an instant he went from feeling the most sexual pleasure he had ever felt to feeling sad that he somehow disappointed the man he was gladly ready to service. Raymond watched Nelson get up from the couch and removed his black jockstrap. He once again marveled at the god before him wearing only a black baseball cap, which was now turned backward. He too was sweaty and his monster of a cock pointed straight out and looked hard enough to swing off of. “What the fuck are you waiting for. Chest on the couch, slut,”

Part 39 - New Year Celebrations Start Max stood at the window looking out over the snow covered grounds, he was definitely going to miss this. Even though their trip was only a few days his time in the palace had so far been eye opening and pretty amazing. Alden had gone on his date with Lady Trasilion's daughter and she had been invited to the palace for new year, so far things were looking good on that front. Alden had change such a lot in the few days since and couldn't stop talking about her to Max, he took Max out several times to go horse riding and grilling him on everything he knew about Stephanie. Alex attended to some work with Artem and could see his workload was beginning to stretch him beyond his capability and needed help. In the distance Alex could see the two figures on horseback against the white of the snowy landscape, it was the best present Alex could ask for seeing his brother and Max getting along so well, in fact they were spending a lot of time together. Max had also spent a few private moments with the queen after their trip to see the dress where she ran over some tips of what to do if news gets out whilst in London and they are flooded with press. As a backup plan they had the had rooms at the embassy if needed. Alex walked in to the lounge "Ready Max?" he asked, "We need to leave" he said walking over to him. "Ready!" Max replied smiling at him and they walked towards the double doors opening one side. Tom bowed "Your royal highness, sir. I have come to walk you down" he said smiling. "Nice to see you Tom" Max replied patting his shoulder making him giggle. "Have some respect for the livery" Tom remarked as Liam appeared. Alex chuckled "Definitely more sexy dressed like that" he said quietly in Max's ear. Tom smirked then turned his head "You had your chance. Too late now!" he replied. "We are going to have our hands full with you two" Liam said as Franco now arrived joining them. They walked along the west wing and met with Nick at the staircase then down and through to the public areas and the front doors where the royal car was parked waiting for them. During the drive to the airport Max opened his new blue diplomatic passport that had arrived the day before and took a slow look through it until the car turned off the main airport approach road and round to a smaller building where two staff were standing waiting for the royal car to arrive. The weirdest part was Max didn't have to carry anything as it was all done for them and they were taken straight through the security check and in to small intimate lounge. After only a short while the royal car appeared at the lounge doors after having been security checked and cleared to drive on the airport aprons, the chauffeur handing over to an airport official as the driving laws on the airfield were different. The car slowly meandered around the two terminals under the air bridges to a dreamliner plane that had an air bridge at the centre door and steps at the front door. Nick explained that when royalty travelled on the airline they always put on a bigger plane with a first class section for the royal family. Two cabin crew walked down the steps and stood at the bottom as the royal car approached, their luggage taken out of the boot and loaded in the hold, Nick went ahead on board to do the security check. The cabin crew curtsied 'Good morning your royal highness, sir. Welcome on board' they both said. Alex went first and Max noticed above the cock pit the red flag with the gold royal insignia was now flying indicating royalty on board. Alex and Max took the front row centre seats, Franco took the window seat to the left of them whilst Nick and Liam took the row behind to prevent anyone coming up in to the cabin. Max had only literally got his seat belt fastened before the plane door was closed and they pushed back from the stand with the engines starting up, within minutes they were airborne heading towards London and his family home. Even travelling with royalty was so different than normal business class that he flew. It seemed to go so quickly and the plane was already crossing the east of London and settling on the flight path in to Heathrow. The one thing Max did know from a fly on the wall documentary about the airport was the two resident photographers who were ready to capture the rich and famous arriving or departing. The plane touched down and slowed then turned on to the taxiway where it paused briefly so that flag could be raised again before proceeding to the assigned gate at terminal 2. The front door was opened and the steps in place, this time Liam went ahead walking down to the waiting embassy car flying the royal flags on the front wings. He stood by the passenger door and nodded to Nick, Alex came through followed closely by Max and sure enough in the window of the terminal building he could see the two photographers, fortunately their view was being blocked with the airbridge and could only get pictures of Alex at the top of the stairs, Max lowered his head so they couldn't get a full facial picture of him as they frantically clicked away. Safely out of view a wave of nausea over took him and he hoped he would at least remain incognito for now. Max stopped at the bottom of the stairs to take a deep breath and decided to wave acknowledging the pilots, the royal flag was being taken inside now they had stepped off the plane and Max raised his hand and the pilots acknowledged him in return. "Max!" Liam called for him to get in the car, "Stop trying to charm the pilots!" he chuckled. Max smirked at him "Nothing wrong with being polite" he said sticking his nose in the air at Liam. Liam smiled slightly bowing his head "You will pay for that later!" he remarked. Max looked him in the eye "You keep promising that" he said, "You never follow up though!". Max laughed and took his seat then Liam climbed in pushing Max over to make room and causing them all to laugh as they set off to the VIP terminal at the far end of the airport, cleared quickly and on their way to the embassy for a brief meeting with the ambassador and a change of car to a normal one before heading to Max's home off Sloane Square. The ambassador welcomed Alex with formal protocol and nodded his head to Max recognising his new status. The protection officers went through a briefing with the embassy security discussing at length the protection of the prince and Max. As they left the ambassador said he was looking forward to them and Max's family attending the new year celebration at the embassy. The cars swapped they now travelled in a black SUV driven by Liam and followed by another car with embassy security in until they reached Fitzroy Road and pulled up outside Max's family home. Nick got out and studied the building that looked pretty secure being flanked either side by other houses. Max got out of the car and walked up the four steps to the front door and opened it calling out for his parents. They came rushing through the hallway both hugging Max "Are you alright?" his mother asked. "Yes, I am fine Max replied trying to get out of their clutches for a minute. "So who are all friends we are entertaining?" his father asked in anticipation. "Mum, Dad this is my boyfriend Prince Alexander" Max said and even to him it sounded weird. Max slapped his forehead "Sorry, you address him as Royal Highness and bow or curtsey" he added. Lawrence couldn't keep the smile off his face "Your Royal Highness" he said bowing. Stephanie chuckled at the reality of it all "Your Royal Highness" she said bobbing. Alex smiled "Need to work on your curtsey" he said then burst out laughing, "Pleased to meet you both". He shook hands with them both "And please whilst I am in your home call me Alex" he said. Franco and Liam walked up the steps with the luggage "Come in guys" Max said, "Where is Sam?" he asked. Stephanie rolled her eyes "Where isn't he! Bloody teenager!" she said, "I am sorry about my language". Max nodded "My terrible brother Sam, or Samuel when he gets told off" he replied laughing. "Teenage brat that is who he is" Stephanie said to Alex, "Not like Max here" she said fondly. Lawrence coughed in to his hand "Max was just as bad, you have forgotten" he said chuckling. Alex grinned at Max "Well Lawrence you are going to have to tell me about Max as a teenager" he said. "No Way!" Max replied, "Sorry this is Liam, Prince Alexander's protection officer" he advised introducing him. "This is Nick he is Crown Prince Alden's protection officer and helping out" Max said bringing him forward. "And this is Franco who is to be my protection officer" Max finished off the introductions. "Goodness" Stephanie remarked a little stunned, "Well come on through all of you". "Do you guys needs to look over the place and gardens or whatever it is you do?" Lawrence asked. Nick chuckled "Our embassy security had a look around the area a couple of days ago" he informed Lawrence. "Does my son really need a protection officer?" Lawrence asked glancing at Nick. "Yes, he will be living with the prince and close to the royal family" Nick replied. Lawrence nodded and Nick smiled "It is protocol. That is a word you will hear a lot of" he added. Stephanie made them all coffee whilst Max and his father took them up stairs to their bedrooms on the second floor of three storey house. Max and Alex taking his bedroom at the back and next door to them was Liam and Franco whilst Nick had the bedroom along the hallway next to Sam's. The afternoon was spent relaxing in the lounge overlooking the garden with Max's parents took time getting to know Alex and the three protection officers. They were both quietly amazed at how very down to earth Alex was despite his royal status and understood after a few hours why their son had fallen in love with him. Stephanie admitted to them all that she was beyond excited about the new year party at the embassy tomorrow, even though they had to upset other family members by dropping out the usual new year party held in Essex at her sisters house. Lawrence on the other hand was just glad they didn't have to go to Essex again. The protection officers suddenly sat up hearing the front door open and close with a bang. "What's for tea!" came a loud booming voice from the hallway and a sound of trainers being kicked off. "Sam" Lawrence inform them and stood up going to the door, "Your brother is home" he said to Sam. "So what!" Sam replied texting his mate, "What?" he asked looking up at his father. "For once just be sociable and come and say hello to his boyfriend" Lawrence pleaded with him. "You are kidding?" Sam suddenly said, "Maxine has got a boyfriend? Did he hook up with Geraldine?". Max heard Sam and shook his head "Sorry about him" he said partly grinning. It was Nick who picked up on it first "That is okay Maxine!" he said giggling. Alex tried to keep a straight face "Who is Geraldine?" he asked after he stopped sniggering. "Sam refers to Max's friend Gareth and Geraldine, heavens know why!" Stephanie replied. Everyone sat there trying to hold their laughter in staring at Max "Fuck off the lot of you!" he said laughing. Sam walked in to the lounge then stopped unsure at what was going on. The seventeen year old had a striking resemblance to Max, the same light brown hair and blue eyes and standing an inch shorter than his brother. His build was more slight than Max being a gaming console generation and he hated any form of physical activity. The difference was more in his hair, it was unruly and shoulder length unlike Max's that was cut short and neat. Sam looked quickly at the guy sat next to his brother wondering where Gareth was, his eyes then drawn to the three men sat on the sofa in black suits and ties that made him laugh. "What's happening you filming a Men in Black movie?" Sam asked going into uncontrollable laughter. "Samuel!" his mother spoke in an annoyed tone, "Show some manners, we have guests". "Don't call me Samuel!" Sam replied looking annoyingly back at his mother, "Is this him?" he asked. Max stood "Sam. I want you meet my boyfriend" he said as Alex stood, "Prince Alexander of Monrovia". Sam laughed until he saw the look on his mothers face "You address him as royal highness and bow" she said. Sam looked at her again then at Max "Err... You are not joking then?" he asked. Max shook his head "No Sam, this is His Royal Highness Prince Alexander" he repeated. "Are you telling me that you are banging a prince?" Sam asked trying to put things together. "Samuel!" his mother exclaimed loudly telling him off again. Max nodded and Sam went bright red then bowed his head "Royal highness" he said. "It is a pleasure to meet you Sam" Alex said kindly as Sam stared at him. "You really are a prince then?" Sam asked again looking between Max and Alex who nodded. "Sorry we didn't tell you Sam but you have to keep this private" Max informed his brother. "What's with the three men in black then?" Sam now asked glancing over his shoulder. Max took Sam over to them who all stood "Liam, Nick and Franco are crown protection officers". It didn't matter how long they sat there talking away, Sam just couldn't get his head around what was going on and became fascinated by the three protection officers and their physiques. It was the one thing he liked about Gareth was his muscular build and constant micky taking and play wrestling. Sam was straight but he loved playing Gareth up and wrestling with him, harmless fun since they had known each other for as long as Max had known Gareth and they had their own unique friendship going on. He was very okay with his brother being gay and he loved him more than ever as Max like Gareth were unlike the screaming queens around west London that you would see, they were both men in appearance and mannerisms who liked other men. Screamers as they called them just got on their nerves no end, their stupid camp flamboyancy. Alex had excused himself and went up to fetch the envelopes for Max's parents and Gareth. They were hotly discussing new years eve as Sam was refusing to attend the party at the embassy and wanted to stay home on his gaming console. Nick was hoping to get out of the party and he offered to stay and baby sit Sam which didn't do down well with Sam initially until Nick challenged him to a match with some of his games. Naturally that spiked Sam's interest enough and finally his parents agreed. "Does Geraldine know you have a prince?" Sam asked talking to Max. "Yes, he met Alex in Mauritius" Max replied, "I spoke to him Christmas day as well". Sam nodded "So he was the fella you spoke about that night in my room?" he asked and Max nodded. Alex returned to the lounge "This is for you" he said handing the envelope over to Stephanie. "The official invitation" she said smiling broadly, "We have flights booked already" she advised. "I was going to sort the hotel out tonight, the one on the plaza looks good" Lawrence said. "No need" Alex said, "My parents have extended an invitation for you all to stay at the palace". "The king and queen?" Stephanie asked sounding much like Max when he first arrived there. Alex laughed "Yes, and you will stay in the royal residence of the palace not the guest area". Lawrence looked confused at this "You will be close Max and I in the palace west wing". "What are we going out there for?" Sam asked looking over his mothers shoulder. "Prince Alexanders birthday party" Max advised, "You have all been invited to attend". Sam shrugged "Gets me out of college for a few days" he said running his hands through his hair. "And that needs tidying up" his mother said referring to his hair, "You can't meet royalty like that!". "Whatever!" Sam replied sounding fed up, "You keep going on about it but I like it" he said hugging his mother. "You are not getting out of it this time Samuel" she said making it sound like a done deal. Sam laughed but Max stepped in "Sorry Sam but you will need to look more presentable" he said. "Don't you start picking on me Maxine!" Sam replied, his mischievous eyes looking at Max. Alex laughed "Never fear Sam, I am sure the queens maid can do something with your hair". Sam stood up "Come on don't you start on me as well!" he said feeling brave. Alex grinned at him "Samuel if you disobey me I will release the officers on you" he said slowly. Sam laughed and walked around to Alex "Come on want to see how good you are at gaming". Alex was whisked away by Sam partly dragging him, Liam following him "What?" Sam asked looking at Liam. Liam smirked "Where Prince Alexander goes, I go" he replied. Sam rolled his eyes "Naff off!" he said and Alex laughed nodding to Liam who walked away laughing. Sam handed him a controller "What do I do with it?" Alex asked having never played one. Sam sat on the large beanbag in front of the TV and Alex sat next to him being guided what to do in a shoot them up war game. Alex soon found he had no hand eye co-ordination and was obliterated by Sam within several minutes. "Sorry" Alex apologised, "This is not the sort of thing I grew up with" he said looking at Sam. Sam stared at the TV "Is Max going to live in your country?" he asked unable to look at him. "Yes he will be" Alex replied studying him, "He will live with me in the palace". Sam nodded slowly "Why?" he asked "Why does he have to live there?". Alex could see his eyes welling up "I have a role to fulfil and Max will be by my side" he replied. Sam dropped the controller on his lap "Please don't take my brother away!" he said beginning to cry. The whole idea of Max leaving was having a devastating effect on Sam who broke down. Alex quickly put his arms around Sam trying to comfort him. Outside it was getting dark and the light faded from the bedroom, Alex held Sam in his arms fighting back his own tears, it was like his childhood again when his father was whisked away from the lake front at Greenacres. The vivid image of him standing in the water crying as his father was taken away as monarch and no longer the crown prince. "It will be alright Sam, Max will come and visit and you can come and see him" Alex said comforting him. Sam sniffed "I don't want him to go" he said holding Alex tighter, "I know he has his life but we have never been apart". Alex stroked his head softly "It won't be the same though will it, him being with you" Sam said. "Sam your brother will always be your brother no matter who he is in life" Alex said confidently. Max walked in wondering where they were "What is going on?" he asked softly seeing Alex holding him. Alex looked up and nodded for him to come in "Sam are you alright?" Max asked kneeling in front of them. Sam nodded letting go of Alex "What am I going to do with you gone?" he asked. "Oh you idiot" Max said affectionately, "You have college to finish" he replied. Sam wiped his eyes shrugging "You have always been here though". "I will always be here for you Sam. We will see each other often" Max said looking at Alex. Sam sat up still looking upset "What will happen to you now?" he asked looking at Max. Max shrugged "Nothing, I will live in Monrovia with a job" he said now feeling unsure himself. "There will always be an open invitation for you to visit Sam" Alex said putting his arm around him. Sam looked at Alex "You promise?" he asked and Alex nodded. "Plus you have to teach me to play these games with you" Alex added making Sam smile. "Not so sure you have what it takes" Sam replied getting some of his wit back. Alex chuckled "Don't worry Sam, Franco will give you a good run for your money I know he as a console". Alex stood up "I promised to take everyone out for dinner so err... Do your hair" he said grinning. Sam looked up at him and smirked "Don't you start telling me what to do!" he said getting to his feet. "Sam don't you dare" Max warned knowing his brother was about to chase Alex. Alex scoffed then laughed "Or what!" he said stepping back egging Sam on. Sam took one step then another moving towards Alex with a big grin on his face, his arms held out ready to grab hold of Alex. Sam was being teased by Alex in the way he was looking back at him, it was provoking Sam who couldn't stop giggling now. Max warned his brother again, even he was finding the whole thing funny and happy as they were getting along. Sam made his attack launch on Alex who stood there 'Help!' he said loudly but made no effort to run as Sam got his arms around Alex and lifted him off the ground. He was taken by surprise by the strength Sam had considering his slighter build to Max. Nick and Liam came in the room laughing and to the prince's aid, Nick was part way through changing and had no top on that caught Sam off guard. His body was muscled and tattooed and Sam was prised off Alex with ease and he was flung over Nick's shoulder. Sam was giggling so hard and play punching to be let down but Nick was having none of it. "Are you going to help me Maxine!" Sam called out to his brother. "Hell no! Max replied, "I know what these guys are capable of". "I will give you a wedgy if you don't let me go" Sam warned grabbing hold Nick's underwear. Max shook his head "He might like that Sam" he said outing the protection officer. "No way!" Sam said tapping Nick's back, "You gay then?" he asked and Nick slapped Sam's arse. "Very!" Nick replied slapping his arse again. "I ain't" Sam replied wriggling to get free but Nick held on to him firmly. Nick chuckled "Not yet you aren't" he said mocking Sam as he struggled giggling away. Nick finally let Sam down "He could break you like a twig in bed" Alex said laughing. "I come in here to help and you all insult me!" Nick said as Sam lightly punched his biceps. "Wow fuck!" Sam said, "I want a body like yours" he said with so much envy it was silly to see. Nick gabbed his arms lightly "Stop touching me or I will make you gay!" he said smirking. It was a complete turnaround for Sam once he saw Alex and his brother together, and surprisingly Sam did an abrupt turn and agree to come to the party at the embassy the following evening. Much to Max's surprise his brother was quite a hit with the protection officers keeping them on their toes as he was so unpredictable, humorously sarcastic and funny all in one go. Tonight though they were all dressed up smartly, Alex knocked on the door to Sam's bedroom to see if he was ready and stood there quietly stumped and turned on. Sam looked a completely different person with his hair neatly brushed and tied in a pony tail, his youthful charm so evident on his face and striking resemblance to Max even clearer to see. Two cars pulled up outside the house on Fitzroy road at 6.30pm on the dot. The first car was the official embassy car with the royal flags now being put on the front by the driver. Nick walked out on the street and checked, it was clear apart from a couple walking their dog on the opposite side who stopped to see what the fuss was all about. Nick nodded to Liam who accompanied Alex and Franco accompanied Max down the steps into the car and got in the back with them. Nick went to the second car and opened the doors for Stephanie, Lawrence and Sam then he got in the back with them closing the door. "This is all very strange" Lawrence said looking at Nick who smiled. Sam looked at Nick "What do you all do then?" he asked. "I look after Crown Prince Alden, Liam Prince Alexander and Franco is assigned to Max" Nick replied. "So my brother has a security guy?" Sam asked looking quite surprised. "He does" Nick replied, "He has protocol status now and is addressed as sir and head bowed to". "Stop it!" Sam said unable to believe it was his brother he was referring to. Nick smiled "Max needs his family to support him going forward, it will be hard for a while". Stephanie nodded "I gather things will get tough when it gets out?" she asked already knowing. "Yes" Nick replied, "It is the attention it will bring. It means you will all be scrutinised". "Let them say one bad word about my bro and I will go for them!" Sam said sitting up all manly. Nick laughed "Better to remain above it all, let us deal with it" he advised. The cars pulled up to the hotel entrance in Mayfair and the doorman quickly spoke in to his microphone as a rush of hotel employees appeared with the hotel manager. Liam and Franco exited the car and stood either side of the passenger door. Nick arrived at their side as Max's family stood by the car waiting and following Nick's instruction. Alex climbed out of the car as Sam watched on and Alex stepped forward towards the hotel manager 'Welcome back your royal highness' he said bowing his head and Alex shook hands with him. Max climbed out of the car with his family focusing on him and the hotel manager smiled as he approached 'Welcome sir' he said bowing his head. Sam was in awe seeing someone bow their head to his brother, it also brought home that his brother was going up in the world in a big way. The hotel manager greeted the protection officers and Max's family guiding them inside. Sam watched as the staff members bowed and curtsied as Alex and Max walked past entering the hotel. The hotel manager taking them through to the restaurant and into the private dining room where a table was setup for the eight of them. Sam spent the entire evening talking and winding the protection officers up. Franco was quick in his responses and seemed to get Sam and his personality and they soon had a good friendship going on and often laughing loudly between themselves. It was almost midnight when they left the private dining room and walked back to the entrance where Alex was having a quiet joke with Max about the last time they were here in bed. A snap of a camera phone in the distance took a picture of the moment Alex looked in to Max's eyes grinning happily, the picture blurry at best as the phone moved taking the photo. Oblivious to anything going on they got in the cars and headed back to Sloane Square. Sam dragged Franco off since he had challenged Sam to a game. Max's parents went off to bed leaving the four guys who went in to Max's bedroom with a bottle of wine. Nick desperate to see some sights had got Max to agree and take him out in the morning leaving Alex some time to get to know his parents properly, plus it was easier that way as Alex would have drawn a crowd if he was recognised. Nick watched Alex pouring the wine and started reeling off a list of places he wanted to see and Max agreed and insisted they went to his place of work to formally hand in his notice. Max got up and walked in to his brothers room where he was laying on the bean bag on his stomach with Franco who was giving him a good match. Sam looked up and told his brother to go and get them some sodas. Max chuckled and walked down the stairs to the kitchen grabbing four cans of coke and taking them back up to Sam and Franco. Sam grabbed a can then told Max to clear off and get back to his boyfriend whilst Franco paused the game laughing waving his hand for Max to go. He walked back in to his bedroom where Alex was topping up the glasses and emptying the bottle. Max sat down on the floor again with the others leaning up against his bed, music playing softly in the background as he sat next to Nick since he and Liam had sat sandwiching Alex in the middle. "Honesty game" Liam suddenly said looking at Max, "Are you worried about your brother?". The question was quite out of the blue for Max "In some way yes, we have always been together". "My turn" Alex said taking a sip of his wine "Do you want to kiss Nick?" he asked looking at Max. Max smiled shaking his head "I am not sure how to answer that" he said running his tongue over his lips provocatively. Alex chuckled "Nick do you want to kiss Max?" he now asked. Nick nodded "Yes" he replied then glanced at Max who was now staring at him. Alex now sat forward watching eagerly "Kiss me then, like you mean it" Max said to Nick puckering up. Nick leaned closer "Tongue or no tongue?" he asked Max and glanced at Alex. Alex piped up "Full kiss, no girly stuff" he said, "I command you as your prince" he giggled waiting. Nick looked back at Max and put his hand behind Max's neck pulling him forward kissing him lightly on the mouth at first that had the desired effect teasing Max to open his mouth, on the second kiss their lips touched and Nick slipped his tongue in deep, the kiss was no way brief and last a good twenty seconds with an additional kiss as they separated. "Tasty" Nick said leaning back, "My turn. Max do you want to kiss Liam?" he asked smirking. Max leaned back against the bed "This is getting out of hand now". Liam glanced at Man "Answer the question!" he said in a demanding tone. All eyes went to Max "Yes, alright!" Max said within a split second. Nick looked at Liam "Do you want to kiss Max?" he asked as Alex shuffled around sitting in front of them. Liam shrugged and looked at Max then smiled "Yeah, sure why not!" he said. Max leaned over to Liam's side licking his lips making Liam laugh, his hand slipped around the back of Max's neck. Where Nick was more tender at first Liam went straight in for the kiss forcing Max to open his mouth. Max instantly raised his hand putting it behind Liam's neck and they held each other together kissing for several minutes watched by Nick and Alex who seemed to be enjoying the show. When they finally stopped kissing Max just stayed there with his mouth partly open and completely amazed how Liam kissed him. "Fucking hot!" Alex said beaming from ear to ear, "It would be hot seeing you two fuck" he added. "Alex!" Liam exclaimed quietly shocked at the prince. Max laughed "Alex I think you are Liam's special dish of the day" he said. Liam chuckled and looked at Max "As your brother would say... Naff off!" he said making then laugh. Nick put his arm around Max's shoulder "I would do you?" he said seductively, Max chuckled staring at him "Is that so!" he replied, "My boyfriend is sat there in front of you". "Well it is only fair you see what I had to go through" Alex said cocking his head to one side grinning. Max couldn't stop the sigh escaping his mouth feeling Nick's fingers dancing down his back in a provoking manner.

------- Chapter 4.3 - Third Time's the Charm? ------- Late Friday morning Ric got a few messages from Ari, asking about his availability the following week. Soon after, there was a message from Rawson telling him how much he was going to like the guy they had paired him up with. He gave Ari a few days and times that worked for him and then asked if they could not to post any more free clips with him in it. "The previous contracts allowed that. They help us sell the product, but I can add that for any future videos you do" Ari replied. "I know, but someone has already identified me from them and I don't want it to hurt my career later" Ric replied. "It's probably too late" Ric thought to himself right away. Ric chatted with Rawson a bit, trying to get some info about the guy and soon had a few pics and a solo video the guy had done. The guy looked cute but wasn't what he was expecting. He was a several years older than Ric, had a full, trimmed beard to go with his chest and stomach fur. Underneath the hair, you could tell the guy was ripped and Ric started to feel self conscious. He had expected another twink about his age but Rawson assured him that the guy was a good bottom that Ric would have a lot of fun with him. "What did you mean about me tagging the last guy?" Ric asked. Rawson laughed. "He's toxic as fuck now. He called up all freaked out, hoping it wouldn't prevent him doing any more videos. He doesn't know who gave it to him, but I do" Rawson replied, chuckling a little afterwards. "His status won't stop him from doing more videos, it's his ability to perform" Ric said. "Exactly. I told him a buddy was looking for someone like him for another video. If he does a good job from now on, he'll be ok. Lots of people know what happened at that session, though, since word travels fast" Rawson replied. There was a pause before Ric said "Oh, I found a fan of yours on my dorm floor. He figured out from those free clips that it was me." "Crap. That was fast. I didn't realize we showed that much of you, we tried to just show below your waist, but we needed the mask too. Is he giving you a hard time?" Rawson asked. "Nah, he's actually been pretty cool about it, but I asked him to keep it quiet. I think he's more excited about knowing someone that's done porn" Ric replied. "Maybe you should bring him along next week and he can meet a few of us. Maybe he'll learn that there are perks to keeping your mouth shut" Rawson said, chuckling. "Is that really ok or are you kidding?" Ric asked. "If he's cute, why not? He just needs to keep out of the way. We're doing two sessions that night, so it won't be as quick as your last two. You can stick around and watch the other scene if you want" Rawson said. Ric wasn't sure and figured he'd ask Will the day of the shoot, so it would sound like he offered but was too late for him to go. Late in the afternoon of the day he was to make the next video, Ric knocked on Will's door and closed it just like Will had the last time with him. "Uh... Would you like to meet Rawson tonight? I have another video to shoot and as long as you're quiet and stay out of the way, you can come watch and meet a few people" Ric said. Will's eyes lit up and he quickly replied "Oh hell yeah. I wouldn't miss that for anything." "Shower and clean out, you never know what might happen on these things. Be ready at 7" Ric said. He shook his head as he walked down the hall, surprised that his plan had backfired so spectacularly. Will knocked on his door just as Ric finished tying his shoes. When Ric opened the door, Will stood there in his usual baggy shorts, but also a tight tee that showed off both hard nipples and his slim physique. They walked downstairs and waited a few minutes for the uber to arrive. "You might have a non-disclosure to sign when you get there. Either way, don't say a fuckin word to anyone about what you see tonight. He hadn't bothered to look up the address Ari had given him and had assumed it was another hotel. The uber drove them into a sleepy subdivision and pulled up to a large, sprawling house. Ric double checked the address and then the two of them got out. They went to the door and were greeted by Ari, who gave Will a quick look and shook his head in disbelief. Once inside, they took care of the paperwork and Ric heard everyone setting up in the background. "I expected a hotel. Why the house?" Ric asked. "Cheaper to be honest. The owner didn't have a problem as long as we only filmed inside and I didn't have to pay off the hotel manager to look the other way. We can do all four shoots in one day and have a different room for each." Ari replied, laughing quietly. "OK, so your scene is in the family room. There's no pretense that you're coming back from a match like the one with Rawson, it's just your wrestling character having some fun with a horny bottom. This is just a sex scene. There's more room this time, so you can move around a lot more, but don't wander too much or the lighting guy might shit bricks. The other actor hasn't gotten here yet, so just relax until we're ready" Ari told Ric. "Oh, and you..." Ari began, pointing at Will. "Quiet as a mouse. Don't say a word unless someone asks you something. If we hear anything from you while we're shooting, you're gonna be out on the curb missing your balls." Will nervously nodded. Ric had never heard Ari get pissed, but this was damn close. Ric went to the kitchen and there were a few trays of snacks laid out and various things to drink. He grabbed a bottle of water and leaned back to watch the cameramen and lighting guy get ready. The other actor showed up and when he had signed all the documents, he came over. "Hey, I'm Anthony. I guess we're going to be doing the next scene. I heard your last one was a bust. Don't worry, I'll be a lot better" the guy said. "You're already more lively than him" Ric joked. "Shame you have to wear that mask, you got a really cute face. No kissing or oral for this scene, I guess" Anthony said, as he kept looking over Ric. Ric chuckled before saying "Yeah, I'm not sure why they got a mask with such a small mouth opening." They talked a little more, finding out what each liked to do. "Yup, power bottom" Ric thought. Ari called out "Fifteen minutes!" and Ric took that as his cue to get into the costume again. He stripped down in the kitchen and Will just stared at him, surprised how comfortable Ric was stripping in front of other guys. The spandex shorts fit nice and tight like before and he held the wrestling mask until they were about to start. Soon everyone was ready and they started recording the scene. Ric felt that the guy and him had a good chemistry and he liked how Anthony begged to get fucked. Ric used his 'lowered' voice a few times and added some Spanish phrases, including a few new ones Mateo had taught him, to demean Anthony's character. The first scene was pretty rough and Anthony got tossed around a lot more than Rawson did in the first shoot. Ric's cock plunged into Anthony's ass, easily stretching it open. One cameraman was even more fixated on Ric's biohazard tattoo and closeups of his cock pounding ass than in the first two video shoots. There was a break and Ric headed over to the kitchen to grab some water and a little snack. He was standing there naked when Rawson walked up. "Your friend is pretty cute. Mind if I fuck him?" "He's an adult. If he's ok with you fucking him, then go for it." Ric replied. Leaning closer, Ric said quietly "He told me that he didn't want to fuck with poz guys though." Rawson smiled back at him and walked away. A minute later, Will walked up. "Do you always fuck like that?" Will asked. "No, but I do what I'm told for things like this. It's not a hallmark movie. Slow and romantic doesn't sell, so I get to wreck a hole and fans buy videos" Ric replied. A second later he asked "Which do you like?" Will chuckled "Something in between." The next session started and Ric dialed it back a bit, being less physical, but he still got rougher at the end until he bred Anthony for the second time of the evening. There was another break and Ric looked around and didn't see either Rawson or Will. "Hehe, Will might be getting a surprise gift" he thought. As soon as he finished off another bottle of water, Ari started the next session. The next fuck went really well and Ric was amazed at how much fun Anthony had turned out to be. Ric knew that Anthony would be feeling this fuck for a while based on the pink tint his cum had dripping out of the well used hole. He laid on the couch, sweaty and tired. Anthony came over and said "Thanks. It was fun working with you. My ass is gonna be sore for a few days, but I like it that way." Ric watched him throw on some sweat pants, a sparkly gold jacket and head towards the door. The lighting guy and cameramen were running around and he assumed they were getting ready for the next shoot. A few minutes later, with everybody gone from the family room, he got up and went to the bathroom in the hall, taking a nice hot shower. Ric walked out of the bathroom, naked with the towel over his shoulder. He heard a lot of noise from his right and looked into each bedroom. In the third room he saw the cameramen videoing another scene. Ric stood in the doorway watching the session take shape. He recognized Rawson's ass and he was obviously fucking a guy. Ric didn't want to interrupt, but he desperately wanted to walk up behind Rawson and shove his cock inside while he fucked the other bottom. Laughing to himself, Ric walked back to the family room, picked up his mask and went back to the bedroom. Part way there, he could hear the bottom now screaming out as whoever was fucking him was drilling him hard. It got quiet again and when Ric got to the doorway again he saw a different guy was starting to pound the bottom. The fuck went for several minutes before there were a few grunts and then loud growl. "Another one bred" Ric thought. As the cameramen reset and the lighting guy adjusted a few things, a guy stood up from a chair nearby. Ric recognized him from other porn videos he'd seen him in. The guy was tall, black and had a huge biohazard tattoo on his back. Ric got a glimpse of the guy's front and saw the long cock swinging as he walked. "The bottom doesn't stand a chance with that dick" Ric thought. Ari came up and asked "Got one more load? Can you do a quick fuck? I think we need one more guy for this. Just fifteen minutes." Ric nodded and Ari ran back toward the bed. The scene started and Ric heard the bottom scream out, over and over. He got pounded and Ric started to feel sorry for the bottom guy. "Take that, Fucker!" the black guy barked out as his body shook. Ric smiled and thought "I hope that bottom knows what he's gotten into." Ari called him over. "He's got 3 loads in him. Try not to push too much out since we want him very sloppy, but everyone knows your character fucks to wreck and poz a hole. He doesn't want his face shown, so just fuck him like the others did with his face in the bed. We're going to wait ten minutes to let his hole close up after the last breeding, so fuck him hard. Some blood is good too. Everyone loved the scene where you knocked up Rawson" Ari told Ric. He nodded and sat back, giving his balls more time to refill. Ric glanced over and the bottom was still on the bed, face down and ass up. Without everyone around him, Ric could get a better view of him. "Hmm, another twink. This should be fun" Ric thought. Ari called out "Ready everyone" moments before the scene started. Ric pulled the mask on and approached the bottom and a camera zoomed in on his cock and tat, like before. He fingered the hole for a second and plowed his cock in. He loved feeling the cum filled hole. As hard as he tried not to, his cock was forcing quite a bit of the jizz out of the bottom's chute. The bottom had his face buried in the bed and all Ric could see was the back of his head, the guy's long hair pulled up into a man-bun, a slender body and a nice looking hairless ass. The bottom wasn't really animated, so Ric started slapping the guy's ass. He responded, but he didn't move as much as Ric wanted. Another slap and it got way better than the "dead fish" guy with the bottom pushing back and working his hole around Ric's hard shaft. Rawson started making comments and then the black guy joined in. "Breed the fucker!" and "Fuck him good" and "Knock him up" and "Mark his ass" and several other comments were yelled out around Ric. It spurred him on and the bottom started working his cock harder too, milking his shaft and wordlessly begging to get filled with more cum. Ric yelled out another series of Spanish expletives before driving his cock in and feeling a half dozen spurts of cum fill the abused chute. After the last throb, he pulled out slowly, watching the cameras capture the cock slowly back away from the tortured hole. The cum dripping from the hole was pink and frothy. Once his cock was several inches away from the battered hole and the second camera had zoomed in on the leaking hole, Ari waited several seconds before he yelled "CUT!" Ric backed up, pulled the mask off and grabbed a towel, mopping his sweat covered face. When he finished, he looked around and Rawson, the black porn star, the second top, who he didn't know, and Will were standing around him. It took a few seconds, but Ric noticed that Will was naked, his hair was pulled back and he looked really sweaty and tired, but there was a big grin on his face. His eyes moved over to the guy he didn't know and spotted the fresh biohazard tat nestled under the fur on his hairy pec. "Thirty minutes, Rawson" Ari yelled out from across the room. Rawson grinned at Ric. "I guess we have a bonus scene for this video. Thanks, guys. I have to clean up for the next one. Hopefully my hole looks like yours soon" Rawson said as he walked away. Ric looked at Will and shook his head, remembering his comment about not wanting to fuck with poz guys. Will had just taken four charged loads on camera for a porn shoot. He didn't say much to Will while they waited for a shower to free up. After he cleaned up, Ric walked over to Ari before they started filming the next scene. Ric nervously asked "Uh... Ari. Can I keep this mask? If I do any more videos, I want to do something different but I'd like this as a memento." "Sure, we got a few of them just in case one rips. Ric, Can you sign this addendum to your contract for the bonus video?" Ari asked. Ric looked over the addendum quickly and then signed it. Ari looked up and stared at Ric a moment. "Did you say 'if'? Are you quitting?" Ari asked softly. "Yeah, I think so. It's been fun. I'll consider another one if you have a great idea, but I don't really want to do more with people recognizing me" Ric replied and walked back over to Will. They went out to the waiting uber and hopped in for the ride back to the dorm. "You know that those guys are poz, right?" Ric asked after they got out of the car. "Yeah, I saw their tattoos after we finished" Will replied. Ric noticed that his voice had no emotion in it. He wasn't scared or freaked out or even excited. They stood in front of the dorm, facing each other. Ric noticed the faint smell of cum in the air and imagined the viral cum running down Will's legs. "I didn't know that you were the bottom for that scene. I bred you too" said Ric. "Cool" Will replied, a smile growing on his face. "You can go over to the clinic in the morning and get treated" Ric told him. "Nah, you seem to be doing ok. Too bad Rawson isn't poz or all four loads would have been" Will said, turning to go inside. "Nine AM tomorrow morning, my room. I'll make sure you get knocked up" Ric said as he followed Will back to the building. (( End of Chapter 4 ))

This is true for most people, and if you've experienced it, I am sorry you had to go through it. But it's not true for all of us. I get turned on when someone I'm with is cheating. I cheated (only physically, never emotionally) on my husband for years, when he stopped putting out. He ended up cheating emotionally with a guy he met online. In spite of the emotional impact of the imminent end of our 9-year marriage, I was extremely turned on each time I overheard him jerking off on cam with his online lover. It was not just my surprise at my husband's rapid sexual reawakening (he'd fallen in love with the online guy after only two weeks), but also the thought that this guy was soon going to be fucking my husband regularly and enjoying his ass just as I (and some threesome buddies) had done years before. My body's response — arousal — seems paradoxical, but it's not. In Sperm Wars, evolutionary biologist Robyn Baker points out that (hetero) men who have been away for a few days (as they would have been when hunting) and who suspect their (female) partners of cheating have a strong desire to fuck upon returning. Physically, the ridge around the head of the penis serves to pump out the interloper's semen, and the man's ejaculate will contain more, and more vigorous, sperm than in the case of a routine fuck. For me, cheating is hot, whether I'm doing it or it's being done to me. (That said, I reject cheating as a concept because I don't believe any partner has the right to regulate another partner's sexual behavior. I am in an open relationship today and will never enter into another monogamous/traditional relationship.)

The main reason I fuck raw is because I cum best when my glans is stimulated gently (I'm uncut) and no matter what they say, latex condoms don't feel like the inside of a foreskin or an arse. I've never tried "animal skin" condoms so can't comment on them. About the most exquisite sensation for me is when a guy's arse grips my dick just tight enough so that my skin doesn't slide in and out of them but I can slide my glans from my foreskin into their bare, unprotected arse.

Because I love everything about MEN... Looks, smell, taste, shapes and excitement, I just naturally bend over for em to enter my butt and leave me their man juice.

oh I wanted it for sure. only been spit coated by on father son team but have sucked a father off while his son watched and done everything including flip fuck with a couple young sluts in front of their dad

I would love to get pregnant but only if I didn’t know the daddy, the fantasy for me is getting gangbanged and having no idea who the dad is or even what he looked like.

that is so hot. I Love Club Dallas. wish I was there getting fucked with you

POZ, gangbang, raw, piss, felch, nipples, leather, boots, bear, fur, muscles

That could have been a good spit roast slut

wish i went to school with you 😉

When we got to his place it was around 9pm. He invited me in and asked if i was hungry. I was and he heated up some leftover pizza and we sat down and ate dinner and drank some beers. We talked about our history. He knew he was gay from an early age. He had a few partners but has been single since he became poz about 2 years ago. I told him that i was bi and not out about it and did most of my exploring with gay masseurs. Also mentioned i had gotten into fisting. "What do you like about being fisted" he asked "I like feeling a mans hand in me and having that full and deep feeling and having my limits stretched. But its more than physical. Being fisted to me is the ultimate in offering myself to the man that i am with. To spread my legs and offer myself to him and allow him to take me, own me from deep inside. Having him deep in my controlling me is amazing." i said "You like giving yourself to your man", he asked looking at me deeply with his eyes "Yes i do. If the connection is right. I want to give myself totally to him", i said softly looking at him He leaned in and kissed my so softly. I leaned forward kissing him back our mouths opening and caressing each other's tongues. He picked up my hand and led me to his bedroom. We started to make out and take off our clothes. As we got naked he pushed me back on his bed. I pushed myself up to the top and lay there opening my legs for him. He lay on me and we made incredible passionate love or at least it felt like it. His kissing was so intense, assertive yet passionate. He was raping my mouth with his tongue and i didnt want him to stop. I opened my legs more as his cock was pushing at my hole. He then kissed me all over sucking on my nipples then going down on me briefly taking my hard cock in his mouth and then lifting my ass off the bed and he started eating my hole. I lifted up my ass to meet his mouth and held my legs back. "Ohhhh Brian eat me please", i moaned He kept eating me out and and moaned and writhed all over the bed. Then he got up on his knees, put my legs on his shoulders and put the head of his fat cock at my hole. He spat on his cock and pressed his head in. "Uggghhhh", i winced as his cock was so fat. He kissed and played with my tits and pushed in. It hurt like hell but also felt sooo good. Finally he was balls deep in me. He didn't wait this time to start fucking me. He started with short strokes then to long strokes and started pounding me. "Ohhhh your pussy is so tight. Its like a tight glove around my cock", he moaned and breathed hard as he picked up his pace His cock was stretching and pounding my hole. It hurt but also felt so good and he was banging my prostate. I started to moan in a whining bitch in heat sound and said" Uhhhh fuck me please. Fuck me hard, take me own me please". I tried to raise my ass higher off the bed to get more of him in me. I wanted all of him in me. "Ohh bitch you are mine aren't you. You want me to stop and pull out. Maybe put on a condom or you like it bare?", he said picking up his pace "Bare please and please don't sto fucking me please. Fuck me, take me and make me yours please", i begged "You want my seed in you?", he yelled "Yes i do please mark me, make me yours please", i blathered out I was in total ecstasy. I was high on the pain and pleasure. I had never felt this way before and my eyes rolled back and my ass uncontrollably started to spasm. I grabbed his hips and i didnt know what was happening to my body and i started to shoot spurt after spurt of cum all over his chest and mine. "Ahhhhhhh", he yelled as my ass was squeezing his cock hard "Here is comes bitch", he yelled I felt his thick cock expand and i felt his hot juice spurt in me and my hole suddenly felt all wet and warm. My ass squeezed even harder and i felt like i was having a continued orgasm. His fucking slowed down but he kept pounding me and grinding in me. He leaned in and kissed me deeply are lips locked. He leg go of my legs off his shoulder and i let them slide on his side and i wrapped them tight around his waist crossing them at the bottom of his back and wrapped my arms around his back. "Please stay in me please", i asked softly. "I need you in me", i said. He kissed me back deeply and said "Don't worry i wont", he said In our embrace he slowly kept grinding expanding my whole with his thick meat and massaging my prostate. It felt so amazing to have him in me and to feel his seed in me and my legs and arms wrapped around him. I drifted off with him in me. I was in heaven. I woke up to use the bathroom. It was about 2am. As i climbed back in bed i looked at him. He was so hot. He lay there on his back with his legs partly spread. His penis was soft but still meaty. I couldn't resist, climbed on the bottom part of the bed and started to lick him and softly suck on him as not to wake him up. After several minutes of licking him, teasing his head with my fingers and sucking lightly on him, his cock was at full mast. It was glorious. I dribbled more salaiva on it and then climbed on. I winced as its still a thick piece of meat but squatted down until half of his huge cock was in me and slowly kept sliding on it when finally i had all of him in me. I started riding him, putting my hands on his chest. "Hmmm someone needs Daddy's cock", he whispered "Yes Daddy I needed to have you back in me again", i moaned as a rode his meat He grabbed my waist and started to pick me up with his strength and pull me back down on his cock. I moaned like a total whore and threw my head back. He then got up and pushed me on my back while still keeping his cock in me. He lifted my ass off the bed and then piledrived into me. "OHHHH Shit", i cried "You wanted it you are going to get it", he moaned He fucked my hard like that only the top of my back on the bed and my neck bent looking up at this god who was fucking the shit out of me. He fucked me like that for what seemed like for ever then turned me over flat on my stomach, spread my legs and entered me from behind pushing down on my back. "OOHHHHH your hurting me", i yelled. It felt like he was tearing my hole. I grabbed the sheets and bit down on them. He essentially sat on me and pounded me mercilessly. "Bitch i am going make you pregnant.", he said in my ear as he grabbed my hair lifted my head towards him and gave me a wet sloppy tongue lock. He rode me like and then i could feel him tense up and his cock expand in me, "Here is comes boy....ughhhhhhhhhh", he grunted and felt spurts in me. "Ahhhh yes, breed me please", i cried out lifting my ass to meet his cock. He pushed my ass back down grinding his cock in me then lying on me kissing the back of my neck. "You're mine", he said as he breathed and kissed my neck "I know", i leaned back and said He rolled off of me after all his cock softened and all his cum went into me. I moved back to the top of the bed and put my head on his chest and fell asleep.' I woke up and looked over and i was in the bed alone. It was 9am. I put my head back down on the pillow. My ass was sore and wet. I started to think about last night and everything that happened. It hit me that i had fucked bareback and taken cum from someone who was poz. I started to worry about it. Would i get HIV? Would i get AIDS? What would i tell my family? "Good morning sleepy head. You were out last night.", he said. He walked over to the bed and sat next to me sitting up. "Good morning" i said quitely "You ok", he said "I am worried about last night", i told him "You mean about getting fucked bareback by someone with HIV?, he said "Yes. I am scared and worried and don't know what to do? Should i go see my doctor or go to a clinic?", i said worryingly. I started to tear. He sat next to me on the bed and i sat up next to him. As i did a bunch of cum plopped out and my butt made a little noise. I took my fingers and wiped some of it up and he leaned over and licked off my fingers and then kissed me deeply. I kissed back and opened my mouth to accept the cum juice. "That is how we taste together", he said. It then clicked what that meant. My pussy juice and his cum....this is how we tasted together. Pulling back, he said "It's up to you what you want to do" "That's the problem, i am confused", i said He put his around my should and i leaned in on him, his hand on my thigh. "I don't know what i want to do, i mean i took your poz cock and cum", i sobbed and looked up at him "I know i shouldn't have but i did", i said "Did you enjoy it", he asked "Yes a lot", i responded "Then what are you afraid of", he asked "Getting pozzed. I am angry at myself for letting this happen", i said tearing His hand was rubbing my thigh and now brushed against my hard cock. "Maybe you are angry cause you know you liked it. In fact you wanted it", he leaned in and started to kiss my ear "No i don't want to get hiv", i said "Are you sure cause your cock is telling me something else right now", he said as his hand was now rubbing my hard cock and i let out a soft moan "I can't be. I don't want to be pozzed", i uttered "You sure cause again your cock is telling me another thing", he said as his hand was now stroking me I just moaned back in a daze and conflicted "You wanted to give yourself to me, to let me breed you and make you a poz slut", he said in my ear "No i dont want to be pozzed please, i don't know whats going on", i said yielding to his maniplulations. My hand found his mammoth cock and started to stroke it. "You want it, you want me to poz you again", he said pushing me back "Don't worry i will take care of you. You will be mine", he said kissing my neck "Yes" i moaned "Yes please Daddy own me, breed me, poz me and make me yours I opened my legs once again and offered myself to him taking him in me. We fucked like this and doggy for the next hour. "Tell me what you want", he said fucking me "I want you to poz me please Daddy, please poz me", i cried out "Here you go baby. Take my load", ugghhhh and he unloaded another poz load in me. After several minutes in my arms grinding in my whole and while kissing and pulled back from the kiss. "Daddy how long will it take for me to be poz", i asked "I don't know but i will make sure of it", he said back and kissed me deeply. I thought I am his now and I love it.

It doesn’t particularly worry me but the first time I was aware of it was in Berlin in the Tiergarten. A hot guy had cruised me and we had crossed a fence and hid in some the bushes not far from a road and a path. We sucked each other and then was taking turns to fuck each other. Boy was this hot as we paused occasionally as people walked along the path. At one stage I glanced over my shoulder as the guy had paused in his thrusts and I wanted him to go deep and I noticed he had one hand on his phone filming me. It must have been ready in his shirt pocket. Naive me never thought to do that. We carried on and each came and the most I could do was to scramble to get my phone out and get a quick snap of my introduction to unexpected sex filming. Hot.

Long dry spell ended today mid afternoon. Was on Grindr and usually just hoping to find a top who hosts and arrange a future meet. Instead this time this older bear top was looking for right now and lived 5 min away. He thought his 6" thick cock would not get in my chubby bear ass and hesitated to invite me over. I laid on the charm and said I am sure my slutty hole would find a way to get his 5 day load in me. Finally he invited me over and I told my unknowing wife that I would go do some grocery shopping while she supervised some Xmas decorating. Top was definitely not what I expected but hole was aching for that load. We showered together and he pushed that thick meat in me. Was so long since last I bottomed that it hurt and I pulled off and just asked to wait a second and try again. After a few minutes he tried again and my hole remembered what it was made for and took all of his thick rod. He pummeled my ass like it owed him money and was soon groaning in pleasure declaring he was nutting and kept pumping hard into me. I thanked him and we ended the shower and I left. Now my hole wants more and I have another top lined up for lunch time tomorrow.

It feels so much better raw. I love getting the load of cum with his DNA planted in me. Plus I really get off on the riskiness barebacking with random guys

Weekend with the Boss and his Friends I had been working hard at the office lately, lots of long nights of overtime. That, no doubt, gave my boy plenty of evenings alone, all FILLED with fun, I'm sure. I would get home around midnight, and he's be in bed. I'd nuzzle up behind him, the room full of the scent of man-cum, getting me instantly hard. I would sandwich my cock in his slippery crack, already wet with someone else's jizz. Some nights he'd let me add to the loads simmering inside, some night's he'd roll over and go back to sleep, leaving me hard and horny. One of those nights, I logged online on my phone and chatted dirty with some POZ daddy friends, jerking myself off with my slutty boy asleep beside me. At the end of a particularly busy Thursday, after a few weeks of this, my boss knocked on my office door. He's a stud, but I'd never done anything with him except for a few flirty comments and a crotch grope at last year's drunken Christmas party. Jack is a solid 6'-0” of muscle, broad shoulders, wide chest, and slim waist, buzzed sandy brown hair flecked with a hint of silver. He sometimes leaves the office at lunch to work out, changing in his corner office into his sweats and coming back the same way. I can get hard just smelling him walk back in afterwards, slightly sweaty and glistening, before he showering in his personal bathroom and changing back into his custom suits. So fucking sexy. Jack told me his wife was out of town for the weekend, and he wanted to know if I wanted to join him for a long weekend at his beach house. He was going to be inviting some friends over and thought my boy and I would make the perfect addition to the party. He told me his frat buddies from back in his college days would be joining. We would drive out there together after lunch on Friday. He raised his eyebrows, which led me to think they had gotten up to some fun times and this weekend might be a repeat of that. He describe Chet and Sam to me and I could swear I saw a swelling bulge in his trousers. He was me looking, winked and smiled, saying, “Showing you and your... friend... will be the highlight of the weekend. Promise.” I realized that I hadn't introduced my boss, Jack, to my boy and wondered how he might know what kind of highlights my boy could offer... I accepted and called my boy to tell him about our new weekend plans. After a few rings, he breathlessly picked up the phone. “Did you run to get the phone,” I asked. “Umm... (pant pant pant) something like that.” “Are you entertaining right now?” “Uggggg....” I told him to have a good time not to make plans for the weekend. “Uh huh... YES. YES. YES,” was all I heard in response and he hung up. I knew he'd be full of cum by the time I got home. I finished up my work, and without calling my boy, headed home. As I neared my house, I saw a beat-up truck pulling out of the driveway, driven by a sexy blond hunk. As our cars passed, he signaled to roll down my window. “That slut is taking all loads. He's all slicked up. I left two HOT loads in his hole for the next guy to work in deeper. Enjoy yourself.” The hunk smiled and drove off. I parked the car on the street, and quietly let myself in the house. All of the lights were off except for the hall to the bedroom. And there, found my boy on all fours, ass up, fingering his loosened hole. “Party's over, or it's just beginning” I whispered as I stripped out of my suit and tie and climbed on the bed behind him. “Now, I've got one more dude planning on seeding my hole. Do you mind?” “Not at all.” I heard a car motor shutting off as I teased his slack pussy with my cock, covering my glans with globs of cum and heard the front door open. I backed off and stood in a dark corner of the bedroom. To my surprise, Jack walked into my bedroom, in his sweats, fresh from the gym, sporting a huge hard on, poking out his pants. “You ready for my load, boy?” “Yeah, Jack. Fill me up.” So these two had met before.... Jack pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing his wide furry chest and pulled his sweats down. My nose was met with the sexy smell of his sweat as he lurched forward and slammed his bare cock all the way in my boy's sloppy hole. I rock hard, oozing precum, and worked the gobs of the hunk's cum all over my dick. I worked my cock as I watched my hunky boss push a stranger's HOT cum deeper in my boy's willing hole. “You sloppy cumpig,” Jack growled as he pumped away. “Your ass is so wet. How many loads you got up there?” “Enough,” my boy whimpered as his face was pushed into our bed. “You're gonna get one more!” I watched as Jack's ass hammered away, his big hairy balls slapping my boys thighs. “Take it! Take it all!!!!” He pumped forward a few more times, his low-hangers dancing, as he bred my boy. I was about to cum, and had to hold my cock tight to keep from blasting off. Jack wiped his sweaty brow with his beefy hairy arm and pulled out of my boy's ass with a wet plop. He pulled up his sweats, saying, “You boys are going to be the life of my little party this weekend. If you haven't caught the bug yet, you'll be sure to get something from my old buddies, Chet and Sam. They're bigger whores that you could ever hope to be.” My boy rolled over, working three fingers into his hole with one hand and furiously fisting his rod with the other. He looked up at Jack smiling, “I can't wait.” Jack leaned over and roughly forced his tongue into my boy's mouth. My boy came instantly, shooting his wad all over Jack's heaving chest. Jack worked the load into his chest hair, kissing my boy fiercely, and then pulled on his shirt and left without a word. As soon as I heard the front door close, I pounced on my boy, shoving my slimy cock into his slack loose hole. He was so used I could barely feel anything, just sloshing my dick around in a sea of cum. He helped out my pulling his hole wide and shoving two fingers from each hand inside himself. The new tightness, mixed with the thought of the hunk's HOT loads mixing with my boss's brought be off in seconds and I added my spooge to the mix. “Wanna pack now or in the morning,” I asked as I caught my breath. “Pack what. With this kind of party we won't need much.” “An overnight bag? Maybe a swimsuit.” “If that,” he yawned. “I know for sure what we won't be needing.” “What's that?” “Condoms.” With that, I lay down beside him. We drifted off to sleep in a puddle of cum and ass juice. My cock stayed hard all night, looking forward what was sure to be an eventful weekend. To be continued...

PART 6 As Grant’s dick slowly churned the poz cum inside Conrad’s fuckhole, my bro just kept grinning—a less angelic grin than before, almost a little evil—and his eyes radiated the dark intensity of a truly trashed-up chempig. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said to him, and he looked at me with that same grin. “This is fuckin’ amazing, bro,” he replied. “Ever since you put that needle in my arm, all I can think is dick. Dick. I need dick. I love dick. Fuck, dude! DICK.” That made everybody laugh. “I’m glad to hear that, boy. Slamming should do that to a bottompig like you.” Conrad growled hungrily, then turned to Grant. “Fuck, Daddy—that felt so good. Your cock, your cum. You fed me exactly what I needed, exactly where I needed it. Poz cum in my raw hole.” Right around that moment—as Grant and Conrad continued their Daddy-bro bonding with filthy pigtalk punctuated by the occasional deep kiss—my phone buzzed. It was a text from Rick, my buddy at the front desk of the bathhouse. If you’re up for another conquest tonight, he wrote, I’ve got a candidate for you. Hot little self-righteous condom-Nazi with a gorgeous furry butt. I replied right away, telling him that Recruit #1 was already a trashy slampig, so I had time to bring another boy to the dark side. Rick texted right back: Fuck yeah! You’ll find him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I want to see his pupils get bigger than fuckin quarters. And then I want to destroy his slammed-up hole. (This is why I love playing with Rick: for him, innocence is only acceptable if it’s up for immediate destruction.) I didn’t want to miss this boy at the Jacuzzi, so I grabbed Jason—Grant’s furry pigboy—and asked him to give me a hand. Then I pulled Conrad down from the sling and said it was time to rinse off. I assured Daddy Grant that his boys would return soon, then ushered Conrad and Jason out the door with their towels draped over their shoulders. As the three of us walked past a steady stream of half-naked men—many of them leering at us, some reaching out to brush their hands against Conrad’s boyish skin—I explained how the two of them could help me nail my newest victim. When we arrived at our destination, the three of us parted ways: I went to the Jacuzzi, and Jason and Conrad went into the group shower. (At this particular bathhouse, anyone sitting in the Jacuzzi can ogle the dudes in the shower—the two areas are only a few feet apart.) As for Rick’s boy, I caught sight of him immediately. He was maybe in his mid-20s, short and compact, with a perfect dusting of fur across his muscular little chest. A little bit of scruff. Rugby players’ legs. A nice piece of uncut meat between his legs. And that face—the kind of angelic face that demands to be stuffed full of cock. As I slowly walked down the hot tub stairs and submerged myself in the water, I made sure that my cock stayed above the surface long enough for my new target to see it. He saw it, alright—and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stared back. And as I sat down on the ledge across from him, I cocked my head to indicate he should sit with me. He didn’t hesitate for a second. As he walked my way, I got a clearer look at his ridiculously defined six-pack, not to mention his rapidly-growing cock. Best of all, when he spun around to sit down on the ledge next to me, I got a quick peek at his ass. Rick wasn’t kidding—this boy had the kind of butt that gangfucks were made for. We started with a little small talk. His name was Dylan. He was a grad student, and he’d been in the area for about six months. But just as I began to turn the conversation in a more filthy direction, everyone in the Jacuzzi started pointing to the showers—and once we looked, we couldn’t stop staring, because Jason and Conrad were putting on quite a show. This was all part of my plan, of course. I’d instructed Jason and Conrad to walk into the shower area as if they didn’t know each other. I’d told them to choose adjacent showers. I directed Conrad to begin soaping up his hot young jockbutt, and I told Jason to respond by jacking his stiffening cock. By the time Dylan and I started watching, Jason was already fingering Conrad’s hole and asking him to squeeze out a little cum from his last breeding. We watched as a thick stream of white jizz came streaming out of Conrad’s butt, which earned an audible grunt of appreciation from the cumpigs in the hot tub. By the time Jason pushed Conrad against the railing of the Jacuzzi and started pounding him raw, I was rubbing my finger across the surface of Dylan’s tight little furry fuckhole, earning a little moan in the process. His cock was rock-hard as he openly gaped at the bareback fuckshow in front of us. “Pretty hot, huh?” I said, continuing to run my finger across the entrance to his hole. “Fuck yeah—it’s definitely hot. But not for me, man—I play safe, you know?” “Oh, that’s cool—so do I.” He turned to me and gave me an appreciative smile. Then I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “And I have rubbers in my room. So when can I fuck you?” He didn’t answer, but simply stood up and walked to get his towel, the muscles in his butt flexing with every step. He glanced back and gestured for me to join. Following close behind, I watched him clamber out of the Jacuzzi, his leg swinging up to the edge as he climbed out the side of the pool—a maneuver that briefly exposed his fuckhole. One way or another, I said to myself, consensual or not, this boy’s butt is taking my raw dick tonight. Just then, the fuck between Jason and Conrad was reaching its noisy climax. Jason was asking my lil’ bro all sorts of questions: do you like being a fuckin’ bareback slut at the bathhouse? Do you like giving up your wrecked pighole to total strangers? Are you gonna take loads in your slopped-up hole all fucking night? Conrad didn't answer, exactly, beyond a half-coherent litany of nasty pigspeak, his slammed-up brain unable to perform basic processes while that big raw dick was pounding his hole. He just kept saying things like fuck, fuck, fuck, breed it fucker, fuckin’ A, fuckin’ use this hole, use my hungry cunt. Knock it up. Please, please knock it up. Fuck! Goddammit, you hot pig motherfucker… Then I heard Jason start to breathe heavily as his dick slapped faster and faster against that cum-flooded hole. Then came a few more questions: You want my fuckin’ load in your slopped-up hole, huh? You hungry for my cum? You wanna get fuckin’ pregnant, dude? Yes, shouted Conrad, nearly delirious with hunger. Fuckin’ yes. Fuckin’ breed me. Please. Please, please breed me. I’m so fuckin’ hungry for that seed. Ohmigod—ohmigod—I feel it—I feel it—fuck yeah! Gimme your load, dude. Thank you. Oh, fuck! Thank you. Thank you. Ohmigod—FUCKER! Everyone in the hot tub could see Jason’s whole body shake as he unleashed his poz cum inside my lil’ bro, Conrad grinning like a little kid as he milked that dick clean with his hungry jockbutt. When Dylan and I turned to leave, I caught a quick glimpse of Jason’s softening cock, coated with fresh seed, pulling out of Conrad’s hole, only to be replaced right away by some random dude’s veiny, precum-dripping Daddy dick. My lil’ bro let out a guttural moan of approval as the new cock invaded his ass—and the whole time I just kept brushing my fingers against Dylan’s twitching, furry muscle hole. First, we took a brief detour to the front desk. I told Dylan that I needed an extra towel, but I actually needed to give Rick a signal that a new corruption project was underway. As I picked up the towel, I gave Rick a little wink, and he replied by mouthing the word “Oink.” As Dylan and I walked away, I looked back at the front desk and held up both hands, mouthing “10 minutes.” Rick answered with a thumbs-up while flashing an evil-pig grin. Back in the room, Dylan climbed up on the bed, got on all fours, and immediately began sucking my dick. Bobbing up and down on my poz shaft, he instinctively arched his back and aimed his hole at the ceiling. I fixed my sights on that quivering cunt, imagining just how incredible this negboy’s fuckhole would feel against the skin of my poz cock. I leaned down to kiss Dylan. It was important to make a good connection with this kid, to gain his trust. I’ve found that a good makeout session can help establish that kind of instant connection, especially if the boy is affectionate and eager for someone to take care of him. That was Dylan, all right—I could tell he was a sweet one. I wreck boys like him all the time: nice kids who somehow fall under the spell of a guy like me, a guy who lives to see virgin boyhole oozing thick white sperm, preferably streaked with ribbons of pink and red. Cum and blood: the keys to initiation and brotherhood. Dylan kissed me hungrily while I kept toying with his fuckhole. “Just curious, boy,” I whispered in his ear. “Do you like to get tied up?” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t make the knots too tight. I kinda just want the illusion that I’m tied up, you know? I need to be able to escape if necessary.” “Oh, of course,” I replied, reaching into my bag to grab a handful of rope. I looped a few coils around his wrists, then made a loose knot on the bedposts so that he wouldn’t feel trapped. “That OK, boy?” He nodded with a big grin. I leaned down to kiss him again, and his body trembled with hunger and excitement. “I can’t wait to feel my cock slide inside you, Dylan. You’re such a sexy little fucker.” He responded with a happy murmur as I reached into my bag. OK, that’s enough affection for now, I thought to myself. It’s time for things to take a nasty turn. First, I grabbed a piece of piss-stained fabric and shoved it in his mouth. Then I reached up to the knots on the bedposts, and with a simple tug I tightened them so that Dylan couldn’t move his arms. His eyes grew wide, and he attempted to use his legs as leverage, but it was no use—I’d already pinned his thighs with my knees. “Sorry, kid,” I said. “When I tie a boy up, he’s fuckin’ pinned until I say otherwise. For real. No escaping, understand? Tonight you’re mine.” As Dylan attempted to scream through the fabric, I heard a knock at the door, followed by a key entering the doorknob. I looked back to see Rick come in with our buddy Santiago, another staff member. (Santiago, you see, is the kind of ruthless Latino top who just isn’t happy until he sees blood on his dick.) “Excuse me, guys, but we heard sounds of a struggle in here,” Rick said to me, doing his best to sound genuinely concerned. “We just wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” Dylan tried screaming again, but I muffled him even more by placing my hand over his mouth. “Everything's fine," I assured him. "I do have one small problem, though: I need some help getting this boy under control. See those ropes on the bedside table?” Rick nodded and grabbed the ropes. Dylan, meanwhile, was trembling with fear—and that’s a major turn-on for me. When I see a boy get scared because he’s no longer in control, my cock twitches and I start drooling precum. I mean, look: there’s nothing hotter to me than watching a boy break. I love breaking ‘em down until they finally surrender and start begging for the raw dick they’ve always wanted. As Dylan kept trembling and whimpering, Rick and Santiago each grabbed a leg, bent him in half to expose his fuckhole, then secured his ankles to the bedposts. He struggled from time to time, and his head kept shaking back and forth in silent protest. But these protests were feeble—he knew he was fucked. I turned to Rick. “In the nightstand, you’ll find a needleless syringe. It’s all ready to go. A nice big fat dose.” He handed it over to me, and I inserted the plastic tip into Dylan’s hole as he gave me a pained, pleading look. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just some very, very special lube.” Then I pushed the plunger in, releasing the drugs into his fuckhole and bringing Dylan one step closer to the world of chemsex. With the chems quickly finding their way into Dylan’s system, I reached into my bag to grab one of my specially prepared condoms. (The preparation is pretty simple: I slice off the reservoir at the tip, so it only takes a few deep thrusts before my mushroom head bursts through the weak end of the rubber.) I held up the condom for Dylan to see, and relief flashed across his face. We were being safe after all! Then I rolled it onto my dick—making sure my boy didn’t catch sight of the hole at the tip—before pouring some lube on my shaft. Finally, with a slow thrust, I began sinking my poz dick and its useless rubber into this helpless negboy fuckhole. His cunt was warm and hungry from that giant booty bump, and I had no problem going balls-deep on the first push. I pulled back a few inches, then buried my dick all the way once more—at which point I felt my cockhead burst through the rubber, and my precum-covered cock got its first exposure to the warmth and wetness of Dylan’s unprotected fuckhole. A moment later, I pulled back out. The broken rubber now covered about two-thirds of my cock, and a string of precum connected the tip of my dick to the warm hunger of Dylan’s hole. “Sorry, dude,” I said to him, “Looks like the condom broke.” Fear entered his eyes again, and he tried to say something through the fabric stuffed in his mouth. “Dylan, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Don’t worry, though—I’ll ask somebody else. Hey, Rick? Look at this rubber. What should I do?” Rick shrugged. “Take off the rubber. Fuck his hole raw.” “Fuck yeah,” said Santiago. “Just breed that fuckin’ uptight faggot.” I looked back at our boy. “So tell me, boy: Should the three of us just bareback that sweet fuckhole of yours?” Dylan was screaming again, shaking his head back and forth, trying his best to fight his restraints. “Sorry, buddy—I really can’t hear what you’re saying. I guess we’re just gonna go with the majority, OK? Which means I’m gonna pound my cum deep inside you.” And with that, I ripped off the rubber and shoved my raw dick into Dylan’s partied-up butt. I leaned into him, looking directly into his eyes as I began to pump in and out of him with long strokes. He was starting to cry, but that just made my dick harder. “Don’t cry, buddy,” I said to him. “We’re only gonna fill your butt with three raw loads, that's all. You love bareback sex, don’t you?” “Well, at least part of him does,” Rick said, pointing to Dylan’s cock. It was rock-fucking-hard. “Your dick’s pretty hard, Dylan,” I said to him. “I guess some people might call this a rape. But what do you call it when you're raping a cunt that secret loves it?” I noticed that Rick and Santiago were starting to get naked, quietly unveiling the biohazard tats on their chests. And as I expected, Dylan saw the tattoos almost immediately, his eyes going wild with distress as he tried to yell through the muzzle. “I think he kinda likes the biohazard symbol,” said Santiago. "That makes two of us, Dylan," said Rick. "I'm glad to see you're so open-minded about taking our poz cocks bareback, even though we're not on meds." Either Dylan was exhausted or losing his voice, because he hardly made a whimper when he heard that. He just closed his eyes and quietly took my dick. A few moments later, as my pace quickened and my balls tightened, I leaned closer to Dylan. “I’m about to blow a fuckin’ load, boy. Where do you want it?” Now he was crying in earnest, still shaking his head back and forth, still making the occasional whimper. I turned to Rick. “I’m not sure, but I think he said he wants my cum in his hole.” “Yeah, that’s what I heard. Knock him up.” And then Santiago chimed in: “Fuck yeah, dude. Poz that sweet little butt.” At that, I felt Dylan’s hole clench. “His hole just squeezed around my cock. I think that means he’s consenting.” “Fuck yeah it does. Go for it,” Rick said. “Get this boy fuckin’ pregnant. Rape him full of the bug.” I turned back to Dylan. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? My unmedicated poz cum seeping into your bloodstream?” Dylan just closed his eyes and tried to say something. “I really wish I knew what you were telling me, boy. You must be begging for my toxic load in your sweet little hole. You wanna get loaded up, boy? I certainly hope so, ‘cuz I’m breeding you—I’m fuckin’ breeding you, bitch. Hear that, fag? Yeah? You like it? You hungry for some poz seed? That’s what I thought you said. YOU LOVE IT. Well, open wide, faggot, ‘cuz I’m pozzing your sweet neg hole right…fucking…now.” And just like that, I force-bred Dylan with a giant load of my poz cum. He was clearly in shock as I pulled my cock out of his hole—eyes glazed over, mouth wide open. Rick climbed onto the bed and immediately thrust his poz dick into our freshly bred boy, laughing when he saw the near-catatonic expression on Dylan’s face. “I think this kid is speechless with gratitude,” he said, slowly working his cock in and out of our new cumpig. “So let’s make him more grateful. Don’t we have a little something to brighten his day?” “Of course we do,” I replied, taking a few prepared rigs out of my bag. Then I leaned closer to Dylan. “Listen, boy: You want to take our raw dicks, don’t you? Well, this will make it easier for you to be our poz cumdump. But if we’re going to do this, I need you to sit very, very still, OK? Because otherwise you’ll just hurt yourself. Do you understand? That means no struggling, boy. Got it?” As I was saying that, Rick placed a blindfold over Dylan’s eyes, then a tourniquet on his arm, all while keeping his cock lodged deep in the boy’s hole. Then he spoke to Dylan. “We need you to nod for us, boy. Let us know that you understand. You need to be still. Perfectly still. Got it?” A pause, followed by a slow nod from Dylan. “Good boy,” I said. “Now, you’re going to feel a little pinprick in your arm. Again, do not move your arm. Just keep your arm still.” During this little speech, I was busy inserting Dylan’s rig in my arm, capturing some of my blood in the chamber. Then I lined up that same syringe with a vein in Dylan's forearm. “Such a good boy,” I assured him. “OK, here’s the pinch. Stay still.” I inserted the dirty needle in his vein, then pulled it back to mix his blood with mine. “You’re being very good, boy. Just stay like you are.” It only took a few more seconds to push the contents of that fat rig—including a fresh infusion of my poz blood—into the boy’s bloodstream, remove the needle, and release the tourniquet. There was a sharp intake of breath from Dylan. Then Rick moaned. “Dude,” he said. “I love fucking a boy’s hole when he gets slammed up, because his butt gets about 10 degrees warmer as soon as you administer that hit.” As Dylan began a violent coughing fit, Rick’s eyes rolled back and he groaned. “Fuckin’ A. His cunt is convulsing with every cough. I’m not gonna last long inside this boy.” As for Dylan, after a few moments of near-panic, he began to relax. His head tilted back, his mouth opened up. He let out a deep moan. As soon as Rick heard that sound emerge from Dylan, he started working the boy's hole—and with every thrust inside that furry slammed-up cunt, moan sounded a little more like a hungry growl. I leaned closer to Dylan. “OK, slampig. How do you feel about raw cock now?” He paused, then slowly shook his head a few times, just like before. Then another pause. And as Rick’s cock plunged its full length into his hungry butt, Dylan started slowly nodding. “Wait—is that a yes, boy? Are you trying to tell me that you want raw dick?” He nodded again, more vigorously this time. “Is that slam making you hungry, boy? Hungry to get pounded and bred and pozzed?” This time, the nod was almost violent. I could even hear him yelling “Yes” through the fabric. “OK, boy,” I continued, “If we let you speak again, are you going to accept what we’re giving you? Are you going to be a grateful and obedient fuckhole?” Another nod. “Well, here’s your test. When I take this fabric out of your mouth, the first thing I want to hear is ‘Please knock me up.’ Got it?” A nod. “Good boy. Now do it.” I started to remove the makeshift muzzle, and I could hear him saying the phrase through the muffled fabric already. Over and over he said it—“please knock me up,” “please knock me up.” In fact, for those first 30 minutes of speaking, with that giant slam still rushing through his bloodstream, “please knock me up” appeared to be the only thing he knew how to say. And that was just fine, because getting knocked up was the only thing he really needed to do that night. I laid down next to him and whispered in his ear. “So tell me the truth: you’ve always wanted to be a cumpig. Isn’t that right, boy?” “Yes,” he replied. “I wanted cum so bad. Raw dick. Uninhibited fucking. I’ve been so scared, but I’m not scared anymore.” “Good boy. You shouldn’t be scared. You should be proud. Proud to take raw dick, proud to be a true bottom—a bottom who surrenders everything to his top—and above all, proud to be free from the fear of getting pozzed. You remember those dudes fucking in the shower?” "Yeah. That was fuckin' hot." "Well, those are my friends. I set that whole thing up. I asked them to do that in front of you, because I knew it would activate your inner cumpig. I knew it would get you thinking about raw cock, about anonymous dick, about embracing the needs of that hungry fuckin' cunt of yours." I took off Dylan’s blindfold. His pupils were enormous, but his eyes shone with an odd combination of happiness and hunger. “Thank you,” he said to me. “Thank you for giving me what I needed, even before I knew that I needed it.” We fell into a deep kiss just as Rick’s body shuddered violently, his dick delivering pulse after pulse of poz cum inside this slammed-up boy’s hungry hole. Dylan let out another groan, whispered "Thank you so much, you fuckin' stud," and went back to making out with me. Finally I sat up, looking him deep in those jet-black pupils. “One more question, boy. After the three of us breed you, what are you gonna do?” He shot me a devilish little grin. “You mean…other than hunting for more loads?” “Good answer,” I said with a laugh. “And if you think you’re hungry now, you have no idea what’s coming. Because it won’t be long before we’ll slide another needle in your arm to get you even nastier and trashier, you twisted fuckin’ pig.” With that, Rick waved his cock over Dylan’s face, all slicked up with a heavy coating of fresh cum. And without saying another word—like any good pair of pigs—Dylan and I helped each other lick that poz dick clean. MORE TO COME…

PART 3 Conrad looked up at me and smiled. His legs were still wide open, and a pearl-size drop of cum escaped his hole. I pushed it in with my finger, and he moaned. “Sit up, boy,” I said. “Take three nice hits off the pipe for your big bro. I’m gonna get us ready for a night at the baths.” I heard the click of the lighter as I grabbed a white jockstrap from the laundry basket, giving it a quick smell and catching a whiff of cum, sweat, and piss in the fabric pouch. I threw it to Conrad. “Here, bud—wear this,” I said. “It’s only slightly used.” He nodded as a dense cloud billowed from his mouth. Meanwhile, I grabbed my playkit, threw on a T-shirt, and pulled my gym shorts over my cock—still rock-hard and glistening with fresh poz seed. The mesh fabric strained around my erection, pulling on the elastic and revealing just a little bit of the thick patch of hair above my cock. I heard the boy hit the pipe a second time, then a third, as I prepared another dose of G in the kitchen. I brought him the dose as he exhaled smoke from his nose like a regular chemwhore. “Drink up,” I said, “then put on those shorts. But leave your tank top here, OK? I want everybody to see my lil’ bro’s hot fuckin’ body.” He nodded, gulping at the G-laced soda before pulling his shorts over the jockstrap. The waistline landed about one-third of the way down his bubble butt, revealing a bright-white band of elastic. “Good boy,” I said, lighting up the pipe and sharing the smoke with him in a deep, hungry kiss. “Now let’s go feed your hot little butt.” He practically ran to the bathhouse, stopping every 50 feet or so to keep his shorts from slipping to the ground. Finally I grabbed his hand, unbuttoned the top button, and let the shorts fall. He shot a worried glance my way. “Don’t worry, bud,” I said with a triumphant grin, opening the front doors to the bathhouse. “Nobody here’s gonna complain.” My buddy Rick was on duty at the ticket window. As Conrad and I approached, he gave the kid a once-over and laughed. “Holy shit, dude,” he said to me. “This one's gonna be good.” “It already is,” I said, showing him one of my fingers slick with cum from Conrad’s hole. Rick practically licked his chops. (He was one of my regular top buddies, and he especially loved sprinkling a layer of T on his raw poz dick and sliding it inside a faggot’s wrecked, dripping cumhole.) As he secured a room for us, I glanced back at the guys standing in line. All of them craned their necks to see my boy leaning against the counter in his jockstrap. I pulled his ass apart, revealing a trickle of cum running down his leg. That earned a few grunts of piggy appreciation. Then I whispered in my lil’ bro’s ear: “Keep spreading it, boy. Be proud of your hunger.” He nodded eagerly, reaching back and showing off his smooth, knocked-up boyhole. One of the dudes in line responded with a single word: “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” “The sling room is taken,” said Rick. “But I’m pretty sure you’ll be invited there at some point.” (He gave the word “point” a little extra emphasis, followed by a wink.) “Anyway, I managed to get a deluxe room for you. Come on through and let me check your bags.” We walked through the security door, and I put my playkit on the counter. Rick opened it up. I'd packed everything I might need for a night of poz-fucking: a row of prepared points, a large dimebag full of T, a needleless syringe for administering booty bumps, and a water bong. “Looks good to me,” he said with a smirk. Then he leaned over the counter and lowered his voice. “I’m off at 6 am. You’re welcome to come by my place when you’re done here.” Rick often hosted a group at his place on Sunday mornings. It was always a good crowd—mostly because he would recruit the hottest partyboys from the bathhouse by giving them a glimpse of his big dick while “checking their bags.” I gave him a nod. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “He’ll be very ready for you by that...point.” “Point taken,” said Rick with a smirk. “Now get to work.” As Conrad and I began walking down the hallway toward our room, I put my arm around his shoulder, bringing my mouth close to his ear. “If you see anything you like, just let me know. OK, buddy?” “Yes, big bro,” he answered, causing my cock to nearly spring out of my shorts. We walked past the hot tub, where some kid sat on the edge, legs dangling in the water, his hole eagerly riding a Daddy's raw cock. The kid was clearly tweaked out of his mind, and I could hear the top muttering a steady stream of pigtalk as the kid bounced hungrily on his dick. Conrad stopped and stared. “Don’t worry, buddy,” I said. “That’s nothing compared to what you’re in for.” We turned the corner. Ahead of us, leaning against the wall, a furry guy in his mid- to late 20s stood watching the men walk by. He was wearing nothing but a towel and a camouflage ballcap. I thought to myself: this is what Conrad might look like in a few years. The dude sported a little more muscle, a spray of hair across his pecs, and a clear treasure trail leading from his abs to the towel wrapped around his waist. But that's not what really caught my attention. No: what caught my attention was the giant red-and-black biohazard tattoo just above his left nipple. And then something happened that blew my fucking mind. Conrad saw the dude standing there, let out a little whimper, and made a beeline for this total fuckin’ stranger. And without a word, he placed his tongue on the guy’s nipple...giving the biohazard tat a long, slow lick. The dude grinned, placed his hand on the back of Conrad’s head, and encouraged him to keep worshiping the mark of poz brotherhood. Then he looked over at me. “This your boy?” he said. “Fuck yeah,” I answered. “I’m Sloan. This is Conrad.” “Jason here,” he said. “But before we go any further, he needs to be clear on one thing.” “What’s that? “My tattoo isn’t gonna give him what he wants. Only one thing is gonna do that.” He pulled the towel away from his waist, and his fat uncut cock swung forward, its head grazing my lil’ bro’s abs. Conrad whimpered again. I leaned over to give Jason a long, sloppy kiss. “Come with us,” I said. “I wanna see you help my boy earn his tattoo.” Conrad broke away from his poz-worship, and the two guys followed me to the room. Once inside, the boy dropped to his knees and began noisily and shamelessly slurping on Jason’s poz cock. Fuck yeah, I thought to myself. That G is definitely kicking in. “Goddamn,” said Jason with a laugh. “You got this kid fuckin’ blitzed, huh?” I answered with a proud nod. “Nice,” Jason said, then lowered his voice. “So…how are you guys partying?” I raised my eyebrows, then gave Jason another deep kiss as Conrad kept trying to devour his cock. “Fuck, dude,” I whispered in his ear. “That’s one of my favorite fuckin’ questions.” (As most partypigs know, the only people who ask “how you’re partying” are slammers—so Jason was not only a hot poz fucker, but a slampig too.) “Oh yeah, fucker?” he said with a smirk. “You been playing darts with this boy?” “Not yet,” I answered. “But in a few minutes, he'll be getting his first fuckin’ slam.” I took Jason’s hand and guided it to Conrad’s hole. His finger made contact with the warm seed slowly dripping from my lil’ bro’s knocked-up cunt—and with that, Jason’s eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned in appreciation. “That’s poz load #1,” I said. “My load. I got this kid high and pounded his virgin cunt full of seed. And of course he’s hungry for more.” “Of course he is,” Jason said. “Listen—I’m here with my poz Daddy, the dude who knocked me up about a year ago. We’re in the sling room. We love getting negboys on their backs, slamming ‘em up for the first time, and transforming them into little poz cumhounds. You wanna join us?” I flashed him a wolfish grin, then leaned over to kiss him again. “Couldn’t have planned it better myself,” I said. “Fuckin' A. Let’s go create a slampig.” MORE SOON…

Part 4... Moments later, we arrived at the house. We got out one by one. Jack helped me out of the truck as Chet's fucking had left me weak at the knees and dripping POZ cum down my leg. My boy raced around the car, grabbed my head, and kissed me hard. He reached around behind me and felt my gooey hole. He flipped me around and pressed me onto the hood of the car, right there in the driveway, parted my ass cheeks, and dove in, lapping at Chat's toxic cum as it dripped out of my used hole. He had NEVER rimmed me before and his tongue only made my knees weaker. Chet and Sam lifted me up and laid me down on my back on the hood of the car. My boy climbed up beside me and matched my position. He pulled his legs up and I matched him. Sam crouched by my ass and started lapping as Chet dove into my boy's hole. Jack and Kevin stood by as my boy and I took center stage. Jack peeled Kevin's tight t-shirt over his hairless muscled chest and then pulled down his shorts. Without underwear, Kevin's massive hard uncut cock and huge balls sprang into view. Jack immediately dropped to his knees and started swallowing him to the balls. My boy and I both gasped as our holes were teased by fingers and tongues. “Let's bring this party inside, gentlemen. It's getting cold out here,” murmured Jack, between gulps of Kevin's cock. The two poz studs going to town on me and my boy's hole practically threw us over their shoulders and dragged us inside. Somehow, we managed to make it upstairs to Jack's master bedroom and became a tangle of sweaty bodies, juicy cocks, and sticky precum. After a few minutes of fumbling, Jack, myself, and my boy wound up on our knees with our asses hanging over the foot of the bed. Kevin lined up behind Jack, Sam behind me, and Chet behind my boy. Kevin aimed his dick at Jack's ass as Sam and Chet speared me and my boy. The sounds of man-sex filled the room as the tops did their work. After a few minutes of pounding, Sam pulled out asking, “Think these guys can fuck as hard as they like to get fucked?” “Let's find out!” growled Jack. We all switched places as Jack filled Kevin with his manhood, and I sunk all the way into Sam with one thrust. My boy, who had never topped to my knowledge, thrust into Chet and jackrabbited his ass like a pro. I As I plowed into Sam, I got super hard knowing my boy and I were fucking POZ guys. It then dawned on me that we didn't know Kevin's status. I wondered how well Jack knew this young stud hammering away at his hole. I got my answer. “Fuck me, Kev. Fuck your old man. Fill me up!!!!” Holy shit! Kevin was Jack's SON. “Fill me up with your POZ seed!” Fuck. I was watching a POZ son fuck his own dad!!! “Your son!?!?” shouted Sam, holding his ankles as I fucked him as hard as I could. “I want a crack at that dick!” I pulled out and switched places with Kevin. He slammed in Sam's bare hole as I slid into my boss's guts. Kevin had still not spoken a word, but grunted and growled as he fucked Sam like a pro. “Give it to me. Give me your load,” Sam shouted. “No, I want it!” shouted my boy. He pulled out of Chet and laid down on top of him, ass prone and ready for Kevin. Having taken two poz studs' loads already, it was time for a third's. Kevin pulled out of Sam and thrust into my boy. Three strokes later, he was creaming my boy's hungry hole, shooting his toxic load deep. “Fuck yeah,” he finally grunted. “Want my dad's load too?” “Hell yeah. I want all of their loads.” My boy, what a cum pig. One by one, all of the guys finished off inside my boy. I was so hard I thought my dick would explode. With his hole awash in cum, I slid in last. His hole was sloppy, used, and raw. I knew I wouldn't last long and added my load to his hole in a few frenzied thrusts. As I pulled out, Jack dove into my boy's ass. He lapped up a mouthful of jizz, slid up my boy's sweaty boy, and dripped it, glob by slimy glob, into his gaping mouth. Kevin leaned in and the three of them shared a lewd cummy kiss. With a mouthful of POZ and NEG mixed cum, Kevin started lapping at his father's ass. “Think it will take this weekend, son?” Kevin grinned for a few moments before smiling and saying, “The weekend as only just started. There's lots more to cum.” To be continued?

Part 3... Jack, Chet, and Sam had all fucked my boy over and over before someone suggested we watch the sunset from a private nude beach a few miles away, owned by another of Jack's friends. We pulled on our suits, just for the car ride, grabbed some towels, and piled into Jack's SUV. Jack drove, and my boy sat next to him in the front seat. That left me, Chet, and Sam in the backseat, me squeezed between the two POZ studs. Both of them rested their hands on my thighs as we drove down the bumpy beach road. The vibrations were getting me hard and there was no way I was the only one. I was fully stiff with a wet spot on my shorts by the time we arrived at a closed rustic gate between the dunes. Sam got out and opened the gate and closed it after we'd driven through. We drove a ways further before finally reaching the beach. We stripped, went for a dip and played in the surf for a while. We sat out towels out and made a camp fire as the sun begin to set. It was gorgeous. We talked for a while as the sun went down. The guys reminisced about their college days in San Francisco. They had all fucked around and were shocked to have made it through school without catching anything and celebrated with their tattoos. Jack had gotten married and never explained the tatt to his wife. Chet told us how a boyfriend of his had pozzed him. Chet's boyfriend had been cheating on him bare in the mid-80s in New York and caught the bug then, but didn't know it. After they broke up for other reasons, Chet passed it to Sam without knowing he was POZ. They changed their tatts together some time later. The whole time they were talking, I could tell my boy was turned on. We went for one last dip and the guys took turns making out with my boy in the water. I'm sure all of them slipped their cocks inside him at least once before heading back to the sand. The fire started to die down and the chill in the air told us it was time to head back to Jack's house. My boy was sleepy, no wonder after his long hard afternoon of ass-ramming slutty fun. Still nude, we put fresh dry towels on the car seats, and climbed in. We piled into the car and he took the front seat again, leaning over with his head on Jack's shoulder. I squeezed in between Chet and Sam, their cocks lying on their furry legs. My boy had fallen asleep on Jack's shoulder and was leaning sideways taking up most of the font of the SUV. As we were approaching the dunes, a tanned stud of a boy, not older than his early 20s appeared beside the gate, opened it, and waves us through. Jack rolled down his window and leaned out to kiss him full on the mouth. This guy was beautiful, like a chiseled wholesome all-American Abercrombie model, but way he kissed Jack made me think he had a dirty side. Innocent looks are ALWAYS deceiving. 'Looks like another hunk to fuck my boy,' I thought, wondering if he might be POZ too, who he was, and how he knew Jack. Jack told him to climb on in. “Meet Kevin, guys. He'll be joining us for dinner... and maybe for dessert too... Make some room, back there.” Kevin was clothed, wearing tatty beach-bum board shorts and a tight t-shirt stretched across his bulging pecs, his hard nipples pressing against the cloth. He didn't seem to mind at all that we were all naked. We all squeezed over as Kevin scooched into the truck, but there just wasn't room. Chet hoisted me onto his lap as Kevin got in. I instantly felt Chet's cock springing to life, nestled between my ass cheeks. Kevin didn't say anything, but smiled. As we trundled down the bumpy beach road, I could feel Chet getting harder and harder. I'm sure the road was having the same effect on everyone but it was quiet in the truck as we drove along. After a few minutes, Chet was now fully hard and I could feel my ass getting sticky with his toxic precum. Both Sam and Kevin were looking out the windows, Jack was driving, and my boy was still passed out. I wriggled around on Chet's dick, as if inviting him to make the next move. He whispered into my ear, his hot breath driving me wild. “You want some of my POZ babies too?” I answered by reaching back and stroking his cock. Whenever I'm asked, I tell people I'm 95% top, but tonight my bottom side was definitely turned on. I had felt pangs of jealousy earlier watching my boy take one POZ cock after another, and I was slowly realizing I wanted some for myself. I raised myself up, as the bumpy road helped Chet's aim. One rumble and the head of his cock poked into my tight hole. I quietly gasped with the surge of sudden pain, and Jack looked back at me in the rearview mirror. I'm sure he knew what was going on, but the still-silent Kevin and Sam didn't seem to notice a thing. We rumbled along as I lowered myself slowly, inch by inch, taking more and more of Chet's cock. After what seemed like an eternity, he was fully inside of me, his balls at my ass. The feeling of fullness made me whimper. I gulped for air as the road did it's own work. Chet's breath picked up pace and he was no longer content to just be in me. With each bump, he thrust his hips forward and drove even deeper into me. He picked up his pace and I knew he would soon cum. If I didn't want to take my first POZ load, I needed to pull off now. I couldn't resist staying on his cock, and Chet couldn't resist staying quiet any longer. By now, everyone in the car, except my sleeping boy, knew what was happening. “You gonna take my load, you fucking slut? You gonna let me breed your slutty hole?” “Umm hmmm... Breed me. Breed me NOW!” That woke my boy up. He sat upright and turned around. We locked eyes as Chet fired off deep inside me, pulling my hips down onto his cock and filling me with his poison seed. Chet caught his breath as the car slowed down. We were nearing the house. Chet's cock slacked a bit and he slipped out of my cummy hole. Sam reached over and fingered me. “Looks like now we'll have two bottoms for the weekend. And two POZ cocks to fill them!” Kevin spoke for the first time, saying simply, “Three.” I wondered if he meant bottoms or POZ cocks. To be continued...

Part 2... I rose early, before my boy got up, and packed a small bag with our bathing suits, our toothbrushes, and not much else, and stuffed it into my briefcase, hoping to make a discreet exit mid-day. I got to work and made sure all of the loose ends were tied up so we could leave when Jack was ready, and head home to pick up my boy. To my surprise, just before noon, my boy walked through my door. He was wearing short tight jeans and a net t-shirt, completely out of place in a buttoned-up business office. “Jack picked me up on his way into the office this morning. I've been, erm, entertaining the stud in the mailroom for a while. Hope we weren't too noisy...” He reached his hand into the cuff of his shorts, and I knew he was fingering his hole, no doubt wet with yet another man's cum. “Ready to go?” So much for a discreet exit... I picked up my briefcase and followed my cumslut boy out of the office. All of the prudish secretaries looked at us both. I was embarrassed but turned on knowing they all knew my dirty little secret now... Jack was waiting by his fancy SUV, still in suit and tie. “Mind if your boy rides in front?” “Front or back, I'm sure he'll be happy to ride anywhere.” I threw my briefcase in the back as my boy climbed in the front. I sat in the back, watching as my boss rested his man-paw in my boy's crotch as he started the care and drove us on our way. I dozed on and off as we made our way out of the city. I awoke an hour later, not surprised to see my boy leaning across the truck and gulping down my boss's cock. I'll never know how Jack managed to keep us on the road. Jack's breathing became more and more shallow and I knew he was close. My boy's head kept bouncing up and down, faster and faster until Jack's hand forced it all the way down onto his cock, grunting and filling my boy's mouth with his seed. “We're off to a good start,” he chuckled as my boy sat back up, licking the slime off his face. A short while later, we arrived at Jack's sprawling oceanfront house. Chet and Sam must have already arrived as there were two tiny sports cars in the driveway. We parked the truck as Jack's buddies both came outside to meet us, both wearing slim tight square-cut bathing suits that left little to the imagination. Chet and Sam were both Jack's age, late 40s or early 50s, and both in peak condition. Chet was shorter that Sam, and in great shape. He looked slightly asian, tan with dark hair and brown eyes. Sam was taller and beefier with a wide brown mustache. He could have been the Marlboro man. I couldn't help but notice that both had red plus signs tattooed beneath their navels. I sprung wood realizing that they both must be POZ. “Nice tatts,” I remarked. My boy was so high on lust that he couldn't even speak. “So what have you brought us this time,” Chet asked as he drunk my boy's body in with his eyes. Sam liked what he saw, licked his lips, and started pulling my boy's t-shirt over his head. Jack smiled, and introduced us to each other and led us inside. As soon as the door was closed, the guys were all over my boy, and I sprung a hard-on simply watching. It was almost as if I was invisible. Chet and Jack pulled my boys shorts down. There in the foyer, Chet swallowed my boy's cock as Sam started tonguing and fingering his hole. “Are you still neg?” Sam asked as he stood up and aimed his cock at my boy's quivering pucker. “Not if you can help it.” Chet led my boy over to the wall and helped his buddy line up his cock, ready to fuck my boy. Jack put his paws on my shoulders and slid up behind me. “You okay with this, man?” At that point, what could I say? I knew what we were getting ourselves into before getting in the car. I nodded. I could feel my mouth going dry as I watch Sam spit on his cock and slide it forcefully into my boy's bare hole. I shared my boy's hole with friends before, some bare, and I'm sure some of them were POZ. I thought that the blond hunk in the truck last night was POZ from the way he described his HOT load, but didn't know if my boy knew that when he was breeding him. Until now, I'd never witnessed him knowingly taking POZ cock. And he was loving it, bucking around. I saw Jack pull off his shirt and saw for the first time that he had a tattoo too. His was a red minus. He saw me looking. “We all had these done in college together. Chet and Sam have had theirs... altered, shall we say, since then...” He grabbed my hand and led it tracing down his pecs and abs and over below his navel, circling it around his tattoo and then down to his cock. I jerked him a bit before lowering myself to my knees and swallowing his manhood, a cock that had seeded my boy's hole the night before. I've always been proud of my oral abilities and swallowed Jack down without a gag. “Ummm. Nice. You're almost as talented as your boy here. Sure am glad you're here.” Jack ran his fingers through my hair before lifting me up. “That's nice, but you're missing the show. You gotta watch this.” He turned me around to see Sam hammering his cock away at my boy's bare hole. He pulled away and Chet took his place, slamming in deeply and driving away. Chet fucked my boy as Sam and Jack jerked each other. Chet was leaning forward, kissing my boy's ear and neck as my boy did all he could to keep upright against the wall. “Deeper. I need it deeper. I need your POZ cock DEEPER!” Chet pulled out and took my boy's hand, leading him into the living room. Chet waved his hand over the sofa. It was nice white leather, conveniently already covered with a beach towel. “We're prepared. Wouldn't want to stain the upholstery. Sit down guys. We're going to play PASS THE CUMSLUT.” The sofa easily fit Chet, Sam, Jack, and me, our thighs pressing against each other. My boy climbed onto Chet's lap and sat right down on his cock. He bounced up and down a few times before pulling off and sitting on Sam's dick. My boy's cock was boucing all over, drooling clear sap. Jack leaned over and took his cock in his mouth, sucking all of his sweet juices into his mouth and then spitting it onto his fingers and then working them up his own ass. My boy pulled up off of Sam and sat right down on Jack's cock. Jack had his hands all over my boy's tight body and then his bouncing cock. As my boy fucked up and down, his dick was fucking Jack's hand, bringing him close to orgasm. “Fuck yeah, boy, give me that load!” My boy came in spurts all over his chest and Jack's hand. My boy pulled off and Jack spun him around and licked up what might be one of my boy's last NEG loads. Jack fingering my boy's load into his own hole as he watched the sex happening around him. My boy moved down the line, and finally showed me some attention. Facing me, he rode my cock for a minute or so, before whispering in my ear. “Sorry, but I need their loads. They've got something you can't give me... yet...” My boy kissed me hard as he pulled up and went back to the front of the line, sitting on Chet's lap again. Jack continued to jerk off, working his ass with his cummy fingers. Chet was close, and it was only a few thrusts before he was shooting his toxic load into my boy's ass. Dutifully, my boy pulled off and cleaned off Chet's dick, licking and slobbering all over his crotch, tracing the red plus sign with one hand as he fingered his puffy used hole with the other. He then moved onto Sam, facing him as he mounted his monster cock. Sam lasted longer than Chet had before adding his own dirty load to my boy's hole. Like Chet, my boy cleaned and worshipped his POZ cock, paying special attention to his tattoo before climbing onto Jack's dick. “Help a boy out,” Jack grunted at me. I stood up not knowing how to help. “He's already too loose for me. Fuck him with me!” I squatted between Jack's thighs and aimed my drooling dick at my boy's hole. I clumsily worked my dick inside next to Jack's. I could feel the guy's POZ cumloads dripping down my cock and onto my balls. The thought of my boy willingly taking all of that toxic cum sent shockwaves through my body, and I came alongside Jack's cock. The added lube sent Jack over the edge as well and he sent a bucketload of spooge deep inside my boy's hole. Four loads in my boy, half of them POZ, and it wasn't even dinner time. We cleaned up, saw the rest of the house, and headed upstairs for a brief nap. When I woke up, the clock read 6:00. The mattress beside me was cold and my boy was gone. I stumbled downstairs and out onto the deck, appreciating the ocean view before hearing grunting and splashing. I found everyone in the hot tub, my boy's ass full of Chet's POZ cock and his mouth full of Sam's. I knew it was going to be a long night. To be continued...

I knew from 13 what sex was about. I think that's old enough for tops to be allowed to use as they wish.