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Part 2: Feeling Around As we agreed on my moving in Greg helped me with my few bags I had. Once we got my bags inside Greg helped me put my things away and get settled. Once finished we headed downstairs and Greg fixed us a couple of sandwiches while we talked some more. I was getting really comfortable with him and by the bulge in his shorts I was quite certain he was enjoying having me here. I hadn't ever paid attention to a guy before but his bulge was rather evident. I tried everything I could to concentrate on the conversation but my eyes kept staring at his bulge. I also felt my own penis getting hard which confused me a lot because I had never thought about men like that before. I was certain I was straight. Before I knew it the sandwiches were gone and I was just staring at Greg while he talked. I would nod when he asked me a question and involuntarily stare at his bulge. Before I knew it he asked if I had a girlfriend and I shook my head no. He then asked if I had a boyfriend and for some reason instead of being upset or shaking my head no I just automatically replied"No Sir." Wait. What did I just say? I was confused by my own response. Greg just smiled and reached out his hand and stroked my face. I responded by leaning into his hand and moaning. What was happening to me? Greg just smiled and said"Well, maybe we can fix you having a boyfriend." His hand felt so good that I said"Yes Sir." What the hell was happening to me. Greg stood up started taking off his clothes. Before I realized it his cock was staring me in the face. It was huge. I'm guessing 10 inches long and thick. I couldn't control myself. I reached out and touched his cock. I was in a trance. As I was feeling his cock Greg slowly stroked my hair. The head of his cock started oozing precum and I instinctively took my finger and scooped it up and brought it to my mouth. Greg moaned as he continued stroking my head. Instinct took over and I opened my mouth to take his cock in. I don't know what came over me. But after his cock entered my mouth it felt natural. I slowly sucked his cock because I wasn't sure what I was doing. Greg just let me enjoy myself without ever forcing me to do anything. After sucking his cock for a few minutes my mouth was getting sore. I backed off of Greg's cock and when I looked up at Greg he was smiling. He had me stand and bent down to give me a kiss. It was so hot. His lips felt great on mine. He parted my lips with his tongue as we stood there kissing. I was vaguely aware that my penis was aching because it was so hard. Greg broke the kiss and helped me undress. He then lifted me up and carried me across the threshold into his room where my life was about to change forever.

I've always liked older hairy guys, just just how it is, love to puff up with em and breed them. So here I am a daddy to a hot boy and loving it... How did this happen? Well a couple months ago I was driving home from work, it was winter, pissing down with rain and dark early because of it. The rain was so heavy that I was driving slowly in the medium traffic so when I got to the main intersection that leads out of the city and to my small town, to find it jammed up I wasnt surprised and just settled back for the long wait. Then inching forward I noticed standing in the pooring rain a guy absolutely drenched and shivering, I watched him for a bit and he didn't seem homeless, if anything he seemed lost. I watched an asshole pull a move that sprayed water from the road across the kid and that's when I was sure he was crying. A softie at heart I pulled up close wound down my window and said "hey kid... You OK?" He didn't know what to do so I reassured him im a nice guy who just wants to help, and after some coaxing he finally came to my window. I asked again if he was alright and he burst out crying, "my parents just found out I'm Gay and kicked me out, I dobby have any money or anywhere to go, I dont know what to do". So I opened the door and told him to get out of the rain, he did it instinctively, not thinking about how dangerous it could be, but luckily I had no plans on hurting just helping. Once inside I threw him my gym towel which couldn't have smelt that great after a week, but he gladly used it to dry off and I'm pretty sure he took awiff of two. Gary boy for sure I thought. Right then the light changed and my time to get on the freeway came, so I took it, "sorry kid I had to go out I would have caused more of a jam ". I told him he could come to my place and get warm tonight and it is help him to work out what to do in the morning. I could tell he was well brought up when he said thank you sir, and was very humble. On the way home I told him i too was Gay and had been kicked out when I was a kid and that it gets better. I hoped he would see I wasn't going to harm him and genuinely just wanted to help. He slowly opened up about how he had been seen kissing a boy age his Mormon parents had freaked out. How he had nothing but the clothes on his back and a credit card his mom had slipped him as he was leaving. So I said in the mourning keys to get ya some necessities then and we'll look for somewhere for you to stay. The boy got a little more comfortable and I told him my name was Adam Jones when he said his was Billy Turner. Then he started to ask about me, my job, did I have a boyfriend, where I lived, was it alone, and I happily answered including I was single since my husband had died 4 years ago and that I lived alone. He asked what my husband was like and I happily described my hot otter hubby and how we were the same age of 41 when he had died from cancer. The boy looked sad, but I wasn't sure it was for me or for himself, so I moved the conversation on, asking if the boy he kissed was his boyfriend. He giggled and said no, he didn't really like him but wanted to kiss a guy so bad since he was 18 and still hadn't done it. "so you're a virgin?" I asked a bit too directly and he turned red ages said yes. I reassured him some more and he was just admitting that because of his sheltered upbringing he didn't know very much about Gay sex at all, when I turned into my drive and we ran inside. Once in my my nice modern bungalow I showed him around and where the spare room and first bathroom were. Told him to give me his clothes so I could put them in the dryer while he showered and I made some dinner. To my surprise without hesitation he stripped buck naked and did just as he was told. That was the first moment I had a real good look at him, athletic little lean muscular twink otter with a hairy chest and fuzzy ass. My cock twitched, this is not my type at all I thought as he turned and headed to the bathroom. I dismissed the thought with it must have been too long since I got laid as I put his stuff in the dryer. 20 minutes later id decided not to cook and to get pizza delivered when the kid came back out wearing what was clearly a pair of my far too big shorts and a tshirt. I laughed at the cute look and said what are you doing. "I didn't think mine would be dry yet and yours seemed so comfy" "fair enough" I agreed and told him about the pizza then I grabbed two beers and we headed to the living room. I offered him one and he was surprised, he'd never had alcohol before, but after telling him to take it slow he was quick to sit on the couch seat closest to my recliner. What followed was a little awkward silence until the alcohol started to hit the kid abs he started telling me all about his fucked up family and religion, and how all he knew was when he looked at guys he got hard and and not once with girls even with his girlfriend that he convinced he wanted to wait for marriage... Until they broke up. The pizza soon arrived and once we were back in his seats the kids questions started to come out. Starting from simple things like where to meet guys and losing, it slowly got more graphic as I answered honestly. Soon I was explaining about blow jobs and anal sex, top and bottom, and then he asked what I liked. I explained I'm a top and that I like bareback sex, about how condoms made me go limp, about how i was poz undetectable and what that meant for bottom guys, and how I loved to breed guys. I told him I was usually into men my age and that it had been a while since I'd been with someone. Billy was curious to know how to tell if he was a top or a bottom and I happily explained sometimes you don't know until you do it, sometimes you sorta have to be bottom because your dick is small, and sometimes guys work it out buy playing with their own asses when they wank. The alcohol had the kid being far too honest when he admitted that his dick was only four inches and he loved to play with his ass... And that didn't just make my cock twitch... It grew a little. When he asked I proudly answered 10"uncut and thick, and that bottoms loved it. He was quick to say he'd love to see it and I laughed, saying maybe someday. Soon the conversation was back on him and what it was like to bottom for the first time. I explained how it usually hurt a lot the first time, but that if you had the guts to keep it inside until the pain passed it would start to feel good soon after. I explained how big cocks hurt more but felt better because they get your prostate. And how bareback with silicone lube felt the best because rubbers and water based lube would easily dry out and start hurting. I offered how lots of guys would drink or use other things to help them take it, like pot or meth or poppers. And although his first response was "I don't want to do drugs" he kept asking n more now details including if I ever did them and what I liked. I explained how I enjoyed a little puff with someone nice as long as I had a viagra because it would often screw up a tops hard on. And how I was careful not to do it too often but that it was a huge amount of fun when I did. And then came the big question... "do you think I'm good looking... Sir?" My cock stirred some more and I thought, fuck it, let's see if I can get this virgin ass. "yeah, you're cute as hell, not my normal type, but very hot. You wouldn't want this old guy though especially not to puff up and loose your virginity". Billy turned red. I smiled and was about to change the subject when he blurted out "yes I would, you're like my dream man". I smiled a big smile, and said "why don't you come sit on my lap here boy... And we'll talk about it some more". To be continued

------- Chapter 6.5 - Daddy ------- The semester was coming to a close and Ric didn't want it to end. He would be heading back home for the summer and while he wanted to see his friends there, he didn't want to leave his friends out west either. His visits with Joe had become more frequent, even if they were just overnight or day visits now. He now had a group of friends at school rivaling the number he had back home. Many of them were fuck buddies and many were carrying his bug. The one he was going to miss the most was Mateo. He finally spoke the words a week earlier when he'd worked up the courage to tell him. They had been getting closer and finally Ric told Mateo that he loved him. The sex they had that night was the most passionate yet, made better by Mateo telling him the same thing. But they would only be together for a few more weeks before the summer break and he hoped he would still have a boyfriend when the fall semester started. He knew long distance relationships rarely lasted. Sunday afternoon they were on the bed, intertwined and trying to study when Ric heard the familiar chirp from his work phone. He reached over and pulled it out of his backpack and glanced over the notification. "Why do you have two phones, Ric?" Mateo asked. Ric had tried to figure out how to let Mateo know about his side jobs. Mateo was OK with him having sex with other guys, but he wondered how he'd take him getting paid for it. Or the porn videos he had done. "Uh, one is my work phone" Ric said calmly. He was about to explain when he heard "Work phone? I didn't know you had a job." While he'd been able to keep most of it quiet over the year, he had to be honest with Mateo and this seemed like a good time to tell him the last of his secrets. It was just the two of them in the dorm room and the door was closed. "Uh... yeah, I do. I've had two this year. I hope it won't change your impression of me..." Ric started to say. Mateo turned to him, setting his tablet down and waiting for Ric to tell him more. "Oh? Why?" he asked. "I was in a few videos last year... adult videos. I stopped when some guys recognized me" Ric said. "Wow. I always thought you looked hotter than the guys I'd see in porn clips. I guess I was watching the wrong ones. So I got porn star cum inside me now?" Mateo asked. "Mmhmm, but I don't think of myself as a star. I just did four scenes before I gave it up" Ric replied. "You said two jobs. What was the other?" Mateo asked. Ric took a deep breath and told him "I escort." "You what? Guys pay you for sex? Or women?" Mateo asked, sounding even more surprised. "Yeah... mostly guys but a few couples. I really don't like to have sex with women but if its a couple and they pay enough..." Ric said, trying to figure out if Mateo was OK with it. A few seconds later, Mateo looked at him grinning "Fuck, that's so cool. I've had a couple guys offer me money to fuck but I didn't have the guts to do it." Ric grinned back at him, saying "I'll keep that in mind the next time I get a request for two guys. I'd love to fuck a guy with you, whether we get paid for it or not." Ric picked up his work phone again and looked at the message. "Hi. I would like to meet again when I am out there for business this week. I will be available after 9pm on tuesday-thursday. Please let me know if you will be available then" the email said. He showed it to Mateo and said "Here's one that just came in. Twenty five percent chance anything comes from it, even though we've met before." "How many guys message you?" Mateo asked and Ric popped back to the main message list and scrolled down a few times showing him the recent message threads. "Damn... you're popular. I'm surprised you have any time for me" Mateo said. Ric said "Most messages only lead to gigs about ten percent of the time because I don't let it run my life. You, friends and school take priority. That's one rule my friend Joe taught me. He's the one that got me to escort too. I filled in when he couldn't go." A moment later, Ric replied to the client's message - "Hi, thanks for your message. I am available Tues or Wed at that time. How long of a meeting are you looking for?" Each message gave more information and Ric explained to Mateo "His messages show he's done this before, besides our two previous ones. And now he wants to talk, rather than leave an email trail. Do you mind if I call him now?" "Not at all. Do you want me to leave while you talk to him?" Mateo asked. "No, stay here. I don't want to hide this from you any more" Ric replied. The conversation only lasted a few minutes and Ric had a much better idea of what the guy wanted. He didn't put it on speaker to let Mateo hear, since other people could have overheard through the thin walls. Ric filled Mateo in on the parts he couldn't hear. "He's looking for sex and some role play. He's an older guy, I usually bottom, bareback is preferred and he knows I'm poz, which seems to turn him on. This time he wants me to be in control and top, a son fucking his daddy. I'm going to meet him Tuesday at his hotel at ten PM. I'll get a call earlier that day to confirm and with the room number" Ric told him quietly. "So it turned out? Cool!" Mateo said, seeming to be more excited about it than Ric. "Maybe. We're now up to sixty or seventy percent chance. If I hear from him on Tuesday then we're up to ninety-five percent. If he opens the door then its ninety-nine. I don't count on anything until I walk out of the room with money in my pocket. A few have tried to screw me and a few more have gotten cold feet. One was so scared we just talked for an hour. He actually hired me again and it turned out damn good" Ric said. "I want to hear all the juicy details after you meet him" Mateo said, getting more excited by the moment. "Sorry, I never share what happens with clients. Its another rule Joe told me. I might say a few things but I won't say anything that might identify him or much more than if I top or bottom. If these guys think I'm telling anyone, then I'll never see them again and they might tell others that I can't be trusted. Joe and I don't compare notes either unless it was a really bad meet. Paul too." "Paul? Warehouse party Paul?" Mateo asked. "Shit. Uh, yeah. Don't say anything but he escorts too. I've done three or four jobs with him. But those are the only two guys I know. Anyway... we don't talk about clients, except who to avoid" Ric said. "You've talked about Joe a lot. I used to think he was your boyfriend" Mateo said. Ric chuckled before saying "Nah. He's got a partner and I used to worry his partner would be jealous of us. We're more like brothers than anything. He's the one that took my virginity. And he pozzed me. And taught me a ton of stuff. You should meet him next time I visit them. Just be prepared to get your brains fucked out. They're always horny." "Like you aren't. He pozzed you? Did you know?" Mateo asked. "Yeah, he told me before. I asked him to fuck me bare and later to breed me, but I was naive and didn't really know what I was asking. I don't regret it, though. I have a deep connection to some guys like you and him because of it" Ric said pulling him close. Tuesday night Ric showed up at the hotel room and knocked. The discussion about the roleplay earlier in the day surprised Ric. Their previous meets had always been daddy/son with the client being a top. This time the client wanted to reverse it and bottom for an aggressive son getting revenge on his abusive dad. "Get as rough as you can" the client told him. Having remembered his first gig with Paul, he had the client pick a safe word to make sure he didn't go too far. The client started the role play by opening the door and roughly pulling Ric in. The client was just wearing his underwear, a pair of well used white briefs. A layer of mostly gray hair covered his chest and some darker hair was on his arms and legs. The beard that he had on their other meets was gone and only a bushy mustache remained on his face. There was one well worn armband tattoo on his upper right arm and a small earring in his left ear. "Where the fuck have you been, son?" the client barked. "What do you care? All you're interested in is that whore you picked up in the bar. Does he suck you as good as I used to?" Ric replied, pushing the client toward the bed. "You show some respect or I'm gonna beat that ass again" the client said, showing some anger in his voice. "Those days are fuckin over. I'm not going to be your cunt boi anymore. My friends told me it's time for me to show you who's the real boss in this fucked up family" Ric snarled back. "Friends? A pathetic little fag like you has friends? Hah!" the client said back. "Yeah, where do you think I spend all my time so I don't have to listen you try and keep it hard enough to fuck your cumdump of a boyfriend" Ric growled back, giving another shove to the client and making him fall back on the bed. Ric let out a menacing laugh telling him "Yeah, I bet you spend a lot of time like that, praying that someone will be desperate enough to fuck that sorry ass of yours." Ric pulled his tee shirt off and kicked off his shoes. A few seconds later, he was bending over the bed, leaning over the client. Ric didn't really like demeaning his sex partners, but this was what the client had asked for, along with a hard fuck where the client got bred. He'd spent most of the day trying to come up with things to say and do for the session, even surfing porn for ideas. "I don't have any problems finding guys to fuck. All you know how to do is bend over and beg for dick" the client growled back. "You'd be surprised. There's lots of guys that know what my dick feels like, wrecking their ass. Wanna see?" Ric said, derisively. He reached down and rolled the client over the corner of the bed and slapped his ass hard. "What the fuck you think you're doing?" the client yelled out. "Showin you what a good fuck is. Now spread those legs!" Ric barked. He reached down and ripped the back of the briefs open, showing the client's hairy ass and crack. Ric unzipped his jeans, pushing them down and then kicking them to the side. The pills had made sure that his dick was hard and it was stretching his jockstrap almost to the breaking point. He squeezed his cock out of the side of the jock and ripped the opening on the briefs wider. "What? Fuck... No!!! I ain't gonna be your bottom bitch" the client cried out. "Yeah you are. And this is just the start. From now on, you're gonna be the one getting fucked whenever I need to pound some hole" Ric said, adding a sinister laugh. One hand pushed down on client's lower back and the other Ric used to spread the client's butt apart, revealing the pink hole and the hair that surrounded it. He spit over the hole twice before forcing a finger into the slightly tight hole. He pushed a second finger in, twisting it around. "FUCK! STOP!!!! You can't do this to your dad!" the client yelled back, trying to wiggle away from the pressure of Ric's hand. "Sure I can. Just think of all those times you raped me. What was it? A hundred times or two after mom left when she caught you fucking the landscaping guy? Now it's payback time!" Ric growled. He added a third finger and twisted back and forth a few times, catching his fingernail a couple times. He heard the client groan and he laughed again. Ric yanked his hand free, spat again and shoved his hard shaft into the throbbing hole. He finally broke through on the fourth jab. "FUCK! You better have a condom on... I don't know where that dick's been" the client cried out. "You never used one on me... so I'm gonna fuck you bare too" Ric said, pulling his cock out and stuffing it back in. "FUCK!!! FUCK!!!!" the client yelled out again. "Yeah? I was going to just piss into your hole, but if you want me to fuck, I will" Ric told the client, laughing again. Only a couple inches were inside the hole, but that was going to change quickly. Another few stabs and half of his cock was ripping into the soft chute. "Bigger than that little stub that you have, isn't it daddy?" Ric asked. He didn't wait for a reply and thrust in again, driving deeper into the hole and feeling the client pant from the brutal intrusion. Ric slowly pulled back, leaving just the head inside. He heard the client whimpering and hoped he wasn't being too rough. While the client had picked a safe word earlier, he hadn't used it. "Oh god... No... please..." the client begged, but Ric shoved in. This time, instead of just leaving his cock buried inside the client's hole, he began plowing with long strokes. The guy never got less than half of his cock and usually more. It took a while, but the precum Ric was leaking finally let him fuck faster. The whimpers got louder as Ric began to pound the client's ass. "Come on, daddy, take it like a man! Isn't that what you used to tell me when I started to whimper like a pup?" Ric said. He gave a hard shove and the client cried out again. "You want it all? Or is this deep enough?" Ric asked. He heard a loud gasp followed by the client groaning out "Oh god... you got more?? It fuckin hurts... add more lube!" "Nah... this feels good. Just enough precum to lube it but still let my cock tear up that cunt. I want you to feel this fuck for a few days" Ric growled. He started to pound faster, feeling his balls tingle as they readied their payload. "Oh god... Oh god... please... slow down" the client begged. "Slow down? Yeah, I'll slow down after I knock this hole up" Ric snarled back. "Oh fuck NO!!! Pull out! Don't cum in me... PLEASE!" he heard from the bottom. Ric gave another sinister laugh. "Pull out? Fuck no! I never do. How else are you gonna get all my poz swimmers into that fertile cunt?" Ric said. His cock swelling and the thrusts getting slower. "What? Poz what? Oh FUCK! PULL OUT!!!" the guy begged. When he walked into the hotel earlier, he wasn't sure about breeding the client. He'd told him that he was poz and not on meds, but the client had brushed the comment off. Without the safe word being mentioned and him getting as close to orgasm as he was, he decided to go for it. "NO Fuckin way, daddy. If I'm charged up, you should be too. Let me knock up the whore too if he's not already. I don't want to count on you doing it, you'd probably fuck that up too" Ric said as he drove in one more time while his cock unleashed eight strong pulses of cum. Ric was surprised at how hard he came. He never thought this was a scenario that would turn him on like it did. He'd fucked a lot of guys, some of them just as rough if not harder and had gotten verbal about it, but he'd never treated a bottom like this. When the last spurts had pumped his seed into the client, he waited a few moments before pulling his softening cock out. Ric grabbed a small towel and wiped his cock off as he looked over the client who was still laying on the bed, face down. The towel showed how badly he'd torn up the guy and he hoped the client wasn't having regrets about the session. "Fuck... that was hot" the client said after finally rolling over. Ric smiled back at him as he reached for his jeans. "I haven't been used like that in a long time. My partner just isn't into it. I was surprised when you agreed. You don't seem like the type that would do it, but I liked how you got into the role" the client said. "I hope I was ok. It was my first time doing that kind of scene. Most guys that want a daddy/boy scene want something a lot tamer. Or like our previous meetings, daddy fucking the son. Uh... as I said this afternoon... I am poz and detectable, so depending on your status you might want to hit up the clinic" Ric said, pulling his tee on. The client chuckled. "I'll roll the dice and see what happens. Nothin happened when I fucked you the other times we met, so it was time to see if the risk really made it hotter" he said. The client got up and opened a dresser drawer and pulled out an envelope before grabbing the other one that had been on the table when Ric walked in. "Here's your fee and a bit extra. I really had fun today. I want to do something like this next time I'm out here too. Thanks" the client said. Ric took the envelopes and put them in his back pocket. "Thanks. You know where you can find me for next time. It doesn't have to be like this one, I can charge you up with a normal fuck. Just ask my real dad" he told the guy before walking to the door. The shower Ric took back in the dorm was long and hot. He thought about the meeting with the client and decided that it was good to try something new and he enjoyed the physical part of the meet, he just wasn't sure about treating another guy like that, even as role play. Like he told the client, there were plenty of other ways to fuck and knock up a guy. He wandered over to Mateo's room and found him studying. "How'd the job go?" he asked. "Good. Not sure he'll be neg much longer, but it paid well and the client liked it. I hope he will want to meet again after he's poz. Uh, Mateo. Are you busy this Saturday?" Ric asked. "Just studying, why?" he replied. "I'd like you to meet my friends Joe and Kyle. I know there will be some sex and good food, but I don't know what else they have planned" Ric said. Mateo smiled and nodded back to him. Ric tapped on the door just like he had a every time he'd gone over to visit since he'd moved out for college. It was two days before his flight home for the summer and he wanted to see Joe and Kyle one more time before the summer break. The door opened and Joe stood there naked looking closely at his guests. There was a grin on his face as he invited them in. "Joe, this is my boyfriend Mateo. Mateo, this is Joe, the brother I wished I had" Ric said. ----------- END -----------

Chapter 3: Daddy As we entered the bedroom Greg kissed me again. He laid me down gently and then laid down beside me. We kissed some more and my hand soon found their way to Greg's cock. As we kissed I stroked his cock loving how it felt in my hand. Greg moaned into my mouth as we continued kissing. Greg broke the kiss and had me to continue to lay on my back. He then put his body over mine but in a reverse position. He told me this was the 69 position. He told me just to relax and open my mouth. As I did he lowered his cock into my mouth. He only put a couple of inches in to allow me to get used to the size of his cock. In the meantime Greg stroked around my penis but never touching it. I was so excited that I almost cum without my penis being touched. Greg sensed this and lightly squeezed my balls to keep me from coming. As more saliva built up in my mouth Greg's cock slid in a little more. I was so lost in lust that I didn't even notice my mouth being sore. All I could concentrate on was Greg's cock in my mouth. After getting a little over half of Greg's cock in my mouth he pulled out and turned around and kissed me again. I couldn't get enough of him. Greg suddenly stopped kissing me and looked at me with sadness. I asked him " what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He said "No baby. Not at all. I like you but there's something you need to know about me. I am HIV positive.". Now I'm not completely naive. I know what HIV is. Part of me was scared and wanted to run. The other part of me was so excited that I didn't care. That part won out. I looked at him and without saying a word I initiated a kiss with him while reaching for his cock. Greg was stunned but didn't resist. He started kissing me back heavily. He broke the kiss after a few minutes and asked if I was sure. I nodded my head yes. He looked at me and said that in the gay lifestyle since he was older that he would be a Daddy and I would be his boy or in some instances son. He asked me if there was anyone I should be worried about disappointing if I were to submit to him. I thought about my parents and our relationship and thought screw it. I looked him in the eyes and said" I'm all yours Daddy.".

Was so horny a few weekends ago and just knew I needed to finally try a cock, so I went on grindr and found a guy that wanted to fuck rn. Without even hesitating I sent my address(never done that before) and said come fuck me. 20mins later he was at my house and his cock in my throat, after I got it nice and sloppy he pushed me on my bed and just pushed his cock straight into my pre lubed hole. It was everything I ever dreamed it would be, he fucked hard and fast until he was done. Then left, my only regret is I could get anymore dick after.

Part 41 - The New Year He was the last person Asa expected to see entering the gallery, it took a moment for him to realise that under the baseball cap and glasses was Max. Asa stood there with his hands on his hips showing half his body off and laughing at his disguise unsure what to make of what Max had become. Next to him stood a man oozing masculinity and sex appeal that had Asa all flustered until he focused back to Max. It didn't go unnoticed by Nick who now found himself floating off in some trance staring at the attractive, rough and flirty looking guy. David had gone over already to say hello to Max and met Nick, who was paying less interest in them and instead focusing on the artist unable to take his eyes off the guy. "Hello Asa!" Max said standing there smiling at him. "Hello?" Asa exclaimed folding his arms, "Is that all you have to say?" he asked. Max shrugged "What do you want me to say?" he asked as David went over to a customer. "Like... Sorry Asa, sorry for jacking my job in and leaving you in the lurch" Asa suggested. Max felt ashamed "David can finish organising your viewing. And you pestered me to go get him!" he said. Nick stood there listening intently "Asa this is Nick, crown protection officer" Max added. Asa now standing close noticed the muscular build and smirked "Where is the cute one that came last time?" he asked. "That is Prince Alexander's protection officer" Max said as they shook hands. "You fancy me Nick?" Asa asked brazenly seeing Nick was a little tongue tied staring at him. "Asa!" Max exclaimed, "I hope you will tidy yourself up when you paint the prince" he said changing the subject. Asa shrugged "Yeah suppose I will have to put proper clothes on" he replied as David returned. Nick wandered off looking at some paintings "Yeah he proper fancies me!" Asa said smirking. Max shook his head smiling "Trust me that guy could snap you like a twig, I know!" he said trailing off. Asa leaned in "You dirty little fucker, screwing the help" he said grabbing Max's arse and pinching it hard. Max slapped his hand away "When you two have finished!" David said happy to see Max. Asa picked up satchel "I have to go, home with parents for new year" he said, "See you in Monrovia I guess?". Max nodded "You will stay in touch Asa?" he asked and Asa nodded kissing him on the cheek. Nick felt like the air had been sucked out of his body as he looked at the paintings coming across a few that Asa had painted. The brashness of the way he talked to him had knocked Nick for six, it wasn't that though, it was those fucking eyes that looked like they were sexing Nick before they were even introduced. Asa walked out of the gallery and turned to have a sneaky peek at Nick again. It was short and bittersweet for them both, Max loved working for David and the gallery and David had grown to rely on Max a lot. He was happy for him and knew instantly when Max and the prince had their little altercation that night they were going to be together. So it came as no surprise for David when Max resigned his position and David told him he was always welcome to come back if he ever wanted a job and not to cut David out completely. He was to keep in touch and if he found himself working in the art world David wanted to collaborate with him. Max shook hands with David and called Nick over, putting on the baseball cap and glasses David laughed as they walked out on the the street heading towards Harrods. "You were quiet in there" Max remarked as they walked along the pavement, "Did Asa stump you?". "No!" Nick replied rather too quickly raising suspicion with Max, "Don't know who he is" he added. Max smiled looking ahead "I know Asa and he was floored by you" he said. "Whatever!" Nick said stopping himself from grinning, "You think you know it all!" he remarked. All round the store Max kept making references to Asa and Nick was pretending to ignore him. Then walking back to Sloane Square they walked down Fitzroy road that seemed pretty normal and quiet and Max was glad to take the baseball cap and sunglasses off as they neared home. Max and Nick walked in the kitchen "Thank god you are back!" Alex said rushing over, "Are you alright?". "Yes" Max replied, "Made me a little unnerved, felt really weird, but I lied" he said laughing. Alex laughed "It is not lying, it is deflecting" he replied. Max cocked his head to one side staring at Alex "I seem to remember you were very good at that in Mauritius". "You are learning!" Alex replied grinning away happily. Alex and Max went upstairs and had a video call with the king, queen and the head of palace communications where it was agreed that no formal announcement was to be made just yet. Instead a brief press release was issued reminding them that the prince guarded his private life and should there be any significant changes this would be communicated officially by the palace when the time is right. They both hoped it was enough to starve off the interest in them. By the time the evening edition of the paper hit the newsstands a photo of Prince Alexander and Josh at the Christmas Ball was on page two 'Has the Prince found his beau after all in fashion designer Joshua Franks? The prince was pictured arriving at Heathrow yesterday flanked by protection officers and one other person. All focus is now on the Monrovian embassy in Mayfair as it is expected the prince will be attending the ambassadors new year's eve party'. "Well it is not going to be such a walk in the park tonight" Alex said looking at them all. Lawrence nodded "They will be at the gates of the embassy for sure" he said knowing what this meant. "Embassy is secure and has screens in place. The cars will be here at 6.30pm" Liam informed them. Alex looked at his phone "We should go and get ready" he said standing up. Everyone dispersed to their rooms to shower and change in to formal wear for the party. Max and Alex helped each other with their bow ties and dinner jackets. Sam poked his head in asking for help and they got him suitably dressed, there was a knock at the door and Liam came in carrying a medium size locked box. He took a key out an unlocked it, inside Max saw three medal looking things but the ribbon was thicker and purple in colour with the an elaborate gold royal crest attached to one, a brooch of king and queen on their coronation and another one he didn't know. "What is that one, it has a different coat of arms?" Max asked. Liam picked up the royal crest medal "Dukedom of Montcalm" he replied and Max nodded his head. Alex walked over and stood still "Don't get use to me dressing you!" Liam remarked smiling. "Very funny" Alex said as Liam attached each one carefully across his breast pocket. Max noticed that Liam also had the same but in silver on a gold ribbon, the purple and gold colours seemed to match the sash that Alex and Liam wore at the royal ball in formal dress. The ribbons certainly gave his boyfriend the prominence befitting his royal status. Alex chuckled watching Max "Your turn will come" he said walking over to him. "For what?" Max asked kissing him. "Being honoured to wear these as well" Alex said nodding down to the ribbons. Max laughed albeit nervously "Is that so!" he replied kissing him again and this time lingering in to a long kiss. Liam came in tapping his watch to signal it was time to leave. The ambassador's secretary had finished briefing all the guests and staff of the protocols and absolute discretion for the evening, the small new year celebration of thirty guests mostly made up of Monrovian citizens and a member of the British Foreign Office were all ready in the reception room. The ambassador went to the front doors of the embassy and looked across the courtyard to the gates and six photographers standing waiting, as the minutes went by another one would appear then a TV crew set up waiting. The embassy staff erected more screens to shield the cars from the gates allowing privacy to be maintained. Liam was keeping an eye on updates from the embassy warning Nick in the car behind of what was to come. Max kept looking nervously out of the window "Breathe Max" Liam said, "The can't see inside". Max looked at Liam "Well it was only a matter of time" he replied holding Alex's hand. "Franco will get out first then me, Alex and finally yourself" Liam said reminding Max who nodded. "Do I hold Alex's hand?" Max asked looking at them both. Alex chuckled "If you do and we are seen it will be game over and the world will know" he replied. Max was in no doubt one way or another, it was either pretend like it was nothing or do the what he wanted to do most and show Alex he was here for him. The car turned on to the street and already the camera flashes were going off as they approached the embassy gates that swung open and the security team flanked either side to stop the press getting near the cars. The blinding flashes and voices shouting and asking if the prince was in a relationship was sensory overload for Max and he even saw Alex looking a little worried by the manic attention. The cars slipped behind the screens hidden from view and Franco jumped out whilst everyone else stayed in the cars until the gates were secured and the front door to the embassy opened with the ambassador and his wife coming out and standing on the porch waiting. Franco knocked on the window indicating it was secure, even he was astounded by the media attention going on at the gates, it looked like about twenty people now waiting to start snapping away again but they could see nothing. Liam stepped out and looked around then stood by the passenger door as Alex leaned over and kissed Max 'I love you Max' he said stepping out and waiting for Max who looked out and smiled at Alex as he exited the car. Max stood by the door straightening his jacket and walking over to Alex holding his hand out. Alex looked a little shocked at first before then like he was about to cry as he confidently took Max's hand and they walked towards the front doors hand in hand. "You feel as nervous as me" Max tried to joke looking at Alex. Alex glanced at him and smiled "I am!" he replied as Max smiled back at him. "Your royal highness" the ambassador said bowing and shaking Alex's hand. "Sir" the ambassador said to Max bowing his head then introducing his wife. "Bit of a show tonight" the ambassador said, "You certainly are getting attention your highness". No matter how confident Max tried to feel the constant bowing and addressing him like he was special still made him feel awkward. Max's family were getting out of the car now the formal welcome was complete and came over meeting the ambassador and his wife whilst Alex and Max were ushered inside to meet the rest of the guests. Hidden inside the embassy allowed them to have a night of celebration to see the new year in it was a world away from the frenzy going on in the media, the palace was being bombarded all night with interview requests and statements that were being stacked in a pile. An official statement release issued was brief and simple 'Their Majesties The King and Queen of Monrovia would like to inform you that their son His Royal Highness Prince Alexander is not in a relationship with Joshua Franks, however they are and remain close friends. Please respect their privacy'. Liam showed the release to Alex and Max along with Max's family, the ambassador officially knew and already made provision for two security guards to accompany them back and stand on duty outside Max's family home when they returned. For now they both enjoyed seeing the new year in, Sam never the person to make friends easily spent the whole evening with Franco chatting and meeting the various guests. Like his brother, Sam was very easy going when you got to know him and had a certain sparkle in his character that endeared him to the guests he spoke with. After the new year was seen in the party started to slowly dwindle in guest numbers, the band was playing a soft slow dance and Alex had his head resting on Max's shoulder as they slowly moved around the edge of the dance floor holding each other. Alex raised his head "Do you have any new year resolutions?" he asked. Max nodded "To marry my prince" he said softly but audible enough for Alex. "Is that so?" Alex asked smiling and continuing to dance holding Max tighter. "Out of the way!" Liam said laughing and dancing past with Max's mother making them laugh. "Sam is out of it" Alex said nodding over to where he was sat down almost asleep against Franco. Max chuckled "Yeah, two late nights in a row has done him in" he said, "He gets on well with Franco". "I know. You have a lovely brother and I know my father will like him" Alex said watching Nick walk towards them. "You lovebirds done?" Nick asked, "We need to get you both back to the house" he said. They nodded and Alex walked Max over to the ambassador and his wife to say good bye. Outside the gates a handful of photographers had stayed all night waiting and hoping to get a glimpse of the prince. The flashes filling the night air as the cars came from behind the screens and out of the gates, along the still busy streets with revellers celebrating the new year, then around Sloane Square and along Fitzroy road. The road looked normal enough and pretty quiet. Max sat on the bed half dressed after Liam had collected their royal brooches and safely put them away. Alex returned from the bathroom across the hall closing the bedroom door then stripping off and yawning at the same time. "What's the matter?" Alex asked kneeling in front of him seeing he was distracted. Max ran his fingers down Alex's cheek "Sorry it has been so weird this evening" he replied. "The interest might gain momentum when they know" Alex said trying to remain realistic. Max looked at him "Can we sort of hide for a few days when we return to Monrovia?" he asked. Alex nodded and kissed him "Just you and me, no one else. I want some time alone with you" Max said. "I would love that Max" Alex replied slipping Max's underwear off, "You and me" he said kissing his leg. Slowly Alex kissed Max across his abdomen and up his chest, neck and finally his mouth. His kissing pushed Max on to his back moaning softly as Alex began working his way back down. His tongue flickering over each nipple causing Max to gasp in pleasure, his body wriggled the lower Alex moved down until he felt the warmth of his tongue slowly tracing along the shaft of his cock. His hand moved down cupping Max's balls, his mouth moved delicately over the head and worked slowly up and down the shaft several time as Max moaned louder. Alex kissed back upwards raising his body again and using his legs to push Max's legs up, he looked down at the familiar tattoos that he so adored on him. Max gasped and giggled feeling Alex's cock hitting his hole, his giggle stifled by Alex kissing him again more intensely and nudging his cock inside. Max raised his hands and ran his fingers down Alex's back until he found the suppleness of his arse, his hands held on to the cheeks feeling the small movement of the muscles as Alex moved his cock in little by little. He was working it so slowly and delicately that is almost brokered on teasing and had Max pulling his arse closer, Alex countered and pushed back out then stared down at Max smiling, the energy between them was unfathomable. Max moaned rolling his head back as Alex pushed in then out 'Tell me what you want?' Alex asked kissing him lightly all over his chin and neck between giggles. Max grabbed Alex's face in his hand and looked up at him 'Make love to me' he whispered as they rubbed their lips together seeing who could hold off the longest before the need to kiss took over. It was Max who broke first hungrily pulling Alex down. Shuffling around on the bed giggling until they finally got up to the top where Max laid his head on the pillow, seamlessly their mouths met and Alex moved his hips back and forth using his cock to caress inside his lover. Fingers touching every part of Alex's body that Max could get to. Nothing mattered right now as they slowed the pace down and made love finding a new level of sensuality between as the minutes ticked by. Just holding Max in his arms as he made love to him meant everything to Alex, it was what he desired in the world. Their bodies moist and glistening through the passing hours. After Alex had reached orgasm Max took over and so the cycle went on several times before they collapsed in a heap on the bed with their limbs tangled up in each other. The heat from their bodies radiated in to each other as they laid side by side holding hands staring up at the ceiling with their heads touching, content and happy being together they drifted off in to a sexually pleasured sleep. Liam checked in on them but left them sleeping until they surfaced at midday by Max's message alert going off on his phone. He leaned over kissing Alex then picked it up and read the message from Gareth to meet at the local wine bar at 7pm, without even thinking he accepted telling him he was looking forward to catching up. Alex laid there laughing "What?" Max asked rubbing his nose against Alex's. "We will have to take protection officers with us" Alex reminded. Max sighed "God yeah, should be okay though it is a classy joint" he said kissing Alex. Outside in a car across from the house sat two embassy security guards keeping careful watch over the house. It was nice to have a lazy day in the house where Alex was helping Max pack his last few belongings that he wanted to take. It was only a fifteen minute walk to the Dirty Duck wine bar but Nick and Liam would not hear of it insisting the drove. Gareth sat there with one eye on the window checking for Max, he was still unsure if Alex would be coming with him. He had spoken to Fred the bar manager just in case who in turn spoke with Neil who was on door duty. They sat in the car whilst Nick got out and took a quick look around then everyone exited and crossed the road. Neil recognised Max and poked his head inside and nodded to Fred. The bar wasn't too busy as most people were nursing hangovers from the celebrations. A few gay couples and several groups of single men enjoying a quiet night out were sitting at the bar and tables dotted around. Neil smiled as Max approached "Great to see you Max!" he exclaimed warmly. "Hi Neil" Max replied coming to a stop, "Is it quiet inside?" he asked peering around. "It is. Who do we have here?" Neil asked looking at the protection officers with more interest. Max chuckled "Still the same I see" he replied, "This is Alex" he said. Neil nodded knowing full well who he was "Nick, Liam and Franco they look after Alex" Max added. Neil acknowledged them all "Certainly got yourself a Prince Charming" he said looking at Alex. Max laughed "I am not sure what you mean" he said looking amused at Neil who nodded and chuckled. "Gareth is inside at the far corner" Neil said pointing inside and letting them past. Max knew this was a gamble and blow their relationship wide open, he was never one for making an entrance always feeling a little self conscious and this evening was no different hearing the audible gasps from several people as he realised that Alex had been recognised leading him across the bar were Gareth sat smiling and putting his phone down. The one thing Max had forgot about was that Alex being gay was big news in the gay communities, he was a celebrity in his own right now. A couple of people actually stood as they saw the strange group of guys. Gareth stood and Max went over and hugged him exchanging words on how much he had missed Max being around over Christmas. Alex came forward and Gareth smiled holding out his hand "Alex we meet again!" he laughed. "Properly this time, and no I will not sleep with you!" Alex replied grinning with Gareth hugging him and laughing. Nick quickly moved forward and Liam held him back "It's okay" he confirmed to Nick. "Gareth" Liam said shaking hands, "This is Nick and Franco, protection officers". They sat down with the 3 protection officers forming a kind of barrier, Alex happy to sit there and and chat to Liam for a bit whilst Max got Gareth up to speed on everything. The subject soon got around to Gareth coming out for Alex's birthday celebration on the 10th where Max told him his family were coming over for 3 days. Gareth nodded "Yes your father told me so I have booked the same flights" he told Max. "There is a state banquet on the 9th which you are also expected to attend" Alex now advised him. "Oh!" Gareth replied sounding shocked, "Really you want me at a formal do?" he asked. Alex nodded "Yes, it is a black tie event and the party on the 10th is black trousers and black shirt". "And the mask" Gareth added laughing, "I need to book the hotel on the plaza" he said partly reminding himself. "Ah! My parents have extended an invitation for you to stay in the palace" Alex said to a very surprised Gareth. It turned out to be a chilled relaxing evening for them all, Nick whose eyes were were on stalks was looking around at the guys coming and going, not purely for work but his own satisfaction admiring the views. He had a fondness for British guys and fucking Max was no exception and highlight of his first trip to London. The following day saw them all set to leave, Max's things had been packed and already sent ahead to the airport. Max was saying good bye when he suddenly looked at Alex running up the stairs to his bedroom carefully taking the Silverlake painting off the wall. His first ever gift from Alex, he couldn't believe he nearly forgot about it. Alex smiled seeing him walk in carrying the painting that his mother now packed carefully. After a careful check of the street Alex exited the house and got in the car first and Max turned looking up at his family home with a tinge of sadness, all his belongings packed and on the way to the palace. Sam walked over and hugged his brother hard for several moments. Franco closed the car boot door having secured the painting in there and walked around saying goodbye to Max's parents. Max let go of Sam and stepped in to the car, Franco put his hand on Sam's shoulder 'See you a few days for a rematch' he said, Sam smiled and hugged Franco warning him to get some practice in. The car slowly pulled away from the house, Alex grabbed hold of Max's hand noticing the strange way he was looking over his shoulder as the house disappeared from view. He was sad remembering the years growing up in the house as they car drove around Sloane Square heading west towards Heathrow. It was symbolic the way the car adorned with the royal flags on the front slowly moved through the traffic. The sinking feeling in his stomach brought a wave of nausea as he seemed to be leaving what was left of his old life behind him, he knew in his head that January was going to be the month when he would be thrusted in to the spotlight.

Was feeling frisky one day and needed to pick things up from a large hardware box store that also happened to be a cruising area. Sweatpants, no underwear for ease of access, and a jacket was the attire of choice. Was perusing the aisles when I caught the eye of an older gent. Smiled and proceeded to a quieter spot at the back. He was next to me when I bent over to look at a something on the bottom shelf. As I was pretending to look at something he pushed into me and I felt his bulge push into my ass crack. I stood up and he looked at me at opened the waist band of his shorts revealing a large semi erect cock. I took it in my hands and stroked it a little while running my finger over his piss slit to catch his precum. I brought my fingers to my mouth and relished in the taste. “Good boy” he said before asking me to meet him in the washroom. I obediently followed him into the washroom and into he last stall. “On your knees” to which I dropped down dropped his pants and took his cock in my mouth. I bobbed, licked and sucked that cock until he held the back of my head and sprayed down my throat. Large thick load that I tasted for the rest of the day. Even when I kissed my wife upon returning home hehe

It was a few weeks later. Jason had undergone a change in more ways than one. At one point the very last thing he wanted to think about was what he’d done with Steve, or as he now referred to him, Boss. As Boss had predicted, his toxic cum had done the deed. Jason had undergone his conversion, feeling as sick as a dog and full of regret one minute, and increasingly hard and horny the next. He knew it had happened. He knew he’d converted, and the results from the home test kit had confirmed it, and as he acclimatised to his new predicament, and as Boss had predicted, he was growing into his new, true form. Jason had stayed off the dating sites during this time, only checking in occasionally to wank off to some of the ‘never’ and ‘needs discussion’ profiles. It was evident that ‘safe’ was no longer an option or held any appeal for Jason now. Then late one Friday afternoon he received a message. At first he didn’t recognise the name, then when he went into the private gallery, he immediately knew it was Steve. “Oink pig” “Oink Boss” “How you been keeping?” “Not so good lately, but now feeling better and hornier. I think you might’ve done the trick” “Nice one. How does it feel?” “It was rough but now I feel constantly horny. Is this the brotherhood?” “Hehe. Yes boy. It sounds like your application for membership has been successful” “I didn’t expect it to feel like this. I just want to get out there now” “You not gone out yet to celebrate?” “No, part of me wants to obviously” “Why don’t you come over, boy?” Jason sweated. Of course he wanted to do this. He knew he had to. He hesitated at first and then… “Sure, when you free?” Jason’s cock stirred at the idea, arranging a future date with Boss and… “I’m free now. Bring that suit. Or better still, gear up and cab over with it on” Jason got harder at the idea “Okay, sure” “That’s my boy. You know Boss wants you. I want to welcome my new brother” It took all the strength Jason had not to explode at that last message. ‘Brother’. That’s what he was now. A brother. Jason excitedly went off and retrieved the sports bag under his bed and unlocked the padlock. There it was – the suit that had caused this new rebirth. He pulled it out, lubed it and slid into its welcoming constriction. He then fired up his cab app, and booked his trip and put a tracksuit on over his fucksuit. As the cab made its way across town to Steve’s flat, Jason felt a renewed excitement. The nervousness of his previous visit a distant memory. Steve had given him the code to let himself in, and the sweat building in his suit gave him a shiver as he walked up the stairs. What had begun as an opportunity to get some cheap rubber had now led him down this path. After Steve had first fucked him, he spent most of the next day with him, discovering the pleasures of raw sex. All during that session, Steve had been certain to breed Jason three more times and the memory of that weekend had been keeping him horny throughout the last few weeks. Even when he was at his lowest ebb, the pics that Steve had sent him of that time – of Jason in the sling, or posing in his biohazard gear, and trying on other pieces – were enough to turn him on. However this time, Jason was now Steve’s equal. A newly converted and confirmed poz pig. And now it was time for a rematch. Jason let himself into Steve’s flat. Again, it was tastefully lit and Jason now knew his way around it. “I’m in here” Jason wandered down the hallway towards the playroom, and as he entered, his eyes were greeted with the sight of Steve lying in his sling wearing his trans rubber fucksuit with a black biohazard detail on his chest. He was smoking weed and broke into a broad grin as Jason stepped into his eyeline. Jason unzipped his tracksuit and threw it into the corner. Jason slipped on the waders that were waiting for him, to the delight of Steve. “Oh look at you, my beautiful brother. Come here.” Jason stepped towards Steve in the sling who removed the spliff from his mouth, and received a blowback when their lips met and kissed. Jason instantly relaxed, his horniness showing no sign of abating. “Here, strap me in brother” And Jason secured Steve’s legs and wrists into the loops of the sling, to the eternally grinning Steve’s delight. “How do you feel, Boy?” “Fucking horny, Boss” “Good boy. I have waited for this moment. The cycle to complete. You’re one of us now, brother. I took your last neg load boy, and so it’s time to reward and thank your boss with your first toxic fuck.” “Yes, brother” Jason surveyed the scene. The man who’d converted him – the predator – was now his prey. It was only fair and right to thank him. “I bet you’re nice and fucking toxic now, pig. My seed has done the job. I’ve recycled you into what you were always destined to be, my brother.” “Yes boss…” “Oh no, we’re equals now boy. We’re brothers. Pass that amyl and hoof it down. I want your poz cock in me brother” Steve unzipped and freed his hardening meat, and took a few blasts on the poppers. The scene now had clarity, the rubber felt better than it had ever felt on him. He leant down and unzipped Steve’s rubber at the crotch, exposing his toxic cock. The thing that had rebirthed into this – a poz pig, a brother. “Fuck yes brother. Breed me brother. Reward me with your toxic seed” It was enough to send Jason over the edge, but in the poppered haze, he positioned himself at Steve’s hole and worked his cock in. “Ah yeah. That’s it. Feels beautiful doesn’t it?” “Yes brother” – Jason was getting into the spirit of the occasion now – “let me flood your hole with my toxic seed.” “Fucking yes, brother. Reward me, my creation” It didn’t take long for Jason to build up a rhythm. Inside his now rewired mind he somehow knew how perfect and right this felt. To be a pozpig. A brother. He was doing what his was now destined to do. He had acquired skills he never knew he had during that fuck. Freeing Steve’s hard cock, equalling Steve’s poz chat. It was like he was a natural. Before long Jason knew he was close, his frantic fucking of this man, his pozbrother, was such a turn on that it wasn’t long before he blasted his toxic brew into Steve. Gasping, horny and feeling somehow right. Steve had moaned like a bitch all during this time, and inwardly congratulated himself for what he’d created. Jason fell onto Steve’s body and the two kissed passionately. The bond they’d formed and this moment was everything. As Jason stood up, he began to unstrap Steve from the sling, and Steve slid his way out of the seat and stood face to face with Jason and kissed again. “Thank you my brother. Thank you for rewarding your maker. Your recruitment has been a success.” Jason, a little cockily, then stared into Steve’s eyes and said “Kneel” Steve grinned again, “With pleasure” and fell down to his knees and started to suck on Jason’s pozcock. As Steve finished cleaning, he stood up again and kissed Jason again. As the two engaged in a passion that Jason had never know, Steve pulled away from Jason, and moved him towards and into the sling. “Now it’s your turn brother.”

Chapter 1: Moving In I had just turned 18 and my home life was terrible. My mom and dad fought all the time. I needed a change bad. I looked online for a place to rent and after a couple of days I found an ad that caught my eye. 2 bedroom house in the country overlooking a lake. I contacted the guy and we agreed for me to stop by on Friday afternoon. I had my stuff already packed come Friday and made the 30 minute drive to his house. As I pulled up the house was gorgeous. 2 story brick house with a white picket fence. I parked the car and Greg met me outside. Nice looking guy probably early 40's I guessed. Around 6'2" compared to my 5'3". A little bit of a stomach but not too big. We chatted outside for a bit getting to know each other. I told him my situation and he seemed genuinely concerned. After about 20 minutes we made our way around to the back of the house. Behind the house was a nice little pond of around 20 acres. I did notice no other houses in site which meant it would be peaceful living here. I was already sold before seeing the inside. After some more idle chat Greg led me inside and showed me around. Downstairs was the living room and kitchen area. Upstairs were the 2 bedrooms each with their own bathroom. I was hooked. Greg saw my excitement. I told him I'd love to move in. He said great. But before you do there's something you need to know. He told me he was gay and loved to walk around nude being out in the country. I was a bit shocked but figured what the hell. I could bring a girl over and have nothing to worry about it. That's what I was thinking anyway. Knowing I was a full blown virgin and I was about to find out my true calling.

Part Three 🙂 “That was fucking hot loved blowing my load inside you” was the message I had received as I was slowly making my way out to my car which I parked around the corner from the place. Locking my phone and signing out of Locanto and the KNOX on my phone as I got in the car and made my way back home…. But that is a story to be still told after this another episode of my fall from grace into depravity J. It had been several months since my last catchup with the tradie and my afternoon fuck with the BF, things were tense and even friends and family had commented that something was up. But we carried on as normal and continued to ignore the elephant in the room. I had some health issues and I wasn’t performing my role as the dutiful partner. But then again neither was he, he went out late at night said he was playing the pokies but then not back for hours. We were struggling financially and he wasn’t working regularly and I was getting sick of his laziness. It wasn’t until he announced he had some work for 2 weeks several states away and that he would be flying out in a week to do this contracted work. Money was good but ill be honest…. It wasn’t my first though, my ultimate first thought was that I couldn’t wait to get away and message the tradie and organise a catchup. I was able to do that the same night all this was announced. “Hey long time, how are you going? I will be alone for 2 weeks and hoping at least once I can suck you and get around to rimming you if you are still interested and I haven’t fucked things up with you. Understand if not interested. Let me know” with trembling fingers I sent the message. I checked my phone every hour every day leading up to the day I drove my BF to the airport as I laid out my plans for the two weeks, work, family catchups and reading, some gardening etc around the house. After the drop off and kiss on the check and a faint see you later. Driving home my thoughts took a turn down the piggish route. Getting inside I stripped and went straight to my office and logged on to view porn. Watching the usual gay porn sucking fucking etc. I started looking a bit deeper for sweaty dirty guys and found a good stash of online vids of trucker porn. Pulling my flesh-light out spitting into the arse shaped hole on the toy rubbing it over my cock pushing into it grunting as I start fucking it groaning thinking about cock up my arse and cock down my throat wanting to really use this time that I very rarely ever get to myself…. Almost close to blowing I pull out and refuse my cock the chance to blow yet another load into a void space. I grab my clothes and as I’m dressing I log into Squirt and check my hidden account. Few random emails and chat requests but I’m not interested as I go straight to the cruising spots and check if anything is worthwhile. There is a beat not far about 30 mins walk or 5 min drive… I would never drive the car to a beat especially one that is not in my name and could be traced by local beat cops. So I start walking, convincing myself I’m just going for the eye candy. Yes I know I hate people who do that as well….. well I did when I was doing it regularly before the BF. So I’m talking to myself in my head agreeing, disagreeing trying to solidify what Im doing is the right thing and that I’m doing no wrong. Its amazing at what you will say to yourself when trying to score cock….. Making my way into the beat, it’s a warm day so I’m sweating. Walking the trails and checking things out, I’m way to shy and awkward nodding at men as I continue to walk. Deeper as I go off trail and into the bushes I hear the unmistakable sound of fucking as I round the trees and notice two guys fucking as three others watch closely, cocks out in hand stroking as I focus on the taller hairy guy fucking the smooth younger guy over a tree truck that has fallen over from the last storm. Hearing the grunts and groans as I lean agains the tree beside me and watch intently I don’t even notice the sound of another guy walking up around me, jumping slightly I look up at him and smile as he nods and stands beside me and watches the show in-front of us. “You here to watch or here for something else” he gruffly responds to me as I look back at him grinning as I blush “I uhh hadn’t thought about it, I guess just walking around and decided to stop in I have a BF” I stutter to him kicking myself mentally for the BF bit. He reaches down as he unzips himself “yeah don’t worry I’m here cheating on my wife, just want my cock sucked but no fucker here usually will as I normally drop by right after work and no one wants a guys cock that’s been sweating in jocks for 8 hours in the blistering heat so I usually just watch and beat off blow my load and go home” he tells me as he pulls his cock out. Staring as I watch him slowly stroke his cock, its about 7 inches cut and I can smell his musky strong scent as he begins chubbing up growing thicker as he almost wags it at me. I want to tell him I’m partnered and that I don’t cheat and wish him the best on his trip to finding someone to blow him…. I want to tell him that, I want to wish him all the best and leave. I will my legs to turn me around but they don’t…. Instead….. what do I do in the middle of the bushes at a beat ??? I get on my fucking knees in front of him ignoring his comment about his sweaty cock and look up at him as I open my mouth and take him in as I close my lips around his thick head. Breathing in his amazing sweaty scent I hear him groan as he mutters for me to suck his cock. Planting my knees into the soft ground as I take hold of his thighs and steady myself as I get straight to sucking him, slobbering over his hardened cock as I bob up and down feeling his cock hit the back of my throat making him moan louder proud that I’m having this affect on him. Almost grinning as I suck harder, trying not to loose my concentration as I look up and see him staring down animal like as I suck harder as he grabs my head and guides me up and down short thrusts of his hips as he begins huffing… Throwing his head back grunting as I feel his cock swell and he pulls out and sprays his load over my face pushing back into my mouth as I taste his load happy I was tasting cum again. Pulling out he zips up telling me he is usually here same time most days during week and that happy to feed me again. Putting his cock away as he steps back and away walking off. Not even noticing thinking I was done another guy promptly steps in and wags his cock at me, without looking I just take him in my mouth. Tasting of soap and deodorant , yuck not my fav but I suck away as he pushes his hips and fucks my mouth only 5 inches but I enjoy pleasing him not long before he blows in my mouth pulls out and walks off, looking around I see the two guys fucking have finished up as the guy that was fucking pulling out and walking over to me as he presents his cock and smiles at me obscenely. I say nothing as I lean in and open my mouth taking my third cock of the day, my 3rd random cock as I start sucking tasting the guys cum and arse he had just fucked. Cleaning his cock thin but long about 7 inches and uncut my fav cleaning the cum from under his hood. Sucking him for a few mins he pulls out and grins “next time my load is for you, but gotta run pig” winking at me he moves away. Noticing I’m alone I get up brushing my knees clean as I walk out of the bush area and towards the rotunda noticing a guy there thickish build beard having a smoke as I walk towards it and take a seat looking out on the bush area. Watching him out corner of my eye I see his hands dip to his crotch rubbing himself the other hand holding his smoke to his lips as he takes a draw and slightly licks his lips. My eyes glued to his crotch as I watch the lump grow. I seemed to have found my balls cause before I knew it I was talking to him “Need a mouth around that” I nod towards his crotch. No words were spoken, he put the cigarette into his mouth holding it there with his lips as with both hands he linked his thumbs into the waistband of his footy shorts and pushed them down until a stubby thick greasy cock popped out. Above his cock hidden through the dark pubes I could make out a scorpion tattoo but I didn’t want that I wanted his cock, getting on my knees I stepped forward and knelt in front of him, another sweaty guy to suck I was in heaven today. Taking him in my mouth I heard him sigh as his short stubby cock grew and throbbed in my mouth his hand on back of my head pushing me down as he humped my throat. Growling as I sucked harder grunting as he pushed in harder and deeper in my mouth his hand forcing me down and up on his cock. He suddenly asked “You get fucked?” It threw me I wasn’t prepared nor had I thought about it. Pulling off licking his head I said I hadn’t really prepped. Nodding he pushed his cock back in my mouth and resumed fucking my mouth. My thoughts had run amok though, I suddenly wanted him to fuck me, but I had no rubbers but I hadn’t used a rubber since being with the BF. Now all I wanted was to have a cock fuck me. I suddenly needed another cock other than my BF’s fucking me….. I was about to pull off and beg him to fuck me when he grunted and unloaded in my mouth “Swallow my load pig” grunting as he shook as his cock throbbed and unloaded in my mouth his warm strong salty cum. Pulling out he shook the last few drops of cum as it hit my face as he put his cock away and started to walk off saying “Thanks”. By this stage it was getting a bit dark, the mozzies were out and decided enough was had for the day. Walking home grinning I could taste cum in my mouth and I could still smell the sweat from the guys I had blown. Evening finished up with me sitting in front of the computer legs spread as I ride one of the boring small toys I had ramming it up my ass as I watched porn. Curiously the guy fucking had a scorpion tattoo something very similar to the last guy I blew today. Leaning forward watching his bare cock enter the guys hairy arse fucking him grinning wishing it was me. I held off from cumming but that did not stop me from browsing the internet looking for more cock to swallow. I still don’t think I’m cheating… Do you?

Give me a bathhouse every time. Real contact with real Men, everyone’s there for the same reason, and none of the ills caused by internet communication apply. Men can’t misrepresent themselves very well when they’re naked. And I love me a steamroom. Getting steamed at guys who flake me on Grindr in nowhere near as pleasurable. Plus, I’ve never, ever left a bathhouse unfucked. I can’t say that about a hotel room where I had to rely on the apps to bring in hookups.

It may sound boring but I have 36 year old regular. He will text me he is taking a “ long “ lunch I clean out and in about 15 minutes he is here. I suck him for a while while he fingers my hole. in few in he goes He fucks for about 10 minutes till I feel him cumming He does go in deep and shoots a huge load. I feel it dripping out the rest of the day he comes over about every 10-14 days. Predictable but he has a nice dick and shoot a big load. It is nice

Sorry for the delay guys. but I hope to add a few more before drawing this to a close Part 12 I laid back and asked Paul if he was ready to drive his big cock in me. He did not have to be asked twice, but he had a better idea. He made me and the free twink lay across the couch on our knees. He slipped his cock into the twink and fucked into him about 5 to 10 strokes and then pulled out and fucked me 5 to 10 strokes. More to cum Jake pushed his thick cock into Sergio’s brown ass. I knew he was just another notch on Jakes’s poz belt, but Sergio was going to be a gifter. He had the charisma to get straight boys or boys off of the fence to suck and ride his cock. Where I could pull in twinks, who couldn’t, he could pull in studs and that could lead to ‘posplosion’ on campus among guys and girls. I knew Josh would pull in Ty and that would lead to the downfall of the football team. Dan kept up his breeding of Josh. While Paul took turns on the twink and me. I wondered who was going to get his poz load. Officially, I had not converted yet, but I was sure I was poz. I had taken enough loads. I noticed while Paul was fucking me he was roughly fingering the twink. I could see looks of pain. I was sure Paul was tweaking his twink ass preparing him for his toxic load. Jake had Sergio on his back and they had worked up a pink froth between them. I knew Sergio was bleeding a little from his newly found anal adventures and there was no way he was leavng here negative. None of us were. And slowly, each of the tops began to finish off in their selected bottoms, they confessed their true intentions. Dan exclaimed that he was flooding Josh with his tainted load. Paul bred with much enthusiasm to tell his the twink to take his poison pussy filler. Jake with his cock deeply rooted in Sergio left nothing to the imagination. He kissed Sergio on the mouth and then grunted that he take his poz load. Everyone but me seemed a bit surprised, but took it all in stride. Sergio spoke first saying it was just a matter of time. Josh agreed as he slowly stroked his half hard cock which was a site to behold for such slut bottom like myself. Josh had a good 7 thick inches while I was lucky to have 5. Each of the twinks looked like they were about to cry, but agreed that they knew sooner or later it was going to happen. IT was then that it dawned on Josh and Sergio that I set them up. Jake instructed them that they each had just got a gift and it was their turn to spread it around. As Jake spoke, I noticed that both Josh and Sergio got hard thinking about their “duty” to spread their gift. Each of them grabbed a twink and bent them over the back of the couch and began to fuck with new vigor. Dan and Paul pulled me into a 3-way with them as Jake watched over his den of iniquity. I straddled Dan as he laid on the ground and sucked Paul as he stood over me. They each took turns calling me names, like “faggot”, “whore” and “poz slut”. Jake pulled out a little brown bottle and held it under my nose and told me to breath deep. I did. I was feeling euphoric. I got a crazy idea to ask Paul to fuck me with Dan. Jake said, “no, if anyone was going to DP you it was going to be him!” So with Dan already balls deep in my ass and Paul fucking my face. Jake got in behind me and added some extra lube to his cock and my hole. I never felt so stretched in my entire life as Jake finally slipped his cock alongside Dan. I felt tears well up in my eyes as Jake and Dan took turns fucking their huge cocks into me while the other enjoyed the friction of the other’s cock. I came More to Cum Thanks for the hot emails and chats. Hit me up Joey

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------- Chapter 6.3 - Spring Fling ------- He hadn't gone anywhere for spring break, but Ric kept busy. Monday he was at the bath house dumping a couple more loads into the hairy guy from a couple days before, clients on Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday was Jack in the morning and Gabe at night. "Do you like my tattoo?" Gabe asked with a grin as they laid on the bed after another long fuck. Ric had noticed some ink on Gabe's right upper arm, but was more interested in drilling his ass and pumping another charged load into him. Ric leaned up and saw a large tribal design that went from his shoulder almost down to his elbow. "The tattoo shops must be busy lately. Looks nice. You went big for your first." Ric replied. "Do ya see it? Look closer" Gabe said, visibly excited. Ric looked closer and then he saw the familiar design, nestled in the middle. "Wow. You never said anything. Did you convert?" Ric asked. "Oh hell yeah! Last fall. I think it was from the fourth or fifth time we fucked. Out in the woods in that park we hiked in. You knocked me up good" Gabe said, the grin sticking on his face. "Why didn't you tell me?" Ric asked. Gabe's face suddenly got a lot more serious and he looked down, replying "I didn't want you to stop fucking me. I figured once you knew I was poz that you'd lose interest." "Nah, I wouldn't do that. I fuck lots of poz guys. Besides, you're too much fun to stop" Ric said, chuckling. The grin came back to Gabe's face. "Thanks. I wanted to say something a few times, but..." he replied. "So, like the question I got from the doctor out here... Are you warning guys or advertising?" Ric asked. Gabe laughed before replying "At first it was a warning after some guy yelled at me for not telling him until his bare dick was in me. I had told him I was poz, but he assumed I was undetectable. But... since I got the tat, I've had a few guys see it and want me to poz them. I just don't know if I can top well enough. It's been so long since I tried and I love to bottom." Ric remembered his comment after their first fuck and realized they never had flipped like he had hoped. It was always Ric fucking him and dumping at least two loads into Gabe's hungry ass. He had figured that since Gabe hadn't been interested in fucking him, maybe he just wanted to keep their roles the same. "Find a low pressure place to try... like a gloryhole or the baths. Someplace where it will be anonymous and you don't care what the bottom thinks of your fuck. I'll give you a couple dick pills and you'll stay hard even if you're nervous. Try a few times and don't give up if the first time is a bust" Ric said. "Thanks, I'll try. I hope we can fuck again soon" Gabe said as he started to get up. Ric dug into a box in his desk and handed a couple blue pills to Gabe, smiling back at him. "Oh we will. And let me know what happens. One day I'm gonna get your charged seed in me" Ric said as Gabe walked out of his room. -- Friday afternoon, Ric was in the gym getting in a short workout and checking out the guys. He finished his shower and was getting dressed when phone vibrated and he snuck a look, wanting to finish before getting into a chat session. "Warehouse party tonite wanna go?" Taylor asked. He'd heard about these and had even seen some news stories when they got out of hand. He had a hard time imagining Taylor at one, but he also knew he had a wild streak in him. He sat on the bench in the locker room and debated how to reply. "No fake id, prb cant get in" Ric sent. "Over 18 party. no booze. DJ. beach theme, so lots of guys in speedos" came back Taylor's response, followed by "last 1 was tons of fun. back area to fuck in." "Sounds pretty good. How crazy does it get?" Ric asked, not wanting to be sitting in jail and unable to get to classes the following week or the client on Wednesday. "Guy that runs these parties keeps it under control. You're not going to be on the evening news, trust me" Taylor replied. "OK, but you're covering my bail money if we get busted. What time?" Ric asked. "The party starts at 9pm but dead b4 10. my place @ 8 to get primed. OK to bring some cute guys too" Taylor said, ignoring Ric's fear of jail. Ric talked to a few guys back at the dorm and only Mateo and Will were interested. Ric put on a speedo that Shane had given him under a pair of basketball shorts and added a tank top, hoping the shorts and tank would be off shortly after they got to the party. Mateo was wearing some board shorts and a tee. "Don't you have something that shows off more of your body?" Ric asked and Mateo just shook his head "no." "We're gonna have to fix that" Ric said, laughing. When he knocked on Will's door, Will let them in. He was standing there naked trying figure out what to wear. He had his default baggy shorts and a black tee for a band Ric had never heard of laid out on the bed. "Think beach. Wear the smallest swimsuit you have and then put those shorts on. Add a light colored tank or tee on and let's go" Ric told Will. Taylor had sent a few messages wondering where they were and looked relieved when Ric finally knocked on the door. Darius was sitting on the couch when they walked in. An athletic guy was on the couch, dressed in khaki shorts and a polo. "Guys, this is my friend Gary. You're two behind. Better start chugging" Taylor said with a laugh. Ric pointed at Mateo and Will, introducing them before he joked "I just want a buzz, not be staggering drunk." After a few beers and a tequila shot, the guys were on their way. Gary said "Wish I could go, but I already have plans" as he followed everyone out the door. He walked up behind Ric and whispered in his ear "Thanks for the bug. Surprised it came from Tay. You must be pretty potent to do him in one fuck. I'd love to get a sample some time." He pressed a slip of paper into Ric's hand before heading home. There was a short line and when they got inside, Ric said loudly, over the music, "What the fuck? Paul!?!?" Across the table, Paul laughed and gestured with his hands asking Ric which guys were with him. Paul said something to the guy next to him and the five guys got gold wristbands, unlike the blue ones most everyone else had, and their money was waved away. Paul motioned for them to go to the end of the table. "VIPs get a bag to put their stuff in, so strip down to what you want to wear inside. No nudity in the main area, but it's ok in the back part. Look for the signs." The guys shed their clothes and soon all were in swimsuits or a jock and sandals. Paul wrote "Austin" on a tag, winked at Ric and then tied the bag off with their clothes inside. "Ric, a friend of yours is here. He's dancing most of the night, but I know he'd like to see you. Have fun and I'll catch you later" Paul said over the noise of the crowd and music. The guys wandered in further and soon found the perks of being a VIP. There was an area that was VIP only on the huge dance floor and the drinks table gave them free water and soda. There were raised platforms for the dancers, but only in the VIP area. People in the regular area had to watch from a distance. They found a spot near an empty platform and started dancing. "You know the organizer?" Taylor asked Ric. Ric nodded and said "Its a long story, but yeah. I didn't know he did this stuff too." Twenty minutes later, Ric felt a hand on his shoulder. "You never call, never text and definitely never fuck me anymore. I'm hurt" Rawson said in Ric's ear before giggling. Taylor, Mateo and Darius stopped and stared at the pair until Rawson moved between Ric and Will. He kissed both of the guys on the cheek and then groped Ric's cock and Will's ass. Taylor and Darius started to dance again, trying to figure out how both of the guys knew a porn star. Mateo was a little surprised watching the stranger get extremely friendly with Ric. He thought he knew all of Ric's friends and fuck buddies, but here was someone he had never seen before. Rawson whispered in Ric's ear "You're three for three. You charged a guy in each shoot you did." Ric nodded and replied "You and the other two helped with Will." Rawson laughed, telling Ric "Not Will, Anthony. He was surprised it happened so soon. I thought he was on PrEP. He said it was either you or his boyfriend and his boyfriend is still neg. For now." He winked at Ric and slowly moved over to the platform, climbed up and started to dance on it. The five moved back close together and kept dancing. Ric would glance up and watch Rawson dance and then look around to the rest of his group. He thought they all looked good and wondered if he was going to be the only top for the night. After a little while, he nodded toward the drink table and started in that direction. A short guy wearing a silvery thong, furry collar and pair of neko ears walked toward him. "Nice tat. I could use some of that juice. Look for me in the pit" the guy said, rubbing over Ric's barely covered and stiffening cock. Ric got to the table and watched the server lick his lips as he handed Ric a bottle of water. "I like guys that advertise" the guy said before moving to serve another guy. As he turned to go back, Paul stopped him. "Who's the group? Anyone special I should tap?" Paul asked. "Brown guy is a friend from my dorm and he's poz. Long haired guy is also from my dorm and is in Rawson's latest video, he's bugged too. Dark blond I met out here last Spring when you and I teamed up the first time, he's charged. Blond pozzed the black guy, not knowing he was toxic. Sorry, no one to tag but I doubt any would mind a recharge. Uh... what's the pit? Some guy just told me I could find him there" Ric asked. "All yours? Nice. Pit is in back. It's for poz and poz friendly guys. Neg bottoms wear a glowstick. Next to pit is another place for sex, but it's not specifically for knocking guys up. I'm heading back there in a few minutes after I talk to the DJ" Paul asked. Ric replied "All mine in a way. Some I had help or guys I did got them." Paul nodded before asking "Uh... Ric... Have you ever done a roulette party?" "What's a roulette party?" Ric asked. "Neg bottoms get randomly assigned tops. One or more tops are poz. We're having one next Saturday night and I need another poz top" Paul said. "Got a gig on Saturday, but I might be able to find someone able to do it. I'll let you know tomorrow" Ric said. Paul smiled and gave Ric another nod before heading to the DJ and Ric went back to his group. Ric leaned over to Taylor and asked "Top or bottom tonight?" Taylor replied "Top." He asked Darius, who also replied "Top." Mateo was next and he shrugged his shoulders. He figured that Will would be bottoming, but asked anyway. "Top" Will replied. Ric smiled and the group headed to the back area. While there had been a lot of guys on the dance floor, Ric was surprised at how many were in back too. The long, wide hallway led back to a wall. At the end of the hall, there was a rack with two sizes of circular glow sticks at the end and Ric spotted the sign to the right that said "The Pit" with a skull and crossbones pirate symbol below the words. There were tall cubicle walls with a small entrance set up to prevent people from looking in and watching. Another sign said "Nudity OK past here." To the left, was a large open area with a few more dividers and padded benches. There was another "Nudity OK past here" sign. Ric decided to check out the pit area first. He walked in, following the path to the right and felt a few guys following him. A large sign was in front of him and it had a stop sign at the top. "Warning! Entry past this sign indicates you are accepting these rules:" was below the stop sign, followed by several bulleted items. "Serodiscordant sex encouraged", "HIV Negative/unsure men must wear glow ring(s) at all times", "HIV Positive men are NOT required to disclose status", "No condoms allowed", "Consensual sex only", "Cum goes inside, not on floor", "NO Loitering/watching - fuck or find a partner", "Understand your chase may end here" and "Thank those that breed you!" Ric smiled after reading it and went into the main pit area. The left side was wide open and the right had a few dozen office cubes set up. He could see inside a few cubes and guys were fucking, some on the floor and some standing. He wandered into the open area, finding a lot of guys with glow rings kneeling on a bench facing the wall. The area was dim, mostly lit by the glow sticks, so unless you were close, you couldn't see much more than outlines. Walking along the benches, about half way down he spotted the little ears on a guy's head and then saw the furry collar, now with a glow stick wrapped around his neck below the collar. Ric felt his cock push out of the top of the speedo. Walking up behind him, he pushed the speedo further down, under his balls. One hand covered the guy's mouth and another wrapped around his chest. "Since you asked nicely, you're my first fuck of the night" Ric whispered into the bottom's ear just before he thrust his hips in. He felt the guy yell out as his cock tore into the slick hole but the music drowned out most of his scream. Ric pulled his cock out and stuffed a pair of fingers into the trembling pussy. He twisted his fingers around and then pulled them out to sniff. "Was it a charged load?" he asked after moving his hand to the guy's throat. "He didn't say" the guy replied before Ric shoved his slick cock back in. "If you earn it, this one will be" Ric said, a moment later after he began to plow in and out. After several strokes, the bottom started to use his ass muscles on Ric's cock. Ric regretted searching for him right away, knowing he should have sampled a few more holes before breeding an eager chaser. He looked to his left and saw Mateo fucking a dark skinned guy and then looked to his right to see Will drilling a tall guy a few people down from him. He didn't see Taylor or Darius anywhere. Reluctantly, he slowed his thrusts and leaned over his bottom. "Great fuckin hole but I don't want to cum yet. I'll be back" he told the guy and pulled out. Ric pulled the speedo back up, trying to get it to stretch over his still hard cock. He walked around, finding an ass that he liked, fucking it a minute or two and then moving on. He found Taylor fucking a guy in the cube maze. The glow sticks on the bottom indicated his currently neg status. Ric watched a second before wandering some more, happy that Taylor was long past fearing his poz status. A few cubes down, he saw Darius pounding a guy almost twice his size. It looked funny, with Darius' head only coming up to the bottom's shoulders. It didn't slow him down and Ric liked seeing his butt clench with each thrust. Ric walked into the cube, pulling his speedo down again. He rubbed his cock along Darius' crack and then shoved in when Darius drove his cock into the bottom. His cock went in easier than he expected and he found the hole was well lubed. Ric quickly found that Darius was no stranger to being the meat in a sandwich and was fucking himself on Ric's cock and then stuffing the bottom. Once he settled into that motion, Darius looked back and saw Ric was the guy fucking him. He smiled and then began to thrust faster. A minute later, Ric felt Darius shove in but not move back. He moved forward and drove his cock in just as Darius began to shoot. Darius massaged his cock while pumping a charged load into the bottom, grunting loudly. Ric pulled out, slapped Darius' ass as he pulled his speedo up and then began wandering again. Ric sampled a few more guys before leaving the pit and checking out the other sex area. He wondered where Will had gone and if he had changed his mind and decided to be a cumdump that night. A couple guys checked him out but then looked shocked and turned away as he got closer. He guessed they had seen the tattoo, but it didn't bother him. He spotted a couple guys he recognized as regulars to the bathhouse, one he had knocked up or at least helped to. Once he made it past a tall partition, he spotted a familiar face. "Hola, Hector. Having fun?" Ric said into his ear. Hector replied with only a grin while he kept fucking a guy with a pair of glow rings around each arm. He motioned Ric to come closer and whispered back "He tested neg a few days ago but I've already given him one load and a buddy bred him before me. Want a turn?" Ric nodded, asking "Monday, Wednesday, Friday guy?" and watched Hector nod 'yes', grin and back away. Two seconds later, Ric was pushing into the cummy hole. The bottom cried out as Ric stretched his hole even more than Hector had. It didn't take long before Ric was drilling into the well fucked hole. Ric kept going, giving his usual three quarters strokes until a few minutes later he drove in deep. The bottom writhed around his cock after Ric's cock broke through the inner ring. The constant spasms from the bottom quickly caused Ric to begin shooting his viral seed into the twisting body. The bottom cried out, Ric moaned and Hector yelled out "Fuck yeah, breed that slut!" Ric stood still, letting the bottom slowly stop twisting and spasming. Once he had, Ric pulled his cock out of the guy slowly, hearing a yelp as the head of his cock pulled free from each ring. The bottom stayed there, bent over and panting heavily. With Ric out of the way, another guy moved in to fuck the bottom, but the bottom pushed him away. Ric grinned at Hector, whispering "Thanks" before walking away. He fucked a few more guys, happy that the blue pill he took earlier was keeping him hard even though he'd fucked over ten guys. He spotted Mateo drilling another guy and while surprised, was glad he seemed to be having a good time. After more walking around, Ric saw another guy, Mikey, he knew from his visits to the bathhouse. Mikey was always turning guys away or making rude comments to guys he thought were poz, yet Ric knew the bottom he was fucking now had recently converted. Ric chuckled and moved on, running into Taylor only moments later. "Lookin for more neg guys?" Ric asked. "Mhm" Taylor said with a sinister grin. "Follow me" Ric said as he turned around and walked back where Mikey was still fucking. "Walk up behind and fuck the top. He's always dissing poz guys at the bathhouse" Ric told Taylor. Taylor nodded and moved behind Mikey, placing his hand on Mikey's shoulder and whispered "Hot ass" in his ear. A few gobs of spit dripped down over the crack, running inside. Taylor pushed in and soon had his cock half way in. Mikey yelled out "Oh fuck!" but didn't try to push Taylor off. Taylor knew he didn't have much time and was pounding Mikey's tight ass a minute later. He didn't let Mikey fuck the bottom, he just forced him against the bottom and drilled. After couple minutes of battering Mikey's prostate, he felt Mikey start to shoot into the bottom. Taylor made it a few more seconds before he was unloading his buggy sperm into Mikey's fertile cunt. "Sorry, was going to pull out, but when you shot I couldn't stop" Taylor said to Mikey before pulling out and walking back to Ric. "Got any more in ya?" Ric asked Taylor. "Maybe a little. That was a huge load I just gave that last guy" Taylor replied. "Good, follow me back to the pit. I hope that chaser is still there" Ric said as they started walking. A few moments later, he realized he had a group following him again. The neko eared guy was still in the same spot, waiting for someone to fuck him, just like the dozen bottoms around him. Like before, Ric covered his mouth with his hand and shoved his cock in, ripping into the tender flesh. "No loads since I was here last?" Ric asked as the scream died down. "Uh... no, sir" the bottom replied. "Too bad. I brought some friends though to help you out" Ric said, plowing his hard shaft in. A dozen strokes later he started to go faster and faster. The bottom grunted and Ric moaned. He only fucked about five minutes before he was dumping his poison into the bottom's hole. Mateo took his place and didn't last long either, adding his load to the cum filled chute. Darius spent more time fucking the bottom but shot his seed into the chaser too. "Hope I got something left. Already bred three guys tonight" Will said, shoving his cock into the sloppy hole and starting to fuck. He didn't last long but was able to dump a few squirts of his cum into the creamy mess. Taylor pulled out of the nearby bottom he'd been fucking and into the freshly bred hole. It didn't take him long before he was blowing his load into the neko eared slut. "Be a good chaser and plug your hole and let those five toxic loads do their job" Ric whispered into the bottom's real ear. The group pulled up their shorts and jocks and followed Ric back to the dance floor. Ric danced with Mateo for a few songs until Mateo pulled him close and said "Thanks, that was the craziest thing I've ever done" before pulling him tight, giving him a kiss and then resumed dancing. Ric was grinding against Mateo's back when Paul walked up behind him, rubbing his hand over the firm ass. "Head back to the VIP room if you guys need a break and better drinks. Left of the stage, take the hall back to a door with unicorn on it and go in" Paul told Ric before disappearing again. They danced a another song and Ric looked over the guys, seeing all were pretty beat. "Lets look at the lounge and then we can go" Ric told them, needing to say it a few times for everyone to hear. They followed Ric down and into the room and found a nice quiet lounge filled with a haze of pot smoke. About twenty guys were sitting around, all scoping each other out. They found a corner to stake out, Ric in the corner and Mateo leaning into him with Ric's arm wrapped around Mateo's chest. The other guys stood looking back at them in a semi-circle. Darius grabbed some beers from the table in the middle of the room. They were all talking about the best parts of the night when Rawson came up and humped Will's ass a moment. "Hey guys, hope you had a great time tonight. I know I did" he said. Everyone nodded before watching Will push his ass back. "Hey Ric, boyfriend or boytoy?" Rawson asked. Before he could answer, Rawson added "Doesn't matter, he's goddamn cute. Can I fuck him?" Everyone was silent, Ric included, but everyone looked at Mateo. Mateo replied calmly "You're the guy that does all those prep ads, right?" All eyes then turned to Rawson. "Yeah, I did a few. So?" Rawson replied, wondering where this was leading. "Sorry, I only let poz guys fuck me" Mateo replied, grinning. Ric raised his eyebrows, his eyes scanning each of the guys nearby for a reaction. He figured he was the only one that knew Rawson's real status. "Wow, that's a switch. Usually it's the other way around, but I understand. Make sure you get some of Ric's special sauce. It will change you forever" Rawson replied, realizing from their reaction that Ric hadn't told any of them his secret. A few moments later, Rawson asked "Ric, I think I have a project you'd like. Call me and we can discuss it" before Rawson walked away. "Project?" Taylor asked. "He's got a lot of crazy ideas" Ric replied. "Hope that project involves your cock knocking his ass up" Darius said, grinning. Mateo laughed and said "Let me know if you need some help. I'd love to get my dick in him and see how good those drugs work." Ric laughed, not saying anything and hoping the conversation would move on. Half an hour later, they saw the lights dim a couple times and they all knew the night was coming to an end. "So, you know the guy that runs these parties, a gay porn star and several other poz guys at the party. Do you even go to class or are you just fucking your way through college" Taylor asked. Ric laughed. "I met Paul a while ago. I didn't know he did this stuff, I thought he worked with the brother of a friend. He knew Rawson and that's how I met him" Ric said, giving Will a cold stare to let him know to keep quiet. "And the other guys... well if you spend too much time at the bathhouse, you meet a lot of the same guys. But my grade point is almost perfect, so I do go to class" Ric said, winking at Taylor. "How DID you guys like the party?" Ric asked, trying to get the conversation away from his side jobs. "Kinda like hitting the baths on a really busy night. Lots of guys to breed, but I like to know if I was successful" Mateo said. "Look at the cute couple... and all of these other studs" Paul said as he came up to the group a few minutes later, wrapping his arms around Darius and Will. "I saw some of you having fun in the back area. I think the clinic is going to be busy in a few weeks with some new patients" Paul added. Paul whispered into Darius's ear "Sorry for the quick fuck, but I didn't have much time and your ass looked too good to pass up." "Thanks for the load. I fuck a lot better with cum in my ass" Darius replied, smiling back at Paul. "And who's the guy that tagged someone without knowing he was poz?" Paul asked. "That was me" Taylor said. "Hope you've continued now that you know. I love breeding neg guys. How did the guys you pozzed take it?" Paul responded. "Pretty well. Two found out last year and didn't tell me. They travel a lot and told me they've charged a bunch. Three football and one basketball players and some cheerleaders are just a few. Two more graduated last year and I haven't talked with them except to tell them to test and when they told me they were poz. Then there's this guy" Taylor said, softly punching Darius on the arm, before continuing "and my roommate who's at home tonight trying to knock up a friend of his."

------- Chapter 6.2 - Flipping the Bottom ------- Midterms were brutal. There were a lot of tests to take in only a week and Ric was exhausted when they were over. He slept in on Saturday morning and when he woke Eddy was gone. A note told him he had gone to Mexico for the break. It was typical of Eddy, he only gave out information at the last second, if at all. "I get the place to myself for a whole week!" he thought to himself. Later in the afternoon, Ric decided he should hit the sauna and relax a bit but couldn't decide whether to hit the one in the recreation building or go to the one at the bath house. A voice inside him told him which would be better. "It's a little dead, but I know you'll have fun. No one chasing that I know of" the bathhouse attendant said as he pushed the card and ID back. Ric undressed and locked his clothes away before heading towards the steam room. He wanted to relax a bit before looking for a few guys to fuck. As he walked down the hall, he recognized the distinctive dragon wings tattoo covering the back of the guy in front of him. He'd fucked the guy a month earlier and had a great time. The dragon tat guy turned into the steam room and Ric followed him in. The other guy stopped just inside the door of the sauna and looked around through the haze. Ric passed him by and sat down on his towel on a bench in back. Ric tried to remember their fuck and then it came back to him. He saw the guy on an app with a profile that read something like "No cock refused. anon & BB only. Room 16" His stats gave a surprisingly accurate height and weight and listed himself as 26 years old and neg. Ric found him that day a month before, head down, ass up with a blindfold on. Ric didn't expect much since a lot of guys that said stuff like that were just trying to sound like experienced sluts but in reality turned out to be anything but. It turned out to be much better than Ric's pessimism had led him to expect. He fucked the guy for a while before dropping the first load in his ass. With the help of a little blue pill he'd taken earlier, he stayed hard and kept fucking the load in deeper before pumping a second load in. That time, Ric had rinsed and gone to the locker room to dress when the guy walked in after their fuck. "Damn, wish I'd seen you earlier. You're hot" the guy said as Ric finished pulling on his shoes. Ric's first thought was "You're never going to see anyone with that blindfold on." It was obvious the guy was in pain and Ric said "Thanks. Looks like someone worked you over. Maybe catch you another time" as he stood up. "Yeah, I'm gonna feel this for a few days but damn it was good to be used like that. It was a nice long fuck instead of the usual pump n dump" the guy replied as Ric walked out, grinning. Now, they sat in the sauna and he knew the guy didn't know that they'd fucked before. The tattoo guy sat down nearby and a minute later Ric asked "How's it going?" The steam hanging in the room only letting them see each other's outlines. "OK, I guess" was the somber reply and nothing more. Ric tried once more and asked "Whatcha lookin for?" "Just chillin today. Not like anyone's gonna want to fool around with a poz guy, anyway" the guy replied, the sound of defeat in his voice. "I doubt you're the only one. I take it you just found out. Top or bottom?" Ric asked. "Yeah, this week. I'm a bottom, for what that's worth" the guy responded. Ric's cock had stiffened and he wanted to make the guy realize that finding out you're poz isn't the end of the world. Besides, their previous fuck was really good. "Cool. I mostly top. I could use a cute guy to fuck" Ric said. "You're fuckin kidding me. I just told you, I'm POZ" the guy responded, sounding exasperated. "Won't be the first poz guy I've fucked. Won't be the last. And I'm horny. You interested?" Ric asked. The guy thought about it a minute and then softly said "Yeah." Ric started to move over and the guy said "Not here. I don't like to fuck in public. I got a room." The guy stood up and headed toward the door, not even looking back to get a better look at Ric as the steam cleared. Ric followed him back to room 16 again and watched the guy just walk into the room and get on his knees on the bed, still not looking back. Ric knew there were a lot of guys that were just looking to get fucked, no foreplay, no sucking. Just dick in ass. He knelt down, though, and started to rim the guy's ass. It tasted good, just some sweat from the steam room to give it flavor. The guy did start to moan and even rocked his ass back and forth. Ric's tongue poked in and the guy's well used hole relaxed and let him inside. A few minutes later the guy's hole was slick with spit and Ric stood up and slapped his dripping cock on each butt cheek. His hands opened up he crevice and he slid his cock to the winking hole. Ric rocked his hips plowing in, getting only a little resistance to his thick cock. Deeper and deeper he went with each stroke until he was over half way in. "Fuck! You're the guy that pozzed me!" the guy yelled out. Ric froze. "Why do you think that?" he asked, trying to sound innocent. "Cuz I remember getting stretched like that and then the piercings on the bottom of your dick tearing me up. I hurt for days after that fuck and then I got sick. It was you, wasn't it?" the guy asked. There was an urgency to his voice, but he didn't seem to be pissed. It was more like he just wanted to know who was the guy that had infected him. "Maybe. I fucked a guy in this room who said he wanted an anon bareback fuck and said no cock's refused about a month ago" Ric replied, as he started to rock his hips again. The guy's hole relaxed and he moaned a little. "Yeah... but its hard to get fucked unless you sound a little slutty" the guy said, starting to work his ass around Ric's shaft. "Anon, bareback and no cocks refused sounds to me like someone begging to get knocked up. Unless you're on prep... and you can't have been if you got pozzed." Ric replied, driving in harder. He fucked like this for several minutes and then leaned over the guy's back, his sweaty chest covering the large tattoo. He was rolling his hips harder, but now with longer strokes. He whispered in the guy's ear "Now you don't have to worry about it. Take advantage of that freedom. Even better, share what you got." Tattoo guy moaned as his ass milked Ric's cock. A few more thrusts and Ric was flooding the guy's guts again. "Oh god... that feels so fucking good" the guy cried out as the last shot pumped into his hole. They stayed like that for a minute before Ric pulled out and laid down next to the guy on the bed. "Fuck, I'm usually blindfolded and never see who fucks me. You're a lot younger than I imagined" the guy said, rolling on to his side and stroking his hand over Ric's chest. A minute passed and the guy asked "What did you mean by 'share what I got?" "Share. Like... breed another guy" Ric said, reaching over and squeezing the guy's partially hard cock. "Oh fuck... I couldn't. I'm just a bottom and now I'm poz" the guy replied. "Just give it a try. You'd be surprised at how good it feels to cum inside a guy now that your load has some kick to it" Ric said. A few seconds later, he said "My phone's in my locker. Do you have yours?" The guy nodded, crawled off the bed and got it out of the storage box in the room. "Open up that same app and do a search, there's got to be another bottom here looking for loads" Ric said. He watched the guy set up the search and selected "poz" for status. Only Ric showed up. "Look for bottoms and don't search on status" Ric said. Three guys showed up within a mile. "Now look at each profile and see if they only want neg or undetectable guys. If it's any or poz, then you got someone to check out further." All three guys in the result listed 'any' status for their partner. Only one guy wanted to fuck raw, one was safe only and the third had no preference. "Chat with the bareback guy first" Ric said. The tattoo guy looked at Ric like he was crazy. "Just chat. Say hi and ask if he's at the bath house. We know he is." A quick back and forth told them that the guy had been there a few hours, only had one short, covered fuck and was about to give up. "Top buddy with me. Up for bare fuck b4 u leave?" was the message the guy sent off with Ric's encouragement. "Ur btm?" was the immediate reply. "Usually, but bud is thick n he wants me to open u b4 he fucks. room 16" the guy typed in as Ric whispered in his ear what to say. Ric smiled. "See, its not hard, unlike your cock right now" he said, giving the guy's very stiff shaft a squeeze. Ric laid back on the corner of the bed, his lower tattoo plainly visible. The tattoo guy was now leaning against the wall at the other end of the bed, stroking his cock. Less than a minute later, a short, hairy guy walked into the room. The hair on his head was buzzed close and he had a wide chin patch goatee. A thick pelt of fur covered his chest, stomach and legs, but neither could see anything else with the guy's towel around his waist. Ric guessed he was ten or fifteen years older than him but looked pretty cute. The furry guy looked back and forth between Ric and the tattoo guy and then pulled his towel off. Ric saw a steel cage constraining the hairy guy's cock. "Mmm, nice. Owned?" Ric asked. "Uh... Yes, sir. My master will be pissed if I don't come home with at least one load in me" the hairy guy said. "Good, I think we can help with that. You take all loads?" Ric asked, knowing the tattoo guy wanted the hairy guy to know what he was getting into. "Uh, yeah" the hairy guy said tentatively, as he looked closer at Ric and the tattoo guy. "You poz?" he asked, looking at Ric's biohazard tat. "Yeah. That a problem?" Ric asked. "Umm... uh... uh... no, that's fine. Shit... that's big" the hairy guy said. "Cool. Yeah, that's why I want him to open you up, first. Now come over here and suck his dick while I eat that hot ass" Ric said. The hairy guy moved quickly, obviously used to following orders without question. He was sucking like a pro on tattoo guy's cock while Ric devoured his ass. Ric could taste sweat, lube and a little bit of latex on his tongue and the guy was working his ass around Ric's tongue when it slid in and around the ring. After a few minutes, Ric gave a final lick up the crack and said "Turn around." The hairy guy spun around and began to suck on Ric's shaft. Ric looked over and the tattoo guy's cock was still hard as steel and now covered in spit. His eyes showed how nervous he was, but with a nod from Ric, he assumed his position behind the hairy guy. Ric softly said "Go slow and easy, you can do it" as he rested his hand on the back of the hairy guy's head. Dragon tattoo guy closed his eyes and pressed his cock to the spit soaked hole, sliding slowly inside the warm sleeve. A few minutes later, the tattoo guy had a even rhythm going and Ric looked back at him with a grin. The hairy guy, too, was doing a good job sucking his cock and taking most of it into his throat. The tattoo guy lasted a little more than fifteen minutes before Ric noticed the change in his breathing. He chuckled since it looked like the tattoo guy was trying to hold off and not cum so quickly. It was in vain, though, since a minute later he gave a few hard thrusts and began to pump his newly charged load into the hairy guy's hole. Ric felt the bottom moan around his cock as he got felt getting bred. The scene had surprised Ric. He expected the tattoo guy to pull out and shoot his load all over the hairy guy's back, not deep inside him. Ric let the tattoo guy recover and pull out before he made his move to swap spots. The hairy guy was still a tight fit, but the fuck had done it's job to open and lube his cunt. Ric heard the hairy guy groan as he slowly drove his cock in to the base. The thrusts built up speed until the sounds of the creaking bed and the thud of two bodies slamming together filled the room. The hairy guy was getting into it too, rocking his hips back and using his ass to massage Ric's cock. The stimulation was finally more than Ric could stand and he began to pound harder until his cock sprayed out several shots of his hot cum. As Ric settled back down, he started to pull his cock out of the battered hole. "I wanna go again" the tattoo guy said, pulling the bottom's head off his cock and crawling down the bed. Ric laughed and moved out of the way and back to his place at the other end. After a couple licks of his cock, the bottom muttered a long drawn out "ooh fuck", but went back to licking the shaft and his groin clean of cum. The tattoo guy shoved his cock into the stretched hole and fucked quickly for only a few minutes before pumping another load into the hairy guy. He laid back against the wall, breathing heavy until the hairy guy leaned back. He glanced between Ric and the tattoo guy a few times, his face showing how content he was with an ass full of cum for his Master to use. "Uh... I should be going" he said as he climbed off the bed. Grabbing his towel he started out the door. "Be here Monday at noon if you'd like another load" Ric said, grinning, as the hairy guy looked back and nodded. "Fuck... that was hot. You were right, I can't believe how good that felt. The second time was totally different though. His hole was so loose and sloppy" the tattoo guy said excitedly. Ric looked down and there was large wet spot on the bed where the hairy guy's cock had drooled while he got fucked. "Yeah. I think he enjoyed it as much as we did. And see, you're gonna be fine. Are you seeing your doc or the clinic on West Street?" Ric asked. "The clinic. I gotta go there Wednesday to find out about treatment. I think they're going to be pissed I already fucked someone bareback" the tattoo guy said. "Call and change your appointment to Tuesday or Thursday. They'll be a lot more understanding then" Ric said as he stood up, adding "Hope you can make it Monday at noon. If not, we can hookup another time. You have a great ass."

------- Chapter 6.1 - The Trick ------- Ric had been back from his trip to finish the tattoo for a few weeks. Things had been busy with classes and an ever growing client list. He had spent the weekend at Joe and Kyle's apartment for a weekend of sex and food which had left him tired and sore, but he kept thinking he had been neglecting some of his fuckbuddies on the floor. There had been an emphasis on the buddy side since he came back from his trip. He told himself that he would limit his escorting gigs to only one or two a week and have more recreational sex. Alan, Gabe, Jack, Kevin, Mateo, Taylor and Will were all sorely missing from his sex life. Mateo he missed the most. They had been fucking like rabbits since Mateo got on PrEP shortly after they first met. He was one of the few where Ric's status never came up, even though they were very verbal when they fucked. It was unique, too, since they spoke in Spanish most of the time, with Mateo teaching him several new words and phrases as they drilled each other. It was just sex for the fun of it and a good friendship had developed. Mateo seemed a lot hornier after Christmas break and the pair started flip fucking at least twice a week. Right before the trip, they had fucked several days in a row, but since he got back there had been nothing. Monday morning he went in search of him, hoping to at least get breakfast and catch up. "He left early for campus. He's had a bad project that's taking up most of his time" Mateo's roommate said. The same happened on Tuesday and Wednesday. Ric was distracted during his client gig on Wednesday night, apologizing to the client and leaving the fee behind. Thursday he didn't even try looking for Mateo and was feeling down. That evening, while he was studying there was a knock on the closed door. "I heard you've been looking for me" Mateo said as soon as Ric opened the door. Ric reached out and pulled him into a hug. "Yeah, I have. Things got really busy but I've missed you" Ric whispered in his ear as they continued to hug. "Me or my dick?" Mateo said with a chuckle. "Ass" Ric replied, leaving it ambiguous. When Ric finally let go of Mateo, he dragged him into the room, closed the door and they sat down on the bed. "Your roommate said you had a bad project keeping you busy" Ric said. "Yeah, the project from hell. The team sucks, most are lazy and the bitch that wants to run everything can't make decisions. I'm doing most of the work myself just so I don't fail" Mateo said. "That sucks. I hope the prof knows you're doing everything so the others don't get credit for your work" Ric replied. "Oh he knows. He's been to a few team meetings and saw how bad it is" Mateo replied. Ric saw him staring at him and then lick his lips. "Damn, that new tattoo looks really cool now that it's done" Mateo said after a few seconds of silence. Ric pulled off his tank top, saying "Thanks! I got the other one touched up too." "Nice. You need to use some of that hair regrowth stuff on your chest so it's even, though" Mateo joked. "Oh... I got a tattoo too. Wanna see?" he added a second later. Ric could tell he was excited and his attitude was much better than when they were talking about school. "Of course! I didn't know you were thinking about getting one" Ric replied. Mateo pulled his tee shirt off and Ric didn't see anything other than his soft light brown skin and hard nipples. He climbed off the bed and then slowly turned until he was facing away from Ric. Ric gasped and his jaw dropped. A few seconds later he just said "Fuck." A few more seconds and Ric said "Uh... I thought you were an Aquarius" staring at the scorpion tattoo between Mateo's shoulder blades. The black tribal faded to red at the tip of the tail and pincers. At twelve inches long in the center of his back, few people would miss it, especially since it was the only ink on his body. Mateo chuckled. "It's not a zodiac thing, Ric" he said before he pushed his jeans off and sat back down on the bed, wearing only a red jockstrap. "What?" Ric replied, slightly panicked. "I stopped prep when we left for the holiday break. Nature did it's thing. I'm poz now" Mateo said, turning back to face Ric with a big smile on his face. "From me?" Ric asked. "Yep, you're the only one that's fucked me this year" Mateo answered. Ric's mind spun, trying to understand. He'd pushed Mateo to get on prep so they could fuck bare and he wouldn't infect him. But, Mateo had stopped on his own and made sure Ric's bug was the one he'd be marked with. Mateo could see the conflict in Ric's eyes and the silence was uncomfortable. "It was my choice. I wanted a part of you with me forever. I hope you're not mad" Mateo said. "Oh god no. I'm just surprised" Ric replied. "You weren't the only one. The doctor over at the clinic and that lab tech were too. I thought they'd be really pissed, but it was the opposite. They did want to know if I knew who I got it from, though" Mateo said. Ric smiled, knowing that Hector and the doctor would probably be ok with him charging up another one, but he preferred to keep who between him and his victims. "I just told them it was a friend. They wanted to know if my friend knew he was positive and I laughed so hard" Mateo said, grinning back at Ric. "It looks really cool. I like the red stinger. You can tell people its cuz you're a scorpio if you want or let them know that dick has some bite to it. I'm gonna love looking at it when we fuck" Ric replied. "Just like I love staring at your biohazard when I suck you" Mateo said. Less than a minute later, Ric pushed his shorts off and was between Mateo's legs with his hard cock pressing against the tight ring. "Why didn't you tell me you wanted to get pozzed?" Ric asked, pushing his cock in harder. Mateo took a deep breath and relaxed, letting Ric slip inside him. "I needed time... the more we got to know each other, the more I wanted it. You tried to protect me, but that just made me want it more" Mateo said, staring at Ric while his legs wrapped around him. "And want you more, too" he added before Ric thrust his cock in, watching the smile on Mateo's face get bigger. Ric's grin got bigger too. Ric was turned on knowing that Mateo had his bug inside him willingly, just like he'd done with Joe. He needed that connection with the one that taught him so much and now Mateo wanted a permanent connection to him. The thrusts were long and slow, with Ric feeling the soft chute wrap around his cock and the ring massaging his cock. Ric leaned down and kissed Mateo while he kept plunging into his warm hole. When they broke their kiss, Ric started to thrust harder. Mateo began to rub over his chest, flicking his fingers over Ric's pierced nips. Ric slammed in and growled back at Mateo. He chuckled too before drilling faster. Mateo kept playing with his nips, getting Ric more excited each time. It wasn't much longer before his cock began to spew another load into Mateo's ass making both moan loudly. They laid there on the bed, recovering from another long fuck. Ric turned to Mateo and asked "Are you going on meds or staying toxic like me?" "What do you think?" Mateo asked. "I really don't know. You've surprised me so far, but I hope I'm not the only one to get your toxic seed" Ric said. "You won't be" Mateo said, before giving Ric another kiss.

I walked into the bar, I wasn’t changing my mind. It was a popular venue with after work gatherings , a mixed straight clientele. I was 42 , recently divorced and now following my urges for guys. I wasn’t out as gay yet. I has chatted on gaydar with this guy. Sexy , bald , straight looking. 6 foot. I was similar with dark hair. What had secretly attracted me was the ‘needs discussion’ on his safe sex status. I had found he was poz on meds. He knew I was neg, not on prep. ‘ So you made it, not often guys who have just come out as gay turn up on first dates’ he said just a little too loudly. The two women in their early 30’s along the bar who had eyed me as I walked in turned their heads again. So much for being not out! ‘Yeah, I was always going to come’ I said unconvincingly. ‘Well, you know about me, tell me about you’. We chatted for ten minutes or so before the subject of sex came up. He knew I was bottom. ‘ There have been guys who asked me to come off meds and breed them before today ‘ he said . The statement threw me completely off course, it was probably his test. ‘Yeah, I didn’t think they would go through with it or that I would get off on it but wow, what a buzz’ ‘Really? ‘ I said ‘ did you convert them? ‘ . ‘ Yes, both of them, but it took three or four sessions until they converted. The thing is, once you have done it once and not converted, you just want it more and more until you do’ I knew that whilst it was a secret turn on, I wasn’t going to have sex with Phil straightaway. We were in a busy straight bar for a start. ‘ You like bareback don’t you? ‘ he said. ‘Yes, but I’m not on prep yet’I replied. ‘ I wouldn’t put medication in my body unless I needed it - you don’t need any yet, it’s far better just being natural’ he responded. ‘ I would love to get you in a harness, and slide my cock in you’ he carried on. ‘Bare of course, and I never pull out’ . I was already getting hard just thinking about it. ‘Undetectable guys are safe anyway ‘ he said. We chatted a little more before he said he had to go, but wanted to see me again. He explained he thought I would be a no show as a newbie and had made other arrangements. We swapped numbers. As we walked outside and I made my way to my car across the dark car park, he came with me. He must have parked fairly near me. ‘I’ll get in for five minutes if you like’ he suggested. I clicked the door open. We got in, he leaned over and kissed me hard. When I broke from the kiss he had pulled his joggers down. He was showing a thick circumcised cock , around 6-7 inches. I was mesmerised. ‘Suck it’ he ordered. I went to town on his cock, conscious that we could be seen if anyone came remotely close to the car. ‘I want you to swallow my load, that way I know you will come back for more’. ‘ This is your first poz cock, I’m sure it won’t be your last’ he continued. I was loving the cock and wanked him, wanting him to cum, he was safe after all. ’I don’t stealth guys, by the way, I tell them my status and they make up their minds’. He carried on. ‘You’re enjoying this cock, but you should know I was on meds til last week. I’ve been off them for 10 days now, ever since you hit me up on gaydar, so I do have a viral load’ I was hearing the words but not processing them quickly enough. I love sucking cock. ‘And you want to swallow my cum, I can just tell you’re a natural cocksucker’. Wait… my brain was registering …not on meds anymore and poz, but my own cock was hard! In the brief seconds that my brain was registering this, his cock flexed and he started to cum. ‘ Swallow all that poz juice boy you want it’ My natural reaction was to swallow, I loved cum in my mouth. ‘Mmmmmmpphh’ was all I could say as I swallowed all his load. ‘Good boy! You’re pretty safe just swallowing, but I think you’ll be back for more, I can just tell. You know my number, just hit me up when you’re ready’ and with that he opened the door and just left. I sat in the car in a daze for a few minutes. I had just swallowed a toxic load, was I stupid? I knew it was reasonably safe, but my cock was rock hard. Was that a lucky escape or was I setting out on a road? Did I want more? to be continued.."………..

This is yet another true story of how I started playing with Men and became the slutty bottom I am today. The year was 1989, I was a teenager at the time, barely 18 if I remember correctly. My family had had money, we'd been living in a small suburb in Southern California called Arcadia and had had a very beautiful home. My father had been a union landscaper at the Santa Anita race track, a popular horse-racing track in the area. Unfortunately, my father had developed a very bad gambling habit and was soon gambling his paycheck away on the horse races which led to us losing our home. That did not last very long and we soon found ourselves moving to a low income part of the San Gabriel Valley in Southern California and I soon began to call a small town by the name of "El Monte" (The Mound) my home. Moving to a new area was definitely a culture shock for me. While I was used to having my own porch and front yard, I now had just a stairwell and small stoop to share with my neighbors. While previously I'd had freedom and privacy, now I apparently had eyes on me all the time. I clearly remembered taking out the trash and hearing my neighbors whistling jokingly at my short gym shorts and laughing at my near naked legs as I would walk over to the dumpster to throw the garbage away. Our apartment was directly above a two bedroom apartment where I swear at least six Latin guys were living. I remember going down to take the trash out one time and three of my downstairs neighbors were just sitting on the landing and stairs, drinking cheap beer and laughing as I squeezed my way past them. One of them had whistled at me, complemented my legs, and asked if I needed help. For some reason his attention made me blush, and whispered in reply "No, thank you." His immediate reply was "Well, if you need some help, I'm Javier and I'll take care of you baby." Just hearing him say that embarrassed the hell out of me and I ran from him while wishing I could run towards him instead. This type of flirtatious behavior continued for a few weeks and I found myself liking my polite friend more and more. All of the guys that lived downstairs were really young and nice and, I must admit, kinda sexy looking and I grew to trust and like them as time progressed. Finally, one muggy summer day, I had gotten home from school really early since the school year was letting out and I knew that my parents wouldn't be home for another six hours or so and something inside me was just restless. I can't explain it but I really wanted to talk to Javier and get to know him better. The apartment was hot and humid and I soon found myself bored but curious to see if my neighbors were home. Not knowing what else to do, I walked into my house, changed into my running shorts and decided to pretend to water my plants. As I was absentmindedly watering my plants, Javier came out of his apartment wearing sweat shorts and sneakers and said, "Hi Baby!" I blushed when I saw his defined naked chest and a small dark trail of hair leading from his belly button down into his shorts and meekly said "Hi" as I walked to the faucet to turn the water off. He bounded up the stairs and asked me why I was home so early. I told him that we'd only had half a day cause school had let out for the summer. He asked me where my parents were, and I explained they would be at work until six or so, and that I'd be alone (and bored) until then. Javier asked if I'd like to come to his apartment and have a drink with him and I said 'sure', not understanding why his invitation was making me so nervously excited. Javier was all smiles as he explained that neither he nor his roommates had gone to work since they worked construction and we had just gotten over a very bad storm the day before, construction work would be halted for at least a couple of days as the ground dried. He led me towards his apartment and for some reason his strong hand leading me by the small of my back had me breathing heavy and feeling strangely nervous. As we walked through his door, I saw two of his roommates sitting on the couch watching TV with drinks in their hands. "That's Tomas and Daniel," Javier said as the guys looked my way and waved at me. "Hey Adam" the guys said almost in unison. "There's also, Francisco, Douglas (which he pronounced Doo-Glass), and Andres (which made me giggle because I thought he said Undress), but they're at the store picking up some food and drinks". "Adam is home alone and bored so I invited him in for a drink," Javier told the guys on the couch as he moved towards the fridge and took out some orange juice and a bottle of what I later learned was vodka. "Wanna try a screwdriver or do you like something stronger?" Javier said teasingly, no doubt knowing that I'd never had alcohol before. "Um, a screwdriver is cool," I replied, not having the slightest clue what he was talking about but not willing to let him know that. He fixed me the drink and when he handed it to me, I drank almost half of it in one gulp thinking it was the weirdest orange juice I'd ever tasted. "Whoah! Slow down little man, I want you relaxed not drunk!" Javier exclaimed as he took the glass in my hand. "Let's go sit down he said and we sat on the love seat next to the couch." It wasn't until we sat down that I noticed that there was porn on the TV, which I hadn't focused on because it was muted and, honestly, I couldn't take my eyes off of Javier's handsome face and sexy upper body; especially his sexy bulging biceps. We sat down to watch the movie and pretty soon I was feeling nice and warm although slightly dizzy but pleasantly so. As we continued to watch the movie, I exclaimed "Wow!" because on the screen, a big busty blonde was sucking the biggest dick I'd ever seen. Javier asked "You ever done that Adam?" And I, wanting to impress him, responded "Sure, lots of times." "Oh, yeah, which one were you? The guy or the girl?" He and all his friends laughed as I turned bright red. "Um, I don't know, I was kidding. But I'd still like to see what it's like," I said. "Oh yeah? The sucking or the getting sucked?" Javier asked again as he put his hand on my thigh. His touch and the sensation of 'floating' that I'd started to feel after downing half the drink, gave me a new found confidence. I blurted out something that I'd only thought about alone at night on hot nights when the slightest breeze would make me sprout a boner, "I've always wanted to know what a guy feels like." There was a moment when the energy of the room suddenly changed and all eyes were intently focused on me as my own eyes darted from one tented lap to the next. "No time like the present, little man" Javier said as he got up from the couch and stood in front of me. The huge tent in his shorts was inches from my face and as I took hold of his waistband and pulled down his shorts, his thick uncut cock sprung up and slapped him on the navel as a drop of golden fluid flew from his cock head and landed on my lips. I licked my lips tentatively, the taste was a sweet yet salty mix. As if to the manor born, I leaned over and put his cock head in my mouth intending to mimic what the girl was doing in the movie. Javier gasped audibly and I heard Tomas exclaim, "No fucking way! We got us a cocksucker here!" I started trying to copy the girl in the movie and tried to stuff Javier's cock all the way in my mouth, but he was too long and too thick for me to manage more than half of it. "Oh fuck baby, you're gonna make me shoot but this isn't how I wanna cum. Let me see that cute little ass I've been wanting to fuck since I saw you," Javier said as he put his hands under my armpits and simultaneously lifted and turned me around. He pulled down my shorts and the next thing I felt was him pushing me so that I ended up kneeling on the couch as he went down on his knees, spread my ass cheeks, and this long wet tickling feeling directly on my asshole made me moan in absolute pleasure. I learned that day the heavenly feeling that having my ass eaten out brings. I turned my head nervously, wondering what the other guys must be thinking and I saw them both stand up, drop their shorts, and begin walking towards us with huge erections, the precum literally dripping down their shafts. Now, having just completed sex education in school and AIDs being this scary item almost daily on the news, I was afraid and told Javier "I've never done this before, but please put on a condom." "Fuck, Baby, how am I gonna own your ass if you don't take my cum?" He responded dejectedly. "It's cool," Daniel said, "I've got some, go ahead and put one on." Daniel handed him a gold colored packet and I heard the crinkle of the foil as Javier took the condom and started rolling it over his huge cock. "He's gonna need some lube. Go get the Vaseline" Javier instructed and Daniel rushed to the bathroom. I soon felt a cold greasy feeling as Javier began spreading it all over my hole and I soon felt his index finger go inside me, followed by another, and yet another as he tried to stretch my hole enough to accommodate his impressive hole wrecker. Up to this point, I'd tried carrots, cucumbers, and zucchinis, a veritable cornucopia of phallic vegetables. As a result, my hole easily relaxed with the familiar sensation of intrusion. "Oh man, baby, your hole is so tight and hungry, I love how you grip my fingers. I'm gonna love fucking you and making your hole my own personal cumdump," Javier whispered into my ear as he slowly slid his fingers in and out of my hole. "I think you're ready baby, take a deep breath and relax, I promise I'll be gentle." Javier, pulled his fingers out of my ass and stood up, I felt empty but not for very long. Soon, I felt what felt like a baseball spreading my crack and pushing directly right on my asshole. Daniel put a small brown bottle under my right nostril and said "Take a couple of deep breaths baby, trust me, you're gonna need this." I breathed in a pungent smell but within a couple of seconds, I felt this warm relaxing feeling rushing over me and my hole relaxed as Javier's big mushroom shaped cock head popped inside me and I felt my hole stretch wider than it had ever stretched before. As I said, I had had various tubular vegetables penetrate my hole before but, pardon the pun, this was no garden variety penetration. This was finally a grown man popping my cherry asshole and welcoming me into the world of man-on-man sex! "Ohh fuuuuck!" Javier groaned as he continued to slide his cock inside me and I felt my insides shift to accommodate the thick invader filling my tight, (but no longer virginal), ass. Finally I felt Javier's pubic hair scratching against my ass cheeks and pleasantly rubbing the rim of my asshole as he rested, fully planted balls deep inside me. "Fuck baby, I wish you could see how beautiful your hole looks stretched around my cock!" he exclaimed excitedly. He started slowly pulling his cock out of me and I could feel the rim of his cockhead rubbing inside me as he withdrew til only the head was in me. He pushed balls deep again and started a slow in and out sawing motion that had me trembling with pleasure, excitement, and what I can only describe as ecstasy. "I want to feel that!" Daniel said as he reached under us and started rubbing the rim of my hole and massaging the underside of Javier's cock as it continued to slide in and out of me on its greasy pleasure seeking voyage. Not wanting to be left out, Tomas got up and sat on the back of the couch and stuffed his thick uncut cock into my mouth and I was soon gagging on his hard fucker as Javier's thick cherry popper hit a spot inside me on the downstroke that sent shivers throughout my body. Now, unbeknownst to me, Daniel had started to slide his index finger in my hole alongside Javier's cock, using his thumb to massage the spot between my hole and my balls. That felt amazing and all I could think about was how great I felt with a cock in my mouth, and Daniel's added stimulation, with Javier's cock filling me as the icing on the cake! However, while I'd asked for a condom, they obviously intended to breed my young hole. As Javier slammed his cock balls deep inside me, Daniel slipped his finger inside the rim of the condom so that as Javier pulled out, Daniel essentially held the condom in place and it rolled up Javier's cock as he slid out of it. In a matter that took less than a second, Javier's cock popped completely out of my hole, Daniel's finger also slid out of me (with the condom around his finger, though I couldn't tell) but Javier's cock almost instantly shoved back in and my deflowering resumed. Javier's breathing quickened and his pistoning became erratic and he started grunting and groaning and I felt his hands squeezing my shoulders hard. "Fuck! I'm not gonna last! I'm gonna fill you up baby! Are you ready?!" "Yes!" I tried to say through a mouthful of Tomas' cock as I felt Javier slam his cock balls deep and hold it there, fully embedded in my ass. I felt this strange sensation as if Javier's cock was pulsing like a beating heart held in the grip of my hole and a warm feeling spread from deep inside me where his cock head was shooting his cum and bathing the walls of my ass in his hot sticky love juice. Javier collapsed on my back and I could feel his heart hammering against my shoulder like a rabbit trapped inside a cage too small to contain it. I was still frantically sucking Tomas' cock as he held the back of my head with one hand and caressed my cheek with the other. He was obviously enjoying my mouth but was controlling the pace so he wouldn't cum too quickly. Javier eventually caught his breath and slowly pulled his huge cock out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling and the need to be filled again. "Fuck Yeah! I want that ass right now!" Daniel exclaimed. I briefly pulled off of Tomas' cock to say, "Don't forget the condom please!" "Don't worry baby, we won't forget the condom," Daniel chuckled and I heard the familiar crinkling sound of another golden foil wrapper. Daniel's cock was slightly thicker than Javier's so he turned to Javier and said "Give him a couple of hits, he's gonna need them." Javier then placed the small brown bottle under my nose and once again I breathed in the pungent scent that I knew would give me that awesome warm rush. Indeed almost instantly, I felt an even bigger cock head pressing against my hole and I gasped as Daniel's cock head once again broke through my defenses. Now, while Javier's cock stood out straight from his body, Daniel's cock had a slight downward curve to it and the difference was definitely noticeable. From the first down stroke, I could feel his cock pressing on that magical spot inside me that sent shivers throughout my young body. "Damn Javier! You should take a closer look at how beautiful my cock looks stretching his hole." Daniel exclaimed, to which Javier responded by sliding his index finger inside me along Daniel's thick uncut fucker and proceeded to use his thumb to massage and stroke that amazing spot between my asshole and my balls. Unbeknownst to me, Javier had also stuck his finger under the condom's rim and was essentially rolling the condom up and off of Daniel's dick as Daniel shoved his hole wrecker balls deep in me and pulled out until only the edge of his cockhead was stretching my ass lips, almost completely barebacking me at this point. Just as Daniel had done, Javier shoved his finger knuckles deep in me and completely rolled the condom off of Daniel's hard baby maker. "Fuck Baby! I love how beautiful your hole looks as it stretches and struggles to take my cock!" Daniel said as he completely pulled his cock out of me as an excuse for Javier to extract the condom. Javier hooked his finger in a beckoning gesture and pulled his finger (and the condom) out of me but all I wanted at that moment was for anything, be it cock, finger, or vegetable to fill me up once again. By this point, my teen cock had been rock hard and since Daniel's first downward stroke, that tingling sensation in my balls had been building up in a crescendo, you know the one, that tingle in your nutsack that signals that your cum is gonna come shooting out of you any moment. I briefly pulled off of Tomas' cock and exclaimed, "Oh my God! I'm gonna cum!" "Go for it Baby!" Daniel encouraged me as the small brown bottle was once again place under my nose. Daniel timed the rush with his cock slamming back into me and his thrusts became frantic yet determined. I couldn't help myself anymore and as my first cum shot flew from my dick, my hole spasmed erratically and gripped his cock tighter than I'd ever clenched in my young life. This clearly pushed him over the edge and he slammed balls deep in me and let his cum flood my guts with a growl worthy of any Lion rutting to show the pride who the Alpha truly is. At the same time, Tomas had been thrusting his cock as far into my mouth as it could go and, holding my head forcefully against his lap, he began to cum. My choices were to swallow or drown and so swallow I did. As our orgasms subsided, Daniel hugged me against his chest and growled in my ear, "Your ass is mine Baby! From now on you're gonna want my dick, and my friends' dicks and we'll always be with you. We took your cherry and no one can take that from us!" The only response I have to that all these years later, is that he absolutely knew what he was talking about. For the next couple of days and the remainder of the summer, I continued to go to their apartment after my parents would leave for work, provided that they themselves didn't have to go to work. They became my first adult friends, and lovers, and Daniel eventually became my first boyfriend. I eventually caught on to the trick with the condoms but by that point it didn't I'd been bred dozens of time by then so I just shrugged and said, "Well, it does feel way better without a condom." Definitely NOT The End.

Back with the black guy I have played with twice already. Nice curved sheathed 8” bone and a filthy mouth. Told me this time he was glad he found me, that I am best cocksucker he’s had. Flattery will get him anywhere. We hooked up on Sunday at his place when his “old lady” is at work. She won’t suck him off very much. I am more than happy to fill that gap, married cheating slut that I am. Same set up as last time to start. He stripped and kicked back on the sofa in the darkened living room. He asked me if I liked what I saw. I said yes and licked his big belly and suckled his tits while he called me his bitch and whore and white daddy. Then he had me stand and strip. He loved my furry tits. I got down and started working his cock. He had always had me service him in the dark but this time he stood and grabbed my hand and said follow me. He took me to his bed. I felt honored. He laid back and I went to work on his cock and tits. That cock was so delicious and the further back in my throat he got it the more he talked filthy. Started calling me Red Rover. Said that would be his nickname for me. I was hard and dripping. He encouraged me to play with my cock. Then he had me suck his balls. O yea, daddy bitch, suck my balls, gonna give you all my ancestors. Then he said lower and I sucked and licked his taint. Lower he said. Eat my ass. Lick that hole. Fuck. I was in heaven. Eat that as bitch. Stick that tongue up in there. I had such an urge to mount him and breed him but I knew my place. He is my Sir. I only do as he says. He was so turned on by the rimjob he was about to cum so I sucked that cock back deep and swallowed his load. I nursed his cock while it gradually grew soft. So hot. As we finished up he said his friend was coming next Sunday to fuck my ass while I serviced his cock and ass. I can’t wait. I didn’t cum and didn’t care. I am so satisfied being his Red Rover. BTW. His Grindr profile says nothing about status so my next post may end up in the back room.

Not quite yet .... but I think it'll be real soon .... So I took the dog out a little while ago, got back home and there was a knock on the door. Pretty kid - sweats with his Cock flopping around in there - both arms full of tats - looked me right in the eye and asked if I had just been walking my dog. Odd, huh? So I said yeah, I was, and he said "I thought so - you have a beautiful smile". Well, that may or may not be, but I can say he does. Hot ass, dreads, slight build, and he was looking for work power-washing driveways, pavers, etc. He very clearly cruised my Cock, looked me in the eye while he told me about himself. All of 21, he and his bf started this little power-washing service, Sooooooo ..... my driveway is dirty, isn't it - but not as dirty as my mind, I reckon .... so unless he bolts after getting paid, I'm gonna fuck that bubble Hole full, give him a sloppy kiss and then go stomp some more dirt on my nice, clean driveway .... We'll see .....

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Tallslenderguy said it. You are not with a "perfect guy" because the "perfect guy" for you would accept you having sex with others. Moreover, you are treating him like shit by lying to him, and if you think it's OK to treat "perfect" guys like shit, then you don't deserve a perfect guy. Tell him and be prepared for him to walk away. If he doesn't, great. Maybe there's something to salvage. But as it stands right now, you aren't in a relationship; you're cheating on someone who thinks he's in a relationship.

For me, feeling it gush deep inside & hearing the top moan as his dick throbs as he humps my pussy balls deep is the ONLY way to get pounded & bred.

Chapter 3 The Top Climbed on top of the Pig’s legs pining him down to the bed. He reached over and got some more lube and coated his cock. With one hand he Pulled apart the Pigs cheeks and with the Other he placed the head of his hard pulsing cock against the Pigs anus. The Top asked the Pig “ Are you ready for this “ ? The Pig replied “ Yes “. The Top said “ Remember, it might hurt some at first but will get better pretty soon and you will love the feeling. Especially when I get deep “. The Pig said “ OK”. While the Pig was saying Ok the Top Pushed in. The last part of the Ok was strange, The Pig squeaked the ‘ K ‘ part. Even though he was a little loose and greased and stoned on the weed it was a tight squeeze for the Top’s cock. The Tops cock was hard as ever and was lodged not the Pig’s ass. The pig stared squirming, trying to get away from the searing white pain he felt. He felt like he was being ripped part starting at the ass. Nothing could have prepared him for this. The Tops cock felt like a giant spear from hell. Wile he was struggling to get out form under the Top and what felt like his monster cock the Top kept firm pressure on his cock. The action, as expected, helped the cock to slide deeper into the Pig’s ass. He was only about half way in and the Pg was begging “ Please take it out, it hurts to much. This can’t be right. It really hurts”. It felt like a huge pole was ripping his ass open, Gutting him like a fish. The Top pulled out a little to the relief to the Pig. He left the head in, paused a moment and then told the Pig to hit the poppers hard. The Pig hit them a few times in each nostril. The Top knew it was working because he felt the tight grip on the Pig’s ass loosen on his cock. The Pig put the cap back in then the Top pushed forward again. This time the pig didn’t struggle as much and the Top sank almost all the way in. The Bottom said “ Oh Shit “. The top knew he as ready to get all of it in him. He pulled back a little then pushed all his meat balls deep in the Pig. The Pig said “ This burns but feels kinda good .” The Top leaned over on to the pig. This put more weight on the cock and it was fully wedged into the Pig’s once virgin ass. The Pig was panting little. The top whispered into the Pig’ ear “ Now you know what a woman feels when she looses her virginity, either hole”. With that he pushed harder, trying to explorer more sensitive areas in the Pigs ass. He flexed his cock and the Pig’s head sprang up. The Top said “ You felt that, Did you kike it “ ? The Pig said “ Yes, it felt weird and good. Can you do it again “ ? He did it a coupe more times and then said “ Now it is time for my pleasure. For now you the Woman here “. He followed with “ Your lucky I don’t put you in sexy lingerie and hose and fuck you like a whore.” The Top started working it in and out of the Pig’s stuffed hole. The Pig said “ Please go easy. It still hurts and burns”. The Top stopped and pulled his cock out. There was a slight bit of blood on it but not enough to worry about. The Pig’s hole was gaping open so he poured a little more lube into it. The Pig felt that and said “ That feels cool. I like it “. The Top said “ Good “ and then pushed his cock into the Pig’s ass balls deep. The Pig came up a little and said “ WOW ! “ “ That feels wild, not so deep your hitting something and it doesn’t feel so good “. The Top said “ Good thing I am not so big, you would be screaming and we would be getting the cops called on us “. “ You will get use to it, just breath and enjoy me breeding you for the first time in your life”. With that he stared pumping into the Pigs ass, getting his pleasure more and more knowing he broke another fag and that sooner or later he would be putting out for anyone. The Top was getting closer to shooting, he picked up the pace and was pounding the Pig’s ass. The Pig said “ God. It feels like your turning my ass inside out “. The Top hearing that shifted his angle a little. At this angle he figured his cock would be tapping the Pig’s prostate. The Top was really close to shooting a weeks’ worth of cum into this new convert. After this he would b hooked on taking it up the ass. He almost wished he had a really big cock to split him right but he also knew if he did with the pain he couldn’t have gotten him to take it up the bung hole.

That’s an interesting question. There’s undeniably some base mental/biological process that takes precedence at that point and drives behavior even against other considerations. I experience it on a small scale every time a Top is on the verge of reaching his climax inside me - his sounds, the angle of his hips and thrusts, his tempo, the force of his grip, and, if I can see his face, especially his eyes, signal that he’s about to inseminate me and there’s very, very little that could stop him. He has taken on an animal aspect of his nature, not subject to reason, answerable only to instinct. A bottom may also experience this in a more unsettling way if things get out of control at a gangbang. So what is that instinct that makes cumming such an imperative? On the face of it, orgasm is such a reward to the pleasure center of the brain that it’s understandable that sensing it imminent, one would want to hasten it. But from an evolutionary standpoint, I wonder if it doesn’t have more to do with the need at some point in the distant past to take advantage of every reproductive opportunity as quickly as possible before some bigger, stronger, fiercer ape came along. We hear reports of this sort of thing happening even now in group scenes where some overly aggressive Top actually pulls another man away from fucking a bottom so he can have access. We consider this outrageous, but perhaps it’s an echo of something from our past.

Lunch at the bookstore was hopping today! I sucked 5 cocks in an hour, ate every load and could have done more. I finished up by face fucking a twink who watched me almost the entire time, and nutted so far in his throat he was gagging. Lol

If it hadn't been before, this cult pozing night cemented our friendship. I now moved in with them for my winter vacations. They came to me one summer and I took them to every cruising area, sex club and bathhouse within driving distance. My pozer returned to his meds, his boyfriend refused his doctor's advice and stayed toxic. He just loved the game of having negative guys refuse but ultimately take, sometimes even beg for his poison. Truth be told I found watching him do this a massive turn on. The hottest time was at one of the beach orgies. The boyfriend and I were at three loads each up our asses when a 6' 4" handsome line backer moved in behind the boyfriend. His girthie 9 inch cock had no trouble pushing in. I had the perfect vantage point as the boyfriend and I were bent head to head supporting each other for the assault our asses were receiving. The boyfriend spoke in my ear, "Watch and listen. This is my victim tonight. " I thought, 'good luck buddy, I don't think so.' "You like that ass?" Said the boyfriend directed at the line backer. "Sure do slut. How many loads my dick stirring around. " "About three I think. You like that feel with your naked cock?" "Oh yeah boy. " "You gonna add your's?" "Fuckin right I am!" "Then I get to fuck you. Right?" "No fuckin way faggot!" "But it only seems fair. " "No way you slut, with all the disease you've taken up your ass you're not getting near mine. Besides I'm 100% top." "Okay, if you say so." At this point the guy fucking me groaned as he unloaded. Another cock slid in as soon as he pulled out. The boyfriend spoke to his line backer; "I bet you're a betting man." "Maybe ... why?" "I'd love to make you a wager." "Um ... like what?" "Like how soon you'll cum in me. " "Fuck yeah man, I can hold off as long as I want." "I thought so, so let's make this worth your while. Let's say if you don't cum 'til after the next four loads go up my friends ass I'll pick up your tab for three nights at the gay bar." "I like the sound of that. I won't but what about the slight chance I lose. I pick up your tab?" "Nope, I fuck you bareback. Right here, right now." "No fuckin way man!" "I thought you couldn't lose. Why you so chicken all of a sudden? You too tough a man to take what you give?" "Fuck you. I'm man enough to take anything a faggot like you can deal out. Make it before two loads in his ass and I'm in. " "My friend is the best cock milker I know. He'll have four more loads in no time." As if on cue my fucker screamed, "I'm cumming! Fuck " "I'll let you count that as one, three to go, you in?" "Two more?" "Three ." The line backer pulled his dick out. "Two. Or I walk away right now. " "Fuck, okay two." A medium sized cock pushed up my ass just as the line backer's went back into the boyfriend. Even though the line backer stopped moving the boyfriend fucked his ass on the line backer's pole at double the pace of my fucker. Even though I didn't moved into my best cock milking skills I was soon receiving my next load. " Yeah I got this wrapped up, you better have a flush bank account faggot. I'm known to be a very thirsty guy. " It took five minutes for the next cock to enter my ass. During all this time the boyfriend worked on the line backer's shaft with his considerable oral skills. My new fucker was a 6' 7" extremely fit black basketball player, at least that's where my mind went as his long uncut cock snaked into my guts. It was clear the linebacker liked what he saw as he groaned with pleasure watching the black raw cock pumping my hole. My fucker spoke; "Hey buddy, pick up your pace there, let's see who can breed their fag fastest." The line backer must have been memorized by the black man 'cause he laid into the boyfriend with a frenzied fuck. Each increase in his speed sped up the pace and power with which I was pounded. Soon my man was egging on the line backer; "I'm fuckin close man. You?" "So fuckin close." "Oh,any moment now. " "Fuck ... no ... Argh!" The line backer unloaded in the boyfriend. Just seconds later the black man blasted in me. They were very close but there was no doubt who came first. "You loose fucker" smirked the boyfriend as he scooped and ate cum from his ass. "Now somebody get this excellent lube from my ass to his. " I was on it 'toot sweet'. I don't know which I enjoyed more. Sucking it out of boyfriend or tounge fucking it into the line backer's virgin ass. As the boyfriend started to push into the line backer's hole the line backer lamented. "Go slow, that's a virgin ass you're breaking. And there's a condom in my shorts. " "A bet is a bet buddy. Did you just breed my slutty ass?" "Aw ... yeah." "So you're getting what you gave." The boyfriend's cock crashed in balls deep and the line backer screamed. "Pull it out. You're killing me. " The boyfriend ignored him and started to fuck away. "Okay, you won, you've had your fun. You picked my virgin cherry ass, pull out now please." "I can feel your ass relaxing, I think you're starting to enjoy it. " "No, fuck, stop ... oh shit,.. oh fuck ... oh my ... that felt good ... ummmm, what are you doing?" "Hitting your prostate. What kind of top doesn't know that trick? See why I needed to pop your cherry? Want me to stop now?" His groans of pleasure said it all. After a while the boyfriend moved the line backer onto his back on the beach and moved in to mount him missionary. Before pushing in he asked; "So you want your condom now chicken?" "Bets a bet. Not giving you a chance to say I reneged. " "That's right. " said the boyfriend as he slipped his raw cock back in. The two locked eyes continuing the dare as the fucking regained speed and power. With great bravado, "Fuck me faggot, give me the best you've got." "You mean like my toxic cum. " said the boyfriend with ragged breath. "You're fuckin with me, you're not toxic poz ." "You think not? You're a betting man. Do you fulfill your wager and I breed you with my toxic load or have me pull out and you pick up my tab. And hurry man, I'm so close." The line backer looked into the faces of those of us gathered around. With panic in his eyes "You're not poz, but pull out, don't ...." "Argh ! Too late ... knocking you up ... planting it deep. " The boyfriend pulled out, grabbed his clothes and ran. The line backer looked at me and stated; "He's not poz is he!." I just nodded my head. "No, he can't be. I've never had a cock in me before. The first one can't have pozed me. No way." "Yes way." I said "You better get to a clinic in the morning. " "I can't, I have a flight at noon. " "Then you better get to an emergency room as fast as you can. That or join our club." When I ran into the boyfriend later he was at the other end of the beach with another substantial cock up his ass. He high fived me; "That was fuckin awesome, did you see his face as I stung him?" "Yeah man, it was so hot. How often have you done that? Could you have pulled out?" "No. He waited too long. I gave him fair warning. You gotta get off meds so you can do that. It's such fuckin fun." "He could have killed you man. " "That's why I ran. I love the adrenaline rush. " For the rest of my stay and every year after he kept on me about taking a meds break and joining him in pozing a few guys. He wouldn't let it go like a dog with a bone. At first the invitation repulsed me, but over the years as I witnessed his skill in getting even the most reluctant to take his sting my resolve began to weaken.

As promised another chapter - More to cum but not sure when --- “ You want to feel how my cock is entering him ? Feel how it is sliding into him ? Leaving my precum in his hot ass ? “ Mike said pulling all the way out and pushing back in. “Touch it Daniel! See how it feels to get fucked!” And Daniel still in horniness overload put his hand on Mikes fat cock as he was sliding back into the twink, guiding it into the young bottom and with that sealing his own fate. ----- V – The corruption has started The feeling was amazing! Mike’s fat cock was drilling this young twink hole BAREBACK and his hand was guiding this monster into the willing hole. Daniel was in heaven, he couldn’t take his eyes of the pink boypussy being pound. This way it took him a while to realise that Mike was starring at him with a big wolfish grin on his face. “Do you like the way this feels?” He asked when Daniel finally looked up. Mike pulled all the way out to show off his complete length and pushed back in forcefully. He emphasized each of his next words with a big aggressive push into Samu: “good… because… your... holes… are…. Next!” With that it dawned on Daniel. He had touched Mike; he’d done the only thing he shouldn’t have done! And now? What was he going to do to him? He couldn’t be serious about fucking him. Especially not bare! He never got fucked and Mike knew how careful he has been and still was. He let go of Mike and moved back a little. Mike only laughed “The damage has already been done – fanboy! – No point of backing off now! Accept your fate, you knew the rules!”. With that he finally stopped fucking Samu who turned around with a big smile on his face. He’d played his part of this plan to perfection and enjoyed every minute of it and now he was going to witness this safe sex advocate being fucked by his favourite top. Daniel’s emotions were on a rollercoaster ride. He was scared shitless when he thaught about the big bare tool between Mike’s legs that was now pointing at him all the while he could feel his own dick being the hardest it had ever been. Mike moved closer towards him and pulled him into a kiss. He invaded his mouth with a force that clearly stated who was in control now and Daniel enjoyed it so much. He kissed Mike back and as Mike guided his hand towards his cock Daniel did not hesitate to stroke him. Coming back to his senses Daniel broke off the kiss – “Mike please – you know me, I never fuck with guys. You are the hottest person I know, and I want this so bad – but…” Before he could finish Mike’s mouth was back on his, silencing any protest that he was trying to give. Samu came to join the fun and started to stroke Daniel’s hard-on. All his resistance seemed to disappear and he closed his eyes. Mike realised he got his fanboy where he wanted him, horny as fuck and his inhibitions lowered and most importantly in debt when it came to his house rules. It was time for phase two. He put his hands on Daniel’s shoulders and pushed the boy to his knees. His dick pointing directly at Daniels mouth he started to hit his face with his fat cock. It was a sight for the gods. There he was this scared little horny fucker that wouldn’t screw around with anybody but his own hand, opening up his lips slightly more every time Mike’s cock was hitting his beautiful face. He nodded to Samu and towards his cellphone. He wanted the next things that were going to happen to be recorded. Daniels face was already covered in precum and he could smell Mike on his face. Every now and then Mike put his cock directly under his nostrils smearing his precum between Daniels mouth and face, brushing his lips. Fuck it smelled so good. He wanted this so badly, he needed Mikes cock he wanted to taste him, to know how it feels inside his mouth. And while thinking all of these naughty thoughts he didn’t realise Mike hitting him with his cock had stopped. His dick was now directly in front of his face, hard as fuck but not doing anything. And without thinking about what he was doing Daniel opened up his mouth widely and started to suck on Mikes cock. “There you go bitch, let your desires control you! – Smell me taste me ! You know you want this, you know you need me and you know you want more then this!” With that he rammed his dick into Mikes throat. He loved seeing his eyes get all wide by the lack of oxygen due to his big dick in his throat, he loved how it felt on his dick – hot and tight and he loved the desire that he saw in Daniel’s eyes beneath all this fear and his hesitation. He let go of the boy and let him grasp for air before now starting to facefuck the boy. Samu was recoding the whole thing. Daniel’s face turning into a mass with spit and dick juice everywhere he seemed to have lost all his inhibitions. Daniel didn’t even notice Samu filming him and when the young twink put a brown bottle under his nose he inhaled without hesitation. Mike put his hand over Daniels nose so he couldn’t exhale and shoved his dick all the way down his fanboys throat. “Now fly my little fanboy! Fly!” The rush of the poppers mixed with the oxygen deprivation made Daniel so fucking horny. He was feeling hot and sexy. Everything seemed to be just so fucking hot. The dick in his mouth that had been a challenge the last few minutes was now resting deep down in his throat and was just causing a massive amount of pleasure. Finally Mike took his hand of his nose and released him. He took a deep breath and wanted to go on sucking Mike’s dick. He however had other ideas. He pushed Daniel forward so he was now on all fours. Daniel looked at him with his big puppy eyes now seeing Samu filming him but not caring due to his horniness and the amazing feeling of the poppers. Mike grabbed the boy by his legs and pushed his ass cheeks apart to blow on his tight little asshole that hadn’t been touched hadn’t been barefucked and was in for a lot of action tonight. Daniel was shivering, his how was feeling so hot and he wanted Mike so bad to touch it. Mike started sucking Daniels ass and the fanboy was pushing himself onto Mikes tongue. Samu was now positioning himself in front of the young fanboy and held his hard cock in front of his mouth. “Since you seem to be the bitch now, put your mouth to use!” Mike grinned. Samu had always been a switcher and was more devious than one would expect of someone this young. But he liked the naughty young boys. Especially since he helped him corrupt Daniel. Daniel sucked Samus cock and loved how his ass was sucked at the same time. He push back harder and harder and his ass felt fucking amazing. Samu was feeding him poppers every now and then and Daniel inhaled eagerly making his ass feel even hotter. All of a sudden Mike stopped licking his hole and he felt his penis on ass. Rubbing at his hole that was so slick and slimy that it slided back and forth between his ass cheecks perfectly. Mike was positioning his cock on Daniels hole. The pink puffy hole was his and he wanted to destroy and seed it so bad that he had to control himself to not push in with one hard trust. But he wanted more than that. He wanted Daniel to bag for his load and he wanted to give him the illusion of safety only to choose to throw all the safety away and beg for his load.

------- 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 ))

Part IV Brent kissed me gently and stood me up, my knees wobbly from nervousness and excitement. He guided me towards the stairs and stopped at the bottom step as his cummy dick pressed against my sloppy hole and he wrapped his arms around me, whispering “You know, you and your boy are both very lucky to have each other.” With that he turned me around to face him and kissed me again, adding “with some couples, one is clearly more interested in joining our Club than the other one, and that can ruin a relationship.” I nodded as he continued saying “this should bring you and your boy closer than ever as you go through this experience together, and it will be my pleasure to be part of that process.” His cock was getting hard again as he turned me around and gestured upstairs. As rough as Brent had been with me, I figured he would be practically raping my boy by now, but I was surprised to hear no sounds at all as we approached the bedroom door. Brent stepped to my side and placed his hand on mine as I turned the handle and opened the door. There, in front of me, on our bed, my boy was face down with a jockstrap shoved in his mouth as a gag. Sam had his ass up in the air as he held his face down and jackhammered into his hole. Only the sound of heavy breathing, balls slapping sweaty ass, and my boy's whimpering filled the room. Sam looked up and grinned at me and Brent. “Good thing Brent leaks a lot! He lubed him up good for me!” I knew then that Brent had fucked him, and bred him with his POZ cum. My boy tried to raise his head to look up, but Sam held it firmly down as he slammed into my boy's hole. Sam continued saying “Yeah, his style is different than mine, but Brent sure can fill 'em up! But so can I!” With that, he fucked hard and then held his hips still as he shot his load deep into my boy's guts, gasping the invitation to me “Get over here and have a look.” Sam pulled his cock out of my boy's ass. His pubes were matted with sticky froth that must have been Brent's toxic load working it's way out of my boy's hole. My boy's ass was red and puffy, and his hole was much more open than I had ever seen it before. Sam grabbed my head and shoved his sticky dick down my throat. “You gonna gag on that cock? Gonna choke on my stick?” I was too busy sucking cum from his dick and swallowing it down to even think about gagging. Sam pulled out and forced my head into my boy's ass. I lapped away as my boy groaned and squirmed around. Sam got behind me and lined up his still-hard cock with my own cummy hole. Sam entered me, and I was glad to have Brent's load in my as lube, or I would have really been in pain. As Sam commenced fucking me hard, Brent got down and swallowed my cock, holding my dick deep in his throat. Meanwhile Sam's pistoning made me more or less fuck Brent's mouth. My boy had rolled over and was working his fingers in and out of his sloppy ass with one hand as he jerked his straining cock with the other. Brent pulled off of my gasping for air and motioned for my boy to take his place. My boy blew me for a minute but Sam's erratic action made it hard for him to wrap his lips around my dick. Instead, he spun around and sunk his ass down onto me. Sam was practically screwing my boy again as it was his thrusts that were fucking us both. It was too much for me to handle, and I fired off, adding my load to the two already deep inside my boy's savaged hole. When I came, my ass spasmed and sent Sam over the edge for the second time in five minutes. I now had two loads oozing out of my ass, at least one of which was POZ. The four of us were covered in sweat. Brent and Sam gave each other a wide grin, and Sam commented “Well, looks like they passed to me.” Brent raised his eyebrows and trailed his fingers from his hairy chest down to his ass as he spread his legs and fingered his own hole. “Almost, but there's still something left. We need to know that they're good tops as well.” Sam eagerly got on his knees and repositioned Brent. They were facing each other across the mattress with their sweaty asses up in the air. Brent took my hand and guided me behind him. Sam wiggled his ass as my boy got the clue that it was his turn to top now. In that moment, I realized that I had never seen my boy top, nor had I even ever heard him talk about it. I worried that he might not be able to get it up. My fears were quickly allayed as he spit on his cock and forcefully slid into Sam's ass. I had my boy's ass juices and my last load to lube me up, and I entered Brent as gracefully as he had entered me less than twenty minutes earlier. Sam squealed louder than expected as my boy returned the hard fuck he had just received. Brent craned his neck to smile up at me, saying “You're doing a great job, but I want to see how good your boy fucks too.” Without any further invitation my boy pulled-out of Sam and we switched places. Sam's ass was chunky for such a fit guy, and I loved rolling his cheeks around in my hands as I plowed into him. Sam and Brent kissed hard as my boy and I locked eyes. He nodded his head as he was ready to cum and fired off inside Brent's ass, and seconds later I blasted my load into Sam. The four of us collapsed onto the bed in a cummy, sweaty heap. About an hour later we had all showered together and cleaned up. We went back downstairs where we each had another cocktail. Brent and Sam gave us paperwork to sign including legal waivers, and also provided the address and time for the next Bare Fuck Club meeting. We knew we wouldn't miss it for the world. We kissed goodbye on the steps and Sam and Brent left. My boy and I fucked again that night. He told me what had happened that evening from his perspective and I did the same. My boy told me that Brent had revealed to him that both Sam and Brent were in fact POZ, as was nearly every member of the Club. Brent had been just as gentle with him as he had been with me. Brent also revealed that he was likely the one to have POZZED Joe. Sam had told him that his specialty was roughing up NEG asses so POZ seed could do it's work. I knew our NEG days were numbered, but it hardly mattered. We were going into this Club together. We were both looking forward into our Bare Fuck Club initiation.

Glad you guys are enjoying this storyline... Part III My boy followed Brent up the stairs to our bedroom as Sam got up and sat down beside me. “I imagine they'll need about fifteen minutes for the next part of the audition, so we've got some time to get to know each other,” he said, as his leg brushed against mine and he slapped my inner thigh with his hand. “Mind if I ask some questions about your sexual skills and experience?” “Sure,” I answered. “Ever been in an orgy?” “No, not yet.” He made a mark on his pad. “Ever felched a hole before sharing your boy's ass with Joe?” “Not on purpose. But I'm sure I ate my boy's hole once or twice when there was already cum in there.” He made another note. “Ever suck a cock that might be POZ?” “Not yet,” I answered, waiting for him to take note of my response. “Want to try?” Sam leered at me as he put down the clipboard, spread his legs, and forcefully guided my hand to his crotch. He thrust my hand to his belt, and helped me unbutton his jeans, releasing a thick uncut cock. “Get to it, slut.” I crouched between Sam's muscular thighs and he forced my head down into his crotch. “Make my dick nice and wet. It's gonna fuck at least one hole tonight!” I slobbered all over Sam's cock, and fished out my own hard-on. My mind reeled with sex as I breathed in the scent of Sam's crotch and swallowed his dick. I knew at the very same moment, there was a good chance that my boy was blowing Brent. I sucked Sam off for a few minutes. I have always loved giving head, and I wanted to make a good impression. Sam was running his fingers through my hair and even pulling it as he led my head up and down, completely controlling the pace. After a bit, he held my head with one hand on my throat and kept my head still. He POUNDED my throat until I was gagging. “You're doing well man. Just let me use your throat. You want to be used, don't you?” Sam yanked my shirt over my head and leaned forward so he could stick a spit-moistened finger in my ass. I tensed as his first knuckle jammed into me. I started moaning so much that I must have been giving a really shitty blowjob. Sam spun me around so my face was on the floor and my ass was up. He dove between my cheeks and roughly licked my ass with his fingers and his tongue. I tried turning my head to see if he was getting ready to fuck me, but he used his free hand to hold my head to the floor as he stuck three fingers of his other hand painfully inside me. Sam released my head as he got to his knees behind me and teased my ass with his raw cock. He slid up and down my crack. I squirmed around until his head was right at my hole. “You trying to get me to fuck you?” “Uh huh” I grunted. “Take your time. I'll take your ass when I'm good and ready.” “Fuck yeah,” I moaned, adding “it's your's to take!” I couldn't believe I was giving into being a bottom pig for a total stranger who was very likely POZ. My knees were weak and I could feel myself shivering a bit knowing very soon I would be full of raw dick. Sam slapped his tool against my hole a few times and I could feel his precum dripping into me. He jabbed the head in just until my ass closed around his mushroom. I started to push back on his cock, and he pulled out. “Dude, I know you think this is about you, but it's not. Be patient.” Just then, I heard a chuckle from the staircase. I looked up to see Brent coming down the stairs alone. He was dressed but had removed his tie, and unbuttoned and untucked his shirt. Brent stood me up and chastised Sam, “Go easy on him. He's new to all this.” Sam immediately grabbed his clipboard and made a note. “Now go upstairs,” he told Sam, explaining “the boy is ready for you.” At that point, I didn't know how far Bent had gone with my boy's part of the interview, but I figured they hadn't fucked since he was still dressed. Sam shucked off his jeans in a pile at the base of the stairs, and eagerly bounded up towards the bedroom. I knew he would be rough-fucking my boy raw within minutes. Brent wrapped his arms around me and gave me a bear hug. “Your boy did very well. I'm sure you'd be proud of how well his portion of the audition went. You're a lucky man.” I beamed with pride knowing that he approved of my boyfriend. “Did you fuck him?” I asked. “Maybe, maybe not yet. But I'm down here with you now. Let's talk about you.” Brent's tone was completely different than Sam's: he was more experienced and more even-tempered, just as sexy but in total contrast. Brent leaned forward and kissed me. He was making love to my mouth as his hands explored my chest, tweaking my nipples and working lower until they found my rock-hard cock. He sat me down on the sofa and went down on me, gingerly lapping at my balls and going lower as he slowly raised my legs until my hole was exposed to him. He gently licked my ass and made wider and wider circles as I relaxed. He worked in a finger or two without me feeling any pain at all. I felt myself melting into his hand. Brent stood up and began taking off his clothes. “You know what Sam is doing to your boy right now, don't you?” “I bet he's pounding him hard.” “Probably. Are you sure you're ok with that?” “Yes. I'll be more ok with it if you fuck me right now.” Brent smiled down at me as he opened his trousers and revealed a beautifully long thin shiny wet dick. When I saw it, I wondered if he had already fucked my boy. He spit on his hand and lubed his cock. He gently leaned into me and without feeling any pain, I took his entire length, balls deep. He eased in and out of me until my ass was spasming with pleasure. Brent kissed me, filling my mouth with his tongue as I melted completely into him. His pace increased, but he was tender as he fucked me. It was more like making love than I had ever experienced with my boyfriend, completely different than the brute animal energy I had received from Sam. “Do you want me to cum in you” he asked. “Yes. I want to feel your cum in my ass. I want to join your Club and let all of the guys fuck me!” His pace quickened. “Even the POZ ones?” “YES! Especially the POZ ones!” “And your boy? Do you want him to take our loads too?” “YES! Give us both your seed!” His pace slowed until he stopped, holding his pulsing dick deep in me. “You want us to give you both our POZ seed?” “YES! Give us your POZ seed!” He pumped slowly as he kissed me and then withdrew his cock. “I already have.” I knew in that moment that he was POZ. And I knew that he had cum inside me. My head swam as I realized what I had allowed to and even encouraged happen. “Want to go upstairs with me and see how Sam is getting along with your boy?” To be continued...

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...

This was a story salvaged form "Bugshare" ages ago, the story itself I think is a heavily edited version of another story, and if anyone knows the original let me know. ===================== There he is, standing before me. Seth. He's a 20 years old fine young specimen of male flesh, about six feet tall, and weighing at maybe 190 pounds. I wouldn't describe him as muscular or toned or ripped, but he is a perfectly hot looking young man. He is height and weight proportionate, albeit thinner in appearance, but not skinny. He nicely fills out his frame with a slim youthful body showing the hint of fit musculature. Many models would envy his frame and looks. He is not a pretty boy per se, but gives off an attraction all his own. He definitely makes my cock stir to look at him and he has all the attributes that I find appealing! We're down in my unfinished basement and I have made some minor additions down here to make ready for Seth's visit. Personally I'm late-40ish, in good shape still many mistake me for being younger than my actual age due to my thinner body and younger facial features. I am 6' and 185 lbs. My seven-inch uncut cock is average in size, I have good-sized balls that hang in a nice low sack full of seed. I used to shave my balls and trim my pubes, but stopped, as I like to be hairy as a master. Men are hairy and have pubes and furry balls and asses so why shave it. I love the look of men, so be men and taste and play the way God makes us. A hair or two in the mouth is the cost of doing business. Oh, and I have AIDS. Didn’t mention that earlier? During my younger days, back when everyone fucked everyone else, someone at a bathhouse knocked me up. My seed has been highly toxic ever since. But that is another story. This is about Seth. I have been keeping to a strict work out schedule and I can easily pass for late thirties or no older than forty. However, Seth was looking for a Dad and I wanted a son with whom to play, so we both knew we were getting in this deal. Fuck, what did guys do before the age of the Internet to meet others that they wanted to play with? I met Seth online on a hook up site for men. I placed my profile stating I was interested in getting into S&M, bondage and being a master and a Dad for young guys as well as having interest in just getting it on with other men. I had said I wanted to explore more kink and voyeurism and especially being dominant. Seth answered my profile and wanted to be aggressively dominated by a master and have a Dad use him. He said he was curious about having sex with other guys, wanted to explore man to man sex and had no limits. I always laugh at anyone who says they want to explore “no limits sex” because they never realize just what it means. Because I in truth had another more selfish motive for finding someone. I had felt it was time to “spread my seed” and I wanted to find a boy to plant my DNA in, someone I could poz to carry on my virus long after I had gone. After several chats on line and via MSN, we agreed to meet here at my house. I had taken several days away from the office so I could give my undivided attention and freedom to entertain the boy. And here he is! Seth is standing almost up on his tiptoes with his arms tied up and spread out by ropes around his wrists and fastened to eyehooks screwed into my floor joists. I am lucky as I have a nine foot ceiling in my basement so I was able to easily stretch him out. His feet are also spread apart and tied to an old curtain rod by rope around his ankles and to the hooks and each end of the rod. Basically, he is spread eagled in a standing position naked except for having a white Bike jock on, which he wore on my instructions along with a T-shirt, jeans and flip flops. He was to arrive with only that on and he did what he was told. Holy shit is this lad beautiful. With real appreciation, I gazed at his physique, knowing that I have his body totally in my control, to use, abuse, and to eventually impregnate with my poz seed, makes my cock surge. It was about 5:00 PM when I saw him standing on the corner of a nearby strip mall and I pulled up and nodded at him. We had exchanged face pics before so knew who to look for. He jumped in my car and I asked, "Am I what you expected and are you still game to go ahead with this?" Seth shyly looked up at me and replied, "Yeah man, I like what I see and want to do this." "So what limits do you have because once we're at my place, I consider that you're mine to use boy?" He again looked right up at me with a bit of a grin saying, "As I said when we chatted, use me like you want. I have no limits Sir! My profile nickname Rapeme says it all Sir!" “Game on then!" I quickly told him and started to drive him to my place all eager to enjoy this lad's young pure body. We arrived at my place and I drove right into the garage using the remote opener to open and close the door behind me. I got out and opened the door to the house and Seth followed me with neither of us saying a word. We both knew what we wanted and in my mind I would tell him what I wanted when I needed it. We head right down to the basement and onto a large rug in the center of the large unfinished area. I had everything ready for Seth so picked up the rope and tied his right hand to the floor joist. Next I tied his left arm and wrists up and then got his ankles tied to the curtain rod. Still nothing was said and Seth let me do what I wanted. It was really almost too easy. Now he was trussed up and stretched spread eagled before me. He was mine! I pulled at his T neckline and finally heard a rip and tore open his shirt off his smooth chest and revealed his quarter sized nipples. I couldn't get the neckline to fully rip so grabbed some scissors and snips the material and also down his sleeves and threw the ripped cut cloth over to the wall. Next I unbuttoned, unzipped his jeans and yanked them down. Pushing them down his thighs and legs, they dropped to his mid legs stopped by his spread open legs. I took the scissors and started cutting the material down his right leg and Seth muttered, "Those are my good Jeans!" I reached up and slapped his face and continuing to cut told him to shut the fuck up. Getting him naked in this way was a turn on for me. It is far more realistic to raping the guy than just having him do as I wanted. I wanted him to succumb and totally submit to me by the end of it all, to belong to me utterly for him to give himself to me, and in the end, to beg for my seed. Once cutting his jeans off him, I tore his flip flops off his feet and whipped them over with the discarded torn and cut clothing I had disrobed him of. He was smooth all over save for a bit of brown curly hair on his forearms and lower legs. A slight treasure trail led from his navel down in the elastic band of the Bike jock he wore. He was fair skinned and it accentuated his brown nipples. A fine forest of brown underarm hair filled his pits and was exposed from having his arms tied out stretched. He was nicely built but not muscular. Youthful exuberance bristled about him. He simply remained quiet and looked at me with his intense medium blue colored eyes. He had short spiked lighter brown hair and thin sideburns that ran down his face to the point of his jaw on either side of his face. He sported brown facial stubble and fine eyebrows. I approached him and nestled up to his outstretched body. I took in his freshly showered and scented odor as I held him in my arms and brushed my face against his neck and kissed him. I whispered to him, "You are now going to be my fucking little whore and slut boy. I will use, abuse and rape you with whatever I desire to do and you will obey and take it no matter what. You told me you had no limits and I have none so enjoy this bitch. You are about to be raped, then fucked, and then my seed will own you. Understand?" Seth replied quietly, "Yes Sir." I enjoyed his scent and tasted his neck and ears and working my tongue down his body to his right nipple. Sucking and teasing it with my teeth I enjoy him. I bit his tit a bit and continued sucking it and then slowly worked over to his fresh but slightly musky armpit. I dove in there with my mouth and tongue and lapped and licked at his pit and the soft forest of hair as I enjoyed the aroma and taste of his young pungent underarm. Some say it is a submissive act to drink in the sweat of someone’s pits. For me it was something to be savored as I could tell how much it aroused and excited him. The more rich and thick his scent and taste got, the more excited I felt. And I wanted to enjoy this young man before I used him fully; I wanted to be gently before I brutalized him. It was like getting appetizers before your main meal, although I knew exactly what dessert would be. After fully eating out his right pit, I switched and enjoyed his left armpit and got fresh scent and taste. Once full of this savor, I planted a deep French on his mouth and explored his mouth with my tongue. I felt a bit of resistance as my mouth and tongue, ripe with his armpit, invaded and covered his mouth. Good I thought. I like resistance so I can begin to tame and break him. Half the thrill of making a boy is breaking down his will and mind, slowly making him crave the abuse I have in store for him, and in time, make him crave my Toxic cum. I wonder what this boy had done with a man before? I hoped he was a virgin to really being used and fucked by a man like me. I wanted his body badly, and his neg cherry even worse. After a while of making him eat my tongue, I let go of him and walked behind him admiring his bubble firm ass. I felt his cheeks and grabbed them firmly. I landed a few hard slaps across them with my hand and watched them flatten and bounce back to their youthful firmness as redness slightly spread across them. "Like that boy?" I asked. "Yes Sir!" Seth told. With a few firmer slaps on his checks I again asked him and he said, "Yes Sir!" "You going to be able to have to take much more than that for my pleasure boy if you are to become my bitch, and my son." I said. Seth responded quicker now, “Yes Sir. Use me. Rape me Sir. Make me your bitch!" I gave his ass five or six real hard slaps and made the room reverberate with the sound of my palm landing on his ass cheeks as I wound up and swung my arm in an arc to give some good force to the spanking. "Uhmm" erupted from Seth's lips as he no longer was able to hold back his reaction to my slapping his ass. He also lurched forward as my handed on his butt. Seth uttered only muffled murmurs as my hand landed on him. Those red bubble ass cheeks looked appealing and I knelt down and firmly parting those luscious cheeks with my fingers and exposing this young man's rosebud manhole. It was a nice, pink, wrinkled, round sphincter muscle with only a bit of wispy brown curly hair circling it which then heading down in between his legs going behind the Jock he wore. I gazed at his young tight hole for a while and then leaned forward and licked the entire length of his ass crack especially sure to go over that hot hole. He was very clean and only a whiff of asshole was noticeable, not that would have hindered me too much. After a few more tender licks, I got my face right in there and tongued his hole and stuck my oral muscle as deep as I could send it. Wiggling my face in there, I got as deep as I could physically could. My tongue lavished in getting to fuck this boy's hole knowing that soon my pozcock would violate it but deeper, firmer and with the mindset of fucking the shit of this unsuspecting bitch wannabe. In amongst my oral devouring of young asshole, I heard Seth moaning lowly. Once sufficiently fed on this young mancunt, I got up and again kissed the boy inserting my tongue deep into his mouth. As he tried to pull back, I held his head firm and forced my tongue into his mouth. I pulled off and ordered him to suck my tongue and taste his own ass. He held back and I then slapped his face hard and told him again. He compiled and I enjoyed exploring his throat and mouth with my ass ripe tongue. Once satisfied that he had tasted his own ass, I got a medium sized vibrating butt plug and made him lick and spit on it. I worked it into his ass pushing it fairly firmly with constantly increasing pressure again the resistance of his young ass muscle trying to keep it out. Seth leaned forward to try to adjust and get away from the invading plug as he moaned. "Take it boy!" I said loudly "Push your bitch ass onto it and take it!" Seth reluctantly pushed back a bit as I pulled his hip with one hand as my other hand shoved in the plug. Finally the widest part of the plug reached the youth's sphincter and with resistance stretched it open wider as I gobbed a wad of saliva onto the plug and his stretched hole. As the spit slide down, I pulled the plug out a bit and twirled it to make use of my spit as lube and then shoved hard again. It slid in and stopped at the widest part making his hole open wider still. With Seth's sudden prolonged cry of "Aahhhh!", the butt plug slipped in stopping and holding itself firmly in place from its triangular shape and from Seth's sphincter muscle clamping around the narrower base. I immediately switched it on to a low vibration and watched him jump from the sensation. "Ever had a plug in your ass before boy?" "No Sir" "Like it?" "Yes Sir. I will take and like what you give me Sir!" Seth promptly said. “You're fucking right you will boy, cause you ain't got no choice now." Now I was going to play and enjoy watching this lad squirm and endure what turned me on. I had done the gentle Daddy act, now It was time to enjoy myself and break this bitch so when I felt like fucking him, he'd do whatever I wanted. By the time I was done, he'd beg for poz cum from any top I wanted, and spread my own DNA to as many others as possible. Being a dominant master and an aggressive Dad really got my cock hard and oozing. I grabbed my camera and snapped several shots of my youthful hostage. I clipped on a black leather cock strap and also inserted a vibrating butt plug into my own ass to stimulate my senses and get me into a frenzy. I was set to play for a while and reduce this willing lad into nothing more than a piece of male fuck meat for me to use, poz and pleasure myself with. I gazed at Seth. In his eyes, I could see some uneasiness now for the first time. Had he gotten himself into more than he bargained for? I sure as hell thought he had so, I knew he had moved out of his parents, was on his own in the world, and as such, could belong, in time, utterly to me. I held Seth's head and kissed him deeply planting another long passionate French kiss on his face. I rubbed against his body and once again enjoyed tasting his armpits, nipples, chest and abs s I drooled over my captive. I got down to his jock and licked his package held in the elasticized material. A small wet spot was apparent on the jock of the young bitch, and I knew he was enjoying what he was getting. Hot damn I thought, what could this bitch endure? I intended to find out! With the scissors, I slip a blade along his waist band and snipped. It let loose and fell to the one side. I cut the smaller straps holding the cup to the back behind his bag. The Jock fell free to the ground. "Holyshit!" I exclaimed as I gazed down and saw the cock this boy had hanging there. Seth had to be at least 7"long hanging there limp. He was uncut and had huge balls in a low hanging sack. The big thick cock head was half covered with foreskin even more then my own. His cock had no big veins and was a smooth unblemished gorgeous monster example of manhood. His brown pubes were long curly and thick as was the thick bush of pubes covering his balls. His left huge orb hung lower than his right and they moved slightly now in their freedom. A clear drop of liquid emerged from his piss slit. "Fuck you're huge my boy!" I said aloud as I admired this young man's equipment. He was more man than I was in this case. He possessed a fucking horse cock. "You may be a man in the cock department Seth, but you will be my bitch won't you?" I said to him. "Yes Sir I will be Sir. I want you to make me your bitch and use me. I want to be raped by you Sir! I then snapped a leather ball stretcher onto his Seth's large balls and sack. I had a bit of trouble stuffing it all into this parachute stretcher and when snapping it closed, Seth gave a quick jolt as I think I pinched his bag in the snap closure. Fuck, I don't care, all the better. Next I began attaching large fishing weights to the small chain on the ball stretcher. Seth did not react much so I added a few heavy metal balls, which then got his attention. The addition of a few more pulled his nuts down and stretched his bag taut, he moaned and moved to try to alleviate this pulling so I added a few more larger fishing weights. He then cried out, "Ummm" and lifted up. A couple more to make it hurt was in order so I did it. As I was adding the extra weights to really pull his balls down, I asked, "Like that bitch?" "Yes Sir he responded. "Want more?" "I want what you want to do to me sir." With that I added a few smaller ones, one at a time and then one larger one. At that Seth cried out and struggled about going up on his tip toes in reaction to his balls being abused. "Stand still and take this bitch!" I ordered and then reached around and clicked up the vibration on his butt plug so it was at the third level. I could hear it buzzing now and listened to Seth holding back his groans of discomfort form his nuts being pulled down. Next I got a pail of wooden pinch-type clothes pegs. With two in my hand, I stood up and kissed the youth's mouth again and he kissed me back. I thought to myself that he had no idea what I would do to him, this realization thrilled me and made me even more excited. Knowing he had no clue just how depraved and total his abuse would be. I wondered if he'd kiss me like this if he knew what was in store, the levels of abuse of getting raped and finally being impregnated by my toxic charged seed. I enjoyed the kiss and pinched the pegs on his two nipples. I felt his jolt as the pegs pinched shut but he pressed his mouth to mine. Fucking hot, I thought, what won’t this bitch endure and do for me? I felt it was time to give this boy a bit of pleasure. A Master rewards his slave, so I knelt before him. I kissed his cock and licked its head repeatedly. Fuck, who am I kidding, this wasn't his reward it was for me. I wanted to suck this huge dick and make him hard to one taste him, and two see if I could handle such a whopping huge fuck tool. After a few minutes of licking and kissing his cock, I took the semi-flaccid muscle in my hands and pulled the foreskin back exposing a huge thick cock head slick with saliva and some precum. A part of me had hoped to see some cheese or smegma, but it looked like the boy was clean. I was sure I could change that in time. The precum was nice and musky however, sticky and thoroughly enjoyable as I tasted it. It just seemed to continue oozing out as I let the cock hang there enjoying the view. Seth's tool began to harden a bit and grow from my attention. The precum dripped down and formed a thin string of liquid hanging from his piss slit to the floor. I put my face into it and licked it up relishing in feeling precum on my face as I tasted the sweet natural fuck lube. I took his big cock back into my mouth and sucked it lovingly enjoying the feel of hardening cock. I took it all 7"in my mouth and pushed it into my throat so that I could take it all down. My nose buried into his young musky pubes. Using my tongue I massaged his cock shaft as I pulled my face off and back onto his pole. Bryan moaned lowly as I impaled my face onto his growing dick using my hands to hold it up and stroke it in between my oral swallowing of its entire length. I really had to work at getting it all down once the full 9+ or ten inches of hard manhood reached its zenith. I wanted to suck and swallow that whole huge dick and did it. Once in, I'd hold my head onto it and press my face into his sweaty pubes feeling this dick stretch my throat going down my esophagus past my vocal chords. With my hands firmly gripping his ass, I pulled his ass towards me so he'd get the hint and fuck my face. Seth stood and did not move so I pulled the chain and yanked his balls down and reactivated his ass plug to vibrate. I pulled my face off his pole and told him to fuck my face. With the yank of his balls, Seth moaned loudly but when I got back to having his whole dick in my throat again, he moved back and forth and provided the desired face fucking I craved. He probably wondered why a master would want to get face fucked especially by such a huge prick, but hey this was about my pleasure and not his. If he benefitted now, that was a plus, cause soon he'd beg me for mercy. I was in heaven and what I wouldn't give to have him blow a load into my face mouth and throat. Should I get him off and then use him? Usually I was spent after blowing a load and couldn't get fucked without it hurting like hell. Fucking me for an hour or all night long was great if I didn't come first. But if I came and was still getting fucked, I didn't enjoy it. It usually hurt me so I always waited to come until after my top had blown his wad. Hell if Seth were like this too, I would blow him now and then make him endure my fucking. I increased the intensity of blowing Seth's organ and used my hands to stroke it as I went down on him fully and then only partially alternating to make him cum fast. I pulled of him and yelled, "Fuck my face bitch! Fuck me hard and give me your cum. I want that big cock to blow a load into me! Fuck me now bitch and do it like you mean it!" and went right back onto him. Seth complied and began to thrust with a bit of force albeit he was trussed and not capable of really being able to fuck me. Several minutes of my intense blow job and swallowing his whole member together with his thrusting brought out an exclamation from Seth as he groaned aloud. Slobber ran down my face from having such a huge length of manhood plying my throat and I was in heat sucking a fine young hard cock. But decided to pull off it and pulled my head back leaving Seth's throbbing fuck pole glistening and bobbing like a flag pole on the side of a building. I was not going to let him cum yet so left his organ alone and let it subside. Seth relaxed and sighed as my slobber dripped off the hair on his bag and ran down his inner legs. I looked at my bound prize and soaked in the beauty of this sight. The weights on his nuts were now swaying back and forth reefing his balls down and back and forth as the parachute ball stretcher held his two large balls in its cup and yanked then down pulling his sack low. The face fucking had started them to sway so with pleasure came pain! Perfect from my standpoint. I walked slowly around him and saw the black butt plug base firmly seated close to his ass. Reaching down, I turn the vibrator off so as to not accustom his inner ass to the sensation, which I wanted for later when the moment of his impregnation came. His perfect form from behind was like seeing Da Vinci's Ventruvian man's backside, but bound by ropes. Seth was more perfect and more youthful and gorgeous however. The sight of this young bitch made my pozcock twitch; not that sucking his magnificent cock hadn't done that to me already. I decided it was perhaps time to indulge him yet again as I knew I would not be able to resist fucking him much longer. I then knelt before my quivering bitch and was face level with his now limp abused cock. I again lovingly started sucking his cock slowly and gingerly using my tongue to worship it and my mouth the envelope it in my warm saliva. I slowly stroked if with my hand as I increased my sucking and amount of cock shaft that I took in my mouth. Several joyful minutes passed before any response started from his monster fuck tool. Slowly it started to harden and grow again. Now cupping his ass cheeks, I pulled his butt in towards me as I engulfed his hard muscle deep into my throat. My sucking intensity increased as I fully gobbled down his stiff meat almost choking and gagging to get it all the way in. Eventually I relaxed enough to swallow his whole shaft and I held it there pushing my nose into his thick sweat drenched pubic forest. Seth was now enjoying this treatment. I wanted him to keep guessing what was next; from getting abuse to getting sucked off, what would be next? Pushing ahead, I concentrated on milking this boy of what would be one of his last Neg loads. Using every cock sucking skill I could muster, I sucked his pole, wrapped my tongue around his cock head and massaged his shaft as I bobbed my head on and off him and going base deep into my throat. He was again melting and moaning and even thrust his pole into my face like before as my oral attention continued. With force I pulled his ass, cupped in my hands forward as I pushed my own face deep on his pole and wiggled my head quickly with my nose pushing into his pubes. Seth let out "ohs and aahs and sighs" as I felt his throbbing hardness stretching my throat. I then retreated and sucked his cockhead and foreskin while stroking his shaft with my hand. Seth pushed his cock at me as best he could from his spread eagled position. From looking up at him, he was in ecstasy as he closed his eyes and pumped his organ at me. His nuts swung back and forth in time with the pendulum of weights hanging from them. The clothes pegs still pinched his young body and red marks from my belt and whip marked his skin. Pain and pleasure mixed together as I sucked his dick more and more frenzied. I was alternating between sucking his head and then deep throating him as he tried to fuck my face. Drooling I finally took him deep into my throat and wiggled my head as each time I swallowed his whole member, Seth would sigh and moan. My tight throat provided a nice fuck I bet. Seth started verbalizing, "oh, oh ooooh, oh!” and I held in deep down my throat as he pushed himself forward on his tip toes. I again pulled off and sucked his cock head and stroked his shaft and then immediately deep throated him again. With one last thrust forward and then relaxing off his toes by just hanging there by his arms, Seth' huge thick cock gave up its treasure. I let what I thought was the first gush of sperm go down my throat, but then pulled off him quickly to feel the second voluminous spurt of cum plaster my face and goatee. As the third glob of spunk shot out, I got some on my face but opened my mouth and took some in to taste the young untainted seed. The big stiff muscle was tensing and firing off huge thick streams of white manmilk. It was literally a stream of cum shooting from his piss slit. Seth uttered, "Fuck I'm cuming" and trailed off with an "ohhhhhh" and he went limp and hung by his arms. I took another spurt in my mouth and down my chin and onto my chest. The next I got as I closed my mouth around his dick head to capture it all. The last three of four spunk streams shot on my face, chin and chest. Even the last volleys of cum came out as thick, creamy white gobs of fuck juice. Finally his cock eruptions subsided and a bit of the creamy more clearer fluid oozed from his piss slit and stuck and ran slowly along the underside of his huge shaft as his foreskin slowly began covering that bulbous head. I felt energized by his pure copious sperm , tasting his ejaculation and his cum in my mouth, I stood and grabbed his head in my hands. I planted a kiss on his lips as Seth hung there still in the throes of sexual gratification. His cum transferred from my goatee and face to his own and I slipped my sperm covered tongue in his mouth, He responded a bit and opened his mouth so I pushed some of his cum from my mouth to his own but kept some in my mouth. I was sexually charged now and walked to his cute butt cheeks and pulled the plug from it and then spread his ass cheeks exposing his young rosebud hole. It was open a bit from the plug but basically was in tack. I licked his hole and tongued it and the deposited his cum on top of his crack and let it slid down towards his hole. As I did that, I stood up and pointed my hard death dick at his hole. As his cum and my spit mixture reached his asshole, I pressed my pozcock along his crack and rubbed and lubed my dick with the mix of his negseed and my spit. Seth was still recovered from his explosive orgasm, but I wanted a piece of him now. My cock throbbed and with this young bitch's cum scent filling my nose and tasting it, My cock became so engorged and rock hard that my mind had no other purpose except to ravage his hot ass and pump him full of my poison DNA. I just shoved my dick in hard and fast. The resistance gave my cock a bit of a dry feeling and only partial entry was gain. He was tight even after having the plug fill him for a while. I pulled out, re-lubed a bit and just shoved myself into him fully. The bitch lurched forward and let out a "Ahhhhh" as he tried to get his ass away from my intruder, but he couldn't get away far enough and with a slight step forward I fully seated my poz cock into his neg ass. Seth let out a harsh cry as my cock shot a pain through his sphincter and inner ass tube. Fuck yeah I thought as I then began to forcefully and quickly thrust my cock in and out of his ass, confident my rough thrusts were damaging his protective inner lining, making it all the more responsive to my AIDS. I liked the thought that he had already cum, that he was weakened and exhausted from orgasm, and it was time I brought him back to the real reason he was here in my dungeon. I was his there to become his Dad and master and he was there submit and serve and pleasure me. I mercilessly fucked his young asshole with vigor and held his hips as I thrust forward. I stepped forward again to really get some thrusting power and take him off his balance so that he would fall back and impale his ass on my rod when I wasn't pushing him forward with it buried in his hole. It worked as he could stay up on his toes and fell back with the ropes also pulling at him when I took a backwards thrust. He would come back just as I then pushed forward and rammed my cock into him. It resulted in us slamming together with a slapping sound as he grunted from the force. His body shook every time I pounded into him. I now reached up under his arms and wrapped my hands around behind his neck and continued a fast power fuck. I leaned forward and nibbled on his neck and bit it a bit. Fuck I was in lust sex heaven and just pounded the bitch's ass for I don't know how long. Helplessly, Seth hung there and took my fucking. All I had in my mind was to breed this young bitch and shoot my poison toxic deathseed as deep in his hole as possible. All the rest of the world went away except for the growing burning need to impregnate his raw neg ass. To not just be his Daddy, but his Poz Daddy. Ironically I do not bareback very often, I don’t spill my seed into just anyone, I had fucked with condoms for years to keep my strain of virus to myself. But now all that had changed as I felt my raw deadly cock sliding into his unprotected ass. Other than grunts and uhs emitting from Seth's mouth, the only sounds was the slapping of flesh on flesh as I was in a frenzy and wasted his hole. I was able to just get in that fuck mode and kept orgasm held off for as long as possible. I am able to sometimes fuck like an hour or so straight and only cum when my exhaustion kicks in and I was in this zone now. So now after loosing all track of time, I was tiring and knew I was approaching the moment of his conversion. I slowed my pace and set into feeling his tight abused, raw ass grip my cock. I concentrated on that feeling and felt my cock pulse and intensify in sensation. The knowledge that soon I was going to poz his neg hole that I was going to forever alter his life rapidly enhanced my sexual pleasure immensely. Knowing what I was about to made my sexual lusts surge. I began to slow down, right on the cusp of orgasm. I wanted this to be one more act of submission to me. Perhaps not the final act, but a big step. I wanted him to beg for my cum “I’m gonna fill you up, baby.” I grab his arms and push them down with my hands. “I’m going to flood you with my sperm, and when I do, my Seed will be inside you forever” “Please…please do it…” “Tell me what I want to hear…you know what I want to hear, boy…” I ordered him with ragged breaths. “I want… I want you to cum…” He whispers, “Tell me where boy, tell me where you want it… I grunt so close to the edge. “Cum … Inside me“ I am so close now.. “Say it again!” I order, feeling my balls contract. “Cum inside me! I need it, Cum inside me!” And that sends me over the top. A few more slow thrusts gave me the sense I was about to cum. I could feel my balls start to tingle with a raw sexual energy that I know can only come from having poz seed. I could feel the energy growing inside me, a burning toxic energy as my living virus exploded. I jammed my cock deep into his guts and pushed hard, shuddering as my death dick fired its’ charged bullets of pozcum from my now tightly snug balls. I leaned into Seth and pushed my cock up as deep into him as I could get it using his body to hold me up as I pressed against him and held him firm in my grip. He was stretched taut against his ropes from my weight against him as my blasts of pozspunk ejected into him over and over. Hugging him in that half-nelson, I gave my cock short little thrusts as I pressed against him more and more trying to bury my erupting organ deeper in him. The orgasm seemed to keep going as my pulsing rock hard cock sent waves of sexual pleasure through me sending me into a lustful daze. Once more I could feel some sort of a tingling sensation, sure that there was a sexual energy flowing out from my cock into his ass. I was in such a state of sexual lust that I felt every spurt of toxic viral cum pulsing through my dick as it kept surging over and over. It felt so sexually exhilarating knowing millions upon millions of my poz DNA were mixing with whatever remnants of Seth's neg spermatozoa that had entered his hole from I had first lubed him up. He was strung up like a piece of live meat and twitched about like a fly in a spider's web. All the while I hung onto him with my deathdick inside his cum laden fucked hole. At last my orgasm began to fade and the flow of my poison seed became less and less. Satisfied for now that I had started him on the road to becoming my poz son, I stood there now relaxing in the aftermath of my powerful ejaculation. My cock remained embedded up my bitch's ass, wanting to keep every drop of my poz cum inside of him, to let it have as much of a chance as possible to soak into his body and infect him. I hung onto him feeling him breath and enjoyed the feeling of my complete and total dominance and control of this young man. My libido was reeling and my sexual urges were still humming from being able to inflict whatever I so desired on this bitch slave. Regardless he was now mine to control and use and the feeling of that power intoxicated me. Yet as intense and thrilling as it was I knew this was just the start. As rough and brutal as the fuck had been there was no guarantee my Virus would take inside him. And when that time came, I wanted him to willingly as for more of virus. We stood there for a moment as I regained my breath, my hand reaching forward and slowly running down his sweat soaked body. As my cock throbbed half soft, yet still embedded in his abused ass, I took the moment to luxuriate in his sex infused body. I tasted the sweat dripping from him, inhaling the primal stink that now infused his once squeaky clean form. My questing hand moved down to find his huge uncut cock once again hard and throbbing. Such a good boy I thought, to get aroused from such a brutal fuck. I began to concentrate on my own dick now, gently moving it again, working it back into full strength for what I would hope to be the final part of his journey, at least for tonight. For the next several minutes I gently worked his sweat soaked cock while grinding my own until at last I was ready to fuck yet again. I knew I had to keep going to maintain the momentum we had started, to keep his arousal peaked and to keep my cock inside his cum soaked hole. Having cum once already, I knew it would take me longer to shoot, and so I kept up a slow but steady rhythm of fucking in his increasingly raw and brutalized ass. For Seth however, his cock was dribbling precum as I Kept him edging on the brink of orgasm. After about ten minutes of this sexual torture, I started the next phase of my plan. “You have been a wonderful, wonderful slut tonight, and you have made your master very happy.” I said, slowing my stroking hand as I sensed him once more on the cusp of orgasm. He moaned deeply as his only response. “You have taken pain from me, and pleasure, and you still want more?” Now he gave a coherent “Yes Master” in response. I smiled and started to stroke again. “And you have taken my seed deep inside you hole, and you want more?” the response was quicker and frenzied “YES Master! I want oyu to fuck me over and over again! Please! I need to cum so fucking bad, andI need your cum in me!” He begged, the need in his voice making my own cock twitched, I smiled a deep dark perverted smile this was the moment… “You want more of my charged toxic AIDS cum in you then slut?” I was tensed for the jolt that came next, and was able to keep him from pulling off my dick despite his strength, my grip and the ropes more then enough as he squirmed, impaled on my death dick. I dug my nails into his balls to quiet him as I hissed in his ear. “You wanted, no, begged for me to fulfill my most darkest most perverted sexual urges upon you slut, don’t think for a moment that something like this wouldn’t happen. You gave me freedom to abuse your body as I wish, and I intend to” I said into his ear asI ground my cock more firmly in his hole, the juices and cum making wonderful squelching noises. I could feel him in my grip, starting to shake and whimper, begging me to pull out and not to fuck him. “I have already shot in your hole slut, you already have a huge load of viral poz seed in your ass you know. But it is no guarantee that it will take. You still have a chance to be clean, just say the word slut, and I will pull out and let you go free. If you hurry and get to a doc, you might be able to stay neg you know, you might still have a chance and of course I would never..ever..bother..you..again..” I said, emphasizing each word with a hard lunge forward of my now throbbing deathdick. “All you have to say is for me to stop.” I hissed into his ear as I fucked him slowly, after a few minutes he whimpered something softly and I leaned forward. “What was that slut? Speak up for Master.” He moaned a bit louder… “D-Don’t, I…I Want it…” I grinned and slammed forward again with another wet thrust. “You need my aids cock inside you boy, is that it?” “Yes” he says at last. “You want more of my viral toxic cum, infecting your ass?” I saw, now fucking my cock into a furious pace once more. “YES!” he says, louder now. “Beg me for it slut, beg me to infect your boypussy! Beg for me to plant my AIDS deep in your hole” I shout, knowing I was quickly reaching my peak. “Poz me master! Knock me up! Infect me!” He babbled madly, the words hot enough to send me over the edge. Once more I could feel the tingling sensation in my balls beginning to crawl up my dick, the onrushing orgasm, feeling even more intense now that he was willingly asking for my death seed. I wrenched his head around as much as possible, wanting to look into his face as the moment of infection happened. I hilted deep in his ass and bellowed as the surge of sexual energy poured out of me to fill him yet again. If the virus had not yet taken root inside him it was sure to infect him this time. I could feel my cock opening up fresh rips in his ass as it sawed in and out of his spasmaming hole. My gazed locked on his as I hissed and grunted, caught up in orgasm of such power that it can only come from pozzing a neg hole. “This is it boy! Your boypussy is so ripe, so receptive to receive my virus, my poison, my toxic DNA!” I shouted, slamming over and over as the seed erupted from my cock, making sure to try and coat every last surface of his ravaged ass with it as I held him in my arms, the look in my eyes telling me everything I needed to know. “That’s it slut, just give in to the Virus and let my poz seed into you, let it infect you and your body.” I moaned, now utterly lost in the bliss of the experience. “Just let yourself go and accept my poison into you, now and forever.” I said as I stroked his cock quickly, wanting to reinforce his moment of conversation with more pleasure, I brought him swiftly to orgasm. I watched his face contort in long denied pleasure as a massive load of what I hoped would be his last negative load, poured out from his cock. For a while we came together, poz and neg seed mixing as one, yet all too soon I could feel my orgasm starting to fade. Once again the flow of tingling energy seemed to fade, signifying the end of my virus into his body as my balls finished emptying their toxic payload. I panted, catching my breath again as I simply starred into his eyes. After a few moments I kissed his face and whispered, almost lovingly to him. “You have begun a brand new journey with me my slut, from this moment onward I’m going to fuck you and fill you with my virus, over and over and over, until at last it takes root inside your body. And when that day comes, You will no longer be just a Slut, but my Son, You will forever be a part of me, because I will forever be inside you…” He said nothing, but wept gently, knowing perhaps how true what I said was. It was 2am by that point, and I decided to give my new ‘Son’ yet another reward. I gently unhooked his body from the networks of ropes and chains that had bound him for so long. Exhausted, spent and raw, he slumped against me as, still with my dick in his hole, I gently walked him to a bed I kept in the basement playroom. Together, soaked in sweat and cum, we quickly fell asleep. Over the next two days, I would finish my indoctrination of his mind, warping and breaking his will, corrupting him to belong utterly to my sexual perversions. I fucked his ass over and over, each time he would beg more and more for my toxic seed as I watched his transformation into a total obedient poz slave. It was less then a month later that he got the fuck flu, and I knew then that at last I had given ‘birth’ to my Poz Son. It was during that time that time that I started to show him my other side, the side of myself that would keep him, hopefully by my side for the rest of our lives. During the depth of his sickness I cared for him, tended to him and of course kept his ass full of my virus. I told him that he really did belong to me now, and that we were, in a very biological way, now father and son. All that was over 10 years ago. Shortly after he converted he moved into my house and changed his last name to my own. All record of his past life slowly faded away as he grew to become the perfect poz son I never had. Now I look forward to the day that he will pass on my Virus to yet another son, already we are looking at several candidates. .

Part 1 - The State Visit Alex stood in front of the full length gilded edge mirror in his dressing room, his eyes darting and following the reflection of his valet watching his every move the closer he got. Alex let out a gentle moan and rolled his head back at the the soft hands touching the bare skin of his neck. He couldn't help himself getting lost in the moment fleetingly allowing himself erotic pleasure whilst his valet fastened the top button of his tunic, his whole body tingled like the fingers were touching every part of him. Jackson was well versed having practiced this several times on Prince Alexander since his return from military school and his appointment as valet to the prince. It wasn't hard to comprehend how things went from duty to erotic sensations, it certainly didn't help matters when Jackson stood behind the prince almost pressing his groin against the royal arse. He was risking his job without question if he was found out and was certainly never meant to happen, the prince was so cute and provocatively sexy that they ended up tangled in a sexual attraction for each other. For the prince was desperate to free himself and finally enjoy the intimacy of a man, for Jackson it was pure unashamed pleasure. "Keep still your highness" Jackson said deliberately taking his time with the button. Alex lowered his eyes staring back at Jackson's reflection "Hurry up then" he replied. "Shut up or I will undress you again" Jackson warned catching Alex eye and smirking. Alex chuckled "You can't speak to me like that!" he exclaimed tongue in cheek. Jackson smiled "You might be a prince but in bed.." he said pulling the tunic. Alex giggled rolling his neck back again sighing "At least you perform your duties well". "Stand up straight your highness" Jackson commanded in a hushed tone partly giggling now. Alex tried to keep a straight face "Do this, do that!" he said, "Man you are bossy!". They both laughed then stopped hearing the main lounge doors open, their eyes glancing at each other through the mirror hearing the metallic clanking sound hitting the door. Alex knew this meant his brother the crown prince had entered and he quickly tried to put his royalness on, he just couldn't help smiling knowing full well he was sporting a semi erection from his valet man handling him. Jackson quickly removed his hands and stepped aside picking up a brush and running it over the tunic whilst Alex stood still. He was mustering all his strength to stop giggling but his eyes kept fleeting back to Jackson's reflection as Prince Alden entered the dressing room. Jackson stopped and turned to the prince bowing his head "Good Morning your highness". Alden saw the way his brother looked at his valet "Your late!" he said. Alex turned his head to face his brother "They are not due for another hour" he replied. Alden looked at the valet "Walk away" he said using the royal command to dismiss staff. Jackson bowed his head then turned to Alex "Your highness" he said before stepping backwards. Alden waited for him to leave "We are to attend the briefing before their arrival". Alex sighed "Whatever!" he said picking up his gloves, "And you don't dismiss my valet". "I was under the impression a valet is the last thing you wanted" Alden replied. Alex put on his gloves "Mind your own business!" he said checking himself one last time. Alden stopped Alex from walking out "Don't forget your manners spare" he said smirking. Alex nodded and stepped back bowing his head to his brother "Fuck you!" he said. Alex pushed his way out hearing his brother laugh and clanking along behind him. It was the one word his brother used that got under his skin immediately. Being the second born Prince Alexander was second in line to the throne until Alden had children then he would go further down the succession line. It had never bothered Alex growing up, his brother being three years older had started tormenting Alex when he was old enough to understand what that meant in the line of succession, he was the spare and Alden enjoyed playing on that and reminding his brother constantly. Alex loved his brother despite the tormenting and for the most part it just washed over him, if Alex was not in the mood it got under his skin. Alex soon found out that being the spare meant more freedom without the world watching his every move like a hawk, he was so thankful that the spotlight was almost always focused on Crown Prince Alden. Despite those slight differences the brothers loved each other without question and were very close, they fought, they played, they joked. The banter that went on between them was a loving one and Alden had no idea that his brother was finding the whole royal life thing hard to deal with the older he got. He knew he was different from around 14 years old and took until he was 17 to fully understand how different he was. He had had absolutely no inclination to women and often stared and watched the male members of the royal household going about their duties, thoughts of secret trysts in the numerous secret passage ways the staff used aroused him immensely. It was a heavy burden and Alex knew if he left all of this he could be free to enjoy a life he wanted, that was until he was appointed his valet Jackson. It provided some sexual satisfaction but failed to lift the restrictions that were almost suffocating him. Alden caught up with his brother "Royal protocol spare, get behind me" he said smiling. Alex stopped and waited "If I had a sword I would stick it in your back" he replied. "Somehow I don't think you are even joking!" Alden said looking back at his brother smiling. "You never use to be like this" Alex said dragging his feet behind his brother. Alden stopped and turned to his brother "Royal life bro" he said in a matter of fact way. Alex stared at him for a moment. "Our positions grew with age" Alden said sympathetically. "Maybe I just want to slip away from all this" Alex replied, "I hate it". Alden smiled "No you don't, anyway I need you by my side to make me look good". Alden glanced back at his brother affectionately, even if his suspicions were correct about Alex being gay he would love him and accept his brother no matter what. Their lives growing up had been so intricately entwinned yet despite the ribbing Alden gave his brother he knew Alex loved him the same. They approached the doors to the state reception room where the footman opened both sides 'Their royal highnesses Crown Prince of Monrovia and Prince Alexander of Monrovia' he announced to the room which was in a flurry of activity putting the final touches to make the room ready to receive the dignitaries and invited guests. Everything went quiet for a moment as they all turned and bowed or curtsied at their entrance before going back to their tasks. There in all his glory stood the man Alex hated most, Major Lipscombe or arse wiper as he referred to him as. He held the position of Master of the Household and was responsible for all their personal staff and ensuring the palace was running efficiently. Major Lipscombe was waving a piece of paper around talking to the kings private secretary and the head of royal events and ceremonies. Major Lipscombe immediately left and headed towards to the two princes bowing his head then taking them through the reception party, Alex then went off with the head of Royal Events to go through the guest list. "A word please Lipscombe" Alden said watching Alex being briefed. "Of course your highness" Major Lipscombe replied. "The valet assigned to Prince Alexander" Alden said looking at Lipscombe. "Jackson" Lipscombe confirmed, "Excellent valet and highly trained sir". Alden smirked "Maybe too well trained and a little familiar with the prince". "Really?" Lipscombe replied, "Are you sure?" he questioned Alden who nodded. "Better safe than sorry" Alden replied glancing at Alex. Lipscombe nodded "I will have him removed from the palace immediately" he offered. Alden looked at him "No, don't do that or the prince will know" he said clearly. "Swap him over with my valet" Alden said giving Lipscombe a clear order. Lipscombe nodded "Yes of course your highness" he replied. "Good" Alden replied, "Just don't let the prince know. Walk away" he said dismissing him. Major Lipscombe acknowledged and bowed his head stepping several paces backwards. Alden glanced over at his brother, he was sure about the stolen looks he saw between the valet and his brother indicated there was a little to much casualness between them and it had to stop before it got messy. His plan to swap the valets over would be taken as a promotion for Jackson, his own valet Eldred would probably be annoyed or even angry about his removal from the crown prince. Alden was no fool and knew Jackson was gay, his brother was still very impressionable and somewhat naïve when it came to life experiences and men. He had found out about Alex by pure coincident from a close friend who told him his brother was swaying more to male company as he called it. Alden was doing his best to look out for Alex and remove any staff that he got close to and effectively cutting it off at every turn, he had to maintain the dignity of Monrovia's first family. Alden was as straight as they came and he was currently dating the daughter of King Constantine of Hellenic to much fanfare across both their families and nations. Alex left the reception room and walked in to the private lounge next door where his parents the King and Queen had just arrived. He sat down next to his mother chatting for a few minutes, at least his parents spared Alex all the protocols and were very down to earth with him just like parents should be. Alden was a different matter, a stickler for protocol since he had been groomed from the age of 12 as the Crown Prince and he took it way too seriously for Alex's liking. If there was one thing that Alden found hard to deal with it was the way Alex was treated and given more freedom and flexibility. The door to the lounge opened and the footman bowed his head announcing the guests arrival on to the palace grounds, it signified a long day ahead where Prince Alexander would have to play his part. They waited until the footman signalled and opened the doors to the reception room, two trumpeters played the royal fanfare and the dignitaries turned to look at the open doors. The master of ceremonies waited for the fanfare to end 'His Majesty The King and Her Majesty The Queen' he called out loudly then pausing, 'His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Monrovia and Her Highness Dowager Queen of Monrovia'. Again he paused for a moment 'His highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia' this was his cue to cross over the threshold and enter the reception room alone and greeting the dignitaries. His mother ever the watchful one kept a close eye on Alex being his first official royal reception in full dress. The Queen was not disappointed watching her son charm the many people he met, she leaned in to her husband telling him who she thought Alex was a natural. The King turned and smiled watching his son, the ability to engage people did appear very natural to Alex and the guests instantly warmed to him vying for his time. Alex on the other hand was taking discreet glances at two of the newest crown protection officers, in fact he found that during the pre-lunch reception that he couldn't keep his eyes off them and struggled to focus a little. With the luncheon over and many guests departing except the dignitaries who were staying in the palace the royal family retired to the private family rooms for a debrief and then a few hours down time before the state banquet. The King went over and joined his son on the sofa after the debrief. "Alex you did amazing out there" his father remarked. Alex smiled "Thank you father" he replied, "Wasn't as bad as I thought it would be". The King chuckled "How would you like to take on a more public profile?" he asked. "I don't know father" Alex replied trailing off, "I am not sure I am ready or ever will be". "Alex" the King said affectionately, "You are going to make a great prince trust me". Alex nodded and his father continued "You are kind, considerate and charming all excellent qualities". Alex leaned back with a worried frown "Do I have to?" he asked cheekily. His father smiled "It is part of us Alex" he replied patting his son's knee. Alex nodded "So I will take on more of my own events?" he asked. "Eventually yes" his father replied noticing the doubtful look on Alex face. "Your mother and I have the royal visit in September to Spain" the King now said. Alex nodded "Yes I am aware of your diary" he replied. "Good, how would like you to accompany us in your official capacity?" the King asked. Alex mused a moment "Is this a royal command or choice?" he asked slightly taken back. The King chuckled "Purely your choice Alex" he said lovingly, "I would like it if you did, so would your mother". Alex smiled "Yes I would love to" he replied watching his father smile broadly. His father stood "Alex if anything is on your mind you can talk to me" he said. Alex looked up at his father but refrained from opening up "Thank you" he replied. "Come let's get some fresh air" The King said as his mother approached. Alex joined his parents for a walk around the private gardens to get some fresh air and enjoy the early summer sun before heading back to their respective royal apartments. The thought of going on an official state visit without his brother lording it up got him a little excited at the prospect. The household staff were quick on their feet receiving word the family were returning to their royal apartments and disappeared down various corridors and passages. Jackson made it to the dressing room ahead of his prince and tidied up a little waiting for Alex to appear. Alex entered walking to the dressing room "Your highness" Jackson said bowing his head. "Jackson, you sneaking up on me?" Alex asked surprised by his appearance. "Only to attend to your needs your highness" Jackson replied helping with the tunic. Alex grabbed Jackson's hand "Can you run me a bath please" he said, "I can manage the rest". Jackson nodded "Of course your highness" he replied bowing his head and leaving. Alex stood at the bathroom door watching Jackson "You want to get in with me?" he asked. Jackson turned his head folding the towel ready and smirked "No, I have work to do". Alex finished undressing and walked back to the bathroom "Thank you" he muttered. Jackson smiled "I will return at 5.30 your highness" he said bowing and leaving. "Stop calling me your highness" Alex said annoyingly. After Jackson had left Alex laid in the bath for nearly half an hour chilling out and mulling over the conversation with his father. It frightened him a little and the doubts started creeping in again, his life was careering in to the public eye. In his heart he understood the decision was already made by his birth right and it was now only a matter of time. Alex laid on the bed naked on his stomach reading the palace's social media updates. Forgetting the time he suddenly became aware of someone watching him and turned his head smiling at the grin on Jackson's face. Alex jumped off the bed and sauntered past Jackson. His clothes already laid out for the state banquet made easy work for them both. Jackson attached the scarlet red sash over the formal tunic, it rested on Alex's right shoulder down to his left hip. The scarlet red sash was only worn by the reigning monarchs and direct descendants. Jackson then picked up the silver Royal House of Monrovia coat of arms brooch and attached it to top right side of the sash, he then picked up a similar sized golden brooch with images of his parents coronation inlaid and attached it beneath the first one. Jackson stepped back and bowed "You are a fine prince your highness" he said smiling. "Fine?" Alex questioned him grinning. Jackson chuckled "Fine" he replied, "With a great arse". Alex looked at him and smiled "I am glad you approve" he replied. "You are escorting Lady Trasillion to dinner" Jackson informed him. Alex looked at him "Okay I briefly met her earlier, what do you know about her?" he asked. "Not a lot" Jackson replied, "She is chairwoman of the International HIV Foundation". "Really?" Alex suddenly replied, "That is a big charity I hear" he said. Jackson nodded "Spans many countries supporting many things" he replied Jackson stood back "Perfect, you may go" he said. Alex turned to him "No you may go" he replied laughing. Jackson opened the doors for his prince to leave, across the hallway two maintenance staff were varnishing the door to the small apartment opposite his, they both stopped and bowed as he walked past, thinking nothing more it he carried on down to the cocktail reception. The two footman bowed and opened the large double doors announcing his arrival 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia' one of the footman called to the reception guests. The guests parted and followed royal protocol as Alex entered the room, he stopped and chatted casually with a few people as the reception started up again, then spotting Lady Trasillion Alex worked his way around the party and was formally introduced to her, together they waited for everyone to find and take their seats at the state banquet. Then filing out behind the King and Queen then his older brother Alex escorted Lady Trasillion in to the state banqueting hall. Alex spent most of the dinner in conversation with Lady Trasillion and subtly brought their chat around to her charitable work. He found out that she was very passionate about it and the work they did across the many countries as a joint international charity. As usual by 10pm the King, Queen and Crown Prince departed the banquet but Alex held back to talk more with his guest. Their conversation so far had been incredibly eye opening for Alex and Lady Trasillion had insisted that Alex call her Margarite. Alex put his coffee down "Margarite, does the charity have Royal Patronage?" he asked. Magarite shook her head "No, we applied twice in the last five years" she replied. She continued "I guess we ask for too much involvement on your families part". Alex nodded "Yes the King and Queen are over burdened with patronage requests" he said. Margarite nodded "Your highness this evening has been an honour but I must leave". Alex smiled and stood "Margarite it has been a pleasure talking to you" he replied. "You are too kind your highness" Margarite said curtseying. "Come to the palace and lunch with me, I would love to talk more" Alex genuinely said. "Thank you that you would be delightful" Margarite replied then took her leave. Lady Trasillion wasn't overly sure if the prince had meant his last remark or if he was just being polite and appeasing her. Alex slipped out through one of the secret doors in to the private quarters of the palace, tired and his feet aching he wandered the expansive hallways towards his rooms. On the plus side he saw the latest two recruits to the crown protection office again who joined a few months ago to start their training. He never really paid that much attention but he had noticed that both the recruits were youngish, pretty hot looking and certainly bed worthy. That thought alone made him chuckle as he turned the corner towards his rooms. Alex swung open the doors to his rooms with great fanfare and leaving them wide open knowing that Jackson wouldn't be far behind, he made his way to the dressing room and sure enough Jackson appeared through the servants door then going to the lounge area he closed the doors and returned to the dressing room. Alex stood in front of the mirror deeply lost in thought and glanced at the reflection of Jackson in the mirror and producing a small smile. It certainly didn't take Alex long to imagine the stimulating touch of his valet, even despite his tiredness his whole being felt illuminated and those familiar stirrings emerged from within his body. "Good evening your highness" Jackson said bowing his head slightly following protocol. "Jackson, get me out of this outfit please" Alex pleaded placing his arms by his side. Jackson began undoing the buttons to the tunic "You look tired" he said softly. Alex watched Jackson's hands at work "That and my feet really ache" he replied. Jackson smiled and removed the tunic hanging it up "Breeches!" he remarked. Alex spread his legs apart slightly "Go for it" he replied smirking at Jackson. "Stop flirting you little tramp" Jackson replied slipping his hand inside them. Alex moaned coming back to life "How dare you fondle a prince" he said seductively. Jackson removed his hand "You enjoy it way too much" he replied removing his shoes and breeches. Alex watched him put the clothes away. "Shall I do your shirt Alex?" Jackson asked. Alex nodded "Yes please" he replied waiting for Jackson to stand within inches of him. Jackson couldn't help smiling feeling the princes hand rubbing his cock. Alex chuckled feeling the shirt fall away exposing his young soft body. Jackson folded the shirt up ready to be taken to the laundry. He turned back to the prince and ran his hand over Alex's chest feeling the soft supple skin. Alex moaned rolling his head back and Jackson moved in tenderly kissing the neck of his prince and slowly working his way upwards until he felt the moist tenderness of his lips and mouth. Briefly they exchanged a kiss before Alex felt his feet leaving the ground and being carried towards the bedroom. Jackson laid his prince on the bed and removed his socks taking one foot he gently massaged and kissed it. Alex raised his head off the bed watching Jackson and moaning softly, his hands working his underwear down to his ankles where Jackson finished off and removed them then began undressing himself. Jackson stood there naked and climbed on the bed forcing his way between Alex's legs, his face looming closer with a gentle teasing manner until he kissed his prince lightly on the mouth, their eyes meeting briefly then all hell let lose. Jackson kissed the prince aggressively, Alex's legs flung upwards wrapping around Jackson's body whilst his hands roamed coveting every inch his valet's strong athletic build. Finally securing his arms and legs tightly around the torso he swung Jackson over on to his side. The aggression from pent up desire in their kissing slowly calmed to a more intimate flow, fingers lightly dancing and caressing each other for several minutes until Jackson rolled on to his back pulling the prince and forcing his highness to straddle across him. His hips gyrating his solid seven inch erection against Alex's arse whilst their kissing continued. Slowly inching his hips forward and using his arse until he felt the head of Jackson's cock pressed up against his hole. Alex let out a tiny cry before pushing his hips back and jiggling his arse, slowly his arse lips eased apart perfectly surrounding the head of Jackson's cock. The wriggling of his arse and upward push of Jackson's hips paved the entry way. Alex stifled a cry at the burn in his arse, his head pulled down in to a kiss and held there by Jackson's arm whilst the other circled around his body holding it firmly in place. Jackson was every part a man and a very dominant lover, something that Alex had learnt over the last few weeks combined with a sense of safety in his company allowed him to relax and enjoy their passionate romps. So enthralled in the kissing his mind completely oblivious to the pain in his arse taking more of Jackson's cock, only when Alex felt the coarseness of the pubic hair rubbing against the sensitive skin around his hole did he moan succinctly in to Jackson's mouth. The steady pace of his hips pushing up whilst his arm pulled Alex down impaling him deeper each time on his cock. He was sex, he was all man and all sex and Alex was left in no doubt each time they were together. The sweet whimpers and gasps from his prince danced in the air shrouded by their intimate reaction towards each other. Jackson speared Alex's mouth with his tongue feeling the start of his orgasm, his arm pulling Alex's mouth tighter to his own kissing him with sexual aggression and urgency, his hips jabbed and thrusted up in rapid succession before holding them aloft clenching his arse muscles and feeling the freedom of his cock pulsing out his orgasm. Alex gyrated his hips, no longer did he try to free himself and pull off before the orgasm, after feeling the exhilarating power of Jackson's orgasm once before by accident he needed more of it. Alex had slipped into the rush and thrill of feeling Jackson's orgasm, he was after all a man who enjoyed sex and never pulled out when he was done. Alex kissed him delicately on the mouth then leaned up pushing his arse down firmly on his cock, slowly working his arse on the cock he allowed Jackson to take hold his royal cock rubbing it gently. Jackson loved this part even more, watching the prince stimulating himself on his cock until he would roll his head back and shudder, expelling his cum on Jackson's chest then finally falling forward wrapping themselves in each others arms kissing once again. Finally disentangling themselves Alex laid in his arms. Often in this state Jackson could feel the vulnerability and the insecurity of the prince, he was a far cry from his sometimes arrogant brother and seemed almost lost and in desperate need of a real companion who was level headed. Jackson was not the person for Alex and a silent truth existed between them knowing this fact. "Do you enjoy living in the palace?" Alex suddenly asked stroking Jackson's chest. Jackson stroked Alex's face "Yes, to serve crown and country is the best job" he replied. Alex leaned up "You don't find it oppressive at times?" he asked, "I do" he exclaimed. "How so, I mean you are a prince and it is your home?" Jackson replied looking curious. "It never use to bother me, sometimes it feels like a prison" Alex said with sadness. Alex laid back down "I just want some freedom, I want to be me, not the prince". Jackson chuckled "You will have a little more freedom soon" he replied stroking his head. Alex leaned up again looking at him. "Your crown protection officer" Jackson said. "Oh dam, I forgot about that. A fucking shadow following me around" Alex replied annoyingly. A brief silence fell between them. "I want to love who I want to love" Alex spoke softly. Jackson looked knowingly at him and Alex continued "There is an expectation of me". "Talk to your parents Alex and explain how you feel" Jackson said assuring him. Alex stoked Jackson's chest "I fear they would be disappointed" he replied. Jackson kissed him on the head "The Governor Premier will be on your side Alex". Alex sighed "Yes I know" he replied yawning and stretching. Jackson laughed quietly and kissed him "I have to go it is nearly 1am" he said getting up. Jackson dressed whilst Alex watched him. "What time do you want waking?" he asked. Alex shrugged "Usual time" he replied, "Bed sheets will need changing in the morning". Jackson smiled "Messy little prince aren't you" he said leaning down to kiss him. "You shouldn't cum so much" Alex replied looking at him, "Walk away sexy" he chuckled. With that Jackson disappeared laughing quietly and heading back to his quarters. Alex laid in bed with the scent of Jackson still strong on the pillow, he rolled over hugging the pillow closely and shuffling away from the damp patch where Jackson's cum had seeped out of his arse.

Chapter 4 The Top was really close to shooting a weeks’ worth of cum into this new convert. After this he would b hooked on taking it up the ass. He almost wished he had a really big cock to split him right but he also knew if he did with the pain he couldn’t have gotten him to take it up the bung hole. The Top said “ Grab your poppers and hit them again.” The Pig open the bottle and started hitting them hard. He could feel his head spinning. Between the weed and the poppers and that log in his ass he was in heaven. The top cold feel the hole loosen a bit plus the Pig’s ass was twitching around his cock. This Pig was really going to be a great piece of ass when he started cruising for it. The top was on the edge and said “ Remember when you were fucking a woman, At this point it is all about the man’s pleasure “? The Pig said “ Yes, I loved it “. The Top replied “ Yeah, you didn’t think or care about the woman, you just wanted to nut in her”. With that the Top shifted a little and began to pound that hole like a rapist would. He didn’t care about anything but his pleasure. The Pig said “ Shit, I am Cumming just from the fucking your giving me “ the Top could feel the Pigs hole grabbing his cock and put him over the edge. The crammed his super hard cock deep in the Pig’s ass. He wanted to cause the pig some pain and let him understand that is the way. Getting bred has a Palin / Pleasure point and the Pig was going to experience it. He pushed the Pig’s shoulders into the mattress so he understood his place as a fag bottom. He shot several strong ropes of cum in the Pig’s ass. He knew the Pig could feel the spasms while his cock shot. I was a very strong climax. The Top collapsed on top of the Pig. He was panting also. His cock was still hard and lodged in the Pig’s sloppy ass. He could feel some of his cum dripping out around his cock. He had taken a Viagra earlier so he was able to keep hard longer. He hoped to get seconds an that time he would introduce the Pig to Piss fucking. He rolled off the Pig and his cock came out with a plopping sound. Layng next to the Pig he reached down to the Pigs hole to feel it. IT was loose and very sloppy. The top laughed to himself. When he explored the hole a little the Pig involuntarily arched his hips and his bubble butt came up the get more. He chucked and said “ I think someone enjoyed that “. The Pig only replied with an “ Ah hu “ . The Top was gently teasing the freshly de-verginized ass and asked he “ Want more up there, want it again? “ The Pig said ‘ Yes , that was fun. I can’t believe I came with out touching myself. It was a different cum. “ The pig felt what an anal orgasm felt like. It can be a wonderful think and one he will crave to get many times in the future. The top told him to get him hard again and they could play some more. The Pig got up and reached over to the Tops semi-hard cock. It was slimy with the cum and ass juices. The pig started fisting the cock and the Top said to suck it. The Pig was hesitant to do this snice it was just up his ass. The pig got up and went to the bathroom to get a wash cloth to try and clean the Top’s cock. As he walked to the bathroom Top could clearly see the Pig’s as. His crack was covered with the same juices and he could see it dripping down his legs. All he could think was that if he had anything to say about it there would be a lot more before the end of this day. After the Pig cleaned the Top’s cock he started sucking it again. It didn’t take long before it was ready for another round. For the rest of the day he fucked the Pig’s ass. They got in different positions and at one time they took a break to smoke another joint. It was getting late for the Top guy and he wanted to finish in the Pig’s ass. He wanted to make sure this load went deep. The Bottom was getting use to having something up his ass. He discovered many different feelings, both physical and emotional. He had one last new feeling to discover tonight at the hands of this Top.

well besides looking like a cocksucker, dressing like a cocksucker, walking, talking and acting like a cocksucker, I just straight out ask guys if I can suck their cocks. I find “do you want a blowjob?” or “can I suck your cock?” or “I wanna swallow your cock” seem to work. sometimes I just get on my knees in front of guys. but usually I dont have to ask cause everyone knows I’m a cocksucker.

I'm hoping to make it several more chapters but I'm doing my best to keep everyone's cocks throbbing

I like your thinking.Especially about trapping russians and extorting some soret of ransom for their return.But really the world has to step in and enforce any reparations assesment so a ransom agreement would severly cut that support.Would love to see Ukrainian forces leave kiev and let the russians have it as I believe they will destroy what they cannot possess.Once the majority of tanks btr spg's and support equipment and personnel are within the city blow the bridges to cuttof escape.Encircle the town and tell the russians they may leave anytime but all equipment stays behind.Kind of a reverse siege.May be the best way to save the city.And there are subs in the black sea.But destruction of russian naval assets by means not available to the ukrainians would tip many hands.

I was on vacation in Chicago one summer visiting a friend when I found out about the Bijou theater. One night, around 11:00 PM I was looking on-line for the local bathhouse when I found a reference about the theater and the play space it offered. I took down the address and was off to check it out, arriving there about midnight. I paid admission, purchased some poppers, and when the clerk explained lockers were offered for guys who wanted to strip down, I rented a lock. Jackpot! I liked to wander around nude, and now I could without fear of loosing my wallet. He buzzed me in and I walked into a dim theater where I found old porn from the 70s playing, so I took a seat and waited for my eyes to adjust. Soon enough I noticed there were only two other guys in the theater, one of whom was asleep or passed out, I wasn't sure, and the other, who happened to be in my row, was an older guy, balding with a gray mustache and sideburns. He looked like an aging 70s porn star with a lot of mileage on him. I started to feel a bit self conscious as he kept looking my way. In fact, he started to creep me out a bit, so I focused on the porno and tried to get into it, taking a hit of poppers to enhance the action. It worked. With my first sniff I was feeling my head spin and my cock get hard. Those nasty 70s porn boys were fucking on a dance floor to disco and I wanted to boogie in the worst way. I glanced over to the dirty old man in my row to see he had pulled his cock out and was stroking away. It was big, about nine inches. I couldn't stop looking over at it, and decided it was time to reward this nasty fucker with a little show so I got up and made my way to the lockers in the back. They were in a small room with a spiral star case that led up to the play space. i stripped down to my tighty whites and my keds high tops and put the rest of my clothes in the locker and walked back to my seat. As soon as I sat down I took another hit of poppers and looked over at that dirty daddy with the big tool. He was still stoking it and staring right at me. I could see the lust in his eyes and feel his appetite for me. I pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. When I looked over at him he had stuck his tongue out and was gesturing like he was licking out a hole. Fuck! I could feel the heat rise from my cock and my ass all the way through my body. I got up and headed to the play space up stairs where, upon arriving at the top, I saw many little booths with large glory holes in the partition walls. I wandered down the rows, but the place seemed to be deserted, so I let it all hang out: I dropped my shorts and walked about wearing nothing but my keds high tops. Then, as I rounded a corner, another, about the same age as the guy on the first floor, came out of one of the booths. He was fully dressed, had a full head of grey hair, a short trimmed beard and mustache and he was a little chubby. He began to talk to me as though it was normal to see a naked guy in his keds high tops. He asked how often I came there and I replied I had never been to a place like that before. When I said I was nervous, He told me I was a strapping young man and I should be proud to show my body. Just then the guy from down stairs came around the corner. he was totally naked. I could see how skinny he was. He had skinny legs with bone knees and no ass. His arms were as skinny leading to hands with long fingers. He didn't seem to have an once fat on him except through his mid section which was kind of thick. I could notice his face closely. His upper cheeks had a strange sunken look. He stood there beating off. I couldn't help getting a boner. My heart was racing, maybe from the poppers, maybe from the danger or both. Then the other man said lets get in a booth. He took me by the arm and led me into one of the booths and shut the door. He put his arms around me and said " now just relax" and we kissed. At that he said "good boy". He held the bottle of poppers up to my nose. I inhaled deeply. Then he said "that's it son" he rapped his arms around me again and reached back to my ass and spread my cheeks apart as he backed my ass to the hole in the wall. I could hear the door in the next booth open then shut. Then my new Daddy said "Put your bum through the hole and let that nice man on the other side check it out." I could feel fingers spread my cheeks apart and then something warm and wet push against my hole. Daddy encouraged me, saying "Let him check your bum to see if it's a pussy." At that I could feel a boney finger enter me and slide in deep. i could feel it feeling around up inside of me. Daddy asked if the man was checking my bum and I nodded. The the finger withdrew and the warm wet tong pushed up inside of me as daddy made me take another hit of poppers. I could feel it push deep into me, tasting me. I said to daddy that the man was eating my hole. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and said the man was going to turn my boy hole into a pussy and asked if I wanted that, If I wanted to be a pussy boy. I told him I did and daddy said good boy and we kissed and daddy's tong entered my mouth. I had two tongs inside of me now, two men new what I tasted like. Then the nice man on the other side of the wall stopped eating my hole. in a few seconds I could feel something hard push against my hole then push up inside of me. I long shaft slid deep inside of me. I could feel it push past my second sphincter. and into my belly. Daddy asked me if the man's cock was inside of me. when I said yes, he made me take another hit of poppers. The man began to fuck me deep, pistoned into me like a machine. Daddy asked me if I liked that big raw cock in my pussy. I told him I did and he gave me anther hit of poppers. Daddy said that the man's big raw cock was going to fuck my pussy and make it into a cunt by putting sperm in my pussy. He ask if I wanted the man to put his sperm in my pussy and knock it up. I told him I did. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and then held me tight. We kissed and then he said in my ear," good boy, Good boy, let that big raw cock breed you." "It's going to impregnate you with poz seed". " Your getting knocked up son". "Good boy!" He put his hand on my belly and pushed "I can feel that big raw poz cock inside of you. This is were it's going to put it's poz seed. My head was spinning and my heart was pound in my ears. My hole was getting fucked like a cunt. That's all I wanted in the moment was to be a cunt and get knocked up by that big cock inside of me. To receive its seed, be injected with cum and be permanently impregnated. Daddy held the poppers up to my nose and then I said,"daddy I'm getting knocked up, I'm getting knocked up daddy." He said "that's it son take that poz seed in you cunt". At that the cock inside of me began to speed up its thrusts and I could feel it get harder. Then three hard deep thrusts as a loud moan came from the other side of the wall. I felt the cock inside of me spasm as it squirt sperm deep inside my gut. After a moment, the cock began to slowly come out of me. I had a full filling even after it was all the way out and I knew it had put a big thick load in my cunt. I could the door to the next booth opened and the man left. The hole thing could have been a dream except for the wad I could still feel inside my gut. Daddy opened the door to our booth and led me to a sling. He made me get in and for the next several hours, I was the cunt for the hole place and several other men that showed up. I went back to my hotel and fell asleep with my belly full of cum. The next morning I woke up and it had all absorbed into the walls of my colon. a few days later I woke up with morning sickness. I was pregnant. I had the fuck flu. I had really gotten knocked up by a half dozen men but I think it was the first one that was my baby daddy.

Had that happen to me a few times too and do that how with hesitant boys wanting me to use a condom. It's surprising what some weed does for guys. They get so focused on that they forget you're in them bare with a "promise" to wrap. Then I pull the "I was so high I forgot to put it on" excuse. Did that last night with a neighborhood kid out on the trail near us.

For the next three days I found myself avoiding both my pozer and his boyfriend. I was afraid my guilt would be more evident than if I posted on a billboard or hired a plane to write in the sky, 'I'm no friend, I fucked with your boyfriend.' The restaurants place tables in the street for the dinner meal. My guard was down as it was rare for me to see them other than on the beach. I practically bumped into their table and they wouldn't take no for an answer, I would join them for the meal. We had a nice meal, great conversation despite the language barriers, wished each other a good night and went our separate ways. After a few drinks at the gay bar, and no 'new meat' to hookup with I returned to my hotel. I skinny dipped in the pool, ( really not allowed, but I'd sucked off the night watchman so he turned a blind eye) showered off the chlorine and crawled into bed with my computer. Time to jerk off with EricVideos. I was surprised by a knock at my door. Naked I jumped from bed and opened the door. There stood my pozer with his great smile and seductive eyes. He reached forward grabbing my semi hard cock and asked; "Aren't you going to invite me in?" "Awe ... yeah ... um yeah " I pulled him in and slammed the door closed. "Where is your boyfriend?" "Home. I fucked him and he fell asleep. " I played innocent; " So you guys have opened up your relationship? " "Fuck no! He can't know about this. I've never cheated on him, never. But over dinner I knew I had to fuck your ass again. Every time I see you the need drives me crazy. I'd never cheat on him ... well ..except with you. Just this once. I can't help myself. " The next thing I knew I was on my back at the edge of the bed. My body was bent in two with my legs pinned to my shoulders. He was drill pressing his raw cock into me and it was not long 'til he dumped his poz load deep. I realized how much I'd missed his distinctive power fuck as I spontaneously erupted like I had only erupted with him years ago. That was the moment I knew and fully accepted that I lived for such domination. I'd been fucked and bred by many guys in the ensuing years, but noone claimed and dominated me so fully. And I had never again experienced his animalistic post coital panting. I had earned every ounce of this wild sexual beasts passion. And my total submission had the power to draw him into cheating. After he left I slipped back into the pool for a couple of naked laps .As I emerged up the steps the night watchman was waving his stiff dick in my face. When I went to take it in my mouth he shook his head and pointed to my room. Directing me into the bathroom he bent me over the vanity. Without a word his raw cock was pounding my well lubricated ass. A few minutes and he was pumping me full of his Mexican letche. As he was leaving my room he pointed to my partially opened curtains, then his eyes and back at me. 'Fuck ' I thought. 'He watched me get dominated and then took his turn. Fuck ' I thought 'I love this. ' I spent more and more time with my pozer and his boyfriend during the rest of that trip. Eating out, at the beach, a few hikes. They even had me over for dinner. No one acknowledged that they had and continued to cheat on each other with me. The boyfriend and I continued our clandestine hookups in the rocks. And my pozer continued the night visits to my room. And yes the night watchman continued to give me sloppy seconds. All was not revealed until the next winter.

No limit. If he's an adult. I'll suck it and swallow whatever load he has. Men with micropenis can be so appreciative when I devote myself to worship of their cock and insist that they feed me.

Part 10: The Speakeasy June 1921. Hamish stepped ashore on the White Star Line’s pier in New York. In another half a century, the piers in Chelsea would become very famous (or infamous) indeed among men who liked sex with men, but in 1921 they were still lined with magnificent ships – for this was the height of the golden age of the great Atlantic ocean liners. Hamish had made the crossing on the famous RMS Olympic, the surviving sister of the ill-fated Titanic and Britannic. He was surrounded by eager tourists, oohing and aahing at the sight of the various locations in the ship where key moments of that tragic night in 1912 on her sister ship had played out. It carried no real interest for Hamish. He’d finally made the momentous decision to abandon his homeland and all of Europe, feeling rather at a loss from knowing that Alan wasn’t there any longer. He was also strongly sensing, after the recently ended Great War, that these were countries with a past, but not a future. More to the point, though, he needed a place where it was easy to start over. The damn bureaucrats everywhere were insisting on knowing all about you, poking their noses into every nook and cranny of your life. Whether it was a government tax man or an insurance salesman, they wanted all sorts of fussy, inconvenient details like your place and date of birth. And how the hell could you explain that you were born sometime in the spring of 1034, but didn’t know exactly what date or where in Scotland your mother gave birth to you? That’s what gave him the idea of starting over in the New World. As for New York, it was an obvious port of arrival but, more than that, New York was already well on its way to developing a reputation as the party capital of the world. It sounded to Hamish like just what the doctor ordered. All he had to do was arrive in third class with a sob story about having no real idea when or where he was born, other than the obvious fact that it was Scotland, and he was about 32 years old (nudge, wink). He had, of course, already used the same sob story in London to get a passport, and then to get an immigration visa. He had to sit through quarantine to make sure he wasn’t carrying any infectious illnesses, but then he was released and free to turn himself loose on New York. Hamish made damn certain that no prying customs inspector would find his secret stash of gold, a legacy from Alan who had kindly shown Hamish the secret treasury at Finlaggan before he passed away. To all appearances a penniless immigrant, he soon got fed and met a nice man at a soup kitchen near the piers. That nice man not only helped him acquire some more decent clothes, but also entertained him in bed for a number of days. Armed with a decent-enough suit, Hamish was on his way. He managed to get a job right away as a server at a café, donning a striped shirt, dark trousers, and a long white apron, and dishing up coffee and donuts, or tea with dainty cakes, to the city’s more well-to-do residents. After a few weeks, his boss approached him with a proposition, later followed by a proposal. The proposition got him into the bed of the boss, who soon proved to have an insatiable appetite for Hamish’s big dick and immense skill at fucking. The proposal, which followed soon after, was that Hamish meet him at a certain address on Friday night at 6pm sharp for a job interview. That night, Hamish quickly discovered that his boss was actually a small fish in a very big pond. His meeting proved to be with the Big Boss, and the job interview proved to be an invitation to an exclusive weekend party in the Hamptons. Hamish went along with the idea, as soon as he was told that it was “exclusive” in the sense that women were carefully excluded from the invitation list. That party ended up being Hamish’s first certifiable orgy. The total number of men present was well over forty, and included many prominent financial and political figures, most of whom had wives who were told that their men were going on a fishing trip on Long Island Sound. Well, it was fishing – of a sort. Once the clothes started coming off, there was a nonstop line of men fishing for a turn at Hamish’s memorable cock. It had been made clear to Hamish, by inference, that his future prospects in the company depended on how much he could do to satisfy the Big Boss’s friends that weekend. It was definitely the sort of company where performance was both recognized and rewarded. Well, he thought, I’ve never really had a crack at the world’s oldest profession, why not now? During the course of the weekend, Hamish more than once wished he’d gotten the exclusive recipe for the special edition whisky off of Andrew. He did his best, which was still pretty damned spectacular for a man who was well past his 850th birthday, but there was no possible way he could summon up a load for every man at the party who wanted to suck one out of him, fuck one out of him, or get bred with one. He did, however, make damn sure that he had a load ready when the Big Boss came by. It wasn’t actually that hard. The mobster was Italian by descent, and in much better shape than many of the men at the party, so one look at his naked body was enough to rev Hamish’s engine. The man was also a natural-born bottom, and he had a really intense big dick fetish. Hamish was definitely the man for him, in more ways than one. The Big Boss knelt down on a chair in front of Hamish, turned his head over his shoulder, and said, “Plow me with that big tool, stud!” Hamish found that the man’s ass was already both loose and wet, so he forebore to indulge in any foreplay, and simply shoved his big, thick tool right into that muscled olive-skinned butt. The Big Boss groaned but didn’t protest, so Hamish began pounding him right away. As he was driving deep into that ass, a cute, young blond guy named Bobby came along and got down on his knees, sucking the Big Boss’s cock deep into his mouth. Before he even knew what was happening, the Big Boss had blasted not one but two loads down Bobby’s throat. The contractions of his ass from those two orgasms had brought Hamish off twice as well, and he then kept fucking the hole between those muscular Italian mounds until he added a third round, for good measure. At that point, Hamish called a break for himself, and went into the front room where there was a free bar and a table full of top-notch luxury food items. He needed some food and a good, stiff drink in the worst way. Bobby trailed right along with him, like a stray puppy hoping to be picked up and taken home. Normally, Hamish preferred them a bit older and more mature acting, but there was something about Bobby that he found – perhaps not attractive, but definitely intriguing. They sat together at a small table, eating caviar and foie gras on melba toast and drinking some really fine champagne. After they’d both eaten enough food to pep themselves up, Bobby slid his chair closer to Hamish, then leaned over and began kissing him. In no time, the two of them were making out, hot and heavy. As Bobby worked his tongue inside Hamish’s mouth, Hamish wrapped his hand around the back of Bobby’s head to pull him closer in – and got the surprise of his life. His fingers had felt the unmistakable row of tiny bumps just off the base of the skull. Hamish pulled back, then, and looked very closely at Bobby. For the first time, he saw that the bright blue eyes in that boyish face were a lot more thoughtful than the average eighteen-year-old – which is how old this cute young blond lad looked. “What? What’s wrong?” Bobby asked. Hamish asked in return, very quietly, “How old are you, Bobby?” Bobby avoided his eyes as he said, “Eighteen years and six months.” Hamish looked at him much more intently. “Seriously, Bobby.” Bobby looked nervously around, but no one else was nearby at the moment. “Seventy-four years old.” Hamish sat back, smiling in rather smug satisfaction. “But… how did you know?” “Kiss me again, Bobby.” Bobby did so. “Now, run your hand up the back of my head. Just at the base of the skull, touch me gently. What do you feel?” Bobby worked at him for a bit, and then focused in on the target area. “Feels like little bumps on the skin.” “Now feel the back of your own head, the same area.” Bobby did so, and his eyes widened. “Is that what you felt?” “Yes. If you were to part the hair on my head, and look at the spot, you’d see some odd black marks which aren’t any kind of letters we can recognize. That’s the mark of the immortal.” “Wow. I’ve never met another one.” “It’s rare, no doubt. Even rarer to meet another one who shares the enthusiasm for male company.” “You mean, for fucking ass.” “Duh!” They both laughed. By this time, the party was winding down for Saturday night. Hamish and Bobby looked around and managed to snag a sofa that was wider and deeper, and big enough for the two of them to sleep together. No sex took place, they were too tired out from the events of the day. But it was a comfort for each of them to cuddle up together with someone else who was actually one of their kind. It took some time for the various men to get revved up on Sunday, but the action was well and truly under way again by noon. By Sunday afternoon, some of the earlier arrivals were starting to leave for town, but others were still arriving. One was a big, muscular redhead who looked, Hamish thought, vaguely familiar. Of course, it was forgivable that the occasional face or name escaped his memory, especially at his advanced age. But when the newcomer saw Hamish lying there, a wicked grin spread across his face and he dropped his trousers, revealing an enormous ten-inch-plus dick – and Hamish’s memory suddenly kicked in all the way. As Hamish was opening his mouth to call a greeting, Graham slapped his hand across his face and hissed at him to “shut up and take it like a man.” Finding Hamish’s hole nicely opened up and wet with cum already, Graham had no trouble rolling him over onto his face and sliding his massive tool inside Hamish. He had just enough time to whisper in Hamish’s ear, “Don’t call me Graham. It’s Grant now,” before another partygoer yelled, “Guys, you gotta see this, the new guy’s got Grant’s entire tool up his keister and he looks like he’s loving it!” A crowd quickly gathered to watch. Realizing that they were now the centre of attention, both of them cranked up their performance, throwing in moans and “fucks” and various dirty expressions to spice things a little more. All around them, the other partygoers were standing, stroking their dicks or each others’ dicks, as they watched “Grant” ramming his massive tool into Hamish’s receptive, quivering ass. The two of them gave the crowd full value for their money. Before long, “Grant” blasted a full load deep inside Hamish and kept right on going, pounding him mercilessly without even slowing down. There were sounds of jealousy from the onlookers, many of whom wished they could have taken such a full-on pounding from that gigantic tool – if only their butts could have withstood the torture. In just a few more minutes, though, Hamish was gasping that he was about to cum, and “Grant” was snapping, “Yeah, let it fly, I’ll cum right along with you.” With that, he hauled Hamish into an upright position, still ramming into him full force from behind. The men all around began stroking harder and faster, and it was clear that this act was going to be the grand finale of the entire weekend. Suddenly, Hamish gasped as his cock jerked up, without him even touching it, and began spraying jets of cum out across the floor. The young blond guy, Bobby, dived onto the floor to try to intercept as many of the squirts as possible, and managed to catch four of them. “Grant” gave only three or four more extra-vicious thrusts and then let his second and even bigger load leap from his dick at full depth inside Hamish’s now somewhat sore ass. Both of them were grunting like wild boars in heat as he kept thrusting brutally inside Hamish, delivering pulse after pulse of a historic, epic load. The other men at the party crowded up close to the sofa and started dropping their loads, one by one, all over the two coupling, writhing, snarling bodies. The last one was the Big Boss, who shot his load all over Hamish’s face and then shoved his cock into his subordinate’s mouth to be cleaned off. Hamish was sure that he could taste ass as well as cum, which told him that the Big Boss wasn’t quite the total bottom he had thought. However, the Big Boss was as good as his word, and Hamish’s $20 paycheque the next Friday had an extra cheque in the envelope for a thousand dollars more. That was good. It meant that Hamish wouldn’t have to touch the emergency reserves hidden in the double bottom of his cheap suitcase for a good while longer. At the next party, two weeks later, someone spread the word that Hamish should really be tipped since he was doing such a spectacular job, and he came away with even more in tips than the extra cheque in his inflated pay packet. Meanwhile, the Big Boss had appointed him as manager of the Hole in the Wall, a speakeasy which was part of his less than legitimate operations. It was, of course, a private, members-only club, where Bobby proved his versatility by fronting the small house band with his saxophone, and Grant joined Hamish as his chief bartender (yes, Hamish had finally gotten a handle on simply calling him “Grant”). By this time, Hamish had also cut Grant in on the secret that Bobby was actually another immortal. Among themselves, the three of them jokingly called the bar “The Eternal Hangover.” All Hamish really had to do was to ensure that the drinks were watered enough, but not too much, chat up the customers, and handle the whole business side of the operation. Grant did a wonderful job of quieting down any frustrated customers. Generally, he took them into his “private office” for a talk, and when they emerged the customer was usually much quieter and always looking a good deal the worse for wear – with rumpled trousers and protruding shirt tails giving an idea of what kind of “talk” had taken place. It only took Hamish a few nights to realize that the entire membership list was made up of all the men he’d met and fucked with in the Hamptons, and that the speakeasy he was running was potentially something much more than just another bar dispensing illegal hooch during Prohibition. After a year or so of struggling nightly to keep the toilets clean, Hamish dipped into his suitcase stash. He then spoke to the Big Boss and made him an offer to buy an equity stake in the Hole in the Wall, outlining the plan he had in mind. The Big Boss agreed, Hamish and some fellow volunteers on the staff set to work, and in a few months the vacant floor above the bar was converted into a series of small rooms with wide and nicely padded bench seats for private “conversations.” Just like that, Hamish found that he had invented and was now part-owner of New York’s first-ever full-time gay sex club. The facility not only filled a need in itself, but the thirst that was generated in the upstairs rooms translated into a sharp upswing in sales at the bar. By this time, Hamish and Grant had agreed that it was silly to keep paying rent on two different apartments when one always seemed to be empty, so they just confirmed the obvious and moved in together. Hamish laid down only one rule, and that was that they had to leave each other strictly alone from Wednesday noon on, in any week when a weekend outing in the Hamptons was on the schedule. By this time, the Roaring Twenties were roaring along at top volume and full throttle, and Hamish and Grant were both riding the wave. The Big Boss was now giving both of them supplementary pay cheques after each weekend outing, and the two canny Scots were spending as little as possible on their lifestyle, squirreling the rest away for a rainy day – apart from making sure they were outfitted with top-notch, classy, up-to-date suits, hats, and shoes to set a tone. It was definitely wild for Hamish to realize that, as he neared the nine-century mark, he was having more and crazier sex than ever before in his life. Nor was Grant falling behind in that department, and even Bobby would join them every now and again for a three-way when the waiting time until the next weekend getaway became too onerous. But then, with no warning, the roof fell in. They woke up one morning to screaming headlines on the fronts of all the papers (with the New York Times featuring a classier muted form of excitement). The Big Boss had been fished out of the East River around two o’clock in the morning, sporting the signature mark of the gangland execution – a neat little bullet hole in the back of his head. Hamish and Grant wasted no time packing a couple of bags and getting on the next train out of town to points west, being sure not to pass through Chicago which was as bad a gang town as New York. In fact, they stayed on the train all the way to San Francisco, and there bought tickets on a ship to New Zealand. As Grant (now calling himself Graham again) put it, the people were nice, the tone was British, and there were sheep everywhere so they should feel right at home. Apart from one or two rough days, it was a surprisingly placid crossing, and even Hamish had to admit that not all sea travel was a complete write-off. There were also some pleasant fringe benefits involving some very handsome local men when the ship stopped to refuel and reprovision in Honolulu, then in Tahiti, and finally in Fiji. At last, they docked in Auckland, and it was time for life to begin over again. They took some time over a space of five or six years to get established in New Zealand, finally pooling their resources to buy some land and go into farming. Hamish had to admit that it was fun living with Graham, not only because of the hot sex but because he was a pleasant, easy-going guy with a decent sense of humour and a good fund of amusing personal experience stories. There was no such emotional feeling as he’d had for Craig, nor any sign of the bonding he’d felt with Alan, and he neither expected those to be present nor especially regretted their absence. With the wisdom of age (as he wryly said to himself), he was finding it easier to let go of things that were irretrievably past anyway. But then, one bright morning, as they tended the small flock of sheep on their farm near Matamata, Graham stirred up the past again by asking, “Whatever happened to Alan, anyway?” “What brought that thought up now?” “I guess it’s because I have time to think. For quite a while there, in New York and after, we were scrambling too fast and fucking too hard to have much time to think. Then getting out of there, coming down here, buying the land, getting the farm established. But now, it seems I have time to think again -- and that’s what came up.” Hamish wanted to defer it, to put it aside as Alan had done with him, but then he thought of the shock of finding out only when it was almost too late. He decided that Alan had made a mistake, and he didn’t need to repeat it. He chose his words carefully. “I will answer your question, Graham, but I want to do it when we’re both sitting down and have a glass of wine at hand. It’s a much more complicated question than you maybe realize.” Graham nodded agreement. At the end of a busy workday, they both stripped down and took a quick bath in the river, then came back up to the house and settled on the cool, shady porch with full glasses on the table. “Graham, this is a hard thing to understand. Alan didn’t try to explain it to me until it was almost too late. I’ve decided that I don’t want to do that to you.” “Almost too late? I don’t understand you at all.” “I know. But here it is. We aren’t actually immortal. And Alan is dead.” Graham stared at him in shock, as if he thought Hamish had gone right off the deep end. “Come on!” “It’s true. What were his exact words to me? ‘Our life span gets extended, or perhaps you might better say, “stalled” for a thousand years.’ I’ve never forgotten that moment. And he was right, it was a harsh smack in the face from reality to learn that. The hardest part was that I learned it after I’d already seen him growing old.” Graham still shook his head, as if dazed. At last, he said, “Tell me how it happened – if you can.” Hamish thought for a moment. “It’s odd, it’s harder to recall this than it was to live it the first time. We were outside working, cutting the peats actually, and I suddenly realized he was tiring out and leaning on his spade. Well, Alan never got tired. I went to look at him as he sat down, and that’s when I saw the wrinkles forming in his face and the grey streaking his hair. And a week later, he died in his sleep. He told me that when your thousand years runs out, the whole ageing process happens much more quickly, but there’s no way to know how quickly.” Graham still looked stunned. At last, he asked, “Are you alright? I’m trying to imagine how you must feel without him, after that long bond you shared.” “That’s what’s so weird. I miss him, but at the same time I don’t. I think that’s because all that he was is already a part of me, just as I was of him.” He paused for more thought. “At least, we know when it will happen. I think the one thing that every immortal knows off by heart is the date he or she got turned. October 7, 1066.” “That’s the date of the Battle of Hastings.” “Very good! And you?” “June 11, 1488.” “Haha! The Battle of Sauchieburn! Were you fighting for the king or for the rebels?” “The king. I was one of his favourites.” “What is it about us immortals? Becoming favourites of kings and rulers and noblemen – and mobsters, too, come to think of it.” They both laughed. “So: we know that neither of us is due to go for many years, and that I will go first. Come to think of it, that’s appropriate. Alan was two centuries older than me, and he learned about the thousand years when he was just newly turned, from a very old immortal who was dying.” Graham looked at him thoughtfully. “I don’t know how you feel, but to me it seems that knowing when it will come is a great comfort. Gives you ample time to prepare yourself. Thank you for telling me.” Hamish was very relieved to find that they had turned the dangerous corner with no fuss or drama, and that Graham was not upset by what he had learned. Life on the farm continued for many years. Bobby came out to join them, a year or so after that crucial conversation, and they had some grand old times in bed, mixing and swapping in every combination of tops and bottoms, suckers and fuckers. It was also great to have a third pair of hands on the farm, as the workload got bigger every year when lambing time came around. Far too soon, as it seemed, the idyllic farm life reached the limit. The neighbours had noticed and begun talking about how none of the three of them ever changed. They made plans to sell the entire farm as a going concern, splitting the proceeds. It was time, anyway, for Hamish. His itchy feet were calling to him to hit the road again. As he told Graham and Bobby, on one of their last nights together, that had been built into his nature ever since he could walk, and far predated his becoming an immortal. During those last days, Hamish also had “the talk” with Bobby, so he wouldn’t be caught off guard in the far distant future when his thousand-year deadline came. Finally, the deeds were all signed, the keys delivered, and the three of them left for Auckland. There, they parted company, with Bobby and Graham deciding to stick together and head to Australia, while Hamish took ship back across the ocean, this time to Vancouver in Canada. After a miserably rough voyage, he landed in Canada, finding a good job in the booming city of Vancouver. Eventually, though, his Scottish blood began calling him to come home again. He wasn’t sure quite where home was any more, just that it was in Scotland. With all its problems, it was still his place. Another long train ride across the continent, another long and sickening Atlantic crossing, and Hamish arrived back in Glasgow in the spring of 1933. The country was immersed in the most miserable depths of the Great Depression, but Hamish was untroubled by want. The fortune he had begun in Finlaggan and substantially increased in New York had been safely sheltered and even augmented by his investment in the farm, and he was now a man of some means, if not among the truly wealthy. But he still lived as frugally as ever. The habits of a nine-century lifetime mostly spent as somebody else’s poorly paid servant weren’t easily set aside. The one thing he definitely wanted and needed to do was to visit two graves, one on the islet of Finlaggan and the other on the hillside overlooking the Firth of Forth. At Finlaggan, the castle had now crumbled to mere fragments of what he had known. The secret room was now open to the sky, as was the treasury. He walked past the end of the ruins, and out to the mound he had built nearly a century before. He wasn’t sure why this mattered so much to him, but it did. There was no sense of imminence, no feeling of Alan’s presence, nor did he expect it. The thoughts of Alan that swirled through his head were, he was sure, all his own. Across the country, Craig’s grave was now incorporated into a hedgerow that had been planted and tended between two farm fields. That, he thought, was as it should be. No nosy archaeologist would come to disturb him there. You had to look pretty closely to see the spot where the hedgerow’s bank widened to accommodate the mound he had built. And Craig, dear, lovable Craig, had lain in peace, undisturbed, as the land took him in. That’s when Hamish realized that he, too, had come to these places to seek peace. It was like a final step that he needed to take, to consign these two men who had meant so much to him, in so many ways, to his past. And with that, he had found the peace and acceptance which he would need to face his own end when that time came.

“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…..

mmmmmm Joey, you are so good! Gawd I love how you write and what a nasty slutty mind you have! OINK bro...keep going, please!

Do you like sexy fiction? I have typed out a number of chapters for a story loosely based on my life. It has a few hits on another forum and felt like sharing them here. Here's a taste of the first chapter: Jock Strapped A cloudy, warm Monday starts off the school week in northwest Indiana. Al arrives at school at 7:45 AM. Only 15 minutes remain until his first class starts. He walks down the hall and greets his friends. Al arrives at his locker and takes his textbooks out. The bell is about to ring, so Al heads to class at the far end of the school. He takes his assigned seat and awaits the teacher's first instructions. To everyone's surprise, no schoolwork is scheduled for today. Instead, the teacher makes it a movie day and pops in Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Al has never seen the movie before. As they get to the part where Ferris is in the shower, a strange feeling comes over Al. Why is he suddenly mesmerized by the sight of this young actor's shirtless body? Why can't he stop staring and feeling this warmth run through his veins? One of Al's classmates, a football player named Jake, notices Al's fixated look at the TV screen and chuckles. The movie progresses, and Al doesn't give much thought to what just happened, continuing to watch the movie. Class ends at 9:45 AM. Al packs up his bookbag and heads out. As he heads to his next class, Al feels his bladder move, so he stops and uses the restroom. He enters one of the stalls and relieves himself. As he does, Al hears the bell ring, and realizes he's late to class. Al quickly zips his pants up, washes his hands, and exits the restroom. "Hey, Al". Al turns around to see who called for him, and it's Jake. "Oh, hey, Jake", Al exclaims. "Late for class?", Jake asks. "Yeah", Al replies, "I got to hurry and get going". "Come here a minute. I want to talk to you about something", Jake says. Al walks over to Jake. "So what was that in class today?", Jake asks. "What was what?", Al replies. "You looking at that guy like that", Jake exclaims. "I don't know", Al says. "You like guys or something, dude?", Jake asks. "Um, no", Al says nervously. "It's cool if you like guys, man, I'm not gonna hate", Jake says. Al stands there frozen, not even sure of himself and what he likes at this stage in his life. "Ever been with a guy?", Jake asks. "No", Al replies. "Wanna fuck?", Jake asks. "I got to go", Al replies. "You're already late. Come on, let's go somewhere". Jake exclaims. Al, not wanting to cause a scene, agrees and goes with Jake. Jake and Al arrive in the gym's locker room. With everyone upstairs in the gym, both men walk into an office to the right that is mostly used to store sport equipment. Jake shuts and locks the door behind them. Al sits on a cushioned ottoman against the wall, his hands clenched together in his lap. "Nervous?", Jake asks, kicking off his sneakers. "A little", Al replies, a lump festering in his throat. Jake pulls his socks off, and Al looks down at Jake's large-sized feet. Standing there tall, looking at Al, Jake takes the hem of his shirt with both hands and pulls it up over his head. Al gazes in amazement at Jake's bare torso, smooth and athletically built. "This is what a real man looks like", Jake exclaims. He walks over to Al, who is nervously shaking inside. "It's okay", Jake says, taking one of Al's hands and placing it against his chest. Al's eyes grow wide, never having touched another male this way. He feels Jake's strong chest, the slightly spicy smell of Jake's skin moving towards him. "Touch me wherever you want", Jake exclaims. Al reaches with both hands and caresses Jake's chest. Jake licks his lips, feeling his nipples hardening under Al's palms. He takes Al by the head and pushes Al's face to his stomach. Jake's skin feels so warm and soft to Al. He kisses his stomach while rubbing Jake's nipples. Jake moans. "Oh yeah", he exclaims. Al sits up a bit and moves his mouth toward Jake's red nipples, kissing and licking them. Jake giggles, still holding Al by the head. "That's good", he exclaims. Al moves his mouth all over Jake, even around the edges of Jake's spicy armpits and down around again to his navel, sticking his tongue in it. "Oh", Jake moans, gripping Al's hair and tugging it. Jake feels all hot inside, while Al also feels his blood pumping and his heart beating fast inside his chest. During this time of respite, one of their classmates, Tim, walks down to the locker room from upstairs. As he approaches his gym locker, Tim senses that someone is near. He turns and looks in the shower and the restroom, but sees no one. The main office in the locker room is unoccupied as well. Tim turns towards the empty office and walks in. He approaches the door to the storage room and sees Al and Jake through the half-closed blinds to the door's window. Tim is surprised at what he's witnessing, but stands back and watches. Al, oblivious to the fact they're being watched, arrives at Jake's jeans. Jake looks down at Al with a grin on his face. Without a word, Jake tells Al what to do with his eyes. Al looks on approvingly, and reaches for Jake's belt. He pops open the buckle and Jake pulls his belt back to loosen the jeans. Al then reaches for the button, pops it, and pulls the zipper down. He pulls the flaps open, revealing Jake's red plaid boxers. Jake eases his jeans down and they fall to his ankles. Al looks back up at Jake, seeing the want in his eyes, then looks forward and takes the boxers by the waistband, pulling them down off of Jake's hips. Jake's cock flops out, his balls slightly jiggling. Al looks in awe at how large Jake's cock is, cut and at least a good 7 inches or so. Tim, who is still watching from the door, opens his mouth in astonishment as well. Al sits back with his hands on his thighs, still in somewhat of a frozen panic. "Go on, suck on it", Jake demands. Al reaches with one hand and grasps Jake's cock, which is engorged and pulsating in his hand. He leans forward, mouth open, and the meaty head meets Al's lips. Jake quivers, exhaling sharply. The taste of Jake's cock is both juicy and spicy, a flavor Al has never sensed before. He pushes his lips forward to take more skin in his mouth. "Ah yeah", Jake moans, his head arched back and smiling. Tim gets hot watching Al suck Jake and reaches in his gym shorts to fondle himself. Al moves his head back and forth, saliva running out from the corners of his lips, as he puts more suction on Jake's hard cock. "Like that cock, boy?", Jake asks. Al looks up at Jake and winks. "Love on my balls too", Jake demands. Al pulls away, Jake's cock still in his hand, and takes a hold of Jake's balls in his other hand. He fiddles with them, making them bounce, then takes them in his mouth, jerking Jake at the same time. "God", Jake moans. A salty, spicy taste hits Al's tongue as he sucks Jake's balls. Al spits them out and runs his tongue under Jake's cock and back up towards the head, licking the drop of precum from the tip. Tim is hard, jacking himself through his shorts, a look of amazement at how good Al is servicing Jake. "Ooh", Tim mouths. Al's mouth feels dry, but Jake wants more. He forces Al's mouth down the shaft of his cock, until Al's face is at his sparsely red-haired pubes. "Suck it, faggot", Jake demands. Al's eyes become watery as he gags on Jake's cock, feeling it fill up his throat. "Damn", Tim utters, squeezing his own cock. Al, his face resting against Jake's crotch, tries to put as much friction as he can. "That's a good boy", Jake exclaims. Jake pulls Al's head back and allows him to catch his breath. Al gasps and wipes the tears from his eyes. Jake's cock hangs there, soaked with Al's spit. Al regains his composure, only to realize that they're not finished. Jake turns around. "Eat my ass", Jake demands, bending over and sticking his ass in Al's face. Al gets an eyeful of Jake's thick buttocks, his crack slightly parted. With some hesitance, Al grabs Jake's buttocks and spreads them apart, exposing Jake's brown hole. The spicy musk from it hits Al's nostrils, the scent suddenly taking his anxiety away. Al leans forward and licks Jake's hole. "Ah", Jake moans, feeling Al's warm tongue on his hole. The taste is unreal, tangy like a sour fruit, but Al keeps licking. "Oh yeah, get in there, man", Jake exclaims. "Yeah", Tim mouths, reaching further into his shorts to rub his own hole as he watches Al rim Jake. Jake pushes Al's face deeper into his asscrack, til Al's nose is against it and his mouth around the opening. "Fuckin' eat it, bad boy", Jake exclaims. Al mouths and sucks the edges of Jake's hole and continues to flick his tongue repeatedly. "Oh oh, yeah", Jake moans. Al reaches over and grabs Jake's cock, jerking it as he eats Jake out. "Fuck", Jake moans. Sweat beads begin to emanate from Jake's buttcrack, and Al runs his tongue through it to catch the sweat. "Mmm, dirty boy", Jake exclaims. Tim, watching, rubs his hole and feels a drop of precum seeping from the pisshole of his cock. Al, his face covered with both his and Jake's sweat, leans back to take a breather. "How do I taste, faggot?", Jake asks. "Salty, tangy, I guess", Al shrugs his shoulders in response. "Yeah? Like the taste of my dick and ass, do ya?", Jake exclaims, "Now take your pants off and let me taste you". Al, compliant, pulls his pants and white briefs down. Jake looks down at Al's cock and raises his eyebrows. "Got some dick to ya, but I want that ass. Turn around", Jake demands. Al turns around and kneels on the ottoman. "Spread it", Jake demands. Al pulls apart his buttcheeks, revealing his smooth virgin hole. "Damn", Jake exclaims. Tim can also see Al's hole from his viewpoint and loves what he sees. Jake kneels down behind Al and takes handfuls of Al's firm buttocks, rubbing them. He then sticks his face down in Al's crack and begins licking it lovingly. "Oh Jake", Al moans, the warmth of Jake's breath and tongue on his pink hole. Al's hole tastes sweet to Jake, who digs deeper and kisses and prods the tight sphincter. Al braces himself with his hands on the wall and arches back, giving Jake a faceful of his ass. "Mmm, mmm", Jake grumbles, getting more excited as he eats Al out. Jake takes one of his thick fingers and presses the tip into Al's spit-covered hole. Al winces, feeling pressure against his hole. "Ever had anything up there?", Jake asks. Al nods his head no. Jake presses harder until he feels the sphincter pop, accepting his knuckles and sliding in with ease. Al gasps. Tim too is amazed at how eager Al's hole was to be penetrated. Jake pushes in harder and gets a good feel of Al's insides. Al breaths heavy, still processing the feeling of Jake's finger in his ass. "Like that?" Jake asks. "Be careful", Al replies. "Yeah?", Jake exclaims, sliding his finger back and forth in Al's hole, watching the sphincter bow in and out. Al whimpers, his hole still tight and slightly painful. "Maybe you just need to be loosened up with something bigger", Jake exclaims. Jake stands up and pulls Al to his feet. "Bend over", Jake demands. Al bends over, his hands pressed into the ottoman. Jake stands behind Al, dick in hand, and inches towards Al's hole. Al can feel Jake nearing him. "Aren't you gonna use a condom? Teacher said that wearing one protects against STDs", Al says. "Don't got one, but I'm a virgin too and won't give you no disease", Jake replies. With reluctance, Al keeps his position as Jake pushes his big cock into Al's hole. Al moans as he feels Jake's cock stretch his hole, sliding deeper and deeper til it can't go any further. "Fuck, you're so tight", Jake exclaims. Tim is very turned on seeing Jake inside Al. He pulls his gym shorts down a bit to freely jack himself off. Al holds his ass, feeling how Jake's cock fills him up. "Ready to get fucked?", Jake asks. Al nods his head yes. Jake takes Al by the waist and gently rocks his hips back and forth. The friction loosens up Al's hole, easing the pain to where Al feels relaxed. He reaches down with one hand and jacks himself as Jake continues to thrust. Jake slaps Al's ass, making him jump. "Gimme that ass", Jake exclaims. Jake pushes in and pulls back several times, almost making Al fall over. Jake picks up some speed, making their skin claps together. "Like that fucking dick in your ass, faggot?", Jake exclaims. "Oh yes", Al moans. "Yeah? Like big dudes fucking you?", Jake exclaims, beginning to pound harder. "Oh Jake, oh Jake, oh Jake", Al says under his breath, feeling Jake slam into him harder and harder. Tim jerks himself harder at the sight of Al getting nailed. Jake lets Al have it, their skin clapping together louder as Jake pistons Al's hole. "Oh, oh, oh", Al moans, the top of his head and the palms of his hands pressed against the wall, bracing himself against the impact. Al's buttocks ripple with each slam. Jake, a devilish look on his face, bites his lip as he gives a few more forceful thrusts. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!", he grunts. Tim feels the urge to cum and quietly shoots his load on the door frame, ecstasy etched across his face. Al feels pressure well up inside him, and before long, he too shoots his load, all over the floor. Jake's eyes roll back and shoots his hot load deep inside Al. "Oh yeah", Jake grumbles, feeling the release. Al, still hunkered over, licks his lips and swallows the lump in his throat, trying to catch his breath. Jake pulls his cock out of Al and watches his cum leak out of Al's busted hole. "Nice and fucked", Jake exclaims. Tim, not wanting to get caught, pulls his shorts back up and walks out of the locker room. Al's legs quiver as he puts his pants and underwear back on. Jake redresses himself and smiles at Al. "Good fucking with you", he exclaims. Jake exits the storage room and heads to his class. Al lags behind, still trying to walk right. He takes the time to wipe up his mess off the floor, not wanting anyone to find out what happened. As he exits the storage room, Al sees white matter on the bottom of the door, and realizes that somebody had been watching them. With a nervous look on his face, Al hurries out and heads to class, thinking of an excuse as to why he was late.

I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. Pozzed while Cruising 5 My new faceless and anonymous fucker easily slid his thick cock into my gaped hole. I thought for a quick moment where did he find all these thick dick friends. I knew I would be a regular in this apartment if they let me. He drilled his large cock back and forth in and out of me picking up his pace as he went along. Soon he was pulling nearly out of me and driving it full force back into me. I tried to slow him down, but he smacked my hand away. I am going to add my tainted load with the rest of them, you little slut. I was hard again at his verbal abuse. I slowly jerked my hard cock as he slammed away at me. I begged him to breed me. “Poz me…” I heard myself whimper. It was the first time I knowingly admitted that I wanted their tainted loads. I begged him to cum in me. I hear the door open and light from the hall streamed in. I could see 3 or 4 guys standing there. My original top told me to repeat myself, but louder. “Poz me” I said just above a whisper. “Louder!” he demanded. “Poz me!” I said with more authority. “Louder! Cum Slut or he’ll pull out and we’ll kick you out” he exclaimed. “POZ ME!!!” I said loud enough to be heard around the block. He flooded my torn up and now obvious pozzed cum filled ass. He collapsed on top of me. I felt his beard scratch my neck. HIs thick dick retreated from my cummy hole and I leaked from my gaping hole. He soon got up and tossed me the plug. I knew full well what to do with it. I dragged my worn and well-fucked body from the stranger’s bed, got dressed and followed some voices out into the living room. I must have been a site with my hair all over the place and my clothes all wrinkled, and they were all chatting like I was not even there. Jake, I assumed, was the guy that first fucked me in the bathroom and then brought me back to the apartment along with 3 other guys which two of them fucked me. I was pretty sure of one of them because he was the one with a beard. He was a black guy and fucking HOT. They finally took notice of me and Jake welcomed me to the club. I asked if they were really poz and did they just poz me. He assured me they were and that I was, but it was going to be OK, and that I would soon get all the cock I ever wanted. He asked if I wanted more. I shook my head yes. He then instructed me to strip and get in the middle of the room. I slowly stripped out my jeans and t-shit down to my boxer briefs and Jake motioned for those to go to. They watched a basketball game on TV while they were spread out on the couch and the recliner. I stood there naked while I slowly got hard again. That is when the guy next to Jake pulled out his cock and nodded for me to come over and suck him. I got down on my knees and swallowed his thick cock and by the taste of his meat. I could tell he had been in my ass or someone’s ass recently that just made me suck him even harder. That is when I felt a tug at my balls and Jake shifted on the couch and someone got behind me, pulled the plug from my abused hole and slid his cock back into me. Then Jake spoke up…”if you ever want this treatment ever again, if you want to be a part of this club, you must come by once a week and bring a new boy with you as often as you can to submit to our and your needs. In a couple of days or a bit more, you are going to get sick, come back here as soon as you can and let us know, but it is essential that you bring new meat with you.” He continued, “ you can find them like I did you in several restrooms on campus, those are the popular ones, but almost anyone is ideal ‘breeding’ ground’ for picking up and converting guys. Most just want to get sucked and this is where your thirst for cum will be helpful, but we need more guys like you to fuck and breed. Do you agree with that? Nod if you do? I mumbled with a fat cock in my mouth and nodded the best I could. He ordered everyone to hurry up and send me on my way because I had work to do. He wanted my first victim in two days. My mind buzzed on how and who I was going to ensnare in my trap and truly wondered what I got myself into. I worked myself and was fucked into another orgasm as my cock erupted shooting my load all over the carpet white the cock in my mouth shot volley after volley into my throat where I had not choice but to swallow it. I was soon rewarded with another ass full of cum. I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again Hope you guys like this one Love the hot chats and emails from some of you NWiJoey@gmail.com

If I test positive for an STD, I pull my ass out of service until my treatment is complete. Period. If I have any reason to suspect I may have an STD - and by now I’m pretty familiar with how they present in my body - I refrain until I can be tested. It just boggles my mind that there are people here who actually seem to think that there is nothing wrong with knowingly exposing someone to a disease - and worse, that there are people here who know it’s wrong, but do it anyway.

I don't know if you call it in heat or not but when i become horny for cock it just keeps building. Even cumming doesn't change it if i haven't had a cock or three in my ass. I just want to be FUCKED and i have taken every kind of guy in my ass as long as they had a hard cock ready to breed me. It doesn't matter who or where.