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I post my status (neg and on PrEP) and my last HIV/STI test date (start of every month) on my Grindr profile. I don't care about other people's HIV status (other than that I tend to favor Poz people, who, in my experience, are edgier and have more sex), but I do appreciate it when ostensibly neg people are on PrEP, and when a person, regardless of status, has a habit of regular STI testing. I don't ask about status. I was fucking a young guy last weekend. We were cuddling after I dumped my third load in his perfect little ass, and he said, "You didn't ask my status." He volunteered that he is Poz and reassured me that he is on medication and has an undetectable viral load. I think he was surprised when I told him that I appreciated the disclosure, and that I don't care, except in that I hope, for his own sake, that he is healthy and happy. TasP and PrEP exist in large part so we don't have to worry about status anymore. To me, it's the habit of looking after one's sexual health, to protect oneself and one's partners, that matters.

Chapter 8 After Luke left I showered and busied myself for the rest of the day. I didn’t want to think too hard about what had happened. My mind was a blur and I just wanted it to stay that way. However the next morning I was again feeling conflicted. I got into work early and decided to do the sensible thing. I rang the health clinic, explained I had been in the previous day and needed to come in again. The treating nurse from the previous day had a cancellation in the late afternoon, or I could come in at lunchtime and take a chance being seen by whoever was free. Given the nurse had looked pretty hot yesterday and I wasn’t sure whether he had flirted a little , I went for the afternoon slot. The day passed slowly, I wasn’t that attentive at work. However by 4 pm I was at the clinic. My name was called out and was told ‘Gino is in room 3 ‘ as I made my way down the corridor. I knocked and entered. A flicker of recognition passed over nurse Gino’s face. I was in my work suit rather than my casual wearthe previous day. ‘Ah Neil, I didn’t expect to see you so soon, what can I do for you’ he asked. ’it’s a little embarrassing actually. I’ve had sex with a guy and he is positive, so I think I need Pep. ‘ I stammered. ‘Ok, just a few questions first, Neil’ he continued ‘ how do you know he is positive?’ ‘ He is a friend of mine and he has told me previously that he is positive and hasn’t been taking his medication recently’ I responded. ‘Ah ok, are you top or bottom?’ Gino asked. ‘Bottom’. ‘ Have you had sex with him previously?’ I reddened ‘ Er yes, a couple of times, about a week or two ago and then a few days ago ‘ I said quietly. ‘But I only knew he was positive after the first time’ I added as if that might not sound too bad. ‘But you have willingly had unprotected sex since you knew? ‘ umm yes’ ‘ok, no judgement from me’ Gino tried to put me at ease , just tapping my knee with his hand. ‘ have you had sex with anyone else in the last month?’ I nodded, thinking of Ty’s black cock fucking me hard, and then both Phil and Steve in the sling. ‘Yes, about three other guys’ I said, reddening again. ‘All bareback?’ Gino asked. I nodded again. ‘Any positive or don’t you know?’ ‘All positive ‘ the words hung in the air for a while. I was also aware of my growing erection at the thought. I shifted in the seat to try and hide it but Gino’s eyes dropped to my lap. I thought I saw a half smile from him. ‘ Look, I have to be professional ‘ he said, donning some blue latex gloves and squirting a little dollop of some lubricant on them. ‘ you seem to have an attraction to risky sex practices, and I think you may have an erectile problem that you may want me to look at if I may ?’ I took the hint and unbuckled my belt, opened my suit trousers and pulled my boxers down. My cock was stiffening as the nurse gently stroked my cock, in mock examination. ‘You seem as though when you mention unprotected sex with positive gay men that gets you aroused’ he continued . The thought of yesterday with Luke just made me fully erect as Gino semi stroked me.’ Yes it does’ I said, ‘I don’t know why. And when I’m horny I just want cock and cum in me, I don’t think clearly’ I said, my breathing becoming a bit ragged. ‘Let me show you something’ Gino said quietly. He pulled his scrubs trousers down a little, showing me his pubic area. I could make out the shape of his cock in his scrubs, stiffening slightly. But the obvious thing was his shaven pubic area with a small bio hazard tattoo where his pubes had been shaved. ‘Fuck, that’s hot!’ I said, without thinking. ‘Oh sorry, ‘I then blurted as he readjusted his scrubs. ‘Don’t be. I’m not!’ He replied. He then carried on stroking by cock with his latexed hands , gripping tightly almost as if he was choking my hard cock. ‘You like that I can tell’ he continued ‘and you are conflicted. Your cock went so hard when you saw that tattoo’ I was feeling my cum beginning to rise as the nurse carried on working my cock. ‘ I need to test if you can ejaculate’ he explained. He was edging me. When you’re like this you say what you really want don’t you?’ ‘yes’ was all I could say as he continued to edge me. ‘ok I can prescribe PeP for you, or I can do what you really want and give you nothing. The likelihood is that you are probably going to find that you are already infected and that the PeP would only work for yesterday. And you will still become Hiv positive. I was now just so aroused. ‘Tell me what you really want Neil?’ ‘ I want to be positive, I don’t want the Pep !’ I just blurted out ‘ever!’ ‘Good man ‘ he responded as he took me over the edge. I ejaculated over my shirt as I came. ‘ok Neil’ Gino continued matter of factly’ you have confirmed that you don’t want prep and you are comfortable with potentially becoming positive. You also do not have any erectile or ejaculation ptoblems. I will put down in your notes that you are now my patient, so if you feel ill at all or need advice on testing you can come and see me. Is that ok?’ ‘yes nurse’ I replied. ‘Are you happy with that decision?’ He fixed me with a sexy stare ‘yes nurse I am’ A wave of relief came over me as I knew definitively my path. ‘ Hopefully I will be seeing you sooner than a month if you feel ill. I will run your tests.’ Hopefully the virus will claim you ‘ he whispered as he handed me a paper towel for me to clean my shirt. ‘ oh and here’s my card with my mobile on if you need to make a direct appointment’ ‘uh thanks nurse’ I said smiling as I left the room, without the prescription I had come to get, but feeling much more content without it. to be continued………….

We arrived at the bar we had been to a month ago. It was crowded Sunday night. Daddy and I sat at the bar and ordered some drinks. "Hi Brian longtime no see. Your boy still with you", the bartender said "Yeah", said Daddy A few other guys came by to talk to Daddy and i could feel their eyes raping me over. I could see the hunger as they looked me over. This made my clit really hard and my cunt wet. As Daddy was talking to one of his friends a guy came on the other side of me and put his arm on my back. "Hi i am Will. You Brian's new boy", he asked I looked up at him. He was late 50's about 6ft medium build. He had a beard and moustache, loops in each ring and a nose ring, nipple rings and he was wearing a leather vest with no shirt and ripped jeans longboard type shorts. He also had some arm and chest tattoos. He was hot and he smelled incredible. "Me and Brian go way back", he said stroking my back and going lower "Yes i am his boy. I belong to him", i said in a matter of fact way "Hmmm you belong to him. Like you are his property", he asked. His hand was now at the waist of my shorts in my panties. I sat up in shock how low he was going. He just stayed in the top part of my ass softly stroking it. "Yes i am", i said smiling looking at him with attraction and looking at his body. He could tell i was attracted to him "Hello Brian. Is your boy ready to be taken" I have been waiting.", Raymond said coming in between Daddy and I Daddy looked back at me and Raymond and could see Will's hand down my shorts. "You can take him in the back Raymond. He's converted so you can have him. Serve him good boyl", Daddy said. Raymond looked at me with his hungry eyes. "Lets go boy i want to tap this sweet pussy of yours. I got something good for you, you are going to beg me for more", he said He reached over and pulled Will's hand out and put his hand down my shorts and lifted my ass off and stuck his finger in me. It was his middle finger and he went right to work on my prostate. With his other hand he started to tease and pull my nipples which were jutting thru the holes in my tank top. I was in heat. My eyes closed and i let out a soft moan. I looked over at Will and he could see how horny i was and his eyes were looking at me with hunger. "You are one little horny slut arent you. Just a little fingering and your pussy is dripping and look at you so in heat. You want my cock dont you", he whispered in my ear while still fingering me and playing with my nipples "Yes", i moaned softly and looked down in shame Using the finger in me he pulled my off the bar stool and used it guide me thru the crowd to the back of the bar. It was packed so it took us a while to get in the back. As we were walking thru guys could see he had a finger in my ass. A few buys groped my cock and my tits. One guy even twisted them, i yelped and moaned at the same time. "You are a really horny whore arent you. I felt your pussy grab my finger when he pulled on your nipples", Raymond said as we slowly pushed through the crowd. We finally made it to the back of the bar and the dark room. I was an area of the back of the bar that was partially portioned off and had tables and chairs. It was kind of dark with only a couple of dim lights. In the back corner there was another area of long leather benches like those in a dining booth but no table. There was also a couple of leather ottomans. Planters and a partition hid this area. It was even darker and had a very dim black light. When we got in the back there was a bottom being bent over with a top fucking him and another waiting in line to fuck him. Raymond took out his finger out of my ass and told me to strip for me while he pulled down his pants. I turned around and took off my shorts. He told me to leave on the jock strap. The pink letters "whore" glowed in the black light. I could see the other tops stare at me. They could also see that i had on a pink chastity cage thru the mesh front of the jstrap. He presented his cock and i got on my knees and sucked his huge cock. It was a good 8 inches and thick. Not as thick as Daddy but very thick still. He had a PA piercing and with what looked like a horseshoe ring thru his cock. I was as good thickness. I had never been fucked with one before and i was not sure how i would take it. Although as i was deep throating his cock and his piercing was banging against the back of my throat i started to get an idea. Raymond picked my up and threw me on the leather booth bench and got up behind me and stuck his huge head and piercing in me. For an aggressive guy i am glad he took his time especially since he had the PA ring on. Once he got his head and PA ring in me he started to push into me. I put my head down and arched my back taking more of him in me. "Ohhhh you slut, Your cunt is so hungry its eating up my cock", he yelled and then slammed hard into me gripping my hips like handles. My head flew back in pain as his penis ripped thru me and hi piercing was wrecking my hole. He started fucking me hard and with a steady pace Turning my guts to mush but i didnt care it hurt but it also felt good. He is right i am just a slutty whore who is a bitch in heat. He started aiming as my prostate and pounding it and caressing it with his PA ring. This sent me into overdrive and moaning out loud. The way he stroked me and used his PR ring on my prostate made me crazy. "Ohhh yeah someone likes my cock and PA huh. I can feel your cunt pulse on my cock bitch", he said ramming me "Uhhhh yes", i moaned We were attracting a crowd at this point. There were 4 tops with their cocks in their hands stroking and watching. Raymond kept fucking me for the next half hour pounding the shit out of my pussy. And he started kissing the back of my neck them my shoulders pulling me up and back against his chest. "You want my poz cum in your cunt?" he asked in my ear "Yes", i said soflty He had his hands on my tits twisting my nipples really hard. "Awwwww", i yelled as he tried to pull my nipples out of my chest and in doing so i moved off his cock. He pulled me back to him and on his cock and just expertly worked my nipples. I had both pain and incredible pleasure. My ass was pulsing around his huge meat. I leaned back and opened my mouth and let his tongue take control of my mouth in and hot wet kiss. He then went to my neck while still playing with my nipples and started sucking and biting me. It was incredible. He pulled out. Turning back to him I looked sad and frustrated wanting his cock back in me. "Beg for it bitch. Tell me you want my cock in your pussy and filling it with my poz cum", he said "Please stick your huge stick in me and fuck me good and breed me with your poz cum please i need it", i begged as i tried to back onto his meat and metal but he held me there for a bit. He teased my hole not sticking his cock in then in one motion rammed into me. He fucked my like that for another 5 minutes then he turned me over and put my legs on his shoulders and rammed back in me. He leaned over and we kissed and exchanged our spit and tongues. I grabbed my legs and pulled them further back and open so he could offer more of myself to him and he could go deeper and he did. He was in my 2nd pussy rearranging my insides. "Here comes" he yelled and he started to shoot huge hot loads in me. He must have shot 6-7 spurts in me. He grinded in me for another 5 minutes while we were chest to chest our lips intertwined and my legs wrapped around his waist keeping him in me. "Your cunt is so amazing. Brian is a lucky guy" he said in my ear. We parted with another wet intimate kiss and he got off of me. I grabbed his cock and pulled him to my mouth and cleaned him off. Without ten seconds going by another top got on the seat and lifted my legs and stuck his cock in me. I jolted in surprise at how quick it was but took it as the whore i am. After cleaning and sucking as much cum out of his cock he pulled out and kissed me and left. I could see more guys lining up to fuck me. They guy on me now had an average size cock and could feel him getting close. After 5 minutes he shot his load. The next guy who was a tall burly guy with a good size cock flipped me over and rammed my doggie style. HIs cock was thick and had a ring on it too but smaller. He fucked me good and hard. No kissing just fucking. He pounded me for 10 minutes hard and doing short strokes wrecking my prostate. "Your cunt is so hot and tight. You like when i hit your gspot dont you", he said as he reached under to play with my cock. "Ohh Daddy has your clit locked up", he said in my ear I was focusing on his cock in me pushing against my prostate, "Yes i do it feels sooo good", i moaned back at him. "Daddy locks up my clit to remind me only my cunt provides me pleasure", i said "You are one fucking slutty whore who knows her place. Your cunt is for our pleasure", he said ramming into me. He fucked me good and i felt him expand and shoot a huge load into me. I pushed back on his cock trying to get all of him in me and squeezing it to suck out all of his cum. I felt all the cum start to slush around in me. "Ohhh bitch your cunt is pulsing on my cock. You are a dirty whore", he said pulling out and leaving me to the next guy. Another 2 guys who were ok fuckers came and dump more cum into me. Other stuck their cocks in my mouth and came while others just watched, jacked off and came on me. I was covered in sweat and cum. The last one when he pulled out and i moved a huge blob of cum fell out of my ass. One of the guys watching got down sucked it up and ate my ass. It felt good and soothing to have my ass eaten out. But it felt like almost 2 hours being fucked like a piece of meat and i was tired and my hole was sore. I felt my hole and my lips were puffy and cum was oozing out. Then I saw Will walk up pull down his pants and pull out his cock. It was huge 9" thick and with a PA ring on it. I got my knees and sucked his gorgeous cock. It was thick and meaty and had a tattoo of a scorpion on it. He lifted my up put me on all fours and entered me from behind. He did it slowly and carefully entering me. He knew he was big and the PA ring was thick. I finally felt him fully in me. I felt full and my cunt being stretched by his meat. He started to fuck me in a slow but deliberate pace. He put a bottle under my nose and i took a deep breath. My head started to spin. "I am going to take my time and enjoy your cunt. You are mine right now" he whispered in my ear. He kept up his steady rhythm and fucked me for what seemed like a good hour. I know it was less but it took long. After fucking me doggy he sat down and pulled me on his cock as i bounced on his lap. Our lips intertwined in a passionate kiss swapping spit. He then started to suck, lick and chew on my nipples. My head flew back as the way he did it sent shocks down to my cock. I got energized and started bouncing hard on his cock. Wanting a good fuck from his meat. He started kissing and biting me on my chest, neck and all my wet spots. "I am going to leave my mark in you and on you bitch", he said as he bit and suck my neck. I pulled his head into my neck as he did that and rode his cock. Then he lifted me and put me on my back while staying in me and started to fuck me pushing my ankles at me ears. He pounded me hard and steady and aimed at scraping and beating my prostate. My head fell back and my eyes rolled back into my head. I was in heaven. This stud was fucking me and hitting all the right and deep spots, working my nips and he was hot and he smelled incredible. He had that manly body odor i haven't washed in a day or two smell. He could tell i was intoxicated as he grabbed my head and stuff it in his armpit. That deep whiff started to make my cunt convulse around his meat and i started to cum. He yelled out as i gripped his cock like a python around its prey. I felt his cock expand and shoot huge loads in me. "Take my charge bitch", he yelled as he came in me. He kept pounding me. "I am going to make sure my strain takes bitch", he said After a few minutes he slowed down put my legs down and leaned in and kissed me. He kept grinding his meat deep in my guts and i wrapped my legs around his waist and put my hands on his ass and pushed him in. "Please keep fucking me and stay in me please", i whispered in his ear "Your cunt is so tight and wet. I am not done with you yet", he said He kept his word. He got hard again and started to pound me. He turned me on my side and lifted my leg and fucked me that way. He was hitting a spot deep in me no one else had. It was still massaging my prostate but also hitting my 2nd ring like none other. He started to kiss the leg he was holding and sucking and biting leaving another hickiey mark on me. He fucked me like that for another ten minutes then i felt his pulse and expand and shoot another huge load in me. As he came so did i again, my cunt squeezing his stick. My insides were mush and it felt like a gallon of cum was in me. He pulled out i climbed over to him and licked him clean. He then moved my heads to his balls and i licked more. I couldn't stop licking, smelling and tasting him. Then he lifted up and sat on my face and made me eat his ass. It was pungent and stink and unwashed but i ate him like i hadnt eaten dinner. I ate his ass and balls for another 10 minutes when i noticed he was jacking off and came in my mouth shooting a small but tasty load in my mouth. He leaned over and gave me a sensual soft kiss. "I am going to find you again and you will be mine. Your cunt and my cock are made for each other", he said He got up and left. I lay there spent with another guy climbing on me and fucking me. I had not energy to push back or even engage. I lay there like a piece of meat as this guy fucked my pussy. Another guy came up to me and stuck his cock in my mouth. I just lay there sucking him with the little energy i had but in a minute he shot a nice load, 4 spurts in my mouth. I swallowed of course while another just shot his load on me. I was a messy used up whore. As i looked over i say my Daddy sitting down watching all of this smiling. I hope i have made him proud.

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I think, those groups within the gay community Who despise cumdumps are either of those, who are just afraid of their very own need of cumdumps, I.e. their need for sex just for the animalistic sake of it, but aren’t able to admit that out of shame … or they are just good at judging others without seeing where they themselves are at fault (e.g. those who judge a lot about others, while they themselves have a lot to hide). Either way, convinced cumdumps shouldn’t be bothered by them. For me, cumdumps like you are neither trash nor guilty pleasure. On the contrary, men like you are gems! You give tops a meaning, you support us in our deepest desire and inborn force to spread our seed wherever, whenever possible. You offer to fulfill what men like me produce our cum for. Whenever I’m horny to the core, it’s men like you who spare me the stress with looking out for a Fuck match (that rather ruins the horny mood) and help me focus coming to the point, skipping any drama and just let me be the primal raw fucker I am … it’s because of guys like you why I go home, balls drained with a stupid grin and just feeling safe within the emotional frame I belong to. I gain a lot of encouragement from that to live the man I am and the way how that boosts and effects my confidence for daily life is priceless. While I fuck random holes I just thrust and think of my own lust, and I shoot inside without caring much, The main thing is that it’s inside and not going wasted. In that moment, of course, that man is nothing but a hole for my dick to use - but I’m aware those guys are not only bare naked physically, but also expose all of their vulnerability and availability and that’s very much to offer. Very often afterwards, when I come back to my senses, I sometimes wonder if that guy is aware of how he did me a lot of good… I’ve never ever been topped, and I can only imagine apart from the lust, what effort it takes to offer your hole for a long time to any and many men. Guys like you have my highest respect. Some guys have been cumsluts since the very first time they had sex, and some needed time to become the sluts they are today. In any case such processes need overcoming of social, cultural or sometimes even internalized moral or religious ties… (I can only imagine thinking of my own process overcoming shame, anxieties and ties to finally love and live breeding anon wild around). My respects go out to those having gone through such processes in order to become the holes available for anyone. It may be easy to be a slut… But it’s not always easy to become one. From that point of view, the initial post question can also be asked the other way round: what does a cumslut think of the members of the “gay community” (whatever that may be considered as) who still haven’t overcome shame, societal or cultural ties and are still far from living out their innermost primal needs (who end up lying to themselves, cheating etc)? Spot on! Nothing else to add.

I topped a married guy few weeks ago and as I'm going in him he says "your good right"? Whatever thats supposed to mean Last night I bottomed for a 19 year old college guy he said "I'll never wear a rubber but if you want I'll pull out when I'm about to cum". I laughed and said "no fucking way I need you to come in me". He laughed and said "who cares if you get HIV take a pill everyday thats all". We are hooking up tomorrow ges bringing a buddy for a 3 way.

The motel room was on the second floor, something I'd read somewhere made it seem as though that was a good choice. But I'd never done this before; host an anonymous pump and dump scene. Until recently, I'd been in what I thought was a long term mutually monogamous relationship with my college boyfriend for almost 10 years but now that was over. He'd found someone barely out of high school and now was in over his head in the grips of his midlife crisis. "Fuck it!", I thought. It's time for me to finally put myself first. Tonight I was no longer a partner, or boyfriend. Tonight, I was going to be the slut I wanted to be. I was nervous as hell but so excited I could taste it. I had smoked a joint and was feeling horny as fuck. I opened up my laptop and proofread my ad one last time before posting it. It was short and to the point; "good looking masculine bottom looking to get fucked, hosting now in my motel room, email me for details". Accompanied by a pic of me, face down, ass up, and lubed. I downed a couple of shots of vodka then jumped in the shower for one last spot check. Perfect! Deep cleaned and ready for my first strange dick in almost 10 years. I started getting email notifications and quickly figured out that not everyone who responds to ads actually wants to fuck, some wanted to chat, others wanted pictures and more pictures, and still others wanted to join me in getting fucked next to me (in other words, use me for the room). But along with all this came an email that was short, to the point, and sounded like what I was looking for. It said, "9 inch top, love anon scenes, send address and room number and I'll be on my way." I quickly replied with the motel's address and my room number along with directions and lit up a joint to chill while I waited for his response. 5 minutes later, a reply came back, "on my way, 15 minutes away, wait for me face down ass up and the room dark". I replied "Ok", finished off my joint, and prepped the room; drew the blackout curtains, used the Do Not Disturb sign to leave the door unlatched, and got on the bed face down, ass up, and lubed and put a handful of condoms by my feet. Not being used to hooking up, I assumed that most guys still used condoms. Soon I heard the sound of a car outside, followed by a car door closing and heavy steps on the stairs. I closed my eyes in nervous expectation and heard the slight creak of the cheap motel room door as it opened. I heard the door click closed, followed by the sound of undressing and then felt him climb onto the bed where I was waiting with nervous anticipation. As I took two deep sniffs of poppers, he grabbed my ass, feeling the curvature of my cheeks and spread them wide but surprisingly gently. I felt his cockhead at my hole and two things struck me simultaneously as I started feeling the popper high; for starters he wasn't wearing a condom AND his dick was really thick and hurt as it struggled to slide in. "FUCK! You're tight!" He said. "Yeah, please go easy, you're the first guy to fuck me in a really long time." I replied "Oh Fuck, that's hot. Don't worry, I'll fuck your hole good. Leave you nice and relaxed and gaping." The friendly way that he said it made me chuckle and as he continued to stuff his big dick in my ass, I felt my hole begin to relax around his thick shaft. I had no idea what he looked like but from what I could feel, he had nicely muscled thighs and I could feel his firm stomach on my lower back. I hadn't mentioned anything about status, assuming that condoms were still routinely used. I was negative but I wasn't naive, I knew what the risks were. For now, his huge dick was stretching my hole to the limit and I was in the grip of the most intense feeling of pleasure/pain. He pushed me onto my stomach and bottomed out inside me as he slowly slid his length inside me, pushing his cock right onto my prostate and sending me into spasms of electric bliss. As he bottomed out, my hole began spasming involuntarily from the intense sensations as it struggled to let his huge invader fill my guts with its thickness. It was an excruciatingly exhilarating mixture of pleasure and pain and it made me want to make him feel as good as he was making me feel. "Fuck, dude. I can feel your hole milking my dick" "Yeah dude, you've got a huge dick, my hole's trying to get used to you. It'll take me a moment but I can take it." "Oh fuck yeah! That's what I love to hear! I'm gonna breed you, leave you ready and lubed for the next guy. Is that what you want? To get fucked by random strangers? You want to take loads all night? I can tell that that hole is hungry." He punctuated every syllable with a deep thrust, grinding my prostate on every down stroke, and I moaned "Fuck yeah, that sounds awesome. Your big cock feels so fucking good!" He continued fucking me for a few more minutes and I loved every second of it, he would pound me fast and hard for a few seconds, then would slow down and grind his cock as he hilted himself inside me. He kept telling me how hungry my hole was, how he could feel me milking his dick for his load. His hot verbal assault on my senses was driving me closer and closer to an orgasm and I was breathing hard and shivering with pleasure. "I'm about to cum inside you boy, you positive?" The casual way he asked and the implication the question carried threw me off for a moment and I didn't know what to say. In a moment of honest confusion I blurted out, "No, I'm negative but I want your cum." "Fuck! Are you serious?! That's fucking hot!" He said, as he drove in and ground right onto my prostate. "Oh fuck, I'm getting close too, please give it to me. Please shoot your load in me." I groaned in pained ecstasy. As I said that, I realized what I was about to let happen and the realization was enough to take me over the edge; I started cumming and shouted "Fuck yeah, please shoot your sperm in my hole! Fill me with your cum! Make me your slut!" "Awwwww, fuuuuuuuck, YEAAAH! Take my poz load you slut!!!" He groaned as he shoved balls deep inside me and I felt his thick shaft pulsating as he shot his now confirmed poz cum into me and the sudden warmth of his sperm washing over my prostate in waves triggered another orgasm. My hole kept spasming uncontrollably around his dick as if milking every last drop of his precious tainted load. He shot what felt like gallons into me, then collapsed on top of me, panting, and I felt a strong built frame on top of me. "I know I said I like anonymous scenes, but I wanna fuck you again. But this time I wanna see your face." He whispered. I reached over to the nightstand and turned on the lamp and looked over my shoulder to see a handsome tall Latino, with a nice build, mischievous smile, and bright hazel eyes. "I'm Martin" he said. "Were you telling me the truth?" "Hi Martin, nice to meet you. I'm Alex, and yeah, I was telling you the truth." He smiled and said, "That's fucking hot! Thanks for letting me pop your poz cherry. I'm gonna call a couple of buddies over and make sure you get knocked up tonight. That hot ass of yours needs to be shared ha ha." I laughed as I thought that this was more than I had expected but I was more than ready to make up for lost years. And if I was going to become poz, this stud was the perfect man to do it. I lay back, pulled my knees to my chest, baring my freshly bred hole for him and said, "Fuck yeah, please breed me more. Fill me with your poz cum."

Today I got to thinking about the times I’ve had sex with cops over the years. Here’s my rundown. Hope you don’t mind the length - think of it as five separate stories. My first hookup with a cop took place at my sisters wedding reception at the local union hall. I was all of 19 years old and the cop could not have been too much older. I saw his name badge, Anthony something. He was slim, dark hair, olive complexion, with a 5 o’clock stubble. A handsome, swarthy, Italian. I chatted him up and gave him all the signals. His occasionally reaching down to adjust himself told me I was on the right track. After awhile, he announced it was his break time and that he was gonna go take a leak. He paused for a half beat and walked away. Message received, I followed close behind, through the hall and down the stairs to the lower level. The bathroom had an old trough urinal. There was no-one else there. We pull up together, side by side, and haul out our meat. He immediately releases a powerful stream, while I manage barely a dribble. “Impressive”, I remark. We both stroke the last few drops of piss out. Our dicks swelling visibly. He smirks as he puts his cock away, zips up, and signals me to follow. He walks quickly to the back of the men’s room and through a door marked “Janitor”, me right behind. Once inside, he locked the door lock with authority and turned to me. Grabbing me by the lapels of my rented tux, he swung me around and pushed me to the wall. I was stunned for a moment as he stepped back and hauled out his now fully hard cock. “This what you want, FAGGOT?”, he spoke in a harsh but hushed tone. I stood there jaw slack. “SUCK IT!”. My knees hit the cement floor as I took his uncut cock in my mouth. “You like that, FAGGOT?!” He asked as he slapped my face - hard. “Yeah! You liked that didn’t you?” I did. I liked it. A lot. He didn’t have a big dick but it was angry, veiny as hell, and hard as steel. After only a few seconds of sucking he grabbed the sides of my head and started skull fucking me. “Yeah. That’s how you want it - that’s how you need it” He was all out pounding my face now. I could feel his belt start causing damage to my forehead and the bridge of my nose. “Oh fuck! I’m gonna fuckin’ cum. You hear me FAGGOT! I’m gonna fuckin cum and you’de better swallow every fucking drop”. This was divine torment. I was being face raped by a cop. “TAKE IT! FUCKIN’ TAKE IT!” he spit the words out as he filled my mouth with seed. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as he grounded himself into me. “Every drop. FAGGOT! Every fucking drop. I don’t wanna see one drop on my uniform”. Needless to say, not one drop of cum got on his uniform. Blood from my forehead, however, was another thing. He grabbed a paper towel, “Clean that up!”, he ordered. I wiped my blood off his belt. He straightened himself up and tucked himself in. I knew better than to get up from the floor. “I’m gonna walk out of here. You,’”, he said leaning down with a pointed finger, “are gonna stay here for five minutes before you leave. Understand?” I saw rage and contempt in his face. I didn’t dare look him in the eyes. “Yes....Sir.”, I croaked out. He turned and as he opened the door he muttered “Fucking FAGGOT”. I stayed there, on the floor, my knees aching, blood trickling down my face, cum on my lips, and all I could do was pull out my cock and jack off ‘til I came. Once I had cleaned up, I went back upstairs. I saw him standing there in the same place we started. And it was like nothing ever happened. He looked at me like any other party random goer. No hint of recognition. Nothing. Compete poker face. I had to explain how I “walked into a door” to a couple of people. To this day, I have a tiny scar between my eyebrows as a reminder. Second cop was an early bf of mine. Well...bf is too strong a word. More accurately, he was a guy who fucked me on the regular. Denny would call me late at night (this was before cell phones, so no texts) and come over for a booty call. Usually on Friday and Saturday nights. We met when he responded to a two vehicle accident I was involved in. Don’t ask how it moved from that to him fucking me later that week. I honestly don’t remember. Denny was a beast. Blond, barrel chested, big fucking uncut cock - seriously, he had an 8” hooded monster. He’d come by for a pump and dump. So I’d always clean out before bed those nights in case he called. Once he arrived, he would just walk in (he never knocked). There was to be no talking. I would ‘assume the position’ (laugh) head down ass up at the edge of the bed. He would drop trou, grease his uncut meat, and slide into me slowly. (That last part, a concession he made at my request, for originally he would impale me all at once and rip my guts apart.) Once in me, he would take a long hit of poppers and he would be gone. Totally in his own head as he fucked me. I was a meathole. A fucksleeve. A slightly more satisfying option than just jacking off. Nothing more. Sometimes he would fuck me slowly, lazily. Other times he would completely pummel me to the point of destruction. I never knew which to expect. And all through that, not one word from him, until the end. When he was ready to cum, he would stop, reach down, pull his gun, put it to my head and croak out the words, “Don’t you fucking move! Stay very, very, still.” A long pause would follow, both of us frozen in place as the muzzle of his gun dug into my scalp - only then I would feel his dick spasm deep inside me. I could feel every rope of cum as it shot out of him and into my cunt. We would stay there suspended as he emptied himself into me. His cock deflating inside me until finally, he would take a step back; his gun finally returned to its holster. This was my signal to turn and clean him off with my mouth. Sometimes, just sometimes, he would softly stroke my hair. This ‘arrangement’ lasted most of a year. Then, by winter, he stopped calling/coming over. I never saw him again after that. >>> EDIT: The first time he did that gun thing, yeah, I freaked out. But he showed me that he had, in fact, removed the clip, emptied the chamber, and engaged the safety. He apologized but said doing that was gonna be a deal breaker for him. The fact that I was young and stupid and he had a big dick overrode my good judgement. Denny was...intense - to say the least. Third cop was a state trooper named Robert. We met at a gay leather weekend event. Lean muscled, late 40’s, hairy chest, flattop haircut, graying temples. Total cockpig. Sucked me with an expertise I rarely experience anymore. I fucked him legs up in my hotel room that night. That man had a pussy on him that felt tight all the way to his core. And his cunt milked my dick like nothing I had experienced before. Seriously. I was having real trouble lasting more than just a few minutes fucking him. He agreed to stay the night with me (something I rarely do) so I could fuck him again the next morning. Seeing this 100% masculine, lean, blue eyed Daddy riding my cock cowboy style that next morning; his soft, useless dick bouncing and jiggling before me drove me wild. He was the embodiment of unapologetic, sexual abandon. I bred him again that morning before we parted ways. I would see him again late that night in the playroom. He was up in the public sling taking in all cummers. I do believe every top at that run dumped his load in Robert at some point that weekend. Sunday morning, we traded info and eventually set a date for me to visit for the weekend at his home (he lived a couple of counties away). Only learned he was in law enforcement when I arrived at his house and there was a trooper vehicle in his driveway. He chuckled and verified that yes, it’s his car. Fucked him every which way there is in his basement sling and his fuckbench. He even let me fuck him (partially) in uniform. Hot weekend. Visited him again another time; he had set up a gang bang for himself. Me and five other guys took turns on him in the course of the day. We’d drink beer, smoke cigars, eat barbecue, and fuck Robert. I’ll confess - I could have developed feeling for Robert...I was developing feelings for Robert. He was everything I’d ever want in a man. But he made it clear he wasn’t interested in a relationship with anyone. I would see him again at other leather events; up in the sling. I take a turn sliding into his cummy cunt. Our eyes would lock as I fucked him. The feel of his cumslicked pussy only making me breed him even more quickly than normal. And once I had bred him and another dick had taken my place, he reached for my arm, pulled me to him, and kissed me deeply - something he did with very few cummers - before I folded back into the crowd. The fifth cop was Roy. Roy had been one of other invitees at that group scene at Robert’s house. Roy works as a deputy in a nearby suburb of my town. More of a bubba - heavy set dude with a stubby dick. But he fucking makes those four and a half inches work. Seriously. The man never goes soft and he is a multiple cummer. It’s fuck, cum, pause, repeat. Three or more times per session. (I know, right?) That little dick has real stamina and staying power. (Never underestimate a man because he has a small dick.) Roy is also a helluva good bottom. He loves his toys when he bottoms. I still have four or five favorite toys that he likes me to use on his cunt when he comes over. He taught me a lot about playing with toys during our sessions. Done right, it makes him drip precum like a leaky faucet. Which he uses to jack himself off and cum REPEATEDLY. I’ve learned a lot about Roy and his family. And over the years, we have traded a lotta cum back and forth between us. More and more time passes between fuck sessions. Of course, 2020 made hooking up impossible - so looking forward to seeing if the magic is still there in 2021. Hope you enjoyed reading about my experiences. Leave a comment if you did. :-)

I call BS on this too. Not that Democrats are paragons of honesty and virtue, but they at least live within the realm of the actual, not the mythological universe in which most Republicans seem to live, where millions of fraudulent votes somehow got past massive election security to cheat their hero, the Mango Mussolini, out of his second term. (Not one of those assholes ever manage to explain how the vote forgers only cast votes against Trump, but not against all the GOP senators and representatives who were almost to a person returned to office.) That's above and beyond the very, very real differences in policy between the two. Anyone who thinks "the parties are the same" is an idiot.

In my childhood, I liked cuddling stuffed animals but now, I LOVE cuddling men because they cuddle back!

It's always funny to me when a hardcore bareback pig doesn't smoke because "its bad." Light up, boys. Cum to Marlboro Country.

I shot my load reading his experience at the clinic and here's why In my last checkup/testing at my doctor's office, my male Latino nurse practitioner was inquiring if I was having safe sex? I had a few partners with signs indicated I may had a few questionable partners in the last few months. He smiles and pulls up scrub's down a little showing me a his toxic tattoo. Something like this he asked. I responded with "exactly" with a smile. Doesn't mean they were viral loads but unless you want to earn one of these "tatts". Keep taking your meds as prescribed!

I have never stopped looking for condoms when i am outside where cars can park. Lived close to a small state park on a power plant lake. Nobody camped in the small campground, but the semi+ secluded campsites were well used by the locals. Sat, Sun and Mon mornings were the best. Couple of local parks had spots that always had at least one almost fresh cum filled condoms. Swallowed, in my ass and cock, and smeared, i was in cum filled heaven. Eighteen months and the job ended and had to move.

You will have fun doing this! As a top I once collected used condoms from a street where straight guys go to fuck sex workers, dumped the contents in a BBRTS bottom's ass, and fucked him. Knowing that he had sperm inside him from three random men, plus me, was a huge turn on. I don't think there's specific, relevant research on this point, but given the moist, warm environment inside a condom, I would proceed as if I'd barebacked with multiple people of completely unknown sexual health status. (For me, that would mean remaining on PrEP and promptly getting STI tests after playing — or timing high-risk play about a week before my monthly STI tests.)

Sometimes I wonder if putting inconsistent stats in a profile is a catfisher's method of screening out savvy people?

Part 42 - The Artists Rendition On their return to Monrovia and as promised Alex took Max off to the royal families Valeoir mountain retreat Borrick Lodge. It was all done discreetly where Liam and Franco accompanied them but kept well away and enjoyed some down time on the snow. With only the household staff and usual security guards who kept guard over the place Alex and Max shit themselves away to be together, venturing out during the three days to go sledging, skiing and walking in the mountains. Max a dab hand in the kitchen prepared simple meals whilst the chef from the village looked on and putting him out of work for lunch and dinner, except for preparing meals for the protection officers and other staff on site. Even with the short time they spent here it was long enough for Max to fall in love with the place, despite it being way smaller than the palace, it still had ample rooms all heading off the entrance hall meaning moving around was far easier than the meandering corridors of the palace. It was the time afforded them in privacy when the really found their true selves, falling in love even more with each other. The king and queen were discussing several things concerning their son and Max when they summoned Jackson and Artem to the formal lounge, in short the queen had listened to Alex and echoed her concern about Artem and his workload that would no doubt double now Alex and Max were to be together. "Your majesties" they both said bowing and entering the formal lounge. "Ah good!" the queen said, "Artem we need to release some of your workload". Artem nodded "You can be private secretary to Prince Alexander and Max" she suggested. Artem looked at her "Your majesty what about the valet side?" he asked, "I like that part as well". "Oh! Well you can continue, but we need to appoint someone one to help you" the queen informed him. "Your majesty, are we to advertise or seek within?" Jackson asked. "That is your decision Jackson" the king advised, "We trust you to do what's best". Artem looked at him "What about Tom?" he suggested, "I know the prince gets on with him". Jackson nodded and looked at the king and queen "What do you think Jackson?" the queen asked. "I think we would find it hard finding anyone within. Are you happy to train him?" Jackson asked Artem. "Yes of course I would. Assuming he would be happy to take on the role" Artem replied. "What is going on?" the queen suddenly asked, "I thought the footmen strived to move up". Artem chuckled "Your majesty since Jackson took over they all love their jobs!" he advised. The king laughed "Indeed, there is a lot less tension amongst the household now" he added. "Well fetch him here and ask, he is on duty at the doors now" the queen instructed Artem. Artem opened the door "Tom, we need you for a moment" he said. Tom entered, bowed addressing them. "Please close the door and come over" the king said as Tom looked a little worried. "Don't look worried Tom" the queen said smiling, "How would you like to move up to be a valet?". Tom looked shocked "What me?" he asked and the queen laughed, "I do apologise your majesty" he quickly said. "Jackson and Artem will ensure you are trained and you will be reporting in to Artem" the queen informed him. Tom nodded "It would be an honour your majesties" he replied, "Who will I be valet for?" he asked. "It will be for Prince Alexander and Max" the queen told him seeing Tom smile broadly. Tom couldn't quite believe this was happening, even he knew that reaching valet status in the palace was a massive step for anyone and not one that came lightly. Jackson and Artem took Tom off to the seamstress who measured him for the valets suit, fitted him out and told him to come back later that afternoon after the adjustments had been made. For Artem it was quite a relief having help and he was excited to train Tom up in the basics whilst Jackson was to spend time going over the more formal side of protocols for a valet. The king and queen along with Jackson had reached a conclusion about the living arrangements and decided to move Alex and Max to the far end of the palaces west wing to the Regency suite of rooms, this was more private and pretty self contained taking up a substantial amount the west wing. This was the royal residence of Princess Marie before she moved out and it was three times the size of Alex's residence. It comprised the master suite with large dressing area, 3 further bedrooms, a lounge, dining area, 4 bathrooms and TV room. Palace decorators were already inside doing the final preparations and changing some of the furnishings to a more modern feel. The double doors leading to the royal residence opened in to a hallway with six doors, two of which were offices and the rest service apartments then a further set of double doors as the entrance to the large lounge area. The only down side was no hidden passageways and it would mean Artem, Liam, Franco and now Tom would take up the four service apartments adjoining the residence. The apartments themselves were also double the size of the current rooms Liam and Artem had in the west wing. The only thing the king and queen needed to do now was confirm the changes to Alex and Max by catching them when they arrived back from Borrick Lodge in the next couple of hours, they knew their son had looked at it but never asked why he wasn't allowed to move in there at the time. Artem also reminded the king and queen that the British artist Asa was due this afternoon at 2pm to start work on Alex's birthday portrait. Their car pulled into the garage shortly before 11am where a footman appeared advising the prince and Max that the king and queen required their presence in the informal lounge. After formal protocols were done a butler appeared with coffee for them all. Alex took his cup thanking the butler "What have you done?" he asked looking at his mother. The queen smiled "Why on earth would you think that?" she asked. Alex grinned remaining silent "The Regency suite in the west wing" she started saying. Alex now sat forward his interest spiking "We have decided you shall both move in there" she finally said. "The whole place?" Alex asked putting his cup down, "All of it and the bedrooms?" he asked quickly. "Yes" both his parents replied, "Liam and Franco are being advised by Scott now" she added. "Artem as well?" Alex asked whilst Max was trying to keep up with it. "Yes" his mother answered, "There is also an additional valet reporting in to Artem for you both". Alex looked at Max briefly "Who?" he now asked. The queen picked up her coffee cup and took an elegant sip "Tom the footman" she said eventually. "Perfect" Max replied and Alex looked at him, "At least it is someone I have met" he said. The king and queen laughed "Thank you" Alex said and Max echoed his words, "When can we move?". "Right now if you wish" his mother replied, "Tom and Artem have already moved in and are waiting". The queen dispatched a footman to seek Artem out ignoring Alex protesting saying he could get hold of Artem quicker by messaging him. It was one of those quirks that the king and queen still had by doing things the old way and ignoring the fact they had modern mobile devices at their disposal. Whilst all their belongings were being shifted around the west wing they all moved in to the receiving reception room in the main palace to await Asa who was doing his security check at the gates. By mid afternoon Asa was set up and began work as Alex sat there in the receiving room on a large red chair in his royal dress, Max sat by Asa chatting away as he made quick work on getting the outlines completed. The king stopped by frequently to see how it was going and was beginning to strike up an affiliation with the artist watching how quickly he could work and remember things. He was certainly not like the artist who painted his portrait and Alex told him to dress how he felt comfortable working, sure enough Asa wore his trademark dungarees. After two hours Asa sat back and nodded then took several pictures of Alex with his phone and several close up ones of the royal dress to get the detail. Asa announced they were done for the day as the dowager queen came bustling in the doors, all three stood and bowed addressing her. She went straight over to look at the outline drawings he had made. "You have done all of this in two hours?" the dowager queen asked. "Yes your majesty, I work from the outline and pictures that I have taken. She looked on impressed "And where are you working to finish it?" she asked looking at him. "In my hotel room your majesty" Asa replied packing his things up, "Only got two days to finish it". "That is no good" the dowager queen responded, "Let me speak to the king" she said summoning a footman. The king arrived and listened to his mother "I agree. Asa you can work here and stay in the guest wing" he said. "Really that is not necessary your majesty" Asa replied. "Nonsense, anyway I want to chat more with you about your work" the king replied. Alden came in as well to have a look and Max nudged him "How are things, you know?" he asked. "Pretty good, she is coming to dinner this evening" Alden replied going a slight shade of pink. Max smiled "Good. You serious about Steph then?" he asked. Alden smirked and nodded. "Do you think she would date me if I go through the request?" Alden asked looking at Max. "Don't know, you are a bit of prick at times" Max replied then quickly backing away. Alden turned and took a few steps towards Max "You better run!" he yelled. Max ran out of the room and along the corridor and hid behind one of the statues breathing heavily and giggling away with his hand over his mouth to stifle his laugh. He could hear Alden walking slowly humming to himself then his voice echoed around the vast corridor 'Come out, Come out wherever you are!' he said in quite a menacing tone that had Max laughing even more. The footsteps where slow as Alden teased his way closer 'I wonder where he can be hiding' he was saying to himself. "Found him yet?" came Alex's voice and his footsteps. "He can run but he can't hide forever" Alden said nodding towards the statue. Alex stood by his brother "The British are so bad at hide and seek, can't keep their mouths shut". Max nearly jumped out of his skin as Liam stood behind him "In here" he said in a hushed voice. Liam had appeared through one of the passage way access points and dragged Max in walking him along the passage way coming out in the room where the king, dowager queen and Asa stood chatting away. Alex and Alden appeared and he got behind Max quietly grabbing hold of him and bringing him down to the floor, both of them in fits of laughter whilst everyone looked on shaking their heads smiling. Liam and Franco took Asa back to his hotel to collect his belongings and move him in to the palace where he was given a beautiful room overlooking the grounds down to the gates and boulevard. Even being in the guest wing and it was a far cry from his loft conversion in south London. Settled in quickly he went back to the receiving room to collect his work. Nick stood there looking at the faint outline of Prince Alexander when he heard Asa walk in. Asa couldn't deny that Nick was a sexual adventure waiting to be discovered, yet there was no indication if Nick was even interested in him in that way. "Do you like it?" Asa asked nervously putting the rest of his pencils away. Nick glanced at him "Well it is hard to tell at the moment but I like drawings rather than paintings". Asa nodded "Yeah, I think you can capture more in a drawing, plus they are quicker to do" he replied. "You need a hand carrying your things?" Nick asked. Asa smiled and shook his head "No I can manage" he replied picking the canvas up, "Maybe I can draw you". Nick chuckled and went awkwardly quiet for a moment "Maybe" he said leaving Asa. Asa got back to the guest room retracing his steps and passing several footman on duty at doors. He did a bit more work getting the backdrop done on the painting. Checking the time he knew Liam was coming to show him where to eat so he showered and dressed when there was a knock at the door. Liam took Asa through the palace and in to the household staff area and the dining room. Asa sat down with Liam then Nick appeared and took the seat next to Asa, Liam watched him and could see that Nick almost gushed in a happy mood all through dinner trying to show an interest in art. It was enough to have Liam almost burst out laughing seeing the cool, calm and collected Nick simply sitting there falling apart in Asa's presence and out of his depth in the world of art. Liam had to get back and finish moving his things and left Asa his mobile number telling him to call if he needed anything. The dining room was was emptying and apart from Asa and Nick only a few staff remained seated at the far end on the sofas chatting away. "Are you working on the painting tonight?" Nick asked pouring Asa a cup of coffee. "No, I need to let the backdrop dry overnight" Asa replied, "What do people do in the evenings?" he asked. Nick shrugged "Well there is a gym and pool, TV and games room" he replied, "Most go to their quarters". Asa nodded putting his cup down "Did you want to draw me then?" Nick asked fiddling with his cup nervously. "I did offer" Asa said glancing at him, "It would be life modelling" he added. Nick looked questionably unsure what he was referring to "Mostly naked I want to draw your body" Asa informed him. Nick chuckled going slightly red as Asa finished his coffee, they walked together back to the guest wing and Asa's room. Asa undressed down to his white jock strap quite casually then picked up his sketch pad and pencil. Nick slowly took his top off and dropped his trousers then took his socks off, all the time Asa watched admiring his muscular build and tattoos. In his eyes the sight of him was amazing, he remembered Gareth whose body was more athletic muscles yet here was a body that was thick solid muscle built for destroying and protecting. Nick turned around and saw Asa completely lost and transfixed on him. The artists body looked smooth and slim with a proportionate muscular build that blended in perfectly, his build adding to his almost scally looks. Those piercing blue eyes staring at him made his body heat up, the facial features and the unruly curly shoulder length hair, everything about him turned Nick on making him so sexually attractive towards him. He was even better looking now than when he met him in the gallery. They were both thinking it but neither of them dared to make a move uncertain about each other. "Lay on the bed against the pillows and pull the sheet slightly over you" Asa said instructing him. Nick did so and Asa smiled shaking his head "Take your underwear off" he said softly. He stared Asa in the eye as he drew his underwear off and placed the sheet back "Will that do?" he asked. Asa walked over adjusting the sheet a little "Better" he said. Quickly Asa pulled his hand away for fear that his fingers would do their own thing in his desperate state to want to touch the protection officer. Asa adjusted the light in the bedroom and pulled a chair up close to the bed then sat on it with his feet resting on the bed, he began sketching but his concentration waivered all over the place. He was unable to fix on any specific part of the body for the first half an hour until he found his stride and quickly sketched away. Nick yawned watching the artist changing pencils several times for different contrasts as he worked producing a rendition of the man laying on the bed. Picking out his muscular features in the legs and arms, using a hard black pencil to accentuate the tattoos and a softer black to capture his face. The silence between them was compounding the sexual tension and Nick was now finding it hard to stop his cock from getting hard each time he watched the young artist sketching and briefly looking up at him. It was like he was teasing him with innocent actions. When he moved his legs apart resting the pad on them Nick was quick to look between them catching glimpses of his arse that looked just as soft and smooth as his body. Asa glanced up and smiled then returned to his drawing "I like your hair" Nick said softly. Asa smiled concentrating on his sketching "Do you tie it back?" Nick asked trying to ease his own tension. Asa continued sketching "Sometimes I do. Why?" he replied without looking up. "Curious that is all" Nick said as he watched Asa concentrating on his work. Asa changed pencils again "You want me to tie it back then?" he asked putting his head back down. Asa sketched for a moment then threw the pad on the bed and stood up, he went over to his bag and pulled a band out then tied his hair up revealing more of his attractive face. Nick stared and smirked noticing that the artists cock was slightly poking out of his jock strap, a sign that he was finding the whole thing arousing, Asa sat down quietly picking up the pad and getting back to work. "Is that better?" Asa asked keeping his head down. Nick smiled "It is like two different people" he replied and Asa looked up and smiled. Asa changed pencils and did some shading "Which one do you want?" he asked trying to refrain from looking up. "Very presumptuous of you" Nick replied staring at him and now looking completely chilled out. He had no idea how long he had been laying on the bed, all he did know was this cock felt damp from the precum that from his continuous erection. He fancied the artist like no man he had ever known, there was something so unique about him that had Nick fascinated and drawn to him. Asa leaned over and put the pencils back in their holders of his bag. "All done" he said turning the pad around for Nick to see, "Hope you like it". Asa handed it over to Nick then sat on the bed next to him "Wow!" was all Nick could say. "Is that a good wow?" Asa asked watching Nick studying it carefully. Nick nodded slowly "Asa that is amazing!" he exclaimed smiling at the drawing, "It is me". Asa smiled and Nick looked at him "And to answer your earlier question I want both" he said. Nick put the drawing on the table by the bed and leaned up dislodging the sheet covering his modesty. Asa grinned and pulled the sheet back over deliberately patting it gently and copping a feel at the same time. His arms grabbed Asa pulling him on top, his fingers ran through Asa's hair softly yet Nick could see in the eyes staring down at him was a naughty mischievous glint. The look only lasted a split second before Asa kissed him, far from gentle it was a very intentional kiss that was meant to shock Nick. He responded by flinging Asa on to his back and pinning him down looking in to his eyes again, Asa tried to lift his head to kiss Nick again, each time Nick raised his head higher so Asa couldn't reach. Asa struggled to free his arms from Nick's hands, they held firm whilst Nick teased Asa until he knew he was falling more and more in to a submissive state. Finally Nick moved in and kissed him full on, his tongue slipping in to Asa's mouth, the body under him squirmed around in delight. Nick freed Asa's arms and used his hand to roughly free Asa from his jock strap, the urgent anticipation in his breathing as Asa kicked the underwear from his ankles. His quick actions rolled Nick off him as Asa took position straddling across his abdomen, their hands fighting each other for supremacy and despite his tough stance Asa found himself easily overpowered being pulled forward until their bodies squashed against each other held by Nicks powerful arms. Bites and nips ensued as Asa fought against being dominated, Nick playing for time and enjoying the sexy artists fight. A sarcastic chuckle from Nick as he powered Asa over back on to his back and successfully getting between Asa's legs, a frenzy of kissing resumed with Asa roughly running his hands and fingers down Nick's back. Slap! Slap! Slap! Sounds filled the air as Asa landed stingers on Nick's arse. 'Enough' Asa pleaded and Nick let go of him wondering what was going on, fooled in to letting his guard down Asa was quickly on Nick again laughing as he got him on his back again. He smirked up at Asa who knew dam well he stood no chance, he saw it again that devilish glint of mischief like Asa was goading him to go rougher. He snapped at the bait dangling above, effortlessly he pushed up holding Asa in his arms and moving off the bed. Like a wheel he spun Asa upside down so his mouth bashed against the protection officers rock hard cock 'Suck it bitch!' he said wriggling his groin until his cock pushed in to Asa's mouth. His arms held tightly below his arse suspending Asa, all the time his warm tongue and softness of the mouth and lips engulfed down the shaft of his penis. Nick threw his head back letting out a load lengthy moan whilst his hips thrusted back and forth almost choking the artist. Nick could hear the pleas coming from below 'Yes, fuck yes, yes' between Asa taking a mouth full of his cock. Suddenly Asa felt his body falling over landing on the bed softly, his head hanging over the edge then his mouth full of Nick's cock again. Asa's hand quickly moved up grabbing Nick's arse cheeks and roughly massaging them as he happily sucked trying to devour the cock as far as he dare until his gag reflex hit in. Nick pulled back then in again holding it there for a moment, then pulling all the way out, he fell to his knees and kissed Asa hard taking him by surprise. The mess of precum from Asa's cock covered his stomach, dripping out of his cock, Nick's fingers met with the slimy warmth as he ran them down the soft body and cock. He had to look up to believe what his hand was telling him and sure enough Asa was certainly not shy in the cock department. Suddenly Asa spun over on to his stomach and pushed Nick who lost his footing falling on to his back on the floor. Asa clambered up the bed near the pillows facing Nick who got to his feet standing up and erect. He moved like a panther on the prowl across the bed until they were face to face. Asa planned to fight back and give him everything he got, he tried in vain as Nick grabbed hold of his arms, he fought back, but not in the way he planned. The moment those blistering-hot, soft lips met his, he lost it. Swamped by the delicious scent and taste and feel of him, Asa arched upward and opened his mouth for more. Nick muttered something dark and dirty, and slid his tongue past Asa's parted lips and beyond. Then he showed Asa who was boss kissing him with all the hard passion and lust that Asa had somehow always dreamed about but never inspired to reach. Nick completely feeling the same way, no guy had ever dared tease him in such a way, playing him, testing his resolve that lead to this point in time. Asa softly moaned, Nick owned him. Possessed him. His tongue took what he wanted and demanded it all, with each thrust came complete ownership of his mouth. He reached around and sunk his fingers into the soft loose curls of his hair, tugging his head back to expose Asa's throat and keep him helpless just where he wanted him. Slowly Nick pulled him down on the bed until his chest pressed against Asa's chest, his erection notched between his open thighs, ready to ravish his body and soul. Asa seemed to explode with his own silent demands, turning the kiss into something much more. Whimpering, he opened his mouth wider, arched his body up to rock against his hardness, his free hands roamed across the bulk of his biceps and tattoos totally trapped, and yet totally submissive to him. "You taste so good" Nick muttered biting and sucking on his lower lip. Asa moaned again "I want to spread you out, taste you, fuck and make love until you come apart" Nick softly cooed. His dirty words caused a rush in Asa's body "Oh, God, this is bad" he gasped, clinging tighter. "And so good" Nick said softly grinding his erection against Asa. His cock bumped Asa's hole on purpose and he shuddered, writhing to get closer "Fuck!" Asa said trembling. Nick groaned, his mouth rubbing and tongue flickering on Asa's tight little nipples. Asa had to bite down hard on his lip to keep from crying out, especially when he kissed moving lower down his body. His tongue traced down the shaft of Asa's cock that frantically jiggled in spasms, ignoring his balls Nick lifted the legs up slowly exposing the sweet peach coloured hole. His lips opened and a waft of cool air was blown causing Asa to gasp, his lips closed in surrounding the hole from all sides, his tongue swiping over and over, nibbling on him like a feast. He drowned in a tidal wave of sensation, his brain shut down, his body exploding on overload like a bad circuit firing up. He had no idea how Nick had reduced him into this state and he couldn't even be bothered to try and work it out. His toes curled in on themselves letting out a deep moan catching his breath, his hole opened by the softness of his tongue probing inside and preparing him. The final resistance and urge to fight faded away, Nick had completely reduced him to a quivering mess, desperate to be taken. Suddenly the cool air began circulating around his hole and his body was dragged down the bed and effortlessly spun over until he laid on his stomach, his arse hanging over the bed and legs on the floor. Asa grabbed the sheet and groaned, his cock rubbing up and down between his cheeks, moving deeper between them the strokes getting longer and longer. He stared ahead at the top of bed now he thought preparing himself, but nothing. Asa looked over his shoulder only to have hand push his head back down. Another downward stroke that felt completely different, a few small upward movements as Nick's cock hit his hole allowing him to move in to position. His fists balled up gripping the sheet, moaning wildly and gasping. His hole opened with ease from the slickness of saliva and precum. His arse wriggled with his body entering a transient state of desperate lust, slowly and surely Nick penetrated deep in to Asa until his body lowered covering the artist completely. His arse pushed up grinding against the cock, letting go of sheet he grabbed Nick's hands entwinning their fingers, he kissed softly and gently against Asa's neck, his arse undulating, the cheeks clenching driving his cock deep each time. Submitting himself Asa moaned softly at the unexpected gentleness of his fucking, an air of tranquillity spread around them as they settled in to steady and erotic love making. Asa raise his head turning partly to face the side of Nick, rewarded with a devouring kiss owning his mouth again along with his arse. Waves of pleasure erupted from Asa trying to moan with a mouth full of his tongue, their lips locked tightly together, the speed of the fucking began to increase. The fingers clenching harder against his, the telling signs that his orgasm was building up to the final act. An act that was taking Asa on a very unsuspecting and fulfilling journey in to himself. His body full of passion that was leading Nick on his own journey of discovery leading him to his destiny, something he knew when he first clapped eyes on Asa had ignited a spark he had never felt towards another person. He suddenly broke the kiss and groaned stretching his body upwards, his arse clenched hard pushing his cock as deep as he could go. Asa grabbed harder as the dull pain shot through his body from the brute force of him penetrating deeper, his body became completely sensitive feeling the cock emitting strong contracting pulses that fired rapidly through to every nerve ending in body. His arse flooding with his seed that seemed to go on forever, the constant clenching and pulsing in his cock causing Asa to moan and react by grinding his arse against the orgasm. His own movements resulted in his prostate being hit several times triggering his own cock in to action and forcing a surprise orgasm to wash over his body rendering him useless. The tension in their entwinned fingers eased and Nick's body finally began to relax on top of him. His breathing was rapid yet produced with a soft satisfied post orgasm state. He showed no sign of wanting to remove his cock, Asa laid there his forehead damp with sweat and happy to let him stay inside. He moaned softly feeling his lips kissing away at his neck and moving up closer to his face, Asa turned his head drawing his lips closer and allowing Nick to own his mouth again with his tongue. Slowly he withdrew his cock whilst they kissed, he hauled Asa to his feet off the bed then quickly turned him around to face him. Their eyes full of love met, Asa raised a hand stroking the side of Nick's face then closing in he kissed him delicately for once. The arms wrapped around his body lifting him off the ground where Nick carried him over to the bed laying him down against the pillows. It was a slightly difficult situation since neither of them had spoken, Asa unsure what would happen, Nick unsure what this was leading to. His hands ran up the muscular arms then partly around his back pulling Nick down, silently the looked at each other, words could never be enough for them right now. Their lips rubbed against each others until they parted and kissed, a kiss that lead to Asa submitting to Nick several more times that evening. Each time the sex grew more intense bringing an edgy side along with it. Discovering each other, Asa seemed to understand that he would have to play submissive to Nick's dominate side, something that he never imagined he would find himself doing yet happy to do so. Asa rolled over in the middle of night, his face planting in to the warmth of Nick's chest disturbing his sleep. Nick moaned and his arm quickly grabbed Asa with his mouth moving across locking against Asa's, his body moved forward rubbing his erect cock and full waking Asa up. In the hands of him he was powerless to resist and now found himself spun around on to all fours and the bed moving with Nick rearing up behind him. Asa was too quick for Nick as he rolled over dropping off the bed standing there looking at Nick who stared back amused by his antics. He knee walked across the bed to where Asa stood and made a grab but missed as he stepped back sniggering. Slowly Asa walked forward putting a finger under Nick's chin then quickly gave him a gentle slap moving back quickly. Nick sprung off the bed giving chase and cornering him in the room. He stood waiting expecting Asa to give a signal that he gave up. Asa stared at Nick "Bring it on!" he said in a sensual yet evil erotic tone. Nick stepped forward shaking his head "You better not regret what I am going to do now" he replied. Asa watched him rub his cock and pulling the foreskin all the way back "Come on you fucker!" he teased. Nick moved in and quickly overpowered him lifting him off the ground with his back against the wall. Hoisting Asa's left leg around his waist and slipping his and under he thrust his cock up in one quick penetration up to his balls. Asa gripped harder around the back of his neck and bit down on the his shoulder to relieve the painful intrusion, the assault was only just getting started. The quite bites and sucks covered all his neck until they both angrily kissed at each other. He cried out continuously, Nick pounding away holding nothing back. They were both out of control completely lost in each other until Nick pulled his cock out and let go of Asa who crumpled to the floor looking sexually bewildered. Nick hauled him up to his feet and without ceremony lifted him in the air only to drop him on to the bed. Quickly he moved over on all fours feeling Nick rearing up behind him. He felt a large wad of saliva trickle down in to his crack and the cock pushing in to his hole again. The hands gripping him tight around the waist whilst Nick got to work taking him again. There was no gentleness this time as he felt the force of him pounding hard and deep, Asa trying to keep focus found his voice crying out expletives then urging him to fuck harder and wreck his hole. It was far off an angry demanding voice, it was loud but hinted at a sensual enough edge that was driving Nick wild. He grabbed the small pony tail tugging Asa's head up and keeping one hand holding his waist pounding furiously at the sweet arse and inviting hole. In no time he thrusted in harder and continued on fucking the orgasm out of his cock until he was done. Asa tried to collapse forward but he was not letting him, moving his hand on to his shoulder the other one around his stomach he was pulled back impaling him deeper of Nick's cock. Instantly his head turned and met Nick's mouth kissing harder than they had ever done, one arm completely wrapped around Asa, his free hand moved down to Asa's cock where he slowly began masturbating him. Waiting until the first drops of precum appeared before moving his hips and fucking him deep again. Asa moaned, his head resting back on Nick's shoulder, the feel of the muscles in the arm around his body holding him securely in place, his cock probing deep inside, his hand working faster on his cock was too much for Asa to figure out. His body squirmed feeling his orgasm rising again, he had no control and was at the mercy of Nick. The pace of his fucking picked up again and Nick gasped tightening his hold of Asa reaching orgasm again at the same time as Asa. The arse pushed back on his cock, Asa moaned in a higher pitch, his lips opened inviting Nick to kiss him. Locked at the mouth kissing wildly, Nick peaked with his orgasm, his cock pulsed tipping Asa over the edge. Moaning in to each others mouths, cum dripping down Nick's hand and his shooting up inside Asa yet again. Slowly are gently Nick used his body to push Asa back down on the bed and on to his side, his cock buried inside him, his arms closed around his body holding him close. Asa stroked Nick's leg with his fingers as they both drifted back to sleep drenched in sweat. For once it was Nick's turn to do a walk of shame sneaking out of someone's room in the palace. He kissed Asa and despite the urge to fuck him one last time he slowly extracted his semi hard cock from its warm resting place. Asa groaned at the slight pain then sighed at the freedom his arse now had. "I should get back and shower" Nick said leaning over and kissing him. Asa nodded and sat up watching his muscular body moving around the room "I am not sure what to say" he said. Nick put on his underwear and smiled then walked over to him "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked. Asa stared at him expressionless then spoke "I am infatuated with you" he said slowly. Nick kissed him "And I with you!" he exclaimed looking him in the eye, "Very infatuated". "You better get going" Asa said unsure where or if this was going anywhere. Nick finished dressing and kissed Asa "Do you want to see me tonight?" he asked. Asa sat there looking slightly embarrassed and out of his depth "I am sure you know the answer". Asa watched him walk out of the room and he smiled laying back down, he couldn't remember if anyone had ever made him feel this good. It wasn't about the sex now, it was every time he spoke to him that Asa felt himself tingle and tremble at the same time. Asa got up and did a couple hours of work on the portrait despite his arse now feeling a little sore he couldn't take his mind off him. Checking the time he saw it was 8am and knew Liam would be by any minute for breakfast. He cleaned the brushes off when there was a knock at the door and Liam poked his head round. "Come in" Asa said smiling over him. "Morning. Did you sleep well?" Liam asked closing the door behind him and looking at the portrait. Asa nodded "Yes I did" he replied noticing that Liam now spotted the drawing by the bed. Liam picked it up and looked at Asa "Nice drawing. Did you do that last night?" he asked. "Yes just a rough sketch I rustled up" Asa replied pretending like it was nothing. Liam chuckled "No I meant did you do him last night?" he asked sitting on the bed. Asa went bright red "I wondered how long it would be fore you two hooked up" Liam remarked. "What do you mean?" Asa asked giving up on pretending nothing happened. Liam stood "Ready?" he asked, Asa nodded, "I saw the way you both looked at each other" he said. "I see" Asa said picking up phone and unable to look at Liam, "You mean at dinner?" he asked. Liam nodded "I know Nick quite well, they way he looked at you was so very unusual for him". "Unusual. You mean he doesn't normally pick guys up?" Asa asked checking his phone. "Occasionally. I can't put my finger on it but it was certainly a different look" Liam replied. Asa stopped by the door "Liam. Does anyone need to know?" he asked looking concerned. Liam smiled putting his arm around his shoulder "No. But I wouldn't leave the drawing out" he said laughing. "Seriously I was only going to draw him" Asa explained, "But dam he fucking owned me". They walked along the corridor "Is it a one off or something more?" Liam asked. Asa shrugged "I am seeing him again tonight. Too early to think like that" he said. Asa was left to work on the portrait and met up with Liam and Nick for lunch, under any other circumstances it might have been awkward, Nick acted like it was nothing and chatted quite happily with Asa. Liam loved watching Nick pretending nothing was different but Asa was like an open book. Eventually Liam stood leaving them alone where they talked about things in general and the upcoming birthday party that Asa was looking forward to. Nick offered to walk with Asa back to the guest wing. "So what are you doing on the portrait today?" Nick asked as they climbed the stairs in the guest wing. "Depth perception touches I think" Asa replied, "Then his royal dress, the colour I mixed isn't right". Nick nodded "Have dinner with me tonight?" he asked clumsily and stumbling over his words. Asa smiled "You asking me on a date?" he replied questioning Nick. "Maybe I am" Nick replied regaining composure, "Still trying to figure out where your head is". "On my neck in case you haven't noticed" Asa retorted quickly then laughed. Nick rolled his eyes "Brilliant another comic in the palace" he said smiling. "Is this a fuck the artist as entertainment?" Asa asked looking at him. "I get entertainment watching Max trying to ride horses" Nick replied, "I understand if you don't want to". "What do you mean?" Asa asked slowing down as they neared his room. Nick waved his hand around "This, because of my job. It doesn't make life easy" he explained. "I see" Asa said glancing at him, "You are not selling yourself very well" he remarked smiling. Asa opened the door to his room then turned to Nick "7pm then if you want?" Nick asked waiting. Asa looked down the corridor then kissed Nick "Okay a date it is then" he replied. Quickly Asa walked in to the room and closed the door breathing rapidly wondering how the hell he was getting attached to Nick so quickly. Nick walked down the corridor back to his quarters to change and take Alden for afternoon tea with Lord and Lady Trasilion and their daughter. All the way he was thinking things over in his head, each time he came to the same conclusion, after last night Asa was indeed someone he found a funny romantic connection with and was attracted to on so many levels that he was all he could think about now.

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It is TOTALLY why I am who I am today. Its super clear. To be fair I was already a kinky little boy, but they steered me into the perversions I have now. I cover it briefly in my profile description. Here's the longer version. In the mid to late 90s I was 10 years old. Like I said, I was KINKY. Hornier and younger than any kid I've met. By 10 I'd already been: - fucking my own ass with carrots from the fridge... - sucking off moms boyfriends dog and trying to get it to fuck me... - borrowing an early digital camera from the school lab "for a project" and using it to snap naked pix of me sucking the dog... - and finally being humiliated in school when I tried to play "show and tell" with another kid from a higher grade, and he got his friends to come too... when I pulled out my cock first and asked to see theirs, I instantly became the school "fag" "gay" and "queer". It was the school incident that did it. I now had names for what I was into. I was a latchkey kid (mom worked nights, no dad) and I had the Internet. So I went online and quickly found gay places... and others like me. I didnt say my age there, as I didnt want to get kicked out I just said that I was younger and the city I lived in. A guy replied and said he was from my area, and we emailed. I told him how young I really was. He didn't have a problem. We chatted about what I liked and I even sent him the pics of me and the dog (this is a key fact for later). He soom suggested I meet him to chat about gay life in person. I was eager to meet another fag like me. So he arranged to pick me up and stay a night and we'd go to a party. OK in hindsight obviously a sex invitation. But I was a dumb naive kid. I figured it was a normal thing to have gay parties. So I told my mom I was doing a sleepover at a friends (she never checked) and he picked me up from the street corner at 3pm. He seemed high energy (I later learnt it was "tweaked") and super excited about the party. He lived outside town, like on a bit of land... it was dark when I got there so I really had no idea exactly where it was that day. Yup, big red flag in hindsight but this is why kids get in cars with strangers. Literally the moment we got inside he closed and locked and deadbolted the door. He had a boyfriend (also tweaked) and the second the door was locked he POUNCED. Like grabbed me. And then so did the other guy. I thought they were going to murder me. I screamed and yelled. But nobody was in earshot. They wrestled me into the bedroom and ripped off my clothes. Handcuffed me to the bed. Then they got naked and started to stroke and pet me (and them). They smoked something (later I learned crystal) and shotgunned some into me. I had a rush and felt weird. I was still thinking they were gonna kill me. And then one lubed up his cocks and RAMMED my ass. Like, balls deep in 3 massive thrusts. No time wasted. If I hadn't been using those carrots in my ass already, they would have split me open. As it was it HURT. I screamed bloody murder and bawled. Many years later I figured out they had partially torn my sphincter... the unintentional side effect is that from then on I had no problem taking big cocks without much warmup. So, not all bad 🙂 So all evening, night, and the next day they fucked, sucked and molested me over and over. They kept going with the help of the drugs... and kept me up with occasional shotguns if i got drowsy. They covered all the sex bases. Anal. Oral. Forcing me to suck them. Whips. Pissing in both my holes (I peed on myself). Having me fist them. So much more. And they took photos of me doing it all. I later figured they knew they were poz, high viral...and HIV being a semi death sentence back then, decided to indulge some pedo rape fantasies while they could. I dont know if they pozzed me then, or later (I'll get to that). Their insurance was to scare me. They knew where I lived. They had their photos and my dog photos. They said they were sending copies to their friends (which they did) and if I told anyone they raped me, they or their friends would come after me, my mom... and publish the pics of me so everyone would know what a slut whore faggot I was. To their credit they had it all figured out. They dumped me back at home at the end of the weekend, and I was so sore I pretended I was sick and stayed home from school for a few days. They figured they'd seen the last of me. But I was a kinky horny kid... who had never had an adult male pay any attention to me. And here were 2 guys who'd spent the weekend paying attention to me. Loving my body and saying how hot and beautiful and tight I was (also that I was a dirty slut, which I kinda knew, and that validated me and my dog [banned word] stuff). Here were guys who wanted me and found me sexy like nobody else did... found every inch of my body worth exploring... and I got their penises stiff. Gays, like I was. With big penises, and I liked penises. And, they hadn't killed me, right? And after it hurt, it didnt so much, and I even felt so sexy excited about a lot of what we did. And there was an excited thrill about the danger and adventure (and maybe some of that was also the crystal, but I LIKED the crystal, too. And I didnt know any other gays in real life. And so on and on went my thoughts. And as I thought my cock got hard every time. So a few weeks later, one little 10 year old slut whore... emailed the guy and asked if he could have more please, sir... Over the next years a lot of fucking went on. They did know other pedos and they fucked me too. And later on, I wasn't the only kid who came to their sex parties. So all that... made me who I am. Easy link. I like anonymous bareback sex with anyone. I like pozzing, stealthing, cum, piss, chemsex, boys... everything they did to me, they made me too. They taught me how to be a [banned word]. Thanks guys.

Part 1 - The Early Years There are two things in life I found I liked from a young age, reading and keeping a journal. Books were my everything at a young age since they kept me out of harms way and blissfully ignorant to everything that went on around me. Was I a sensitive child, pretty much so but also very impressionable with an erratic behavioural pattern that surfaced when least expected. Secondly my journal, I discovered I had a flair for writing growing up. It was a way of expressing my thoughts and frustrations, but also secrets. Some were not my own to hold but I became the keeper of them without any one knowing. So the impressionable part of me very much shaped my upbringing, sometimes life can cause things to happen that you never thought possible or needed until they presented themselves. My life was complicated from a very young age, some would say in a bad way, others would say it was destiny and things happened for a reason. I also had two people who played a very instrumental part in my life, one from a young age who would be by my side as we grew up then leave and come back in to my life when you believe there is no hope of finding a true path to happiness. The other person trusted his intuition about me and helped me become the confident assured person I am today. When you stand at a fork in the path and can't decide weather to go left or right, you simply go down the middle and to hell with it. Yes it will upset some people but it will force them to show their true colours and love you no matter what, hopefully that is. So who am I you may ask, you have probably seen me but never knew what lay behind the page or billboard since I keep my life very private. It doesn't matter how famous you become, the one thing you learn is never trust anyone on face value as information is power and the last thing you need is someone having power over you. That way you keep control of your life and protect those you love and hold dear to you. But I will tell you this, my name is Tom and that is what I prefer, annoyingly my mother still insists on calling me Thomas when she is mad at me and Tommy when she is doting me. I am a 24 year old rustic blond so I have been told by photographers. At five feet nine inches tall or short depending how tall you are, I have what was described to me as the most finely sculpted face and body. Now I don't assume myself to be attractive by any means, after all I just see Tom in the mirror who is an ordinary Texan lad. But all of that will reveal itself. So I will tell you the secrets about me that my journal holds but in a way for you to understand me better and how I ended up here. The problem with me is that I lived through my journal and held things in there that could have destroyed lives and nearly did as you can never predict how a person would react. That happened when I was 20 but it changed my life in a way I never thought possible. Should I have been more careful to hide identities instead of blatantly writing them down to be discovered? Yes, but then what? Wouldn't I be living a life full of lies or where I am now. I will start were things really began to shape my life in a way I had no control over and that was when I turned 8 years old, it started when my parents finally split up. I cried and screamed as my mother dragged me out of the house and placed me in the car with our belongings, at such a young age I had no idea why this was happening and being taken away from my father. I knew they argued and understood that their marriage was in ruins and she had to break free, but I never realised it would involve taking me with her. It's not your fault Tommy she would always tell me, but my father had put up with enough of her hard work ethic leaving him to look after me albeit I was a little out of control. I loved my father but also liked to play him up as much as possible by throwing tantrums usually when mother was out of town on business and father had his bit on the side over, he never suspected that I knew what was going on. I was an only child desperate for a sibling but that was not going to happen now. We must have drove some 50 miles to the large town where my mother worked, little did I know then that she was also seeing another man and that had become serious. Seth as it turned out was a few years older than my mother, at 30 he had dirty blond hair and stood an impressive six feet and still retained a muscular jock build from his school days, he was pretty successful with his small company and lived quite well in a sprawling ranch house in the countryside. Gradually I was introduced to him over several weekends, I didn't care much for him after all he wasn't my father. Seth was divorced and had a son who was 10 years old. At the time I paid little attention until the day my mother sat me down and explained that we were moving in to Seth's house in the country. Not only was I contending with a new school but now I was to be uprooted again to a different place to live, strangely I had calmed down a little by this time and was studying diligently at school, I showed a love for some sport especially wrestling, you could say I had become a model child. Maybe my father was the cause of my bad tantrums and his lack of love to my mother and me. At the start of summer holidays Seth arrived and began helping my mother to move whilst I sat in my bedroom head in a book as usual. I had packed my clothes, books and Xbox as that was all I needed in life to keep me happy. Seth was unlike my father he actually showed an interest in me from what I liked reading to what sports I did at school, I was torn between my loyalties and slowly I put up a barrier between Seth and me to prevent any closeness developing, but he was persistent and told me how I would really get along with his own son Brad who was 2 years older than me. Personally I couldn't see how on earth we would connect and it is what scared me the most, as much as I yearned for a sibling I never bargained on getting an older one. I carried my book out to his black BMW X5 which towered above me, for a eight year old I was fit and healthy albeit just five foot five inches with hopefully more growing to do, it still seemed like a big climb as I heaved myself in to the back seat and settled down. I was also trendy for my age with the latest haircut of buzzed sides and longer on top that was neatly combed, I took pride in my appearance as I knew it would help me get the right girls as school. Being gay or even thinking about it never crossed my mind but life has a way of turning your hand over before your eyes so I found out. My mother said goodbye and I panicked looking at her but she smiled and said she was following on in her car as there was no room for me to sit in there. I opened my book and stuck my head firmly in to it, I had never been alone with Seth and it was going to be 40 minute drive out of town. Briefly I looked up with what must have been eyes full of fear as Seth sat in the drivers seat and he glanced at me through the rear view mirror switching the engine on. Seth backed the car out of the short drive "It will be okay Tom" he said pulling away from my home. I watched out of the window as we moved away from my familiar surroundings "Really?" I replied. "You and Brad will get on just fine and he is excited to meet you" Seth said glancing in the mirror. I looked over at the mirror to see his eyes looking at me "Right" I said and faced back to the window. "You said you like wrestling at school Tom?" Seth asked me trying to engage me in conversation. "Yes" I replied without moving my head as a tear rolled down my cheek in sadness leaving things behind again. Seth smiled "Brad does wrestling and likes to work out so you have something in common" his eyes watching me. "Great" I replied emotionless wiping the tear from my cheek, the rest of the journey was silent. The car stopped "This is Medina Ranch" Seth said coming round to the boot of the car and opening it. "You have to be fucking kidding me, where the fuck are we?" I said kicking the gravel hard on the driveway. Seth didn't even look at me "Use those words again and you sleep in the barn" he said smirking. My mother pulled up in her car "Tommy what's wrong?" She asked walking towards me. I looked at her "How could you bring me here?" I angrily asked waving my hand at the expanse of greenery. She stopped at looked around "It's beautiful here Tommy you will love it" she said trying to calm me down. Seth watched me walking off "Leave him, let him get it out of his system" he replied shrugging it off. Julia turned to Seth "I really thought he would embrace this new life" she said. Seth pulled a box out of the car "He will come around Julia". Okay so underneath I wasn't quite the model child Seth had expected but little did I know my anger and frustration was born out of who I would eventually become as I grew older and understood myself better. In the meantime I found a quiet spot nearly half a mile from the house under some large trees where I sat down and cried my heart out, the thought of spending six long weeks with no signs of life or friends ripped through me in boiling anger. Seth took all my belongings and put them in the garage telling my mother that I needed to learn and will have to move my own belongings and grow up. My mother felt ashamed of my behaviour but Seth casually waved it off saying he had been through that with Brad. Guessing I must have been out for nearly three hours before realising that no one was coming out to look for me, hungry and thirsty I stood up and walked back towards the house, I got even more wound up and annoyed as I had got dirt on my book and frantically tried to clean it as best I could. In my tantrum I hadn't even looked at the house which stood imposingly on the plot, part single and two story sprawling ranch style it was definitely bigger than any house I had lived in, I stood looking at it with dread as it was to be my prison until I could move away, well that was how I saw it since nothing else seemed to be living around here. Walking up to the doors I opened the left one and let myself in and stood in the large entrance hall, I could hear my mother and Seth talking and walked towards the voices finding myself in the large kitchen and dining area. "There you are Thomas" my mother said reverting to my proper name, I knew she was angry. I looked at them both "I've ruined my book" putting it down in front of my mother. Seth turned the book around "I have a copy of that in the library you can read" he said looking at me. I sat down opposite them "Thanks" I replied with a genuine tone for the first time. My mother retrieved a plate from the refrigerator "You must be hungry Tommy" she said placing a sandwich by my side. "I am, thanks mum" I said already devouring it as she brought me a fruit juice as well. "When you finished I will show you where you will be sleeping" Seth told me with a smile on his face. Seth and my mother escorted me along a wing of the ranch house in to another lounge area that was clearly used by his son and then in to a large bedroom suite with two double beds, to be fair the room was almost as large as the apartment we had just left. It had an en-suite bathroom and wet room and overlooked the back of the house, the room angled around the pool area and my heart lifted seeing the large pool. Having never had a pool before I had not learnt to swim but the thought of being able to sit in it and paddle around made me smile. When they told me I would be sharing this area with Brad I argued to the point I upset myself realising it was a futile argument. Seth told me I would get along just fine with Brad and they turned to leave me with Seth pointing out my things are in the garage and to move them. I sat there alone putting my head in my hands cursing at my new life, I knew my mother was going away tomorrow for a couple of days with work which hastened the moving in. Residing to my fate I decided to make the best of a bad thing, I mean how much worse can it get. Eventually I found the garage and started moving my things in to the room, I was getting hot and sticky with all the walking and unpacking, I stripped off down to my shorts as I began unpacking my clothes and putting them in the walk in closet on the side that was empty. Outside and unknown to me Brad had returned on his quad bike and parked it in the garage, for a 10 year old he could easily pass at being 15 or 16 due to his tall broad build that he got from his father. Inheriting the dirty blond hair and striking blue eyes he was pretty well muscled up and had a very solid build for a kid his age. He carried it off well, even the seniors at the school daren't get on his bad side, he had a wonderful relationship with his father unlike me with mine. Brad walked in to the house and headed to the kitchen in his polite and mesmerising manner he sat and chatted with my mother until Seth said for him to go and meet me as they were going out to dinner and the housekeeper would prepare our dinner. Brad walked along the wing to his pad as he called it and saw the lounge area remained as when he left it that morning. He waited watching for his father and my mother to leave before he walked towards the bedroom, it was quiet apart from the clanging of coat hangers coming from closet. He looked at the bed seeing a few books strewn across it, he had never shown any inclination or interest in reading books unless he had to for school. He turned and walked towards the closet, standing at the doorway, I was unaware of Brad's presence or that he was scrutinising me from behind. "You like being in the closet" Brad asked making me jump that I missed the rail to hang a shirt on. I quickly turned frightened "Fuck don't creep up on me like that" were the first words out of my mouth. Brad's eyes looked at me trying to figure me out "Didn't mean to scare you" he said I could see the muscles in his arms and thought twice about hitting back "I'm Tom" I said shyly. "I'm not stupid I know who you are" he turned and left me in the closet. I walked in to the bedroom "I never asked to be here, so don't take it out on me" I said picking my books up. Brad was taking his t-shirt off "Yeah well were both stuck with this". I guess I must have been staring at him before I asked "How did you get so big?" then blushing at my upfront nature. Brad looked at me with his head to one side sizing me up "Working out and a muscle building compound". I nodded and went back to my unpacking, he ignored me listening to the music on his phone. Finally I finished after checking the clothes were hanging in an order that I liked and wiped my brow from the humidity. I had a quick shower to cool down and decided to look outside since Brad showed no sign of wanting to show me around. All I wanted to see really was the pool and I wasn't disappointed as it was large and plenty of shallow water at one end, I did a quick look around and took my reefs off and paddled in the shallow end for a few minutes enjoying the cool water over my submerged feet. "You can go in if you want" Brad said standing at the French doors watching me. I felt a little shame "No it's okay" I replied without looking at him. "Can you not swim?" he asked me walking out and joining me as I paddled. I hesitated "No" I said quietly not wanting to embarrass myself "I want to but never had a pool where I lived". Brad sat down on the edge of the pool dangling his feet in "I can teach you if you want". I looked at him but he was staring at the water "Really, you would?" I asked him surprised. Brad looked over at me "Yeah, well we got all summer vacation and there isn't much to do around here". I walked over and sat beside him "Thanks, and will you help me get muscle like yours?" I nervously asked. Brad laughed "If you want but it's hard work" he said nudging me "What are you going to do for me?" he asked. I chuckled "I have nothing to offer, I like reading and playing on my Xbox" I said to him. Brad smiled at me "You can read to me" he replied "you know the books I have to read for school, you can read them to me". That was the moment that we became friends, not quite step-brothers just then, but friends was a good place to start. The first few days I had terrible stomach ache as my body adjusted to the high protein muscle building compound, I think Brad got quite a lot of enjoyment seeing me running to the toilet. He told me not to worry and it will settle down in a few days, he introduced me to the gym by the pool house and got me lifting weights for half an hour in the morning and evening. True to his words he began to teach me to swim and by the end of the summer vacation I was at least no longer afraid of deep water and could happily manage a couple of lengths of the pool without loosing my breath. A week into our new found friendship Brad invited me to go for a ride on his quad bike, he packed some fruit and water along with a book in to his rucksack and gave it to me to put on my back. I was a little scared as I had never been on this type of bike but he drove slowly with me clasping him tightly in case I fell off we drove for about 20 minutes, passing fields and wooded areas until we hit an open expanse where I could see a line to trees and bushes stretching as far as the eye could see. Coming to a stop we walked a few meters in to the clearing by a shallow river the flowed gently meandering out of sight. "This is the Medina river" he said taking the rucksack off my back. I looked around "It's really pretty here" I said taking it all in. Brad smiled sitting down on the edge of the stream "My favourite little hideaway, the ranch is named after it". "Ah right" I replied sitting next to him. He pulled the book out of the rucksack and handed it to me "Your end of the bargain now" he chuckled. I took the book and laid on my stomach "Okay" I replied. I have to admit I started to find it intoxicating being here, the gentle sound coming from the water in the river flowing over the pebbles, the sun beating down and reading aloud was my idea of paradise, I even left my hair messed up from wearing the baseball cap. I kept looking at Brad when turning the page of the book, his eyes were closed hand clasped behind his head, whenever I stopped reading he would open one eye to check on me causing me to giggle several times. There was no doubt about him as rough and tough as he was on the outside he was a very different person underneath. I must have read nearly a hundred pages before he put his hand on the book to stop me reading and handed me some fruit and water. We walked in the stream hardly saying anything to each other until we returned back to our spot where he handed me the book again, I read a further 3 chapters before I put the book down and laid on my back looking up at the dappled sunlight coming through the trees. The rustling in the trees signified a change coming, Brad only to aware jumped up and packed the rucksack telling me there was a storm coming in, something that was quite usual for this time of day when the heat rose sharply like it had during the afternoon. Sure enough just a few hundred meters from the ranch house the heavens opened as the wind picked up in velocity driving the rain in to our faces. The storm lasted for an hour before the sun appeared again. We stood in the garage soaking wet and just laughed as puddles began forming at our feet, from that day we found our sense of humour to be very similar. A few days later at lunchtime we were heading out to the Medina River again, today the sun was already blazing hot in the sky so I sat down right the waters edge so I could dangle my feet in the water to cool them down as I read aloud to Brad, he sat a little further up so I could only see his legs, after an hour I turned on to my stomach and laid down resting on my elbows continuing to read. He did make me laugh seeing him chilled out chewing on a long stem grass, his eyes closed hands clasped behind his head. We walked a mile down the stream and back again before heading home, this afternoon was different as we chatted a little more finding our feet with each other. As the days passed we spent more and more time together bonding and enjoying working out then spending afternoons at the Medina river. By the time the vacation ended I was ready to return to school, it was my first day as this new school, as nervous as I was there was nothing to worry about as I fitted in straight away, Brad looked after me since we had become inseparable over the summer vacation. Those long summer days turned me in to a somewhat confident swimmer, I was beginning to show some muscle tone which I loved and many kids in my class commented over. Never would I realise how much of a catch I was to the girls and was never short of attention from them in my year and even some of the senior girls flirting with me. One thing I was probably more dumbstruck by was hearing them remark how attractive I was. It got worse as I aged, well I thought so anyway, it seemed almost all the school wanted to hang out with Brad and I, himself turning in to quite the muscle jock now having hit puberty. I felt a little overawed by all the friends and attention but there was something missing and that something was slowly beginning to show it's hand the older I got. It did take a couple of summers before Brad actually referred to me as his step-brother, after our parents married he began referring to me as his brother and it was this milestone that I articulated in my journal. I would usually write my journal sitting by the stream I found it gave me more flair when transferring my thoughts to paper. Brad would often sit there watching as I wrote, he knew I kept a journal and read it once when I fell asleep but he got bored as it contained nothing of interest at that point. It was from them I began hiding it and only writing when something needed to be downloaded out of my head, it had become my secret keeper. My reading to Brad had got him interested in books and studying and he did rather to well in his final years and won a place at a university some 300 miles away. Our years together were for the most part idyllic and every summer we shut ourselves away at Medina doing our own things. Our bodies changed but we both retained our looks and I grew from strength to strength with Brad's help. On his 16th birthday Seth allowed Brad to get a tribal tattoo down his arm. I sat with him and Seth as the artist worked for nearly 3 hours until finished. Sitting there I realised how much Brad was growing up and beginning to show independence, I knew our summers were going to come to an end soon enough. At 17 Brad was a real crowd pleaser and was now more often out than at home, I had heard rumours at school that he was bedding girls like there was no tomorrow, when he was home we would still go to the Medina river for some peace and quiet escaping life. I relished those days as I missed him like hell and was only too happy to read to him. At 15 I had a growth spurt and stood at my now five feet nine inches, I was pretty happy with my height, but it also caused my looks to intensify and muscle definition to proportionise itself to my body. It was several months after my birthday that I wrote down one of the most revealing feelings about me 'I feel my body has changed, I have hair appearing in places not much but enough, my voice is slightly deeper and I am beginning to feel like the boy in me is forever being lost. I like guys. Don't aske me how or why, I just do. I like their bodies, I like the masculinity of a guy who is very close to me. I never really thought I would write this down but somehow I need to express me and who I have become. I just don't seem to have any interest in girls and yes I know what this means but I am not ready for it. I need to come to accept it first and be happy about why my body and soul has gone this way. As much as I rack my brains trying to think why, there is no answer. No significance, no turning point, it has always been there waiting for the right time'. I put my pen down and watched Brad sleeping in his bed, discreetly hiding my journal as I knew that it was more important than ever to keep it hidden. I never wrote a lot down or did it on a daily basis, it was one of things I kept as a reminder of important things or situations now. I wondered if it showed on the outside that I was gay, I only questioned it as I saw less and less of Brad during that last summer before he headed off to university. It seemed his new friend residing in his pants was busy around and he started dating the head cheerleader from the school, Melinda. It was to put it bluntly my year of turmoil, I felt like my gut had been wrenched out the day he finally left. I knew he wanted to break free and be his own person. He left me fighting my demons, I was literally destroying myself inside out and it was after my 16th birthday I sat down for dinner, I plucked up the courage to discuss it with my mother and Seth since they had noticed I was becoming more introverted during this time but they put it down to Brad leaving home. Opening up to them about my feelings seemed to lift a massive burden off my shoulders, my mother was sceptical saying it wss just a phase where Seth appeared to have more control over the matter and I still remember his words to this day 'Don't hide or run from it, just let you discover you and who you are'. I kept my secret hidden at school and concentrated on getting my education over before deciding weather I wanted to go to college or university, rumours did surface occasionally as I had plenty of friends that were girls but never date or kissed any of them, I never acted gay or gave any one cause to question my sexuality. Not one for wanting to be away from Medina ranch I choose college and long distance studying, the benefit of which meant I could take my laptop out with me to the Medina river and study there where I didn't have to go in to college for assignments, tests and exams. So it wasn't all that bad coming out to my mother and Seth, they just let me get on with it. I was surprised that Seth would without fail every week sit down and chat with me about how I was feeling, I looked on him as more of a father than my blood father who I hadn't seen since the break up. Seth was reasonable and considerate, never judging me but always supporting and being there if I needed help. The year dragged by and Brad returned home for the summer vacation, he entered the house like a whirlwind and swooped me up in his arms hugging me. "God I missed you Tom" Brad said putting me down. I hugged him back "It's so lonely without you here" I replied. "Well I am here for several weeks book worm" he said using his nick name for me. It didn't take long for our routine to slip in to place, only now it just felt awkward as I was hiding the real me from him. I just couldn't bring myself to tell him, I didn't really know why at the time but I thought it would be best to keep that part of me in the shadows. All to soon his few weeks at home had come to an end and that last evening I heard Seth and Brad having a very stern discussion in the library. It was pretty fiery so I made my way back to our room and listened to some music reading a book. When Brad turned up he seemed his cheery self and said nothing about the argument going on, he showered and changed then headed out to meet his latest girl. A few days later when I asked how Brad was doing just out of normal conversation I got a strange look from Seth. He would not talk much about Brad just that he was doing okay, I knew he had gone to university several times to talk to him, and I overheard him and my mother talking about Brad's disciplinary hearing but nothing was ever said directly to me. I had no idea what was going on or what trouble he had gotten himself into. I had just celebrated my 18th birthday and was studying on the pool terrace late one morning when I heard Seth in the kitchen cursing to himself and grabbing his keys, I heard him talking to my mother on the phone to say he was having to drive up to the university. By the time I got to the kitchen he had already stormed out leaving the letter from the universities disciplinary committee on the counter top. My mistake or maybe it wasn't, I picked up the letter and read it. I couldn't believe the words of the last paragraph 'As such situations arise when a student is in possession of any form of drug the course of action is to expel them from the campus and forfeit their position. Whilst the committee have noted that no further action is being taken by the relevant law enforcement agencies we are in no doubt of possession and intended use or distribution and as such the student has been expelled. The committees decision is final and will not entertain any appeal to review'. It was almost like a standard letter but I felt really sorry how his life had spiralled out of control in this manner. Seth returned later that evening tired and upset, I listened at the door as he told my mother that Brad refused to see him point blank. I walked in to the lounge and they both stopped talking. "Are you going to tell me what is going on with Brad?" I asked standing my ground. Seth shrugged his shoulder "There is no point Tom, he won't see or speak to anyone" he replied. I sat down next to Seth "How bad is it?" I asked him. Seth looked at my mother "He has been expelled, he needs help but he can't see that or accept it". That evening was one of the longer entries in to my journey as I was troubled all night, when I woke early that Saturday morning I sneaked down to Seth's BMW and turned the key and looked at the SatNav which gave me a location near enough to where Brad was staying. I got my keys and sped down the ranch driveway and headed to Dallas, I almost stopped several times wondering if I was doing the right thing but I kept going on the 5 hour drive. I knew I was in the right place but I had no idea which building he was in, I stopped a student wandering by just on the off chance and asked if they knew Brad Felshaw, he laughed and said yeah building 2c Room 235. I rushed over not knowing what I was going to say to him as I reached the door, I knocked three times but waited to hear if there was any movement when another student walked past and smiled 'good luck getting him to answer' they said carrying on down the corridor glancing back at me, I now banged on the door louder this time. "Go away" he shouted through the door. "Brad" I waited for a moment "Brad it's Tom, let me in please" I pleaded through the door. Eventually I heard the lock clicking and he opened the door "What do you want?" he asked. "I came to see you" I said through the crack in the opening "are you going to let me in?". Brad was reluctant "Did my father send you here?" he asked. "No, he doesn't know I have driven here" I replied, he hesitated then opened the door inviting me in. He looked dishevelled and not the Brad I knew "What the fuck has happened to you?" I asked closing the door. Brad sat on the bed head in his hands "I lost control and fucked up really bad this time". I sat down next to him "Everyone is worried about you Brad. It hurts to see you like this". "Like what?" he asked in an angry tone. "This is not you, not the Brad I grew up with" I replied looking at him. He stared at me "Your not the Tom I grew up with are you?" he stated in a matter of fact way. I looked down "It hasn't change me Brad, I haven't come to terms with it myself" I said shyly. "Is that so?" Brad replied somewhat confused. I took a deep breath "Come home with me, I will sneak you in and look after you". He looked at me "I can't deal with my father he is so angry with me" he said looking sad. I put my arm around him "He is not angry Brad, just upset and very concerned" I assured him. Brad stood and paced around "Are you sure you want to do this Tom?" he asked. I looked at him "Are you an addict?" I asked. He shot me a look "No, I only did it 4 or 5 times" he paused "but I am getting drawn to it". I don't know how I did it but he agreed to come home with me after I promised not to let anyone know until he was ready to face them. He slept for most of the journey back home, I could have sworn he cried a little or at least his eyes watered seeing Medina Ranch at the end of the access road. He slid down in his seat to avoid being seen as I drove in the garage. I checked the house to make sure the coast was clear and walked with brad down the wing to our end of the house. Telling him to shower and as he did I quickly rifled through his bag to make sure there was nothing hiding in there and also the clothes he had worn home. I kind of felt guilty and didn't really know what I was doing, his hand grabbed my arm tightly 'there is nothing there' he said letting me go again, he certainly hadn't lost any of his muscle or strength. Something inside me caused me to stand up and face him, I was speechless and I couldn't work out if I got a kick out of him touching me aggressively like that. He backed off in obvious concern at what he did. At 20 Brad was a walking sex machine and it was hard to keep my gaze from looking at his body, I had still yet to explore my sexuality but I knew he definitely aroused me. I tried to keep a close reign on my preference for the male body whilst living in small town Texas, the last thing I wanted was to be out and branded like the cattle in this state. He looked at me "I'm sorry if I hurt you" Brad said drying his hair. "Promise me you have none of it here?" I asked watching him look me in the eye nodding. Brad slipped in to his bed "Promise me you won't let on?" he asked resting his head on the pillow. I looked at the sight of him staring at the ceiling "You have my word Brad" I replied picking up a book, I knew I would have to keep a very close eye on him. Sitting on the bed next to him he smiled for the first time "You going to read to me?". I nodded "Yes that's if you don't mind me sitting on the bed next to you?" I replied. Brad smiled "Of course I don't" he said getting comfortable. It took me by surprise and at first I wasn't sure if it was him accepting what he knew about me or just the brotherly part coming through. I read to him for an hour until he was sound asleep, it was only 8pm so I crept out and had dinner with Seth and my mother, it didn't take long for the conversation got around to where I had been all day and I told them at the Medina river and also headed in to town to see a friend. As far as I know they hadn't suspected a thing and after dinner I grabbed some fruit and went back to the bedroom to find Brad still sound asleep. I kept the curtains closed that overlooked the terrace and the French doors locked. I can't recall what time it was but I was woken by the sound of Brad, I could make out that he was sitting on the edge of his bed shaking and panting. Thankfully I had done some research on the internet after I returned to my room and believed this to be his body reacting to a lack of whatever drug he had taken. I turned on the bed side lamp and could see he was also sweating. I walked over and asked him what I could do to help but he looked at me like a helpless child tears streaming down his face. Trust me I said helping him stand up and took him in to the wet room and turned on the cold water, I sat next to him in the shower letting the cold water cascade over the both of us until his shaking ceased. I helped dry him and took him back in to the bedroom to my bed and laid next to him, so much of me wanted to cuddle him in this fragile state, he looked at me and quietly said thank you and falling back to sleep. I watched him as long as I could until my body surrendered and my eyes closed. I had one of the best night sleeps that I could remember, waking up I found my body was being held and my eyes snapped open. His arms were wrapped around me and he was cuddled up very close, to close for comfort was my initial diagnoses. Escaping was the first thing in my head, then the awkwardness of this as me moving would certainly wake him up and he may freak out. I laid there silently for several minutes until Brad shuffled and turned over releasing me from his arms. Silently I crept out of bed and let him sleep, picking up my journal I wrote a few words 'Woke feeling like I had a perfect sleep. Shaken I found my step-brothers arms wrapped around me, his body touching mine. Disturbing to say the least but somehow I find myself turned on as my whole body seemed to be in a state of flux'. I hid the journal and showered, when I came back in to the room Brad was awake and just acted normally. I came to the conclusion that he probably didn't even know, for the most part Brad seemed to be returning and the next few days I studied and didn't leave his side except to fetch food. Keeping him hidden seemed pretty easy and his withdrawal symptoms vanished which confirmed my suspicion that he had probably told me the truth. I guess I got to cocky at this hiding Brad game and he slid down in the seat of the car as I backed out of the garage and drove us to the Medina river again. I sat down on the banks and started reading, Brad laid on his stomach his head inches from the water resting on his hands watching the water flowing by. He wore only shorts taking his t-shirt off as we arrived since it was another scorching day. It was very distracting, I just wanted to touch and hold the body laying there, it was so perfect and the temptation to tickle his bare feet his toes wriggling in the sun crossed my mind. Refocusing I continued reading for an hour then we waded in the river and walked for a couple of hours. On the walk back to our spot Brad put his arm around my shoulder, something he hadn't done since we were younger. I felt like our bond was stronger than ever having faltered when he found out what his cock was for and put it to use. I rummaged in the rucksack and gave Brad some fruit and a bottle of water, if people saw us now they would think we were a perfect couple. I grabbed the book and sat down on the waters edge, before I could even get it open he had sat down behind me, his legs either side of my body and his arms wrapped around my body with his chin resting on my shoulders. It was one thing accidentally cuddling me in bed but this felt strangely weird but I carried on and opened the book to the page where we had got to the previous evening, he watched me leafing through to the pages but my mind was elsewhere as my body tingled by his touch. "Can't believe how much you have grown up and changed Tom" Brad said as he watched me turning the pages. I smiled but didn't look at him "We have both grown up Brad". Brad rubbed his chin on my shoulder "Yeah but at least you didn't screw up like me" he sighed. I looked up at the sky "I am just as screwed up if not more but in other ways". Brad stopped and looked at me "You are far from screwed up Tom, your confronting things head on" he said. "Well it's my turn to return the favour, you looked after me growing up" I said reminding him. Brad chuckled and waved it off "Was it hard, you know growing up feeling the way you do?" he asked me. "What way?" I asked oblivious to what he meant. Brad rubbed his chin on my shoulder again "You being gay" he said, I was slightly taken back. I turned and looked at him "It still is, I try to work out why but I end up even more confused" I said looking at the book. Brad ruffled my hair "Your still Tom to me. It is what is in here that defines you" he said tapping my heart. I sighed "I'm so lucky having you as a brother, as fucked up as you are" I laughed more out of nerves than anything. His hands hugged me tighter "You have helped me so much Tom. And now?" he whispered "Have you a boyfriend?". I stared at the words on the pages "No" I replied "How come you haven't got a girl?". "Don't know" Brad said "Melinda was mediocre for sex but she was getting to needy and I got nothing out of it". Brad lifted his head "Stop changing the subject. Why haven't you got a boyfriend?" he asked. I sighed "I am not ready to explore yet" I replied, it was the truth as I had no courage or even knew where to start. Brad hugged me tighter "Who ever get's you will be one lucky person. Come on then read to me" he said. I wondered if I was becoming a bit of a shady pervert as I settled back in to his arms reading the book. It is a strange feeling when your step-brother is the closet another man has ever got to you, sitting here time just seemed to get away from us. We hadn't realised how late it got and headed back home, no further mention was made by either of us about that afternoon, assuming it was just us rekindling our brotherly love for each other. I checked the coast was clear and we wandered down the east wing of the ranch house in our lounge and found Seth sat there waiting for us. Brad stopped dead in his tracks and Seth stood up and walked towards Brad, I didn't know what to expect, I stood ready to defend him. Seth looked at his son and hugged him, Brad kept apologising for screwing everything up, he told Brad he was just happy to his son back. Seth looked at me "Thank you Tom" he said. I put the rucksack down "I'm sorry for going behind everyone's back". Seth walked over and hugged me "You had us worried behaving weirdly at first". "You knew?" I asked Seth who nodded. "They described you and your car as taking Brad away from campus" Seth said to me as I stood looking ashamed. It was obvious Seth was pleased that I managed to get through to Brad when no one else could. As Brad slept I retrieved my journal from the hiding place and wrote things in there again that should never have been down on paper... 'A strange yet weirdly happy day as we went to the river only this time I felt like I was sat there with a lover. His hands around my waist and head resting on my shoulders. I know this is my step-brother but sometimes feelings are stronger than actions and he wakens me in a very extraordinary way'. I looked debating weather I should have written this but my journal was holding the true me, quickly I hid it away again. Brad was left alone in my company for a week partaking in meals with the family in the evening for as long as he could tolerate it. At night I would read to him and we often fell asleep in the same bed, it was as if we were 8 and 10 again. Brad got his life together and started working for his father whilst finishing his education. So that was me growing up and how I helped my step-brother through his problem, oh, and fell in love with him. The table would turn in a few years time but that was something I could never have seen coming, especially when your so blinded by what you think is love but in reality was the opposite. I became the closest friend to Brad as well, we would tell each other everything and before you ask, no I didn't write those in my journal. I knew they were things best kept between us. Part of me was broken but happy when Brad started seeing Melinda again in this on off story of theirs, so much so that it became probably the most serious relationship for the time being. As if you hadn't guessed by now, Brad was the first instrumental person in my life, he shaped me as the person as we grew up together in a very unshakable way. We stuck to each other like glue and did everything together. My life really took shape and turned upside down a week before my 19th birthday celebrating a belated 18th birthday present, and this is where my story really begins to unfold...

My name is Thomas. I live in Davie, Florida. I am 5’ 8”, 145 pounds with pale white skin, green eyes and brown hair. The only hair on my body is on my head as I shaved everywhere else. A When I turned 18, and I told myself that I was going to use my birthday to lose my virginity, as I was still a virgin. I knew for some time that I was gay. I watched gay porn all the time and was particularly turned on by poz porn. I promised myself that for my first time that I wanted to be fucked by poz cock. As luck would have it , parents decided to get me a car for my 18th birthday. So that night, after everyone went to sleep I posted an add on Craigslist stating that it was my 18th birthday and that I wanted to get pozzed as my gift to myself. Within 20 minutes of posting my add I had 10 replies. I responded to each and asked if they were on or off meds. All, but 3 of them were on meds. So I decided to tell the other 7 they were out of the running and focused on the 3. The stats for the 3 were the first guy was black, 62, 6’ 4”, 250 pounds, bald with and 10” cock, the second guy was Hispanic, 33, 5’ 5”, 145 pounds, with curly hair and a 6” cock and the last guy was white, 5’ 9” 45 pounds, with a 6” cock. I decided that if I was going to lose my virginity and get pozzed I was going to go big so I told that black guy that he was the lucky winner. His name was Donte, and lived in Miramar Florida about a 20 minute drive from me. Donte asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. I said I was and then he gave me his address. I quietly snuck out of my house and headed to lose my virginity. About 25 minutes after I left my house, I pulled up donte’s house which was in a not so good neighborhood. I was super nervous but I knew that I wanted this and turned off my car and walked up to the door and knocked. Donte quickly answered the door with only a towel on. He let my in and guided me to the bedroom which was dark with only light being fat porn on mute on the tv and the only sound being techno music being played from an IHome speaker. I quickly undressed and laid on the bed. Donte dropped his towel showing off his big black cock which was 6” soft. Donte then laid on top of me and we started to make out. After a while Donte asked me if I was sure about this as once he stuck his cock in me he wasn’t pulling out that that his sperm was super potent and that I would get poz pregnant. I would him this is want I want and that I wanted him to impregnate me. With that Donte rolled over on the bed and told me to suck his cock. I tried my best to get as much of his cock in my mouth as I could, but it was just to big. That’s when Donte got off the bed and pulled my head over the edge of the bed, stood over me and started to face fucked me until I kept gagging on his cock. I could feel his cock get further and further down my throat as my gag reflexes seemed to give up. After what felt like 30 minutes of constant face fucking I finally was able to get all of dontes cock down my throat. My face was covered in pre cum and saliva, as his balls slapoed against my face. donte said that his cock was now ready to convert me. And he had me center myself on the bed, as he got on the bed. He then pulled my legs over his shoulders and lined up his cock to my boy pussy. I could feel the precum and saliva on my face begin to harden. Making it hard to open my eyes. Donte then came in for a long deep kiss and told me this was it. I won’t be leaving until I was impregnated. That’s when he rammed his cock in me. I tried to yell in pain, but he covered my mouth with his. Tears rolled down my face. It hurt so much. It felt like a baseball bat was in me. I was whimpering when he took his mouth off of mine, and he said I was no longer a virgin and that he was only half way. That’s when he took his whole cock out of me leaving me feeling empty. donte then rammed his cock in me again. I felt full inside and I could feel his cock in my stomach. I could see a bulge in my tummy from his cock. I could feel my ass muscles giving in as it tried to tighten and push dontes cock out, to no avail. Each penetration of dontes cock in me the tightening and pushing out of my boy pussy got weaker and weaker. Donte rammed his cock in me 5 or 6 times until I felt his balls against me. Donte then left his cock in me, until my ass finally stopped pulsating around his cock. That’s when he said I was finally open and went to town and long stroking his cock in and out of me. The sound of his balks clapping against my ass, and his and my grunting filled the room. After about 15 minutes of being dicked down the pain went away and pleasure took over. I started moaning loud and told Donte to fuck me harder and to breed me. Donte told me he was close to cumming and looked down at me starring me in the eyes. With our eyes locked Donte let out a loud yell, that’s when I felt his cock go deeper in me then before and his cock start to pulsate in me. I felt my insides get warm. After about 12 pulsates from dontes cock, Donte fell on top of me and said your now pregnant with my baby. We both fell asleep. A few hours later we woke up. Donte said are you ready for round two, as he had morning wood. I felt super sore but was also horny and said yes. That when Donte trapped lube from the top of his bedside dresser and rubber it on his cock and on my boy pussy. He told me that he wanted me to ride his cock. So I did my best to get up and lined my hole up to his cock. I then slowly lowered myself down. That’s when Donte grabbed my hip and pulled them down and raised his hips. Impaling me on his cock. I let out a loud moan. And went limp. Donte let his hips fall to the bed as he held my hips as to keep me impaled. After a minute or two of me just sitting there I started to move my hips, as the pain went away and the pleasure took over. that’s when my phone rang. It was my dad. Donte told me to answer the phone. I did as I was told. My dad asked me where I was and I told him in the best way I could trying to hold back moans that I had left to go to the gym. My dad told me to have a good work out and hung up. Donte laughed and said how would my dad feel knowing his white son was impaled on a old big poz black cock and was going to be pregnant with a poz black baby. My mind was gone at this point and I said I didn’t care and for Donte to cum in me and to give me his poz baby. after what felt like an hour of fucking Donte said are you ready for baby number 2, and grabbed my hips as he let out a load moan. I felt his cock pulsate in me as I could feel his cum fill my insides again. I then fell back in the bed, exhausted, covered in sweat and dontes cock leave my now ruined whole. After laying on the bed for a bit I rolled off the bed and got dressed. Donte told me to let him know when I got morning sickness and a positive pregnancy test. I told him I would as I left his house with my body being sore and my ass filled with cum. When I got to my house I took a shower and went on with my day. Donte and I fucked multiple times over the next month and then I got sick. I got the worst flu in my life. I told Donte this over the phone. He laughed and said it’s poz morning sickness, and to go and get a poz pregnancy test. I did as I was told and took a test. As luck would have it, it came back positive. I was indeed pregnant with a poz black baby. I was 18 and pregnant with a 62 year olds baby.

I went out down to my local fetish bar at the weekend. I'd agreed to meet a mate there in rubber, so I wore rubber jeans and t-shirt. I am a safe (mainly) leather top usually, but had been getting into rubber more and more. We met up and had a few drinks and chatted. After a while I went for a wander around the dark area looking for a boi to abuse, where my dick suddenly firmed up when I saw a rubber daddy in waders chaps and jacket leading a slave off into the smoking area. I followed them and looked on as the daddy installed his will on the slave, and had him hooked up into a sling in no time. The daddy saw me and ushered me in towards the sling to fuck his slave. I said "I don't do raw" and the daddy smiled and handed me some water. After a few mouthfuls I was beginning to feel strange yet horny and before I knew it, I was positioning myself at the slave's hole ready to fuck him. As I began thrusting in and out I felt a finger probe my gradually dilating hole, and the daddy whispered to me about my "hot tight hole." I was starting to lose myself and found the daddy starting to line his cock up at my hole, which was betraying me and begging to be filled. As I came in the slave's hole, I slumped over and kissed his hooded head. All the time this was happening, my own hole was being violated but I was beginning to not mind. My ass had never been used in this way and slowly wanted more and more. The daddy removed the slave from the sling and told me to hop in. Now I was hungry for this daddy to take me and become his slave. As I laid down, he strapped me in and said "One final touch" before placing a collar around my neck. I had never been so horny, and, presumably due to whatever was in the water, was beginning to turn into a slut. "Yep, you're hot boy. I know what you need" and he started to fuck me again. I was flying at this point. Then the daddy leaned towards my ear and told me "I'm going to make you mine, boy, but that ass suggests you need using." I just nodded and kept saying "Yes! Yes! You're the first to have me raw." All the slutty things I was saying seemed to drive him on. I can't recall exactly how much longer I spent in that sling, but I awoke in a cage a few hours later, this time I was leashed to a hook. I struggled but movement was limited, and there was a dogbowl which had water in it in the cage, but after I drank it, I settled down and relaxed. As the daddy entered the room, he was in a full rubber suit, and carrying another one for me to wear. He summoned me to his feet from the cage and helped me out of my own gear into the full suit. Soon I was getting hard from seeing the two of us in the suits and he produced a pair of hoods for us to wear. Soon we were like a pair of rubber clones. He secured the collar back around my neck and tugged at the lead for me to move, gradually leading me to his sling in the corner of the room. I was no longer caring how long I'd been there or what was my destiny. As I hopped into the sling, the daddy strapped me in, and placed mittens on my hands. I now just looked like a rubber thing to be used. "It takes a certain kind of pig to get me interested slave" he said, as was adjusting the height, "and you, whether you like it or not, are going to become MY pig, but to do that you are going to be bred to my specification." I felt the zip in the suit ass area begin to be unzipped, and flashes of worry mixed with horniness had me giddy. "To be my boy, you need my seed running through your veins, my toxic seed will bend you to my will, change you and your outlook boy." I was feeling his fingers at my hole, knowing that I had been chosen to serve this rubber daddy was making me moan with pleasure, obliterating the common sense of the reality, that this rubbered god was going to poz me and own me. As he begun to fuck me harder, I knew that this was my destiny. Flying on poppers and chemmed drink, the rubber pig I had in my mind began to unleash itself and take over me, making me feel like this was my purpose. "Get ready pig, here comes your future." He grunted as he came up me, his seed seemingly flowing endlessly into me. He gasped as he emptied the last of his load in my ass, and stayed in there as he slumped over and caught his breath. I whispered "Thank you" as he pulled out. He kissed me and smiled as he said "This is your new life pig. I wanted a new toxic rubber boy, and soon you'll be one." I was elated - and exhausted. Inside me something had broken, now all there was in there now was a desire to serve my daddy and make him proud. Come Sunday evening, I was well and truly fucked. A one-time safe neg boy, now finding himself sliding towards toxic piggery. As the evening began to draw in, daddy took me into his playroom and had me dress up in an assless rubber wrestling singlet. When I thought that would be that, he mentioned he'd been in contact with some other rubber pigs who he wanted to come over and train me up to be their cumdump, and that the wrestling suit will allow them all to get their loads in me. I smiled, as I knew a part of me died and was reborn. Serving a rubber daddy and being used for his pleasure would be the perfect way to erase my previous existence. To thank him, I fell to my knees and began to suck on the cock that had changed my priorities. Things change. It had been five months since I'd become the property of my Rubberpigdad. After a short illness, I had an HIV test and it came back positive. My initial devastation wasn't as much as I thought it would be. Becoming poz felt right. I walked out of the clinic with a hard on. Daylight was a random affair. I had begun to wear rubber all the time as he commanded, and it was only a matter of time before it would become untenable to keep it a secret under my workclothes. I had become used to the plugs Rubberpigdad would use to keep the cum up my hole too, and realising that my normal life was no longer an option, I decided to take him up on the offer and submit fully to him 24/7. To be permanently collared and rubbered at his disposal. Fortunately he worked mostly from home and so would regularly breed me. I'd basically become his slave/ boy/ pig whatever and was happy to serve him. That weekend, Rubberpigdad said he'd wanted me to pass on the baton. I was stoked up. I'd been told to not wank or cum - which seeing as I had a CBT device on my cock, I couldn't really do anyway, and to wear my tightest suit. As I'd been muscling up to Rubberpigdad's specifications, the suit fitted me like a skin substitute, making me feel incredible. Like some human sex toy with muscles showing in the tight shiny black material. I hooded up, and was completely rubbered from head to toe. As midnight neared, Rubberpigdad and I drove into town to that bar where I first met him. The bar was full of hot guys in leather and rubber. I could visualise what some of these guys looked like out of gear, and the thought that they had succumb to their fantasies - which I had done - caused me to get hard. Rubberpigdad lead me into the club on a leash and guys stared at as. Some in fear. Some in awe. We sat at the bar, and Rubberpigdad told me of his plans for the evening. "You need a brother, boy" I was intrigued "I want you to select who will become your pigbrother and my second slave, when you have chosen, we will take him and you will spend however long it takes to make him poz and bring him into the family." Once upon a time I would've been horrified at such a thing, but tonight I was licking my lips at the challenge and desperate to please my owner.

I agree. The right wing has become the party of Putin and insane Q anon BS. I miss the classic Republicans. I have a problem with extremism, trending strongly centrist myself. And I am tired of being PC. Agree we shouldn't be intentionally insulting, but our neighbors would do well to develop a thicker skin.

The simplest things that I still enjoy from my childhood are kinda silly. I love drinking chocolate milk from the same sippy cup I had when I was little. I stopped putting the lid on it when I was in middle school but from time to time I still like to put it on and feel like a little kid. The other thing is my baby blanket and Winnie the Pooh bear. I still sleep with them when I’m home and sometimes I bring them to the family room when I’m home alone. The last thing is I still like to snuggle with my mom in the morning. I’m not a morning person at all and need a little while to wake up. If she’s on the couch when I get up I curl up with her and she rubs my back and legs while I finish waking up.

I’ve only been DP’d twice but it’s pretty fucking awesome. It feels like you have a massively thick cock inside you. The feeling is awesome when the guys fuck in different rhythms. It’s hard to pull off position wise but if you got the right size tops and the right position, it’s incredible. Only one of the guys who was DP’ing me one of the two times came inside. Because my hole was stretched so tight from both cocks, I felt him cum really hard, felt every pulse.

Smooth ass up in darkened room from noon taking/swapping loads.

I am one, soooooo... definitely pro cumslut, and love bareback creampies, the taste, smell, feel, everything about cum is my number one fetish. The more the merrier. I am a bareback bottom only (no condoms and I don't top). Yep, love all cum... No matter where it's from.

My favourite too!

I love that you’re conscious of the niche identity fetishizing. I feel like folks deserve to be more than a presumably large dicked top based on their tan, but by being aware of that and taking it over the top it’s not that at all - in my opinion. Don’t listen to the guys who pick. Wtf wouldn’t a person msg that offline or offer to copy edit (hereby offering my editorial services) …

Getting a faggot to suck your cock with an audience is a great way to get them to own what they are and comfortable with letting everyone know that they are a cocksucking faggot. Same goes with fucking them up the ass with an audience. Once you get a slut over it’s inhibitions about being known as a cumdump, it can really start getting used by more and more men. It can give up on trying to pretend to be a man and take it’s rightful place on it’s knees, serving men. l like to make shy young faggots suck my cock where it absolutely knows other people are going to see them blowing me. lt is just a step towards becoming completely uninhibited fucktoys. once they own it and everyone knows what a cockhungry faggot they are, they can just take loads wherever, whenever, dress like whores and cruise in public for cock. Plus the more men who see you sucking cock, the more men who will offer you their cocks to suck. I own a boy who’s dad caught him blowing guys and getting fucked but didnt start fucking his boys pussy until he saw his son whoring his ass on the street dressed like a tranny hooker.

Matt wakes up a few hours later. The guy is gone, but he left his phone number and name – Travis. Matt thinks, “So much for a name that begins with “S”?” He laughs. That evening he calls Travis and leaves a message. Travis calls back. By Midnight, Matt is back in his bed with 2 more of Travis’ loads in his ass. Matt just sat on Travis raw cock this time and Travis came in his ass without asking. Travis and Matt start seeing each other casually – just sex, not really dating. It’s comfortable and uncomplicated. If Matt and Travis can meet up, they do. If not, no obligations. Matt likes how the Travis cock feels when they fuck. Travis says he loves how Matt’s ass feels wrapped on his raw cock. About 6 weeks into Travis and Matt fucking around, Matt is over at Travis place. Travis has just unloaded in Matt’s ass. He pulls out and flops on his bed. Matt is thirsty. He asks if Travis wants some water. Travis says yes, but then says Matt should put on his underwear because his roommate might be home. Matt says, “Won’t hide much.” They both laugh. Matt puts on his black briefs and goes to the kitchen for some water. The roommate is in the kitchen and is surprised to see Matt almost naked wander into view. Matt blushes and apologizes. He says he is there to get some water for himself and Travis. The roommate gets Matt the glasses and says, “You sound really sexy getting fucked.” Matt says, “How do you know it was me getting fucked?” The roommate says, “I know what Travis sounds like when he gets fucked. Travis is a loud bottom.” The roommate laughs. Travis comes to the kitchen. He laughs and says, “Hey. No stories.” Matt and the roommates stand around laughing and talking. Travis is the shorts and tee that he answered the door wearing earlier. Matt is still in his briefs. As they are talking, the roommates makes some vodka drinks and the guys start drinking and hanging out. They are trying to decide on what to order for dinner – Chinese, Mexican or pizza. No one can decide. But they have another cocktail. Matt and the roommate go to the kitchen to make the second round of drinks. Matt bends over to fill the glasses with ice. The roommate says in a low voice, “Dude you have a wet spot on your underwear. Travis must have used a lot of lube.” Matt is embarrassed. He turns red all over. Matt puts the glasses with ice on the counter and turns to leave for his pants. The roommate stops him and says, “Don’t put on more clothes sexy. I like that I can see you just got fucked. It makes you look so much sexier.” The roommate rubs his hand on Matt’s body. Matt says, “Well I do love getting fucked and showing off.” The roommate says, we need a little more ice. Matt bends over the freezer and shows off his wet spot on his underwear as he slowly fills the glasses with ice. The roommate rubs his hand on Matt’s brief clad ass. Matt pushes his ass back so the roommate can feel the wet spot. Matt and the roommate make the drinks and return to Travis. The three of them are chatting and hanging out. Matt is comfortable being in just his briefs. This round goes down fast. Matt is back in the kitchen helping the roommate with the drinks again. This time the roommate puts his hard cock on Matt’s brief covered ass. Matt pushes the back of his briefs down and says, “Like my ass?” The roommate says yes and feels Matt’s hole. He says, “You are still so wet” as he slips a finger in Matt’s ass. He pulls his finger out and leans over to lick Matt’s ass. Matt pushes his ass back on the tongue and opens his cheeks so the tongue can slip in more. The roommate says, “I taste cum. Is Travis load in your ass?” Matt admits that it is. The roommate quickly slips his jeans down and slides his raw cock on Matt’s hole. “Can I just stick it in a bit?” Matt says, “Just the tip.” Matt feels the large cock push inside him, grunts and says, "That is more than just the tip." The cock pushes all the way in. Balls on his ass. The guys hear Travis say, “Where is my drink?” and can hear him walking to the kitchen. The roommate pulls his cock out of Matt's ass and puts his cock away. Matt pulls up his briefs. The roommate grabs the vodka and Matt opens the refrigerator for some more Sprite. Matt says they are almost out so each vodka just gets a splash of Sprite this time. The roommate fills the glasses with more vodka. Travis says, “Right on. Strong round.” The guys go back in the living room. The roommate says, “Travis did you see the wet spot on Matt’s briefs?” Travis says no. Matt, now tipsy, stands up and shows Travis the wet spot. Travis puts down his drink and feels Matt’s ass and the wet spot. Travis says, “Yeah. Matt you are really wet.” Matt says, “It’s your load.” Travis pulls Matt into his lap. The roommate says, “Fucking bareback again Travis?” Travis shrugs. Matt can feel Travis is getting hard. Matt slips his legs over Travis legs and leans back. He takes a drink. Travis kisses him. Matt kisses Travis back. The roommate watches as Travis and Matt make out in this position. Matt is getting hard in his briefs. Matt slips his hand in his briefs as he makes out with Travis. Travis slips his hand in Matt’s briefs too. Travis grabs Matt’s cock and strokes it. Travis pushes his hard cock on Matt’s ass. Matt can feel Travis hard cock through his briefs and Travis shorts. Matt reaches under him, still kissing the roommate, and feels Travis cock. Matt rubs Travis’ cock. Travis pushes Matt to his feet. The roommate slightly tugs Matt’s arm. He is sitting on the couch and Matt bends over to kiss him. Travis is rubbing his hard cock on Matt’s ass and holding Matt’s waist. Travis slips his hands inside Matt’s underwear. Matt pushes his underwear off and steps out of them. Matt pushes his ass back. Naked and bent over kissing the roommate, Matt hears the first roommate say, “Fuck him Trav.” Travis drops his shorts and slides his raw cock into Matt. Matt moans as he takes Travis raw cock in him for the second time that evening. It feels good. Travis is holding Matt’s waist and fucking him hard. The roommate presents his cock to Matt. Matt starts sucking cock. He is being spitroasted by Travis and his roommate, who he just met. Matt is in heaven. He is feeling good in his ass, his mouth, his cock – hands are feeling his body. Things are escalating. Travis’ cock is pounding Matt’s ass. Matt is having a hard time sucking cock because it keeps getting shoved down his throat. He is gagging. He puts his hands on the roommate’s skinny pelvis to stead himself. He feels mostly skin and bone. The dude is very thin with a huge cock. The roommate can tell Matt is uncomfortable. He pulls his cock out of Matt’s mouth and pulls him up to kiss him. Travis is still fucking Matt. Matt moans and grunts as Travis pummels his ass. The roommate kisses Matt and feels Matt moaning as they kiss. He pulls back and watches Matt in the ecstasy of the moment. He says, “You like Travis cock in you?” Matt moans yes. Roommate says, “You want him to cum in your ass again?” Matt opens his eyes and says, “Yes.” Roommate says, “You are getting fucked bareback. You know he isn’t wearing a condom.” Travis says, “Matt let me fuck him raw the first time we fucked, didn’t you Matt?” Matt says, “I did.” Travis says, “I’m close. Beg for my load.” Matt looks at the first roommate and says, “Cum in my ass. Give me your load.” Travis fucks Matt for another minute and then grabs Matt’s hips, buries his cock inside and shoots his load. Travis pulls out. The roommate lays Matt back on the couch. He leans in and says, “I want to fuck you. Do you want me to wear a condom?” Matt hesitates and looks at Travis. Travis says, “I might have one if you want it.” Travis leaves the room to get a condom. Matt strokes the roommate’s big cock. The roommate says, “Can I fuck you raw until Travis comes back?” Matt guides the raw cock to his hole. Matt spreads his legs and lets the roommate’s raw cock inside his freshly bred asshole. Matt moans as the guy fucks his ass. He is opening his ass more for this bigger cock. He says, “You feel so big in me.” The roommate fucks Matt on his back for awhile, then flips him so Matt is hanging over the back of the couch. Matt sees Travis come back in the room, condom in his hand. Travis says, “Found a condom. Guess you decided to take it bare though?” Roommate says, “He did. I’m in him raw right now. Feels good right Matt?” Matt moans and says, “Yeah it does.” Matt looks at Travis. Travis hands Matt the condom. Matt takes it. Roommate says, “Want me to wear the condom?” Matt says, “Just keep fucking me raw.” Roommate says, “Fuck yeah” and keeps fucking Matt’s unprotected ass while Matt is holding the unopened condom. The roommate speeds up his fuck. Matt can tell he is getting close. The guy says, “Where do you want my load?” Matt says, “Cum in my ass.” The guy groans out and blows his load in Matt’s unprotected ass. The first roommate pulls out and says, “Thanks slut. Gonna shower.” He slaps Matt’s ass and heads off to the bathroom. Travis grabs Matt’s arm, pulls him into his lap. Travis asks, “Feels better bareback doesn’t it?” Matt says, “Yeah it does.” Travis says, “I knew you would give it up bareback the first night we fucked. I had a condom but pretended I didn’t. When you took off your pajama pants and showed me your hole after I told you I didn’t have a condom, I knew you wanted it bareback.” Matt says, “I wanted to get fucked. I was glad when you didn’t have a condom. I think I hate using them now.” Travis says, “I can tell. You gave it up bare to my roommate easy enough.” Matt is kinda embarrassed and says, “Was that slutty?” Travis says, “Yes. But he fucks every guy bare. His cock is seductive. He fucked me bare the first day we met. Just like he fucked you bare bent over this couch.” Matt feels Travis is hard again. Matt positions Travis cock and sits on it. Matt’s hole is open and wet now. Travis easily slides inside. Matt rides Travis cock as he jerks off. Travis says, “You have so much cum in you. I can feel it.” Matt says, “Me too.” Travis removes Matt’s hand from his cock and replaces it with his own. He says, “You can cum when you get me off with your ass.” Matt concentrates on Travis cock. He tightens and loosens his hole on the cock while riding it. He is acting like a slut. Moaning like one too. Travis is stroking Matt, but the feeling in Matt’s ass are getting him off. Matt can’t control it. Cum shoots out of his cock and covers Matt’s chest and abs. As it does, Matt’s ass squeezes Travis abruptly and sends Travis into orgasm – shooting his third load into Matt’s ass that evening. Matt and Travis collapse on each other.

I think @Phallarchist has hit the nail on the head. STI's are not desirable by anyone except for bug-chasers...

I woke up later that night still feeling like crap. A massive headache, body aches, cold and sweats. Daddy came in with some water and i sat up and drank a few sips. "How are you feeling", he asked "Like crap but happy. I am glad i am finally pregnant with your baby", i told him He smiled and leaned in and gave me soft yet sensual wet kiss. I opened my mouth and let his invading tongue in my accepting mouth. I felt his hand work towards my ass, and i lifted up one leg to allow him access to my hole. His other hand was on my hard cock. "I see you are still hard", he said smiling "I am and have been all night. It weird i am in so much pain and misery but when i wake up to roll over, i notice my cock is hard. I am so excited that i am having your baby", i said softly "I am too.", Daddy said as he rolled my on my side and climbed on the bed and replaced his fingers with his cock and gently worked it in. I just lay there limp letting him take me. "Your pussy is so wet and tight ". Your pussy and my cock were meant for each other. You know i was meant to breed your and make you pregnant and have my baby+", he said in my ear "Yes Daddy from the first time we met i know i wanted to mate with you and give myself to you. I am not happy unless you take me and own me. I am yours", i said moaning as he fucked me With those words he started to pound me me good. He then wrapped his hand around my cock and started to massage it in the same tempo he was fucking me. My eyes closed and i just lay there in pure bliss knowing i was going to get another load of my Daddy's seed in me. He fucked me like that for what seemed like another 20 minutes and i finally shot and my cunt spasmed around his fuck stick that was in me and i felt his expand and shoot in me. "Uhhhh here you go boy take my seed. I am making your cunt mine. Your whole body belongs to me", he moaned as he shot his poz load in me. After he was done he pulled out gave me his cock to clean which i gladly did and then he put a butt plug in me. "I want it to soak into your cunt", he said as he left I dozed off to sleep happy with more of my Daddy's hot cum in me. The morning i woke up around 10am. I felt a little better but still had body aches and a fever. Daddy helped me out of the bed and took me to tub of warm water he had prepared. I soaked in it and washed myself off. Daddy helped to clean me and dry me off and then took me back to a bed with clean linen. I sat up and drank some soup that he brought to me along with some ginger ale. After i ate half the soup i lay back down and went to sleep. I would awake later that afternoon with Daddy fucking me slowly inseminating my pussy again with his hot charged load. It would be like that over the next couple of days. Daddy stayed at home with me and took care of me. He made sure i was hydrated, fed and most important bred at least 2x per day. On day 5 I felt almost fully recovered. I still felt tired if i exerted myself too much but other than that felt fine. It was about 6pm and i had made dinner and was waiting for Daddy to come home. I was dressed in off white lace thong panties and wore nipple rings. As he walked into the house he saw me. "My little whore looks better now. Somebody's pussy all wet", he smiled and asked me I walked over to him dropped on my knees and pulled down his pants and underwear and sucked voraciously on his huge meat. After a couple minutes of sucking his cock we took it over to the couch. He pulled down my panties, lifted my legs and ate my ass out. "Ohhhh Daddy eat my pussy please", i moaned He ate me out and fingered my getting my cunt all wet. Then he put his mammoth cock at the entrance of my cunt and pushed it in. As always it hurt but also felt so good. It had been a while since he rammed me hard and he was hungry. "I am going to fuck the shit out of bitch", he said as he started to pound my hole "Yes Daddy please fuck me like your whore, your slut. Fuck me hard, ram me, wreck my hole please", he cried With that he started to ram me with passion and anger. He didnt care if i was enjoying it or not, i was just a hole a piece of meat. He was fucking me so hard and throwing me all over the couch in different positions he was turning my insides into mush and wrecking them. I luved when he took me like this. It made me feel so animalistic and primal. I was there just there as a cunt to pleasure him, a body to use and a pussy to fill with his hot load. I let him do with me as he wish and loved every minute of it. When i was on all fours and fucking me from behind sometimes he would grab my hair to pull me back up and lean my back into this chest. The he played with my nipples, twisting them, using the clamps as handles. "OOOOOWwwwwww", i cried as he twisted and pulled my nipple hard "Shut up bitch take it. You know you love your nipples being played with", he commanded He knew me too well. Yes it hurt like crap but it also felt incredible. In fact so incredible i almost came. Leaning back into him we share a wet sloppy kiss with his tongue raping my mouth. Then his mouth went on the side of my neck and hit my sweet spot, first kissing then sucking then biting. That along with him working over my nipples i started to come. My cunt clamped down on his meat and he moaned knowing he was going to shoot a hot load into me. "Ohhhh here you go bitch", he moaned as he shot 6 spurts into my cunt. After he calmed down he pulled out, i turned around and cleaned him off and we kissed deeply. We fell back on the couch with him on top of me and he was between my legs. We stayed there and just made out. It was beautiful. The next day he had to work and i ran errands preparing for school and looking for a job. I noticed the clinic where i went to get tested was looking for a nurses assistant. When i pulled up the job it said office or work experience without a degree is ok and they offered on the job training. I filled in the online application and submitted it. Daddy came home with Mexican food for dinner. After dinner he said he wanted to go to a bar and hang out. "Now that you are converted and i have marked you as my own we are moving on to the next step of you being a good whore", he said He told me to dress up in the new outfit he brought home. I went to go and change. He had brought me a hot pink and black jock strap that had the word "whore" on the back strap in hot pink, and tight short mesh shorts where you could see what was underneath and a back slit so you could easily access my hole. I also put on a thin leather collar and tight tank top with holes for my nipples to come out. I also put on the nipple magnet clips. He also got me thigh high sheer black socks which look a little like stockings and boots. The boots were black matte leather ankle high with a fat heel. When I put them on the height of the heel made me stand up so my ass pushed out a bit. I put on a little mascara to thicken my lashes but not lengthen them. When i was done i looked in the mirror and even i had to admit if i were a top id fuck the shit out of me. I looked like a sexy whore you would find working the corner. My Daddy came up from behind me, wrapped one arm around my waist and the other grabbing my chest and nipples with his mouth on my neck i just leaned back into him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hole. "You look so delicious and cheap. They are going to have fun with you tonight", he said I look a little startled. " Who is they", i asked "You will see", he said. I grinded my ass against his hard cock trying to get him to fuck me. "Daddy please fuck me please", i begged "No bitch. You are not getting my seed right now. You are going to be a good whore tonight", he said I was both excited and scared of what was going to happen tonight.

I love when a chub gives his body up for my usage!! I married a thiccc white boy just to have a regular penis house to unload in.

If i am in the lucky position to pick where he cums from fucking me... i love flat on my tummy prone bone to start with... he can cum that way of course if he wants to... but if i am with the right guy... def missionary on my back with my legs and arms wrapped around him. I want him to try to keep his tongue in my mouth while he's actually shooting ropes inside me... and then he collapses in a heap on top of me but still doesn't pull out for a while afterwards... while we keep kissing. 🙂

well we know a good rinse and the hole is spotless

Part five – One Hot Minute  When I came back to the world of the living, I was lying on the rubber bed in my black room. As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized something was wrong. I felt AWFUL. My body was aching all over, I was very cold and very hot at the same time. My head was spinning, I felt sick. I tried standing up, but my whole body felt too heavy, and I had trouble getting on my feet. I was also extremely thirsty. I felt like I was high, but I knew it wasn’t the case. I clearly had a fever.  The door opened and Daddy came in. He was dressed in a dramatic looking black rubber uniform that covered him from head to toe. The top looked like an old uniform with a front panel and buttons on the side, it was gorgeous. His rubber pants were clinging tightly to his legs and showcased his massive bulge. I wanted to get my face in it and worship it, but the thought of actually doing so was making me nauseous. I was still lying down and once again tried to get up to greet my master, but all I could manage to do was extend my arms and whimper softly.  “Hey boy, I’m back. Did you enjoy your little trip in Wonderland?”   As soon as he saw me squirming pathetically his demeanor changed and he looked concerned.  “Are you alright boy? Feeling under the weather?”  “Yes Daddy, I think I’m sick”.  He put his hand on my forehead and smiled.  “Good news, boy. You’re finally converting. What you are experiencing right now is what we call the fuck flu. You are officially becoming a true poz. You are having a fever, quite high actually, and that’s the best part about it. Your body is on fire, almost literally, burning hot with HIV. That means your hole is now warmer than it will ever be. Which also means I will take full advantage of it. There is nothing like fucking a burning feverish hole raw, it’s a rare delicacy I was looking forward to. I’ll just have to make sure you don’t get too hot and end up with brain damage, now let me see...”  He must have been prepared for this situation because he somehow already had a thermometer in a pocket, he then pulled my legs up like a baby and shoved it in my ass. After a few seconds he took it out and looked satisfied.  “A nice 102 degrees. You have some fire in you right now, boy. I’ll have to take your temperature regularly to make sure it doesn’t go above 103, so I’ll give you a little something to stabilize you. Wait a second.”  Daddy left the room and came back after a minute. During his absence, my mind started reeling. I was obviously not under the influence of any drug at the moment, so I could think semi-clearly (despite the fever and terrible ache all over my body). As much as everything felt like a dream up to this point, I was now living a nightmare. I had been experiencing so much pleasure in the last days (or was it weeks? I wasn’t so sure anymore) and it was all crashing down. Strangely, I did not feel any regret about my choice of becoming Daddy’s sex slave. I trusted him to get me through this, and if he could get something more out of this, then it was for the best. But dear God did I feel awful right now. I was very anxious for him to come back and make me feel better because I thought I was about to pass out. And I was so, so thirsty. On top of this, I wasn’t horny in the slightest. I knew Daddy would fuck me very soon, but I wasn’t finding the idea so appealing. All I wanted was to go back to sleep and wake up better. And poz.  And that was the thread I was hanging on at the moment which would make me go through this ordeal. Becoming poz. It was underway and there was no stopping it whatsoever. I would never be anything else than a poz chem slut for my Daddy. Why did I find it so fucking hot? I was asking myself this question since the first time I caught Rick with the other boy having chem sex and making poz talk. It was still a complete mystery as to why it makes my dick so hard. The thought of this being a permanent situation. A complete submission to my dark desires I didn’t even know I had. I went with the idea so fast it almost scared me. I never really took the time to think it through and truly consider the consequences of my choice. But no matter how hard I thought about it, if I was under the influence of a drug or not, I couldn’t help but be turned on by the thought of being infected with HIV, becoming poz and taking toxic loads up my ass for the rest of my life while getting high as fuck. It surely sounded better than having to work to make a living. And the pleasure... The most intense pleasure I couldn’t even imagine was possible. Relentless, endless, permanent pleasure. I wasn’t feeling any pleasure now, but I knew this wouldn’t last long; I could hear footsteps, my Daddy was coming back to take care of me.  Daddy came back pushing a rolling cart with several items on it. Pill bottles, syringes, bottles with some clear liquid in it and a few items I couldn’t see. He handed me a pill and a glass with a single mouthful of water in it and told me to take it. I didn’t waste time but was thoroughly disappointed by the small quantity of water. I really needed to drink.  “There, your fever shouldn’t rise any more for a while. I’ll check your temp again later. I’m also willing to bet you’re not feeling very horny right now, aren’t you, boy? We’ll fix that too. I don’t want to be the only one having fun, you know? I just need to make sure it doesn’t rise your body temperature too much. You should be good for one more degree.”  My head was spinning and I was feeling very cold. I was a bit wary of taking drugs and I started shivering.   “I’m going to give you something milder than usual, you’re already quite fucked up as it is, just not quite horny enough. Let’s try out what you’ve got out of your recent trip in Wonderland.”  While saying that, Daddy unzipped his rubber pants and took out his massive poz dick.  “Put that in your mouth and swallow everything that comes out of it. It’ll make you feel much, much better, you’ll see.”  I did as I was told and instantly started to suck on his cock.  “Don’t suck it, faggot, just put the tip in your mouth and don’t move. Make sure you don’t spill a single drop.”  I stopped sucking and let the head of his cock rest between my lips, making a tight seal around his semi-hard dick. After a few seconds piss started to flow into my mouth. To my surprise it tasted bitter and sweet, not a bad taste at all.   “This is chem piss, boy. I spent the last few hours doing T with some friends upstairs and now my body is flushing it out into your mouth. Drink all of it and you’ll get a nice high, just enough for someone in your situation. For the moment you’re not getting anything else, it could be dangerous. Well, maybe some poppers later. If you’re a good enough boy I might even also piss into your ass, my bladder is quite full so there is plenty more where that’s coming from.”  As I was gulping relentlessly on his chem piss to keep up with the flow and not choke, I could feel his cock getting progressively harder in my mouth. The pressure of the piss stream was getting stronger, and it was starting to hit the back of my throat. The feeling was far more pleasurable than I anticipated, and I could see that I would enjoy piss play a lot in the future. Drinking my Daddy’s fluids was insanely erotic, and I wished I could see myself in the position I was in. It was funny that even a few days ago the thought of doing what I was doing right now would have disgusted me to no end, but now I just wanted more piss down my throat. As a bonus, I no longer felt thirsty and my horniness was quickly coming back, but I wasn’t sure if it was the chem piss or just the act itself that was turning me on. I could feel my cock getting hard and leaking big drops of precum on my rubber bed.  “I’m amazed how quickly you learn to be such a pig slut, dear boy. I’m very proud of you. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, but you really were born to be a chemmed up poz slut for your Daddy.”  Piss was still freely flowing into my mouth, and I was starting to wonder if it would ever end, and then it did. Daddy left his cock there as the last few drops leaked out for me to swallow. When he was satisfied that I drank everything, Daddy stepped back and smiled at me.  “Feeling better, now?”  “Yes, much better, thank you Daddy.”  “You enjoyed being my personal urinal, boy?”  “Yes Daddy, I love drinking your chem piss. It’s way better than I expected and it’s making me horny.”  “Good, because you’ll be drinking a lot of my piss in the future. It’ll help keep you high, hydrated, and subservient to me.”  “Yes, Daddy.”  I was feeling a bit less cold, but I was still shivering a bit.  “Now boy lay on your stomach while we wait for the chem piss to take hold in your system.”  I did as I was told and as soon as I was comfortable, Daddy poured something cold and oily on me and started giving me a massage, running his big strong hands all over my shoulders, back, butt and legs. It felt incredible and the shivers slowly went away. Massages pretty much always feel nice, but this was something else, the fever made my skin overly sensitive and I was in ecstasy. “I told you I was going to take very good care of you. I’m totally using you for my own pleasure, but I want to make sure you too are having a good time. You’re my slave, but you are also my poz son and your wellbeing is very important to me. Just relax and let me make you feel better while you’re sick. In a couple days the fever and aches will be gone and will have finally completed your seroconversion. I’ll personally test you for HIV, it will be positive, of course, and I’ll monitor your viral load over the coming weeks and months. I won’t put you on meds right away. I want you to get a very high load in your system before we bring it down. I’ll keep breeding you to charge you up, but there is so much I can give you now, since you already have my strain. So, to spice things up I’ll start sharing you with my friends. Some have different, more virulent strains. Some even have full-blown AIDS. I have a couple acquaintances who stopped all medication a while ago and don’t have much time left. They will all fill your ass with their extremely toxic cum. Hopefully you’ll develop your own mutant strain that you can gift back to the rest of the community. You’ll be like an HIV incubator, a mother to the Virus. The thing is, though, I’ve decided you would be an exclusive total bottom. I don’t want my slut to top anyone. So, we’ll have to come up with other ways for you to share your gift. I hope you enjoyed your trip on the brainwashing machine, because you’ll spend a lot of time hooked to it. I’ll have to milk you like a cow to collect your seed and give it to my virus worshipping friends.”  Daddy’s insanely perverted poz talk, coupled with the chem piss I just drank and the massage were pushing several buttons in my brain, and I was getting very horny. My ass was starting to itch, and the fever only made it more intense. I was getting anxious for Daddy to start fucking me as soon as possible and started wiggling my butt to try and send a signal. Daddy caught it quite quickly and shoved an oily finger into my hole. I instantly arched my back and raised by butt in the air to try and get more of his finger in.  “Woah, I take it you’re ready for my cock in your burning ass, boy?  “Yes, please, fuck me Daddy, I need it.”  He poured some more oil between my ass cheeks and lifted me up so I was on all fours. I could feel the tip of his cock brushing against my hole, mixing his precum with the oil.  “You want it, boy? You want that big poz dick in your tight burning seroconverting ass?”  “Yes, please Daddy !!” I was almost crying.  “You sure you’re not too sick to fuck? Maybe I should let you rest...” Now he was teasing me, and it was pure torture. I kept begging him while pushing my ass against his cock.  “As you wish then.”  With that said he entered me in one swift move. He wasn’t even all the way in yet when he let out a very loud, ecstatic moan and pushed the rest in me without stopping until he was balls deep in my ass.  “Holy fucking Christ that ass is FLAMING HOT. So fucking warm. My dick is in heaven right now. Holy shit this feels good. I wish you had a fever all the time.”  He stood still, without moving, savouring the extreme warmth of my feverish asshole.   “I’ll have to find a way to induce a fever to get that hot ass from time to time, this is way too good. It’s been a while since I got the chance to fuck a seroconverting slut. Holy fuck! This is what I’ve been waiting for since you accepted my virus. There’s truly nothing better than a fuck flu ass.”  On my end of things, the fever made everything feel better. Daddy’s cock sliding inside my rectum was hitting a whole lot of fired up nerves and everything felt way more sensitive than usual. I was so hot and warm that his cock felt a bit colder than usual. Daddy started picking up the pace and I was starting to really feel the chem piss’ effect. As turned on as I was, my cock went a bit limp, but I could feel cum oozing out if it and onto the rubber bed. I buried my face on the cold black mattress to focus on Daddy’s pounding while enjoying a relentless string of micro-orgasms.  “This is like fucking a furnace. Jesus, it’s amazing. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that hot ass, boy. I hope your enjoying yourself because we’re in for quite a ride.”  I managed to reply, mumbling with my face still stuck on the rubber mattress.   “Oh God yes Daddy, keep fucking me. This is so fucking good.”  “Can you feel your DNA being rewritten, boy? Can you feel yourself becoming a true poz?”  “Yes Daddy, I can feel it. I’m pregnant with your virus. You truly fertilized me and now I’m carrying your poz babies. Please give me more seed to feed my children and make them stronger and more toxic. Fill me up please Daddy.”  I was getting desperate for more poz cum in my ass. I wanted Daddy to drain his balls inside me. It didn’t take long. It must have been only a minute before I felt Daddy become stiff while he buried his cock as deep as possible, shooting his toxic load inside my ass. I could swear I felt it hitting my walls and burning my guts. Daddy didn’t say anything while coming, just a deep, long growl. “Son, I’m not pulling out anytime soon, your ass is way too hot for that. But I still have to pee. Brace yourself more chem piss followed by a nice piss fuck.”  After a few seconds Daddy was giving me my first ever chem piss enema. I couldn’t feel much at first, but after a while I could tell something was filling me up. It lasted a while; Daddy still had a lot of piss in his bladder even after what he gave me to drink earlier. Since he was still rock hard from the drugs he had in him and the fucking he gave me, there was a lot of pressure and the piss was blasting against my ass walls. He pulled back a little bit and the piss stream somehow started hitting my prostate. The sensation was incredible, like scratching an itch with tremendous force. It only took a few seconds and I had a full-blown orgasm, shooting cum all over the rubber mattress under me. I wondered if my cum was toxic yet.   At that point I could feel I had a lot of chem piss inside my bowels, my belly felt a bit stretched and the pressure was getting strong. It felt good, but strange. I realized with was a very long time since I had an enema, if ever. I wasn’t used to that feeling. Once Daddy was done, I felt like I was going to burst, but he didn’t pull out and resumed fucking me through the piss.   I could feel the warm toxic liquid trickle down my thighs as Daddy was pounding me once again. He picked up speed, then slowed down, then sped up again. The slushing sounds, mixed with the growling and the squeaks of the rubber were heavenly to my ears. After a few cycles, he grabbed a bottle of poppers and took several hits. He gave me the bottle and resumed fucking me while I was doing my own hits, carefully pacing himself so I wouldn’t spill the amyl all over the bed. After four deep hits I closed the bottle and let Daddy do his magic.   It took a good half hour of pounding before Daddy came again inside my ass, mixing his poz cum with his chem piss still inside. There was pee everywhere and the smell of urine was very strong, but it turned me on even more. After his orgasm subsided, Daddy finally pulled out and the bulk of the piss still inside me came rushing out almost instantly. I couldn’t stop it even if I tried to, my ass muscles were too loose to control. Daddy grabbed my hips and turned me on my back, lifted my legs and got back in for another round. I was exhausted with the fever and the rough fuck I just had, so I closed my eyes and let Daddy do his business, and I eventually passed out.

Part 40 - The Weirdest Of Nights The old Georgian houses on Fitzroy drive were large solid structures, thick walls and heavy doors in each room. The advantage was that noises seldom carried around the house. The four of them sat there finishing their drink, Nick still had his arm around Max's shoulder keeping him very close. Alex was now sat between Liam's legs resting back against his chest. Even after all that had happened in the last few weeks and now having a boyfriend where they doted on each other, Liam still provided that safe and secure place that Alex had built with him. The mumblings of the them talking as Nick was asking tons of questions about the different places on his hit list to visit with Max, Liam and Alex spoke of how much his love for Max had nearly wrecked him inside and still unable to fathom out how or why he felt this way. All he did know was that it was completely right, everything he wanted or needed was there, every time he saw Max his body exploded in euphoria. Even now as Max was sat on the other side of Nick their hands still managed to touch and hold. Nick once referred to them as two young idiots in love and blind to anyone else, Max had responded and told Nick that he was not immune and one day when he least expected it that person would stand in front of him. Whilst Nick had laughed it off he never expected that in January Max's word would ring true. Nick leaned over to Alex "Can I take your man to bed?" he asked. Alex glanced over at Max who seemed a world away "If he will allow you" he replied. Nick kissed Alex on the head and looked to Liam nodding down to Alex, he smiled holding Alex tighter in his arms. Nick let go of Max and stood up holding his hand out to him, Max grinned and offered his hand letting Nick help him to his feet, chuckling at the way Alex had sold him out to the protection officer. The arms moved swiftly around his body finding himself up close and personal with Nick, the kiss came from nowhere and Max found his body lifting off the ground in his arms being walked over to the bed. Max was lowered and his hand went round rubbing Nick's groin feeling the size of the erect cock hidden beneath his clothing. Looking up he almost drooled as Nick removed his shirt exposing his body, muscles and tattoos, Max felt his hole body aching in excitement, his cock getting instantly hard from staring up at the body alone. His own body was jelly in the hands of this man who easily removed Max's clothes leaving him naked and exposed on the bed. Max leant up and kissed his chest biting and licking all over whilst his hands undid the belt, the button and finally lowering the zip and pushing Nick's trousers down. Nick let out a soft moan and shuffled forward pushing Max's head down letting him taste his man hood and to know what was coming. His legs were solid like tree trunks, Max's hands roamed over them feeling the muscles whilst his mouth tried to cope with the size of this man. He was fixated on the chest though, the six pack was so defined that when he ran his hands over it his cock jumped sporadically. Nick looked down clearly noticing that Max was a chest man and allowed him to take over by releasing him from sucking his cock. Max kissed upwards and rubbed his face and hands all over Nick's chest and arms, kissing all the tattoos and looking at them in closer detail. Nick moved his hand down Max's chest then round the back touching his firm arse cheeks that he played with for several minutes, slowly moving his hands inwards until his two index fingers found his opening and teased it, rubbing it, prodding it, pulling it apart gently. All this had Max moaning and burying his face hard in to Nick's sternum whilst his hands held on to the biceps massaging them. Alex and Liam sat on the floor watching the scene unfold, for Alex it brought back some very exciting memories and knew exactly how that felt and what Max must be feeling right now. Nick was a master at the craft of sex and knew exactly how to excite his sexual partner, he had enjoyed both the aggressive and soft nature of Nick. His own hand was inside Liam's zipper softly rubbing his cock, Liam had his hands inside Alex's shirt stroking his chest softly and kissing his neck. Their bodies seemed to dance as one on the bed and seamlessly Nick positioned himself behind Max as they knelt on the bed, his cock rubbing up and down between the soft firmness of those arse cheeks. The arms holding Max hard up against his chest, his head flopping back resting against Nick's shoulder and neck. Nick drew his cock down further then pushed up slowly as the precum hit against Max's hole moistening it. The more movement Nick made the more precum he produced and max could feel his hole was getting slippery and wet, his cock teasing at the hole pushing the precum in that had Max moaning with soft erotic noises. Max moaned at the dull yet noticeable pain he felt 'Go easy, you are a sizeable man' he said softly turning his head to look at Nick who kissed him delicately in return. Gently Nick moved his hips and in a circular motion stretching Max's hole little by little in every direction whilst tenderly pushing a little more inside, holding Max and around his chest and kissing his neck he repeated the process feeling the body in his arms responding each time more of him went inside until he felt his balls pressed up against the soft young arse. Max moaned louder as his hands stroked Nick's thighs, a spine tingling sensation running up and down his back. All he could think of was how Alex tried to explain what sex with this man was like. He kissed Nick then glanced over to Alex who was watching so intently, a look of envy and enjoyment in his lovers eyes as his view moved with his body being pushed down on to the bed. Max let out quiet cry of excitement feeling the immense power of the body now lying on top of him. It was like he could feel the muscles in Nick's arse flexing and driving his cock in deep penetrating movements. He was allowed a few minutes to savour the thrilling enjoyment of this mans body on top that had him completely immobilised underneath. His arse pushing up and grinding against Nick's cock in a desperate need to feel it again and again. Nick kissed the back of his neck and moved his entire body forward and back, Max let out another cry of pleasure feeling his cock pull a little way out then back in with vengeance. Powerless to do anything and never having felt anything quite so sexually adventurous he could only let his cries of pleasure do the work as Nick repeated his movements. The warmth of his breath floated across his neck and ear lobe, unable to resist Max turned his head and kissed Nick in a hungry moment for sex 'You ready for me?' Nick asked softly running his tongue over Max's ear, he nodded letting out another erotic moan and pushing his arse up again. His body pulled up until he was on his knees, the hands gripped hard at his waist holding him poised for action. The unknown was causing palpitations in his breath, was he going to go hard or gentle? Max had no inclination of what was about to happen in front or behind, all he could feel was sublime tenderness in Nick, gentle movements in his hips that allowed enough momentum to let Max feel how deep he was inside. On the floor Alex watched the muscular body of Nick, an image that looked so perfect. His own protection officer's cock was rock hard 'Are you horny?' Alex asked him and without waiting for a response 'Let Max suck you' he suggested wondering if it was a step too far for Liam with Nick and Max in the room. His hand wandered down in to Alex's underwear feeling his prince turned on, Liam kissed him then stood up and dropped his trousers. He felt a little embarrassed and nervous since he had never done this with anyone apart from Alex or with people able to watch. There was an undeniable feeling of being turned on watching Nick and Max at it, and well it was only a blow job he was going to get so it didn't seem that weird he thought walking over to the bed. Nick looked at Liam and smiled hinting for him to take to the front. Without a word Liam knelt on the bed and Max looked up at him, he saw in Max's eyes what he had seen in Alex's when they had sex. It was uncanny how they had the same mischievous sexual sparkle in their eyes during sex, to Liam it was quite a turn on seeing this and he knew it was what drove him to enjoying sex with Alex. He looked at Nick and his glistening body that was almost statue like, only his arse was making any kind of movement and from how Max was reacting it obvious he was getting incredible pleasure, he smiled at Nick then gasped. Max had taken Liam's cock in his mouth and sank three quarter of the way down before spluttering and having to pull back a little. Finally tasting Liam and knowing whose cock he was sucking was almost too much for him and he struggled to contain his excitement and desire to orgasm. Nick released one hand from Max's waist and grabbed Liam behind the neck pulling him forward and kissing him briefly. Alex sat up wondering if Nick was pushing Liam too far but he pulled back without batting an eyelid and holding Max's head on his cock. Nick replaced his hand and gripped hold of Max even tighter as he began to draw back more and thrust in with more power, the result had Max's head going forward on Liam's cock. An instinct in Liam had him hold Max's head letting Nick provide the motion of Max going down on his cock with the fast thrusts he began delivering, still he retained an element of tenderness. He was loving the look on Liam's face the closer he got to orgasm, he was switching how he fucked Max frequently and each time the result was expressed on Liam's face. Alex undressed and knelt on the bed watching closer for a minute then kissing Liam in a long lingering tongue exploration, the sight of which almost caused Nick to ejaculate. Alex smiled and kissed Liam gently again then moving down the bed a little he did the same to Nick. With Max sucking his cock and seeing Alex kiss Nick it was too much for Liam and he groaned thrusting his hips forward. At the same time Max tightened his lips around the shaft of Liam's cock feeling the quick pulse and his mouth suddenly flooding with Liam's cum. Alex and Nick both watched Liam roll his head back moaning, his hands held Max on his cock as the throbbing persisted until the very last drop of cum was expelled. Liam let out another groan and looked down 'Swallow' he said still holding Max's head. He felt the movement in Max's mouth and Liam smiled letting go and pulling his cock out 'Good boy' he added stroking his head. Quick shuffling on the bed and Max found Alex looking at him briefly before kissing him deep then giggling, his mouth forced open again with Alex's cock that he began to work on gently and gagging each time his body thrusted forward by Nick's fucking. Liam sat at the top of the bed leaning against the headboard, his cock still poking up and rock hard. Alex pulled his cock out and kissed Max then moved over to Liam kissing him gently, turning around to face Max and Nick he straddled across Liam's lap slowly lowering his arse down on Liam's cock. Only managing to get half way down before Liam wrapped his arms around Alex pulling him back and down sharply on his cock. Alex stifled his cry as Liam raised his knees locking the prince in position, Max looked on lovingly at Alex as his view allowed him to see Liam's cock embedded in his boyfriend. His balls already slapping away at Alex's arse as he wasted no time in his desperation to fuck Alex. Max suddenly became focused on his own endeavour when suddenly feeling that Nick had picked up the pace and his hands held him even harder pulling him back on his cock with each thrust. The speed was increasing and Max felt like he was going to burst open as his entire body was engulfed from the power of the fucking he was now taking. The minutes went by then seamlessly it slowed to a gentleness that had Max confused and bewildered as he regained some sense. The moans coming ahead of him, the tapping of balls rapidly hitting against his boyfriend arse. Alex was holding on to the sheet for support as his body was thrusted up and down so fast it had Max looking on in amazement at Liam who looked so natural at it, Max chuckled straight my arse he thought to himself. He was glad of the reprieve from his own intense fucking Nick was giving him. They were both watching Alex and Liam noticing Alex's fists clenching harder on the sheet his cock bouncing around in the air and started firing cum, the first ribbon of seed firing high over Max's head and landing partly on his back and Nick's chest. The second flew off somewhere to their left and making Max and Nick chuckle and forgetting what they were doing. Suddenly his body was suspended up on Liam's cock, his orgasm evident with his balls tightening up and tiny visible signs of the contracting within them. Liam moaned several times before he dropped his hips bringing them both back down on to the bed, panting furiously and still pushing his cock in deep, Alex let out a delicate moan and kissed Liam. Nick used a finger moving the cum on his chest and Max's back towards Max's arse and used his cock to push it inside Max, he knew what Nick was doing and it made his legs tremble arousing him even more at the devious side of Nick. He pushed his cock all the way back inside Max then out and back in again working Alex's cum deeper inside Max before he pulled out. Max found his body being rolled over on to his back as Nick moved between his legs hoisting them over his shoulder. For the first time Max was able to look up and the incredible body and handsome face of this protection officer, ignoring the mild discomfort of Nick's cock penetrating him from a different angle until he was deep inside. Max raised his hands and stroked Nick's chest and arms, he was allowed to do this several times before Nick pinned his arms down above his head. He smirked and leaned down giving Max a kiss, strangely Max felt like it was a warning kiss that he was ready to breed. Sure enough he slowly began to push hard and deep in to Max each time he gradually built the speed almost teasing Max who knew what was coming now. Faster and harder, his balls slapping like jungle drums the beat getting quicker and quicker. Max stretched his head back 'Oh god!' he gasped as his prostrate was ravaged rendering him unable to stop the inevitable result, his cock exploded with anger the shots came so quickly Max closed his eyes, desperately wanting to shout as his body convulsed from the intense orgasm he reached. He had no control over it himself, it was being driven by Nick who relentlessly continued fucking. Max took a sharp gasping breath in and his arse muscle tightened around Nick's cock for a few seconds before they lost control. The action making the cocks path easier and Nick felt the change and the rippled effect ran up his cock and through his body bringing his orgasm on. Releasing Max's hands he dropped forward taking him in to deep kiss grunting in to Max's mouth with deep growls pushing his hips up hard and holding still as he let the cum flow effortlessly in to Max. His back arched the harder Nick pushed his hips against Max who wrapped his now free arms around the muscular body clasping them together helping to ride out the orgasm. Max felt the body in his arms lose tension and begin to relax, Nick stopped kissing and looked down at the cheeky grin on Max's face then looked up towards Alex who smiled and nodded whilst Liam was still had hold of him on his cock. Max gave a rather loud slap on Nick's arse and he looked back down him jabbing his cock several times and laughing watching Max's expression changing. Leaning down and kissing Max one more time Nick slowly pulled himself out of Max and rolled on to his back smiling. Alex turned his head and kissed Liam then lifted himself off his cock. He was half expecting Liam to put on underwear or something but he laid back against the pillows with a look of satisfaction on his face. Alex smirked at him and crawled over the bed and kissed Max furiously, his response was to pull Alex on to his back and pin his arms over his head. Max smiled and lovingly kissed Alex working his cock in to his boyfriends arse where he slowly made love to him in front of Liam and Nick. His body still wired from sex with Nick that he didn't take long to finish expressing his love for Alex. The connection in their eyes almost bringing Nick to tears seeing such love and devotion between these two struck of chord desire in his heart. Max kneeled up on his knees stroking Alex's legs then carefully pulling free. The four of them were exhausted after the busy day and it was already 2am. Alex crawled up lying next to Liam and facing Max who had Nick cuddled up against him. Alex and Max laid there staring in to each others eyes "I love you" Alex said. Max kissed him "I love you Alex" he replied as they stroked each others cheeks. Liam chuckled and lifted his head "I love you Nick" he jokingly said. Nick lifted his head "Fuck off!" he said smiling, "I love you as well" he added hugging Max harder. "Pack it in!" Max complained feeling his cock rubbing between his cheeks. Nick kissed him on the neck "You got a busy day in the morning showing me around!" he reminded Max. Max giggled as Nick parked his cock between his arse cheeks, it was the last thing he remembered before falling asleep. Max was wide awake by 8am and Alex stirred from his movement, kissing Alex softly he slipped out of bed and put some boxers and t-shirt on and went off to make coffee. After several trips up and down the stairs he returned with one for Franco and knocked on the door to his room and peeked in to find it empty and the bed not even slept in. Alex came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes yawning. "How are you after last night?" Alex asked kissing Max. Max shook his head "My arse is sore as hell" he replied quietly. Alex smiled "Sorry I should have warned you about Nick" he said chuckling, "What are you doing?". "Looking for Franco. Come on" Max said heading towards Sam's room at the end of the landing. Max quietly opened the door the door and chuckled as Alex peered over his shoulder. Lying on the bean bags partly still dressed was Sam and Franco fast asleep with the game sill on the TV paused where they had got up to. "I think Sam has a new friend" Max suggested looking at them both. Sam woke startled "What time is it?" he asked waking Franco up with his movement. Sam looked around then laughed "Dam fell asleep playing" he said grabbing the coffee from Max. "Hey that is for Franco" Max said trying to get it back but Sam stuck his fingers up at his brother. Sam took a gulp of coffee before Franco got it off him "Mine!" Franco said chuckling. Sam stretched looking at Alex and Max "Which one of you was getting banged last night?" he asked. "What do you mean?" Max replied trying dismiss it as nothing. Sam looked at Franco who was smirking "One of you was getting it good and hard, we heard" Sam replied. "Oh that was your brother" Alex replied casually getting a stern look from Max. "I didn't think you had it in you to go at it like that" Sam said looking quite surprised at Alex. Alex grinned "I wasn't, Nick was.. I want to say having sex, but more like destroying Max". "Will you shut the fuck up!" Max said going red and trying not to smile, "This is my brother!". "That is disgusting!" Sam replied looking shocked, "Well did he? Destroy you?" he asked. Max turned to leave "I am not having this conversation with you Sam!" he said trying to be aloof. "Definitely walking funny this morning" Franco added with his arm around Sam's shoulder. "Yeah!" Sam agreed, "Not mincing this morning, more like beef chunks" he said laughing. Franco handed the coffee to Sam who took another gulp "Steaks more like" he said. Max turned opened mouth "You can shut up as well!" he said to Franco, "Alex protect me!" he pleaded. Alex walked over to Sam and kissed him on the cheek "God I love you Sam" he said. Max pretended to storm off but they could hear him laughing down the landing then the words 'Dam I am going to piss myself' before the bathroom door closed. Alex was leaning against the wall trying to calm down. "I knew it was a mistake having you all stay here" Stephanie called out walking down the stairs. Alex poked his head round the door "I am so sorry we didn't mean to wake you so early" he apologised. "Sam behave" she immediately said and looking in on them, "Did you two sleep on the bags?". "Err... Kind of" Sam replied, "Franco got me gaming until late" he said blaming Franco. "That is not true!" Franco said taking the mug from Sam, "He got me gaming!". Stephanie shook her head "Sam you need to remember who Alex is" she said seriously. "Please treat me normally" Alex almost pleaded, "It is the only time I get to be me". Stephanie looked at Alex "Well in that case you can come down help with breakfast". Max reappeared "Morning mum" he said looking cheerful, "Liam and Nick are just getting up". Sam was about to open his mouth but Franco stopped him "Here drink this and keep quiet". Alex chuckled leaving with Stephanie then turned to Franco "Neatly done Franco" he said. The kitchen and breakfast table was incredibly noisy with them all talking over each other, after Max and Nick had left to go sightseeing the rest helped to clean up, Franco and Sam slipped out and went back to finishing off their game allowing for some much needed quietness to resume. It allowed Alex some time to get to know Max's parents whilst Liam kept the coffee coming and joining in, it was also important for them to know Liam and Franco who had reappeared whilst Sam was sorting out something to wear for the evening. By midday they got a text from Max with a picture of Nick and him at Buckingham Palace and the comment 'The irony of it!'. The lunchtime edition of the Evening Standard was just hitting the newsstands in London as Max and Nick walked past one the street sellers where the poster on the side read 'Royal Prince arrives in London for New Year and dines at Claridges with mystery man!'. "Do you reckon that is us?" Max asked looking at Nick. "Go over and buy one" Nick suggested but Max looked a little cautious. "Nah I can't, you do it" Max said pushing Nick forward who walked over and purchased a copy. They continued walking whilst Nick read the front page and looked at Max "Is it?" Max asked. He stopped and read allowed to Max "Prince Alexander of Monrovia was spotted last night at Claridges having a romantic private dinner with as yet the unknown man in the picture. Was this the young man previously photographed with the Queen of Monrovia visiting a fashion store in the Monrovian capital just after Christmas? One person commented that they clearly looked in love when they took the picture of them leaving Claridges late last evening. The palace has refused to comment on any speculation at this time" Nick looked at Max who was looking at the photo over his shoulder. "Well you can't tell it is me so I guess that is fortunate" Max replied feeling relieved. Nick nodded "It won't take long for them to find out who you are" he added. "Well they don't know who I am yet" Max said grinning. Nick chuckled "I expect the queen knows already and will be texting Alex" he replied. "Will we get in trouble?" Max asked looking concerned. Nick laughed "Don't be silly. She will probably want to make sure you are okay Max". "Romantic private dinner" Max scoffed, "Just goes to show how much they really know!". "Exactly Max" Nick replied, "That's why you should never trust anything you read". Max yawned "I am knackered, can we get a coffee?" he suggested as they passed a coffee shop. "Of course" Nick replied opening the door for Max. They ordered coffees in the packed coffee shop and Nick told Max to grab the table that had just become free. Max walked over and sat down putting the paper on the table face down and noticing quite a few people reading it, what he didn't know what was on page two was the blown up photo of him with Queen Helena on his outing with her. Max sat there watching Nick but also aware of a woman sat on the table looking at him then her paper then at him again. Max picked up the paper pretending to read it and opening it to find himself clear as day on page two with the queen. He stared completely stunned, his hands nervously shook and his mouth going dry. Nick picked the two coffees up and turned and could see the paper tremble slightly in Max's hands as he moved quickly over to him placing them down on the table. "What's wrong Max" Nick asked quietly. Max showed Nick the picture keeping the paper raised "It's okay Max I am here" he said assuring him. Max looked nervously at him "People are recognising me Nick" he said sounding scared. Nick smiled "They will Max, don't worry you have the best protection officer by you". Max finally smiled a little "Thank you Nick" he said looking at him, "Quite full of yourself" he cheekily remarked. Nick chuckled "You didn't complain last night when you was full of me" he replied quickly. "Very funny!" Max said looking around the coffee shop, "What do we do now?" he asked. Nick put the paper down "Act normally Max and drink your coffee" he insisted. It was easy for Nick to say that and Max sat there feeling a little awkward knowing that his every move was being watched by at least two people in the coffee shop. Nick moved around the table partly shielding Max and making him feel a little better as they drunk their coffees until one woman walked towards their table. "Excuse me, but is this you?" she asked pointing to the picture looking excited. Max feigned a chuckle "I wish I socialised in those circles" he replied in a non committed tone. The woman laughed and walked off "How do they cope with this?" Max asked in a hushed voice. Nick looked at him "They just do Max, some from birth and others marry in to it". "I... I feel silly being looked at. It is going to ruin our day" Max said taking a sip of coffee. "Don't worry Max I have dealt with this before, I know what to do" Nick replied smiling. Max nodded "Still have to go by the gallery on the way back" he reminded Nick. Nick waited for Max to finish his coffee and keeping alert watching the people around them, he walked behind Max as they exited sticking close to him, a few heads turned and watched as they left the coffee shop. It was clear to those on lookers that the muscular built guy was protecting the other one, opening doors and glancing all around continuously. Max had never felt so self conscious and kept his head down to avoid anyone else recognising him until Nick dragged him in to a souvenir shop where he brought a baseball cap and sunglasses, he complained that he would look even more silly as the sun was not shining. They both had a laugh as Max donned the disguise and realised how effective it actually was since even he didn't know it was him at first glance. Nick's plan had worked and they managed to get a few more sights crossed off Nick's list before jumping on a bus to Chelsea. Franco returned with Sam after going out for a walk around the neighbourhood after lunch and joined the others in the family room where Alex was helping Stephanie clean up the lunch things whilst Liam sat there chatting away with Lawrence about football. "What do you know about football?" Alex asked Liam cheekily. Lawrence laughed "More than you!" Liam replied as his phone started ringing, "The queen" he said. Alex huffed "She rings him more than me and I am her son!" he remarked waiting as Liam answered it. Liam walked outside standing on the patio talking to the queen and nodding several times as he listened. They watched as his expression changed a little and looked towards Alex nodding again and ending the call. It seemed to take forever for Liam to walk back inside as they watched and waited for him. "What has happened?" Alex asked immediately as Liam closed the door. "I need to call Nick, apparently a photo was taken last night and is in the papers" Liam advised. "Is that bad?" Stephanie asked looking confused and concerned at the same time. Liam dialled Nick's number "Depends how you look on it" Alex replied watching Liam. "Nick!" Liam said then waiting, "Right you have seen it then?" he was asking. "How are things?" Liam said speaking down the phone, "Okay and does Max know?". There was a long paused before he spoke again "Do you need us?" Liam now asked. Alex looked at Max's parents "Sounds like they know about Max and I" he suspected. "Okay, but you call if you need us, the embassy has a car on standby" Liam now said to Nick. Liam hung up "Well?" Alex asked looking anxious. "It's fine Alex, they have seen the photo and he was asked if it was him with the queen" Liam said. Lawrence looked at his tablet "Page 2 of the Evening Standard" he said showing them. "But that's when the queen took him to Josh's boutique a few days ago" Alex said. "The front page has a picture of you and Max last night" Lawrence said showing them. "You can hardly recognise Max fortunately" Liam added. Stephanie looked at her husband then Alex and Liam "So is it public knowledge now?" she asked. "Not yet, the palace want a call with Alex and Max this afternoon" Liam advised. Alex shuffled on his feet "It is too early" he replied. "The queen has left the decision to you both" Liam said, "But...". "I know, with photos out there already..." Alex replied sitting down looking worried. "It might mean you will get some attention here" Liam said to Max's parents. Lawrence nodded "We figured this would be the case" he replied, "But Max is not named yet". "Trust me they will be on the case" Alex said looking over at them, "I need to call Max". Liam looked at Max's parents "The prince's private life has become big news since coming out as gay". Alex made a brief call to Max making sure he was okay and laughing when he found out Nick had brought him a disguise and they were walking around Knightsbridge on their way to the gallery where Max had to quit his job in person, it was the least he could do having owed so much to David the gallery owner. Alex laughed again down the phone checking one last time that Max was okay before hanging up. "They are heading to the gallery but Nick has spotted Harrods and wants to look in there" Alex said. Liam looked at Alex "Do we move to the embassy?" he asked and Alex shrugged looking at Max's parents. "You may as well stay here, we are going to have to get use to it!" Lawrence said. "Yes stay" Stephanie said agreeing, "The house is secure enough and here is not overlooked". With Alex and Liam in agreement they put on some coats and went for a short walk to one of the community gardens and to show them around the area. Max looked up at the familiar modern sleek design of the Whiteguards gallery sign. Through the window Max could see the brown wavy partly curly hair and stupid dungarees covered in paint splats that Asa wore, just the way he looked with one strap of the dungaree hanging down. As usual he had nothing on underneath exposing his body and nipple which David sometimes found uncomfortable at Asa's laid back attitude. Max's body warmed through at the sight of Asa, his fond love for the artist was as strong as ever, but his love of their friendship was more important than entertaining sex with him. The one thing he learnt from Gareth after he bedded Asa was that you didn't take the artist to bed for a bit of romantic passion, even for Gareth he couldn't keep up with Asa's love of rough sex. His skinny build had fooled Gareth in to finding out that Asa was pretty strong and aggressive and like to get his way in bed, it was far from any nasty aggression, it was how Asa felt when he was aroused. The handsome artist with his stubbly attempt at facial hair made him ever so more attractive. That and the brightest sparkle of blue eyes made Asa so unique in many ways. As an artist he was incredibly bright and stood five feet ten inches tall, despite the slim build he had very tight beautiful muscles in his arms, they were far from big muscles but held a lot of strength. He was Asa the artist who was about to get a big wake up call in life.

I have not drank my own piss, I have eaten my own cum and really like it. I do drink hot piss from the tap of guys and enjoy the hot rewards of a gut full of submission to a hot breeding/pissing top.

He held his finger up to my mouth and I sucked it clean as he held my eye contact and smiled that mischievous smile again, and then kissed me roughly. Even when he kissed it was obvious who was in control. "My buds are almost here, let's get you in position." He said. We walked back into the room, I used the "Do Not Disturb" sign to block the latch again, and I got back up on the bed. He walked over to his clothes and got a black bandanna from a pocket and walked over to me. "Put this on, and trust me, I won't let anyone hurt you. I want you to focus on cock and holes; my cock, other cocks, and your holes getting filled with cum. Positive cum from big hard dicks turning that tight ass of yours into a positive cumdump. I want you to enjoy it, this is my gift to you for being brave and begging for my poz cum so beautifully. " I grabbed the bandanna from his hand, and looked into his eyes. He had kind eyes but was smiling with a mischievous smirk. I really don't know why, but I felt like I could trust him so I smiled back and said, "Thank you, I didn't know what to expect out of tonight but I'm really glad you took my poz cherry." He smiled and said, "Fuck yeah! I'm fucking you all night! Now get in position the guys are almost here." I wrapped the bandanna around my eyes and got on all fours on the bed. I felt him move on the bed and the mattress dipped in front of me as he grabbed my head and guided it to his cock. I felt his huge cockhead touch my lips and opened my mouth as wide as I could, afraid of hurting him with my teeth. As I tried to swallow him, I could hear the faint reverberations of metal on concrete as his buddies bounded up the stairs. Soon enough, the creak of the door announced his friends and as it latched, I could hear them undressing as Martin said, "Sup homies! I found us a nice tight chaser, he was neg when I walked in. Now he's got 2 of my loads deep in his ass that he begged for, let's give him more ha ha." "Holy fuck! That's one fuckable ass he's got." I heard a rich deep voice say. It felt odd being talked about like I wasn't there. But I remembered what Martin had said and I focused on his beautiful big cock filling my mouth as I felt 2 fingers being shoved roughly into my asshole. "Fucking tight too! That's nice." I heard from a different, younger voice behind me. "He says he hasn't been fucked in a while. I believe him, but that is one hungry fucking hole he's got there so let's give him what he wants." Although I had never considered myself a "chaser" like Martin said, actions speak louder than words and right now all I could think about was getting fucked and bred and filled with cum, especially Martin's poz cum. I was still horny as fuck and I was finally getting fucked by strangers like I'd fantasized about for a long time. My previous domestic life full of theater, dull dinner parties, and boring business dinners seemed like a distant memory and I couldn't be happier than to be here; a sleazy motel in a seedy part of town about to be bred by studs I couldn't see. Even as I thought this, I felt the bed shift and a blunt pressure on my asshole as the first of Martin's buds started to slide in. It wasn't as big as Martin's (I doubt that too many guys are) but it still stretched me pretty nicely and I could feel him slide in with a little resistance. He felt really good, deep enough to enjoy but not so deep it hurt. "Fuck! This is some fucking good pussy!" I heard the top say, the deeper voiced one. "I got a 6 day load for you, baby. You're definitely getting knocked up. Not gonna lie, one look at your ass and I knew I was gonna end up balls in you." "Wow! I'm glad you like it, I'm definitely enjoying it too." I responded. I felt the bed shift to my left and felt the younger guy's hand on my chin trying to get me to suck him. I backed off from Martin's cock and turned to take the younger guy. It was also thick and I could barely fit him in my mouth. In my stoned state I chuckled inwardly thinking "what the fuck is in the water around here that makes them grow so thick?!" But in reality I just opened wide and started giving him head. Not to toot my own horn but I've been told by just about every guy that I give great head. The younger guy seemed to agree, he'd placed a hand on my shoulder for balance and was moaning like a man possessed. Meanwhile, the guy with the deeper voice whose name I later learned was Darryl, was beginning to rock in and out of me furiously. "Oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh fuck! Getting ready to breed you baby, gonna fucking poz that beautiful pussy, fuck, oh yeah, baby here it comes, HERE IT FUCKING COMES!!!" "Fuck yeah! Please give me your poz cum, please poz my hole. Yeah, breed that ass." I said back to him, encouraging him as he roared, and with one last shove, shot his poz cum just as he had predicted; balls deep inside me.

Sounds like he was already drained. Maybe your bf beat you to the punch; cum punch, that is 😈

I like when he says "I'm a bout to breed baby" !

I've been cleaning cocks straight from my hole since I was 16 and there are few things in life I enjoy more than that sweet combo of raw cum and ass-juice 🤤

I went to the local sauna on Thursday here in Auckland - they have a first Thursday of the month naked orgy that starts at 7. It's surprisingly busy given its the middle of the summer holidays - so I shower and sit in the sauna a while then move upstairs to the fuck rooms. I find the darkest one at the end of a corridor and there are about 4 guys inside. 1 guy bent over the bench being fucked up is hole whilst also getting face fucked by a guy kneeling on the bench. Another hopeful bottom Twink is bent over the bench, but isn't offering anything other than his hole. Just as I side up to the guys fucking the top cums and dumps a load into the bottom. They both leave so I take the guys place and start sucking the kneeling guy. He motions me onto the bed and spins me round and bangs in to my hole. I've only just arrived and haven't been fucked far less fingered at this point, and he's got a really thick cock. He starts going for it and within minutes he loads my hole - then apologises for cumming so fast! I said, no worries - any loads welcome in my hole! By now the place is busier than ever, so I just stay in the room going from cock to cock - sucking and getting fucked by anything that comes in. I get about 4 loads in 20 minutes, then another really lovely guy - about 6 foot, great body arrives - and gets his fat cock hard and slides right in - and he really knows what he's doing. Gets a good rhythm going and reaches round and starts rubbing the head of my cock till I'm rock hard - and we both cum at the same time - I shoot my load over a twink in front of me and I get load #5 up my cunt. Excellent evening entertainment and home for dinner with husband before 8pm! Result!

Love that idea too - you pregnant guys with your alien seed making him into a new specie

I met this beautiful young 20 year old at one of the clubs tonight. After talking to him and paying him several compliments about how beautiful he is, I leaned over and quietly asked if he wanted to take a walk on the wild side. His eyes gleamed with unconcealable lust. I had him. We were shortly at my place. No sooner did we get the door closed when I pinned him against the wall and kissed him deeply, grinding my hips slowly into his crotch. I tasted and licked and kissed his warm lips, feeling the hardness of his cock, knowing he wanted to get fucked. And he surely would. Yes! I put my arm around him and guided him to the bedroom, starting to undo his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and his belly. I slipped his shoes and socks off, and suddenly his jeans and briefs, too. The yeasty, sweaty, spermy scent of healthy uninfected young male wafted up to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his masculine sex scent. I licked relentlessly, eliciting deeper and deeper moans from his throat. I knew I was going to have him bareback, but he didn't, yet. I buried my face thoroughly in his balls, licking farther and farther down, propping his legs up on my shoulders, teasing my tongue sloooowly into the humid crevice between his sweet buns. "What are you doing?!" he gasped. Young guys like him too often have no idea what rimming is; or, if they do, they have no idea how pleasurable it is. I just smiled to myself, knowing that he was helpless, knowing that I was going to be pumping a steamy hot load of raw poz seed deep into his virgin guts. I really pulled out the stops, thrusting my tongue deep into his succulent asshole like it was some rare candy to be eaten greedily. He was moaning and thrusting his ass into my face with abandon. He needed to get fucked. It was time. "I don't use condoms when I fuck", I told him, and then continued eating his sweet man-cunt. He was silent for just a moment, but he didn't stop grinding his hips into my face. Then he started moaning again. "It's time for you to get fucked", I said matter-of-factly. I reached over for the lube, slicked up, and pushed his legs up and back. He resisted ever-so-slightly, so I flicked my tongue at his puckered little asshole again. That made him twitch and close his eyes and moan. I mounted him and hiked his legs up around my waist and sloooowly pushed my cock into his ass. Little by little I pushed it in and pulled it out, each time penetrating farther and farther until I was inside him all the way, my pubic hair pressed flat against my belly, filling him totally. I looked into his eyes, knowing that this was this lad's first bareback fuck ever, and that it would be my poz seed that would be the first to impregnate him. I fucked him, long and slow and deep and beautifully, masterfully, riding him the way men were meant to ride boys, fucking him raw and deep and hotly, faster and faster, pumping him hard and vigorously now, getting closer and closer to exploding my hot molten poison sperm deep inside his beautiful man-child's ass. I had him pinned beneath me, my cock fucking him relentlessly, preparing to fertilize his virgin ass with my pungent, steamy load of man-sperm. And then I started to cum. I fucked his delightful ass so hard that I could feel the bed beneath him with my cock, as I rammed him hard and lustily. His head banged against the headboard, but he didn't care. He was being fucked beautifully and powerfully, ridden long and well. He had a heated, vigorous stallion astride him, and all he wanted was dick! My hot raw sperm exploded from my cock, filling him, impregnating him, seeping deep into the inner-most recesses of his guts, becoming part of him. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of my poison. His tight, puckered asshole greedily devoured it, not wanting to let go, not wanting it to end. He wanted more! And so I've given it to him twice more, each time as hot and lusty as the first. His warm, tight little man-child ass has now been seasoned and broken in by my raw flesh, and filled with my raw sperm. He is truly a man now, and a bareback cunt, at that!

41 - Lost my virginity in January and the second that first load was pumped into me my inner slut was released. Since then I’ve had 3 gangbangs, and about 10 hookups on GRINDR.

At the risk of hijacking this thread, I'm posting my own cop hook up. One of my regulars introduced me to a guy who lived in my neighborhood. Blond hunk, clean shaven, blue eyes, 5'7" and toned. He confessed to being a total bottom and a cop. I fucked his tight, furry ass, but he'd never do it in uniform. Years later, he was the first cop on the NYPD to come out.

Level six since I was 13. So 15 years of no questions asked load taking. I can proudly say I have never used a condom ever ?

I'd come to town to see my favorite white trash band. I love attending their concerts, though I stand out from the crowd and often get taken for a drug dealer—or worse—a cop! I'm not tall, but stocky and well built. And, I suppose, being black with a killer smirk, materially contributes to my straight white world formidability. Gay-wise, I'm just the opposite. I'd fuck myself if that were possible. So there I was in town to see this garbage band, when I got the sorry news—concert cancelled—their tour bus broken down 200 miles north. Actually the city wasn't new to me. I'd been there before and had a few acquaintances—but nothing serious—no Fuck Buds or anything. I tried to make the best of a bad scene and called up a trick from the last time I was in town. But Rob was preoccupied—with a mutual acquaintance of ours—actually a good friend of mine from my neck of the woods. Todd was a sweet guy and a father figure to me. He had a thing for Blacks, but had never put the make on me for fear of POZZING me. Tsk! Tsk! So, after exchanging pleasantries, I hung up the phone and, likewise, hung up the concert duds I wouldn't get to wear that night. After a nap, I planned on heading out to the Baths. I felt deprived and in need of an ego boost. When I awoke, I showered and preened for an evening on the town. The phone rang, and it was Rob and Todd downstairs. Todd pulled out a joint and passed it to me, while Rob massaged my chest, and his fingertips felt like electric prods as they danced across my tits. They invited me to go bar-hopping with them; but that seemed too hit-or-miss. So Rob suggested I check out The Cellar, a bathhouse catering to a more diverse, if older, crowd. He even had a discount pass for me. After a couple beers, Todd handed me another joint and told me to save it for the next guy who really turned me on. Horny as I was, I knew Mr. Perfect would shortly cum along. I took a wrong turn and drove for what seemed like hours up and down the dark, deserted downtown streets. So it was past 10 when I arrived. Since I had Rob's coupon in my pocket, I splurged and got a room. Having gotten lost, I felt a little out of sorts; and the other joint Todd had given me looked SOOOOH ENTICING. I caved, and leaned back on the bunk. Finally, at peace with the world, gripping my ever present Poppers bottle, I headed out to cruise the world. AN OPEN DOOR! INSIDE A BEAR BEATING HIS MEAT! On the third approach, I inched into the archway and caressed my privates through my towel. He waved me in and promptly rammed his funky Uncut down my throat. Attracted by his moans and groans, a group of perverts gathered outside his door. He was a vociferous one, he was! Another hit of Poppers, and all hell broke loose. The beers, the joint, and Poppers all hit me at once. It was seconds before it dawned on me he was cuming down my throat; and, much more to my liking, someone else was fingering my Cunt. I swallowed and excused myself from the Bear's room, and the gawkers started to disperse. I stumbled down the hall; and, as I hoped, Magic Fingers caught up with me and rammed his finger up my Butt. My basic instincts tend toward passivity, so I stood there in the center of the hall, buck naked, my towel crumpled about my feet, as he slid another digit in beside the first. Like vultures circling easy prey, guys surrounded us again, and a real mean Dude with an even meaner Dick approached and tweaked my Nips. "OUCH! GODAMMIT! HURTS!" But he ignored my anguished pleas and twisted them unmercifully till I was up on tippy toes moaning like a Slut. Mainly to shut me up, I suppose, he rammed his putrid, halitosistic lingua down my throat. At last he relaxed his death-grip on my titties; and I slumped down on my heels, only to be greeted by two more digits up my Cunt--shy by a thumb of a Full Fist. My Pussy felt distended like it'd never been before—a gaping Vulva begging penetration by all the Faggot Bastards ogling me. Up till then I'd never taken more than a three fingers up my Cunt—and was half inclined to bolt—when some kleptomaniacal Punker yanked my Poppers from my palm and practically rammed the whole damn vial up my schonz. First whiff, and I wished Magic Fingers would probe deeper. Second whiff, and I leaned backwards, forcing Magic Fingers deeper up my Cunt. "YOU FUCK?" he asked, as I bent down to blow Rough Trade. Not waiting for an answer, Magic Fingers rammed his whole 8-Inches up my Butt! Bucked forward by this penile penetration, Rough Trade's entire 7-Incher slid with no resistance down my throat. Startled as I was by the turn events had taken, it was, nonetheless, Nirvana as they ground away at my Holes from both ends. From all angles and directions, guys emerged out of the woodwork, and one concupiscent protagonist crawled beneath us to suck my Cock. Cum, Sweat, and Piss puddled everywhere, and the Thief who'd swiped my Poppers kept them pressed tight against my nostrils so the Orgy could proceed ad nauseum. Finally, when Magic Fingers withdrew his Deathstick, I wilted like a wet noodle, sinking to my knees. Rivulets of creamy skank oozed forth from my Pussy like putrid exudation from an industrial canal. Guys everywhere beat their Meat, awaiting a chance to bury their Hatchets up my Ass, until, finally, one concerned observer asked if I needed help. Meekly I glanced up into the smirking countenance of Rob. He commended me for taking on all Cumers. "And I did enjoy the Piece of Ass, thank you. But there's another who craves your Mancunt even more than I did." I followed the direction of his nod, and there, behind a couple Old Trolls, stood Todd. Petty me bemoaned my stolen Poppers bottle. A tall, skinny Dude with a Biohazard Tat on his 'cep came to my rescue. He was the second to compliment me on being a "Great Fuck." "Here," he offered, handing me his nearly empty vial. "You need 'em more than I do." Suddenly it dawned on me. While I'd been bent over, halfway to LaLa Land, MR. POZ TAT and his cohorts had had their way with me. I surveyed the sticky tile floor beneath me—befouled with drying Cum—not a discarded Condom anywhere. Todd smiled. "Now, are you ready for my Load?" The question, if it was one, was largely rhetorical. We hightailed it to his room. Steady streams of spoogey, creamy rivulets trickled down my thighs; and with each step a telltale "Squish, Squish, Squish" emanated from my Cunt.