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As someone who's really getting mature age wise I still get hit on by twink which is flattering but tonight's one was so hot I nearly combusted lol. Hey wyut... a message pinged for me so I checked his profile out..... Looking at the pics I immediately thought it must be a fake profile as he was way too cute to be local..... Messaged back... I'm just out shower, douched and laying naked on bed...... He replied - I'm horny can I come fuck you right now. This beautiful young man was local but born from Pakistani parents... 19 yrs old, very cute I mean VERY CUTE, slim build but not skinny, 5ft 11 tall and the pics I received showed a thick 8 inch circumcised cock.... The app showed he was 355 feet away so I replied YES including my address thinking he was trolling and would flake..... He replied "c u in 5" I quickly straightened my bed and still naked went into my front room with lights out to watch from window..... 4 mins later a dark dressed figure appears outside and a message pings "I'm here"........ I replied to come in and went to open front door. I was nearly floored by how handsome he was as he stepped over the threshold..... We exchanged niceties... I closed the door behind him and excitedly led him right into the bedroom..... His clothes were off in 30 seconds and he stood there like an angel fallen from heaven just for me. I then spent the next 4 hours taking 5 loads, very hard deep fucking in every position, sweat dripping everywhere, cum leaking everywhere .... Its the best fuck I've had in 10 years (I remember most of them).....we chatted inbetween..... He was lovely and open..... My holes puffy and stinking of cum...... He adores that. The good thing Is he adores older guys too especially bottoms..... He said he can c me again soon as we live so close.... Reckon he will come breed me tomorrow again.... Fingers crossed.

I was bored and horny last Tuesday evening and logged on to Grindr to see if there was anyone of interest. I had only been online a few mins when a I got a message from a blank profile. I usually just ignore those, but this guy had already sent pix. He was a hot, hairy Hispanic guy with a fat uncut cock. His message read " Cum let me fuck you in the storage room at my work". It was a fast food chicken place when I got there. I messaged that I had arrived. He messaged back to come to the back door and knock. I did and was let in. He push/guided me to the storeroom saying for me to just drop my shorts. As I did, he was pushing his pants down and showing me his awesome cock. Long foreskin, just the kind I like, and very girthy and nice length. I dropped to my knees to suck it and he just moaned as he felt my mouth. I could taste the sweat and piss taste on the head of his cock as the skin peeled back. He said "Yeah puto, taste my sweaty, smelly cock, soon I will put it in you slutty hole". He let me suck him and get him wet while he finger my hole with some cooking oil. Then he pulled me up, turned me around and bent me over some boxes. He proceeded to push his cock in all the way in me. He powered fucked me for about twenty mins with me trying not to make any noise. All at once I felt his cock pulsing and shooting his wad in me very deep. When he was finished, he bent over my back with his cock still in me, and said " My friend I'm working with would like to fuck you too". I said ok, and he pulls out and opens the door to this older white guy who looks very redneck and lots of tatts, like he'd spent time in prison. He pulled his pants down to reveal a cock just as thick as the previous one but just a a bit longer and cut. He just pushed right in on the cum of the other guy and rode me for about ten mins before redneck guy started pounding me and cumming hard in my ass. Redneck guy pulled out and pulled his pants up without saying a word and walked out. Nico, the latino guy, came back and said " We gotta get back to work" and walked me to the door with me pulling my shorts back up and my ass leaking cum, opened the door and out I walked and back to my car feeling the wetness of my short all the way back home.

To the OP.....are you a gay man who gets off degrading/being degraded by other gay men? Just as some black men find the 'n' word offensive, the 'f' word is offensive to me. I identify as QUEER because like me, it's bold and in your face!

I'll dish out compliments to guys at any distance, but unless there's some reasonable probability of actual colocation in the foreseeable future, I won't add any sexual fantasy material. I figure it's always nice to be appreciated.

Exactly ^^^^^, I agree with above and what harm is it really doing? The world is a upside down place of late and its good that people can reach out across the world, even taking the time to say what a nice ass you got. If you dont want it, tell them or block them I guess.

Just a day ago. My buddy persuaded me to go to the cruising bar again. Not because I wouldn’t want to go but I had awful weeks in work and I was dead tired. So we went. However we spent the night separately. Although we watched eachother and talked during the breaks we didn’t have mutual adventures. Just after minutes that we arrived, I headed to the dark room. My sweatpants under my ass, offering my bare cheeks because I was wearing a jockstrap. And my dick was pulled out. On my upper body there was only a sleeveless hoodie with zipper. I like it because my sweaty hairy armpits are out and I open it letting to be free for others to touch my hairy chest, nipples, etc. I felt hands around my chest, gripping my breasts, fingers crumbling my nipples and other hands around my erected dick and touching my ass. I immediately gave in to the feeling of the orgy. I started kissing one guy after another and soon bent down to suck a cock, clearly offering my ass for fucking. Which happened soon. A guy push his dick in my ass and smeared a huge amount of lube in my hole with his pre-cum. He ended without coming in me so I turned around pushing my ass to the dick I sucked until then. It was pushed in me immediately and the guy to whom the dick belonged started to fuck me intensely. I got newer and newer dicks in my mouth still he was fucking me so quick and hard that I couldn’t suck anymore. I knew that he was close and fuck yes he started to cum moaning loudly. He shot many loads. Finally I turned around, crouched and cleaned his dick with my tongue. I straightened up and felt the jizz was leaking and dripping over my legs. As other guys felt my freshly charged hole, on fucked me after the other. I lost to count them since one after the other grabbed my ass pulling it onto their dicks. I can say I was popular. Some of them was so big that I was sniffing my poppers continuously. Finally a shorter guy pulled me to the corner, tossed me to the wall and pounding like no tomorrow. His dick twitched some strongly and as his dick slipped out I felt his jizm leaking out. I was very horny and felt I needed some ass for breading. I found one soon and I started to finger it. I felt it wet. However, I wasn’t sure if it was lube or cum. I pushed my cock in and started to fuck the guy. Another stepped behind me and pushed his dick in me. I was moving in the middle but after a while it wasn’t comfortable for the bottom so he stood up and left. I was a bit dizzy because there was a crowd and not enough air and the huge amount of poppers seemed to be too much. I drunk some juice and went to the back room. There was some guys, a couple was sucking, others were stroking their dicks and watching the couple. I started to jerk and soon I found myself kneeling and sucking cocks. I found a guy sitting and visible eager for sucking. I pulled his head onto my dick. After a while he turned around went on his fourth and I fucked him. A guy behind me fucked me while I was fucking the other. Somehow it ended and I went back to the sucking circle in the middle because I was hungry for sucking. Later a guy pulled up started to kiss me while he was playing with my dick. He whispered in my ear to follow him into a cubicle. We went to the biggest one where another couple was already having sex. He started to suck me and then he turned around, bent to the wall. I started to finger him. He was extremely wet. Then I went on my knees and started to eat his ass. God it was full with jizm. I stood up and started to pound his ass. I fucked him for ten minutes when I felt that I was close but somehow I couldn’t come. So, ate his ass again which always makes me extremely horny. It happened so again and when I shoved back my dick not much later emptied my balls into his hole. I was exhausted so I needed some break. Nevertheless, my hornyness was stronger than my tiredness so I went to the cruising tour from the dark room until the back room again and again. I found some cocks and mouthes for sucking but nothing special. Finally I met a guy with big curly hair but smooth chest. As it turned out later he came from Brazil. He had a huge monster between his legs. We were kissing first, then I sucked his nipples. I continued with his dick. Gosh he knew how to destroy my throat. My saliva was flowing out to everywhere. When I straightened up he whispered in my ear if I wanted to be fucked. I nodded. He was sweet as he grabbed my hand and led me over the bar to a cubicle. He undressed fully and forced me to suck him. When his dick was fully covered with my saliva he pulled me up, tossing to the wall and banged me careless. He was moaning and yelled that he was coming and He wanted to paint my face. Although I prefer to be bred, as a bottom I am obedient so I turned around and went on my knees. He shot so much that I could get his cock into my mouth and swallow the rest. Then I cleaned his dick. As it’s said it’s better to finish at the top so I cleaned myself and headed home charged up in both holes.

ASSMUNCH “Damn it! It was supposed to stun him.” Major Collins gasped. He was holding his right ribs with his hand. “I think he cracked my ribs with that shot.” I’d darted in along with Lamont when Zeus collapsed and was kneeling over him. “I don’t know why he took the opening, he had to know it wasn’t going to end well.” I said. Only a few seconds had passed before Zeus came to with a small groan. “There he is.” Lamont commented. “Zeus, you okay?” I asked. Zeus looked at me. “Hi Andrew.” I chuckled. Anyone else would probably have asked what happened. Zeus just said ‘hi’ in the same tone you’d use to greet someone while walking into a party, like he was glad to see me and couldn’t wait to catch up on what was going on with me. “Yeah, you’re fine buddy. Come on, let’s get you vertical.” I patted him on his shoulder. “How’s your jaw? Does it hurt any?” Zeus stood up. “It’s okay. That was amazing!” He said to Major Collins. The Marine laughed, and instantly regretted it with a wince of pain. “Kid, we both underestimated the other. I knew you would hit hard, but I wasn’t expecting that.” Zeus smiled. “You hit me really hard too! That was fun!” I shot a look of incredulity at Lamont. He rolled his eyes. “You should have been a Marine, Private. But only trade shots with your opponent when you know you can stay on your feet.” Collins returned. Zeus just shrugged. “You were going to get me soon anyway, and I wanted to know what you were going to do.” Zeus said. “I didn’t have a lot of options. I needed get you stunned. Head shot seemed like my best bet. Not sure a kidney or diaphragm hit would have done it, not on you. I think maybe a nerve cluster could have worked, but you cover so well I couldn’t find the opportunity.” Collins said. “Good job, soldier. But if we’d been fighting for real I would have had no choice but to put you down.” “Are you sure you’re alright, Sir? We have a Corpsman in our group if you want him to check out those ribs.” I offered. “I’ll be fine. Not the first cracked rib I’ve had. It’s not bad, just tender. Let’s get these matches going.” He said. “Let him do his thing anyway. Besides, I think two of yours also want to say hi.” I waved over Lance Corporal Potter and Private Battles, and Navy Corpsman Lenger. “Major Collins, this is Lance Corporal Potter and Private Battles.” I said, introducing the two Marines. “This is Corpsman Petty Officer Lenger. Lenger, the Major thinks he may have a cracked rib, Zeus got him pretty good. Check him out while we start the matches if you wouldn’t mind.” “Sure thing. Major, let’s lift your shirt and take a look.” I did not expect this turn of events, but I knew after that exhibition the guys would do their absolute best. Watching Zeus and the Major fight was inspiring to say the least and I could almost feel the testosterone thrumming in the air. “Lamont, your pick.” I said. “Hmmm, weak or strong…?” He mused. “I think we need to continue the momentum, keep everyone primed. I’m going with Urich.” Urich stepped forward. I’d seen him in action many times when we’d gone head to head with the Charlies. He was good two on two or one on one. Urich loved using his opponents’ weakness against them. He was a bouncy fuck, had this way of springing on the balls of his feet in random directions while he fought. He liked attacking from the side. He had brown hair, brown eyes, stood at 5’10” and wasn’t overly burdened with muscle but wasn’t skinny either. The guy could move. I didn’t want to waste Troll right out of the gate, nor Sleeper. I think Demon could handle him. Puta could take this guy too, but Puta was really tested by Lamont’s guy Valentino which always made for an exciting match so I was going to save him for that. “Demon.” I looked over at the Major who was still paying attention. The Corpsman was feeling along the Marine’s rib bones with tactile examination one slow inch at a time. Zeus was sitting next to the Major, with Sleeper right beside him. Those two seemed joined at the hip these days. That made me happy. I bent in to whisper in Demon’s ear. “I don’t want you to show off, don’t get flashy. And don’t play with him. Take him out fast.” “Well you’re no fun.” Demon replied. “I want to dominate. I don’t want there to be any question that the Bravos are the best.” I explained. “Got it. He won’t know what hit him.” Demon said. We let them shake hands as they squared off then they backed off to opposite edges of the spectator ring. People were calling out encouragement from the sidelines. Urich was bouncing up and down, focusing on staying in motion. “Start!” I called out. Demon leapt forward towards the center and Urich hunched down in a flexed knee fighter’s crouch while he moved forward in a guarded half-step. I leaned into Lamont. “He always keeps his left foot in front.” I pointed out. Lamont nodded. “He knows he’s strongest with his right arm. I’ve tried getting him to change it up but he says it throws him off. He relies too much on his speed to dodge.” Demon’s move was a thing of beauty. While Urich approached cautiously expecting a head to head, Demon sprung left then immediately went back right, juked in a fake and fell to his knees where he swept Urich’s left leg clean out from under him. Urich did exactly what Demon wanted: he tried to hop back away from the low move towards his legs leaving him open for a sweep. Demon was on his back almost before he hit the mat and Urich was tied up in a bow with Demon’s forearm pushing down on his shoulders and his other hand grabbing one of Urich’s feet and bending his leg backwards. Urich smacked the mat with an open palm. Demon released him with a pat, and helped him up. “Should have seen that coming.” Urich said, not at all embarrassed that he was taken out so quickly. Demon shrugged. “You put too much of your weight on your left leg. I wasn’t going to wrestle you and I didn’t want to give you a chance to use that right hook you had ready.” Our little tournament went back and forth with wins and losses demonstrating how evenly matched our two groups were. Of course Puta and Valentino put on an excellent show but Valentino eventually lost. After Zeus and the Major we made it clear that fist strikes were off the table, it had to be all open hand. For those matches that didn’t have a clear submission, Major Collins made the call of who won. Sleeper of course won his match with ease. And when I say ‘with ease’ it looked like he was treating his opponent gently as if the guy wasn’t even trying to fight back because Sleeper controlled everything the guy tried. The guy Weeble fought, Endauer, didn’t know what hit him. There was no power in Weeble, just a frantic messy scramble that reminded me of two blue jays fighting, or maybe cats. Fast, crazy, confusing and intense. Weeble finally scissor locked Endauer’s head while pulling his arm at full extension twisting his wrist and squeezing the guy’s hand. Everyone always underestimated Weeble. After his win, the Bravos hooted and slapped him on the back with congratulations while he stood looking embarrassed at the praise. So it was down to me and Lamont. Lamont could tie it up if he won. Size-wise, we were very similar and I knew from past experience Lamont would be a challenge. He wasn’t flashy and didn’t go for big moves. He was patient, deliberate and could adjust his attack in mid-move depending upon his opponent’s defense. I had to be clever and deceptive to beat him. With a practiced ease I closed off every emotion. Cold calculation was necessary and the hard curtain of calm blanketed my mind like an old friend. It was how I’d dealt with thoughts of Kevin for the last year but now it was a useful tool for battle. Gutter, the Ranger Instructor, was right. Lamont was an obstacle. It wasn’t personal. I couldn’t care about winning or losing. I already didn’t want to hurt him or put him in pain but I also couldn’t care about NOT causing him hurt or pain. The only thing I should care about was my attack and taking him out. Pain, any injury I might cause was inconsequential. The state of mind I fell into elicited an immediately suppressed shock. I was in two places at once, both focused and present but also mentally standing a step back from myself as an observer. If you’ve ever been thrust into a crisis, something happening too fast for you to control, you know the feeling of being outside yourself. I thought I knew my own head, my reactions, my thoughts. I was familiar with my automatic brain that sometimes betrayed me while I watched…and sometimes distracted me from what it was doing so I WOULDN’T watch and wasn’t aware. But this… this refined that state of awareness and distilled it down into its purest form. I was in the place where there was no Me only I wasn’t gone, I was split in two. My conscious observer brain saw details with a detached clarity while my automatic brain absorbed the unfiltered information without judgment. I was a team of two fighters in symbiosis. I, the *me* that watched floating behind myself, trusted the automatic me like a trained attack dog. He knew what to do. The closest I approached to any emotion was interest and curiosity at how this contest could be dissected and boiled down into moves and counters, effectiveness of my strikes and recognizing opportunities and possible next moves. I didn’t have to make myself perform the conclusions I reached, Automatic Me handled all that. My body moved with Lamont’s offense and defense to perfection. I saw every attack a split second after he positioned himself to execute it, every counter he threw before he even knew he had to. This was an exquisite dance that wasted no physical movement as our feet repeatedly found the exact position necessary to mold our bodies into the spaces we needed to drive this into an artistic performance. No external stimuli intruded. For all my mind cared, Lamont and I were alone. I evaluated his reactions. Doing that I understood how Zeus and the Major had known when the other had been holding back. I saw it in Lamont’s body, his unwillingness to commit fully, the way he controlled his strength, his refusal to go all out. He believed he had to conserve his strength probably because he doubted his own endurance if the match went on too long. Observer me was dryly amused that by doing so Lamont was going to fulfill his own feared prophecy. Drawing out a fight because you were afraid the fight would be drawn out was a self defeat. I could have used his own doubt to beat him, toy with him until his strength left him at which time he might realize what he’d done to himself and accept the approaching loss with disappointed resignation. But that was no way to win. Had I been in any danger my Automatic Brain may have chosen that as a wise course of action - just let him beat himself without putting me in any danger. Lamont was not a threat though, not when I was in this mental state. Zeus or the Major may have been a threat, but not Lamont. Automatic Brain forced Lamont to choose. It was a good course of action, I agreed. I wanted him desperate and needed him to let go, to test me and push me to make an effort. “Fuck, Assmunch.” Lamont breathed heavily. “How much have you been training? I thought I at least stood a chance. I can’t even get a simple hold.” I had no true idea of how long our fight had been going on at this point. Whatever look Automatic Brain gave him appeared to cause him concern. ‘You’re not dealing with me, bud’ Observer Me thought. Holy fuck I liked this! I’d never felt this in control, this calm certainty of a perfect world I could handle without any effort. And that was what shattered it all, that one simple thought of exhilaration. I crashed back into myself and back into the physical world. The first thing that assaulted me was the noise of the spectators who were screaming and shouting both encouragement and roars of excitement at watching a good fight. The second thing that assaulted me was Lamont. It was my own fault, I wasn’t ready and Automatic Brain had pushed him into throwing all his hopes into one last desperate move. He had me off my feet before I even felt his contact with my chest. How had he gotten inside? I swear I heard the noise level double. I wasted a precious single second trying to recognize my position and knew I was helpless until I hit the mat. Lamont’s strength which before wasn’t even a consideration worth my concern now forced me to evaluate what I needed to do when I regained leverage. My back would hit first. Could I roll? Only if my bounce jolted his hold. I didn’t think he’d let that happen. But he was going to feel it too when we hit. I grabbed him tight and braced myself for what I knew was going to be a rough landing. I couldn’t afford to have the breath knocked out of me. * * * * * * * * SLEEPER Assmunch was handing Lamont his lunch and showing him out the door. Fuck, I doubted I could take him myself, my friend looked like a primal beast evolved for one purpose - to attack and dismantle his prey. Not a single sloppy move and he didn’t even appear to be working that hard. His handsome face bore a cold, blank stare with his wide lips held closed but absolutely relaxed as if he wasn’t locked in an intense physical battle. “He knows. He found it.” Major Collins remarked from beside Zeus. I wanted to ask what he meant, but I was too riveted by the sleek and deadly way Assmunch’s fit body moved. It was somehow erotic this perfect balance between tension in his limbs and core and the effortless flow between moves. It looked like sex and violence, passion and control. It was like Andrew had this entire fight all planned out before hand the way his moves just blended together looking like a single orchestrated pattern. So smooth it was almost gentle the way he moved. I’d seen this before. On TV, some documentary about martial arts masters. “Shaolin monks”. I said out loud when I made the connection. “Not yet, but he could.” Major Collins replied. “He’s still clumsy compared to them. But he has found the key. Only the first most basic step on the path.” It was the way Andrew’s eyes didn’t even seem to look at Lamont, half the time his head wasn’t even facing his opponent and yet he stepped gracefully aside at just the right moment, not too soon and not too far but just enough to avoid the attack. His feet slid and his hips and knees poured… that was the only word for it, he just poured his body like liquid where he needed it to be and he never stopped moving. I swear it was like watching a sheet on a clothesline waving lazily in a gentle breeze and fuck if it wasn’t giving me a fucking boner. “Jesus Christ” I let out. The crowd that had gathered increased their shouts and encouragement around us. The Major gave a chuckle. “It’s something to watch, isn’t it? You should see the Shaolin Masters fight. Speed this up by 10 until you aren’t even sure they are touching each other at all. But the flow is the same and it’s all about conservation of effort and eliminating everything but the movement from your mind. Does Private Brickmann meditate much? Seems like he wouldn’t have the time.” Still not taking my eyes from the incredible creature my best friend had become, I answered. “I don’t think so. I’ve never seen him meditate, and we’re together just about every second of the day since I met him. He’s never said anything.” “Hmmmmm” The Marine hummed, as if considering some puzzle. “You’re in Tower Week right now, aren’t you?” he asked. “Yes, Sir. Just started today.” “Doing well?” “I think so. The Bravos haven’t lost anyone, and we don’t seem to need as much hands on or instruction from the Black Hats. All the brothers seem to love it.” I answered. “And the little guy… he didn’t have any problems? He’s almost too small to reach the static line and clip in. And with everything he needs on his harness for a jump he must struggle.” “Weeble? Nah, never less than maximum effort from him.” Major Collins let out a snort. “You don’t call him Weeble, do you? Really?” I laughed along with him. “Yeah, but it’s not mean. Andrew…Private Brickmann, would never let it be mean. It’s not about his size. The commercial… you know… Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down? That’s Weeble. Every time he gets knocked down he gets back up and tries harder. He won’t quit, doesn’t stop, and doesn’t let his size get in his way. We should all have his attitude. He never loses belief in himself and takes everything with a happy smile. Weeble doesn’t fall down. And he brings us up with him.” “You seem like a close knit unit. How’d you come to Jump School together? That’s not exactly standard. Unless your Occupational Specialty requires it?” He asked. I shrugged. “Mine doesn’t, but we’re all different Specialties. I don’t know why they sent us here, but it goes with my plan to be a Ranger and be assigned to the 75th. Andrew and Zeus too. We requested it. I don’t know about the rest but I don’t think they did.” “Hmmmm” The Major intoned. “Ah, he just lost his focus. Not a bad run. You’ve never seen him fight like that?” “Never” I said quickly, seeing the same thing the Major saw. All of a sudden Andrew wasn’t flowing, he seemed… normal. When Lamont went for a full tackle, something that shouldn’t have worked on a bad day, the crowd erupted with a roar. The Bravos screaming for Andrew to fight harder, the Charlies exuberant that Lamont had finally gotten a good lick in, and the rest of the crowd because the fight wasn’t one sided anymore and the top dawg might get taken down. If Andrew wasn’t in danger of losing I would feel like busting out in unrestrained laughter at how military guys loved a good hard fight, watching one, being in one, it didn’t matter. It got our blood pumping. The energy here in the corner of the otherwise empty hangar sized gym building was fucking supercharged. Assmunch and Lamont were right… this was just what we needed, what everyone needed. The randoms didn’t know what they were missing. The crowd outside the core group had found various things from around the gym to stand on so they could see the fight action. This had turned into a Main Event, and I fucking loved it. One of the brothers started a chant “BRAVOS! BRAVOS! BRAVOS!” And we all joined in. Soon the Charlies were fighting us with their own chant as we watched Andrew and Lamont leaving nothing behind on the mat. Andrew was the reddest I’d ever seen him, his entire body was damn near purple, holy shit. He was giving it everything he had, and Lamont wasn’t going to let him win if there was any ounce of hope he could somehow pull out a win by submission. He had to know he’d lose in a decision. Even Zeus and the Major’s fight seemed tame next to this. After Andrew got knocked to the mat it was like they both agreed to finish the fight off their feet. I could see the exhaustion in both of them but they weren’t slowing down. “Is that color normal?” The Major asked in concern, referring to Andrew’s full body flush. “Yeah,” waved his concern away. “We used to call him Scarlett because he just turns all sorts of colors depending on how he feels, you don’t even need to embarrass him. It’s kind of funny. But he’s like the best guy you’ll ever meet. He keeps all of us grounded, watches out for us and fixes things before they become a problem. He keeps our heads straight.” “Used to? What do you call him now?” I froze. I didn’t think Andrew would appreciate his nickname being passed around. “Assmunch”. Zeus replied, like there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. I was also surprised. Zeus usually only referred to Assmunch by his nickname when he was with him, and called him Andrew otherwise when he wasn’t around. Ah, maybe it was just because the Major asked. Zeus really didn’t like cuss words. The Major looked at Zeus with raised eyebrows. “Do I even want to know why?” “No, Sir. And we can’t tell you anyway. Not until Andrew says.” Zeus answered, not even bothered or fazed that he just told a Major that it was up to a Private whether he got information or not. Zeus said the Major wasn’t entitled to the information, and that was that. Fucking Zeus being Zeus. “Well you boys just continue to impress. I like you Bravos. Who are the Charlies to you?” He asked. “Rival Platoon from our special training.” I answered this one. I’d lost count of the number of times that considering look had crossed the Major’s face during our conversation. “I think I know better than to ask. The Charlies aren’t a disappointment either. It seems the Army chose well for what they intend for you.” So he thought so too? Good to know we weren’t just imagining things. Wait…huh? Did the Major know something? Andrew and Lamont had to be on their last legs but neither of them was giving up. They grunted and growled with the intense effort they were expending. It was to the point where they were spending more time holding each other than moving. I knew from how their faces pressed against their opponent’s body. When you’re that weak, when it takes every ounce of strength you have left, you start trying to use your head to provide the leverage your body can’t. I’d been there so many times in my wrestling matches. Before I could ask what Major Collins meant, he stood up, holding his sore side. “Break! Match over!” He called out, stepping into the space. To everyone’s credit, no one grumbled. We didn’t because he was a Marine Major, and the Charlies and Bravos agreed that he would call the matches. But the rest of the spectators instantly fell silent. I guess the Major carried weight. Andrew lay on top of Lamont, both of them breathing hard, but relaxed and no longer struggling with each other. It looked like they had just got done fucking. Andrew’s head was just laying on Lamont’s heaving chest. Yeah, they had nothing left. Lamont wrapped his arms around Andrew and gave him a hug, then rubbed his head. “Man, I’m so done.” Lamont said. Andrew started laughing. “Me too, fuck you fight hard!” Andrew rolled off of Lamont and they both lay there chuckling and breathing. Everyone was waiting for Major Collins’ judgment. “It was close, Brickmann started out completely dominating.” He began. “But on the mats Lamont controlled the action. Match goes to Brickmann.” Andrew raised his tired arm while the Brothers jumped and yelled in celebration. “Yeah, you deserve it. That style you were using in the beginning was incredible, brother.” Lamont said to Andrew, holding out his hand. Andrew shook his hand and sat up. Zeus and I went to help him and Lamont up, but a couple of the Charlies, Cook and Lopez, got to Lamont first. “That was an intense competition.” I said. “Fuck yeah it was!” Cook said. “Charlies need to train more. We can’t let you Bravos live up there at the top.” I laughed. “Well come on then. Actually, we should train more too. A few of those matches we didn’t have to lose.” Out of the corner of my eye I saw Major Collins had pulled Lamont and Andrew aside and was speaking to them alone. I liked the Major, he seemed like a really laid back guy for a Marine and an officer. ************* PUTA Julio snuck away from the matches not long after he beat his opponent from the Charlies. Almost everyone in the big hangar sized gym was riveted on the battles and no one noticed him leaving. He’d had fun grappling Valentino, the 6 foot tall blonde with the beautiful ass. Or rather groping. Julio didn’t mind that Valentino didn’t really fight back as hard as he probably could have after his first takedown when Julio pressed his jockstrap encased erection into Valentino’s ass and whispered in his ear “Quiero tu sabroso culo.” The pretty blonde didn’t reply, but Julio soon knew he’d gotten the message even if he didn’t understand Spanish. Still, Julio was surprised. He didn’t expect Valentino to actually LIKE it. He’d done it more for a little fun and to throw his opponent off than in any serious attempt to fuck the guy. But as their match went on he got more aroused as Valentino waited longer than necessary to break away, or move out of Julio’s grasp. Julio made sure his hands found that enticing round ass at every opportunity. He pushed his fabric covered hard cock against Valentino’s face, his ass, and even let him grope it. No, he wasn’t imagining it. The pretty boy was willing. He thought at one point he felt Valentino’s mouth gnaw briefly on his cock. Never one to waste an opportunity, when Julio decided the match had gone on long enough, he pinned Valentino and whispered to him with their faces pressed together in struggle, “Submit Guapo. I give you what you want in da showers.” In less than two seconds, his opponent smacked the mat and Lamont called the match. With the matches drawing so much attention, almost no one was in the locker room. Julio didn’t wait for Valentino to follow him. He either would, or not. But Julio knew he would. He knew the hunt, knew the look of desire hidden in the eyes that stayed too long. And if that wasn’t enough, Valentino’s equally hard cock would drag him wherever Julio wanted him to be. That was how it was supposed to be: they came to him. They always came to him. All he had to do was entice them with sufficient encouragement. Julio was standing naked in front of his shower cubicle, the last one in the back when he saw Valentino come into the locker room out of the corner of his eye. There was only one other person in the locker room and he looked to be putting his things in his workout bag to leave. Julio shot Valentino his suave grin, licked his lips before biting one gently in his teeth, turned slightly to give the blonde a quick look at what would soon be buried 8 hard inches deep inside him, then stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. It was all part of the hunt. The lure. The tease before the love-making. Only rarely was it necessary to get it done quickly, like with Wanker that night in the snow shelter in Germany. It was better, so much better, to inflame the passions and boil the blood. It would not take a lot, much of their foreplay had occurred on the mat in front of onlookers, which to Julio made it even more exciting. Valentino was already his eager plaything. Even so, the pretty soldier deserved to be treated like the treasure he was. In little more than a minute, the shower curtain moved and Valentino darted hurriedly inside. He was very nervous. That would not do. “Hola guapo.” Julio greeted him with a slight grin, half-lidded eyes, and a quiet voice, one he knew was especially sexy. Valentino smiled nervously. “Are you sure this is okay?” Valentino whispered. “Jess, my beautiful. Is okay. I no let anything happen to you.” Valentino learned very young how to soothe his conquests with sugary words and his gentle confident voice. He reached up to stroke Valentino’s face. “No one is here.” He moved his hand down to grab Valentino’s hand and place it on his hard slightly upwardly curved cock. “Is what you want, no?” Valentino stroked him slowly. “Jess, is all for you, guapo. You have made me this way.” He leaned into Valentino and kissed him softly. Julio played his tongue along Valentino’s lovely mouth until he parted his lips to let Julio inside while guiding his hand with his own on his engorged flesh. Valentino moaned. Julio moved his other hand around to rub and knead Valentino’s enticing ass while he kissed him. Valentino lifted his leg, wrapping it around Julio’s waist to give him clear access to his sweet hole. Valentino moved his lips to the side, kissing Julio’s face, then his neck. “I need you to fuck me.” He said, running his tongue up Julio’s smooth brown skin. “Jess, Papi will make love to you, Chico. You no worry.” Julio took his hand from where he had been guiding Valentino’s stroking and placed it on his head. “You show me now how much you want me, Jess?” Pushing gently, he guided more than forced Valentino’s head lower until he was directly in front his thick carajo where he wasted no time before taking it into his mouth. Valentino was good, very good. In no time he was fully buried in the warm, accommodating mouth of this beautiful man. Julio had always been more excited by eagerness than reluctance. He’d had many men who believed they were straight, and virgins, most when he had been a boy in his teens. While he loved the hunt, it was far better when the prey cooperated solely because they couldn’t resist their own desire. That is what he liked the most: a man’s inability to deny himself Julio’s multitude of charms, to watch them melt into pliable desperate vessels for his gratification and enjoyment which in turn drove them to sexual abandon. He had no stomach for rape, or force. He was all about love and passion, desire and enjoyment so that the heights of pleasure could bring him together completely with his partner. And he always left them infatuated with him and wanting more. And how could he deny his love to others by staying with just one? No, he must show as many men as he had opportunity for how passion and pleasure were life’s reward for being men. He controlled Valentino’s suction on his throbbing gift, keeping it slow and gentle. He knew this man’s weakness, it was written all over him. Valentino would not be brought to the heights of release by roughness or violent sex. He needed to feel love, he was empty in his heart and Julio would fill that emptiness with his passion and his cock. He could stay like this, slowly driving his thick cock deep into Valentino’s wet, warm throat for hours, but he knew he only had a certain amount of time. He knelt in front of Valentino in the hot shower spray and kissed him lovingly while stroking his face. “So beautiful. You are an angel, te quiero mucho mi tesoro. I must taste you.” Julio didn’t lie, he loved every one of the men he made love to, he felt such joy for them that it became more than satisfying a crude sexual urge. He stood Valentino up and turned him around to face the wall, kissing his neck, running his hands over his sides to wrap around his chest and stroke his nipples. Julio kissed and licked his way down Valentino’s sculpted back, ending at that perky butt he’d already explored thoroughly with his hands. He would not rush this even if he wanted nothing more than to push his tongue into Valentino’s hole and suck the puckered rim with his lips. He took his time, licking and alternating nibbles with kisses as he worked his way over each individual cheek from top to bottom and in between while his hands roamed his legs, hips and back. Valentino’s skin was incredibly smooth and creamy here. The sun had never touched him in this perfect place. He pulled the blonde’s hips back slightly before spreading his cheeks to gaze at Valentino’s sweet pink hole. Julio could tell that God had made Valentino for one purpose - to receive pleasure through his ass. It sounds sacrilegious and irreverent but there could be no other reason for Valentino’s soft moan and arched back, or his widening stance and spasming pucker as Julio lazily rotated his tongue over his delicious pink center of love. Yes, his lips enjoyed the taste of this man, his eyes enjoyed the feast as well of this young, hard body, his hands wandered playfully over the firm muscles, and his ears loved every quiet whimpering moan from Valentino’s mouth. This was what it meant to make love. The pleasure received from giving pleasure, trading it back and forth and losing yourself to the beautiful intimacy that only two men could share. It took so much more for a man to expose his vulnerability to another man that the sacrifice became a resplendent display of the purest tenderness. Valentino’s hole no longer fought him, loosening perfectly to allow his tongue inside, and then his fingers. He traded them back and forth his fingers, tongue and lips. The blonde was no stranger to the love of men, Julio could tell. Tight or loose, it did not matter. There was no such thing as a disappointing ass on a man. Once you pushed inside, it all hugged your cock perfectly. And his beautiful chico had amazing control over his hole, squeezing and pushing as Julio ate him ravenously. Julio eased off with tiny kisses at the cardinal points as if performing the sigh of the Cross on Valentino’s sacred edifice, a vestibule of love. God did not mind, these were acts of men and giving thanks to him for his most precious creation was only right. Julio climbed just as slowly to his feet as he had descended, licking and kissing his way up Valentino’s back until his hard cock found its way between his lover’s cheeks. “Please put it inside me.” Valentino begged. “Que bonito, precioso. Yo también lo necesito.” He whispered in the blonde soldier’s ear. “I make you cum now.” Using only the lubricant of the saliva he had left on his lover’s hole and what was dripping from his own cock, he pushed against the beautiful man until Valentino allowed him inside. Just as he had wanted, Valentino pushed back against him until he was buried fully inside his lover. It was not hurried or careless, but it was desperate with a need for the both of them. He licked and kissed the blonde’s neck and found his cock with his hand. As he rocked slowly in and out, he used his hand to explore the entire area of Valentino’s cock, balls, and pubic region. There was no need to stroke his lover’s dick and force his pleasure prematurely. Touch and love were the things that would bring them to the brink together. He pulled and squeezed Valentino’s tender orbs, allowing one finger to reach between his legs and find his wet hole that stretched around his solid pole. “Oh, fuck. Julio, I’m close. You’re going to make me cum.” Valentino moaned, fortunately keeping his voice down. “Jess, both soon, guapo.” Julio told him in between kisses on his shoulder. He only increased the speed of his motion slightly while pushing deeper with every stroke. “Oh God…You’re so good. Fuck me just like that. Your cock is so amazing.” The blonde panted. “You like it, jess?” Julio believed in making love with his entire body and while he was inside a man he pressed himself up against him from head to toe while using his hands to rub the often neglected places that a man found most sensitive: the front of his hips just above his thighs; his neck where his shoulder and collarbone connected; under his arms, behind his ears, the soft vulnerable point beneath his chin and above his Adam’s apple. As he drove deeper inside Valentino he was almost lifting him up off the ground, forcing the blonde to raise and lower himself on his toes. He heard his lover’s breathing grow more rapid and shallow. He would wait until Valentino released his leche to orgasm himself. Julio loved the feel of being inside a man so much he could cum anytime from first entry to 30 minutes later or more. He was never far away from orgasm and timing their release so they came together was the most passionate way to celebrate the shared pleasure. “I make you cum now, guapo.” And he gently cupped Valentino’s hard cock and retracted balls and gave the barest squeeze. When he felt the first twitch that signaled the blonde’s release, he opened his own floodgates to allow his milk to shoot deep inside his lover. He felt Valentino’s milk dripping down his hand with every spurt from his own cock. Valentino pressed his forehead against the tiled wall, gasping with every spasm. “Si, hermano. We cum together. Is beautiful, no?” Julio whispered as the last drops of his cum joined his ample load now resting inside his lover. They rested in silence for a few moments, bodies pressed together with their heavy breathing synchronized. “Jesus Christ that was hot. You are so sexy, Julio.” Valentino said as he came down from his powerful orgasm. “Gracias, Chico. You are sexy for me too.” His hands had not stopped roaming over Valentino’s beautiful smooth body. “We can’t stay like this.” The blonde said as he pulled himself off Julio’s still rigid cock. Julio turned him around. “I know this, but I must kiss you once more.” And he leaned in to tenderly kiss Valentino’s receptive lips. “I must make love to you again soon. You like this, jess?” He asked. “Oh fuck yes.” His lover responded, still slightly out of breath. Julio reached between Valentino’s legs to slide two fingers inside his ass, feeling the wetness of his cum around and inside his hole. “My cock will ache for you now, guapo. We will do this again.” He removed his fingers and brought them to Valentino’s lips then kissed him once more to share their combined taste. “Ay, que bonito. What you do to me.” He breathed. “I leave now, you wait, jess? I tell you when it good to come out.” Giving Valentino one last caress on his face, Julio turned off the water and opened the shower curtain only enough to exit the cubicle. Thankfully, the locker room was still empty. The matches must not be over yet. “We are alone, Valentino.” He said as he went to the shelf that held a stack of white towels. He got two and handed one to Valentino after he’d gotten out of the shower. They dried themselves in silence, frequently sharing smiles and looks of appreciation. The dressed back into their workout clothes and rejoined the crowd over by the mats.

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.

Hey Horny people sorry I have been gone a while between, life stuff, being ill and writers block couldn't really get inspired to write. That being said I have a new chapter and already working on the next one so I hope you all enjoy. I will try keep releasing at least monthly but no promises. As always sorry about spelling and punctuation trying to improve and writing this seems to be helping, also I love reading your comments your all amazing and thank you for all the love ❤️ 12 - The beginning of the end The creature that had once been Andy opened its jet back eyes the change had been brutally fast, so much potent toxic cum had made sure of that. Its body was no longer that of a broken spirited husband, it was toned and sleek all fat burned away in the change just like his mind burned clean of responsibility, shame and doubt now filled just with a need to fuck, breed and spread his new gift to free others as he had been freed. It rose from the ground and flexed its new muscles watching them and how they moved under the tight grey skin how the black veins danced and moved, pulsing slowly with their otherworldly toxic glow. It stopped and sniffed the air picking up the pheromones of the creator faint now. It felt its cock twitch at the smell and it let out a low guttural moan it needed to breed and feed, it stalked though the tall grass heading for distant lights. ….......................................................................... Jamie stumbled out of the club his girlfriend having to hold him up. Her face a mask of anger, she had never been so embarrassed in her life, not that Jamie noticed he just drunkenly waved the bottle of vodka he has stolen from behind the bar. one of the many incidents that had got them kicked out of the club at only 11pm so now with no car and no signal wondering blindly in the middle of a warehouse district. Laura stumbled down the road with him periodically looking at her phone hoping she could get some signal and cursing whoever thought it was a good idea to put clubs out here. during another brief pause to check her cell service was when Jamie moved in for must have been the 12 attempt to give her a drunken kiss with the words “im sho sowwey babe I love you shhhow much ya know” this was the final straw she pushed him back against the wall of the warehouse, where he slid slowly to the ground giggling as he did, which pissed her off even more. She looked down at the 23-year ex frat boy soon to be lawyer they had gone out to celebrate him getting a job at a good law firm but after only 2 hours he was a mess. She suspected he had taken something or possibly slipped something. her eyes took in his chestnut brown hair that had broken free of its wax and hung over his eyes; his shirt was undone showing off his toned chest and abs dusted with hair and a dark trail leading from his belly button down under his pants which were tight enough to show the outline of his member even in this light she bit her lip lost in erotic thoughts. He caught her looking and blew an exaggerated kiss and rubbed his budge, Laura remembered why she was so angry and shook her head letting out a growl of frustration. Any sexy thought she had been having was destroyed by the rising tide anger and embarrassment of being asked to leave In front of their friends, who she fucking knew would be tweeting pictures of what just happened gods she hoped they didn’t have video. “Just stay the fuck there for fuck's sake I'm going to try get signal and hopefully get uber to come to this shithole pick me up and take me home! …. if you're lucky I may even tell him to pick you up too!” the words leaving her lips in a snarl as she turned and stormed off leaving Jamie sat on the floor not even looking back. Jamie watched bemused as Laura stormed off, he was unsure why she was so upset he was having a great time. A dark alleyway across the street garbed his attention as the thought slowly entered his alcohol addled brain that he needed a piss. Jamie blinked then clumsily stood using the wall to steady himself, he stumbled and weaved his way across the street and into the alleyway Half way across he started get Lucky, loudly out of tune and only really knowing one line. He entered the ally and eyed up the wall before awkwardly undoing his belt and jeans one handed as the other hand was still griping his looted bottle of vodka. This took all his concentration the last get lucky died on his lips as he struggled with the buttons. After a more than brief struggle the jeans surrendered and fell in a heap around his ankles soon followed by his boxer shorts, exposing his ample cut cock and gym sculpted ass to the open air. He rested his head on the brickwork and looked down at his semi hard cock with a dopy drunken grin “hey buddy can see your awake” he shook it a few times and shuddered as it spat a stream of gold at the wall, he watched the waterfall of piss dribble down the brickwork and pool on the concrete by his boots. Muttering to himself Jamie shook the last drops of piss from his junk and tried to bend down and pull up his boxers from around his ankles. a task made more difficult being one handed, off-balance and drunk. while he was bent down feebly pawing at the garments which got stuck on his calf causing him to stumble, he started noticing the pretty green light pulsing like a heartbeat and making his shadow dance, he gave up on the cloths when he felt someone close behind him “I knew you would be bak … car get enough of the … python” he slurred Shaking his stiffening cock. a new musky smell in the air making him incredibly horny. Jamie started to shuffle around his eyes had not even left the brick wall when a slate grey hand clamed across his mouth, his drunken mind struggled to react as second arm wrapped him around the waist pinning his arms in what felt like a band of iron. the bottle of vodka slipped from his grasp as he tried to feebly struggle against the immense strength, shattering on the concrete floor the expensive vodka pooling with the puddle of piss around at his feet. He was pulled back slamming into a body that felt like it was carved from rock the hard impact causing him to breath in sharply his lungs again filling with the intoxicating musk, against his will his cock rose full mast the 8 inches bouncing in the cool night air. He noticed the strange green light was pulsing faster now, he also felt his ass pressed against something that was growing hard pushing between his legs. Jamie tried to scream but the hand muffled the sound. He felt the face of the thing behind him rub against his cheek and he continue to try and struggle and scream. It sniffed him letting out a strange purring growl as it licked from his cheek up his neck leaving a cool trail that felt strangely numb if he wasn’t so panicked, he would have said felt nice … great even. The wet tongue was now at his ear, first licking around it the hot breath of the creature making him shudder slightly then probing in and pushing the intoxicating saliva further inside the ear canal. This causing the young man to shudder more and buck, the screaming faltered for a moment at the almost orgasmic sensation he was feeling, his hand reaching for his painfully hard cock and began to rub the straining meat with a gasp and moan lost in the pleasure. The creature that had once been Andy took this moment of weakness to let go of Jamie's waist and grab its own toxic leaking tool now swollen to its full thirteen inches. Its hand still over the man's mouth it stepped back and rubbed the venomous dripping cock up the young man's vulnerable exposed crack stopping just as it was touching the twitching hole seeming to massage the tip, the creature moaned the potent juices already pooling and seeping inside it’s prays hole. Jamie snapped out of the euphoria at the slimy now burning sensation of something massive pushing up against his entrance, even in his drunken state he knew what it was adrenaline and panic flooded though him he tried to struggle but it was already too late. The creature pushed in hard and without mercy, the tight ass put up a fight for a few seconds before it gave out with an audible pop, allowing the hazarders meat slid inside stretching and tearing its way through his delicate insides. The virus finding so many pathways to convert the screaming man. Jamie's world was white hot pain and he was entered and that agony only intensified with each inch pushed forcefully inside him he continued to scream into his maker's hand. After what to him seemed an eternity, he felt himself pulled tight against the creature solid chest again the scratching of pubes against his torn-up hole signalling it was now fully inside him. Andy stopped for a moment its throbbing cock fully inside it’s pray giving the virus time to start the changes that would soon rip though this host. the boy's velvety wet insides were squeezing and milking him as he struggled, wiggling and bucking to unimpale himself from Andy's virus ridden member so very deep inside him. only causing the deadly precum to flow faster speeding up the transformation and increasing the creature's pleasure. Andy nuzzled the young man's face making soothing sounds as the young man now sobbed and whimpered in agony. Its hand wrapped around Jamie's waist again as it started to move its hips slow at first eliciting a gasp from the young man possibly pleasure possibly pain at this point Andy did not care, the need had set in again the need to feed to breed to pass on its genes to this fertile man. At first it was unbearable like being fucked by a white-hot poker, tearing his insides apart he wanted to black out to stop the pain but that faded quicker than Jamie would have thought possible the thirty seconds of agony being replaced with a strange pleasure, As something inside him was touched and rubbed the pleasure only increased as the thing behind him fucked him faster and rougher the large balls of the creature slapping against his taint sending more waves of pleasure though that spot inside, he flailed like a rag doll his hands griping the arm that has moved from his mouth to around his neck pulling him close and slightly choking him allowing only whimpers and gasps of pleasure. The pleasure was building as a pleasant burning heat entered his veins and spread across his body from his now destroyed hole, he barely noticed being pushed up against the wall as Andy tried to get more leverage the giant cock now sending waves of euphoria though him each time it slammed into him followed by the loud slap of its balls. Jamie has started pushing his body back to meet each bone shaking impact to get more pleasure deeper inside him. One hand was wrapped around his cock again moving Intime with Andy's thrusts the green light flashing faster and faster as the pressure and pleasure built, he knew neither would last much longer as he whimpered out his approaching orgasm. Jamie's mind still under the effects of the alcohol did not put up much of a fight against the change burning though it within seconds the man known as Jamie was fading away the law degree, memories of his life, will power, fear, anxiety, stress all started to faded away under the heat of the change now engulfing his body. Jamie could feel a change in the creature behind him it was hard to think through the alcohol, fog seeping into his mind and the almost unbearable pleasures being inflicted on him, but he knew what that breathing meant and he could feel the giant cock inside him get harder and larger filling him up totally … was this how it had felt for the women he had fucked them? the thought barely registered in Jamie’s mind when Andy grunted came his rhythm faulting as he pulled the boy down as far as he would go on his cock, it was like a geyser blasting the boys insides the thick black cum pumped out of His Toxic weapon in waves not spurts each as powerful as the last Andy let out a scream of victory. Jamie felt the cum fill him as the heat increased from pleasure to agony as the virus claimed him as its own burning away any human weakness wherever it touched, continuing its dark purpose of moulding this man into a perfect being. He started convulsing as he came spurting the last of his pure pearlescent cum across a filthy ally wall the young would be lawyer was aware of the creature still holding him as there both shook from orgasm. it felt almost loving and comforting in those corded strong arms as he felt himself fade away, little but little, bit by bit he was disappearing into the darkness as it moved in to burn away the last of his mind and reshape him into his new form body, mind and soul his final though as Jamie before he signed and let himself go forever was, I hoped Laura got that Uber. Andy held the convulsing man until his toxic cock went soft slipping from the now gaping hole its job done its venomous payload delivered, as it flopped out a wave of oil black cum and blood soon followed spilling down his creations legs and feet flowing across the concrete and mixing with the piss and vodka forming a black shimmering cocktail. He lay the young man down in the pool with all the reverence of a priest baptizing a child, noticing the grey creep slowly across the boy's skin, the transformation should be fast thanks to his gift from the progenitor. With a satisfied smile it moved to the wall sniffing it and letting out the growling purr as it licked the pure seamen from the brickwork if anyone had been watching they would have seen it grow in muscle mass and size as it feed the light pulsing brighter for a moment. It moved from its meal still licking the cream from its lips as it looked down at its creation again as the young creature that had been Jamie convulsed and moaned at the changes being inflicted on his body that it was not designed to handle but was now destined to undergo. Andy went to lay with its new creation but it sniffed the air standing quickly at the smell of male pheromones. There were more men near, the need was returning fast at the thought he licked his lips as his deadly tool began to grow hard again and off into the darkness he prowled for fresh cum and fresh pray, leaving Jamie convulsing in the shimmering pool of filth. ….................................................................................... It was only 3 minutes later when Laura walked back with her friends Gale, Kara who had both left the club to find the pair worried about them in this area at night with no ride home. When they had bumped into Laura distraught crying on a step near the club staring at a dead phone, they knew they had been right to worry. Gale had signal and agreed to call an Uber for them all after they had calmed Laura down hearing the whole story about Jamie and when they got back to fine him to make sure he was okay out here at night. Kara was worried he could have been mugged or worse in his drunken state. Laura reached the spot where Jamie had sat, it was quite with no sign of her drunken boyfriend or his bottle of stolen liquor she let out a sighed “oh for fuck's sake I left him right here!” Gale and Kara walked up looking concerned “he probably gone off with another dru..” the words died on Lauras lips as she looked into the alleyway and screamed.

Chapter 10 About that time there was a knock at the door. A guy came in and said that John wanted him to see if this Pig is primed for a little fun at his place. He added “ Of course. I will never turn down a piece of ass to destroy”. The guy fucking the Pig said “ I am having problems getting off. Probably to much Tina earlier “. One of the guys stared massaging the guys nut sack and fingering his hole. That helped because a few minutes later he said ” Here if cums. Take my dirty load you fagot. “ There wasn’t much cum but the guy felt like he was shooting out his cock and ass at the same time. He stayed in the Pig’s ass for a few minutes and then said “ Here comes your prize for being such a good Pig “. He started pissing in the Pig’s ass It had been a few hours since he let loose and he knew that there would be a lot and it would be full of chems. He told the Pig “ Feel that flood in you “? The Pig said “ Yes sir. It feels warm and it is filling me up”. The Guy relied “ I am not done emptying in you”. “ Hold still I wasn’t to get ever drop of this Chem filled flood deep in your guts”. The Pig asked “ Chems ?’ the guys said “ Yes. I have been doing Meth all day and night.” “ I am sure you are getting a load of chempiss right now “. The Pig said “ I don’t do drugs I can’t get high “. All three guys chuckled at that. The Pig still didn’t realize that his friend gave him his first hit of Chem piss hours ago. The one guy said “ Well, you do now “. The one guy said “ You remember when I dropped something in your open cunt earlier”? the Pig said “ Yes “. The guy said “ Well that was a nice shard of Meth and I know it already got you hot, I can see you sweating” . The Pig didn’t say anything. The piss in his body was already feeling good and he was getting lightheaded. He figured it was from being head down and ass up for so long. The Guy pulled out and grabbed the Plug and pushed it up the Pig’s ass to keep the mix in him. He though 15 minutes with this in him and he will be ready for anything. He noticed that the Bindings there were on the Pig’s cock and balls was now laying under him. Apparently, he had shrunk enough that they feel off. He slapped the Pig’s ass to get it to tighten on the plug. It had only been about 10 minutes and the Pig was rocking on the plug, trying to fuck it deeper. Everyone knew the Pig was getting very high already. The one guy that had fucked a dirty load into the Pig’s gaping ass was dressed and left. On his way out he told the Pig if he ever wanted another fucking to let him know. He said “ You are one hot and nasty Pig”. “ I would tap you anytime”. The Pig said “ Thank you. I would take you anytime “. The other guy knew the Pig was beyond ski high”. The guy that had recently gotten there had move to the head of the Bed and told the pig to move up and suck his cock. Until now the only cock he sucked was his friend that stated hi here tonight. He moved easily, every time he shifted his weight the plug moved and send sharp feelings through his ass and guts. This caused his ass to spasm and then that would make more strong pleasure ripples in his body. The Pig started sucking on the new guys cock. He quickly discovered that this cock was much wider than his friend. He also noticed that this cock had metal piercings on it. One at the tip felt like pointed ring or something. It scraped his teeth and inside his mouth. The guy kept forcing more of his fat cock in his mouth. It was the that he noticed some rings or something on the bottom of his cock. It must have been the drugs n his system because up to now he really didn’t like oral sex but his was exciting.. The other guy was massaging the Pig’s ass cheeks and occasionally working the pug in the Pig’s ass. It had been over 30 minutes since he gave the Pig a huge load of Tina lased piss he knew it was much longer than normal but at this point he didn’t care. He wanted to see this older Pig get wasted to the point he would take anyone up his ass or drink down anything offered. That plus he knew the cock that was in his mouth now would eventually be up his ass and would be ripping his cunt up. He recognized this guy from the baths and he really got into seeing a guy screaming to get loose while he turned their asses into raw bleeding hamburger, or as he called it ‘ Pigburger”. The one playing with the Pig’s ass pulled the plug from the tight gripping ass. It came out with a sudden plop. The Pig managed to say “ I fee; so empty. Please put it back in “. The guy with the pierced cock said “ Don’t bother, I plan on being in there real soon, and you will love it”. he looked at the Pig and said “ You want your ole dilled again ?” The Pig said “ Yes. Please do it “.

If someone wishes to tell me my ass looks good in pictures, he could live on Mars for all I care. It costs neither of us anything. And in a world heading to Hell in a handcart, it adds a tiny glimmer of positivity (no pun intended).

Chapter 1: New Changes Let me start off by saying I'm a 43 year old white male who has worked for the same company for over 20 years. I knew early on I was gay and every sexual encounter I've ever had has been raw. I've been a top my whole life thanks in part to my 10 inch cock. I've pozzed so many men that I lost count. Now onto my story. Like I said I've been with this company over 20 years and right before Christmas they held a meeting saying we had been bought out. Unfortunately a lot of people I worked with were laid off because this new group brought in a lot of their own people. Fortunately I wasn't let go but I did get demoted which pissed me off. My new boss was this arrogant little punk who was barely 20 and didn't know shit. He only got this position because he was the new boss' son. I was basically running the department but this little shit was taking all the credit to his daddy. This little shit would argue with me about stuff that he didn't even know. He fucked up more shit than I can recall and the team and I would have to go back and fix his mistakes. Every night I would go home and visit Grindr trying to find someone I could fuck my frustrations out on. After several months of taking this guy's shit I was thinking about leaving. That is until one night I found his little ass on Grindr. Oh I was about to get my sweet revenge. Up until this point he presented himself as a God's gift to women type. But who knew he was a cock hungry little faggot. His profile read he was bi curious and wanted someone who was patient and show him how to pleasure a man. I decided I wanted to teach him a lesson for all the shit he put me through. I knew a lot of the gay men in my area and showed them his profile. It was decided that one of my friends would contact him and invite him over on Friday night for some one on one fun. The bitch accepted the invitation and the plan was set in motion. This was on Tuesday so I held off hooking up with anyone because I wanted my revenge on this punk. The next few days went by really slow because of the anticipation I had about fucking this guy. I let him get by with his little smug remarks knowing he was about to become my bitch after Friday night and he would be in no position to talk down to me after that.

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.

Maybe if I write this all down, I can maybe figure out why I did this. It all happened so fast. When I first started talking with Jordan on Grindr, I wouldn't have guessed that he was HIV positive. I know that you can't really tell but I just didn't expect such a hot guy to have HIV. It wasn't until our third date as we were walking through the French Quarter that Jordan revealed as much. Maybe it was because Jordan was so hot, or perhaps it was because I had had a boner for the previous half hour as I glanced at his bulge while we were walking and talking. For whatever the reason, I wasn't as shocked as I thought I would be. I wasn't as shocked as I thought I would be the first time I sucked off Jordan. And I wasn't shocked as I swallowed the big load delivered by his enviable, long and thick cock. So, I probably shouldn't have been shocked a couple of weeks later when I was laying in my bed face down as he was about to fuck me for the first time. He was so sweet and charming. He could have talked me into anything and he didn't even have to try and persuade me. It was two months of pent up desire: I HAD TO FEEL HIS DICK INSIDE ME, I wanted to scream. "Are you certain you don't want me to wear a condom?" he asked me. Okay, I guess it was more of a warning than a question. His question subtly reminded me he wasn't undetectable. He had explained that in switching meds his viral level was a "...little out of control." There was no reasoning with me, though, as I NEEDED him to fuck me, and I had to feel it raw. "Fuck me," was all I could manage to say in response. Before I knew it his tongue was in my hole and I was in heaven. And shortly thereafter his dick was slowly fighting its way into my tight hole. "Are you sure you want it?" he asked ever so gently. Only one response came to mind: "Fuck yes!" Jordan tried to reassure me or maybe persuade me. "We can stop at any point. Just say when you want me to stop." All I could focus on was the bliss of his thickness slowly plunging into me. I was somewhat surprised at how good it felt as in the past, even smaller cocks had hurt more. I suppose Jordan knew exactly how to fuck me. It was supposed to be this way, or so it seemed. Before I knew it, he was slowly pumping me all the way in and out. I can't explain how incredible it felt. In any event the experience was beyond intoxicating. Still, looking back I suppose I should have been shocked when Jordan seemed to transform. The gentle soft-spoken PhD student from Shreveport started to say some rather dark things in my ear. "I had a feeling you would like a poz dick fucking your ass." Somewhere in the back of my head, I knew this was a rather fucked up thing for him to say. But, I was too turned on to dispute him. And that only seemed to encourage him, "Yeah, take my poz dick in your tiny boyhole, you little slut." I felt kinda ashamed, and a little afraid hearing Jordan verbalize such notions. But, I was also turned on. And I never thought such deviance could arouse me so much. Before I knew it, I was encouraging him with each thrust. My feedback only seem to reinforce his darker tendencies. Only moments later, he past the point of all decency and conventional norms when he murmured softly into my ear "Each time I pump my dick into you, I'm taking a month of your life away from you." Then he slammed his dick into me harder than usual as if he wanted me to take extra notice. A few pumps later, he casually remarked "There go the rest of your 20s." In the back of my mind, I knew this was crazy. But, why then was I so turned on? A few moments later, he piston-fucked me relentlessly and then paused for a moment to comment "There went your 30s." I didn't quite get what he was saying until that point. "I'm fucking the life out of ou right now." I felt a sense of panic but the pleasure was still all-too-consuming. "Here go your forties," he said followed by ten deliberate jabs. The thrusts were unbelievably erotic though and the display of power he was showing me was persuasive. "You want more?" he asked as my mind raced to find some logic. I couldn't find it. "Yes, fuck my fifties away," I responded. Without a word he immediately complied. I didn't think he could hit me any deeper inside, but somehow his next series of jabbing thrusts hit a place deep inside me that I never experienced. I shrieked unexpectedly. But, found the pleasure still consumed me. My orgasm was mounting. I was confused, excited, terrified, but spell-bound. I didn't want him to stop. "You are getting closer and closer to death," he whispered into my ear and he jack-hammered me. I had no sensation of time as he jackhammered my hole. I had never before been so rock hard. And my ass felt incredible full of his cock. Then he announced "You are nearing your eighties now. I don't think you're gonna make it much pass 100." It was only then that logic managed to creep into my brain: I'm lettinng a poz guy fuck me. This is fucking crazy! Still I couldn't bring myself to object. "This poz dick is taking your last remaining years," he commented just before he started to moan and grunt, finally asking "Are you ready to die?!?" As I felt his cock stiffen even harder I nearly screamed "Fuck yeah, kill me with your cock!" His pace was frantic, and I was about to shoot my load any moment. "Get ... unh .. read .. for .. oblivion!!" I felt his hands grab my neck and he squeezed unbelievably hard. What the fuck? "Hey!" I tried to yell, but his clasp around my neck tightened and I found I couldn't make a sound. I was dizzy and light-headed. Maybe all the blood was going to my cock? I was barely conscious as felt his dick erupt inside me, but, just as Jordan unloaded in my hole I realized I was also shooting my jizz. I tried to catch my breath, but then everything went black. I woke up three hours later to a splitting headache. Jordan was gone and my ass was very sore. Had Jordan choked me to the point of causing me to pass out? What the hell just happened? That was two weeks ago. Jordan hasn't answered my phone calls or texts since then. What the fuck?!

It costs nothing to let a guy know he's attractive....and you never know where life may take you.

Let me comment on this topic as a regular Prep user cumdump. I don’t want to have HIV, and being on Prep gives me a indescribable freedom to be a cumdump and a breeder. However, it works for only HIV and doesn’t protect you from any other STIs. I don’t want to frighten you but if you take loads continuously you will probably get gono, chlamy, syphi or HBV, maybe HCV or HPV. The good news is that all of them can be cured but it’s important to recognise them and get the necessary meds (which is not a big deal: you can be vaccinated for HBV and HPV, if you have Syphilis you must get to injections, for gono or chlamy there are an antibiotics cure (for three, in worse case 30 days). Only HCV is a bit more complicated, then a 8 weeks (56 days) long meds cure is needed. I had all of them (except HPV because I have vaccinated). I don’t say that it’s a pleasure but nothing special. As my doc said two years ago, it’s better to get Syphilis then covid. Long story short, I encourage you to be a cumdump whore but before it I strongly suppose you to get an appointment and go on Prep following the official protocol.

I don't mind it. I like to chat and jerk off with people around the world.

My thoughts: 1. Yes, some guys are on "the apps" just as a means of chatting with a guy and jacking off to hot talk about what he'd like to do to/with the guy. For those people, obviously, distance isn't really a factor. 2. Some people just like giving compliments to men who appeal to them, regardless of distance. 3. Most of "the apps" have a field where you can check off all the things you're looking for (in terms of your interaction with others). For instance: Growlr allows you to check boxes for "Love, Dates, Conversation, Friends, No Strings Attached, Husband, Significant Other, Networking" within that category of "interactions sought". Scruff has a field called "Open to" and allows the choices of "Friendships, Relationships, Random Play/NSA, Dates, Chat Only, Networking". I'm sure most sites (not necessarily all) have such options, which means: people who are using the app for any of those purposes does not mean the app is "failing to serve their intended purpose." An app may not meet YOUR particular needs or wants, but complaining that there are people looking for things other than what you want is like going to a general restaurant that serves a wide variety of food and being upset that not every dish on the menu is Italian. As I see it: many of the apps view themselves as a virtual combination of the old fashioned gay bar and LGBT community center, minus the alcohol and smoke stench. Just as some people used to go out hoping to get laid and some used to go out hoping to meet a new boyfriend, different people can want different things "on the apps." All that said: one can, of course, make it clear in one's profile that one is not interested in idle chit-chat, even compliments; that you're only interested in sex, and you want it fairly soon, so don't bother chatting unless you're ready to deliver. Of course, that runs the risk of offending those who might well "deliver" but who like a little more lead-in effort. Them's the breaks.

I'm moving this to the PrEP forum; I think it makes more sense there. Short answer: Yes, PrEP will work regardless of how many loads you are taking. More loads don't somehow "use it up". It isn't perfect, but it's very, very good as long as you take it regularly. That said, if you go full-on bare cumdump, you are very likely to pick up some other STIs. Do get the appropriate vaccines and get tested and treated regularly.

I've taken condoms off guys who were fucking me and the reaction has been mixed. I used to belong to a married men's sex group that met twice a month at a hotel. 90% married to women and had children and about 10% gay guys (like me) who were sponsored by a married guy. There was one guy (a gay guy) who became the group's condom Nazi. He spent more time checking for condoms than getting fucked. I did fuck bb with a few guys there anyway, but there were guys that wore condoms. I would tell them it was okay to bareback me, but again, reaction was mixed. I decided to do an experiment for a period of time at the group parties...........when I came in the room and stripped, I would always lube my hole. I started lubing my hole with vaseline which would cause the condom to rupture. I wanted to know how many guys would keep going when the condom broke. Results: 13 fucks (over a few week period) and one guy, ONE, told me it broke. I told him it was okay to continue and he did. 12 other guys didn't tell me. I find it hard to believe that they were unaware that the condom broke even if they could not feel the break because they watched their cock pump in and out of my hole while they fucked me. And for anyone here who is about to jump my case for doing something immoral, I had no STDs during those fucks that would get passed on. I work for a company that has a clinic on site and I got tested after every sex party. Gay or Straight, I think more guys like it bare. As time went on, I decided to tell all guys that I was bb only and the choice was theirs. Very few have walked away.

Each superbly drawn-out episode drags us (albeit willingly) deeper into those dark fantasizes we all have, but only some get to live! Thanks for sharing your tales, and talent!! You've got a huge pool (pun intended) of "...Swim Team" fans eagerly awaiting a deep dive into another wet episode. You've got me wondering what specialized attention Coach provides the hot townhouse team studs? Greater privilege deserves greater and deeper commitment.

I agree that all men that attend a sex party are honest about status, in the same way they arrive to the party on the backs of flying pigs 😂😂

Yup, just ordered my stainless steel cage yesterday...can't wait til t cums!!! 🍆💦😈

that’s what some of us do before we accept that we aren’t regular cumdumps, but we are actually chasers. my boyfriend made me realize that by taking ALL loads and going to places where pigs go to fuck cumdumps I was already taking a lot more poz loads than I thought. also made me realize that I had to know poz guys were breeding me on the regular in bathhouses, porn theatres and cruising spots especially, where they were all anonymous breeders. no risk of an anonymous cumdump getting pissed at you for knocking us up cause we have no idea who you are, your name, your number, or in my case even what they look like. plus we are taking so many random loads it could be anyone. plus even though I hadn’t admitted it, I was often hoping the guy or guys fucking me were toxic. I even had guys that were secretly whoring me out exclusively to poz men but telling me the men were neg but I kinda suspected they were trying to get me pozzed. once men made me realize that I’m a chaser, I realized I was deluding myself thinking there was any chance I could stay neg being the community cumdumpster I am. he will figure it out sooner or later. better sooner so he can enjoy it.

How Rude, Dont speak for me, as this is not true on my part. To me dick is dick whoever its attached to.

Oh man, I’m glad you felt that… Many of the guys reading my story are in love with Zeus (Hell, I am too…I’d crawl on my hands and knees over broken glass to worship him if he were real) and it was killing me to keep his secret.

Last night! Went the a parTy at a sleazy motel by Teterboro airport in NJ. There was at least 5 guys there with a sling and toys and all kinds of fun sTuff. Got there at 8pm left today at 11am. Long fun night. I bottomed for at least 5 guys. There were guys coming in and out of the room. Got strapped in and was fed all night and fucked all night! So hot

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with giving a compliment, or having a brief convo about how’s thing are in there side of the world.

Chapter 9 With that he sank his cock into the upturned butt in front of him. He pushed until his balls were lapping on the Pig’s cheeks. The Pig said “ That feels good. Lease give me more “ The Meth was really kicking in and the Pig would be in heat all night and possibly tomorrow. The Guy stared fucking the Pig with low deep thrusts. Every once in a while he would hesitate and then ram deep and hard. He was trying to hurt the Pig, teach him a lesson that he would not forget but with the Meth that his ass absorbed he was lost in the High. He was so high that he was staring to beg to get more in him. The other guy slowly pushing a finger up the Pig’s ass while the other guy was fucking him. The Pig felt that and simply said “ More, put more in me”. He was pleading to get his ass ripped open. In no time he had 4 fingers up the Pig’s ass along with that fat 7” cock. The Pig was going crazy with lust. The Top said “ I have never felt a Pig wanting it so bad. His ass is trying to milk everything out of my cock .” . The Guys cell was blowing up with comments as the remote guys watching the action on the app were going crazy. Many of them wanted to see the Pig get his ass ripped open to the point of bleeding. They cold see the Pig’s ass flexing an some of the of Pig’s ass lips being pulled out with the guys cock. They could also see the scorpion tat on the guy’s groin just above his cock. They all knew want that meant. All this was getting to be to much for the guy and he said I can’t hold out much longer. When the guy with the fingers in the Pig’s ass heard that he took a finger on his other hand and wormed it up the guys ass. He reached in and hit the guy’s prostate and began rubbing it. the guy bellowed “ I am Cumming, take my load you Pig “. He went as deep in the Pig’s ass as he could get. He had almost all his weight on the Pig’s upturned ass. The other guy with his fingers up the Pig’s and the guy’s ass said” Damn! I can feel him Cumming in both ends. “ “ It is really getting my 4 fingers wet with cum. “ The Pigs was whimpering with the intrusion into his ass and said “ Fuck. You’re really deep. Give me every drop “. The Guy shooting in him said “ I plan to knock up this ass.” You will never be the same after this”. He also added “ No turning back now pig.” After he finished shooting his load in the Pig’s stretched pulsating ass he pulled out. The other guy immediately pushed 4 fingers from his other hand up the Pig’s ass along with the ones he already had lodged in there. This stretched the Pig’s ass more than he ever got stretched. He yelped and said “ That hurts, Pleas3e pull out some of those fingers. I can’t take it “. The Guy pulled out all the fingers out but he intentionally used his nails to cut the Pig’s tender ass. If it was possible, he wanted to give that Toxic cum he just received a chance to infect him. He stood up and said now it is my turn. He gave the Pig a couple strong slaps on his ass and then pushed his smaller cock up the Pig’s ass. The Pig was so loose that the guy went deep on the first push. He said “ I might not be able to cum but I do have something for you”. He started pumping and said that the Pig was to loose for his to cum. The other guy said “ I am done for the evening or I would push in behind you and see how this worthless Pig handles two cocks at once “. About that time there was a knock at the door. A guy came in and said that John wanted him to see if this Pig is primed for a little fun at his place. He added “ Of course. I will never turn down a piece of ass to destroy”.

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………….

A person who had the same passion for topping as they do for bottoming would most likely list as 'versatile', not 'versatile bottom'. 'Versatile bottom', to me, suggests "I prefer to bottom, it's what I like, but I've been known to top sometimes and don't necessarily object to doing it." So I don't see much to call out here.

In one of those kids’ bouncy tents. A couple of us were setting it up for a pride festival the next day. As it got darker, another volunteer and I went inside and played around for a little bit just jumping and bouncing. It’s almost impossible to keep your balance in those things, and inevitably we fell on top of each other and one thing led to another and suddenly we were having a bouncy good time!

Chapter 8 The guy replied “ Shut the fuck up or I will rip our hole with my that, and that will only be for starters. This was not going the way the Pig had hoped but he was still craving anything so he figured he would let it go for now. Little did he know that this was spiraling out of his control very quickly. It was about that time that the other guy’s phone rang, he answered it and the Pig couldn’t make out what all was being said. His concentration want what it normally was, Between the craving in his loins an the tong in his ass he was barely able to comprehend anything other than the pleasure of his lower body was getting. When the guy hung up he said a couple of his friends wanted to see if they could see hat is going on. They couldn’t make it right now but if all looks good they would definitely be up for a bareback tag team at a later date. The Pig asked how that would work and the guy said he can use his phone and publish it live time for them. He also said that since the Pig had the hood no one would know who was getting his ass railed. The pig said that it sounded OK to him. The one guy was done cleaning the Pig’s ass and hole and was now using his fingers to stretch the hole. One of them grabbed some rope and tied the Pig’s arms to his knees. In this position the Pig was ass up and could not change anything. He was in total control of the 2 guys that were about to broadcast him getting who knows what up his ass. They also wrapped some smaller rope around his cock and balls. This felt weird to the Pig but at the same time it was exciting. One of the guys played with his cock until it started to get hard then stopped. With the binding on his cock it was almost painful. The guy used his fingers and flicked the Pig’s ball. This hurt some and he said “ Hey, that hurts, stop doing that “ The guy said but it looked so good on the video. He did it again and the Pig said “ Stop, that is really tender and it isn’t feeling good on my nuts “. The guy replied “ You asked for it and let us tie you up so shut up and take it like a man “. He added “ Everybody is watching and texting what they want to see you subjected to “. The Pig said “ Everybody “/ The guy responded “ I guess I forgot to tell you I opened this to anyone in a chat room we use. I think you have 20 watchers “. About that time the other guy poured lube up the guys hole and started stretching him open, He had 4 fingers from one hand and a couple from the other embedded on the Pigs stretched and sore hole. He was using them to open the hole wider. The Pig was coming down from the Tina piss and this was not as much fun as it was before. He didn’t know why and figured it was just him getting tired. The one guy told the one with the fingers in his ass that he wanted to fuck this Pig and said that the viewers wanted to see him knock up the Bitch. The guy with the Fingers up the Pig’s ass pulled out and the Pig said this is all he had left from earlier and asked if he should put it in the Pig. It was a small shard and the other guy said “ Sure. Might as well get him going “. With that they dropped the shard into the gaping hole of the Pig. He said “ As stretched as he is I doubt he felt it go in “. The other guy said “ Yeah, but he will. This is some good shit “. The Guy with the bigger cock said “ I need to fuck this faggot.” He asked the Pig “ are you ready for me to knock up your ass Pig “?. The Pig was already feeling the effects of the shard that was put in his ass. He didn’t understand what it was but it felt great and he needed anything up his ass. That familiar craving was coming back and although his once virgin ass was sore he had an uncontrollable need to get something in his butt again. He replied “ Yes, anything. Please help me “. With that the one guy moved over and the other guy hovered over that gaping slit of a cunt and pushed the fat mushroom head of his cock into the Pig. The head popped in with little or no resistance. He looked over at the other guy and said “ You really do have this ass loosened up “. “ I have felt tighter cunts on women”. With that he sank his cock into the upturned but in front of him. He pushed until his balls were lapping on the Pig’s cheeks. The Pig said “ That feels good. Lease give me more “ The Meth was really kicking in and the Pig would be in heat all night and possibly tomorrow.

Chapter 7 I met Sally on Monday morning outside the health clinic. We walked in together. I was interested to see how she had got on with Ty. After registering we sat down in the waiting room. Sally winced and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. ‘Whats Up?’ I asked. ‘ My ass is so sore!’ she replied ‘How come?’ I enquired. ’Ty’s monster cock, that’s how come! ! He’s practically destroyed my ass! ‘ ’Tell me more? ‘ I whispered. ‘ I don’t know how u guys take it in the ass all the time’ Sally continued. ‘ I was getting it on with Ty on Saturday after we left, he didn’t have any condoms, and I think he has a secret pregnancy fetish’ ‘How come?’ I asked again . ‘ Well, he kept saying he wanted to breed me and make me pregnant with his babies! I’m not on the pill so I didnt want to risk him cumming in my pussy so I let him fuck me in my ass. I’ve never had anything that big in me, it stretched me to my limit. He was so hot though that I wanted it again the next morning and he absolutely hammered my ass’. It’s strange though, the more he fucked my ass and stretched it the more I wanted. Must have been cos he made me feel so dirty, taking it in the ass. His cum was practically dripping out of me afterwards!’ ‘Maybe you should get on PreP if you’re going to become a regular ass Queen!’ I said with a wink. ‘Are you seeing him again? ‘ ‘Maybe. I’ll let you know!’Sally replied. My name was then called out to go in. The rather sexy looking male nurse told me to sit. ‘ Ok just confirming things Neil. You confirm that you have sex with other men ‘ ‘Yes’ ‘ ‘OK, you have tested negative so you are eligible. However if you have had unprotected sex in the last month with someone who is positive for hiv then you could still test positive later. This won’t protect you from that. Also it won’t be fully effective for 7 days, so ry to limit your exposure for a week ‘ he said with a bit of a smile ‘ if you can! And if you can’t, be lucky!’ He added. ‘ I will see you in 4 weeks for a review’ I wondered was he flirting with me as I walked out. I caught up with Sally, made more small talk, we hugged and then went our separate ways. I had the rest of the day off. I went home and read the prescription, took a pill. At least I would make an effort , I thought. I would try and be sensible even if I couldn’t do anything about what had happened already. The thought of Ty breeding Sally also got me quietly horny. I decided to go upstairs and put on some porn. I was in the mood and watching some bareback action when my doorbell rang. ‘Fuck!’ I thought. Probably a delivery for a neighbour. I looked outside, but instead of a van as expected, I saw Luke’s car. I threw on a robe and went down. I opened the door. ‘Hi’ Luke chimed as he walked in straight past me. ‘Have I interrupted anything?’ ‘er no’ I responded. He looked at me with a semi erection poking through the robe. ‘Doesn’t look like it ‘ he grinned. ‘Visitors, or porn?’ He asked. ‘Er porn ‘ I mumbled. He then proceeded to tell me about Ty and Sally . ‘She was gagging for it Ty says. Apparently he came in her three times, so he could have bred you both in the same night!’ ‘Let’s see what you’re watching’ Luke walked upstairs, and I followed. ‘Bareback. The only way.’ he said ‘Good choice. Take your robe off.’ It was more of an order than a request. My cock stiffened. He started to strip. For the first time I saw him fully naked. I knelt and started to suck his cock. As I was sucking he said ‘wait. This doesn’t look good!’ . I looked up. Luke was pointing at my pills. ‘Not good at all’ ‘You’re not doing this properly. You are a natural bareback bottom, you love cum. Don’t deny it. You need to be bred. Don’t you? ‘ ‘Yes’ I whispered. ‘Wait there’ and with that he disappeared into the bathroom. He returned moments later. ‘Do you want my cock now?’ He asked. ‘ yes’ I replied. ‘Well it only comes with one of these’ . He held up my pills in one hand and a toothbrush in the other. ‘ If you want my cock, then these pills go down the toilet. You can’t get any more. And just to make sure I will slide the toothbrush in you before I fuck you and cum in you. I know you secretly want it but are too scared to say so. Or you choose the pills and I leave. What’s it to be?’ Would my head win or my cock? Luke’s stiff cock was inches from my mouth, shiny with precum. Toxic precum. I was wanking my cock slowly. My head didn’t stand a chance. ‘Toothbrush’ I whispered. ‘Louder, so I can hear. Tell me what you want’ ‘Toothbrush! I want the toothbrush! ‘ I said, loudly. ‘ I want your cum, in me . Please, fuck me !’ Luke walked to the bathroom, I heard a flush after the ripping of plastic. He returned. ‘The choice of a natural bottom. Soon to be a poz bottom’ he said. ‘Lie back’ Luke spread my legs and rimmed my hole, working his tongue in whilst I played with my cock. Then he swiftly inserted the toothbrush and twisted it around. I felt no pain, I was feeling too horny. He pulled it out and showed me the pink bristles. ‘This is it. ‘ He leaned over and just slid his cock in me. He kissed me and whispered ‘ it’s now already too late. Embrace it, embrace your destiny. Shoot your last neg load for me’ I wanked my cock furiously as Luke fucked me, hard for what felt like ages. I just wanted it. In that moment in my mind I embraced that I was going to become poz, possibly there and then. I didn’t fight it. ‘I’m cumming ‘ he growled at me as his breathing became ragged ‘ here’s your poz gift ‘ and he rammed his cock deep in me as he came. That tipped me over the edge and I came almost immediately, shooting jets of cum over my chest, panting. Luke pulled out his cock and fed it to me. It was tinged pink. I sucked and knew now there was no going back. The thought got my cock stirring again. Luke licked my chest clean of my cum. ‘Mmm your last neg load. The next time I suck your cock we both know my poz babies will have converted you’ With that, he kissed me and dressed, leaving me feeling conflicted, but strangely secretly relieved. to be continued……..

Chapter 2: Hungry Whore Friday night finally arrived. My buddy has a nice house with a lot of room in the back for vehicles. Six of us parked out vehicles around back and went inside with our friend to wait for the little punk. My friend had hidden cameras set up to ensure this little bitch didn't try to blackmail us afterwards. We all popped a sex pill because we were planning on turning this punk out. Around 7:30 the little bitch arrived and parked out front. My friend met him at the door while the rest of us hid in another room where the monitors were set up so we could watch. Once the door was shut Jacob, my friend, grabs the punk and starts kissing him. Surprisingly the bitch accepted the kiss and was really getting into it. As they kissed they started undressing each other. We already knew how big of a cock Jacob had but we had to look really close at the bitch's cock. If you could call it that. He was hard but damn he was small. I'm talking pencil thin and it didn't even look like it reached two inches. My pinky was longer and thicker than his penis. Oh this was going to be better than I thought. Jacob is eight inches and fairly thick and Poz as well. Jacob led the bitch to the couch and had him get on his knees to start his training. The bitch must have watched a lot of porn because he knew what to do with a cock. He started kissing up and down on the cock and licking Jacob's balls. He worked his way back up Jacob's cock to the head and started slowly working the head into his mouth. Jacob confirmed our suspicion when he stopped the bitch to ask him if he was truly a virgin at gay sex. He admitted that he was but he watched a lot of gay porn and practiced with dildos. With that Jacob told to get back busy sucking his cock. The bitch obliged and started sucking again. Jacob doesn't hide his status on Grindr and he doesn't use a condom either. The bitch knew that and he was still begging in between sucking Jacob's cock for Jacob to fuck him. We later learned the bitch thought that being a virgin he would be ok. How stupid he was. After having the bitch sucking his cock for about 30 minutes Jacob led him into his fun room. In the fun room was a sling that Jacob loves to use on his lovers. At this time the bitch looks a little nervous so Jacob kisses him and fiddles with the punk's penis. This must have been enough to convince the bitch because he let Jacob put him in the sling. Once he was secured in the sling my friends and I were ready to pounce but the time hadn't arrived yet. Jacob took out a bottle of poppers and had the bitch sniff them while Jacob ate out his hole. For 15 minutes Jacob prepped his hole while the bitch continued to sniff the poppers. He was so high from the poppers that once Jacob slid his cock in the bitch didn't even feel the pain. He was so lost in lust. Jacob started fucking the shit out of his ass while the bitch moaned in pleasure. Jacob started degrading him and the bitch loved it. As Jacob fucked him his little penis squirted the smallest amount of cum I had ever seen. All we could do was laugh at how pathetic this guy really was. Once Jacob announced he was getting ready to cum that was our cue to enter. It wasn't long and Jacob made the announcement. Jacob started fucking the bitch harder than I have ever seen him fuck anyone. My friends left the room we were in to go a few rooms down to the fun room. I stayed back on purpose. When the bitch saw the others enter the room he started panicking. He had no idea what lay in store. Jacob told him with a small penis that he was nothing more than a cumdump for real men. Before he could protest a cock was stuffed in his mouth and another one up his ass.

I did. This guy off grindr. I was high and blind folded. He came. Put the condom on. And then started f****** me. And as I was enjoying it doggy style. I put my hands above where his testicle were underneath that was feeling. And I was feeling his dick and I felt that he didn't have the condom on. Yeah the condom was around the base of his dick but the top was ripped off. He told me that it was just ripped. But I did discreetly record my videos. I use a camera that looks like a charging port and when I looked at the camera. I saw that when I gave him the condom. He took the condom and bit it. And I had no idea that whole time before I felt thst he was raw. Thst he was breeding me. If it wasn't for the fact that I look back at the video after he left, and saw that he was f****** me that whole time with the condom around his dick. I wouldnt have knew he stealthed me. But I'm really fucked up cuz I still get high an jerk off to the fact that he stealth to me. I loce watching the video and seeing him bit thst condom discreetly. So I do feel a bit violated. But I also feel really horny watching knowing that that whole time he was breeding me. That was just some cum dump that he had no respect for. He didnt care about me giving him a condom. He still got what he wanted. Breeding this ass.

MY name is Gavin, I am 26, I am married to my high school sweetheart. I am blond, 5’9 150 muscled with blue yes. My wife Maria is 5’7 135 brunette and absolutely beautiful. We have dated all through high school and college, our sex life got a lot more fun when we were in college, and I had big plans for our honeymoon. What happened on our trip to Boston for our honeymoon changed our relationship forever. It changed both of us also. It all started in the bar, I was waiting for Maria and talking to some very well-dressed college basketball jocks who were there for a bachelor party. We were talking sport and I shared that I had just gotten married. I had never hung out with black guys before so some of the works they used I was unfamiliar with and played along. One of the guys asked me if I as a cuck and not wanting to seem stupid I said yea, they laughed and looked at each other and smiled and patted me on the back. I thought that must have been a good thing. They had a couple other buds come down, two Latin guys and a white guy. We were all having a good time, one of the guys asked me what room we were in so they could send a gift up and I shared our room number and told them that would be great. Just about then Maria walked in, and they hooped and patted me on the back, damn she was beautiful. I told them we had dinner plans and then we were going to hit it in the room, and they cheered me on and off I went. We had a great dinner talking about our new life together and our big plans. Maria told me halfway through dinner that she had stopped her birth control and she was ovulating so tonight could be the night we start our new family. I was both nervous, not sure I wanted to jump right in but horny as fuck and wanted to fuck like bunnies when we got back. We finished dinner and headed back to the hotel for a night cap and while we were just about ready to pour our drinks, I heard a knock at the door. I went and answered it thinking it was room service but to my time and pouring drinks. They wanted to toast us and passed around drinks and Marie, and I clinked our glasses and downed our shot. They poured another and again they cheered, and we surprise it was the guys I had bet downstairs and they busted in the room telling me they brought us a wedding gift. I was in shock; I know they said they would send up a gift, but we were just about to have sex. I tried to be gracious and thank them and try to usher them out, but they were having a great downed that one. They started to play some music, ten minutes later Maria had passed out on the bed, and I was dozy and almost out. I could see a few of the guy's undressing Maria but I was helpless to do anything, I just utter unrecognizable sounds. It was not long till Maria was naked and spread eagle with one of the Latin guys eating her out. She was passed out but moaning, I right to reach out my hand to stop him but it barely moved. One of the black guys was over me helping me out of my clothes telling me what a good little cuck I was. I thought what the fuck is a cuck, when one of the black guys spread my ass checks and began to lick my ass hole. I had never had that done, it was weird at first, but I involuntarily began to moan. The guy ate away at my hole while the Latin guy eating Maria out slide into her and began to fuck her with his huge dick. She was moaning and whimpering. Soon I had a BBC at my mouth and the guy opened it slightly and slid it in. I am not sure why, but I began to suck on it. He patted my head and told me I was a good cuck. There I was, sucking this huge black cock as I felt another rubbing on my hole. It was so wet from the tongue fucking I had received, they seemed to be working in unison. The big dick shoved down my throat so I could not breath nor utter a sound as what felt like a baseball bat slide slowing inside me. I screamed inside but nothing came out, I felt like he was tearing me as he stretched my hole. He pressed till he was balls deep inside me my tight little hole. He said, fuck, I think this cuck is a virgin as he slowly pulled out and then sunk back inside me. The guy lodged in my throat pulled out and let me catch my breath and then began fucking my mouth and throat while my ass was being reshaped into a pussy. The guy began to fuck me harder with long stroked and then grunted and shoved inside me and I could feel his rock-hard dick pulsing inside me as he came. I was relieved he was finished but grossed out he came inside of me. The finally withdrew and the guy in my mouth pulled out and I was immediately replaced by one of the Latin guys who fucked my throat, the black guy pressed his big dick at my battered hole and slide in easily with all the cum and still being wet from my throat. I had shot my load as this guy fucked me, I had never cum without touching my dick or fucking pussy. There I was taking more dick, I could no longer see Maria, but I knew she had taken at the very least three loads and it was then that I remembered that she was ovulating. I now could only think of having some other guy's kid, we had talked about having kids for so long and her some random guys were probably going to knock her up tonight. The evening went one, I took each of their dicks and so did Maria. She was still out, one of the black guys grabbed my phone and called himself, then programed his number in my phone as Black Bull. He told me I was blond cuck. They dressed and left, I felt so dirty I had to take a shower, when I came out Maria was still out, and I helped her under the covers and crawled into bed and tried to sleep. I kept picturing big black cocks inside me, fucking me and making me cum like they had when they fucked me without even touching my dick. I finally dozed off, when we both woke up in the morning Maria said she as so sore. She hit me and said, I fucked the shit out of her last night. I did not have the heart to tell her she got used like a cum dump by those guys from downstairs. She kissed me and told me she forgave me, hoping she would soon be pregnant. I shook inside, fuck, she may soon have a black or Latin baby inside her. Just one chance the baby would turn out white. I put it out of my head as much as I could, she had plans with her mother before she left the city. They paid for everything, and it was a tradition. Maria got ready and headed down to meet her mother and I went to work out. I had been in the work out room for twenty minutes when in walked two of the guys from last night. They immediately started texting someone and I began to become uncomfortable. I started to gather my drink and towel when in cam Black Bull. Where are you going Cuck, he said, as he came over and put his arm around me. Looks like the cuck is up for some more fun. I said, no I must go. He said, not before you stop by my room. I tried to pull away, but he held me, and I did not want to make a scene. We got back to his room and he immediate told me to strip. I did it without much hesitation, he was unbuttoning his pants and pulled out his big dick. You, cuck need some oral lessons. Today is your lucky day, got on my knees and began to suck his big dick. He said, that is a little better than the first night, but you have some learning to do. I held my head and forced his dick down my throat. I was gagging and he laughed, you will get better cuck. I was trying as much as I could and then he let up. I have a surprise for you, there is a gay boy in the hotel who is going to help train you to be a cock sucker. He will be here any minute. Fuck, this could not get worse. He pushed me back on his dick and a minute later I heard a knock at the door. He greeted the guy and invited him in, he told this Tall white guy that this was the cuck he was telling him about. He smiled at me and told me I was a cute little cuck. So, you are straight? I said, yea. I love helping straight boys. He undressed, he had a great body and when he pulled his underwear down, he was sporting a huge dick. He came over and lifted his dick, I knew he wanted me to open my mouth, so I did. I sucked on his dick till it was rock hard and almost as big as Black Bull’s and just as thick. He held both sides of my head and tilted it and fucked my throat. He told me what a good boy I was and that he would help me be the little cuck I was meant to be. Just as he was getting into it, Black Bull had him pull out and he told me to get up on all fours on the bed. I did and the white guy began to fuck my throat again. Black bull licked and tongued my hole and make me shiver inside. My hole kept opening and closing, he felt so amazing. The cock down my throat seemed to get much easier than last night. This went on for ten minutes and then the white guy pulled out. He said he was getting too close, he bent down and looked me in the eyes and leaned in and kissed me as he held my head so I could not pull back. I did not want to do this, he pressed hard and between the tongue in my ass and his libs against mine I gave in and kissed him back. He made out with me for five minutes, broke the kid and said now give me some of that ass. Black Bill came around and he too got down in front of me and leaned in and kissed me while the white guy ate my hole. Here I was making out with two guys. The white guy pulled off my ass and lubed up his cock and pressed it against my hole. Black Bull looked at me and said, you have a big gay dick going inside you cuck. You are such a little worthless man, just a hole for men to use. Your wife is lucky we found you two so you could realize your true worth. He called me a little slut cuck, cum dump, whore and that brought the gay guy over the edge, and he shot his load inside me. He caught his breath and withdrew, and they changed places. The gay guy fed me his cummy cock and made me swallow and clean his dick off. The black bull fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. The white guy pulled out and got dressed while I cleaned the black bulls cock off. The black bull told me to get dressed, I jumped up and dressed and he grabbed my face and told me I was to go with this nice man and do anything he said. You will not be happy if you do not follow all directions. Do you hear me cuck; I nodded my head that I heard him? I looked up at the gay guy and he winked at me. We walked out of the room, and he told me I was a good fuck and that his apartment was right around the corner. I was walking but inside I kept saying no, I can’t do this. We arrived at his place a few minutes later, walked in and he introduced me to his roommate that was in the living room, Ben and he asked where Charlie was. Ben said he would be back in ten minutes. Good, the tall gay guy said, why don’t you let this little straight boy suck your dick and if he is lucky, you will fuck him and give him a load. Ben stood up and dropped his shorts and revealed a fat dick. It was thick just hanging there, he sat back down and motioned me over. I walked over and got between his legs, and he whispered, it gets thick. Just warning you little fag. I could see it was already starting to grow, I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He said, little fag, you better get to work, he lifted his dick to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on his head and opened wide to take his huge cock in my mouth as he got rock hard. I sucked three inches of his dick and licked all over it, it was just too big. He told me to stand up, I did. He grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom. Once inside he left the door open and began to undress me, he leaned down and kissed me. He was a good kisser, I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes as I stood there completely naked and hard as a rock. Ben broke off the kiss as he felt my chest and stomach. I had a tight muscled chest and wash board abs, Ben whispered hot body. Then he squatted and engulfed my rock-hard leaking cock and sucked my cock like no one has ever sucked it before. I started to shake, I was so close to cumming, Ben quickly pulled off and grabbed my balls and squeezed them as he pulled them. He made me go soft, keeping me from coming. I was so disappointed, he looked up and told me there would be plenty of time for cumming. He then lifted me up on the bed and lifted my legs and old me to leave the up. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it on my hole and began to suck my cock again. He worked a finger, then two and finally three inside me. I felt full, but then another finger, it hurt but with him sucking my dick my mind was confused and I just let him fingers twist inside me as he stretched my hole. He press deep, his fingers felt so deep inside me. He pulled off my cock as he told me I had a great ass, he withdrew his fingers, as he tossed a brown bottle at me and told me to open it and sniff. I uncapped it and leaned up and sniffed, the right and the left and he told me to do it again. I hit it again, he had lubed up his fat dick and was pressed against my hole. He told me one more time, I did it as he pressed on my hole, and it hurt but my head was spinning as my hole gave way to his huge dick. He stopped and told me again boy. He felt so deep, but he told me he was only halfway in, I remembered the thickest part was yet to come from holding his dick. It was like a tree trunk. The pain made my dick go soft, he pressed deeper and after what seemed like two long minutes, he was balls deep inside me. My hole was screaming, he was to fucking big. He pulled out slowly and I hoped we were done, but I knew better. He slowly slides back in and balls deep again. He kept this up and after seven or eight goes my hole seemed to relax and let him in. He had looked very determined up that point, but Ben looked down and said, boy you are about to get fucked. His dick still stretching me, but it felt good, and my dick was getting hard. He called me a little fag boy, see he said. Your dick loves my fat cock in your hole. He fucked me like this for ten minutes, my cock was leaking. I went to touch my dick, but he slapped my hand away. He pulled out and had me get doggie and he came up behind me and slide his cock in. It hurt at first from this angle but after a minute I opened and he fucked me hard for ten minutes calling me a little slut, whore boy, before his breathing got heavy, minutes later he shoves inside me and unloads. He kept his dick inside me and pulled me to the side and I was soon cradled in his arms with his dick inside me. He held me there for ten minutes, I could feel his dick lose its girth, he began to kiss my neck and feel my body. He found my cock and I was hard still, he jacked it and I could feel my hole tighten up on his dick and he soon grew again. Before I knew it, he was rock hard and fucking me slow and steady. He fucked me like this as he held my left leg up so he could get deep inside me. Then he stopped and pulled out. He had me get on all fours and he spread my hole and told me how open it was. Nice gape he said, then he slides his fingers back inside me after lubing them up and my hole. He had three and then four inside me twisting them around as I moaned. He got all four fingers deep inside me. I felt so full, then he said, I am going to save this for later and let the guys enjoy your hole before I wreck it. That sounded scary to me, he slowly pulled his fingers out, immediately putting his big dick back inside me and fucked me hard for ten minutes and shot his load inside me making me cum too without even touching my dick. Ben pulled out, got out of bed, put his hand out for me to get up and I did. I grabbed it and got off the bed, he pulled me in and kissed me. All my nerves with firing, I had never felt anything like this. My body shook, my dick started to grow again. He broke the kiss and laughed as he told me that his last boyfriend was straight. He said, let's get you showered and back to your wife. I put my number in your phone so we can get together tomorrow for another work out. Tell you wife you are going to work out and will be back and come here. Text me on the way. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the shower. The water felt good, his hands all over me washing me felt better. I could not believe how this guy was making me feel, soon enough the water stopped. He handed me a towel as I got out. Once dry he leaned in and kissed me again, bolts of lightning were going through my body. Then he said, be a good little fag and get dressed. I rushed into the bedroom and dressed. He did also, we made it to the living room before he kissed me again as he led me to the door. See you in the morning he said as the door closed. Fuck, here I was standing on the porch of some gay guy's place having taken his buddies load and the black guy and two of his. I walked back to the hotel, telling me self this was a one-time thing, but I knew something had changed and I needed to explore this. I felt guilty the entire walk back to the hotel. I made it before Maria. I decided to go have a drink to calm my nerves. I went down to the hotel bar; it was not two minutes after I got my drink that the white guy from last night and a Latin guy sat down one either side of me. They ordered their drink and just when I was about to get up the white guy put his hand on my shoulder and held me there. Where are you going, we just got here? I tried to say, my wife is going to be back but before I could get it out, the Latin guy spoke. We will be to your room tonight at 10, repeat of last night. Not sure if I like you wives' pussy or your ass better. I need another round tonight to decide. I froze but inside I was shaking my head no. Did he just say that out loud where everyone can hear? I was afraid to look to see if anyone was looking as us now. They downed their drinks and told me they wanted to show me something in their room. I walked with them, I felt like I did not really have a choice. When we got to the room, they both stripped off their pants and were rock hard. They sat on the bed and told me to suck them. I sucked the Latin guy first and the white guy said, jack my dick cuck. For the next hour, I sucked and jacked their dicks. When they were close, they would lift their legs and have me rim them. The white guy loved it. He would hold me head and pull me into to his ass. The Latin guy was first, he pulled me over and shoved me down on his dick and he came. Rope after rope shot down my throat. I did not even taste his cum till he pulled his dick out some so I could suck him clean. The white guy made me rim him for another five minutes and then pulled my head up on his dick and shot his load in my mouth. I sucked him clean, then he spit on my face and spoke. Good cuck, you are getting better each time. He smiled at me and told me to get back to my room, we will be there at 10 like I said so make sure your wife is ready for drink and some hot fucking. I went back to our room, hoping I had a chance to brush my teeth and tongue before Maria get back. I was dreading tonight; I wanted to pack our bags and sneak out of the hotel in the worst way. I got to the room and Maria was already there, she said there you are. Hey babe, I said as I rushed into the bathroom. I must piss like a racehorse I told her. I ran the water, brushed my teeth and tongue and gargled and then flushed the toilet and came out with a smile on my face and said, I missed you! I gave her a big kiss and she said I tasted like a toothpaste factory. I told her I burped up something and did not want you to taste it when I kissed you. Thanks, but that was just about as bad she said. She started to tell me all about her day, I sat there thinking about the cum I had inside me and about all the cum she took last night, Fuck, I remembered she as ovulating, and they wanted to do it again. I started to get really conflicted, but I tried to focus on Maria. She stopped and said, what did you do today. Awe, I worked out, took a walk, had a couple beers with the guys from last night. Made some new friends. She said that sound nice, glad you had a good day. We got around to go to dinner. I got in the shower first so I could get ready. I sat on the toilet and so much cum came out. Wow, I hopped in the shower to get ready and slide a couple fingers in hole. Played with it for a couple minutes and then got out and dried off. Then let Maria take the room. It was an hour later; we were ready to head to dinner and have another fine dining experience. On the way out of the hotel we found a bottle of champagne with a note, congrats. I knew it was from the guys, I slipped it inside and we went to dinner and Maria thought that was so nice of the hotel. The dinner wound down; I ate light since I knew I was getting fucked again. I had butterflies in my stomach, but my dick was semihard. Maria noticed it and rubbed it and thought I was excited to fuck but that is not what my mind was on. She brought me back to thinking about her taking all those guys and knowing she was ovulating and could get knocked up. Fuck, that was now donning me. I lost my erection, but in the car on the way back, I kept picturing Ben’s big dick and it make me so hard. My hole needed him too. All the way back to the hotel, all I could think about is dick. When we arrived, we went up to the room, I text the black guy who called me a cuck all the time to let him know we were back. He texts me back saying, I left already but you will get plenty of dick cuck. I will let the guys know you are ready. By the way, there are some new arrivals. I also hear the cuck has a new boyfriend. Such a little fag you are. My dick was rock hard. I was not sure if him calling me a fag is what made me so hard or if the new arrives but in either case, I was about to take some major dick. It was no more than five minutes after we got back there was a knock at the door. I opened it and in came four of the guys from last night. The white guy explained that he would be leaving soon, and he wanted to toast us one last time before he left. One of the Latin guys echoed that he was leaving in the morning also. They poured us drinks and we toasted. Ten minutes later Maria was out, and they had me on my knees sucking dick while more guys entered the suite. Maria was being undressed and some new dark-skinned guy was eating her pussy. I could hear her moaning as this guy went to town. I was now getting face fucked as I huge dick went down my throat. He fucked it for five minutes and let me come up for air. I turned to see the guy pull off her pussy and turn to me. He was a dark skinned middle eastern guy. He stood up and he had a huge thick dick. Really fat, dripping precum. He winked at me and said, your wife is going to have my baby cuck in a heavy accent. I got sick to my stomach, I watched as he slides that big dark dick inside her and she just moaned as he slowly railed her. See cuck, women love my big baby maker. He fucked her for ten minutes, I could hear it as I sucked another dick while the guy who I had been sucking was now eating my hole and then the guy roared as he came inside her. He pulled out and came over, the guy I was sucking left and slides inside Maria, the dark dick was now at my lips, and he said, clean it off you fucking cuck bitch. I sucked his big dick as he coached me. His dick had started to go soft, but he was getting rock hard again. I heard a knock aa the door and the guy said, now you will get some real dick you fucking fag. He greeted the guy as he fucked my face and then he pulled out and turned my head to the darkest huge dick leaking precum out of a head that was so fat. The guy I had been sucking swatted down and told me to lick the head boy, show him you want it. I licked the head and tasted his precum. He was leaking so much; I licked all over and sucked on the head as much as I could. I was still getting fucked and the guy behind me came inside me and another slide in. I had lost focus on Maria, and I was all about this huge dick. The guy behind me did not last long, I had managed to suck on this guy's head but that was it. He was too thick to do anything else. He pulled out and squatted down and leaned in and kissed me. The other guy was still there calling me a fag, looking at that fag kissing a guy. The guy was not very good looking, but he could kiss. He grabbed my had and put it on his thick dick and I began to jack him. He kissed me hard, fuck I could hardly get my hand all the way around it. You are going to be my bottom tonight, I purchased you. Let’s get you dressed. I thought fuck, wait, seriously. I hesitated to try to think of a way out of this and the dark-skinned guy who called me a fag slapped my face and said, do not make me hurt you fag. I quickly go up and dressed as the huge, dicked guy worked his dick back into his pants and he motioned for me to come with him. I again hesitated and the guy slapped me harder. I was dazed as the big, dicked guy grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room, down the hall to the elevator and up three flight and finally to his room. Once inside he told me to undress, I quickly did. He then ordered me to undress him. I came over and before I could even start, he grabbed me and kissed me deep. He kissed me for five minutes and then pulled off. He grabbed my dick which was rock hard now. He whispered in my ear; you are going to be worth every penny tonight. He let go of my dick and felt my hole. Boy, go clean out. I have the shower ready for you. You will only have me cum inside you tonight, I want that hole fresh. I went to the shower, figured out how to clean out with the nasal on the long hose and watch as my ass sprayed out water and all that cum. I finally feel empty and sat on the toilet to make sure and more water sprayed out but finally went back out the hotel room and he was standing naked his dick rock hard and dripping. He motioned me over and handed me mouth guard, put these in he said. I slide them in, they were uncomfortable, he pushes on my shoulders, and I was soon on my knees, he pressed his fat dick on my lips, and I opened and licked his head, he pressed forward and forced my mouth open. He kept pushing and it began to hurt my jaw. He held my head and pressed as tears ran down my face and I soon could not breath. He held me there for a few minutes and then let my head go and I pulled back and coughed. This went on for the next twenty minutes. It had to be the fifth or sixth time he had made me gag and cough that I pulled back and started to pull the guards out, He grabbed my neck with both hands and choked me till I could not breath. He said, do not fucking do anything like that again. I own you; you will follow my commands little fag. He let go and slapped me across the face harder than the other guy had. I fell into the bed, and he pushed me up on the bed. I had not noticed them before, but he had restraints on the bedpost, and he fasted my wrist to them. He slides a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it before sliding two pillows under my stomach and then he started examining my ass. He spread my hole and rubbed his fingers over my hole. I heard him say, fucking nice. Before long I felt his tongue on my hole, soon his tongue inside me. It felt amazing. He ate me for ten minutes and I was moaning and pressing back into his tongue. He withdrew and then I felt wet and cold on my ass. It must have been lube, I felt something press inside me and then wet cold inside. He had pushed lube up inside me. Then I felt a finger inside me, then another. Soon he had four fingers inside me twisting them around. This was not the first time but the way he was doing it, it felt different. He pressed them inside me, it hurt some, but he kept hitting my prostate and making me leak precum. He kept saying open boy, you want it. Be a good fag and open that hole. It started to feel so full. He pressed and twisted, if I could speak, I would have told him to stop, it began to hurt like fuck. I tried to pull away, but he held me, so I pushed down, and he pulled my legs forward. Then he took a break and soon my legs were also fastened so I could not move much. He lubed me up more and again inside my hole. I started to feel warm inside. He rubbed my back and told me I was so close. He started fingering my hole again, this time using both hands sliding all four inside with one hand and then the other back and four and faster and faster soon all of his fingers were inside me a little as they passed each other and then he pushed them all in and stretched me. Then pulled them back and he did it again and again. Ten times like this stretching me each time and then back to pressing deep and twisting. He reminded me to breath, I inhaled deep as he pressed and twisting and then the pain became so intense, I think I passed out and when I came to, his hand was just passing past my ring and inside me. I began to panic as his hand moved a little inside me. He rubbed my back with his other hand and said, breath boy. You are doing so well little fag. My ass felt like it was tensing up and closing, he slowly pulled out and I screamed into the ball gag and pillow he now had my face in. I thought, fuck that is over, but it was not, he rubbed my ass and again started that fucking both hands thing and soon was pressing again his hand as my ass opened and he got close to sliding and, but I closed. He slapped my ass and said, baby you were doing so good. Open for daddy. He pressed and twisted and this time I felt the entire thing, the shape pain and the total stretching of my ring as his hand forced it open and then how it closed around his wrist. He stays inside me for five minutes this time. The more he did it the longer he could say. He withdraws one more time and washes up, then cleans my ass off. That is when I felt his huge dick on my ass. Rubbing my hole and then pressing against it. My hole opened and he slide in as my hole sucked on that big dick, it went in easy to start but after six inches I began to feel his thickness. He pressed in and hit my second ring. Boy, what did I tell you, I asked you nicely to open up! He pulled out and slammed back into me. It hurt like fuck, he did it eight more times then he said, this is the one. He pulled out and slammed inside me and broke through my second ring and deep inside. Once he was balls deep inside me, he rubbed my back and told me what a good fag I was. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his first load inside me. Then he went back to fingering and fisting my hole. He kept stretching me and pressing his fist deeper inside me. Good boy he said, your hole is swallowing my fist, good boy. He was getting so deep inside me; I would start to panic and then he would hold and rub my back and calm me down. He pulled out and shoved his dick in me and fucked me again till he shot deep inside me. This time he did not go back to fisting me he worked in a butt plug and cleaned up my ass and unfasted me. He led me to the shower and cleaned me off and himself and then leaned in and kissed me again. Sparks when through my body, I really did not even like this guy, but he make me so hot. He told me to get dressed, we were going to give my ass a rest he said. I got dressed, as did he then we left the room and down to his car. He drove use to an older part of town and parked in front of a shop with neon lights and it said Adult Store. I had never been to one, he led me inside and straight back to a booth area and went into number seven. It was larger. He started to video of guys fucking. Soon there was a finger at a hole. I had not even noticed the holes before. There was one on each side. He unfasted my pants and pulled down my underwear and pushed me forward so the guy could grab my dick. My dick was already half hard, the guy pulled it up and started sucking on it. It felt awesome, he was getting me hard and a few minutes later my Fister, Kevin pulled me back and tapped on the hole and a dick came through. It was fat and pale 8 inches cut with red pubes. He pushed on my shoulders, and I opened my mouth and sucked his big dick. He tasted so good, and I could tell he was loving it, five minutes later he was tapping on the way and soon he shot the sweetest hot cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him and he soon went soft, and he pulled out and back. He turned and pulled up his pants and left. Kevin helped me out of my pants, and he took my shirt off and there I was naked in the booth. I heard the door on each side open and close. Kevin put his finger up to the left side and an old guy with gray pubes put his dick through, then Kevin did the right. I big brown dick slide through. Kevin again pushed on my shoulders, and I sucked on this fat uncut dick. Ten minutes later this guy shot in my mouth, and I swallowed. I sucked three more guys of before a BBC slide through. This cock was thick and had to be ten inches long. I sucked it as much as I could. While I was sucking his huge dick, Kevin pulled the butt plug out, I had to lift some and to the side, but it popped out and my hole felt open. He pulled me up and backed me up to the BBC while he held it and I slide my hole onto it. The guy said, fuck yea, that’s some good pussy. I soon was all the way back on him past my second ring and he was slow fucking me. He fucked me for twenty minutes, he made me cum twice, once at ten minutes and I came again at 19 minutes. Fuck, he felt amazing. The poppers Keven was feeding helped a lot. The black guys slide a paper through and all it said was same time tomorrow. I said, okay. Kevin kissed me and told me I was a great bottom and hot that was to watch. I took three more BBC’s before Kevin had me dress and we drove back to the hotel. When we got back to the hotel, Kevin was on his phone and texting. I thought we were done but Kevin said, babe, you have more to do. I paid the entire night. I was tired but followed him to his room. We passed a tall black man in the hall and Kevin nodded at him. Once inside Kevin had me get naked. I heard a knock at the door and Kevin let the black man in. Kevin told him I was his boyfriend, and I wanted a huge black dick. The black guys said, sure that white bitch can take it. Kevin said yes! He needs it. The guy unfasted his pants and pulled out his fat soft dick and walked over to me. It had to have been eight inches soft, I pulled it up and began to suck on his dick as it grew and grew. He was even thicker than Kevin and so much longer. I had my hand on it and I was taking as much as I could. The guy pulled me up and turned me around and lubed up my ass and his dick and pressed me up on the bed and onto all four. He got behind me and pressed his dick against my hole and slide inside me, he looked at Kevin and said that is a good start, but I am only halfway in. He pressed me down and sunk his dick inside me. Kevin fed me poppers as the BBC raped my hole and drilled me deeper and deeper and finally got all way inside me. I was in so much pain as he rearranged my insides. He began to fuck me hard; I heard a knock at the door and voices. It did not seem to bother the guy inside me and five minutes later he shot is load inside me. He pulled out and the other BBC slide inside me as I heard him tell Kevin that was so great ass, thanks. He said he would be in town one more night and he wanted me again. I ended up taking three black cocks back at the hotel. Kevin fucked me one more time before shoot inside me. He finally let me go back to the room and I showered and crawled into bed next to Maria who had cum leaking out of her. I knew we both got used hard tonight, maybe I was used a bit more than she was.

I'm new here and this is my first post. I happened to discover this place. I know this topic has been covered many times, but I would like to take it to a different direction this time. More into discussion than erotica narrative. I am bisexual male 50s married to my wife. I happened to have sex with my dad for 20 almost years. It started in my late 20s when my dad had his shop and I was working for him to support my kids. I was never sexually attracted to my own dad in any way, never thought of having sex with him at all before. It occurred one time when we were alone in the shop and drinking a few beers. Since then, we progressively did more until getting fucked by him a few times. Once my dad retired and closed his shop, our encounters were more sporadic. The last time he fucked me was on new years eve's 2020 at his house, and right before the pandemic there was a brief jerk off between us. Even though I am still married with my wife, sometimes these memories turn me on but sometimes disgust me. However, after 20 years I learned to live with the feeling. It was consensual on my part at least. From what I read and learned so far, it is more "normal" between brothers or cousins discovering their sexuality growing up but I wonder if there are people like me who started or continue to play with their dads or brothers later in life in adulthood. Hopefully to have an open minded conversation

I fucked a prostitute, covered, many (about 15) years ago, who insisted on feeling to check that the condon was still on every few seconds!!! I was only having sex, when using condoms back then, so was initially okay with the condom being used; however, this constant checking was so off-puting and is one of the main reasons why I now hate using them. Now, I only fuck bare...

The guy fucking me let out a loud moan and he shot his load in me, i think. At this point my ass was so full of cum that it was hard to feel it unless they were hung. A biker dude about 5'10" medium muscular build walked up pulled down his jeans and out plopped a thick 7" inch hard cock with a big PA ring and what looked like piercings along the bottom of his cock. He turned me over and put his fat head at the entrance of my cunt. Then slowly stuck it in. It hurt a bit as he was thick, my pussy lips were raw from all the fucking and the PA ring. For a rough guy he was gentle in slowly entering me. Once he was balls deep he started to fuck me good. "Ohhh god....uhhhhhhh", i threw my head down and moaned. The piercings on the bottom of his cock were like nubbins massaging the walls of my pussy. It felt amazing. He started to fuck me good ramming with his pierced cock which massaged my pussy walls. I also felt all the cum swoosh in me more. I wasnt sure if it was his cock shape or all the piercings swirling it around but i didnt care it felt so good. He also started gyrating his thrust in me working my cunt over with his stick and caressing my prostate. My cunt started to spasm around his cock. "Hmmmm somebodys pussy likes Daddys cock huh", he said in my ear then started to kiss and chew on my neck. Even those my neck area was raw and red i turned my head so he could get to it easier and openeed my mouth hoping he would kiss me. Instead he just spat in my mouth. "Swallow whore", he commanded. I did like the good slut i was. "Good boy", he whispered and then gave me a long wet tongue filled kiss. After our kiss broke he really started to work over my cunt with his piercings. It wasnt his first fuck and he knew how to use his tool and all the attachments on it. Energized I started to push back on his cock trying to get all of him in me. "Yeah thats it let your cunt eat my cock whore. Thats what you are a cock whore. YOu need cock and cum dont you slut?", he yelled I didnt answer being enthralled by his fucking. Then he suddenly stopped and pulled out. "Please put it back in me please", i begged "Please put what back in"where, he said holding my hips in place as i tried to push back on his metal laced meat "Please put your glorious cock with all your piercings in my cunt please", i begged loudly. Guys around cheered him to ram me others said make the whore beg more. One guy who i saw jacking off approached stuck his cock in my mouth and shot 5 spurts of hot jism in my mouth. I swallowed and cleaned his cock. Another approached and just shot loads at my face. I tried to catch them with my tongue. "What else", he asked loudly "Shoot your cum in me please. I need your hot cum in my pussy", i begged even louder "You just got cum in your mouth, you dont need anymore", he said as he teased my swollen hole with his pierced cock "No i need cum in my cunt please. Please fuck me like a whore and cum in me. I need your cock and cock......please!!!!!", i begged loudly almost screaming With that he rammed me in one thrust and went on to fuck the shit out of me. I wasnt a person at this point, only a hole a cunt to pleasure his meat and take his cum. "Ohhh yeah i cant feel your cunt eat my cock. Its hungry isnt it", he said fucking me hard He was right, my pussy was convulsing on its own from all the stimulation of his cock and piercings it was in overdrive. I couldnt stop it squeezing if i wanted to. "Yes my cunt needs your cock please breed me please dont stop", i moaned HE kept fucking me hard like that then pulled my up by my shoulders and back against his chest. He chewed on my neck, twisted my nipples and then kissed me. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh Daddy uhhhhhhhhhhh", i moaned The position i was being fucked essentlally siting on his cock raped my prostate with his PA and really felt his other piercings press against the walls of my cunt. "Feels good dont it", he said in my ear while he fucked me hard and chewed on my neck he was tender on my nipps working them into a frenzy. Another guys came up and started to suck on my balls and cock thru the cage. I started to have an incredibly cunt orgasm squeezing his cock like a python and cumming. "Ohhh shit. Ahhhhhhhhhh damn your cunt is strong", he yelled as his cock was squeezed of its life and expanded to push back against my cunt he shot load after load in me. I kept riding him as he was left panting in my neck holding on to me. After a couple of minutes of grinding he let me go and pushed me off his cock. He came to my mouth and i knew my duty and cleaned him off. All that cum, pussy juice and a little pink tasted so good. I lay back spent as i stared at this biker god. Then another anonymous guy mounted me. I am a whore.

I am confused. prep doesnt agree with him? doesnt he know he will have to be on a similar if not exact same drug once he gets knocked up if he wants to live longer than 8-10 years.

@versmetropig - it sounds as though 95% of this (all but the bloodslamming) is after he's been reading my thoughts about what I would like to happen later this year ...

Nope, but my Boyfriend is.

True. But I already know if your in Turkey, we’re not fucking so there’s no expectations. Prob just killing time til the next fuck.

My first relationship was with a man who is 9+ and I remember it to a lot or work to get him all in me. Over time it was never an issue. My second long term relationship was with a man that is 10” and he said he should thank my first for breaking through my second ring. I didn’t know what he was talking about. I since have had many many large men breed me and have never had an issue taking them. There may be some truth to the second ring thing. FYI. Although I am caged in chastity now , I have never had issues getting hard while getting bred.

He was right to be wary. l’m actually surprised how many clean men take a chance by sticking their cocks into either one of you polluted fuckholes. Men probably get infected with STDs just by looking at you.

THE WEEKEND I figured Zeus and Sleeper had gone off for some private time, but was happy to see them return. I didn’t think either one of them would be careless but I couldn’t help the worry taking up a small space in the back of my mind. They returned subdued and I wondered what had happened because Sleeper wasn’t walking with his usual swagger. “What’s going on, guys?” I asked. Sleeper looked at Zeus and although he remained expressionless there was a deep undercurrent of uncertainty and sadness that radiated from his posture. “We need to talk to you, buddy.” Sleeper replied. I nodded. If Sleeper wanted to talk, this wasn’t something minor. My best friend wasn’t someone who found it difficult to sort out his own head. “Somewhere private then. We don’t have a lot of time. How about outside on the benches? Less chance our voices will carry.” Walking out the door the brothers all glanced at us. I made a motion with my hand to let them know I’d handle it. I could tell they’d noticed Zeus and Sleeper’s odd behavior and wanted to help. I selected a spot far enough away from the group of smokers getting their final cigarette of the night. Until Airborne it hadn’t occurred to me that the Bravos didn’t have a single smoker which I found curious. That defied the odds. After sitting down, I asked Zeus first. “Buddy, what’s wrong?” Zeus’s broad shoulders sank, his eyes refused to stray from the ground in front of him. The uncharacteristically quiet night was chilly. “I’m being bad again.” The fog from our breathing seemed to linger longer than it should as if it held the weight of our feelings. Sleeper shook his head and an angry look crossed his face. It passed quickly. He reached out and put his hand on Zeus’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, Gabriel. This is my fault. We shouldn’t have taken our walk.” Of course I was curious. But I didn’t need to know the particulars to understand that Zeus’s issue wasn’t what happened on the walk, it was deeper. I read the signs: Sleeper was upset on behalf of Zeus, not because of him. Zeus was dealing with something that he would never blame Sleeper for and it sounded like he was blaming himself. “Gabriel, look at me, please.” I said. When Zeus looked up, his eyes glistened with unshed tears. This giant, capable soldier looked like a lost little boy and I couldn’t understand how someone who was so much larger than life could shrink himself down to appear so pitiful. “You aren’t bad, Gabriel. What do you want? What does your heart tell you?” Zeus shifted his gaze to Sleeper, and tears fell silently from his eyes. I had to force myself to breathe through the overwhelming wave of sadness that bordered on despair that hit me. “You love Sleeper.” I said and sighed. I knew this was coming. I didn’t think Sleeper would break this gentle man’s heart, but I hadn’t had a chance to have that talk with my best friend like I wanted. I studied Sleeper’s face, his body language. He wasn’t holding back from Zeus, in fact his hand had moved up to stroke Zeus’s handsome broken face, his thumb wiping the tears that fell. No, Sleeper hadn’t broken Zeus’s heart. He cared deeply about Zeus. “And you, Sleeper? What are you thinking?” Sleeper shrugged, his eyes never leaving Zeus’s face. “I love him back. I figured that out tonight. I’d do anything for him, but I don’t know how to fix this.” He said softly. I tilted my head. “Fix what? Nothing needs to be fixed. You love each other.” “Assmunch, the Army -“ Sleeper started. “So what?” I interrupted him. “Do you think you’re the only ones who have to hide? This isn’t about a stupid policy. Look, at some point there’s always going to be a conflict with what the Army wants and what you want. My dad had to face that decision more than once. Sometimes he chose the Army. Sometimes he had to choose his family. That’s something you figure out when it comes up. This… this is about something else for Zeus.” Sleeper took a breath. “It won’t work, Andrew. And Gabriel doesn’t want to break the rules.” Maybe it was my recent reconciliation with Kevin, maybe it was because I was still basically a kid, but I felt they shouldn’t just give up. A wiser, older me may have agreed with Sleeper’s assessment. Yeah, Sleeper was just Sleeper about it, rolling with the punches and recognizing when he was out matched. In sports you learned to accept defeat without internalizing it and used it as a lesson to correct your mistakes so that you could come back and fight better the next time. But Zeus didn’t seem to have learned any of that. In fact, Zeus appeared to give up the fight before he even stepped on the mat. “Zeus, why do you have scars all over you?” I asked him. Zeus looked down at his big hands which were gripping his thighs. “I was bad. I had to be punished.” That much I figured out already. The real question was why… and who. “What did you do?” It didn’t seem possible, but Zeus shrunk down even further until he looked small and helpless. I could swear he was a child in that moment, no older than 12, weak, uncertain, his voice was no longer broad and deep, no rumbling vibration caressed my body when he spoke about growing up and his brother. Sleeper and I exchanged frequent alarmed stares as we listened to what had been done to our friend. He quoted Bible verses often as a way to explain, but the worst part was the slow progression of how his spirit had been torn apart and crushed which he related without understanding what had been stolen from him by his brother’s ever increasing cruelty. Zeus remembered every strapping. They began with legitimate but minor infractions (still not worthy of being whipped by a thin leather rein, even so). Then gradually they occurred for things Zeus couldn’t help or had no control over. After a few years Ezekiel began whipping him for things that weren’t mistakes or misbehavior and it became apparent Zeus was simply a target on which Ezekiel could express his anger and cruelty. “I wasn’t supposed to…” “A man should always…” “The Bible says…” “It was my fault….” “I didn’t listen…” “It was his job to teach me…” “I had to learn…” With every repetition it became clearer and clearer that Zeus’s brother Ezekiel was an angry, bitter, cruel man who didn’t actually care about Zeus at all, in spite of his insistence that it was for Zeus’s own good. The events Zeus described were ordinary kid things, not a single one of them were actually bad or malicious. Not closing the screen door all the way… or letting it slam… Zeus got ten straps for that. He interrupted his brother’s work when he was 12 to tell him he’d gotten an award for being the fastest to complete his math tables in the contest that day for his class, so excited and happy that Ezekiel would be proud he’d done so well. He’d gotten 15 straps for stopping Ezekiel’s work, and for not immediately getting to his own chores when he got home. He got whipped for giving his favorite horse a half a carrot one day. He got whipped for not wanting to be whipped. Holy. FUCKING. HELL. I don’t know how Zeus had survived all that without being completely broken. I wanted to kill. I’d always wondered if the time came when I saw real combat if I had it in me to actually kill another human being. Some soldiers don’t, you know. Some soldiers never fire a single round in combat. Others will fire, but deliberately miss. Look it up, it’s a common battlefield problem. But now, I had no uncertainty. Oh, I fucking had it in me, I could absolutely put a fucking bullet right through the center of Ezekiel’s skull. I’d gladly watch his black, oily, evil brain splatter as the round exited the back of his worthless head. A bullet was too good for him, though. The words of Gutter, the Army Ranger who’d instructed us for that week in Germany came back to me. “Your kill should be cold, it shouldn’t be personal. Your enemy is an obstacle, that’s all. If you’re angry, if you want him to suffer, you care about him too much.” I couldn’t be cold about this. I felt like throwing up. What kind of person could whip a little kid until he bled? Sleeper was furious, and tears were coming out of his eyes at the same time. His breath was coming in deep, shaky, heaving snorts like the whuff of a bull about to charge. I felt that tingling flush across my body as I finally put the last piece of Zeus’s puzzle together in my head. If I had admired Zeus before, now I felt what I can only describe as a righteous, protective love that raged through me like a violent thunderstorm mixed with an intense pride at the strength it must have taken to come out the other side as probably the most upright, decent man I’d ever met. That he could still feel anything good was a miracle and it only emphasized that Zeus was greater than us all. He’d endured years of abuse that was worse than torture. I understood how Puppy Dog Zeus could share this massive body with serious, quiet, masterful Zeus. What had been done to him froze a part of his mind at a child’s age before it formed adult thoughts, the happy part before the pain. There was no happiness for Zeus after his father died and Ezekiel took over. Every piece of happy in him was a child’s version of happy. In spite of his brother’s insistence that he become a man, Ezekiel’s actions ensured Zeus would never fully become one. Zeus was faking it all, doing what he’d been told without understanding why men acted like men. Knowing the rules, and knowing WHY there were rules were two very different things. The former you followed blindly, the latter you reasoned through so you could judge when the rules were appropriate and necessary, and when they didn’t serve the situation. This wasn’t about being good, and being bad. Zeus would never truly know the difference until he saw it from a different perspective than he’d been brainwashed through torture to learn. “Gabriel. Do you love Addison?” I asked him, struggling to keep my anger hidden from my voice. Zeus nodded. “If Addison did something bad…something truly bad, like stealing, would you give him a strapping to teach him a lesson?” Zeus looked up in fright. Then he looked at Sleeper. Shaking his head fast, he said “No, I could never hurt Addison. Never.” “What about me? Would you give me a strapping if you caught me stealing?” Zeus didn’t answer as fast, which was good. I needed him to think about it. I watched his eyes roam off. I wanted to actually chuckle because I could see his face screw up like a kid’s when they tried to think their way through something difficult. Ah, it was good to find some joy in all this darkness. Puppy Dog Zeus was just that - pure joy. It just made me love this big man more. So many of us lose the habits and mannerisms of youth, or learn to suppress them. I saw it happening in my little brother Tim. I felt another wave of understanding come to me about my parents and my Dad in particular. How you want your kids to grow up, but have to watch the exuberant joy of youth gradually fade, and how it becomes a battle inside you between wanting that joy to stay around as long as possible and resigning yourself to teaching them to bury it or hide it so the harsh realities of life won’t hurt them too badly. You have to walk a razor thin line balancing your love of who they are with what you want them to become. Once again, I found myself thanking my Dad for the lessons he taught me while letting me decide how to manage and control my youthful impulses. And through it all I knew my Mom and Dad loved me, even when they were angry at what I’d done. That time when we’d first moved to Texas and were in base housing and I’d accidentally put a hole in my bedroom wall play wrestling with Tim. Dad was angry, that would cost us money and this was Army property. You didn’t damage someone else’s property with carelessness. We fixed it, together. Dad made me do most of the work which seemed like a lot when I was 10, but I understood now it wasn’t really that difficult. The funny thing was it ended up being one of my favorite memories of Dad and I working together. And he told me when the paint was drying how proud he was of me, how I’d done an excellent job. “No, Andrew. I wouldn’t strap you even though you know stealing is bad.” Zeus finally replied. I wanted to ask him why, but it wasn’t time for him to see that yet. “Okay, but I did a bad thing. Would you let someone else give me a strapping?” Zeus scowled. “No. But I would make you give it back and I would tell you not to do it again.” “So, you wouldn’t strap Sleeper for doing something bad, and you wouldn’t strap me, and you won’t let someone else do it. Is strapping someone a good thing?” I asked. “I mean, hitting people is bad, right?” Zeus screwed up his face again. “You shouldn’t hit people, unless they deserve it.” Ah, good, I thought. Zeus COULD distinguish subtleties. “So, if Sleeper and I did something REALLY bad, REALLY deserved it… then you would give us a strapping?” “Andrew, no. You and Sleeper are good. I really like you. I couldn’t hurt you like that, even if you were really bad.” And my giant God sighed. Now. Maybe. “Gabriel. I don’t think Ezekiel liked you at all. If he loved you, like you love us, he wouldn’t have been able to do that to you, even if you were really bad. What Ezekiel did was bad, Gabriel. It was very bad.” “But…” Zeus trailed off. “Sleeper and I would never, NEVER give you a strapping no matter how bad you were, Gabriel. No one deserves that. Especially a child. You could do the worst thing you could possibly imagine, and we wouldn’t do it. Because we love you. You don’t hurt someone you love. When you love them, you do everything you can NOT to hurt them. Was your brother ever nice to you? Was he ever kind? Did he tell you he loved you?” Again, Zeus was lost in silent thought. His face became more and more troubled. He began blinking rapidly, and I saw his chest start to heave with short, shallow breaths. I think he was starting to panic. Thank God, Sleeper saw it too, and he immediately straddled the bench and pulled Zeus into a tight hug. “I love you, buddy.” I heard Sleeper whisper to him, nuzzling his face into Zeus’s head. “You’re a good man. A very good man.” And Sleeper kept whispering to him, in gentle soothing tones, much of which I couldn’t hear. At possibly the worst time, I heard the crunch of boots on gravel. “Hey boys!” Lance Corporal Potter announced. Something about the Marine’s complete obliviousness to what was happening irritated me. Refusing to read the situation was unforgivable. I shot up and spun around. Private Battles was with him. “No.” I said, staring them down. “Go inside.” “Corporal. Go inside, please, Corporal, I think you meant to say.” I looked at him, letting my eyes blink slowly. What a fucking dickhead. I gave Lance Corporal Dickhead, who could probably pick me up and break my back over his knee, a half grin. “Interesting. I don’t see a uniform. I don’t see a rank insignia. I could check my watch, but I’m going to take a guess and point out we aren’t on duty and it’s after duty hours. Which means if he isn’t in my chain of command I can tell a Marine Lance Corporal anything I want. With respect, Potter, this is Bravo business. Go inside… please.” I gave him credit for letting it go, even though I’d given him the out he still had the presence and grace to take it rather than puffing up. Maybe he was only half a dickhead. A baby dickhead. Like a nub. Lance Corporal Nub. Fuck yeah, he might never know his nickname but I was entertaining the thought of making sure the brothers knew it. He darted a look at Sleeper and Zeus. I thought I read a brief puzzled look of concern cross his face. “Okay. Let us know if you need our help. I don’t know what happened, but it doesn’t look good. If you need us, we’ll be with you.” I reluctantly gave him credit for finally reading the situation and actually being a brother about it. Dammit all to fucking hell. I wanted someone to hate right now, someone closer than Zeus’s brother Ezekiel. Potter and Battles could take it, wouldn’t bother them at all if I was to be a dick right back. But then Corporal Nub had to go and be a decent human. I was still going with the nickname, I decided. I’d keep it to myself, but his pathetic attempt to pull rank… a Corporal pulling rank… seriously? That earned him the honor of keeping his nickname. Maybe it was the Lance grade in front of his Corporal, maybe it was that Marine blood. I wasn’t going to waste brain energy trying to figure it out. “Thanks, much appreciated. Zeus is going to be okay. We got his back.” “You know Brickmann, I didn’t get it before, why they’d choose you to be the leader. I think I do now.” And he nodded his head to Battles then went inside the barracks. Battles hung back a moment longer, staring at me with a considering look that reminded me of Kevin taking me apart. I think Battles had the same gears in his head. Hmmm, smart Marines. How unexpected. I think I liked them just a little bit more. I turned around and found Zeus and Sleeper in the same position. Zeus appeared a little less small, less shrunken in on himself. Sleeper was still nuzzled up against his ear with his eyes closed, his legs sandwiching Zeus’s larger hips and thighs. I unbuttoned my uniform shirt and took a quick look around, marking the building, the corners, the roofline, the other tables which were empty. A look behind me indicated no one was coming up the path. “All clear, Sleeper. Go ahead.” And I raised my arms in a big stretching yawn which opened up my shirt and covered three quarters of the view as I stood above them. The kiss I saw almost made me cry. ********** It was a couple minutes to bed check when we got inside. I bobbed my head in a nod to the Bravos at the unspoken question in their looks. They all immediately relaxed and if they weren’t already in their bunks under the blankets they quickly climbed in. I noticed Potter and Battles down the bay and gave them a nod of thanks. Nub and Gears. Maybe I’d let them in on it if we bonded during this course. I was pretty sure they would see the humor in it. Zeus seemed more himself as he walked to his rack. For the first time since I’d known him, Zeus undressed by his rack, hung his uniform in his locker, stripped off his undershirt and pulled out his pajamas. He stood there in just his white boxers. Again, the entire bay came to a stillness. I refused to look away from Zeus’s magnificent body, but if I did I knew I’d see everyone staring eagerly with looks that varied from complete adoration to lust. Just the way his muscles rippled and bunched when he moved was like a siren song that called to you and urged you to sink beneath the waves of his masculine strength. I felt like he was pulling me towards him yet I wasn’t moving, I couldn’t move if I wanted to, not until he told me to. Zeus pulled out his puppy dog pajamas, the ones his mother had sent him. I felt a smile come to my face. Now that I knew a bit more about how Zeus grew up, it was obvious that at least his mother loved him and that she probably hadn’t bought those pajamas for him. She’d probably made them, sewed them herself, which solved the mystery of how you get German Shepard puppy dog pajamas for a beast like Zeus. I’d never seen him put them on before, only ever seen him wear them, but somehow I felt this time was different for him. He paused for a moment and looked at them. He put a hand on one of the puppies that frolicked, stroking it with a couple fingers. He smiled, like a little boy on Christmas Day, lost in some memory of happiness. I had held myself together until then spurred on by anger and determination for my friend. All that left me suddenly as my tears started to fall. I couldn’t help but think that little boy was free now to become a man. We’d have to guide him there, teach him the things that his brother SHOULD have taught him instead of crushing his spirit but this was something the Bravos could do for our God. I knew I would have to stay on my toes. Some of the brothers had some stupid idiot ideas about what men should do. After Zeus dressed he climbed into his bunk. The duty Sergeant had done a bed check and turned out the main lights before leaving. I was almost asleep when Zeus’s voice echoed through the bay. “Good night everyone.” We didn’t say good night in the Army. Not like that, not to everyone. It felt weird, but then I questioned why. There’s nothing wrong with being nice. But then I remembered, if this wasn’t Jump School, we’d have a Sergeant screaming from the end of the bay to shut the fuck up and knock ourselves out or he’d come do it for us. That made me chuckle. “Good night Zeus, go to sleep.” I said back. “Good night John Boy.” Demon called out. Some smart ass from the randoms called out. “Good night Mary Ellen.” Which made everyone laugh. Yeah, like we were The Waltons. Zeus and Holler probably came the closest to being a Walton. Everyone laughed again when Zeus asked “Who’s Mary Ellen?” ******* TOWER WEEK The second week of the Army Basic Airborne Course was Tower Week. Everyone in the Bravos had made it through Ground Week. That’s not to say it was easy, we were just at the top of our game. Four of the randoms either dropped or cycled out for one reason or another - injury, unconquerable fear of heights, or lack of physical fitness were the most common reasons for soldiers to fail Ground Week but I couldn’t believe some of the failures were the result of lack of preparation and studying. Part of the course was knowing your equipment and procedure and the Black Hats constantly evaluated your proficiency and knowledge. Where were your hands? What was this part of the harness called? Were you paying attention to your Jumpmaster? We ran everywhere back and forth, barracks, chow, classroom, field. The 34 foot tower was no joke because it was high enough to put the thought in your head that if your equipment failed you’d plummet to your death. Stepping out that door the first time was a moment of faith. The first lesson of the day after our PT run of 3 miles (up from the 2 &1/2 miles during Ground Week) and breakfast was the Suspended Harness and Swing Landing Trainer, or the SLT. On the Suspended Harness were were clipped in to mock parachute riser slips, those two straps that came down from your parachute canopy that you used to guide your movement in the air. Our group and one other, about a hundred troops were all lined up under an open sided metal roofed building that contained overhead lines and hanging lift assemblies from which descended the mock riser slips that we were taught how to attach to our harnesses. Our Black Hats explained where to put our hands, how to grip, how to position our bodies and once again the repetition of keeping our knees and feet together and keeping our head down chin to chest. Frequently and repeatedly we pulled ourselves up from the ground using our grip on the riser slips to hand suspended using only the strength of our arms while the instructor pointed out corrections or what we should focus on. And while it wasn’t exactly groping, no body part was safe from a Black Hat’s hands so you got used to being touched everywhere. The Swing Landing Trainer was next. This was an apparatus similar to the Suspended Harness only with movement. From an eight foot high platform we individually stepped off to swing suspended as we moved horizontally down a zip line that was maybe 20 feet long. Again, we were reminded to keep our feet and knees together. You’d be surprised how easy that was to forget when you had five other things to focus on. That was deliberate, we were told. It had to be ingrained, unconscious, automatic. Feet and knees together was what kept you from a stupid avoidable injury during landing. And we practiced that PLF, the Parachute Landing Fall, again on the SLT but it was different because this time were were actually moving sideways rather than just falling vertically. It was kind of cool, I thought, because you hung swinging back and forth four feet off the gravel pit while the Black Hat called instructions to you and you had no idea when the drop would come. You had to be ready the entire time to execute your PLF. Everything was geared toward muscle memory and being able to do it in your sleep. And trust me, you dreamed about it at night. Over and over again we moved through the line to jump off that platform. By lunch time my groin hurt from the harness straps, and my hips ached. You didn’t always roll when you hit even though you tried. About half the time your feet hit and instead of rolling calves to knees to hips to shoulders you just went feet to hips. We were definitely doing massages again tonight. But after a while I was looking forward to stepping off that platform even though I hadn’t yet been able to ignore the jolt to my groin I knew was coming. Some of the guys were leaning forward to go off instead of a lean and step so they wouldn’t have to experience that jerk at the bottom. Of course they were corrected by the ever watchful Black Hat. We were taught how to detach ourselves from our canopy after laying on the ground. The rest of the morning was ground practice for the mock door mass exit, which thankfully gave our abused bodies a break from the punishment of harness chafe and hip and shoulder beating from the PLF. Fucking hell. The mass exit training involved attaching your static line clip to the anchor line, internalizing the timing of the Airborne Shuffle (that interval of shuffling that your entire line moved at towards the door) which was one second for each soldier, do not rush the door, do not pause at the door. The mock door was just three feet off the ground and it was a free standing actual C-130 door we’d eventually be jumping out of if we made it to Jump Week. The mock door was at the end of a 10 foot long wooden platform with steps and that was where we lined up. It started to feel real. We practiced handing off our static line to the Jumpmaster which was the strap that pulled our parachute out of our packs after we left the aircraft. Lean, step, feet together knees together, hit the ground with both feet, knees and feet together, no PLF, hop away keeping your feet and knees together. Did I mention keep your feet and knees together? Yeah, you should keep your feet and knees together. One of the big lessons was how to hold our static line and position of our arms while doing so. In class we were told a few horror stories of jumpers who got tangled in their static line and it wasn’t pretty. And we finally had our combat gear, our rucks, clipped to our harness below our reserve chute. “You will not pause at the door.” The Black Hat said to the group gathered by the platform. “Move forward in a smooth controlled shuffle. Follow the instructions of the Jumpmaster exactly and watch for his go. Your secondary Jumpmaster will control you with his hands towards the exit door.” The Jumpmaster was the Instructor who manned the exit door. There were actually two, one at the door to grab your static line and a secondary three steps away to do a final visual equipment check and verify you were clipped onto the anchor line properly with your arm in the right position and keep you moving. “It helps if you keep time in your head as the soldiers in front of you move - shuffle, step, exit. Shuffle, step, exit. Shuffle, step, exit. Do NOT touch or adjust your equipment as you move towards the exit. Keep your left hand firmly on your static line until the Jumpmaster pulls it from your hand. RELEASE your static line when he grabs it, NOT BEFORE. Your combat gear will feel unbalanced and awkward where it hangs from your harness down in front of you as you climb the steps but YOU ARE NOT TO LIFT IT OR MOVE IT IN ANY WAY. By this time you should know not to talk as you move toward your jump.” This would be the first time we practiced with our rucks clipped to the front of our harnesses and they hung in front of our thighs down just below our knees. The taller you were, the fewer problems you had, so Weeble was going to have a tough time of it. Between his helmet, main chute pack, his reserve and his ruck you almost couldn’t see a soldier. We were positioned in line in no specific order. I was in the rear of our group, not dead last but five men away. The morning was cold but it had warmed up to 42 degrees and it was grey and overcast. Everyone seemed eager for this. This was the last piece of the process of jumping. We’d been trained and practiced landing, moving, and exiting. After this we’d put it all together for mass exit training from the 34 foot tower. And after lunch, that was the rest of our day until 1600 hrs when we had to inspect then secure our gear and equipment and return it to the building where we’d pick it up again the next day. In spite of the amount of time we spent standing around waiting to practice our exit, we were all pretty exhausted. In the Airborne course we were of course free and at liberty after evening chow and some of the students went off for various fun or activities on the base. We’d all learned the first week that timing was important. The base gym was busiest just after 1700 hours, up until 1900 hours. So the Bravos tended to barracks duties until then. Our two Marines and the Navy Corpsman attached themselves to the brotherhood and had started to become unofficial members of the Bravos. Even though we were dragging ass, we still ran the mile and a half distance to the gym in our workout clothes. Half of the Bravos were focused on keeping up their general fitness and endurance, like Bootlicker, Wanker, Holler, Demon and Shark. They played half court basketball, did full body exercises on the mats along with pushups and sit-ups. The rest of us did weight training to build size and strength. We all started with some deep stretching using the buddy system to really push to full extension. Currently, I knelt behind Dumbo hugging him to twist his torso while he sat on the mat, holding the stretch. “Breathe, Dumbo.” I reminded him as I pulled him around just a little bit more. “Slow three count in…three count out. Okay, other way.” I let him rotate around to his left, grabbed him again and pulled. “Hold it, breathe…there you go. A little more… good.” I moved my hands to his ribs. “Left arm up, cross it behind your head to your right shoulder.” I grabbed his elbow with one hand, kept my other on his ribs. I pulled him over. “Ooooooohhhhh, yeah…”. He groaned as his sore muscles stretched. “Breathe.” I reminded him. While I was manipulating his body, I saw the Charlies walk in. I had a strange feeling come over me seeing the Charlies, like I was in two places at once. The time before we pulled our mutiny and thought the Charlies were all jackasses, and my recognition now that they were like an extension of the Bravos for me, my brothers. It was hard to reconcile. I wondered how much of our initial aversion to the Alphas, Charlies and Deltas was deliberately imposed competitiveness spurred on by the Sergeants. No, it was something else. Yeah, they definitely pitted us against each other. The Charlies were our main pain, Sarge letting us know every time the Charlies beat us in some qualification or task. We traded top rank with them over and over again, the Alphas and Deltas fighting it out for 3rd and 4th. The Charlies would take the lead, then we’d seize it back, then they’d outdo us, but we’d crush them again. We ran faster to beat the Charlies. We disassembled our various weapons and reassembled lightning quick to knock them back down to sniff our asses in second place. They’d never beaten us once in marksmanship. Navigation was always back and forth. We were champs at Comms and Intel because of Wanker and Bootlicker. We felt short in recon and mechanical. Strategy was a toss up, always, but I think that was because the Sarges got together to fuck with us, they loved fucking with us. It made the Bravos stronger, made everything an Us vs. Them situation. I got that tingling flush again. When you had an enemy, competition, doing well was not enough. You had to win. I had an idea. “Lamont!” I called to him. We didn’t have a chance to talk after we met up the evening of our first day. I hadn’t actually seen them during our training every day, and every evening I had the Bravos studying or doing barracks business. This past weekend would have been the first opportunity, but again I had a ton of shit to do. Thank God Sleeper and Zeus did my laundry waiting their turn in line. Who knows what the randoms did, most of them left the barracks to run amok on the base and enjoy themselves. I hoped the Bravos wouldn’t lose their focus like that. Time enough for fun and games after we accomplished whatever little game the higher ups in Command had in store for us. I knew there was a plan, you couldn’t miss the signs of our special training, keeping us as a group. I still wasn’t sure how we’d been selected or why, only that we were selected as individual soldiers from a diverse occupational background. We might never know. Lamont and the Charlies came to the mats. “How’d Ground Week go? Did everyone get through?” I asked him. “Hey Assmunch. Yeah, of course. Didn’t seem that hard. Hell, after Graf and Sergeant Horvath driving us to near collapse I’m not sure anything could take one of us out. How’d the Bravos do?” “Same, brother. Every now and then I give them a taste of our Sarge so they don’t get complacent.” I replied. Lamont chuckled. He leaned in and whispered. “Me too. I’ll never forget that hairy bastard.” “Want to stretch with us? I have a proposition.” I told him. “I’m intrigued. Sure.” “Sleeper,” I called to my best friend. “Go get the Bravos. We’re going to have a competition with our brothers, the Charlies.” I helped Lamont do his stretches, outlining my plan. “What are the stakes?” He asked. “I’d like to make it Platoon stakes, but can’t think of a prize we can all do easily as a group. So what about individual stakes? Match by match?” I offered. “Yeah, I think the guys would go for it. Good workout, too.” He responded. “Okay, you and I will choose the match ups, try to keep things even. Laundry service next weekend is the prize. Whoever loses has to do their winner’s laundry.” “Perfect. You go talk to your guys, I’ll talk to mine.” I went over to the Bravos and told them the plan. They were seriously hyped up. I figured they would be, it was the Charlies. Just then an older soldier, maybe in his late 30’s, came up to us. He was wearing marine silkies that showed his thick powerful bare thighs. “You guys done with the mats?” He asked. “Uh, not exactly. We were just about to start some hand to hand matches between our two groups.” I explained. “We can wait a bit if you need to use them, or give you some space. We only need a little for the matches.” “Actually,” he said looking around and taking us all in. He lingered just a little longer on Zeus and Sleeper. “I think I’d like to see this. Need a ref?” That was a relief. It was better to have an outside ref, otherwise Lamont and I would have to argue. “Absolutely!” I agreed. “Glad to have you. Private Brickmann, Airborne Course. Army.” I stuck my hand out. “Major Collins. Marines.” He shook my hand. Now, you might think because we were out of uniform, at the gym, outside of duty hours it would be first names and casual. And it would have been if our rank had been anywhere close. He wasn’t being a dick, and I certainly wasn’t bragging about being an Army Private. But you avoided mistakes if everyone knew where they stood. He didn’t want to hide his rank because there were certain things he HAD to report if he saw them, and he wanted me to know. I needed to let him know I was a trainee at Jump School. “A pleasure, Sir.” I said. “You ever do one of these?” I asked him. “Oh, here and there.” He said evasively. I chuckled. “Lamont, come meet the Major”. I called. Lamont came right over and stuck out his hand. “Private Lamont, Airborne Course. Army.” “My pleasure Private.” Major Collins said. “Lamont, Major Collins has offered to ref for us. Major, we usually do submission rules. Is that satisfactory?” “You’ve matched before?” He asked. “Yes, Sir. Many times. We don’t mess around, and everyone knows when to call it. You won’t have any idiots holding out too long here.” “Good, let’s keep it fun, but intense. Don’t want anyone to get dropped because of some off duty injury. ” “That’s the plan, Sir. My guys are the Bravos. Lamonts are the Charlies. Lamont, let’s get Zeus out of the way first. It’s never fair, no matter who you select to go against him.” “Yeah, it’s just sad to watch. I may as well send my weakest, Kilpatrick. Maybe he’ll just hug the big guy to death. I swear he’s got a crush on him.” I laughed. “We all have a crush on Zeus, bro.” Major Collins broke in. “Zeus is the big guy over there?” “Yeah.” I answered. “No one can even give him a challenge. He sits out most of the time.” “How about you two? Will you participate?” The Major asked. “We weren’t going to because we had to ref. But if you’re doing it, I’d like to. This is the first time we wouldn’t match in a Platoon challenge.” “Good. You guys go last then, against each other.” He suggested. “Give your guys one last chance to get some payback no matter which side has more losses. Seeing their leaders go head to head is good for them. And if you’re throwing away the match with Zeus, maybe I can start this off with some excitement.” He grinned and raised an eyebrow. Now Major Collins was absolutely in prime physical shape. Six feet tall, just slightly taller than me. He had to be 230, definitely knew his way around the weight room. His thighs alone could probably crush a man’s skull. The Major’s experience and Marine training would negate most of Zeus’s advantages of height and strength, which meant Zeus would have to be smart. “I think you might find it harder than you’re expecting, Sir. He’s a beast.” I warned him. “Outstanding.” The Major grunted. Just like a Marine to think getting the piss beaten out of him was a fun night out. Oh fuck, this was going to be good. “Zeus! You’re up first.” I called. “Sweats off, Zeus. This is going to be a real challenge. The Major respectfully requests that you don’t hold anything back.” Zeus took off his sweatpants and sweatshirt and stood there in his tee shirt and PT shorts. “Well fuck me.” Major Collins mumbled. “You get used to it.” I said. “Mostly.” “Submission rules, just like before. Let’s give them some room, brothers.” “I’m fighting a Major, Andrew?” Zeus questioned. “I’m not a Major in the ring, soldier. I’m your enemy. If you hold anything back I will crush you.” Major Collins said. He gave Zeus an intense stare. Zeus blinked, then looked at me. I nodded. Sleeper clapped him on the back and whispered something to him. Suddenly Zeus’s eyes changed, and I could swear I saw a predator sizing up his prey as he looked at the Marine Officer. “Start!” Lamont called out. Right out of the fucking gate Zeus took three steps and went into a grapple with Collins. Without a pause Zeus dropped his left shoulder suddenly, slipping free of the Major’s grip and drove his shoulder into Collins’ midsection, wrapped his arm around his waist to lift him off the ground and then arched back to throw the Major to the mat behind him. Zeus immediately flipped over and dove to try to pin the Major, but Collins wasn’t having any of it. He rolled away and was on his feet in less than two seconds. Zeus had sprung to his own feet right after failing to get Collins under him. “Nice move. It won’t work again.” Collins taunted. “I don’t need it to.” Zeus said calmly. Dangerously. Collins moved fast, way too fast. He was inside Zeus’s defense too fast for Zeus to grab him or hit him, and he got his left leg behind Zeus’s knee just as his forearm struck Zeus’s chest. Zeus began to tilt back in a fall. If Collins got him down it might end because I was pretty sure the Major knew about 50 ways to immobilize an opponent on the ground. But Zeus wasn’t a pushover… literally or figuratively. He twisted his torso opposite Collins’ position while grabbing the arm that struck him, using his own backwards momentum and body weight to drag the Major off his feet and over his body to throw him to the mat. Zeus learned his lesson from the first throw and this time he didn’t let the Major go from his grip. By now, our large group on the mats had drawn some attention, and others from the gym were coming over to watch. “Is that the Major?” I heard someone say. The Major had wisely flung his legs away when he was pulled over and he kicked his feet on the mat to flip himself back over on top of Zeus. Now they were face to face with the Marine on top. “Mount! Don’t let him inside, Zeus!” Sleeper called out. “Guard! Guard!” Zeus’s feet were planted on the mat and he managed to bring his right elbow in before Collins could wedge his head and shoulder. Zeus lifted his hips while forcing the Marine’s chest away with his right elbow. At the same time Collins was attempting to lock Zeus’s legs with his own. Zeus thrust up and forced Collins to disengage and they both scrambled back to their feet. Collins immediately tried for a head strike but Zeus turned into the attempted blow, brushed it aside with his forearm, spun and delivered an elbow to the Marine’s midsection. Collins was too savvy to let him get full contact and he danced back, abandoning his try to wrap Zeus’s chest with his other arm and bringing his knee up for a kidney shot which Zeus easily deflected with the arm that was in position from his elbow shot. The action happening was so rapid it seemed like each of them knew the other’s move before it happened, like a choreographed dance. I felt my pulse racing. I’d never seen Zeus go full out like this. They separated, studying each other. Neither was even breathing hard. Without an indication or warning, the Marine spun and kicked high towards Zeus’s head and my stomach clenched. It happened in the blink of an eye and I knew Zeus was going to get slammed. Fuck the Major was fast. Zeus’s right hand shot up just as the Major’s heel got within a foot of his head and the Marine’s ankle smacked into Zeus’s hand. The force of the kick had to be incredible but Zeus’s hand barely moved from the impact. Zeus’s huge hand gripped the Major’s ankle, Zeus ducked, twisted under Collins’ leg yanking his foot around and he pulled, hard. The Major was flung spinning face down to the mat and Zeus was already falling, his fist still wrapped around his opponent’s ankle. It was going to be a pin. Before Zeus made it down Collins flipped onto his back using Zeus’s hold on his leg to pull his knees in. If Zeus hit, Collins was going to deliver a double knee right to Zeus’s stomach. Zeus dive rolled, releasing the Major’s ankle, and somersaulted to his feet, facing away. Collins didn’t waste the opportunity having rolled to his knees he dived towards the back of Zeus’s legs but Zeus was already moving, dancing away. He allowed Collins to get to his feet. “I thought someone like you might be more accustomed to offensive moves and neglect defense, but you grab offensive opportunity from your defensive moves.” Collins said to Zeus. “You’re very fast, Sir.” Zeus replied. “But you’re not strong enough.” “I don’t need to be stronger than you, soldier.” Collins replied mysteriously. Their match had drawn a large crowd, and I think just about everyone that was in the gym had come to watch. Even the Charlies were cheering Zeus on, and the rest of the gym crowd was cheering on the Marine Major. “Then you should probably start fighting for real, Sir.” Zeus said. Huh? I didn’t see the Major holding back at all. Every attempted move or strike seemed intended to disable Zeus completely. Collins smiled at Zeus. “I’ll give you the same advice. You won’t hurt me too badly, and if I land anything on you you’ll have to cycle back through the course because you won’t be able to move for the next few days. So it’s up to you. Take me out in the next five moves or you lose your place in the course. I have nothing to lose. You have everything to lose.” The worried look on Zeus’s face when he heard the Marine’s words was quickly replaced by determination. The crowd had gone silent, most likely thinking the same thing I was thinking - they hadn’t been fighting all out? They’d just been toying with each other? And then the blows started, too fast to figure out, each movement, spin, punch, knee, kick, turn, dodge and block became another move, another attack. Blows were landed but neither of them allowed the full force of the blow to be absorbed. A turn to the side to avoid a head shot became a return knee to the midsection, which was blocked and became an attempt to grab the knee or waist, which opened up the opponent’s neck and shoulders for a drop elbow. Kicks were flung, blocked, countered and leveraged for opportunity to seize, twist or make a strike to a joint. Now both Zeus and the Major were grunting and sweat was pouring. I looked at my watch, this had gone on for 10 full minutes. Each of them had been knocked to the mat where the other tried for a submission, but neither could immobilize the other. Hell, I was sweating just watching this. It stopped being fun and easy and seemed like they were seriously trying to hurt each other. I nudged Lamont. “Should we stop this?” I whispered to him. “I think they are both loving the hell out of this, Assmunch. Let’s just trust them to know where to draw the line.” He answered. That was fine for him to say, it wasn’t his soldier at risk. The last thing I wanted was for Zeus to be cycled because he got hurt sparring. I’d give it another minute or so. It didn’t last that long. Collins began with a series of moves that seemed designed to flow into each other, and elicit specific defensive moves from Zeus. Zeus did not disappoint, but I got the distinct feeling I was watching a chess match. I knew a sacrifice was coming up, one designed to create an opening. Collins was leading Zeus, moving him exactly where he wanted him. Zeus was doing well, predicting every one of the Major’s moves. A puzzled look crossed Zeus’s face. I think he was figuring it out, but I didn’t think it would be in time. Collins would make his move soon, I could feel it, see his body getting ready. He was going to let Zeus hit him with everything, leave Zeus an opening he couldn’t refuse, but it would leave Zeus open to some trick or counter that would put an end to him. Just what the fuck was the Major planning to do? I almost couldn’t take it. I’d started out figuring the Major would win, but over the course of the match it looked like Zeus stood a chance. But now I was tense. I was back to concluding Zeus would lose but I feared the loss would be something brutal. Anything less and the Major would fail to submit him. Suddenly, it was there. Collins left his right side exposed, daring Zeus to take a shot. I begged him silently to miss it. I saw a resigned grin flash on Zeus’s face and he took the shot. Which allowed the left side of Zeus head to be open. Collins’ fist was already halfway to Zeus’s face when Zeus’s fist made contact with the Major’s ribs. I gave the Marine credit, he never flinched. He was committed to his plan. A half second after Zeus rocked him in the ribs, he was struck in the jaw by the Major’s knuckles. Zeus went down like a demolished building.

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Hot faggot. Wish we could breed

The Hitch-Hiker (Part 3 – Myles) Myles was so tired after the ordeal, that he actually fell asleep. But even in his sleep he was sobbing from time to time. I drove through the night and was thinking about my next stop. I needed to fuck this lad, before he would meet another ‘friend’ of mine. If someone had to describe myself, he would surely say… modest, nice, polite and friendly. This was my every day face. The face I showed, when I offered help to a neighbor for example. But I had another, a darker side in me and that side was not caring about anyone. Right now I saw this 19 year old lad and didn’t pity him. Instead I wanted to fuck the shit out of his ass. I wanted to shred his insides and really hurt him, while fucking my AIDS dick deep into his guts. The beast within… was ready to strike again. We would still have time. It was still another 5 hour drive to our destination. I listened to Myles’ breathing and sobbing. It was like music to my ears and made me hard again. Only a few other cars were on the road at this hour. It was almost midnight. I would have to find another parking lot or a track across the fields. It had to be abandoned. I wanted to fuck him on the backseat of the car. It would be uncomfortable for sure, but I liked the intimacy. We wouldn’t have much room and I would bang my cock into him and there was nowhere for him to go. He couldn’t escape me. Half an hour later Myles woke up. “Hey buddy…. feeling good after your nap?” I showed my nice face and tried to do some small talk. “How long will it take to arrive in Fresno?” Myles asked me straight away. “We should be there right now…. where are you taking me?” he wanted to know. “What do you know, you can’t see where we are and you can’t see how fast we are driving. You know shit, so shut up.” I replied and the mask crumbled already. The next couple of minutes there was silence between us. I could see a sign for a parking spot. I slowed the car down to check if we would be alone or if there would be other cars already. “Are we stopping?” Myles lamented. “I said shut up” No other car was parking here. I drove offside the lot and stopped the car, then I gazed at Myles. I unbuckled my belt. Myles heard the noise and panicked. He wanted to know, what I was doing. I opened my jeans again. Button after button was opened and I shuddered a bit. “Please don’t…” Myles begged. “The price for my time has been raised…” I mentioned to him. “I cannot suck you anymore. I still feel sick from the last time. Please don’t force me to.” he whined. “I don’t want another blow job, but there is another hole you can offer me.” You could ‘hear’ me grinning. “NO… Nononononoooooo… I am not letting you fuck me. No way – I told you I am straight, you can’t fuck me up my ass dude” he screamed hysterically. I snapped his throat, choked him a little bit and told him to listen. “I will fuck your ass and you will let me shred your guts with my big cock. Don’t fool me boy. I don’t care if you are gay or straight. Your hole doesn’t care if you are gay or straight. But your hole will be used in a couple of minutes and now get into the back-seats of the car and start undressing. I want you totally naked, bitch. I opened my door and so did the twink. While I walked towards to his side the fool actually tried to run away. I had to laugh loudly. Within seconds I reached him and punched him into his back. I dragged him back to the car, pulling him by his hair. He was screaming like a girl. I kicked him into the back of the car and yelled again, that he should undress at once. His whole body was shaking but he started taking off his clothes. I watched him opening his jeans jacket and fold it neatly. I tore it out of his hand and threw it to the ground next to me. Then he took off his shirt. For the first time I saw his white, almost milky skin. It made a beautiful contrast to the color of his hair. He held the shirt into my direction and I threw it also to the ground. “Pants” I said. He opened his belt and then he opened the only button. With trembling hands he pulled his zipper down. I pulled at the fabric down at his feet and so his jeans went off quite fast. “Enough” I said and entered the car. I closed the door behind me and so we ‘enjoyed’ this intimate atmosphere. Myles squeezed himself into one corner of the back-seat and I was coming over him, like a wild animal. I tore his underpants from his body and he squeaked loudly. I didn’t even care to look at his wrinkled little dick. “Stay on your back and part your legs you filthy whore” I muttered. He slid into my direction and I gave him some space. Then I took my place between his legs. “Condom… please…” he begged me. I was fishing one of the rubbers out of my pants and handed him the packet. “Open it and get it on my dick, filthy cunt…” I sneered at him. He was shuddering extremely, he almost couldn’t open the packet. Of course it was one I had already manipulated. The condom wouldn’t survive 10 strokes, but hey… the guy wanted a condom, and a condom he got. He unrolled it on my dick which took him some time. It helped, him being blind, so he couldn’t see the damaged condom. Then I told him to guide me to his hole. He was still begging me to spare him, but he knew already that I wanted to fuck him hard. I buried Myles under my body while I entered his system without any lube or spit. The bitch was so dry and narrow, only with an immense effort I was able to push my cock head into the lad’s cunt. “Let me fuck your cunt. Open up your straight ass for me” I moaned and with a grinding motion I started to push myself into Myles pussy. His legs were resting on my shoulders, so I could use the most power to attack his unprotected hole. After 6 inches of my junk had entered his body more or less painfully for both of us, I started to jab into him brutally. I knew if I wanted to impale him fully I needed all the strength I could summon and I was willing to give it to him. Myles had his underpants stuffed into his mouth for a while now. His screaming was just so loud, that I feared, the cops in Fresno could hear him. This way it was much better. He was still grunting very loud and his face was pained, but it didn’t help him much. After 10 minutes of powerfucking, I was finally fully embedded into him. I pulled my cock completely out of his hole and checked the condom, which was already broken and rolled up completely at the base cock. I was fucking him bareback now and since we didn’t use any lube, he was quite damaged already. The red streaks proved to me, that I did a great job. It was the time to enjoy the fucking. “You’re so hot and so tight. You will be the new star in the brothel” I moaned while fucking him violently. Myles eyes were staring into nothing and still I could see the shock in his face. “Hrrrmpffff Oooooh Noooooh Pleffffff” were the only noised he made. His ass was clenching my cock quite good, after I revealed his fate. He cramped fatally and I think this caused great pain into his arse. “In a couple of hours I will unload you and then you will meet quite a nice guy. He will help you to get over the border to Mexico… you will be soon getting assfucked and gangbanged all the time... 30, 40 dicks every night. Isn’t that great?” I asked him gleefully. “It’s a win-win for all of us” I giggled and while I was getting closer to my climax I started rabbit-fucking the 19 year old lad. I groaned so loudly when I had the best orgasm for a long time. Spurt after spurt I gave him the gift. After that I was totally worn out and collapsed on Myles. I just laid there between his legs and felt his heart beating like a drum. He tried to pull his underwear out of his mouth but I pushed it even further into his mouth. I could hear him asking ‘why’ but I didn’t answer him anymore. Finally I pulled my cock out slowly and saw Myles hole stayed open nicely. Then I dragged him out of the car and opened the trunk. Before pushing him into it, I retrieved his backpack and bag. It was too dangerous, in case he had a mobile phone in there. The backpack and the other stuff I threw on the back seat. Then I taped his mouth. His underwear was still crammed into his mouth, but I made sure he was able to breathe through his nose. I also decided to tape his hands by his wrists - onto his back. I didn’t want him hammering against the car from the inside all the time. He was twitching and jerking and I heard his muffled screaming; as the trunk lid closed the darkness surrounded him. Soon his voice was hoarse from all the screaming. Finally I arrived at our destination. It was a small town close to the Mexican border. I drove to a garage, which was actually just a fake. There were no mechanics working here. When I entered and parked my car within the garage, the door closed automatically. “Amigo, how are you” a mean looking guy was welcoming me. He was over 6 ft tall and full of muscles. His head was shaved and his cold blue eyes revealed, that he was no Mexican. “Hey man, I drove all night to reach you. I got some merchandise as promised. Caucasian. 19 years old, heterosexual, blind…. I told him about the circumstances. Myles was not disappeared long enough to be alarmed yet. But if he would be sold today, he wouldn’t stay long in this garage. He might be gone today already. A blind guy was something new. Guys could probably get horny, if they wouldn’t have to see into the accusing eyes of a forced whore. “So, let’s see him then…” The guy demanded. I opened the trunk and there he was. He tried to get up immediately. “Heffffffff, hefffff meeeee” he croaked. The bald guy was already rubbing his bulge. “Not bad…. not bad at all…. I see you hit him a bit?” he inquired. “Yeah – he whines a lot, but I think that’s normal, he likes getting manhandled. He enjoys the beating a lot and his body reacts the way it should.” I explained. “Nice cramping… we will see. You know we gotta test him first. You got 15 minutes? he asked me. “Of course” I answered. He called two other guys to the car. They were also looking like thugs and they lifted Myles out of the trunk. The three criminals dragged the boy to another room. I already knew, that there was only one mattress on the floor, to check the new merchandise for the Mexican market. Myles would get his first gangbang now, and I heard how roughly they used his body. He seemed to fight, because I could hear the beating sounds of fists meeting flesh and then the hoarse screaming of the lad. Around 30 minutes later the bald guy came out of the ‘test room’. His jeans was still opened and he proudly showed his bloody thick basher. I could see through the open door, that Myles was fucked at both ends right now. “I will give you 8000 dollars for him” he suggested. “No, I want 12000 – he is unique as far as I know.” “But we don’t know if the johns will use him as much, and I need to find a buyer for him also on the other side of the border” the bald one insisted. “Give me 10000 dollars and he is sold” We made a handshake and while the guy was getting the money, I unloaded all the stuff and threw it next to a desk in the garage. After I received the cash I counted it thoroughly. I got into my car and didn’t even try to take another look through the open door. After all… it was my lucky day.