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The session had been arranged for eleven In the evening. The Sauna closed at ten on Monday to Wednesday evenings and most of the guys had already left by then. On this particular Tuesday Simon and Craig, the two receptionist/caretakers had had a very quiet evening with only half a dozen guys visiting after work and leaving early. They had already cleaned all the cum and condoms from the private rooms and mopped the floor of the sauna, cinema and glory holes cubicles by ten thirty. That just left the larger communal fucking room to clean up and cafe area. Simon told Craig that he was happy to finish cleaning the cafe and communal room himself and told him to go home to his boyfriend. Craig looked a little surprised as Simon had never done this before, but was glad to get away early. Simon was glad to get rid of Craig tonight as he would never have approved of the event that were planned for this evening. He cleaned the cafe and prepared the communal area then retrieved his holdall from his locker. He had brought a dozen black hoods with him but, doubted he would need that many. He also unloaded half a dozen large bottles of lube, a tray of twelve small bottles of poppers, twenty five meters of paracord and a couple of small penknives to cut the cord if required. That done the venue was ready. The event had been set up via a contact site that put guys wanting to be bred and pozzed in contact with breeders who were willing to perform the service. Simon had been a lurker for a few weeks before he made contact with anyone. The idea of being pozzed had long been a turn on, but it was only after chatting to other guys on the site and realising they wanted it as well made him realise actually doing it was what he wanted more than anything. The thought of completely surrendering himself to someone else and being converted was all he'd thought of over the last few months. It was then he had the idea of a poz conversion event at the sauna where he worked. He fielded the idea to other guys in the chat room and eventually had four poz tops and seven chasers who wanted to attend and either lived close enough or were willing to travel. Of course, Simon was realistic and knew that it was possible that no one would turn up. The arrangement was the the chasers would be hooded so they were unable to identify who had fucked them. Their hands would be tied at the back so during their breeding they wouldn't be able to take the hood off. The breeders could also wear a hood if the wanted to but it wasn't compulsory. The chasers agreed that if they attended there was no going back. They would be bareback fucked for the purpose of being pozzed. The chasers were to arrived at eleven on the dot. Anyone who was late would not be admitted. The breeders were to be there by eleven thirty. Simon would place the hoods on the chasers, and tie their hands. Simon himself would let the breeders in then put his own hood on. Although he had seen them he wouldn't know who had fucked and hopefully converted him. Eleven o'clock arrived and Simon unlocked the front door. He saw a couple of guys lurking in the shadows of the building opposite and unsure whether they were participants went back inside. Within thirty seconds the two guys pushed the door open and came inside. One guy was very young, possible nineteen or twenty. The other was in his late forties. The younger was skinny with shortish brown hair and not bad looking. The older was average build with a shaved head that really suited him. Both appeared quite nervous. Simon wondered if the other two he was expecting were outside so he had a quick glance to check outside to check. There was no sign of anyone else and as it was now almost ten past eleven he closed and locked the door. He led the two guys to the communal area. The older guy was really up for it. He said he'd been dreaming about being pozzed for the last ten years and had lots of bareback sex as a bottom but it had just never happened. They knew what was going to happen to them so stripped quickly. The young guy was so hard his cock was upright and bouncing off of his belly as Simon placed the hood over his head and tied it loosely around his neck. He tied his hands behind his back and Simon sat him on the raised platform in the middle on the room. The older guy had a very thick cock which was around six inches. He had precum dripping from it. Simon prepared him with a hood and tied his hands behind him. While he was tying his hand Simon noticed he had a great arse, really beefy and hairy. The time was now almost twenty five past eleven so Simon went back up to the entrance to await the breeders. He hoped upon hope that at one would show up otherwise there would three very disappointed guys with holes to fill. Simon opened the door at just before Eleven thirty. Four guys entered almost immediately. *To be continued*

Unfortunately, I'd asked Sarah out because I was feeling insecure about my sexuality. I'd recently masturbated several nights in a row while fantasizing about getting fucked in the ass. I committed to focusing my sexual energy on women. Sarah, a sophomore like me, had been not-so-subtly hinting that she was attracted to me. Oh and two of her friends said I should definitely ask her out. So I did. She liked the attention, I liked that I wanted to fuck her (even though she never gave me more than a handjob while we were dating). Still, I couldn't keep my fantasies straight. We got married at the end of junior year. Everyone thought we made a good couple. Things were fine. ***** We decided to spend our first anniversary in Las Vegas. We were both 21 and had basically never had any alcohol. I'd gotten us some kind of lovers package that included champagne on ice in the room when we checked in. We were giddy already--sin city!--and she giggled when I popped open the bottle. I filled up the flutes and toasted our trip. ***** "Oh fuck!" "Fuck that's tight." He was actually inside me. Jesus. I moaned. I couldn't help it. "Yeah, I knew you were a faggot as soon as I saw you." I blushed and didn't feel great about that. He slid in and out of my asshole slowly. I was breathing deeply trying to take him without panicking. It seemed like he must have the biggest cock on the planet. Fuck I did feel like a faggot though. I couldn't believe how hot it was to have this guy inside me. Ted. **** Sarah and I drank up the champagne like a couple of idiot kids celebrating an ill-advised marriage. We started to mess around and she slurred an offer to suck my dick. I was beside myself. She made her way down to my crotch... And passed out. Fuck. **** I was trying, poorly, to order a beer from a cocktail waitress. The particulars aren't important but I looked like an idiot because I was. Ted saw the thing unfold and sorted everything out. Ted was a big dude. Probably just 5'9" but 260? Muscly with a beer belly. I was slowly betting a quarter a play on the slot machines while chatting with Ted. At some point another guy came by and chatted with Ted. They whispered to one another and laughed. I felt like awkward and laser focused on my dumb gambling machine. Suddenly I realized Ted was addressing me. "...Hello!" "Oh sorry I was spaced out." Ted's friend was looking at me expectantly. I stuck out my hand, "Hey I'm ____" He pumped my arm and introduced himself. I immediately forgot his name. A generic name for a generic dude, lol. "OK don't lose your phone this time!" Ted roared with laughter. Whoever smirked and walked off. I realized, somehow for the first time, that Ted was gay. "So is that your?" "...oh ____?" Of course. "But don't worry, he was just letting me know he made plans for tonight." Ted looked me in the eye and then laughed again. I laughed weakly and pushed the gambling button again. I awkwardly tried to make small talk and quickly drank my beer. Ted helped me get another one. He and the waitress shared a laugh about something I didn't catch. "So you're straight?" "Oh yeah. Actually me and my wife are here celebrating our first anniversary." "Congrats!" he put a hand directly on my crotch, correctly predicting that my cock was hard. Ted was serious for the first time "Where is she?" "Oh well uh we actually had champagne for the first time and I guess it was too much for her so I just came down here for a minute. I really should be going." "I'm sure she's fine. You can keep hanging out with me." "....I'm not gay!" He laughed hard. "Of course not! Talking to a gay person isn't gayis it?!" "Of course not!" I replied anxiously. His hand rubbed my now rock hard dick through my jeans. "Going up to a gay person's room isn't gay is it?" My cheeks must've been beet red. Sensing my hesitation Ted added "he won't be back tonight." ***** "Uhh uhh uh." Yes thrust into me. "Oh fuck yeah bitch! Take my load." He just came in me. Bare. I jerked my half-hard cock and while precum steamed out. I tried to squirm away but he pinned me down, pumping the rest of his seed into me.

So I found myself at the local bathhouse again last night. Since it was the 1st Saturday of the month, it was “Blackout” night, which isn't really a blackout and they issue everyone a color coded glow stick armband, blue for top, green for versatile, red for bottom, orange for oral only, and purple for it's a mystery or as I prefer to call it I don't even pretend to have a sexual position, unfortunately more than half of the guys choose orange and a significant percentage of the rest choose purple. I arrived around 8 and as always there was a big crowd for the “Blackout” even though it doesn't start until 10. As is also typical this large crowd was just circling, socializing with just a little bit of cock sucking mixed in. I didn't see or hear anyone fucking until around 9:30. Shortly after I saw the 1st couple fucking, I ran into a bottom that I fuck fairly regularly and fucked him for a bit but did not cum. My next fuck was the 1st dick in my ass for the night, it came from a really hot black guy who had been the instigator in most of the cock sucking I had been seeing. He was hot enough that I even let him suck me for a bit, while nothing else was happening. He had a short but really thick dick, and knows how to use it, he gave me 4 good long fucks (the last 2 in the sling), in several positions and with lots of kissing, over the course of the evening and while I'm not absolutely sure I don't think he bred me, I know he did not breed me on the 1st fuck. At this point I was really horned up, and doing a good job of sampling the willing bottoms, but saving my load. The next memorable fuck happened the 1st time I hopped in one of the slings, a hot twink in a harness with a big, super hard dick came up and just shoved himself in my hole and started pounding, which I absolutely love, he gave me a good pounding for 10 minutes or so and possibly came in me, I'm not sure since that kind of pounding causes my ass to produce a lot of natural lube. I continued making the rounds, sampling a few holes and a few dicks, my 1st definite load of the night came while the harnessed twink was trying to fuck a blindfolded guy in the sling, he was having trouble staying hard, so maybe he did breed me, another black guy came up and indicated I should suck his dick, once he got hard I turned around bent over and was rewarded with a nice pounding and load. The next notable fucking came in the maze, I was ass up on the 2 man fuck bench and started out by taking a nice fucking from the hot black guy with the short, thick dick. While I was on the bench getting fucked 1st by the black guy and then steady stream of guys sampling my hole for a few strokes, a latino twink laid down on the bench and got one of the regular cute, smooth, smaller twink total bottom to ride him, he fucked him in several positions and bred him. At this point I'm getting a good stream of guys in my hole plus a hot show going on next to me, so I'm not moving. As soon as the 1st guy bred the smaller twink another hot regular approaches and starts fucking him and breeds him as well, quickly followed by an older shorter, heavier regular with a tiny dick, but he does fuck. While the smaller twink is busy getting fucked and loaded by the 3rd guy, a really hot tall, blonde and musculara guy with a huge dick comes up behind me and starts giving me a great hard pounding, pulling all the way out and slamming back into me lose slutty hole for an extended period of time, eventually filling my hole with a nice load, and then let me suck him clean and lick the fuck sweat off his balls afterward. Is there anything in the world that smells or tastes better than fresh fuck sweaty balls? After catching my breath, I realized the smaller twink is still ass up on the bench next to me with no one fucking him, so I slide my now throbbing dick in his gaping, velvety, cum filled fuckhole and give him my 1st load of the evening. After I bred him, we chatted for a few minutes about how hot of a session we just had and we both got up to wander around. At this point it is around midnight, and as often happens at that point in the night the fucking has almost completely stopped. Over the next 2 hours I did get several more guys to fuck me including a final fucking from the hot black guy with the short, thick dick in the sling, but no loads. Around 2 I finally decided I needed to find a recipient for my 2nd load and go home. Unfortunately even though the crowd was unusually large for that time, there were very few bottoms trying to get fucked. There were 2 twinks on the 2 man fuck bench, one getting his ass eaten and the other standing on it lubing up his hole and telling any guy that approached him that he was “just doing his own thing at the moment,” so I continued wandering although I did manage to get fucked briefly by several guys, until I encountered the twink that I had seen getting his ass eaten in the sling trying unsuccessfully get fucked be a cute big dicked black twink. Once the black twink gave up, I decided to give him a try, I barely got me dick in him before he decided he need to go get his lube if he was “going to participate in a fuck circus,” even though he was already lose and wet. So I wander away and decided to climb in the other sling and see if I could capitalize on the lack of bottoms. My luck held, the big dicked black twink found me less than 2 minutes later, he didn't seem to be having the same issues fucking me as he was having with the other twink. He soon asked me if I wanted his load, and then had me beg for it before filling me full of his cum. At this point the twink is back in the other sling with his lube, this time he let me fuck him and I found out why the black twink had been so unsuccessful when I watched them earlier. I was tired and ready to go home, and he was telling me how hot it was the I had just “caught one in the other sling”, so I told him he was about to catch one too and gave him my 2nd load of the night. It wasn't a bad night, I stayed too long, and wound up breeding a guy who was a lousy fuck to finish the night. I had several really good fucks and breedings with guys I was very into, and I did give 2 and took at least 4 loads

just now. Sunday morning at 10 am. super hot dude from THIS SITE. I say “super hot”. I didn’t see him. But that dick. and that attitude. FUCK YES. He texted before he got here. I waited in the empty camper in the backyard. I put on a blindfold when I heard him approach, and never took it off or even peeked. He came in. I am waiting with my hard, leaking dick hanging out of my shorts. In no time, his dick is out. Hard as a rock. In my mouth. He’s uncut, but I never read foreskin ‘cause he’s so fucking hard. I told him later that his dick reminded me of my cousin’s, who I started fucking around with at age 12. Perfect mouthful. Perfectly proportioned dickhead. So he has me suck it until he’s leaking. He has me stand up and drop my shorts. FUCK YES (Now I have been 95% top for almost 20 years. I spent the 20 years before as 90% bottom. I know how to take dick, but have not done it in a long time. Never anonymously. Never a bare casual load. I’ve give quite a few, never taken one). I climbed on the bed in the camper, on my knees, ass out over the edge. He stuck his dick in me. I thought I could not take it OUCH. How does it hurt so much at first, and then feel so good later? What a perfect dick. The pain turned to discomfort turned to ambivalent turned to fucking amazing. I have not bottomed in so long. Do I flex my ass? Do I flex my hole? Do I move with the rhythm, or just lie there mostly relaxed and passive, which is what I want from bottoms? His dick is perfect for him rubbing his dick head back and forth across my sphincter Hot He says he’s using me like a condom I am biting my lip, trying not to beg him to cum in me, which is what I want most. I dislike bottoms who prematurely beg for cum. Random dude. Never seen him. He’s ball’s deep in me using his ass for his pleasure . Bare. FUCK YES. He speeds up. His breath does that thing. HE IS SHOOTING INSIDE ME! I haven’t taken a load in my ass in years. Never anon. I have never even seen this stud who just inseminated me with his dna. Shot his wad inside me. Bare. I was such a slut for his dick and load. I did not feel it pulse. As a top, I always hope for my bottoms to feel my dick when it’s ejaculating deep inside him. He slides out though, and I feel my swollen hole, slippery with his nutt I smell some. Fresh cum. FUCK YES. Another first. He spins me around and has me clean his dick. I’ve never done atm from the bottom end. Damn that dick just gave me a load. Of course I put it in my mouth Of course I want any remaining drops. Stud boy (he’s less than half my age) keeps on going. I keep sucking. He lays me face down on the camper mattress. YES PLEASE USE MY HOLE. Amazing to me how I’ve gone from hardcore top to bottom!! i don’t know what to do though. I want to talk about how hot it is, what he’s doing. But I don’t like verbal bottoms . I want rock back with his motion, but I prefer when bottoms completely relax and let me use them like the sock puppets that are (to get my load). Idk what to do. But he does this hot thing. I love pinning guys down when I fuck them. I’ve held guys by the neck and choked them out a little. I need leverage to fuck hard, and deep. But he did this amazing thing. Me face down. Him on top. His dick fucking my asshole. He wrapped his arms around my head. He held my head in his arms, like he had me. I was gasping for breath with his arms wrapped around my head. HOT literally and mentally I am doing that to the next bottom I fuck!! After a while, he pulls out, flips over onto his back, and pushes my mouth back down on his dick. ATM for the second time. He’s fucked his load in me, bruised my ass to make it take, and given his cock a slippery coating of his own frothy cum. I devoured that cock SO HOT where did this slut bottom in me cum from? his perfect size and perfect shape got me into a perfect rhythm HE CAME IN MY MOUTH second load It’s all up in my sinuses. His manspunk is digging in my head looking to breed. DAMN Stud loaded my ass and my head. He said he’d like me to jack off. I haven’t touched my dick so far. I try. I can’t. Cum in my ass. Cum in my head. I am overexcited I have a big dick. It’s been hard and semi hard and engorged and leaking this whole time. Sorry dude. I can truthfully say I’ll masturbate over his later. More than once. I love love love it when bottoms dont cum and say they will masturbate later, thinking of my big dick exploding inside Hot. Heh heh heh You should! And I will . Ass up, masked. He used my ass, came in me twice. I never saw him. Dog, I love being a dirty homosexual.

He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. Pozzed Cheerleader 3 The 6 of us laid about the room that wreaked of cum and ass. Jamie and I were sticky with cum that seemed to be everywhere like sand from the beach. George fumbled about in his bag and produced two butt plugs and told Jamie and I to get on all 4’s. We promptly did as we were told, and with no lube George with urging from the others pushed into our well-fucked holes butt plugs. “That’ll keep the bug in there” he chuckled and the rest of them laughed with him. Mike was right in front with a very large but flaccid cock. I started to lean forward and take him in my mouth, but someone pulled me off the bed and Jamie with me. We were pulled to our feet and guided into the bathroom where there was a large shower that was big enough for 4 people to fit in almost comfortably. Jamie and I were instructed to get in, on our knees and kiss like we liked each other. I was not used to kissing guys, but I could only assume that Jamie was. His tongue was in my mouth before I even had a chance to get ready. I liked it. I found myself getting hard. I slowly started to jack myself, but Jamie stopped me. I could sense George, Dan, Mike and Javon gathering around us to watch. Which really made it hotter, and then I felt it…. From George a golden stream of piss spraying off of my forehead, and then one from Dan hitting Jamie in the face. Javon and Mike sprayed our chests and necks and as if on cue they all focused in on our mouths. Jamie was open mouth kissing me and we were swallowing the golden sweet nectar of our gifter’s. Jamie and I were covered head to toe with cum and piss. Javon pulled Jamie out of the shower still covered and into the arms of George and Dan, who let him to the whirlpool. Mike joined Javon and I in the shower. I felt their mouths all over me. Mike bent me at the waist and I took Javon’s flaccid cock into my hungry mouth where he still had some piss for me. I had never done a “golden shower” before let alone swallowing piss. I felt Mike tug at my plug. It went in easier than it was coming out. In the other room, I could hear Jamie struggling. What I come to learn later was he was sitting on Dan’s 9 inch cock and George, with the help of a ton of extra lube and some really strong poppers, was trying and painfully succeeding to double penetrate his well fucked ass. Jamie had tears in his eyes but when George finally slid in next to Dan’s behemoth dong. Jamie came covering Dan’s chest and neck. I could hear Jamie scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Mike smacked my ass and as Javon turned on the shower, he said, ‘that it is going to be you soon.” I was nervous, but excited. Mike slid his cock into my once virgin now gaping hole. He winked at Javon as Jovon hardened in my mouth. I could feel the cum and piss rinse away from my body. Javon pulled me off of Mike’s thick hammer and in one swift motion hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and Mike aimed Javon’s cock into my cunt. He bounced me up and down on his cock, and I am no lightweight. I stand nearly 6 foot tall and nearly 200 lbs. I am no lightweight, but Javon held me and bounced me on his cock like I was a rag doll. I felt Mike’s cock slither along my ass crack up next to Javon. Mike whispered in my ear, “you are about to get what Jamie got, but no help from the ‘nottle’’. I really did not know what that meant, but I soon found out as Mike lined up his cock next to Javon and pushed. It felt like I was constipated backwards. I thought they were going to split me in two, but as soon as that thought hit my little cock crazy party brain. Mike was in my slutty gaping hole. I felt a rush of pain and pleasure. I was pleasing two men at once with my faggot ass. If I could get a 3rd in my mouth I was have invited him in. Mike pushed all the way into me until I felt both his and Javon’s balls touching my taint. I begged them to fuck me slowly. I did not get that request. They took turns power fucking my hole. Mike would pull out and then slam it in then Javon would take over. From the other room, I could hear Jamie’s squealing with pleasure as he took a pounding from Dan’s donkey dick and Geoge’s meaty rod. “You two sluts are going to poz in no time,” Dan announced as he came in Jamie from George’s relentless fucking. I knew my time was coming soon. I wanted them to poz me. I wanted to free to be fucked by anyone on campus. I wanted to spread my seed to others and free them whether they knew it or not. Javon came in me as he jammed his cock along with Mike’s cock as deep in me as they could. While Javon was still deep in my ass he Mike erupted as well. From the other room, George came with renewed vigor into Jamie. Both Javon and Mike pulled their spent cocks from my abused and cunted ass, but before my gaping hole had a chance to retreat back to form. Mike inserted the anal plug back into me. I slumped to my knees and Javon killed the shower. I wish he would have left it on. I could have the relaxing shower, but as the water drained. Javon ordered me to look up. As I did another stream of piss struck me across the face and I opened my mouth to let it flow in and I felt another from behind me as Mike joined the fun. When they were done they invited Dan and George to join the ‘shower brigade”, but George said that Jamei was drinking straight from the tap. What sluts they have created this day! 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A run-down apartment in a bad part of town the guy is on home confinement with an ankle monitor he said that just wanted some head. The apartment was dirty he was in sweat shorts no underwear pull this long dick out I started sucking the thug so he wood nut in my mouth. He start playing with my ass takes my shirt off tells me strip can I go back to sucking his dick and he plays with my ass using spit then he asked if I'm going to give him some pussy and if I'm clean cuz he don't want any STD. Orders me to turn around and I feel the head of his dick press against my hole but doesn't really go in. He gets mad tells me to stop running he's going to rape me and that'll hurt he don't give a fuck he want some pussy. He tries putting it inside me again this time it pops in and I feel my face gets real red like blood rush and I can hear my pulse in my ears as he fucks me saying I got a nice tite white pussy. He fucks me a lil then tell me he's going to nut and then I feel his cock flex pulse and I know he's busting inside when he's done and pulled out then tells me to get my shit and leave

I really wish u would have told her, “I’m having sex multiple times a week with the college boys so I probably need the shot.” Her facial reaction would have been priceless.

I've been impatiently reading this story in real time as new chapters post while consuming other @losolent stories, reading most in a single sitting. Sadly, I believe I only have 3 more unread stories to go. This author's characters are so diverse and richly developed. The plots move in broad arches, incorporating rich knowledge of travel, cultural idiosyncrasies and formal protocols. In some stories, there are times when I wish the opening, intimate characters would renew their intimacy but that is likely just my sentimental nature. Still, a renewing private intimacy between Liam and Alex would be the ultimate welcomed surprise. I would not want for such a scene near the end of a story at the expense of having been introduced to so many interesting characters. Each one an individual weaved into an ever complex but friendly web. What I like most is that web is filled with protagonists, usually limiting antagonists to a single, really bad actor (pun intended with future expectations) or a then, yet-to-be-revealed good soul like Gareth. I can't say enough good things about your story telling @losolent. While playing catch up consuming your many postings, I found Bajan Love Affair and The Gifted Virgin so exciting that I recommended both to my female hairstylist. The pozzing and unprotected sex aspects of the stories she found educational. Uncertain whether any chemicals or other unabridged Breeding Zone plots would be similarly received, I pasted the chapters together for each of these two stories and privately shared them with her as separate PDFs. I confess this and apologize in consideration of any copyright implications. My only defense is how much these and most of your stories deserve a vastly larger audience. As Alex and Max depart for an international movie premier AND with recognition that all movies depend upon an edited screenplay, it is inconceivable to me that stories like The Gifted Virgin wouldn't find broad movie appeal with very few plot adjustments. The classic elements of great literature and rewarding fiction appear present in each of your stories. Even if present in your profile, I pay no attention to your age but hope you have many rewarding years of life ahead. And beg that you will continue to share or sell your great gifts across the decades. Sadly, I doubt any of us realize how popular these stories are at this site or how well received they would be if consolidated (non-forum threads) and posted/published somewhere for a general audience to discover. You have my deepest appreciation and thanks for your commitment to great story telling. For you are truly great serving up each chapter. Thank you

So it's been a while since I've posted any stories about slutty layover fucking. I've had a few hookups, but they've been with my regular buds in SLC and TUS. Except for a new guy, who's in the midwest and married to a woman. He's in his current city working on an extended project, and his wife is out west. She visits him occasionally, but for the most part he's alone in the midwest and I've been able to meet with him pretty regularly. I met him last November at his local bathhouse. It'd been a few years since I'd been in his city, and I had 24 hours on a Friday night. So I planned a night at the baths. I checked in, got a room, undressed, and started wandering the hallways. I'd read they have a back room with a public sling, fuck bench, and glory holes. When I entered the dark room, it took my eyes a while to adjust. I could only see silhouettes, but from 10 feet away I was immediately drawn to one man. I mean I could *FEEL* his presence from a distance. I couldn't see him, I only noticed that he was tall and a fit/lean build. But I got butterflies in my stomach seeing him there. He was the "hot" guy, the one I wanted, no one else in the place mattered. I took a lap around the area, stopping by the fuck bench and watched a guy getting pounded by 3 guys. By now my eyes had adjusted to the darkness and I could see. As I turned, I saw him standing near the exit to the hallway. I could finally see his face, and he was handsome. There was something about him that I can't describe, I was so drawn to him. My heart was racing and I wanted to get out of the dark room so I could collect myself and calm down, but I was going to have to walk by him to enter the hallway. As I walked past he reached out and gently touched my chest. I felt that touch to my CORE. I was practically panting and I reached out and touched his arm. We looked at each other and he slowly leaned in to kiss me. It was such a gently kiss, but it made my heart race even more. I pulled my lips from his, and whispered, " would you like to come to my room?" He replied yes. I took his hand and led him into the hallway. When we got into my room, we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed passionately. When we pulled our lips apart and our eyes met, we gazed at each other for a bit but neither of us could let go of the other. Eventually we laid down on the mattress and continued kissing and touching each other. We were in there for maybe an hour when he asked if I'd like to go to his place. Of course I said yes, I'd stay over and he'd get me back to the hotel before my late afternoon check out. Once at his place, we spent hours kissing, touching, gazing in each others eyes. We have a connection I've never experienced before. I've had sex with hundreds and hundreds of guys, but I've never experienced this before. And he said the same. We actually didn't fuck that night, it was just all about us enjoying this powerful connection we immediately had. We were probably up until 3 or 4 AM, and slept until about 9. We had some coffee and a light bite to eat before he dropped me back at the hotel. Neither of us had words to describe our night together, but we both wanted to do it again. Since November, we've been able to see each other at least once a month, if not twice. I've flown in for 3 day weekends, and I've worked trips laying over in his city. We've tried to define and label what's going on with us. We've both been in love before, but this is different. I don't believe in soulmates, but is that what we are? Whatever it is, we're going to continue with what we're doing. I have no expectations of him getting divorced, and I don't think he should. He's fairly well off, and it'd be a financial bloodbath if he did. I don't want that for him at this stage in his life. Since we met, I've been with my SLC and TUS buds a bit, but not since February. I've just wanted to be with my married guy. Will I resume slutty layovers in the future? Probably, but I'm not sure when. But when I do, I'll definitely post

This was something else I forgot to put on my list. I'll add the related complaint of camera shots being way too close. I'd occasionally like to see the entire body of each guy during the action. I appreciate that many viewers enjoy a close-up view of the action, but I don't think the camera focus has to be so tight as to enable one to count hair follicles.

My twink grabbed my hand and asked “where’s the sling?”. I told him to follow his bare bear. He trotted along after me and leapt into the sling. A chubby bear who had been following us walked into the cabin. At once my twink and I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his stomach around his belly button. Both the twink and I got hard at this and he said “I’d ask if you use condoms bro but your in the sling so I know you don’t. Anyway I need to BREED tonight.” He slid his cock straight into my twinks now cum filled hole and started to pound. He growled and told my lad how he was going to breed him properly. My twink reached across and rubbed the bears hairy chest. The bear leant down and kissed my twink then stood tall and proud and picked up the pace. He really went for it pumping the twinks hole hard. He slowed down for a bit and put my arm round him and we kissed – the bears cock still in the twink. After our kiss I said in a loud voice “poz his hole”. And that pushed the bear over the edge – he picked up speed grunting and then slowed down his cock swelling and he growled – take that poz load! He seemed to spurt rope after rope. He pulled out, said “take good care of my babies bro” and walked out.

Second, your arguments on a biological basis are flawed. 1) Homosexuality is quantitatively hereditary, widespread across all current and historic societies, has a strong additive genetic basis and dates back to at least the hunter-gatherer era. Additionally, the persistent prevalence of homosexuals is significantly higher than what may be calculated for a recessive trait of no fitnes. So, it appears to be more common than can be plausibly explained by mutation–selection balance and therefore offers a fitness benefit to a population, a benefit strong enough as to date back to hunter gatherer times and to manifest in every human society, including geographically isolated ones. What this evolutionary fitness is, is still up for debate but some theories are that it promotes social integration, prosocial bond formation, better communication and connectivity. But assuming you're equating fitness with value as a person (illogical regardless), then that argument doesn't stand up. 2) Once again, for the umpteenth time, sexual identity and sexual behavior are NOT the same. There is a whole forum category on breedingzone for straight guys that fuck guys on the side for crying out loud but still identify as straight. Furthermore, there are tons of straight and bi guys that have m2m sex and then still live heteronormative lives as well as father children simultaneously. Gay guys also father children, albeit at 20% occurrence, but the machinery still works obviously. Considering this degree of reproductive integration, how can you argue that men who have sex with men are a different species? 3) The implication that you're making is that degree of masculinity is the metric being used to determine hierarchical position. Now, this is a legitimate hypothesis and worth discussing. I have also considered this to be a factor in how it may determine sex role, sex position, sex dynamics, wanting of occasional casual sex, full on sluttiness or monogamous/open relationships, etc. However, the problem I have with this is that although masculinity is primarily a biological trait (simply the manifestation of androgenic expression on a physiological and behavioral level), the usage of the word has been warped by extreme conservatives/religious groups/homophobic communities to be used as a means of discrimination as a false illogical rationale for why men who have sex with men are less deserving of respect and opportunities. And that, is completely reprehensible. Once again, your casual comment, perhaps because you feel sexier if you roleplay as a subhuman creature or whatever, is irresponsible, and absolutely none of us should ever tolerate this talking point because quite simply it has a very real effect on our day to day lives

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.

When I got to college I was totally straight. Never even thought about having gay sex or doing anything with a guy. I wasn't a homophobe or anything, It was just that tits and pussy, not cock, turned me on. In high school I had a girl friend, and like a lot of couples, we hooked up and she took care of my needs to get laid. But going away to college ended that relationship and suddenly it was just me and my hand - again. And as everyone knows, compared to a quality blow job or fuck a hand job simply isn't as good. Of course I wasn't the only guy on campus who was horny and looking to get laid so that meant it wasn't easy finding a new girl. Then one day I was walking back from class talking to a buddy and we ended-up on the topic of being horny and not being able to get any. He looked at me, smiled and said "You know there is a solution to that." And with that introduction he went on to tell me about the coaches' locker room in the old football / weight room building, explaining "...when they built the football team a new weight room, the old one was opened up to students for use 24-7-365. But what most people don't know is that down in the basement is a locker room that used to be for the use of the coaches. It's not that big but it has lockers and a decent shower area but since it's out of the way no-one uses it." Not understanding where he was going, I replied "Uhh huh, and what does this have to do with being horny?" "Well, after 6:00 PM each day" he says "it's a place where you can go to get your rocks off if you want. It's mostly gay guys but they will suck anyone who wants to get blown and you can usually fuck one in the ass if you want. They keep it pretty dark in there so it's not like you can really see who is taking care of you and it sure beats jacking off. I'm telling you, man, one straight guy to another, a guy's mouth feels just as good as a girl's and I'm told that fucking can be even better." Pre-college I would have ignored his suggestion, but at this point I was horny enough that the idea of getting sucked sounds good enough that I don't care who does it, especially if its anonymous. My buddy went on explaining that the deal is if your interested you go down there to the locker room and strip nude - no clothes allowed in the shower - and go on in. If a guy is in the middle of the room then he's looking for someone to service him. If he's against the wall facing out then it means he's giving blow jobs. If he's against the wall with his face to the wall then he's taking it up the ass. The idea of course is that guys will give and receive but its not like they are keeping records or anything. He could tell I was interested and offered to show me around a bit that night it I wanted, so around 9:00 PM that night we met up and headed over. It was a good thing the locker room was somewhat buried in an out of the way location, 'cause as soon as we opened the door the unmistakable sounds of sex filled the air. The room was dim but there was just enough light to find a locker and get undressed which we did. Now while I was horny as hell I was also nervous about the whole gay thing so my cock was anything but hard. My buddy on the other hand was sporting a nice 7" wood and clearly ready to get going. We walked into the shower room to find one of the shower heads in a distant corner was on full, putting out hot steam which fogged the room a bit. I could just make out couple of guys fucking and a couple of others getting sucked. We watch for a minute and then, as our eyes adjusted, we can see others against the wall waiting for action. My buddy lead me over to the wall, told me to face into the shower, and to have fun. Then he disappeared into the mist. No sooner had he disappeared then a guy appeared. He smiled at me and quietly asked "Let me guess: you're straight, and this is your first time, right?" I nodded in reply, swallowed hard, and wondered what would come next. I didn't have long to wait. The guy reached over and began playing with my soft cock, murmuring that I should relax. Then he went down on his knees, and took my cock in his mouth. His performance was magic. His tongue swirled around my limp shaft and head, licking my balls. Within seconds I was hard. To make a long story short, it was an amazing blow job and in the end I pumped jet after jet of my cum down his throat. As I left the shower area I spied my buddy, balls-deep in a guy's ass, fucking him hard. But the conversion part of this story is what you really want right? So my girlfriend problem never got any better and I keep returning to the locker room. Within a few visits I decide to try fucking a guy and found out first hand how much better a guy's ass can be than a girl's pussy. I found myself noticing hot guys more and more, and wondered if I was going gay, especially since I noticed fewer and fewer girls. I guess, however, all that really mattered was that when I walked into the shower room, my cock was always rock hard. Then came 'The night'... I'd gone over as usual, hoping to fuck someone. I undressed and walked into the shower. More guys than usual were clustered in the middle, but that wasn't particularly unusual. I had seen it happen before. Seeing a guy facing the wall, and not engaged with anyone, I headed over that way, but before I took three steps I was grasped from behind by several pairs of hands and forcefully guided to the wall, pinned against it, my legs spread eagle. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed. Someone replied "Well you've been giving out loads for a while. It's time you took some." "What the fuck, man, hey, I'm not gay I don't do that." "We aren't asking you. If I was in your shoes I'd relax and enjoy it." I knew there was a crowd around me and it was clear I wasn't going anywhere. And the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rhythmic sounds of guys stroking their cocks. My cock went instantly soft and I knew I couldn't escape.."Please, man, no, please don't." "Shhhh just relax." I felt fingers probing my virgin ass, opening me up for the first time in my life. The guy fingering me took his time but he wasn't gentle and it hurt. Soft whimpers escaped me as he opened my ass.."No, please, it hurts" I begged, but the guy kept going. Then I could feel his fingers begin to work lube into my ass and I could feel my hole stretching open. He moved behind me and I could feel the tip of his raw cock against my now stretched pussy. "Okay boy I'm gonna pop your cherry. Just relax," he suggested. "No, please, don't, no... please...noo" I whimpered as he began to push his way into my ass. Man did it hurt at first. The thick mushroom head truly opening my virgin ass and drove deep inside. It felt like I was being split in two, but he just drove his shaft in deep and left it there for a moment. I could hear others encouraging him, but some of what they were saying made no sense to me. "Yeah man, fuck that neg hole. Convert that boy. Poz him good." He started working his shaft in and out slowly at first letting me adjust and then with greater force. And as my ass relaxed and he started massaging my prostrate I was shocked to find myself enjoying it...my cock getting hard. I couldn't believe it. I was straight. I wasn't gay. And yet here I was, enjoying a cock in my ass. Tears of shame ran down my face as I confronted the fact I was getting pleasure from the cock in my ass. "Yeah boy, you like this, don't you? Fucking got a big hard-on, don't you?" the guy whispered in my ear, adding "Yeah you like this. I can tell. Fucking tight ass boy. Yeah. You know you're a faggot now, don't you?" He was right: I was. I couldn't help it. As he fucked away, my whimpers of pain had become moans of pleasure. He and everyone watching knew it. "Fucking A boy I'm gonna convert that neg ass of yours. Going to give you the gift. Make you part of the brotherhood." Had I understood what he meant I would have been terrified and would have tried to fight back, but I was clueless and in any case I was still held fast. Hands were groping my cock, stroking it as the group closed in tightly. I heard guys murmur about 'pozzing his ass' and 'milking the last neg load' from my cock. I could tell we were both going to cum very soon. "Tell me you want it, boy. Tell me you want my cum inside your ass." "Yes," I whimpered, "yes, please!" I could feel him shudder as he drove deep inside my ass, his hot juices filling-up my hole. I cried out as my cock fired its own load of cum at the same time. He stood behind me working his cock in my ass.. Working his cum into me. "Yeah pussy boy. That's right. You're one of us now. Part of the brotherhood. And now it's time for another member to give you his load. You want another load, don't you?" "Yes please" I whimpered unable to help myself, "fuck me...." I took six loads that night, all of them poz. By then end my ass was sore and gaping and my boxers couldn't contain the cum leaking down my thighs. A few nights later my buddy who had introduced me to the locker room came by and explained to me what all the poz and neg talk meant. It turns out he had also been pozzed. I cried like a baby and he held me soothing me and explained that it wasn't that bad. How meds could control it - if I wanted, and how now I could get fucked by anyone anytime. And that now now I could pass the gift to others if I wanted to do so. He held me for over an hour and soon we were making out. Truly making out. And that night we made love to each other. Two converted poz gay boys. When it was over we began to make plans to share the gift. But that's a story for another time.

He fell down on top of me exhausted, his sweat dripping mixing with my cum. He spit out “that’s a good boy” as he thrust his hips deeper and held me forcibly in place. Did he say second load? This just might have been the fuck of my life but I didn’t consent to no condoms, nor one let alone two loads. Before he got off me the terror set in and the prayers started. “God what did I do. Please let me be ok. Let him be negative. Let this be safe.” But I was also aware I needed to be cool, appreciative and thankful. Every Top, and especially every Alpha deserved respect — and a man this ripped and powerful deserved it four times over. As he lay there breathing heavy and sweating from his tight muscled frame I thought “that was amazing” and “I wonder if he’ll fuck me again.” Eventually he got up, grabbed a towel, pulled out and pressed the towel onto my hole. “Want a water?” he said as he turned and struted out of the room. When he quickly returned I was sitting on the edge of the bed cleaning up. He threw me a water bottle and said “I’ve got to shower, you’ve got to go” and he kicked my jeans on the floor closer to my feet. His dick leaked a drop of precum as he guzzled his water. In the time he was done with it I was dressed on my knees and milking his dick. No eye contact since he bred me he stood me up, and walked me to the living room. I grabbed my shoes by the door and sat on his couch to tie them. That is when I saw it — in slow motion I noticed on his glass coffee table were three issues of P-O-Z magazine. I froze, my stomach dropped and blood drained from my face. I could hardly think or move. I looked up — and with solid eye contact he said “I’ll need that ass again Saturday.” He turned opened the door wide and said “see ya kid.” Dizzy I took a step into the hall, I tried to look back at him as the door closed and light shut off. I never got his name. As I walked in the dark leaking cum, I wondered “how did I just get a strangers Poz load up my ass?” And “am I going to again on Saturday?”

I wish there was such a thing- I would have been wearing one countless times at work when I went to the urinals to piss- esp the one 30 something who always had his phone in one hand, flopped his cock out with the other, and then , using the hand/arm he just freed his cock with, would use his arm to rest on the wall above the urinal. If I tried this, I imagine my cock would have pulled back inside my shorts and I would have ended up pissing my shorts instead lol

Was at the gay bar yesterday afternoon. Went to pee and a guy was getting fucked in the stall. Heard the top grunt then he came out of the stall and walked out of the bathroom still adjusting his dick in his pants. I opened the stall door a crack and there was a hot ottery guy. I asked if he wanted more dick. He shot me and evil grin and pulled his shorts down. I pumped his ass for a few minutes and shot my load inside. When I left the stall, a guy who had been taking a piss at the urinal was outside rubbing his hard cock in his pants. He went right in and I hear the fucking start before I went back to my friends. Saw the bottom about 20 minutes later with his friend group, acting like nothing happened. Told one of my buddies who is a fellow slut what had happened. He says "so that hot guy has three fresh loads in his ass", I say yes. My friend walks over, somehow separates the bottom from the group and I see them both walk into the bathroom. My buddy loaded him too.

I'll disagree on this. You have to consider who is doing the research. These people are at a state university. They are much more likely to be doing research because they think it's the right thing to do, or because the government happens to be funding research in that area and their proposal looked more likely to give some kind of positive result.

Just had my cum holes used by a regular dom top of mine. He messages to ask id I'm free, and I said I was. He gave me directions to be naked on my bed with my dildo in my ass... he let himself in, fucked my ass hard and deep for 20/25 minutes... left without saying anything else other than... "I'll be back around 2/2:30 you better be ready for round 2" "yes sir!!" Guess I won't be going out later! 🐷🐽🐖

Thanks again! Can't wait for the next chapter!

I love a sloppy hole. Especially if there is fresh cum inside. So warm and wet.. My favorite to fuck an breed!

Get on prep ahead of time

OK, it might sounds a bit odd but there's actually nothing wrong with that. The primary teaching language of his degree is English, so the 'foreign language requirement' would be to demonstrate capacity in another language than that: presumably in order to be admitted to the college he had already demonstrated his ability in English.

Hell dude, that makes me extremely happy. I will always strive to bring out the human side of the life these characters chose. It’s important to me to portray our soldiers as living beings with emotional souls that sometimes find themselves caught in a crisis of conscience. It affects them, and I won’t pretend that they are robotic automatons that always follow orders. The things the Army asks of them aren’t easy, sometimes at war with their nature.

Knowing that I'm going first is also hot. If I'm encouraging a BF or other person I care about to take multiple loads, I claim first and last dibs. Gives my swimmers two good shots at winning the "sperm war" — and the pleasure of sinking into that used hole at the end of the night is really something special.

Our heroes are busily rewriting the protocol manual so that new security officers will be required to have sex in order to promote closeness with the royals they protect! So far, the trip is turning into a rollicking good time, in spite of 8 or 9 hours of jetlag. And now we wait for the villain of the piece to enter, in a flourish of ominous music and a puff of black smoke 🤣 @losolent loving the overall playful atmosphere among the members of the royal party.

Part 47 - The Big Hollywood Production January carried on and the days were slowly getting longer yet it remained cold with plenty of snow fall. Max put his head down in to his work and at least once a week Alex and himself would venture out for dinner, sometimes with Josh and Marty otherwise just themselves. No longer afraid to be seen in public with Alex they would often have their photos taken and be in the papers the following morning. Gareth would arrive Friday evening and depart late Sunday after spending the weekend with Jurgen learning the ropes, each visit he would bring more of his personal items moving in and staying in Sovereign Row at his own house. Saturday would see Max and Alex arrive at his house for their weekly dinner or take out from the palace kitchen, Asa would also join them when he was around and Nick left him alone. A couple of times Tom had been caught coming out of the house belonging to Hannes next door to Gareth's early in the morning. They had exchanged glances a few times and said good morning. Despite his yearning to get Tom he concentrated on doing what he was here to do, one unexpected thing happened with Gareth and Hannes becoming good friends as the weekends went past. He broached the subject of Tom with Hannes and had all but assumed Tom was taken Hannes. Alden was steadily still dating Lady Trasilion's daughter Steph and after their last night out she had agreed to Alden requesting their relationship be formalised and request the king put the wheels in motion. It was clear they were both smitten and falling in love with each other, it helped that Max and her were old friends and the four of them enjoyed dinner together on several occasions. Steph though was still busy in her job and often flying off here and there, Alden carried on with his royal duties and was now getting to the point where he needed his own assistant and could no longer rely on Linda who was busy with the queen. When Alex was free he would join Alden on some of his engagements drawing larger crowds of support, or surprise visitors on the palace tour providing them with a right royal tour indeed. On those tours they would often come across Max and dowager queen cataloguing the art and antiquities, the tour group usually got more excited getting the chance to photograph Alex and Max or have selfies with them. The final arrangements were in place for their trip to Washington then on to Los Angeles for the film premier of Felipe's new blockbuster film that was already getting lots of attention. The studio were making no secret that it was going to be a royal premier, tickets for attending were expensive with proceeds going to the International HIV Foundation. A coup that Alex had negotiated with the studio in conjunction with Felipe for publicity and to attend the party after the premier. Artem, Alex and Max sat there going over the itinerary, Artem and Tom would share a room as would Liam and Franco in the three bedroom presidential suite at hotel in Los Angeles. The studio were also providing additional security for their trips out. Alex checked his phone reminding Max that his family were arriving shortly before being whisked off to Borrick Lodge by the king and queen, Alden and Sam were also going as Steph was away until early February. By the time they arrived and they had lunch together Max still found it completely bizarre that his parents were friends of the king and queen. Protocol was still observed initially but it soon fell apart as the queen and his mother downed a bottle of wine between them before main course was even served. They chatted and gossiped non stop with no one able to get a word in, Alden and Sam acted like they had never been apart and they skipped out of lunch early as Alden wanted to take Sam horse riding before they left for the lodge. Artem's meticulous organisation meant they all had a seamless journey, he was certainly getting to be a dab hand at it but constantly complained to Alex that he couldn't do the finances properly and the figures just looked a jumbled mess. Max yawned and shuffled in his seat bumping Alex who woke up grumbling "What time is it?". "Two hours to go" Max said adjusting his seat in to a more upright position, "I need food". Alex pressed his cabin call button "Your highness, how may I help?" the flight attendant asked. Alex laid there looking up "We need some food please" he said. The flight attendant chuckled "Certainly your highness, sir" she said and disappeared off. Alex raised his seat and looked across at Liam who was wide awake watching over them whilst Artem slept next to him. Alex peeked over the back of their centre suites to where Franco and Tom were seated, Franco was sleeping having done the first few hours of the flight watching over Alex and Max, Tom was watching a movie and looked up and smiled unable to sleep from excitement of this trip. A few of the other passengers in first class peered over seeing the prince's head appear. Liam and Tom both ordered some food and Alex looked over at Liam and smirked fondly, he couldn't help it as he remembered Liam feeding him on the flight to Mauritius. He raised an eyebrow and Alex nodded, Liam and Tom joined Alex and Max in their double suite to dine together. Ever the considerate one, Alex ordered some food for Franco and Artem to be served one hour before landing. It was early afternoon in Washington but past dinner time in Monrovia as they finished eating and the plane began descending, Artem and Franco were served food, Franco panicked slightly when he woke up wondering where Tom and Liam had gone until he realised they were with Alex and Max. The front door of the plane was opened for the royal party and the ambassador stood at the foot of the steps beaming away when he saw Alex and Max appear, this was such an rare occasion that royalty visited them in Washington and the whole embassy was excited. Royal formality completed the limousines drove across to the private VIP building where they were cleared and on their way to the embassy for their two night stay before heading on to Los Angeles. Situated along Embassy Row the Monrovian embassy was like a normal small office building, behind it sat the impressive 10 bedroom ambassador's residence and function rooms. The entire embassy staff were excited and thrilled that Prince Alexander was staying, they were all outside cheering and waving flags as the limousines pulled up to the residency. The excitement even surprised the ambassador and he turned a blind eye knowing the embassy was now devoid of the twenty employees who stood there cheering. Alex stepped out of the car "You highness please follow me" the ambassador said bowing. "Not yet" Alex replied, "They all made an effort so it is only right" he insisted. The ambassador smiled "Thank you your highness, I know there is much excitement you being here". With Liam and Franco close behind Alex and Max walked over to meet the embassy staff, mostly out of respect as they were thousands of miles from their homeland and it was the least Alex could do. Even Max was not immune to them, they knew full well who he was and happily he met all of them, each one bowed their heads to him with a couple of them addressing him as royal highness causing him to chuckle and engage with them even more. Inside the residence Alex turned to the ambassador "Can you arrange an afternoon tea party" he asked. "Of course your highness, who is to attend?" the ambassador queried. "Your embassy staff and their families if that is acceptable to you" Alex replied. The ambassador nodded "Your highness that is very kind of you. I shall see to it" he confirmed. "Well Max, what do you want to do?" Alex asked as they were taken to their room. "Cup of tea then a walk in the gardens, need to stretch my legs" Max replied. Alex nodded "Is that okay with you both?" he now asked Franco and Liam who nodded. That late winter afternoon stroll through the grounds of the embassy was chilly, yet it made a change being able to walk around without snow under foot and having to tread carefully. Max was casually chatting away with Liam whilst Franco walked besides Alex who was clearly a little distracted and not paying attention. He would take the occasional glance at Franco then turn away and grin before he went back to his own private thoughts. "Are you going to keep doing that?" Franco asked in a quiet tone and slowing down. Alex glanced at him "Doing what?" he asked pretending he had no clue what he was alluding to. "Looking at me then grinning stupidly" Franco replied, "Have I done something to upset you?". "Not at all" Alex replied walking on in silence for a bit, "Just thinking about LA" he said. Franco nodded his head "You wondering how Max will feel meeting Felipe?" he asked. "How on earth do you know about him?" Alex asked glancing towards Liam, "Liam!" he exclaimed". Franco chuckled "Actually Artem. Liam briefed me a little about the history between you both" he explained. Alex stopped "It was sex, nothing else" he replied stating the fact, "And you?" he now asked. Now Franco stopped at looked at him "You know?" he asked looking at him, "It was all talk!". "He told me" Alex replied and smiled, "Is it jealously because of that night at Max's house in London?". Franco chuckled "No. Anyway I like his brother, so funny and doesn't give a dam about things". "People think it is an easy life, you take what you can" Alex said looking out over the pond. Franco stood by his side "Is that what happened with Liam and yourself?" he asked. Alex lowered his head "Partly. I was lonely, lost. Scared of who I was becoming" he replied. "But you still do it with him" Franco exclaimed showing he knew what was going on. "I owe him a lot, he was there when I needed him the most" Alex replied, "We better catch them up". Franco walked in silence for a moment "Do you think Max and I will ever get that close?". "Depends what you mean" Alex replied smiling, "He likes you and he will depend on you now". Franco nodded "I wouldn't let Liam in at first you know, I thought he hated me" Alex informed him. Franco chuckled "From what I know you were difficult and obstinate" he said bumping against Alex. Alex chuckled "Yes I was" he replied, "I love him you know" he said looking at Franco. Franco smiled putting his arm around Alex's shoulder "Not romantically you understand" Alex added. "You do not have to explain yourself. I see the closeness between you both" Franco said. Alex looked at him "It is a bond that you need to build with Max, understand each other properly". "You mean sleep with him?" Franco asked so casually like it was nothing that it made Alex laugh. "If that is what it takes. I don't mind. You need to be able to trust each other implicitly" Alex said. Franco smirked "I am not gay though Alex" he said looking serious at him. Alex shrugged "Neither is Liam" he replied then smiled "But we have the most incredible sex" he confided.. Franco chuckled "Between us. I would go gay for Liam, he is such an incredible person". "You are as well" Alex said stopping, "I am not saying you must, just build that close trust". Franco nodded "We are getting there slowly, we just never seem to have time to be together". "It is not just being his protection officer, you need to be his confident and friend" Alex added. Max turned around to see where Alex was "What is going on?" he called out to them both. Franco smirked at Max "Are you jealous?" he asked holding Alex closer. "Are you trying to make me jealous Franco?" Max asked walking towards them causing Liam to laugh. "Maybe I am" Franco said in a seductive way, "Maybe not. What of it?" he asked smirking. Max walked until he stood face to face with Franco "Cock tease!" he said. Alex snorted from laughter "Get a room you two!" he said throwing his hands up dismissively. Max smiled and put his arm around Franco "Come on. Man you are desperate to get me!" Max said. Franco laughed and Alex took this as his cue to drop away and let them talk whilst the caught up with Liam talking over their trip to LA. "So what was all that about?" Max asked as they slowly walked together. Franco chuckled "You and me" he eventually said, "Alex thinks we should sleep together". Max fell silent as they walked then looked at him "When the time comes" he said quietly. "I wasn't expecting that answer" Franco said looking worried, "We need to build our closeness". "In bed?" Max asked stopping and looking at Franco then laughing loudly. "No. Is that all you can think about is getting me in bed?" Franco asked laughing. Max smiled and continued walking "You mean close like they are" he exclaimed, "We will get there". Franco nodded "So tell me Max. You worried about this Felipe?" he asked. "Worried. In what way?" Max replied and Franco could sense a change in Max immediately. Max stopped again and looked at him "Artem doesn't like him. So it has me concerned a bit". Franco nodded as Alex called out "Come on you two hurry up". "He thinks he is calculating and after something" Max said as they continued walking. "Felipe?" Franco responded and Max nodded, "Alex is not stupid and he loves you, no one else". Max smiled "I know. But I am keeping an eye on that actor" he said with a tone of bitterness. "Don't do anything silly. Tell Liam and me if you are worried" Franco said making sure he understood. He nodded "Thank you" Max replied genuinely as they caught up with Alex and Liam. It was nice to have a quiet evening just the six of them hidden away in the embassy residence, no protocols just friends enjoying dinner and spending the evening talking. The afternoon tea was for the highlight of their year attending their first royal event in several years. Alex and Max were an instant hit with all the staff after Alex's insistence that they wore their purple breast ribbon and royal seal they had the staff gushing with pride at their prince and Max. The following day they did a bit of sightseeing whilst Alex had meetings with the ambassador on official business on behalf of the governor premier. That evening was the official embassy dinner where Max once again was adorned with his purple breast ribbon and royal seal. The ambassador pleasantly surprised at how Max conducted himself that he fed it back to the governor premier who in turn relayed this to the palace. After their whirlwind visit they finally departed for Los Angeles. The time away was certainly needed for Max and Franco allowing them to stop formal things and get to know each other properly, understand each others quirks and characters just as Liam and Alex had done. It wasn't all about flirting and sexual innuendo, although it didn't stop them, it was more about knowing how each other was thinking and reading body language. Alex and Liam knew that only too well and happily they gave Max and Franco the space and time to develop their closeness. Their flight to LA touched down to a warmer sunnier climate, the studio had laid on the cars and security to take the royal party to the hotel on the outskirts of Hollywood. The drive from the airport was pretty quick when you take in to consideration what the traffic was like, they passed several billboards promoting Felipe's and other films and the royal premier taking place the following evening. Tom was like a child with his face pressed up to the car window watching everything as they drove through LA. Thankfully the hotel where they were staying had been kept a closely guarded secret and they were soon whisked through being greeted by the hotels general manager and taken up to the three bedroom presidential suite on the eight floor. At least they had the rest of the day to do what ever they wanted and the hotel put a car at their disposal as well as a personal butler called Mateo that Artem and Tom were introduced to. Max having been here several times took on role of tour guide and that afternoon they went across town to Santa Monica pier and the beach driving along the famous roads of LA. They walked along the seafront and up to muscle beach fitness area that Liam was desperate to see, Max and Alex went into competition with Tom and Franco trying to guess who was gay. Tom stood there drooling and was catching quite a few smiles from guys, his height and solid build displayed fully as he had taken his t-shirt off securing it in the waist band of his shorts and acting all tough and manly. In fact Max watched him more than the muscle men working out at first, he certainly looked very at home in the sunshine and was loving all the attention he was acquiring. Artem was sat on a bench enjoying the sun and glad to be out of the cold long winter of Monrovia, Franco soon got bored and went over to sit with Artem keeping his eye on Max. One of the guys they were guessing on dropped off the monkey bars and went over to his bag pulling his phone out and strolled over to Alex and Max, Liam shuffled closer and Franco stood up. He smiled at them and said he knew exactly who they were and asked if he could have a selfie with them. Alex ever the flirt agreed on condition he could feel his muscles making the guy laugh. Liam and Franco stepped aside but still close enough should they be needed. It happened a few times as they strolled up to the pier and wandered around the amusement park. It didn't take long before some paparazzi appeared on the pier hunting them down having seen social media posts that the prince and his boyfriend were in Santa Monica. Calling time they avoided them and got back in to the hotels car and drove off for a tour of Hollywood and Burbank before arriving back at the hotel. After dinner in their suite Liam and Franco called it a day exhausted and needing some sleep as the jetlag was catching them up. Artem followed on not long after leaving Alex and Max sat in the lounge alone, Tom was laid out on a sun lounger enjoying the vista and warm night air, dressed in only his shorts and holding a glass of wine. Giggling to himself at how sophisticated he was becoming drinking wine instead of beer and sitting in Los Angeles. Alex and Max were watching from the sofa inside and laughing to themselves at how prim and proper Tom was trying to be, Max looked at Alex and it was like he knew what he was thinking. Alex stood and walked outside where Tom was "Enjoying yourself?" he asked leaning against the door. "Loving it" Tom replied with a totally satisfied look on his face, "Thank you for bringing me". Alex chuckled and Max now stood behind him "What are you two up to?" he asked. "Nothing" Alex replied turning his head and kissing him then nodding to Tom. Max smirked and nodded. Max walked outside and sat across Tom's legs "What do you want?" Tom asked smiling up at him. Alex now stood behind Tom taking the glass of wine "You want to get this over with?" Alex asked. Tom sat there, a smug look on his face "Do I do the prince first?" he replied pulling Max forward. Max looked up at Alex who smile and nodded his head towards their bedroom at the other end of the suite. They all stood and Alex lead Tom by his hand along the balcony to their room. Tom pushed Max in to the bedroom and grabbed Alex at the same time. Max a little stunned was about to ask Tom if this was something he wanted to happen but by the time Max closed the door Alex was already undressed and jumping on the bed. Tom smiled and whipped his remaining clothes off walking towards the bed, his cock already hard as nails. He looked over at Max with a what are you waiting for look as Alex shuffled on his knees closer to Tom and facing him, Max now naked walked up behind Tom touching his body. Tom ran his hand up Alex's chest, neck then the side of his face. Instantly their lips met parting quickly into a deep kiss, Tom pulled back and grinned pushing Alex flat on his back and giggling. Tom couldn't contain the excitement and turned around to face Max kissing him hard, he arms wrapping around Tom's neck moaning and almost squealing in delight. His body rose in his arms and his legs wrapped around Tom's waist securely, feeling him kneel on the bed, his body was lowered gently on to the bed so he was laying next to Alex. There was no mistaking Tom's intention but he was conflicted over which one to take first. His head rolled back and he moaned feeling the warm mouth of Alex engulfing his cock in a delectable moment and something he had long dreamed about. Max kneeled up and began relentlessly kissing Tom, one hand holding Alex's head on his cock, the other around Max's neck holding him in the kiss. It was fair to say that they were both mutually taken by the young lad and his obvious dominance he was displaying. Max felt his body being pushed down to join Alex and take it in turns sucking his cock whilst he decided which one he was having first. It didn't take long for Tom to reach his decision and with swift manipulative movements he had Alex on his knees resting on his elbows with his arse up in the air ready. Max leaned back watching as Tom dived down assaulting Alex's arse with his tongue causing the prince to squeal loudly. He spat leaving a large glob of saliva at his hole and kneeled up rubbing his cock then coating it in the saliva then prising Alex open. Max looked in awe as Tom certainly knew what he was doing. Alex gasped sharply and wriggled in response to the dominance of Tom. His body completely seduced as his hole was slickened and loosened slightly from the probing tongue, yet he felt every part of his cock slowly entering him in a mission to finally fuck him. Alex gasped again feeling the body now pressing up against his arse followed by the sound his balls gently tapping at him as began to move his cock in and out. His young body so effortlessly made the body under him shudder and Max kneeled there staring at him pleasuring his boyfriend and prince. Tom shuffled his body placing his hands either side of Alex, his legs rested across Alex's effectively pinning him down as his cock went to work. Tom glanced over at Max and smirked in such a sexual way that he shuffled on his knees and kissed Tom hard. Max kissed ended the kiss with a soft kiss and whispered 'I am going inside you' he said then kissed his neck and started moving around then bed until was behind. Max kissed his neck and Tom sighed thrusting hard a couple of times in to the prince causing him to moan and raising his head. His cock aimed at his hole and he shuffled a little closer pushing his hips forward until he felt the resistance of his hole. His stayed still and allowed Tom to do the work without him realising, each time he pulled back his hole almost sucked part of Max inside, in tune with his actions Max would push his hips forward and wait from Tom to pull back again. This time he moaned loudly and thrusted forward even harder but Max moved as well. Tom giggled then got back to work fucking the prince each time his was taking more and more of Max's cock deeper inside. Tom raised his head and moaned softly this time, the result of him fucking Alex meant he was fucking himself with Max's cock. He was turned on and conflicted as to where to concentrate being stuck between the two, was he fucking or being fucked. Max bit lightly at his neck closing in a pushing his cock deeper in to Tom 'The harder you fuck the harder you get fucked' Max said in to his ear. In a surreal moment Tom caught sight in the distance of the Hollywood sign causing him to chuckle briefly then focus back with Max giving him a couple of hard thrusts to remind him what was going on. Tom didn't need any reminders and reached Max had never felt so slutty as he did right now with no idea where his dirty talk was coming from, well to him it was dirty. Tom turned his neck looking in Max's eyes then kissed him quickly 'Just remember I am coming for you after!' he warned with a massive evil erotic grin that melted Max in an instant causing his cock to jump releasing precum. Tom sensed that slight change in Max's cock and began to fuck Alex harder. Confused to what he was enjoying the most his switch to harder fucking had taken Max over the point of no return. 'Oh god dam!' Max suddenly called out as his orgasm raged up his shaft and instantly through his body. The male instinct to breed took over and he thrusted his hips up harder pushing his cock as deep as it would go inside Tom, his hands grabbing his shoulders to stop him trying to escape. Tom pushed down hard in to Alex who cried 'Argh! Yes. Oh yes', his legs and arms punching the bed as he felt the cock inside of him explode in massive contractions and pulses, so strong that it seemed to jolt his body like a defibrillator shocking a body back to life. Tom couldn't stop his arse wrenching around Max's cock as he growled delivering his seed in to Alex. Instantly he collapsed forward on to Alex securing the prince in his arms, his hips grinding and jolting hard post orgasm thrusts. Max followed with his cock still latched inside Tom and crashed on top of him. Now every time Max thrusted it was Alex that was getting the brunt end of it. Alex tried wriggling his arse but he was so weighed down by two bodies he could only giggle, the dampness under his stomach told him he had shot his own load, yet he couldn't fathom out at what point it happened. Despite their precarious position Tom raised himself up taking Max with him until he freed his cock from Alex's arse. Max now back on his knees pulled out of Tom and kissed him on the neck, his eyes caught by the shadow on the wall cast by the bedside lamp. It clearly showed that Tom was still rock hard, Max tried to move away but he felt the hand grabbing his arm forcing him on to his back. Max now giggled at his futile attempt to try and evade Tom's cock. His legs roughly pushed up came to rest on Tom's shoulders, looking up in to his eyes and feeling his arse opening as he penetrated him gently. He could see the hunger in Tom's eyes, his ass opening wider gasping and moaning his head lifted up meeting the sensual lips of Tom, quickly kissing before he lowered his head again. His hands rested against the waist above him bracing as he felt him going deeper and deeper, gently pulling out and back in to maximise effect. Max's body arched over and over in excitement as he took a slow deep fucking. Alex rolled on his side watching with love as Max was now subjected to Tom, his own arse twitched several times knowing just how that felt, his hand stroking his cock looking at the scene unfolding. Tom glanced over at Alex 'Feed him your cock!' he demanded. Alex stared at him and chuckled 'Your highness' he corrected him causing Tom to laugh putting him off his work on Max for a moment, 'Feed him your cock your royal highness' he now said bowing his head. He looked down at Max and jabbed him furiously for a few seconds in punishment for Alex's words, he loomed over pushing his cock in to Max's open mouth. He purred with delight staring down at Max trying to suck on his cock and taking Tom's relentless yet gentle and intoxicating assault on his lovers arse. As Tom watched them both he felt his balls tingling unable to prevent himself from rising to the occasion again. His hips began thrusting forward faster, grinding and circling his cock deep in to Tom. He moaned despite his mouth full of Alex's cock, his hands gripped harder at Tom's waist feeling the changes in the body above him. Tom let out a loud moan and jolted forward burying his cock in deep and growling in pleasure sowing his seed and fertilising Max. Alex quickly pulled his cock out in case Max accidentally bit down and happily he sat back watching the final moments of their act. When Max finally managed to get on to his knees he kissed Alex lovingly, his body still trembling in after shocks but he felt even more turned on now kissing Alex. Tom smiled and moved across putting his arms around both of them. They both responded each putting an arm around Tom and kissing him. Alex slowly moved behind Max and slipped him his cock whilst he was kissing Tom. Max moaned and ground his arse back deep against his lovers cock, both of them felt the slickness from Tom's seed inside making light work of his penetration. Tom slipped his hands down and pulled Max's arse cheeks apart allowing Alex to push in deeper. In comparison he was more gentle with his fucking, Tom felt so involved in the love making going on, the three of them continually kissing and caressing until Alex started to reach the peak of his orgasm, at the same time Tom slipped the tip of his finger in to Alex's arse enhancing his orgasm and feeling it spasm and clamp rapidly against his finger. He subdued Alex's attempts to moan loudly by kissing him hard. Max drooped his head over Tom's shoulder holding on to his young body tightly. Max collapsed on to the bed panting and drenched in sweat, Alex followed laying next to him and giggling away in his sexual state. Tom kneeled in front of them with a satisfied smile on his face until they both reached up pulling him forward and crashing down on both of them in fits of laughter. His intention was to leave now he had accomplished his goal, yet being stuck in the middle of them was most unexpected and comforting. The three of them laying on their backs next to each other, staring up at nothing. Two arms strewn across his body belonging to Alex and Max who had their fingers entwined that caused him to burst out laughing in a happy state. "Sorry" Tom said with a broad smile on his face, "You are both funny". Alex smirked "So now you have had your way with me are you going to stop flirting?" he asked. Tom sighed "Nah" he said in a content tone, "Now the fun really starts". Max leaned up and looked at him "Excuse me!" he said, "Not with my prince you don't". Tom glanced at him and smiled "Don't worry Max, I will make sure I see to you as well". "You think?" Max replied looking shocked, "You are my pussy boy now!" he exclaimed. Alex laid there laughing "Maybe for you I will be. Only maybe!" Tom replied leaning giving him a quick kiss. Max laid back down cuddling up to Tom "Is this okay if we do it again like?" Tom now asked. Alex nodded "Sure, as long as you don't forget I am royalty though" he said chuckling away. "And you?" Tom asked turning his head to Max who nodded and cuddled up even closer to him. There was a very real connection and affection between the three of them, each one had assumed it was more out of the flirting that seemed to have gone on for a while. For Tom it was that day when they first met and spoke to the prince at Greenacres when he knew he wanted to sex the hell out of him. But things changed so quickly when he was offered the chance of a lifetime and he owed such a debt of gratitude to Alex. It wasn't just for getting him the job, it was also for allowing him to be included in his inner circle. In the dappled light of the bedroom it didn't take long for the three of them to fall asleep. Max made the mistake of shuffling in bed and rolling on to his side waking Tom up who moved closer rubbing his growing cock against the soft skin of Max's arse. In a natural reaction Max moved his hand and stroked Tom's thigh pushing back. In the blink of an eye his cock moved between the suppleness hitting the warmth of his hole than opened allowing him access. Max giggled and try to push his leg away that was now moving over his own forcing him on to his stomach. Easily he could have fought him off but the thrill was there and he allowed Tom to position himself on top. He wasted no time and began fucking Max who tried to stifle his moans to prevent Alex from waking up. Tom licked the side of his neck and cheek then slipped one arm around his neck and using his free hand he gagged Max over the mouth, suddenly Max opened his eyes wide as Tom started recklessly fucking him and waking Alex up who laid on his side giggling. The muffled moan from under him, his body tensing, stretching forward, his arse clamping and clenching together rapidly, his low grunts displayed that he was shooting inside Max again. Removing his hand from his mouth Tom leaned down and kissed him hard then rolled off crashing in to Alex who seized the opportunity and started pushing his cock in to Tom. Copying what he had just done to Max, Alex now had Tom under him and gagged. It was a poor rendition as Alex didn't have the power in this hips, what he did instead was to keep his cock deep inside and rock his body back and forth over Tom's arse until the last minute when he let go and raised himself up on his arms fucking away hard for the last twenty seconds before shooting his load in his valet. With all intent and purpose to go back to sleep, which they did, that was until Tom felt horny again and got Alex then Max got Tom. Daylight was just beginning to appear when they finished the last bout of sex and fell asleep again, arses and cocks aching as they cuddled together in the sumptuous bed. Artem rolled over and saw the bed empty and unslept in, perplexed for a moment he suddenly realised that maybe he finally got Alex after all the silly flirting they did. Checking his phone for the time he knew the hotel butler would be arriving with the coffee shortly. He showered and dressed then entered the expansive lounge area just as the butler knocked on the door. Artem told him to leave the coffee on the table and he would deliver it to his highness. The butler did look slightly put out hoping he would get to see the young prince staying in the hotel, Artem made sure the butler knew to bring breakfast up at 9.30am and gave him a complete run down of what was required. After he left Artem poured two cups of coffee then decided he should probably do three if his suspicion was right. Placing the cups on the tray he walked towards the bedroom then knocked lightly on the door and entered. Three bodies laid strewn across the bed and he caught sight of Tom's naked arse who was laying on his stomach between Alex and Max. "Good morning your royal highness, sir" Artem said placing the coffee down, "Your coffee". Tom jumped up freaking out "Crap!" he said trying to cover himself with the sheet, "Sorry Artem". Artem grinned "Go shower and dress, the butler will be back at 9.30 with breakfast" he told him. "Yum yum to the butler" Tom said raising his eyebrows and they all rolled their eyes. Tom nodded and Alex slapped him on the arse "Naughty boy!" he said giggling as Tom took his coffee. Tom wagged a finger at him then bowed and left the room "Seriously!" Artem said with a judging look. Alex shrugged "Blame him" he said pointing to Max who rolled over. Artem rolled his eyes "Want to jump in and join us?" Max asked grinning away at him. "Oh Max!" Artem exclaimed putting the cup down by him, "No!" he said giggling, "Breakfast 9,30". Liam now stood at the door "Little trollops!" he said laughing. "Don't you start judging me" Alex replied picking up his coffee cup all prim and proper. Max looked over at him "You didn't fancy joining in last night?" he asked trying to keep a straight face. Liam stuck his nose up in the air giving them a snub and walked out with Artem laughing discussing how slutty the prince and his boyfriend were turning out to be. Across the lounge they could hear Franco giving Tom a good ribbing telling him he smelt of stale sex. Max laughed and laid back down in bed. "Do we have to get up?" Max asked in a whining voice, "I am so knackered". Alex put his cup down and leant over and kissed him "We can come back to bed if you like". Artem stood at the door again "Get your sorry arses out of bed. Now!" he said. Max laughed "How do you put up with him being so rude?" he asked Alex. "I know right. So flipping demanding" Alex replied, "He loves me though". Artem walked across the bedroom and pulled the sheet off Alex "Don't you dare!" Alex said giggling. Alex tried to fight him off but Artem had him by his ankles, despite the warnings from Alex he dragged the prince out of the bedroom and across the carpeted floor to the bathroom. All the time Alex was in fits of laughter whilst Max kneeled up on the bed watching and laughing as well, until Artem looked at him and told him he would be next. By the time they appeared from the bedroom they were both showered and appropriately dressed just as the butler arrived with their breakfasts. "Sorry should I come back?" Mateo asked taken back seeing the prince for real. "No that is okay" Artem replied ushering Mateo in who was taking sneaky glances at the prince. "What do I do?" Mateo asked looking at Artem for guidance. "Bow and address him as his royal highness and his partner as sir" Artem said advising him on protocol. Mateo did just that realising it was the first time he had been in the presence of real royalty and not just celebrities. Quickly he got back to preparing the table with Artem helping out whilst Alex and Max went outside on the terrace overlooking Hollywood with Liam and Franco joining them. Tom finished dressing putting his valet suit for breakfast and in case he was required. It may be the casual part of the trip but he never forget who he was in service to. Walking out of the bedroom he caught sight of Mateo again, the attractive looking Mexican who looked to be in his early twenties and standing slightly shorter than Artem yet his build was on par with himself. Straight away Tom got a vibe by the way Mateo looked at him. Tom walked over to shake his hand and was rewarded by a gentle finger caress on his wrist by the butler, it was indistinguishable to the naked eye. Yet it spoke volumes to Tom and he looked Mateo in the eye and smiled then returned the a caress and Mateo nodded in confirmation. Tom had heard about this discreet movement that many gay man adopted if unsure, and to have it done to him without anyone even knowing was quite thrilling. He helped finish laying the table for breakfast when Artem dismissed him telling him that would be all for now and to return at 11am to clean the suite. Mateo nodded and left the suite by the butlers pantry. "Should have kept him here to serve us" Tom said as the door the pantry closed. Artem put the coffee pot on the table "We can manage Tom it is only the six of us". Tom smiled "Still would have been nice to be waited on for a change" he said quite casually. Artem laughed "Yeah I guess. Maybe we can do that tomorrow" he said agreeing with Tom. "Or dinner tonight when they go off to the premier and party" Tom suggested. The other four came back in from the terrace and they all sat down for breakfast chatting away about what do until the premier. Max really wanted to go back to bed and Alex suggested they book in to the spa for the morning to get out of everyone's way, Franco jumped at the chance to spend the morning in the spa and happily volunteered to keep an eye on the boys and indulge in some treatments if Liam wanted to go for a run and hit the gym.

I don't need a vanilla bitch tonight we need a whore

SUNDAY 1600 HOURS “Hey, where’s Weeble?” Troll called out to the brothers who were finishing up the housekeeping in the barracks. “He went to the gym this morning. Must be out doing personal stuff.” Mini Hulk replied. “He asked me to go with him at 0930, but I had to wait for the phone to call my girl. When I got to the gym he was already gone.” “He knew we had to do the barracks this afternoon. And he should have waited for you.” Troll answered, a little worried. “Weeble never bails. Why’d he go alone, he knows we have to go in pairs? If he had something to do he would have said something.” In fact, Weeble was rarely by himself. He hung around spreading his happy smiles all over the place like he just loved every minute of being in the brotherhood, even when the day sucked balls. “I’m gonna talk to Assmunch.” He found Assmunch cleaning the shower room, wiping down the handles in just his briefs. “Hey Troll. Everything good in the bay?” Assmunch said after a quick glance. “Yeah Assmunch, almost done. Potter’s got the randoms almost done with their end. He found a bag of Doritos in one of the empty lockers. Battles and Lenger are stuffing their face in the day room. Hey, no one’s seen Weeble since 0930. Mini Hulk was supposed to meet him at the gym but he said Weeble was gone when he got there. Did Weeble tell you he would be out all day?” Troll asked. Assmunch tilted his head. “He didn’t say anything. He told me he was going to the gym, but said he’d be back by lunch. I should have noticed. He’s had a lot on his mind, maybe he just needed a quiet place to think. But someone should be with him. Anyone else missing? I’ll take care of his space.” “Nah, I’ll do it. I like the little guy. Keeps everyone’s spirits up. Everyone else is here, Assmunch. He’s alone.” Troll said. “Shit. Yeah, he brightens everyone’s day. But let’s stop calling him little though. I think he’s heard it enough. I want him to think of himself as more than the little guy in the Bravos.” Assmunch said. Troll blinked. “Yeah, you’re right. Besides, he doesn’t act little. I should have thought of that. Used to get called fat a lot in high school, didn’t like it even as a joke from my friends. It gets old.” “Right. We can fuck with anyone else, and even fuck with Weeble on other stuff. Just not the little part.” “Clear Assmunch.” Troll agreed. “Let’s wait until evening chow, see if he shows up. He won’t miss that. But we need to tell Lenger.” Assmunch decided. Troll nodded and went back to the bay to do Weeble’s area. Sleeper and Zeus came into the shower room passing Troll as they walked. “Assmunch, you mind if we take a shower? Mopping the floors got us sweaty and I smell like cleaner.” Sleeper asked. “Yeah, go ahead. I haven’t done that one down there yet, but you have to share. And wash the soap and shampoo down the drain.” Assmunch said. He took the opportunity to watch them shuck off their shorts, and Zeus peeled his tight tee shirt off his bulging, scarred torso. They were smiling and whispering to each other, which made Assmunch happy. Sleeper’s perfect ass still had it’s mesmerizing effect on him. Of course, Zeus’s ass was beautiful too, wide and thick like the powerful hind of a charging rhino. Nothing about Zeus was small, and it made sense proportionally and aesthetically that his legs and ass had to be substantial to power that massive body. “Watch the door for a sec, bro?” Sleeper said. “Sure thing bud.” Assmunch replied, walking over to the opening. He averted his eyes to give them a moment, using the time to pick up their clothes and set them on the slatted wooden bench just outside the shower opening. “You’re good.” He said while he folded their clothes. He chuckled, what the fuck was he doing that for, they were dirty? Habits. He finished anyway, just to give them a little bit more time. These private moments were rare. He really couldn’t be happier for them and loved seeing the stolen moments of kindness pass between them with grins and usually a slightly cocked eyebrow. Zeus’s eyes rarely left Sleeper’s face or body. Assmunch was normally one of the first to wake in the mornings, his internal alarm clock opening his eyes a few minutes before his set time. He’d watch Zeus wake up and the very first thing he did every time was look over at Sleeper’s bunk and smile. Then he’d lean over and very gently rub Sleeper’s shoulder, or his head and lean over to utter “Wake up, Addison.” In the sweetest voice imaginable. On those occasions, Sleeper would blink his eyes, yawn, and immediately when he saw Zeus a big smile broke over his entire face. Then he’d remember where he was, and dial it back to a regular smile and go all tough guy Addison. But for that brief moment you couldn’t miss how into each other they were. When he turned the corner again, they were showering normally with that efficient and fast scrub down you learned early on in the military. They took a moment to direct the hard shower spray with a hand and foot sweeps to move the soap and suds towards the drain then shut the water off. “All done Assmunch, thanks!” Sleeper said. “Hey if you see Lenger, send him in, okay. I’ll be done in a few minutes.” Assmunch said. “Sure thing, bro. C’mon Gabriel.” Sleeper sauntered over to the opening shaking his incredible pale muscle ass around the corner. That handsome arrogant fucker looked like a prancing horse and he wasn’t even trying. Kevin had to see that just once in his life, Assmunch decided. It was a fucking work of art. “Thanks Andrew.” Zeus smiled. Shit…every fucking time that smile melted Assmunch inside. Kevin had to see that too. He was just finished cleaning that last shower section when Lenger stepped around the corner. “Sleeper said you wanted to see me? I know I don’t have to check your shower, Assmunch.” The Petty Officer said. Assmunch smiled in thanks. “Nah, that’s not it, but look if you want. It’s Weeble. He didn’t take MiniHulk to the gym with him this morning, and he’s been gone all day. I’m not reporting him…just worried. It’s not like him. What should we do?” Assmunch knew what he would do, but Lenger was Stick Leader. He had to be informed and Assmunch wasn’t going to step on his command. “Let’s get Potter. I know what I SHOULD do, which is report it to Sergeant Airborne or the Cadre. Right now, he’s just off alone, nothing that needs to bring the place to alert. But let’s see what Potter thinks first.” “Yeah, another brain sounds good.” Assmunch agreed. Between the three of them, hopefully there’d be a solution that didn’t involve the Cadre. *************** Sunday 1630 hrs. “Fuck, he’s not supposed to go anywhere without a buddy. You think the Cadre took him in?” Potter said. Assmunch scowled. “For six hours? Take him for a simple Disciplinary Action? And his first? No, I don’t think so. And they’d give him over to Lenger. They’d run him or he’d be sponge washing the outside of the barracks. Something isn’t right. Sergeant Airborne is going to be here in 20 to get us for chow.” Lenger looked torn. “Assmunch, we have to tell Sergeant Airborne. What can we do? Do you think he took off?” Assmunch thought. Maybe before last night, before the bus ride back Weeble might have just ditched to get booted. “He was in a great mood this morning. He was going to go with MiniHulk to the gym, he was never intending on going alone. No, Weeble wouldn’t ditch.” Potter breathed. “Assmunch, there’s not much we can do. You want to search the entire base? And as soon as we start asking questions it’s going to get the Cadre’s attention, and then there’ll be questions about why we didn’t report it. Lenger could get booted over this.” “Fuck, Potter, I don’t care. I don’t need the tab. Just figured it might get me preference for a nice posting.” Lenger said much to Assmunch’s admiration. Assmunch closed his eyes to think. He took a few deep breaths finding that mental clarity Major Collins was teaching him. His eyes flew open. “Major Collins. Potter, do you think you could get ahold of him?” Assmunch blurted out. “I… I’m not sure, Assmunch. You’d probably have a better chance than I would. Why me?” Potter asked. “Marines. If the shit hits the fan, you and he can play it off like a Marine asking another Superior Marine for some advice before Jump Week, or some bullshit.” Assmunch threw out. Potter wasn’t convinced. “I’ll do it, brother, if you really want. But you know if we get an officer involved it’s out of our hands. And I’m going to ignore that you just suggested that Marines lie about anything.” Assmunch took a moment to really think about it. Major Collins wasn’t connected to the 507th, he was here for some other reason, that much was clear. So he didn’t HAVE to say anything to the Cadre if he didn’t want to, especially if all they were asking for was his advice. “No, we call him. He’ll know the right way to handle this. And you won’t have to lie, Potter. I wouldn’t ask that of you. I wouldn’t lie myself if it came down to it. And he’ll probably just tell us to inform our Sergeant Airborne.” Potter shook his head. “Lenger, you okay with this? You agree this is the right way to go?” Lenger looked at Assmunch, then at Potter. “I have to be honest here. If it were someone else asking me to do this Assmunch, I’d say no without blinking. This doesn’t make me comfortable at all. This is something for the Cadre to handle. But this is your guy, and you always seem to know what you’re doing. I’m going to trust you, Harris. Potter, try to get ahold of Major Collins. Let’s see what he says.” Potter got up to go to the phone in the day room. “He’s going to say we have to tell the Cadre, you know that right?” Lenger said with a sympathetic look. Assmunch sighed. “Probably. It’s what we should do, and honestly if Weeble isn’t back by form up for chow, we don’t have a choice. Sergeant Airborne will do a head count. If he’s not back by then, you have to tell Sergeant Airborne before he takes the count.” Lenger gave a sad grin. “It’s not the end of the world, Andrew. It’s his first DA, he can still make his jumps.” “That’s not what I’m worried about, brother. Weeble’s never far from the brotherhood. Demon, I could see him losing track of time, doing something crazy. Wanker and Bootlicker, sure…they’re like a couple of raccoons getting into shit they shouldn’t. But not Weeble. His one thing is he doesn’t want to be a fuck-up. If he isn’t back it’s because he CAN’T be back.” Assmunch spelled it out. “Which means something happened.” ************** WEEBLE He lay there long after they left, somehow both grateful and disappointed that they hadn’t done what they said and shot him in the head. He would have welcomed a bullet. The darkness of the cold shed matched his thoughts. They’d locked the door behind them and left him exactly as they’d taken him, cuffed and hooked laid facedown on the plywood shelf in his own now dried vomit, his sweats and briefs now around his ankles. Why had they locked the door? Why had they left him there? He couldn’t feel his hands or his arms anymore. He refused to think about his ass. Thinking about it only made him seize up in pain when his torn and ravaged sphincter contracted. Small amounts of light bled through where the roof met the walls above. Why had they locked the door? Why had they left him there? His throat was raw and sore from the repeated abuse and the acidic bile he’d thrown up. It was almost impossible to swallow through the pain. The cold plywood felt like a small comfort against his ear. The afternoon was quiet except for the occasional wind. He wondered if he would bleed to death, if Barnell had ruined him so bad he’d bleed out slowly. He couldn’t tell if he was still bleeding back there but he knew he had been before. The warmth of blood on his butt cheeks as Barnell thrust into him, the stickiness as their flesh met, the coppery smell that mixed with the odor of vomit that lingered in the air were all evidence of the damage Barnell had done. Thank God Barnell hadn’t been large. Victor would certainly have died from internal damage. He sobbed again. Would that have been so bad? Dying? He should have fought back harder. He should have been more aware of his surroundings instead of daydreaming. He should have never let his guard down. He should have waited for MiniHulk to go with him to the gym. He should have slammed that door in Barnell’s face. Victor examined every minute and was able to find every mistake he’d made before they’d got to the shed. He lay passive in the rear seat of the vehicle instead of kicking out the window, or kicking Barnell in the head while he drove. He could have tried to get his arms around his front and given himself a fighting chance. He should have seen the signs that he was a target. He’d put himself in a situation that resulted in the attack. He didn’t fight back hard enough when they first knocked him to the ground. He should have rolled and leapt to his feet to meet the attack. Even if he couldn’t fight off two of them he could have run. He should have shouted. It was no one’s fault but his. If his stomach wasn’t already empty, he would have thrown up all over again. Why had they locked the door? Why had they left him there? Why had they left him there? To come back. And either do it all over again, or take care of him once and for all in the darkness of night Probably both. He jerked. No! Please No! Even though it sent a searing pain through his ass, he tried to reach the floor with his feet. He squirmed and writhed causing more pain in his wrists and shoulders. He was too small, his legs not long enough as they swung in empty air. He began to cry again even after thinking he had no more tears to shed. He cried through the pain. He forced his head into the pool of vomit and pushed, scooting his body the tiniest inch backwards. They were coming back. When? How long was it since they left? He did it again, moving just the barest bit. His breath came in ragged sobs. Another inch and a crippling pain stabbed through his shoulders and back. His arms. Locked up behind him and hooked. What had they put him on? He tried to think. The image of the shelves inside the shed flashed in his mind, the picture of when they first dragged him inside. An extension cord, looped. A hook, in a ‘J’, straight out, mounted on the side of the shelves. The cuffs were hooked over it. He moved his numb hands, feeling the metal cuffs bite into his wrists and sending a new spike of agony down his arms. He felt the hook, examined it with his difficult to move fingers. Cold metal. A few inches long, maybe three. Two? Curved. The ground couldn’t be far away. If he could get his hips back more he could get his toes on the ground to support his weight enough to work his wrists off the hook. He tried again, this time pulling on his wrists as he tried to scoot back. If his wrists broke, they broke. He couldn’t think about that. He shifted into cold desperation as he grunted and fought to release his hands. He was probably causing damage. He didn’t care. It took him far too long to wedge himself backwards centimeters at a time. Every movement backwards raised his arms at a higher angle causing his nerves to flare up with throbbing molten torment. He suffered the now constant but duller stinging ache in his ass as a secondary concern, welcoming the pain as a test of his resolve to live. HE provided this pain, HE controlled it as a tool for focus and determination. His anger flared. “FUCK YOU!” He screamed out with a final roar of challenge that burned through every feeling of inadequacy, every doubt, every recrimination and self-persecution. When his toes finally made contact with the floor he was gasping for breath, but the exhilaration of being so close to escape forced him onward. “GAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH”. He screamed out as he stood on his toes and pushed with his head against the shelf while pulling his hands up the metal hook to release the cuffs from their trap. So close. Almost. Another millimeter. The second the cuffs slid over the top of the hook Victor collapsed to the floor, his head slamming into the wall beside the locked door. He allowed himself a moment to catch his breath and bask in the relief. But he couldn’t allow himself to rest for long as thoughts of his two attackers returning forced him to move once again. He rolled over to the side then onto his back and spun until his legs faced the shelves. Placing his feet as high as he could on the two by four vertical frame he lifted his hips to push his hands down below his ass. This was going to be the hard part. He folded his torso to decrease the distance from his shoulders to his hip as he fought to work his arms up under his ass. He laughed with an insane cackle when he said a prayer of thanks that he didn’t have an ass like Sleeper’s. First time in his life he’d been thankful for not having a muscle ass. His tiny little butt was going to help him today. And they’d done him a favor by leaving his sweats down, there was no fabric for the cuffs to get caught on and make the fight more difficult. He no longer cared about the pain in his wrists. His shoulders and arms felt instant warmth and relief but hadn’t yet recovered from the long period of immobilization. His nerves were reawakening with flares of stinging and prickling fire. His adrenaline was surging and with it the torment to his body receded. When he finally worked his wrists past his hips and ass, he relaxed his legs and folded himself in half with his hands behind his thighs. He brought his arms up and pulled them over his feet. He only allowed himself to celebrate his success for 30 seconds to regain some energy after the exhausting strain he’d just endured, lying on his back taking deep gasping breaths, his cuffed hands resting above his head. He spun around, still on his back until his feet were pointed at the door. He put everything he had into a two footed kick at the sturdy frame. It was a basic shed door, constructed of two by fours and a sheet of plywood. The darkness of the shed was not absolute and small bits of sunlight bled through several cracks where the walls met the roof. He kicked hard. The door didn’t have a handle, so it must be secured with a latch on the outside. A simple metal latch with a ring for a padlock most likely, attached with screws to the plywood. With enough force, the screws would rip through the wood and tear the latch away. He kicked again. And again, flashes of light coming through the edges every time the door flexed outward.. It was taking too long. It would eventually bust, but his kicks towards the bottom weren’t transferring enough force to the latch area. He climbed to his feet, reached down to pull up his sweats and took a few steps back. He mentally braced himself to shoulder the door with as much impetus and weight as he could manage. He pictured the latch placed near the center of the edge. He remembered how the door opened to the left from the outside, so the hinges were on his right. He’d hit the left side, toward the middle, right where the latch should be. “YOU FUCKING PIECE OF FUCKING SHITTY FUCKING SHIT!” He screamed as he ran and lunged with his shoulder. The latch, already weakened from his repeated kicks, tore loose after only a slight resistance. The sudden daylight blinded him as he soared through the air and plowed into the dormant winter grass and dirt outside the shed. He laughed with his face into the dirt. “Fuck you motherfucker.” He said, still laughing. He didn’t know why he was laughing. He could run now. The image of his beaten body running across the base, his hands in cuffs, sent an alarm through his brain. That would draw attention. He be stopped, someone would inform the Cadre, there would be questions, an investigation. Part of him wanted that to happen, wanted Barnell and his psychotic buddy to roast and rot in prison. But it would also make him a target for all the questions he didn’t want to answer. Everything would come out, everyone would know what had been done to him. And there was the good chance Barnell and his friend would talk their way out of it with easily crafted denials and excuses for their whereabouts. Sure, Victor’s savagely raped body was clear evidence that something had happened, but there was nothing that pointed to his two attackers. Victor wasn’t completely present mentally after a while and wasn’t even sure if either of them had ejaculated to leave behind DNA evidence. And at least the other guy was an MP which meant his buddies would be the ones doing the investigation. Just the thought of doctors and nurses examining his mouth and ass, poking, looking, maybe even taking pictures… Victor dry heaved with jerky spasms with the realization that would be another rape, another intimate violation made even worse because he willingly put himself in their hands. There would be arguments about whether he remembered the details correctly, accusations of willing participation, why hadn’t he gone with another soldier to the gym? Could it be because he was trying to sneak off alone to meet someone for rough sex that just got out of control? Did he like it at first? Was this just regret after things had gone too far? Having to tell the story over and over again. Was he protecting his illicit lover by accusing Barnell and the MP? Each question forcing him to relive his terror, his pain, his torment at their hands again and again. He imagined the false sympathy of the investigator saying “We want to help you, just be honest with us, tell us the truth. You have to admit, this sounds far fetched.” He had to get the cuffs off. He tried to pull them over his folded hands but couldn’t. He got up and went to look in the shed. Maybe there was something slippery he could use. With the light from the door he looked around. He needed oil, lubricant, even some kind of glue. Anything wet. There were some canisters on the back shelves. He couldn’t see a way to work the lids off. There was wood, construction materials, a couple pieces of equipment but no motors that required oil. Some chain link fence repair tools. A couple of bags of concrete. He tried working the cuffs down again but couldn’t get past his thumb knuckle. He glanced around again. Vomit. It might work. He went to his knees. The large puddle wasn’t dry, still mushy with chunks of cereal and eggs mixed in with the stomach acid and milk. He slathered it on his hands thickly then pulled at the cuff on his left wrist while squeezing his hand together as crushed as he could make it. It was working. For the second time he was grateful for his small size. His constant and deliberate effort managed to slip the cuff past his thumb knuckle and his hand was free. He immediately realized he was still in the shed and could be trapped again too easily. He quickly slathered more of his puke on his right hand and ran outside. Now that he knew what he had to do, he had the right cuff off in less than a minute. It hurt, but the pain was nothing to him now. It was all pain. Everything was pain. So fuckin what? It took pain to survive and embracing it fully was the only way. Should he keep the cuffs, just in case? As proof? How many sets was an MP issued? Were they identified and registered to him? What time was it? The overcast sky gave him no way to judge the angle of the sun. It was afternoon, but how late? He didn’t know where he was, what part of the base. He wasn’t Infantry MOS, hadn’t been here for his post Basic training like most of the other Bravos so he had no idea what the different areas were or where. He looked around the horizon, hoping to see buildings he might recognize. He saw the training towers in the far distance, three, maybe four miles away, and began to run. The punishment to his body settled into deep aching - his ribs where he’d been kicked, his face where Barnell had kneed him, his ass, his balls, his wrists. Thankfully his shoulders had returned to normal feeling now that they were in their proper position and alignment. He ran, and as his legs pumped the rage began to build, increasing with every stride. BARRACKS 1645 Hrs Almost everyone was in place outside the barracks, lined up double file to wait for their weekend Sergeant Airborne. “Is that Weeble?” Shark asked. Assmunch whipped around to look where Shark pointed. Thank God, it was Weeble, running with a limp in his gait, holding his left ribs. They weren’t required to be in uniform outside of duty hours, but if they weren’t their clothes had to be clean and orderly. Weeble had his sweats on, and he was soaked. “Thirteen minutes, Weeble! Better hurry. Glad you made it.” Assmunch said as Weeble ran by, not looking at them or smiling and instead he seemed to have a look of determined fury he’d never seen Weeble elicit. Assmunch left his spot to follow Weeble inside the barracks. He saw Weeble at his locker removing his padlock. A pair of silver handcuffs lay on his bunk. “Victor, what’s going on?” Assmunch asked. “Nothing.” Weeble’s answer was a short bark. “Leave me alone, Brickmann. I’ll be out in a minute.” Brickmann? “Okay brother. Just remember to sign back in before getting in formation.” Assmunch replied. As he walked out the door he glanced back and saw Weeble heading for the showers, his change of clothes in his hands. He got back in formation and said to Sleeper “Something’s up with Weeble. And he had handcuffs with him.” In a whisper, Sleeper replied “Where’d he get handcuffs?” “I don’t know, I couldn’t ask. He just about ordered me to leave him alone. Whatever is going on, it’s not good.” Assmunch said. Assmunch was chewing over it in his head. Major Collins had said what they all expected, that if they were that concerned they should inform the Cadre, adding that’s what they were there for. Also, Lenger was required to inform the Cadre that Weeble hadn’t been accompanied by a buddy to the gym but it was up to him if Weeble managed to return before chow, and that he’d better be ready to answer for not only allowing Weeble to leave unaccompanied, but also for not knowing his whereabouts. “Fuck!” He said out loud. Sleeper turned around again. “What?” Assmunch growled. “The in/out sheet. I told him to sign back in, but it’s going to show he’s the only one to sign in now.” “I’ll take care of it.” Sleeper said. Sergeant Airborne would be here in just a few minutes. “You think any of the Cadre saw him running back?” “Aw hell! I don’t know. If they did, and the sign in has a different time he’s fucked, and Lenger’s fucked. “Wanker and I signed back in at 1540.” Bootlicker said from their left. “Just change our 5’s to a 6, then Weeble’s sign in right below ours will look fine. Make it look good, or do you just want me to do it?” He asked. I breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah Bootlicker, you have better skills with that sort of thing. Hurry.” Weeble and Bootlicker came out together, Weeble looking serious but not furious like before. There looked to be a significant bruise on the left side of his face. Had he gotten into a fight? Bootlicker looked pleased with himself. If anyone knew how to get away with something sneaky, it was Bootlicker and his pet Wanker. Wanker had probably figured out a way to jack off in every corner of the barracks by the third day. He’d also found quite a bit of contraband hidden up in the ceiling tiles above the bunks that had been left behind by previous classes at Airborne. Some skin mags, a bunch of personal items that were probably stolen, a couple of blank passes and even a fucking black hat. Probably years of discarded or stashed items all over the place. Someone stole a Cadre’s black hat. No one wanted to get caught with that and then probably couldn’t figure out a way to sneak it into their gear as a souvenir… or maybe they just wanted to leave it behind for the next class. Only Wanker would think to look up inside the ceiling. Raccoons, both of them. Assmunch told Wanker to leave that shit up there, any of that shit except the skin mags would get them dismissed immediately if it was found in their possession. The skin mags did get passed around secretly though, a couple Penthouse, a Cheri, and three Hustlers. They were still contraband and against Basic Airborne Course Standard Operating Procedures and everyone understood if they got caught with them they took the hit. Wanker became the official Airborne Barracks Librarian, chasing down overdue pornography and handing out penalties which was usually loss of porn privilege for a specified period. “Sleeper, tell Zeus to talk to Weeble when we get back. I don’t think Weeble will tell Zeus to fuck off.” Assmunch said. “Roger that.” Sleeper said just as their Sergeant Airborne walked up. Sergeant Airborne started as he stepped into double time: Here we go! Here we go! All the way! All the way! Here we go! Here we go! Every day! Every day! Sign my name on the dotted line Sign my name on the dotted line All I do is the double time All I do is the double time Up the hill Up the hill Down the hill Down the hill On the hill On the hill Up the hill Up the hill AIRBORNE! AIRBORNE! HOOAH! HOOAH! You could hear other Companies of students shouting out other cadences down the street. Chow was it’s usual stuff fest. You didn’t have the luxury of having a relaxing chat over a lovely meal in the dining facility. If any Black Hat saw your tray empty and you weren’t moving already to return it, you were ordered to do it. No one needed to be ordered anymore. Wait in line, silent, get your tray filled (you actually had a couple choices in mains, sides and desert, which was totally cool), scarf it down, return your tray and go outside. Sleeper, Troll, MiniHulk, Chunk and surprisingly Holler got double helpings on their tray. Zeus tripled his, as usual and the cooks behind the line didn’t blink. Big boys needed plenty of fuel. Dessert was fucking peach cobbler… and damn it was EXCELLENT. Assmunch regretted not getting a double of that. As they individually finished they went outside to form up to wait for Sergeant Airborne to march them back to the barracks. When everyone except Sleeper and Zeus had formed up, Lenger nudged Potter. Sergeant Airborne was still in the dining facility. “You smokers are going to police the smoking area when we get back. Someone keeps throwing their butts on the ground. And you dippers and chewers use a fucking can. Stop spitting that nasty shit on the gravel.” “It’s not us, Corporal. It’s some asshole from one of the other floors.” One of the randoms answered. “Doesn’t matter when it’s our name on the duty roster. You’re out there enough, keep it clean. Or figure out who’s doing it and Lenger will take care of it.” “You want us to snitch?” “Fuck yes I want you to snitch. They aren’t in Alpha Company, fuck them. Especially when they trash an area designated to us. You let us know who, and I’ll dump every wad of used chew I can find into their pillowcase. Just because you’re Army doesn’t mean you need to put up with getting shit on, and that’s exactly what they’re doing - shitting on you because it’s not their problem and they don’t have to keep it clean. I’m sure as hell not going to let Lenger get reamed out because of it.” Potter REALLY didn’t like assholes. Sleeper and Potter got along great, like twins. Sleeper hated assholes too. Soon after, Sleeper and Zeus preceded Sergeant Airborne out the dining facility door. They double timed it back to the barracks. Sergeant Airborne took a quick glance at the in/out sheet at the CQ desk, then walked away towards the Cadre area. Guess everything looked fine to him. Bootlicker probably already knew how to forge the Sergeant’s signature too. Once everyone was in the billeting bay they relaxed. All the randoms went to the day room to watch a movie. Their favorites were Aliens or Full Metal Jacket. They’d watched those two enough times to wear the VHS tape out and shout as a group the best lines. “This is my rifle! There are many like it, but this one is mine…”. And “Why don’t you put her in charge!” And “In case you’re not keeping up with current events, we just got our asses kicked!” The Bravos all stayed behind to study not needing to see any of the movies again. “Zeus…” Sleeper said. Zeus nodded and walked over to Weeble who was laying on his bunk staring at the ceiling tiles, uncharacteristically quiet, keeping to himself, and even more telling - unoccupied with any task. From a distance it looked like a one sided conversation, Zeus barely moved while Weeble started with some angry objection and turned away from Zeus onto his side. Assmunch was glancing over trying not to appear like he was paying close attention, but he was. Zeus reached out and put a gentle hand on Weeble’s upper arm. Weeble tried to shrug him off, but Zeus wouldn’t allow it. Finally Zeus got up off the bunk and leaned over to scoop Weeble up in his arms. Weeble tried fighting himself out of Zeus’s hold, but Zeus just pulled him in tighter, whispering something in his ear, and then Weeble curled up and pushed his face into Zeus’s big chest. Zeus lowered his head and nuzzled Weeble’s face, walking toward the exit door. Weeble looked especially small and frail in Zeus’s arms. Assmunch exchanged a look with Sleeper, who shrugged. Zeus would figure it out, and if it was anything that needed Assmunch to intervene, Zeus would tell him. Assmunch was talking with Bootlicker about the trickier parts of turning your parachute into the wind for your landing, having Bootlicker explain it again with all the things to expect. Their first jump would be tomorrow. They’d get instruction first, probably have to demonstrate donning their equipment and other skills to the satisfaction of the Cadre as well as answer questions thrown at them. There was much that had to happen before they were even permitted on their ride. But tomorrow was supposed to be sunny and clear, a perfect day to earn your wings. Zeus came back in the door, an angry look on his face. Assmunch left Bootlicker with “Thanks bro, gotta take care of this I think.” Sleeper met him in the center aisle and they walked together to meet Zeus. “Andrew, it’s bad.” Zeus said. It was difficult to determine what Zeus meant by that because Zeus’s threshold of bad was a lot lower than just about anyone else’s. But the anger on his face had all the Bravos ready to go to war. It had to be truly bad. It was worse than anything they could have imagined. Assmunch wanted to cry along with Weeble’s tear-filled recital of the events after the gym. Zeus sat behind Weeble, his arms wrapped snugly around the smaller man, and boy did that look like a great place to be during the retelling. Assmunch wished he had a set of Zeus’s arms wrapped around him listening to the sick, vile things they did to Weeble. “So you think they were going to come back?” Assmunch asked. Victor nodded. “Victor, are you okay with bringing Potter and Battles in on this? I understand if you don’t, but something has to be done. They’ve both seen some awful shit. And you should probably let Lenger check you out if you don’t want to see Doc and stir up a hornet’s nest. We’ll do it whatever way you want, bud.” Assmunch kept his voice gentle and filled with understanding. Victor looked up at Zeus, who nodded. “Sure, Andrew. It’s okay.” Victor replied. He accepted that he’d placed himself in their hands. And none of them had ever done or said anything except treated him in a way that made him feel like they would do anything for him. And if Zeus said it was okay, then he’d do it how Zeus said. “Sleeper, let’s get them out here. We need a plan.” Assmunch had already decided there was going to be some non judicial punishment for those two. His only question, or rather reluctance, was just how far to take it. There was a line he didn’t want to cross. He wondered if he’d have a choice. Potter, Battles and Lenger joined them. “Sleeper filled us in, you don’t have to repeat it, Victor. It’s hard enough telling it once.” Potter said. “I have some questions, and I need you to think hard. What makes you think they were coming back?” Potter didn’t use a soft, touchy-feely voice like Assmunch. He wasn’t here to soothe or deal with feelings. That was Assmunch’s job, and it looked like Zeus was doing a great job of helping with that. After what Sleeper told him, he was here for one thing: figure out a way to remove that filth from the U.S. Army, as painfully as possible. If this was a battlefield, he and his buddies would be figuring out which one of them was going to deliver the bullet or how they were going to hang them out on the next patrol. “They left me handcuffed and hooked up, then locked the door of the shed when they left. They weren’t goin to leave me for someone else to find that way, my sweats down around my ankles, couldn’t move, dried blood in my ass. Too many questions were gonna be asked. He left his handcuffs, prolly MP issue. He was gonna get those back.” Victor answered. “Sounds about right. They were either going to wait for dark and get you into a vehicle to take you somewhere and kill you, or do it all again THEN get you in a vehicle to take you somewhere and kill you.” Victor jerked noticeably. “They said somethin when they were carryin me into the shed. Somethin bout ‘the other one’ like they done this before.” “Were they in uniform?” Potter asked next. Victor nodded. “One of em was. An MP. He called the one in workout clothes Barnell. The MP’s name tape said ‘Wilkerson’. Saw it when he stepped back while I was pukin.” “Do you know where this shed is? Can you find it again?” Victor shrugged. “I think so. They said it was over by the armory, and when I looked around to figure out how to get back I saw the jump towers. Between four and five miles from here I figure.” Victor closed his eyes. After about ten seconds he opened them again. “Towers center, a group of hangars to the right, closer to the shed, then on the left a big building three, maybe four stories.” “That’s HQ for the 507th. Hangars are maintenance for the 1-28th. So…. That shed is East Southeast. Anything else you overheard?” Potter said. Victor thought, going through everything he remembered, every word since he had first been tackled. “Barnell said I should have gone willinly, that he would have been nice about it, made sure it felt good. He said he had to report at 1400. Said I looked like a little kid. He said they were gonna kill me and throw me into an artillery crater, cover me with a little dirt, and let all the evidence get blown to bits the next time they was practicin. After that, it was just talk about rapin me.” Victor didn’t seem weak and beaten by the time he finished, he seemed angry, furious, and so unlike his usual self that Assmunch thought he was a different person. “1400. Midshift.” Potter mused. “Definitely another MP. I don’t know of another midshift on a Sunday when no one’s working except weekend Sergeants Airborne or Medical. I guess he could be a Medic. Midshift ends at 2300. That’s lights out for us, curfew is 2200 tonight. He and Wilkerson will be back at the shed tonight, I guarantee it. And Barnell is driving the bus, so Wilkerson won’t go alone. Neither one of them will take the chance of trying to handle their victim alone. They are cowards. Battles and I got this. It’s my duty to end this fucker. I know I don’t have to say this to you four, but Victor, you don’t ever talk about this, none of it, not you getting raped, not who you told, and nothing about this entire day. Ever. Do you understand? You never went to the gym. You got that bruise when you were running and tripped, it knocked you out and that’s why you were late coming back for chow formation. Picture your route back, figure out a place you would have tripped and fallen behind something or been hidden enough no one saw you, Imagine it happening in your head, see the thing you hit your head with. That’s your story for the bruise, and your late return. You will forget the names. You will forget the shed. No one saw you with either of them, there’s absolutely no connection to you, and I can tell you neither of them has told anyone and they’ve completely covered their tracks. Remember they said ‘the other one’ so they have been careful not to leave anything behind that will point at them. You will forget this day ever happened. You have a new day that you lived, one you spent largely unconscious. Corpsman Lenger checked you out and determined you don’t have a concussion that requires medical treatment. That’s the only way this works. Did you leave the handcuffs there in the shed?” Potter just graduated from Corporal Nub to General BigSwingingDick, Assmunch decided after all of that came out so smoothly it was like he had hours to think it through. Victor shook his head. “They’re in my locker.” Potter smiled. “Good. Go get them, put them in your pants, go to the latrine and wash those fuckers within an inch of their life, every crack, every crevice, use soap, lots of soap, and hot, hot water. Got it? Then bring them to me, wrapped in a paper towel. Try not to get your hands on them after you’ve got them washed. Super clean, got it?” “Got it.” Victor said. Then with hesitation “Am I goin with you?” Potter took a breath. “I know you want a piece of them, buddy. But you let Battles and me do what we’re good at, okay? We know where we’re going. We know how to do what needs to be done. We know how to live with it afterwards.” “Thank you.” Victor said, no weakness or uncertainty in his voice at all as he looked at each of them with his jaw clenched, a nod, and a steely glint in his eyes. “I’ll never forget you guys for this. Any of you.” Victor hugged Zeus’s arms, then pulled them away from his chest to get up and go inside. Assmunch sat there thinking. He could see no other way. Anything else was going to fuck everything to hell and destroy too many lives. And his conscience wouldn’t allow this to go unpunished. Sure, walking away was always an option, always a consideration but on the scales of justice he had to weigh the fact that they were in a position to put a stop to these feral, rabid beasts in a way that was the most humane for the greatest number of people. Victor didn’t need to be dragged through an investigation. Lenger was going to get raked over the coals as an example and probably would have a black mark big enough to make sure he never went anywhere in the Navy, not for allowing a student to go off alone, one of the simplest BACSOP, that resulted in an assault and rape. Accountability. Lessons of Command. An example for future Stick Leaders. Assmunch and some of the Bravos would probably not be punished judicially, but they might be tossed from the course if for no other reason that missing instruction or flights because a rape investigation trumped putting on a parachute and they’d be sitting in chairs in offices getting grilled and making statements about what they knew before, during, and after. No, Assmunch wasn’t willing to sacrifice that much for that many in order to send this through the chain the ‘right way’. And from the looks on their faces, everyone agreed, even Zeus. Sleeper, he knew, just wanted these fuckers to pay, as harshly as possible. There was no weighing other considerations. Lenger might object to Potter’s solution, but he was smart and had figured out what this meant for his career. Potter had provided a clear, definable path through this mess that may not make them happy, but it reduced the collateral damage to zero. Assmunch wanted to have a long talk with Potter some day about how he was so good at something like this. “Can you do it?” He asked Potter. The grin he got in answer was chilling. “This is what Marines do, Assmunch. And we are very, VERY good at it. I learned a lot in Iraq, some of the most important stuff isn’t in the instruction manuals. One of the things I learned is that there are soldiers who don’t think twice about fucking other soldiers over, and that ends up getting good people killed.” “When we wake up tomorrow, tonight never happened.” Assmunch said to Sleeper and Zeus. Zeus just returned his look with a hard gaze. “I’m going with them.” A shocked look of concern froze on Sleeper’s face, and Assmunch’s. “Zeus, you don’t want a part of this. Stay here.” Zeus’s eyes never wavered. “They are very bad men, Andrew. Very bad. Very bad.” Potter shook his head. “You don’t have our training Zeus. And what we have to do, you won’t like.” “Will you hurt them?” Zeus asked. “Yeah, a lot of that.” “Good. I will hurt them too. And then I will kill them.” Zeus said. He didn’t grin coldly like Potter. His face was ice, but his eyes were burning with Godfire. Those eyes held no forgiveness, no kindness, none of their usual curiosity and innocence. A part of Assmunch was washed with great sadness to see that look. The five of them sat shocked to silence. The chill in the evening air penetrated to their bones. Finally Potter spoke. “Zeus…Gabriel… you can’t come. You think you want to kill these guys, but when the moment comes it’s not anything like what you think. Your first kill changes you, and there’s a piece of you that dies too. Some guys think it doesn’t matter and can keep going always looking forward, never back so they don’t have to think about what’s gone inside themselves. I don’t think you can lie to yourself like that, not in the way it would take to make it not matter. Other guys, like Battles and I, we accept the brutal nature of killing, of ending a life because as much as we don’t like it, it’s sometimes necessary. There are some who find they enjoy it too much, and they change too and who they were before never comes back. But all of us…we know we’re killers. This is not some act of justice, or vengeance or self defense, or following orders. It’s cold blooded murder. I can wake up tomorrow and run, eat breakfast, focus on the instructors and the Jumpmaster, come back and sleep just fine. You won’t. Two more deaths for me won’t matter. No matter which way it goes for you, you will dwell on it, relive it, see it again and again on repeat in your head. You wonder how many times you have to watch him die before he stays dead and goes away. Before the moment you’re certain. When the moment comes you’re either high on adrenaline or terrified. Some guys, their hands shake so bad they can’t pull the trigger. After that round leaves the barrel the doubts begin to sing. They sing loud, and they don’t stop. The image of their body going suddenly lifeless and dropping to the ground stays with you for days after, sometimes weeks. And this won’t be an enemy bent on killing you first. This will be two American soldiers, subdued and begging for their lives. You will have enough opportunities to kill if you see combat. I hope you don’t. No one knows who they’re going to be when they come out the other side. This is not for you, not this time, not this way. You aren’t ready.” While Potter talked, I saw the angry fire in Zeus’s eyes sputter and die. He lowered his head. “Okay.” Sleeper looked at Potter with an intense gratefulness that could almost be felt. “Sleeper, Zeus… why don’t you go inside and watch over Victor. I need to have a talk with Assmunch here.”

My twink then said “wow, this has made me so horny, so what happens now? If I go back to doggy with my ass in the air do you think I’ll get a strangers load in me?”. I laughed and said “try it lad and find out as long as you know there will be some real dirty loads out there!”. At this he just let out a little bark of excitement like a little pup and proudly displayed his smooth twinky ass in the air – “I’m taking all loads tonight!”. The old guy who had been watching asked “all loads?” and my twinky friend replied “all loads daddy, breed me up”. He was stick thin but hung like a horse. He rubbed his cock along the twinks hole and started to push his hard horse cock in. My twink said “wait” and put his hand back feeling the cock lining up with his hole “few, it’s raw, on you go daddy”. My cum let him slide easily into the twink, the old guy laughed and said “off course its raw – I need to breed twinks like you – you pretend not to like us old guys then you beg for my poz cock”. The twink maneuvered with flexibility to get the old guy on his back without his cock leaving the twinks hole. The old guy moaned and my twink leant over and kissed him passionately and started to ride the old dudes pole. Eventually the twink moaned “cum in me daddy, shoot your poz cum in me”. I could actually see the old guys cock swell then he growled and spurted what looked like a huge load into my twinks ass. There was a small crowd behind us and they actually cheered.

Pozzed while Cruising 3 He withdrew and spun me around and we kissed hard and slipped me his number telling me to call him when I get knocked up. I looked at him with a quizzed look. “You’ll know” he whispered. He then arranged his clothes and slipped out of the big stall leaving me there naked with an ass full of cum. Poz Cruise 3 I sat there in the big stall still naked. My clothes scattered about with poz cum leaking from my used slutty cunt. In the last two days, I have taken two seemingly poz loads from two guys that I did not know, that I just met and may never meet again. However, I did have his phone number. I sat in a daze only to be startled out of my trance by the sound of the outer door being opened up. I scrambled to grab my shorts and shirt from the floor. Whoever came in stopped at the sinks, and I could see him looking in my direction. He was a tall, dark black kid. I think he caught me looking out at him cause he smiled and took the stall next to me. I thought about leaving, but he tapped his foot. So, I tapped mine, and without further conversation. He dropped down to his knees and slid his 8 inch black cock under the stall. I did what I do best. I dropped to my knees and inhaled his manly scent and swallowed his cock. I sucked his cock for just a few minutes when he pulled back and came over to my stall. I unlocked the door and he slipped in locking the door behind him. Still sitting on the toilet, dripping poz cum from the last guy I swallowed this new guy with a slutty fervor that I did not know I had. As near as I could tell this guy had no tattoos of scorpions or biohazard signs, but I knew he was going to fuck me whether he wanted to or not. His cum was going to mix with the previous guy’s cum. I was going to have a belly full of toxic baby batter. I sucked his large cock only pulling off to ask him to fuck me. His answer was to trade me places. At first, I thought he was going to suck me, butt he made me face away from him and he pulled me down onto his stiff cock. He knew he was getting a creamed pie. “I am going to give your cunt another load boy” he said. I could only grunt out a “breed me” with his thick cock shoved deep in my hole. “I want your load deep in my ass”, I breathed hard. “I am going to knock you up” he responded, and with that my cock was instantly hard and leaking again. Was he poz too or was he just playing the part. I did not know but I continued to ride his black cock until he held me fully impaled on his thick rod and I felt his cock unload torrent after torrent deep into my whore ass. In two days, I have taken 3 loads deep in my ass from 3 mostly anonymous guys in public bathrooms on campus. I imagine if I were caught I would be arrested and probably thrown out of school, but that was the last thing on my mind. All I could think of was where could i go to find the next cock? When he was done breeding my ass. He pushed me off of him, made me clean his cock of cum and ass. He then pulled up his shorts, opened the door and left me there on my knees wanting more. I scrambled to shut the door before anyone else came in. I got dressed and stuffed some toilet paper in my ass crack to stem the flow of cum leaking from my pussy. I decided to head back to my dorm, but I knew I was going to pass the other bathroom on my way. So I decided to make another stop there on my way back to the dorm. I had quite the hitch in my step after taking two massive cocks and I could feel cum slowly leaking out of my abused twat. Just as I was about 20 feet from the door, I saw another freshman from my dorm come out the door looking all sheepish like he been up to something. I waved to him, but he just kept walking albeit a tad ‘funny’. I made my way in and I was greeted by the same guy who had done me the day before. He smiled at me and watched me go to the center stall. He then took the one to my right. This time I decided to be the aggressor and I tapped my foot. He spoke up, “I fucked you here yesterday didn’t I?” “Yes!” with almost too much excitement in my voice. We bantered back and forth for a moment or two and it ended with him inviting me back to his apartment for more than just a quickie and for him to recharge after he had just fucked that other kid. We left the bathroom separately and chatted as we made our way across campus. He told me of all the cruising spots that he knew of on and off campus. I so wanted to ask him about his tattoos, but was scared to learn the truth. More to Cum I love the feedback and the hot chat Joey

My twinkie friend and I were out drinking one night when he said “you go to that sauna round the corner – is it not dirty? Do you not care what people think?”. I replied “yeh, too right its dirty, there are all sorts of guys in there, poz, old, fit, neg, hunks, twinks, barebackers, safe bros”. He giggled and asked which I was. “You know I’m the bare bear spreading my poz seed”. I said “you always seem the sort to play safe and go with the jocks. He laughed and said “jocks yeh, want a good looking lad on my arm but I always seem to have run out of condoms. The jocks don’t mind they love bareback and they think I’m innocent and twinky”. I laughed and told him how dirty he was and he winked. Then I asked why do you always need to pretend to be innocent – do you not just wanna let your inner slut out? He replied “so much – makes me wanna go to that sauna and just let go”. He leaned closer, put a hand on my thigh, giggled and said “do they have a sling in there?”. I laughed and said “sure they do, careful though that hand could make the snake grow”. Just then he kissed me and said, “why don’t we go over – you can show me the ropes, or the chains lol”. I grabbed his hand and said, come on then pup, let’s go. The guy on the desk gave me a wink as I paid for both our tickets plus a bottle of poppers. We got changed and I showed my friend to the showers. We rubbed each other down and got semis in the process. I started a tour of the sauna, showing him the steam room, the spa pool then we got to the cabins and passed one with a bear with his ass up and his face down. My friend whispered “wow isn’t that dangerous – how do you know the guys will be hot or wrap up?”. I laughed and said “you don’t – that’s the fun of it and I bet he won’t be complaining if a guy dives in raw – most guys here do it bareback”. He replied “wow that’s so hot, makes me wanna sniff those poppers and get my peach out, can I have a sniff”. I was all to happy to help. He took a short sniff so I said “come on, have a good deep huff”. My twinky friend did. Suddenly, he dropped his towel and walked into a free room, kneeling down ass up. He said “so if show my ass like this, I might get a bare load from a bear I’ve longed for”. I said “you could, but it’s poz so it’s a big risk”. He groaned “make me yours – let everyone watch you breed me”. I walked in, leaving the cabin door open and dropped my towel. I knelt to lick the twinks smooth peach – burying my tongue deep in his cute hole. He moaned and took more sniffs of the poppers. Eventually he started to beg for my thick cock inside him. I lubed his hole and slid my cock firmly inside him. He groaned yes sir, give me your cock. I ploughed him doggy style for a bit, getting harder and faster as we went. Then I flipped him round onto his back and buried my raw cock inside him again. I leant in and kissed him. He said “please, I’ve needed you to breed me for so long, give me that potent seed, make me yours”. This pushed me over the edge and me cock thickened and I pumped a massive five day load into his twinky hole. We made out. Kissing long and hard. Eventually he said “thank u for giving me your masculine seed”. I replied “I’ll always be a part of you now”. Just then an old guy said “well done lad, making such a cute twink yours”. I looked round and said to my twink “look at the crowd – they loved my hairy body pounding your smooth one”. I kissed me again and said “a man and his lad – the way it should be”.

I have been reading and getting LOADS of pleasure from so many of you guys' stories, I thought I would try to return the favor. This is my first attempt so any constructive criticism will be appreciated. The story is a mix of truth and fantasy based on my own experiences and those of others I know. Hope you enjoy! Standing behind the high-back leather chair occupied by my leather daddy in his harness and chaps, I reached around each side of the chair and took hold of his hard eraser-sized nips between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and immediately begin applying pressure and twisting them. I heard my leather daddy moan then growl his approval and sexual arousal as expected, knowing how sensitive his big nips were and how they are hot-wired straight down to his fat cut 8 inch leather daddy cock. I knew that with each twist, pull, tug or flick on the edge of his nips his always-horny dick would throb and vibrate, spewing out oozings of his hot poz precum. Many times sitting between his legs licking his hairy balls while he played with his own nips I would be almost hypnotized seeing his dick's reaction to the nip play. But tonight I couldn't see the excited throbbings and twitchings of daddy's dick from the sensations on his nips. No, my view of daddy's dick was blocked by the thick-haired head of the hot high young bi sub pig that was eagerly making love to daddy's cock with his wet warm mouth. He had arrived at daddy's house just a little more than 30 minutes ago and had been worshipping that meaty slab of meat for almost the past 15 minutes, stopping only 3 brief times - once to make out with me when he first started sucking that dick and I was sharing it with him (that was before daddy had told me to get behind his chair and work his nips), and then twice to take 2 HUGE hits off the pipe at daddy's direction. Daddy had told me before the young sub had arrived that he had plans for that sexy bi boy tonight and into tomorrow and that plan required that we make sure we keep him tweaked and horny the whole time. And the stuff daddy had for the pipe this weekend was very strong. We would make sure he was kept right at the edge of being horny and piggy without being too out of it. And from daddy's moans and the wet slurping noises it was apparent that right at this moment the little piggy was very horny and very ready to please "our" leather daddy. As I stroked daddy's nips with my thumbs, causing him to arch his back and growl again, I leaned forward over the back of the chair, licking at the sweat on his neck and whispered to him, "Is that a good mouth on your dick? Does that sub boy know how to treat his daddy's big cock?" Daddy had just started a big hit off the wipe as I asked the question so he didn't answer immediately. Daddy had great lung capacity and inhaled on his hits longer than anybody I knew. Still working his nips I watched as he finally removed the flame from the bowl sucked in one last time, held it then blew out a fucking monstrous cloud that totally blocked out the young pig on the floor between his legs. "So hot, Sir!" I whispered. Tina clouds always make me horny. And I knew this one was going to ramp up daddy's horniness big time, especially with what he planned this weekend for the handsome boy currently sucking his cock. That boy had no idea daddy was poz (or that I was too). And he for sure didn't know daddy had stopped his meds 3 weeks ago. If daddy had it his way - and I knew he would - the beautiful young chemmed up pig sucking daddy's cock would find out all about daddy before going home tomorrow and he would be on the way to becoming just like the daddy he was intent on pleasing in every way. Oh, if he only knew where that was going to lead him! **I know it's kind of a slow start guys but needing to set the background and scene. Let me know if you think I should continue. Thanks!**

Was checking out the apps barely an hour ago after I had a lovely bath.... I'd douched my hole this afternoon but no takers..... I'd planned to sleep after bath as I've early rise tomorrow. A message arrived saying "address - I want to come breed you - quickie".... So I checked his profile..... Fit 23yr old student, top, into bareback.... and 5 mins walk away...... So I thought WHY NOT.... Quickly lubed my hole, unlocked door and sent him address with details..... He replied on his way.... I put lights out and assumed face down ass up position. In less than 2 mins after that I heard door open and heard him come into bedroom and drop his trousers. He immediately found my hole with his hard cock and pushed all the way in letting out a moan... Then started pounding me hard and fast.... Took him 2 mins to squirt his spunk in me. I'm so glad I've universities nearby. He asked to come round again tomorrow Tuesday but I'm busy so we agreed Wednesday..... He said thankyou for me letting him come round.... He wiped up in dark, zipped up n left. I'm now of to sleep leaving his cum inside me all night.... I'm loving the smell of his spunk around my hole. Roll on wednesday..... I'm old enough to be his daddy.

You could also volunteer, to be a stable hand which allows you to see the event and see if it's a good match for you. Also on your volunteer break you can play so best of both worlds.

So far this year, 44 guys have fucked me, got the load up my ass from 33 of them. This was accomplished over 2 motel room cumdump sessions and one night at a sex club. I've also bred 62 random cumdumps year to date.

I only get fucked raw, but I never caught anything ^-^

lol in high school I had a slightly younger faggot in the school sucking my cock on the regular and convinced him that it didnt count as cheating on his girlfriend.

There’s been a lot of really good commentary on this already, and I’m going to try to come back and respond to some specific items from various posters as time allows. For the moment, though, I’m taken by the several posters who state that there’s either no hierarchy at all, or that it’s just roleplay or fetish. Our societies are replete with social hierarchies. Entire civilzations are predicated upon social hierarchies. Hierarchies are very closely bound to power and influence, but power and influence operate at every level. The biggest fish in a pond full of small fish is still the Big Fish there. An individual may not choose to see himself in terms of a given hierarchy, but his self-view is irrelevant - he is a member of a community of others, and it is their reaction to him that constitutes the hierarchy. They give him a place among them; he doesn’t get to choose how they decide to accept him. In India one of the Dalit caste doesn’t just say, “Oh, I don’t subscribe to the whole ‘untouchables’ thing” - that person lives as one of that caste because others in the society perceive that he belongs there and treat him accordingly. It doesn’t matter whether I subscribe to the idea that I might be something other than fully masculine because I have been inseminated - there are men who perceive me that way and treat me accordingly. If enough men do, it becomes an commonly accepted position with respect to the way other men are viewed and treated. We do not exist in individual vacuums. I also don’t quite concur that the notion is simply a matter of roleplay or fetish. Note that such comments seem to come mainly from men who also claim that a hierarchy does not apply to them, or that they simply have never understood it. Just because you don’t understand Dominance and submission, for instance, doesn’t mean that those who practice it are merely acting or fetishizing. It may be that you are observing a real hierarchy in action. My submission to other men is real - it isn’t pretend. I allow other men to use my body in aggressive ways for sexual acts for their personal gratification in ways that enable them to exercise a degree of dominance and control over me. The fact that it’s consensual only amplifies the point that I recognize the difference in energy between us. In a way, it’s almost as if a hierarchy can boil down to a simple question of physics and energy levels. A Top may extrapolate my submission in extreme terms as he fucks me and calls me a faggot cunt, and to be sure, any hierarchy is going to be subjective (relatively speaking), but I’m not sure it can be dismissed out of hand. I really don’t, however, think that chart above is anything close to representing what’s going on. It’s a single vertical axis. I’m working on a model that would measure men’s position on a three-axis system. I’ll post it when I get it worked out.

Always worth the wait! 😉

ok, there's alot to unpack here. First and foremost, I hope you and whoever reads this doesn't associate their sense of self worth with their sexuality, sex role or sexual fetishes. Who you choose to have sex with and how you do it is a very very small part of what defines you as a person and quite frankly, your comment undermines the personhood of the gay community and decades of struggle for us to not be despised as second-hand citizens in mainstream society. Who knows how accepting, even in the slightest, that horrible train of thought that you are less of a person because of your sexuality will subconsciously bias your life's path in things like achieving your goals, making friends, forming relationships, etc.?

I just happened to stumble across this just after I posted the topic:

I went to the last one, and let me assure you, there is no strict door policy regarding age, looks or body type. If they put something like that on their website, it’s simply an aspirational marketing ploy. Presumably they think they’ll get more guys showing up to the event if everyone thinks it’s going to be full of fit muscular types, etc. The guys that run it are actually very friendly, and it’s definitely an ‘attitude free’ zone, like most of Jamie HP’s events. The flip side of this relaxed approach is that it’s not very well organized, and the rules aren’t really enforced at all. It soon degenerates into a general orgy, with hoods removed, mares fucking mares and stallions fucking stallions. Having said that, I found the first hour or so very hot- a massive fuck fest, with loads of sexual energy. Inevitably that starts to fade, though- and after a couple of hours the party is more or less over, so don’t expect a long evening. As far as condoms are concerned, mares have a choice of white or red hoods- white for condoms, red for raw. Almost all the mares chose red. Obviously tops can still use condoms on red-hooded mares, and strictly-speaking, those mares have to take it. I don’t remember seeing/feeling any condoms when I was there. I would love to try a Horsefair party in Berlin, where apparently the rules are enforced much more strictly. The downside of this is that the rules regarding looks and body type are also enforced more strictly… and at my age, I don’t know if I want to travel all the way to Berlin, just to be turned away at the door by some snotty stable hand for being ‘too old’.

What an amazing journey for the kid and thanks for finding time to write. Well done

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

Chapter 13 Horse looked over to the Pig and asked him if he had the Pig ready, The guy said “ All ready for you”. With that Horse yanked his cock out of the Kids swollen gapping ass. The Kids ass looked like a nice pussy with the lips of his ass pulled out and red and swollen. You could see the red and pink cum dripping off his cock as he moved over to the Pig’s sling. The guy pulled his hand out of the guys ass and showed Horse how far he go in him. It wasn’t all that far. Horse looked into the Pigs eyes and said “ Are you ready to man up? Be a true Pig and Cunt “. The guy mumbled something and Horse said “ Good “. With that he started pushing the Monster cock up the guys ass. The Cum, Blood and DNA from the Kids ass was now going up the Pig’s ass. The guys eyes sprang open when he realized what was going up his ass. A guy stared rocking the sling so that Horse’s cock would be forced deeper into the latest Victims of the Horse cock. It was really hot to see the guy struggling to take that cock. One moment enjoying it, the next in pure agony as the monster was trying to get in at any cost At the same time the Bio-Hazzard guy walked up to the Kid and Brutally shoved his toxic cock up the kids ass and receded to assault the kids ass and guts. He moved in different angles just to torment the Kid and make it hurt more. A dirty jock that was laying on the floor was pushed in the Kid’s mouth to muffle the screams. The guy stopped and pulled out, the look on the Kids eyes were of relief, he though it was over. The guy grabbed a rather large shard and worked it up into the Kid. With the kids ass ripped open it could have been pushed in with no problem but instead he worked it around in his rectum. He wanted to make it hurt and burn as much as possible. After he was sure that the Kid’s ass was on fire he aimed his toxic cock as the Kids hole and rammed it Home. The kid struggled at the burning invasion but being hog tied as he wasn’t much he could do to stop the Violation or damage that this guy was doing to him. I had warned him that the basement wasn’t for the weak at heart and the guys down here where the type to really work him over and except that he went down there with the intention to get the Max it would almost be a rape case. But as I told him, “ You can’t rape the willing “. I figured the Bumps and what ever else he was given was upstairs helped to persuade him to venture into the basement Dungeon. Horse said “ I am not going to get into this Pig’s ass all the way. Anyone else want to give this Pig a gift to take home”? Another guy I had not seen before said I will give him something. I noticed a scorpion tat on his back above his butt cheeks. Horse pulled out of the Pigs ass, it was gaping open and drooling pink Cum and piss. The guy with the scorpion tat stepped up and said “ This guy is really loose”. He pushed into the guy’s ass n one swift motion. The guy hardly noticed the latest violation. He said “ I don’t think he felt me, maybe is new cunt is numb.” Another guy came up and said “ I can fix that, Pull out for a second”. The guy pulled out and the other one took 2 fingers that were covered with Meth dust and began working them into the Pig’s cunt. He twisted them all around making sure to viciously coat the hole and rub it in to make sure this pig’s cunt was alive, alive with a burning pain. The pig started jerking around with the searing heat and pain that was now in his hole. The guy with the scorpion tat asked him if he wanted him to help cool off his cunt. The guy was shaking his head yes. He couldn’t say anything because of the jock gage in his mouth. The scorpion guy said to take the gage out. After it was removed he asked the Pig “ You want some help? “ the Pig responded yes. Please ! Anything to get rid of the burning “ . The scorpion guy asked “ Where is it burn at Pig?’ the pig replied in my ass. The scorpion guy responded “ Wrong ! That is our new Pussy. You are hear to serve anyone. Now say it. Plead to this guys to use our new cunt Pig”. At the same the was twisting two of his thick callused fingers in the Pigs cunt to make it burn more. Except for the slurping sounds of guys getting sucked there was no noise, everyone wanted to hear the transformation of the Pig. The Pig said “ Please ! Everyone use my cunt but please make the burning stop “ . There was an instant sound of jubilation as everyone knew that the Pig was definitely going to serve tonight and more toxic cum and piss pumped into his mouth and cunt. The Scorpion Guy put his cock into the entrance of the Pigs hole. He pushed the head in and the Pig tried to move to get more in him. He asked the Pig “ Do you want this Toxic , infected snake in your cunt ? “ The Pig responded “ Yes “ The scorpion guy rocked back and forth a little and then stopped. The pig was whimpering, he wanted more action in his cunt.

Chapter 10 The Guy yelled “ Fuck “, the guy replied “ You have no idea “. He proceeded to destroy the guys ass and probably with the cuts in his ass would get Pozzed tonight. The guy was gurgling, saying how great it felt. He was feeling the effects of that huge shard The guy kept fucking, getting as deep as he could. I could hear his grunts when the guy hit bottom or taped on the guys second ring. This went on for a while until the top guy said “ You ready to get pregnant Bitch ? “. The guy bent guy said “ Yes, Knock me up. Make a baby in me “. The guy was sweating a lot, I could tell he was not in control of himself, rather the Meds were taking him down the road to conversion. The guy with the Biohazard tat said. “ Ready or not, hear cums a hot POZ load into your guts you Fag “. With that he lunged forward and pulled the guys hips back. He had to have busted the second ring in the guys ass because he squealed and shock his head like a stuck pig. I wasn’t sure if he heard or realized that the load that he just took would probably send him home with a little extra gift. During all this I was enjoying a nice ass fucking from my friend. The Meth shard was working it’s wonders and the Liquid my friend shot up me had me as hard as a rock. I couldn’t get off, probably due to the Meth but that was OK. He pulled out of y ass and turned around and presented me with his ass. I eagerly pushed up his tight as. The guy that was sucking me started eating my ass. If anyone knows how sensitive a cock and everything gets when spun, try getting your ass eaten deep while spun. It is crazy wild. My friend said how good my cock felt up his ass., I had to agree. I stopped and was able to squeeze out a little piss. Mt friend said “ Fuck. You fucking pig”. I replied “ Looks who’s bent over taking some tina piss in his ass” . That got everybody’s attention. I went back to fucking and working my manjuice into is guts. I looked over to the Kid and he was getting yet another load shot in him from a guy that was hung average. I might have missed one or more, but I think it was his third load after coming down to the basement. The guy with the Bio-hazard tat came over to the kid and flopped his limp dick on the kids mouth. I wasn’t sure how clean it was but the Kid eagerly opened his mouth and stared sucking and licking the head. The guy said “ This is good youngster to break. He is already trained a little and ready. He will be fun to bring to the dark side “. The Kid just smiled and cleaned the guys cock like a good boy. I wondered how long until the kid going throat that size of a cock. The kid was getting fucked my a guy that had a very fat cock. You cold tell it wasn’t going in easy because the sling as rocking back and forth while he was stuffing that fat sausage up the kids ass. He pulled out without shooting and another guy came to get in the kids cunt. I noticed a PA that had a point on the end of it. He pushed his cock in the kids ass and went deep. The Kid moaned loud. I wondered if he took the second booty bump that I had given him. If he did he would really be enjoying this. The guy pulled out and you cold see red streaks on his shaft and under neath rings were hanging off the guys foreskin. I knew the kid had really been ripped up. The guy went over to the one guy that was recently bred The guy was bent over sucking a cock and the one with all the piercings walked behind him and proceeded to fuck the hell out of him. The guy tried to stand up but others held him down while the guy destroyed his ass. I knew he would be bleeding for a few days after this and would definitely go home with some diseases, just like a true fag should. A guy that was smoking and blowing huge clouds came over and stuck the pipe in the kids mouth. The kid took a couple huge hits and held it then blew them out. The kids pupils we are big as I have ever seen them.

Peter had been fucking me for some time already. "Its so full of cum! I told you Michael gives big loads." he said "I felt it, yes, sir.", I replied "I feel my cock surrounded by his hot sperm. Its fucking awesome, feeling inside your hole." I was on my back, legs up, and he held my ancles while fucking me slowly with closed eyes. You know whan you are lying down, seeing the top and his muscular torso is seemingly standing still, and the whole world is moving instead? When it feels like he is a greek statue, and the whole world is a sling that allows you to slide down the huge rock hard marble cock? And all you can say to yourself in your mind is "Fuck - that looks so hot. I dont want this to stop!" This was exactly how it was. "Michael" peter said, turning his head around while continuing to fuck me, "do you go and get the jar in the kitchen? I put it out for thawing an hour ago.." "Sure" Michael responded, with the sleaziest grin so far, "I have been waiting for that question all night now... A minute later, Michael returned to the room. Peter had still not pulled out but adjusted my posistion with his cock still inside me. I was now on the edge of the bed, he standing on the floor beside it. Michael carried a glass jar, with a thick, white liquid in it. He also held some condoms in his hand. My mind started spinnng. I had seen some clips of this in porn before. But typically only a few seconds every time in different compilations. This had to be what they called cumplay. Didnt I have enough cum already in my ass? I remembered Peter had mentioned felching me earlier. That he wanted to eat my ass with cum in it, and maybe even kiss me with it. I realised that the session was moving into a new phase.

Part 2 - Shadows In The Mist Ethan's confidence was growing so he loosened the grip on his towel and lowered it slightly daring to be adventurous. Another wave of steam hit him as he began to really enjoy the heat of dampness of the steam room, the thought of sex diminished as drifted in to his own world soaking up the heat. He knew there was a couple of guys lurking in the dim denseness of the mist but so far they appeared to be keeping their distance. A blast of cold air hit Ethan signalling the door has been opened again as he watched a tall silhouette take a seat on the same bench he was on. It was the strangest feeling Ethan had ever had, he could not feel or see but sensed the presence of another body very close to him. The silence broken by the hissing of the steam vent added to the strangeness of the environment. Another cool blast of air and another body took position to the right of him on the bench, he felt a little uneasy and moved his towel over his groin area again. The reality of why he had come here was all to real with the two bodies sat either side of him, his cock twitched with an anticipated excitement but he was more than happy to just be here next to the naked bodies. The vague outlines of various men moved in and out of his limited field of vision followed by the swirling dense mist in their wake, some paused to look but soon disappeared from view. Ethan sat still he had no idea what he was suppose to do, for him it was a hidden embarrassment, he thought this was a stupid idea and maybe he should try it on with Adam first, but no, that was to close to home for comfort and he could get found out. The last thing he wanted was this being all round college and getting back to his parents. Ethan relaxed and rested his head back closing his eyes. Angelo stepped in to the steam room and stood for a moment allowing his eyes to adjust to the low light and mist, he wandered through and spied the blond hair and pretty handsomeness of the young boy as he sat down a couple of meters away from him. Close but far enough away to be shielded by the mist from his view. He had never seen him here before and knew this must be the guy Brad had spoken about when he arrived. Angelo shuffled a little closer and could make out some of his looks, he looked younger than 18 quite the reverse of some who looked older for their age. Closer he moved, noticing the young guy had his eyes closed Angelo raised his hand and touched the young body. Ethan let out a short gasp as a felt the strange hand running down his chest in a carefully low choreographed movement. He opened his eyes to see the shape of the man was now visible, he snatched a sideways glance and noticed he was of Latin descent. Ethan could see that the arm was heavily tattooed and very well defined with hard biceps covered by soft looking skin, he daren't move as the hand continued to caress his chest and abdomen, this was the first time a man had touched his body in such an erotic way. Initially he thought at best he would end up with a much older man or a guy his age, but judging by the muscled arm he thought this was aiming high. His cock was hard as rock as a whole new feeling of sensations rippled through every part of his body, he didn't know if he should return the stroking of the man's chest or kiss him. For the moment his body was in an encapsulated desire with every nerve ending tingling from the man touching his body. Angelo ran his hand up and down the chest of the guy sat next to him, he did not look at him but stared straight ahead with a slightly rigid pose, Angelo smiled to himself as he could sense the young guy was obviously very inexperienced and this would make for an easy picking. Today is turning out better than he ever hoped Angelo thought to himself continuing the caressing of the young chest, he admired how naturally defined he felt and looked, this was a guy he had not fucked before and a new experience beckoned. Angelo moved his hand upwards caressing Ethan's neck and place his hand around the back of his neck as he shuffled closer. Angelo pulled Ethan's head towards his, there was a little resistance at first. Ethan's pulled back slightly at his head being guided towards the man but the gentle coaxing was having the desired affect as he slowly allowed the stranger to pull him close until he came face to face with Angelo. Ethan gulped at the stunning face before him, the striking chiselled features and sexy Latin look was more than he ever dreamed of, he judged that he must be in his mid twenties. He exuded an air of confidence, Ethan had to blink several times to ensure he was not imaging him. Angelo's hand pulled him closer and closer, Ethan could now feel the breath of the guy on his face. Angelo admired him for a moment and realised that the young lad was looking back at him clearly captivated. Angelo leaned forward until his mouth was within touching distance of Ethan's, the soft touch of Angelo's lips landed on Ethan's in a very tender kiss. Ethan still had his mouth closed and Angelo suspecting the naivete slowly ran the tip of his tongue along the young guys lips, moistening them with his saliva. Ethan parted his lips slowly and he felt the tongue probing deeper between his lips, becoming more receptive to the advances Ethan's mouth opened allowing Angelo's tongue to slip inside and his lips to close in and lock against his own. The tongue savoured and gently explored his mouth as Ethan moaned and delighted in his first kiss. It was the most intimate 30 seconds Ethan had ever encountered, Angelo pulled away leaving a trail of saliva connecting their mouths. Ethan looked him in the eye with abandonment, Angelo smiled as he looked in to the striking blue eyes and stroked the side of his face before his mouth sought Ethan's again, this time with more purpose and intensity. A natural instinct took over Ethan who now licked at the foreign tongue in his mouth as he began to kiss Angelo back. Ethan moaned again and raised his hand stroking Angelo's arm, deliberately feeling the muscled biceps and soft smooth skin that coated them. Angelo only to aware of how responsive the young lad had become enjoyed kissing him for several minutes. Ethan's body felt strange through the new sensations he was feeling. Angelo moved closer and his left hand reached around Ethan's waist pulling and gesturing for him to sit across his lap, Ethan only to happy to oblige the direction he was being given, his body twisted and right leg moved over Angelo's powerful legs until he sat straddled across his lap. His towel had fallen away as he sat on the lap of this man both of them naked, their cocks jostling for position but Ethan could feel his own cock was smaller in girth and length and was loosing the battle. Angelo forced his tongue deeper in to Ethan's mouth and then pulled away leaving the young guy deserted. Ethan looked directly in to the eyes of Angelo, he really could not believe his luck. They did not speak a word between them, Angelo now had both his arms around the back of Ethan, his slowly and gently caressing and stroking his back. Ethan leaned back enjoying the touch of this man but also to look at those strong tattooed arms enveloping his body. Angelo pulled Ethan forward and their lips locked together again quickly followed by Angelo's tongue as he resumed exploring Ethan's mouth. Angelo pulled Ethan up and as he sat back down his felt sheer hardness of the cock being forced between his ass cheeks. Ethan's ass began rubbing up against this man's sex, he had no idea where that came from, it just seemed to him to be the right thing to do. The shuffling caught Ethan's ear as he saw bodies moving in to view getting a closer look at the action that was happening. Angelo's rock hard erection nestled between Ethan's ass cheeks, his back held firmly by Angelo's arm was now pressing his own chest hard up against Angelo's. His other hand began caressing Ethan's buttocks and moving gently across until he slipped one finger down between the cheeks seeking the young tight hole where it circled gently around the edge. Ethan nearly giggled but for the mouth full of tongue he was dealing with as well. The finger made concentric circles with more and more pressure being applied the circles got gradually smaller until it coaxed Ethan's hole open and it slipped inside. Ethan's eyes snapped open startled at the pain of the intrusion, he tried to protest but Angelo only kissed him deeper holding his finger inside until the pain started to subside and he relaxed. Ethan didn't know if he was fond of this movement, but he found that his body was literally immobilised being held tightly against this muscled chest and abdomen, he clasped his hands around Angelo's neck and responded to the kissing as his hole was being explored. A new arm began to caress Ethan's neck and shoulder, Angelo pulled his finger out quickly causing Ethan's body to tense, he abruptly grabbed the arm painfully as he heard the man wince in pain as it was pushed away only to disappear back in to the dense steam. With his free arm Angelo rubbed his hand around Ethan's back causing a pool of sweat that he guided towards his boys ass, Ethan gasped and moaned as this time he felt two fingers pushing in to his ass and manipulating the sweat in to his hole. He arched his back at the discomfort, the sweat from their bodies mingled and mixed together covering them both, in a vain attempt Ethan tried to moderate the invasion by gripping Angelo's arm. The sweat made it impossible to get a firm enough grip, he gasped as the fingers dived deeper in his hole, Ethan flung his arms around the back of Angelo's neck and he moaned in pain. At some point he began to kiss and lightly bite the neck of Angelo, Ethan moved his head upwards towards Angelo's chin until their mouth's sought each other, the passion between them building in their bodies. Ethan was seduced and sealing his own fate, he wasn't sure if it was the attractiveness of the guy or the fact he couldn't break free from the strong grip Angelo had on his body but he was loving it. Angelo had control over him and sporadically he would tighten the bicep of his arm holding Ethan's back in position, it was a controlling but comforting and sometimes slightly painful feeling, Ethan being drawn ever more in knew he was in the safe hands of a very experienced man who understood positive and negative reinforcement. Angelo would withdraw his fingers from the tight hole giving Ethan an immense sensation release, but which also left him yearning for the moment they would slip back inside him. His body slowly adjusting and beginning to enjoy the experience until Angelo pulled his fingers out sharply, breaking the kiss he spat in to his hand, resumed kissing and began to mix the saliva with the precum on his cock that was now poised for action. It was like an out of body experience as Ethan felt himself rising and looking in to the eyes of Angelo. Suddenly he gasped and let you a puppy like yelp as the searing pain shot through his arse and lower back, Angelo pushed the head of his cock hard in to his boy, Ethan wriggled to escape from the pain but the arm around his back remained firmly clamped down preventing him from forcing a withdrawal. The tears from the corner of Ethan's eyes mixed with the sweat, his body in agony from the burning pain. Ethan realised that there was only one way his body was going and that was down on this cock, he was forced to bury his head in to Angelo's neck as his moans mixed with cries and whimpering. Ethan had no concept of how much cock with now in his ass, all he did know was that his virginity and body where forever parting company. Angelo reached behind Ethan's neck with his free arm forcing Ethan's body downwards to take more of his cock, Ethan overwhelmed by pain tried to forcibly raise himself off Angelo's cock exclaiming 'No' loudly, but the look in his eyes told a different story. Angelo looked him in eye and continued pushing Ethan's body down as more of his cock tore it's way in to his young body, Ethan gasped loudly several times in pain but did not protest, there was no getting out of this predicament so easily. The cries from his pain brought the lurking bodies out of the steam as they stood and watched, many of them not realising they were seeing the virgin boy being transformed right in front of their eyes. Ethan let out one last hoarse cry as his ass came to rest on Angelo's lap, he was now holding 8 inches of pure sex inside his body. The pain remained as a reminder and Ethan raised his head and without any second thought he kissed Angelo, they shared an incredibly sensual kiss and Ethan's body began to slowly rock back and forth with small gesturing rise and fall. Every down motion still fired off sharp spasms of pain through his ass, but he was being overtaken by a more intense pleasure of joy and happiness. They kissed until Ethan felt Angelo's free arm wrap around his body, a sudden jerk of the arms as they tightened forced him to expel what air he had in his lungs in to Angelo's mouth, the biceps flexed hard and squeezed Ethan's back tight up against Angelo's chest. Angelo had fucked many a man, some to overly responsive who just wanted to push down hard on his cock whilst the others grimaced in pain through the experience. But he watched Ethan carefully as he pushed and forced him down on his cock. At Ethan's last cry his head rolled forward and Angelo was unprepared for Ethan to kiss him, it wasn't like any other kiss, this was a deep and meaningful kiss which Angelo felt. As Ethan rocked on his cock gently Angelo began to feel his orgasm building, no one had ever made him rise to orgasm within minutes. Angelo jerked and tightened his arms around the young lad's body crushing his chest tight up against his own to stop his movements, Ethan let out a small cry as the air was forced out of his lungs. Ethan's movement on Angelo's cock became tiny and not very noticeable, those arms crushing his body sent pure waves of delight around his body, something he remembered when wrestling at school. Ethan felt the cock inside him harden even more and swell and he buried his head in Angelo's neck. Angelo pushed his hips up hard as if he was trying to split Ethan in half. Ethan groaned as suddenly he felt a torrent of warmth flowing in to his ass as the first wave of Angelo's orgasm fired it's toxic load deep inside coating every surface as though it was on a mission. Ethan tried to catch his breath but the powerful arms squeezing him tight prevented him from pulling much needed air in to his lungs, he could feel the rapid succession of pulses in the cock releasing stream after stream of seed flooding his body. Ethan could only gasp as he buried his head harder in to Angelo's neck, still striving to gulp air in but he could only manage the short gasps as the arms held firm around his body. Ethan felt the twitching cock inside his body as it delivered the last few drops of seed, he was light headed from lack of air and heat in the steam room. The arms eased from around his back at last he was able to fill his lungs with much needed air, as he regained his posture Ethan looked down to find that he had also ejaculated without touching or realising that he had. His head still buzzing from the mixture of the heat and excitement of what just happened Ethan closed his eyes, he felt Angelo close in and kiss him lovingly as a reward for a job well done, his ass remained firmly impaled on Angelo's cock providing no escape route for the toxic seed forcing Ethan to hold it in his body. Ethan became aware of the several grunts and groans of the audience as they finished masturbating watching the show before them. Slowly the crowd dispersed, the cool air hitting their bodies indicating the door had been opened as they left the steam room, Angelo noticed some of the men still optimistically lurking in the dense mist, they were waiting for him to release his victim. Angelo was not done with this boy yet, he broke away from the kiss wrapping his arms tightly around the young body again forcing Ethan's head to bury in his neck again as he pushed his hips up. Ethan involuntarily winced as the pain ran through his arse, Angelo was clearly indicating he was ready to fuck him again. Ethan clasped his hands around the neck and shoulders responding to Angelo, his ass was sore, if not completely on fire with pain but he knew trying to stop it would be futile. Ethan quickly learnt to rock his hips in a mix of movements as Angelo's cock speared deeper in to his ass. Sweat ran down both of their bodies making it difficult for them to keep hold of each other, Ethan moved his face towards Angelo's waiting mouth, their lips parted as they kissed like lovers. Every downward motion Ethan made was greeted by an upward thrust from Angelo, each time he hit bottom he moaned loudly in to Angelo's mouth. He felt the arms tighten sharply around his body, he knew what was coming. Their kiss broke and Ethan found himself staring deep in to Angelo's eyes as he prepared to breed the boy again. His muscles flexed fully and the grip tightened around Ethan's body again, the air escaping from his lungs, his chest being crushed harder than before up against Angelo's own. Ethan attempted to arch his back to relieve the pressure but the arms simply constricted harder bringing him back to Angelo. Ethan found he could no longer expand his chest to draw breath as his arse was forced down harder on his cock. Angelo let out a low long moan and his cock pulsed against Ethan's anal wall, Ethan grasped around Angelo's neck as he muttered 'Fuck' before another torrent of seed began entering his body. His body collapsed against Angelo whilst he was held tightly, for a moment time seemed to slow down as he could feel every pulse from the cock in his ass, he felt his own heart beating as it pounded against Angelo's chest. The grip around his body loosened and Ethan coughed as he drew breath shaking off the grogginess from lack of oxygen, he panted heavily against Angelo's neck. Ethan regained some composure and sat confused and dazed for a moment, never in his imagination did he think his first time would be so painful and yet a powerful force took over his body to want this more than anything. His senses gradually returning to normal and Ethan knew his body had taken enough. He leant forward looking at the striking face of the young man and kissed him on the lips. Slowly he tried to stand and lift his ass of the cock, emitting a slight cry of discomfort at the now softening cock beginning it's exit. One thing they didn't show in the porn videos was how challenging it was getting off the cock as it was going in. Angelo released his hold from around Ethan's back as he stood, his legs visibly unsteady so Angelo stood with him holding him up, he escorted him out of the steam room towards the showers to cool off. Angelo stood behind Ethan propping him up as he enjoyed the cool water pouring over his head and body, feeling refreshed and sort of back to normal Angelo went under the shower head next to him and began to clean himself up. Ethan turned and looked over at him, this was the first time he had the opportunity to really see the young man. The body sculptured to within an inch of perfection and those beautifully muscled and tattooed arms really did it for Ethan. But it was the face and those eyes that dazzled a sparkling light brown in a very captivating way. Angelo stared back at the young attractive guy pondering if he was actually old enough to be there but he knew Brad would have done his job properly. It took a moment for Ethan to realise that he was staring back him and he blushed slightly, Angelo cupped his face and brushed his lips against Ethan's before kissing him deeply. Amazingly they still had not spoken a word, Angelo guided him out of the showers and retrieved their towels, Ethan wrapped his around his waist and sat down on a nearby bench to relax. Ethan opened his eyes realising he must have dozed off and looked around but the young man was no where to be seen. A few older men were walking up and down obviously assessing the situation and rubbing their cocks under their towels as they passed by Ethan smiling. He felt uneasy at the attention he was drawing and made a beeline to the stairs to get out of their way, the last thing he needed now was sex since his ass was sore beyond belief. Ethan walked through the lounge area to the bar where Brad stood smiling. "Hello pretty boy, did you have fun?" he asked with a wide smile. Ethan looked with some annoyance at Brad and somewhat sharply asked "What's so funny?" Brad patted Ethan's hand "Nothing just asking if you had fun down there." Ethan turned to look around to see if the young man was there "Not sure I should have come here" Brad almost felt sorry for him. "Need your key?" "Yes please" Ethan answered. Brad handed him his key "Take your time baby." Ethan found Brad to be a little overbearing but kind of nice "Thank you" he replied as he turned to leave. Ethan entered the locker room and saw one other guy busy in his locker, he opened his own and pulled out his underwear and pushed the door slightly closed just as the other man moved in to his field of vision revealing his back. Ethan gulped at the tattoo painted dead square in the middle, it was an Angel with it's head bowed looking down, the hands were held open in the offering position, his eyes opened wider as each hand was offering a biohazard symbol. He was not so stupid and knew what the biohazard represented, he was so fixed on the tattoo he never thought to look at who it actually was. The man turned around and he opened his mouth coming face to face with the young Latin guy who just took his virginity, Angelo looked at him and smiled. Fear froze Ethan to the spot when he realised what had just happened, a poz guy had just cum in his ass twice and it was still inside him. Ethan darted in to the toilet cubicle locking the door behind him, he banged his head against the tiled wall quietly repeating the word fuck several times. Removing the towel he sat down on the toilet and did his best to expel the cum, every time he tried his arse burned in pain but nothing was coming out, he grabbed some toilet tissue and gently wiped his ass. On inspecting he saw only patches of red, he stayed sitting on the toilet with his head in his hands for several more minutes. He was beside himself with anger at how someone could do such a thing, but maybe he was to blame for not insisting on safe sex and just allowed him to fuck without any protest. Angelo shook his head as he finished dressing, he went to bar and grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note. The toilet door was still locked so Angelo slipped the note in the locker, he wasn't totally sure why he did it as it was a long shot but something in his heart told him to break with his own rules.

The past year has been quite remarkable. Andrew, Mike and I came through our sero-conversion with flying colors, and we all have Grade-A HIV coursing through our veins. Blake joined us on the trip to Windy City Tattoo to get an additional biohazard tattoo and to guide us through the process, since he has been there already. We all coordinated with the owner, Zak, regarding the standard biohazard tattoo above our cocks, and then put in our requests for our secondary tatts. Zak is poz and provides each recent Conversion Club success a premier experience. Blake got some color added to his pubic tattoo so that it will stand out more against his black skin, and got his second biohazard on his arm. The arm tattoo peeks out from underneath t-shirt/polo shirt sleeves. Andrew's second tattoo is on his right pec, placed so the bottom points of the symbol look as if they are pinchimg his nipple. Usually the biohazard symbol rests on upward facing curves, his is rotated slightly to create the pinchers. He also did that on his pubic tat so it looks like it's pinching his cunt. And my long-time friend Mike got his second biohazard tattoo on the back of his neck, and it shows above his t-shirt/polo shirts. I got a pec biohazard and it got it place so it shows when I wear a tank top. During warm weather if I don't have a tank top on, I'm shirtless, so I'm proud to announce my poz status anytime I can. Once the tatts were healed, it wasn't that big of a shock for the guys at the gym to see them, since there are a couple other Conversion Club members that go there ... other than the implied announcement that Mike, Andrew and I are now toxic. And we quickly learned it pays to advertise ... there are a lot of closet chasers out there that we've helped along their path. The three of us new Conversion Club members had our chance at pozzing willing initiates at a recent meeting. There were two guys, one from out of state, who wanted to lose their neg status. We all were totally into it, including Andrew who donated to the blood slam. On Tuesday afternoon I got a call from Doctor Woods asking if I was available to housesit for him over the weekend. He and Dr. Grant are heading to a medical conference and their usually house sitter had to cancel. "Yeah, I can do that," I replied, "I don't have anything going on and it will be nice to lay by the pool to get some color." "Excellent," he replied, "stop by tonight and you can pick up keys. We're on an early flight on Wednesday." "I'll see you then," I replied. After work I changed into my workout gear for the gym, and then headed over to Justin and Brad's place to pick up house keys. Brad met me at the door just wearing shorts and no shirt. He has such a pretty body, and his biohazard tattoo just makes him even hotter. "Hey Rik, great to see you!" he said. I replied, "Great to see you too, stud!" giving his nipple a tweak. Brad said, "That biohazard looks awesome ... nicely done!" He pulled my tank-top up so he could get a better look at my new ink. I grabbed his basket and said with a wink, "Your biohazard looks awesome too ... too bad it's covered up." He unzipped his shorts so they fell to the ground and then bent me over so I could suck his poz cock and get it hard. His response was to thrust his cock into my mouth and giving a yell "Justin, dinner's here!" I heard Justin enter the room and he started laughing. It wasn't long before I felt his hands pulling off my shorts and shirt. Brad and Justin swapped positions and it wasn't long before I felt Brad's cock rubbing against my hole. I said, "I didn't prepare for taking loads ... " Brad said, "We don't care. Your ass begs for toxic cum and we're going to give it to you. Let's fuck in the shower ... easier cleanup afterwards." They have a huge shower area with a douche hose setup, which is amazing. It's not often when your doctor says, "My poz cum is going to bring your immune system to its knees." but I was begging for the fuck of death, so I guess I was into a humiliation scene. And they knew it. Brad fucked me for a and would pull out, wiping his dirty cock all over me. Justin would take his place fucking my hole and do the same thing. "Yeah, he's a dirty pig, isn't he? We should text some pics of him to the Conversion Club to blow his squeaky-clean cover." Fuck, that made me hard! While Justin was fucking me Brad said, "He has no idea he's getting a new med-resistant strain. Let's give him a double dose of what we've been working on." I'm not sure what this is about, but I liked the sound of it. I was in a state of bliss when Justin said "I need to cum inside this slut." Justin said "Yeah dude, hurry up so I can shoot my disease inside him!" With that, Justin blew his charged load inside my hole. It wasn't too long after that when Brad slid inside me to gave me his toxic cum. I could feel both of their loads pulse in my hole, and it felt fantastic. We showered off and I got the house keys and security code. They said I could invite Mike, Andrew and Blake over while I was house sitting. I asked Justin about the new HIV strain. He said, "I shouldn't have said anything about that. We're going to make an announcement at the next Conversion Club meeting. You'll get the whole story. It'll be worth the wait." I gave them a kiss and wished them a safe trip ... and promised to let their infected loads marinate in my ass all night. Late Saturday morning, Mike, Andrew and Blake joined me at Justin and Brad's place. The weather was warm and the pool was just as inviting. It wasn't long before the four of us were naked in the sun and pool enjoying some beers. About two beers in, I said, "I gotta go in and piss, anyone need a beer or water? Blake said, "I'll take a water ... and I'll take your piss too don't waste it." I said, "Sweet! I'll take yours too." I brought back two waters out to the pool deck and told Blake to get on his knees. He willingly complied by positioning his lips under my cock, waiting for my flow to start. I told him, "Here it comes" and he wrapped his lips onto the tip of my cock, and then drank me dry. We switched places so I could drink from his cock. It doesn't take much to get his cock too hard to piss ... and I enjoy getting him stimulated. I lightly rub his piss slit with my tongue and drives him wild. "Dude, you're killing me ... I really got to piss!" It wasn't long until I got to take in all his hot piss. Once he was drained dry, I got up and gave him a deep passionate kiss. I said, "I hope I get a lot more of your cock today." He said, "It's a deal." After some time of sunning, my cellphone rang and I saw it was my younger brother, Tommy, calling me. "Tommy! What's going on?" "Hey Rik, I'm in town for a couple days to enjoy the weekend. You available to get together? It's been a long time." "Yeah, I'm house sitting through the weekend and you'd like the place. Mike is here with me now by the pool, along with a couple friends. You should stop over." "Perfect. I was hoping to hook up with Mike this weekend too, so this works great." I gave Tommy the address for the Uber driver and let the guys know Tommy was coming over. Andrew's first question was, "Please tell me he's going to be cool with us being naked." Mike said, "When they were growing up, Rik and Tommy never had clothes on when their parents were not home. It won't be a problem." Blake said, "Have you told him you're poz yet?" I said, "No, not yet, but I think my tattoos will tell him all he needs to know." The doorbell rang and I put on a pair of shorts to let Tommy in the house. I gave him a hug and saw him glance at the biohazard. I said, "Let's go to the pool, the guys are out there." Andrew, Mike and Blake were in the pool when Tommy walked out there. I shucked off my shorts and said, "This is a naked only event ... get undressed." Tommy quickly threw off his clothes and sat on an open chaise lounge and the guys came out of the pool for introductions. Mike gave Tommy a hug and said, "Hey stud, good to see you. You're still a younger version of Rik ... it's crazy." Tommy laughed and said, "You look the same too ... except for those amazing nipples. They're getting huge!" Tommy rubbed his finger over one nip and took a quick suck on the other one. Both Mike and Tommy's cocks started getting aroused from the attention. I interjected to introduce the other guys standing next to me before they started fucking right in front of us, "Tommy, this is Andrew and this is Blake." Handshakes and nipple tweaks all around and then we took a seat on the lounges. Tommy said, "I gotta ask ... What's with the biohazard tattoos?" I asked, "You like them?" He replied, "Yeah ... they're pretty cool, but I'm used to seeing them on poz guys." I said, "Yep ... and we are." "All four of you?" "Yeah, all of us." "Dude ... that's crazy. Undetectable, right?" "Actually, we're not. We're unmedicated and pretty toxic." "Whoa ... that's hot!" Tommy had a smile on his face, and I looked around ... so did the other guys at this point. Tommy's cock started to get hard again. I said, "Well, this isn't the reaction I thought you'd have. Since you never really came out to me, I didn't know how you would take this news. Your cock tells me you're cool with being around poz guys." That was an understatement. Tommy's cock was fully hard by now, and the other guys were rock hard watching his cock fill out. Even Andrew was hard with his nub sticking out. Tommy said, "I dated a poz guy at school. He was really sexy ... great cock ... but was scared to death of getting his cum near me. He wasn't on meds and he made me go on PrEP but he was still to frightened to fuck me. I asked, "so he wouldn't fuck you at all?" He replied, "No ... and I wanted it bad." Mike asked, "You were into it even though he was poz?" Tommy shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah, he was hot and I wanted him. He never found out I never took the PrEP." Andrew said, "Sounds like you've been chasing a while." Tommy said, "Not really ... he was really special and it was different." Mike said, "I gotta piss here, anyone thirsty?" I said "Yeah, I haven't had yours yet today." I got down in front of Mike, pulled back his foreskin and rubbed my tongue over his PA ring. I said, "I love your pierced cock. I'm sure it helps get guys holes ready for your infected load. I might need to get mine done." Mike said, "Here's my piss..." and I drank him dry. Tommy checked out our boners and then smiled. He said, "I've never given or taken piss, but I really want to try it." I said, "Go grab something to drink and tank up." Blake said, "We just met, but I'll give you mine if you give me yours!" Tommy smiled and said, "We're just talking about piss, right?" Blake said, "Whatever you want, stud!" He came back with a beer and walked over to my chaise, brought his lips to my cock and said, "Let me taste your poz precum." With that, he inhaled my cock and brought my uncut cock fully hard. Tommy and I fooled around when we were sharing a bedroom, but this was different. Clearly, he's had practice sucking cock ... and he's totally cool with sucking poz cock. Andrew said, "If Tommy plays his cards right, he'll be poz before the sun goes down!" After a minute sucking my cock, he got up and moved over to Mike's cock. "Hope you're ok with me tasting everyone here," he said to nobody in particular. Mike said, "Hope you're ok with us sliding up your neg hole too!" Tommy didn't reply but spent some time sucking Mike's pierced uncut cock before moving over to Blake. Blake said, "Yeah, Tommy ... let me fuck your mouth before I fuck your hole ... just like I did to your big brother." He sucked Blake's cock for a couple minutes before moving over to Andrew. Tommy said, "This is new to me ... tell me what to do." Andrew smiled and said, "See my cock? Put it in your mouth and suck me." Andrew spread his legs and pulled Tommy's face firmly into his crotch. After a while Tommy came up for air and moved over to his chaise. He said, "That was amazing." I said to Tommy, "I have a question. Are you really chasing poz cum?" He paused and said, "I'm pretty sure I am." I said, "Pretty sure ... Listen, I would love to poz you ... and these guys could certainly help get it done. But "pretty sure" isn't good enough." Mike said, "It's a huge decision, Tommy. But it's the best one I ever made." Blake said, "I'd love to poz him. It would be just like when you and I first started fucking ... like poz breeding a clone of you." I said, "Let's take a break and go into the pool for a little bit and cool off before we do something stupid." We all jumped in the pool to cool off. It provided a break to clear our heads and talk about what might or might-not happen. Tommy swam over to me and asked "Did one of these guys poz you?" I smiled and said, "Wow ... this is going to be a little complicated. Here's the bumper sticker version: My doctor is poz and so are some of his employees. His husband is poz too. All of them fucked me bareback after I went off PrEP. Then I met Blake at the gym and he fucked me bareback afterwards on the night we met. Then the doctor arranged a conversion party for Mike, Andrew and I. We were guests of honor of the party. Not long after that I converted. So, in theory, Blake might have pozzed me, but I've had a lot of toxic, unmedicated loads before I converted." Tommy's eyes bugged out and his mouth was hanging open. You could tell he was trying to process what I just told him. The one part of his that already processed it was his cock ... his cock ... a mirror copy of mine ... was totally erect. I pulled my brother close to me and gave him a kiss. I told him, "I've wanted to fuck you for a very long time. Getting my cock inside you is the stuff dreams are made of. But things are different now. Talk to the other guys before you make your decision. We all want to fuck you ... but you'll be guaranteed to be poz afterwards." He replied, "Ok." Tommy swam over to Blake and asked, "So, do you think you're the one that pozzed my older brother?" Blake smiled and said, "Rik got a couple toxic loads into him before I got fucked him, but I'd like to think I'm his poz daddy. He did blood slams and one of those might have done it" Tommy said, "Besides having my older brother be the first one to breed me, it would be hot to have his breeder be the one to breed me." Blake grabbed Tommy's cock and said, "We'd have a lot of fun working to convert your hole, if you decided to go through with it." Mike was facing away from Tommy when he swam over to him. Tommy reached from behind and grabbed Mike's budding nipples. Mike said, "Easy big boy, those are really sensitive. Go lightly on them." Tommy eased up and lightly teased Mike's huge areolas. He then started kissing Mike's biohazard tattoo at the top of his neck. Tommy asked, "Did this hurt? It's so sexy." Mike said, "Just a little bit, but it was totally worth it. All of the guys in the Conversion Club have biohazard tattoos, and I love having guys see that I'm poz and toxic. It's so important to who I am." Tommy replied, "We've known each other all our lives. I think this is what I want. What should I do? I really like the idea of getting pozzed ... and you guys are awesome. I also think getting converted by the Conversion Club is a fantasy come true." Mike said, "Only you can make that decision." Lastly, Tommy went over to Andrew and reached out to stroke the biohazard on his chest. Andrew said, "Kiss it. Kiss my tatt." Tommy reached around to Andrew's legs to lift his tattoo out of the water and started lightly licking and kissing his biohazard mark. "Yeah Tommy, suck my tattoo and think about getting the virus in you." Andrew reached down to Tommy's cock and rubbed it up and down his lips. A couple times, Andrew slipped Tommy's cock inside him, being careful to avoid having him cum ... just yet. Andrew said, "You know getting infected is a one-way trip, right?" Tommy replied, "Yeah, the risk makes sex with guys so much hotter. Any guy can be poz." Andrew said, "You ever have sex with a guy and then worry that you were unsafe." Tommy said, "Yeah, a couple times." By then, Mike, Blake and Rik were standing around them. "I don't like condoms ... nobody does." Andrew replied, "We don't worry about that any longer. We fuck whomever we want and we don't care about them being poz. We take poz cum and sometimes poz blood and it just makes our virus stronger." Tommy said, "That would be so fucking hot to have you guys convert me ... but the Conversion Club ... as scary as that sounds ... would be amazing." Mike said, "Think about it ... you don't have to decide this minute." We moved over to the lounge chairs to dry off. I hugged Tommy and said, "Whatever you decide, I support you 100%. You're my baby brother and I'll love you always." He said, "I'm you're 6'4" baby brother ... and I love you too. I've wanted you to fuck me as long as I can remember ... I didn't know how to ask for it." He and I made out for a couple minutes, and then he leaned over and kissed the biohazard tattoo on my chest. Blake reached over and lightly stroked Tommy's nipple saying, "Remember, that tattoo has to be earned. You have to take toxic cum to earn that." Tommy whispered, "I want that." Standing behind him, Mike pulled Tommy's ass cheeks apart to get his tongue up and down his crack. I pulled Tommy down further to move his lips from my chest biohazard to my pubic tattoo. He started licking my uncut cock but I moved it away, instead focusing his attention to my tattoo. "Yeah, suck my tattoo ... It is the tattoo you earn with the Conversion Club. It means we're all infected with HIV and we're not going on meds." Tommy whispered, "I want that." I moved my uncut cock towards his lips and then spread my poz precum on his lips. I milked my cock a couple times so there was a lot of it get get on them. "Taste my infected precum, little brother. It first goes on these lips ... and then the virus goes on your asslips." Tommy whispered, "I want that." I put my hands on his head to bring him up and had him stand up to look in my eyes. I asked, "It sounds like you want a lot of things in general, but we're interested in hearing exactly what it is." Tommy said, “I want to piss.” I said, “Really? That’s what you have to say? He said, “Dude … I gotta piss, so how about you help a brother out. I’ve never pissed in a guy’s mouth before, so help me out.” I got on my knees and put his neg uncut cock in my mouth. I never realized how fat my cock is, and it takes having an identical one to mine to bring it home. After a moment he started a slow stream of piss … and I drained him dry without missing a drop. He said, “That was amazing. It felt like an extended orgasm. I want more of that.” I said, “Oh, you’ll get more of that … and whatever else you decide on … which brings us back to the question … are you leaving tonight negative or are you going to walk out of here poz?” Tommy thought about it for a minute and said, "I know what I want. I want you guys to fuck me and poz me. I want my big brother to breed me first, and then Blake. I want Rik to have the first chance at pozzing me, and then next the guy that bred him. After Blake, I want Mike to fuck me with his piercing in his cock, and then I want Andrew to infect me next. After that, I'd like to meet the Conversion Club guys at the next meeting and have them breed me. That's exactly what I want. I want to earn my biohazard and be proud of getting your HIV."