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Happy 4th. Trucker hit me up on sniffies wanting a BJ, I don’t like to swallow but told him he could cum in my ass. He loved that idea. Older man, 60, 5’ 9” 160 6 cut. I drove to the truck stop, parked, walked to his truck and climbed in. He was naked in the back. I took my shorts off and started sucking. He was fingering my hole. This made him get nice and hard. He didn’t mention he was thick as a beer can. I kept gagging on his cock. Took a break to jack him and sniff his pits. They were nice and ripe. About that time he said “I’m about to shoot”. Like a good bottom I jump up, straddled him and slid in and he shot inside me. Felt amazing. Pulled off. Cleaned his cock off like a good bottom. Climbed out of the truck and left.

I'm so stupid. I thought everyone was honest about their status. I was wrong. I just turned 18 a couple of days ago and decided to hit the apps. It didn't take long for me to start getting messages. I've always had a thing for older men and about ten of them in their 40's or above flooded my mailbox. I was looking for safe sex and all but one wanted to breed me. I declined their offer but kept them as favorites just in case. The gentleman that won my virginity said he was neg and would use a condom. Two hours later I'm standing at his door nervous as hell. He opened the door and led me directly into his bedroom. He had me strip down and then remove his clothes as well. I noticed he had a few tattoos but it was kinda dark in his room so I really couldn't tell what they were. While on my knees removing his socks he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat. I didn't resist because I was there to serve. He fucked my mouth good for about ten minutes before holding me still and cumming down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow. He said he was clean so I had no worries about swallowing his cum. After he finished he had me get on the bed on my stomach. He got on the bed with me and spread my cheeks. He then starts eating my hole and helping me loosen up. Occasionally it felt like his fingernails would scrape my insides but I thought that was normal so I didn't say anything. After about 15 minutes of eating my hole and getting me ready he told me it was time to say goodbye to my innocence. I heard him open up the condom but I didn't look back to make sure he actually put it on. Big mistake. He slid his cock in slowly to let my ass adjust to his size. He was around 7 inches long and fairly thick. Not as thick as a coke can but close enough. Once my ass adjusted to his cock he held a bottle under my nose and told me to sniff. I did as he said and soon my head was swimming but I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life. He started fucking my hole slow at first. Every few minutes he would have me sniff the bottle again and by now my penis was so hard it was hurting. My ass loosened up more and he really started fucking my ass harder and faster. He had me take another hit of the bottle and I lost all inhibitions. I wanted to feel his cum inside me. I started begging him to flood my ass. He let out an evil laugh and said don't worry slut you're going to get more than just my cum. Just then he let out a primal scream and I felt his cum flooding my ass. Being so horny and high I started cumming myself without ever touching my penis. As the euphoria started wearing off I realized I had taken him raw and his cum was brewing inside of me. Before I had time to do anything he grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in my ass. Still dazed by everything that just happened I was strapped to the bed with my ass on display. I realized what happened and tried to protest to no avail. Because I wouldn't be quiet he put tape over my mouth and told me to shut up. Once I calmed down he told me that he was poz and not on meds. For some reason upon hearing this I had another orgasm without touching myself. My body shook from the orgasm. It dawned on me that I was now this man's cumdump for as long as he wanted me. I didn't fight it and just accepted my fate.

I have written Love, Freedom, and Royal to tell my fantasy of being the chosen one. This story plays out as my true feelings and fantasies I have in life, in a fantasy setting. I just think the ideas are really hot Please be aware that the start of this story is to establish the scene and current day adventures of Chance Royal, a Prince of a secluded kingdom far, far, away Part 1 - The Man Every year, a festival takes place outside the Royal Mansion. To celebrate the birthdays of the 18 year old men who graduated from their education. People from around the kingdom would come to celebrate the coming-of-age ceremony for the talented. Having been situated in on a relatively poor part of the world, citizens would attend lavish parties at the Royal’s to enjoy their hospitality, excellent food, and refreshing drink. This year was particularly special. An ash blond hair, slightly freckled, green eyed boy stood out. Mannerisms curved, punctual, neatly dressed. For he was the son of the King Royal, and thus he was pure and well disciplined. After the ceremonies were complete, and all speech had been said, our prince, Chance, took the stage. He called for all staff and all fresh young adults to prepare for the after party. Chance was escorted to a private room, similarly to rooms anchors on news channels have. Staff began undressing Chance, and grooming him. He pulled down his underwear, and blond bush popped out. A staff member trimmed down his bush to a beautiful tuft. They bathed and washed him, which considering the only ones allowed to do so we’re men, Chance would get excited when these men touched his naked body. Chance never thought anything of it. The staff are there to help him. Just something that happened frequently. Chance arrived downstairs at the party. Everyone was naked. The lights were dim, and the smell of alcohol and a tinge of sweat filled the room. Chance stood in the middle of the room, “We are adults now! We must finish our coming-of-age story here and fulfill our destinies!” Chance huffed and let out one final remark, “Let’s fuck!” Everyone in the room began to grope one another. Young men and women’s bodies move liked water in the ocean, bumping against another, grinding. The smell of sweat was intoxicating. Pheromones flooded the air and Chance’s cock was rock hard. But something caught his eye. In the corner of the room, with a shadow on his face, a man sat. Hairy, muscular, untrimmed, tattooed, pierced. Sex, lust, passion… Sex. Chance’s thoughts were racing. This was a young adult party, but he decided to venture to the older man to find out why he was there. “Who are you?” Chance asked him. Nervous, as he had never seen an older man naked, and he could feel his cock starting to firm up. A bead of sweat dripped down his back, landing in his ass crack. “Oh, boy, I think that you’re in the wrong place. You don’t wanna fuck with me, boy.” The figure leaned forward into the light. “I ain’t your type. You’re a rich, sheltered boy. A Royal. I’m nothing. Garbage to you.” Chance stared at him dazed, the man knew who Chance was, but Chance had never seen the man before. He was intrigued indeed. He sat next to the older man, staring at his cock as he sat down. He could smell the man, like sweat and and booze. Chance couldn’t help that his cock was growing hard, and the man didn’t seem to mind. His cock was growing bigger by the second too. Chance pulled the man away, and they left the party together to go to his room. Same sex was frowned upon by the king. Even in a modern world, the kingdom was run and felt like a medieval kingdom, just with modern day buildings. Chance thought about the man’s cock, he wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock inside of him. Once they arrived in the bedroom, the older man bent Chance over the bed, spit on his cock, and slathered it across Chance’s hole. The short hairs tickling the man’s cock, he moaned in pleasure. Chance couldn’t contain himself, pushing his ass backwards. The man pulled back, and told Chance he needed to loosen up first. The man shoved his finger inside of chance, scraping his rectum with his fingernail. He dug deeper, and chance squealed in pain. The man ripped his finger out, and apologized to Chance, saying he didn’t mean to do that. But he did. The man slid his cock inside of Chance, deep. The blood lubricated his hole more. The man thrusted harder. The asshole puckered and squeezed. Juices and blood leaked out of his hole, dripping to the floor. The man pumped faster, harder, ripping into Chance’s hole. Relentless, and merciless, the man tore up his hole until his whole body seized up and he exploded inside the prince. Cum, blood, spit, and ass juice leaked from Chance. “Well you don’t know me, but I know you. You’re poz now. You have HIV now. You will get AIDS. Do you understand?” The man clouted, boasting in stature. The prince swallowed hard, he clearly knew what had just happened, but HIV and AIDS was only a myth and legend in his kingdom. However, Chance was severely turned on by this, but he was worried. The prince left, as the man bellowed a deep laugh. Of course, it only took two weeks for the kingdom to weep as Prince Chance Royal, of King Darwin Royal, fell ill to a mysterious disease. Chance never told a soul as he recovered. And the world didn’t bat an eye, all was well in the Kingdom Royal. For now. Part 2 Preview: 2 Years Later The king passed away 3 months from the annual festival for coming-of-age adults. As the new king, Charles changed the after party. For one lucky person will get the chance to have sex with the king each year. The girls went wild, while the men had no idea.

Wow, that not only is rude, but I TOTALLY disagree. But here is the real thing- how many stories have YOU written and put up on here for everyone to read? Zero? Denver is taking the time and effort to contribute something for our enjoyment. So you do not like the story, or the addition of pictures- read someone elses contribution that you find stimulating- or again, better yet- put up or shut up. What your post may well have done is deter someone else from submitting a story or rough draft of an idea they have. Yeah, some of the writers who put up stories for us to enjoy have typo's or syntax errors-- but I appreciate ( and I would venture to say a lot of the other men on here do as well) the effort and attempt. To DenverHandyMan- I have been enjoying the story and DO hope you will continue producing chapters for us. I am anxious and eager to see where you , Phil ,Tyler, and who knows who else ( the entire baseball team??LOL) end up in this plot. THANK YOU for the time and effort- and please, feed me another chapter- I need to bust another load out !

Three loads today. Fuck buddy of mine that I haven't heard form in awhile text me "Miss the cunt" out of the blue so I made it a point to remedy that. Went over to his place and was immediately on my knees with the big 8" uncut Brazilian cock in my mouth. Wasn't long before he had me face down in his mattress slamming the hell out of my hungry hole. He came twice, never pulled out or stopped fucking, and tried for a third before he admitted he was spent... Come to find out, one of the reasons I hadn't heard from him is that he'd move to the far side of Dallas. Its a bit of a trek compared to his old shag pad, but when the fuck is good its worth the drive. I figured, since I was so far outside my usual territory, I hoped on Sniffies and Grindr. Wasn't disappointed. DL straight back guy hit me up looking for a quick "down low" fuck while his girl was out. Snuck me into his place and went straight for my hole. Big thick dick, could feel it throbbing as he bred me.

Part 56 - A Final Royal Dalliance Tom and Mateo sat by the waters edge deep in conversation, somehow Tom already knew their antics would be coming to an end soon so this was their chance to make the most of their raunchy sessions. Hannes made no secret that if his relationship with Mateo progressed he wanted them to exclusive. Tom was also acutely aware that he had to put all his effort in to Gareth, after all he had heard from Asa that Gareth was a handful in bed. It was the more outdoor type of guy that Gareth was that really captured Tom, well he was a farmer boy at heart and he loved the rugged edginess about Gareth, aside from his apparent very ripped body and blond hair. Alex and Max wandered over curious as to what the two of them were so deep in conversation about, they were happy for Mateo but also worried knowing how sexually involved Tom was with him. Liam called over as the butler approached to collect their things now the sun was setting. They all piled back to the royal suite for dinner without having to shower, it certainly made a change from all the normal formality. The seven of them chilled out, relaxed and just enjoying themselves for once. Artem was finding the whole experience eye opening, being around so many people in love was surfacing a deep hearted secret and desire. Ever since that kiss with Alex, where he lied through his teeth, he was never in the head space to accept or contemplate men. He had come to understand that maybe there was a hint of him being bisexual and seeing them all happy was leaving him out. It certainly hadn't disgusted him kissing Alex, but he was a prince and he was more of stickler for Royal Protocol than Liam was. Matters had not been helped seeing Franco waver over this ballet dancer, there was a merest hint of jealously since they had become very good friends. Subtle things like enjoying it when Franco put his arm around him when they walked and talked or swam together. Right now he didn't know what to do about it, instead he took a back seat and just enjoyed their friendship and keeping him at arms length, more for his own protection than anything. Franco, Liam and Artem decided to go and watch the live music in the main bar, naturally giving strict instructions that Alex and Max were to stay in the suite and telling Tom and Mateo they were in charge of the wellbeing. Alex laughed and Max was no better, but the stern look they got from Liam and Franco, who was becoming a chip off the Liam block, told them they were not joking. Liam went to the bar and ordered some drinks and whilst waiting he turned looking around the bar. He smiled noticing how Franco and Artem sat there having an animated discussion, there was a certain sparkle in Franco's eyes that watched every move Artem made. Smiling he turned back to the barman and picked up the bottles of beer. Tom returned to the balcony and seeing the three of them off "Now what?" he asked sitting down. "Want some more wine?" Max asked waving the bottle at Tom, "Nah, would rather have you!" he said. Alex chuckled and sat forward "Mateo, how about it?" he asked, "Your last bit of sex with us?". Mateo stood looking impatiently at Alex "Come on" he said holding his hand out. There was very little formality with the four of them piling in to bedroom of Alex and Max, even during the short journey from the balcony to the bed they were all pent up, flirting and fondling outrageously. Swapping around and now Tom grabbed Alex and kissed him deeply moving him backwards until his knees buckled hitting the edge of the bed and falling back, Tom instantly on top pinning his arms above his head and continuing to kiss him. Max receiving an onslaught from Mateo relinquished any protesting as he knew that once he was in the mood he was the one who would be playing bottom first. Tom had stripped Alex naked and stood in the middle of the room enjoying a more sensual kiss as their hands roamed over each others bodies, Tom let out a loving sigh, his hands glided across the prince's smooth skin reaching down and grabbing the firm arse cheeks in caressing moves. Alex's hand was massaging Tom's balls quickly bringing him to an even harder erection, Tom moaned and quickly moved his hands up to Alex's shoulders pushing him down on to his knees. Tenderly Alex ran his tongue over the head and down the shaft of his cock causing it to bounce several times in anticipation, his tongue reaching the base then circled underneath as he kissed the succulent balls one by one, gently sucking on them and moving his tongue along the underneath of the shaft back to the head where again he licked it over before his lips closed around. Tom let out deep moan 'Oh fuck yes' he said through his moaning as Alex slipped deeper increasing the pressure of his sucking and closing his mouth around the cock. Normally by now Tom would have forced the guys head deep and throat fucked him but he was entranced with the technical work being done on his cock, that and he was a prince. It was subtle at first then grew as Alex tasted the tinge of saltiness telling him that Tom was already producing precum, his hands held firmly on to Tom's arse cheeks and he could feel the trembling in his legs. Alex kissed the head of his cock and stood up taking hold of it he guided Tom over to the bed where they both climbed on and resumed their kissing, hands wandering all over each other caressing and stroking, Alex moved his head down to Tom's left nipple where he sucked and bit softly and moving Tom on to his back. Alex worked his tongue down Tom's young body reaching the cock he licked his way up and closed in on the head again, Tom moaned and grabbed Alex's head forcing him down deeper on his cock with surprising results, he was amazed and surprised how talented Alex was. He allowed himself a few moments of pleasure controlling the prince before releasing his hand, his mouth worked back up the cock now drenched in saliva, noisily kissing his way back towards Tom's mouth. He greeted Alex with open mouth and their tongues swirling around depositing saliva in each other, slowly he swung his leg over Tom's body and his body followed sitting astride and looking down at Tom smiling. Gently his arse ran the length of the cock until Tom pushed him back slightly forcing it between his cheeks. He reached up and stroked Alex's face then placed his hand behind his neck pulling him forward to resume their kiss, his hips manipulating his cock towards Alex's hole. As soon as contact was made he wrapped his other arm around Alex's back pulling him down. He gasped in to Tom's mouth and winced slightly at the pain as his cock slipped inside, Alex leaned up pushing himself further down and taking all of Tom. Catching him off guard Max rolled Mateo on to his back and assumed the top position. As if the other knew what was about to happen their hands began wrestling for dominance but Mateo certainly had the strength advantage over Max. Flipping Max back over he was on top briefly before Max rolled him over again and this time managing to pin his arms across his chest. He looked over at the beautiful sight of Alex and Tom mid flow, his hands struggling to keep Mateo pinned down to the bed 'Stop struggling Mateo' Max said softly rubbing his arse against Mateo's cock. He smiled up at him 'Sit on it!' he demanded, Max laughed and leant forward kissing him and lifting his arse up and wriggling it until he got Mateo's cock poised at his hole. Max bit on his lower lip easing back as his cock opened him up sharply sinking all the way inside in one fluid motion. Alex moaned gently with his hips moving back and forth grinding down on his cock, he smiled then leaned forward kissing him deep. It was all Tom needed to know and he thrusted his hips up hard taking Alex, he was met by the prince grinding down harder against his cock. Their mouths touching, his arms wrapped around Alex holding him as they looked in to each others eyes. He made the mistake of glancing sideways as Max was being penetrated, the moment got Tom so worked up he didn't sense the start signs of his orgasm, instead it rushed through his body and expressing itself through his hips that pushed up hard against Alex's arse. Tom moaned pushing his hips up higher causing Alex to fall forward crashing their mouths together and leading to a frantic, erratic kiss. The force of his orgasm brought Alex to his, his hands pounding against the bed like he was possessed moving his hips back and forth harder until finally he felt it ebbing away. Max began bouncing on Mateo's cock, slowly at first then picking up speed and driving harder, he was loving having control of Mateo for once. He stared down moaning and smiling at him. It was a momentary lapse on his behalf that gave Mateo enough of an advantage to throw Max off balance and roll him on his back with his cock still buried in his arse, he made a pretend of resisting but was laughing and moaning at the same time. Mateo gently slapped him on the face then began to hammer home nailing Max good and proper, well it was good whilst it lasted Max thought. Mateo leaned forward and they kissed several times. Max gabbed his cock feeling his orgasm building up and managed to rub twice getting his foreskin back in time to expel his seed with some force, hitting him on the chin and chest. Mateo felt the change in Max's arse around his cock through his orgasm, he pushed in balls deep and began deep fucking Max knowing he was about to shoot his load. His whole body lurched and jerked forward then he moaned wildly, jabbing his cock hard several times then pushing down harder. Max grabbed hold of Mateo's waist gasping at the sheer force of his climax, until he stopped and ground his arse smiling down at Max. His lips clamped down on to Max's mouth rewarding him a very Mateo style kiss, despite their sex over his cock retained its firmness making his withdrawal painfully noisy. Max heaved a sigh of relief as he laid beside him. All of a sudden the four of them were laying on their backs giggling away like naughty school children from the heady mix of wine and the humidity. Tom was nodding off in a happy blissful state where as Mateo now kneeled looking at Alex 'Oh god!' he said trying to complain but knowing it was no good. He found himself spun over on to his stomach like a rag doll. Mateo dived down and rimmed Alex's hole causing him to squeal in pleasure, his eyes opened wider and looked directly at Max who grinned inching away from Alex who now looked as if he was bracing for impact from the rear. Sure enough the mattress sank slightly either side of his body as Mateo loomed over his body feeling his cock pushing up between his cheeks where it met his hole gliding it forward prising him open again. Alex moaned burying his head in the pillow the more he was penetrated by Mateo. His hips pushed forward and held position bottoming out in Alex, slowly he raised them the pushed down again causing Alex's legs to wriggle and lift up. Mateo chuckled and repositioned himself hooking the legs and pinning them to the bed, lowering himself down on top of Alex. Positioning his arms above Alex's head and ever so gently and he began fucking him. Slow at first taking his time kissing Alex when ever his head raised up from the deep penetrating strokes. He was incredibly turned on by the moaning coming from Alex, decreasing the time between each stroke and speed at which he was delivering them, he could feel Alex's feet squirming against the restraint, his high pitched moans now filled the room constantly waking Tom up from his slumber. Mateo shifted his position as he began to increase momentum, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer as Alex was now pushing up meeting his downward thrusts 'Lay still, I do the work' Mateo said softly and Alex nodded. He continued fucking Alex with a mixture of soft tactile motions then hard fast ones. He let out a guttural moan as a warning shot before leaning forward, Alex felt the dull pain from Mateo's cock forcing its way deeper then holding there as his body went rigid, he moaned in pleasure unleashing his seed in to him in several torrents. The orgasm faded and his body collapsed on top of Alex as he now moved back to gentle caressing thrusts. Max laid there playing with his cock and looked at Tom who was halfway between drifting off to sleep. He chuckled and pushed Tom over on to his stomach, Tom raised his head feeling Max climb on top of him, turning to look at him he smiled and pushed his arse up. Max rubbed his cock between his arse cheeks then pushed down penetrating him with delectable movements. Tom giggled and moaned 'Dam!' he cried out as Max bottomed out in him and began fucking. Lowering his body down until he laid on top of Tom dead weighting him with just enough movement to kiss him. His arse moving up and down providing the momentum for his cock as he slowly fucked him. His hands grabbed hold of Tom's, the both moaned wildly as he picked up speed, Tom pushing his arse up to match his thrusts. His orgasm quickly surfacing through his aroused state after watching Alex and Mateo. His whole body stretched forward and his hips pushed down hard, moaning louder feeling his cock jump then pulse, setting his orgasm free through his cock. Tom giggled as Max kissed his then laying his down facing Tom the simply looked each other in the eye, both had big smiles on their face. It was such a satisfied look on Tom's face that it caused Max to laugh and grind his cock deeper in to Tom. Mateo laid on top of Alex for several minutes watching Max at work 'Nice!' he said rolling on to his side cuddling up to Alex who ran his hand over both Tom and Max. The ceiling fan blew cooling air over their bodies, Mateo was the only one awake and stared up at the fan as it silently cut through the air. Hannes was in his thoughts and he smiled turning his head watching the prince sleep. Not only had he found love, he finally had a proper life that was really his own, it was all down to the body laying close to him. He rolled on to his side and kissed Alex who murmured before turning on to his side pulling Mateo with him and falling back to sleep. Returning to a quiet suite Liam poked his head in the door and saw the four bodies strewn across the bed in various positions. Why he even bothered checking he had no idea, he knew they would probably end up in bed. By the time Mateo and Tom woke and tried to discreetly leave and head to their own suit Alex and Max were wide awake in each others arms. "So what now?" Alex asked with Max laying on top of him, "What happens with us?". Max kissed him delicately "We get married" he replied unsure where Alex was going with his question. Alex wrapped his arms around Max "No I mean us. Do we become exclusive?" he asked. Max chuckled "You are certainly not taking a mistress, no matter how royal you are" he replied. "Be serious Max" Alex pleaded and looking serious, "I would be happy what ever we decide". Max had no idea what to do in reality and shrugged "Keep it in the family" he suggested. Alex leaned up and kissed him "You mean Marty and Josh?" he asked. Max laughed "I think they consider us part of their relationship". Alex about to speak but Max put his hand over his mouth "Stop talking and let me make love to you". Alex smiled and ran his fingers down his back as their lips softly touched. Franco was already up and sitting on the beach having finished his first morning swim. Artem stood on the balcony looking across to beach where he sat, he was worried about the protection officers erratic behaviour around him. Sometimes he was close like best friends like last night, now this morning when he left for a swim it was like he was the one keeping a distance. Liam walked out on to the balcony with a cup of coffee seeing Artem staring over at Franco. Artem turned his head and smiled at his appearance "What is with you two?" Liam asked quietly. "Nothing" Artem quickly replied but Liam was not fooled by the look in his eye. Liam leaned on the balcony "He is actually very sexy for a guy" he said nodding towards Franco. Artem shrugged "If you say so" he mumbled trying not to look at Franco. "Would be a shame to see him end up with that ballet dancer" Liam said offering his coffee to Artem. "You think they will?" Artem asked accepting the cup and taking a swig. It was Liam's turn to shrug "He is very private about his private life, but there was a spark". Artem faked a smile "It is not easy having a lover outside of our royal world" Liam added. "I know. People just don't understand our devotion to them" Artem replied handing the cup back. Liam put his arm around his shoulder "You have a good friendship with Franco" he said. "What is that suppose to mean?" Artem replied looking defensive. Liam studied him for a moment then smiled "Just that. But I would look at it closely if I was you". Artem looked back over to Franco "That is a first getting advice from you" he said smiling. "Go to him and clear this wedge out of the way, we are beginning to notice it" Liam warned him. Liam always saw Artem playing the straight man rather too well, yet something weird had happened ever since Franco met this ballet dancer. He was more worried about Franco and that he may be veering off course and end up getting hurt dating an outsider. He was also being disrupted by whatever was boiling under the surface that had him wondering if it was Artem seeing them together. Ever since he knew Franco the guy always had that veil of mystery shrouding him, it wasn't to be secretive in any way, the guy just didn't talk about his personal life or preferences, to him that was his private world and no ones business. Artem looked at Liam knowing full well his friend was right, he stood up straight and left the balcony. Liam watched without saying a word as he left the suite and appeared walking slowly across the beach, he sat down beside Franco who looked and smiled at him. "Franco" Artem said looking at him, "We need to talk about this situation" he said. Franco looked at him "I wasn't aware there was one" he replied. "Why are you being so distant around me and then close?" Artem asked being deadly serious. Franco stared out across the ocean "Has anyone said anything to you?" he asked quietly. Artem shook his head "No. Is it just me reading too much in to how you are behaving?" he asked. Franco looked at him then turned away quickly "Are you sure it is me?" he asked. "What has happened to us Franco?" Artem asked looking at him, "How did we get to his point?". Franco smiled staring ahead "You are a very sexy man Artem, but I respect and love you as a friend". Artem glanced at him "Thanks" he replied, "No more awkwardness Franco, agreed?". "Can we keep this between us?" Franco asked looking at him. Artem nodded "I thought that would go without question Franco!" he exclaimed. Artem was unsure weather to mention that Liam was suspecting a slight rift between them, instead he chose to ignore it and leave it at that. What happened next was completely unexpected, Franco patted Artem on the shoulder and he turned to look at Franco. Neither of them gave it any thought and they kissed briefly before Artem realised what they were doing. Artem knew this a dangerous game of lives and reputations being played here, let alone their friendship and the kiss was a big mistake. He couldn't hide the fact that he had always found Franco fascinating and loved being in his presence, and yes, the guy was handsome with a very sexual allure about him. The kiss had the opposite effect confusing them both at the same time. It was never planned or intended but neither could understand why it had happened. "Artem! Artem!" Franco said softly, "Are you okay?" he asked looking concerned. "You know everyone will still love you not matter what" Artem said. Franco looked at him with some bizarre look "What are you going on about?" he asked. Artem stood up noticing Liam watching them "You should consider the ballet dancer" he said. Franco scratched his head completely at a loss, now it was Artem who couldn't face turning around and looking at him. Artem cursed to himself feeling angry for telling Franco to go after the ballet dancer, pushing them together like that. All he could figure out was seeing Franco over the last few days with barely any clothes on had given him weird unusual feelings. Liam didn't know what to make of what he just saw and it now looked like Franco was wrapped up in some weird confused exploit. Franco stood up and joined Artem for a swim. Liam shook his head and walked back inside the suite as Tom and Mateo appeared for breakfast. It was now Artem who kept a little distance between them. Never enough to cause concern but it was enough for Liam to know something was not right and he spent a little more time with Artem in the hope he would open up. The few nights when they went to the hotel bar it was like nothing was going on and everything was right in the world. A few mornings later Liam and Franco went for a walk along the beach wearing only their swimming shorts and baseball caps. The sight of them was enough to arouse Alex and Max who were not afraid of admiring the protection officers bodies and letting them know. Artem, Mateo and Tom had decided to go to the hotels main pool for a cooling swim since the water was kept cooler than the ocean. Liam took his baseball cap off and dived in the ocean then back out, replacing his cap over his wet hair he noticed Franco was simply staring off. "Are you going to tell me?" Liam asked in a casual manner. Franco looked at him and started walking "Tell you what?" he replied looking unsure. Liam put his arm on his shoulder "What is going on with you at the moment?" he now asked. "Nothing Liam" Franco replied but Liam picked up a slight hesitancy in his voice. Liam smiled glancing at him "Is it me? Do you fancy me?" he asked very openly. Franco let out a short laugh "Certainly not. You are like a brother to me" he replied. "Good!" Liam said patting his shoulder, "Is it Artem you fancy?" he now asked. Franco stopped going all defensive "What? Why would you ask that, or even think that?" he replied. Liam turned to face him then nodded and carried on walking "Answer me!" Franco called out. Franco caught up with him "He is sexier than the prince but don't tell Alex" Liam said. He remained quiet and Liam stopped holding his arm "I see you two discreetly avoiding each other". Franco didn't know what to say "What happened between you two?" Liam asked trying again. "Artem... I mean I love him as a friend and all that" Franco tried explaining. Liam nodded "Is he not receptive to a sexual adventure with you?" he now asked. Franco chuckled "Is that what they call it now" he said walking then stopping, "I don't know". Liam shrugged "I could never work him out, he is like you, likes his privacy" he said. They carried on walking "Told me to go for the ballet dancer" Franco said watching two male joggers. "And will you?" Liam asked noticing one of the joggers having a good look at them as they went past. Franco stopped "I have to be sure, I can't go through putting myself out there to be rejected". Liam laughed "You do not give yourself enough credit Franco, you are a dam good catch" he said. Franco walked ahead then turned "Is that your way of telling me you want a bit of me?" he asked. Liam smirked shaking his head "I can run faster than you Franco!" he said firing a warning. Franco smirked back and gave him a middle finger "Fuck you!" he said then started running. Liam moved like a bolt of lightning almost catching Franco before he veered off in the water, he was a much better swimmer than Liam and this was his only chance of escape. Franco was laughing as he swam back where Alex and Max were laying on the Balinese bed. Liam walking along the shore keeping up with him and staring at him with daggers and reminding him he would have to come out at some point and he was going to wait no matter how long it took. When he did eventually start to wade out of the water he stopped with the water up to his waist smiling at him. Liam simply stood staring at him and waiting. Behind him Tom, Mateo and Artem were returning from their swim and instantly realising Franco was in trouble. The three of them ran down to the water making huge splashes as they rushed over and stood in front of Franco protecting him. Liam laughed throwing his head back "You think I can't take all of you down!" he said confidently. "What are you waiting for then?" Tom replied folding his arms across his chest in defiance. "Each and every one of you will pay eventually" Liam said stepping forward. Alex and Max sat up watching and enjoying the show playing out "You better help him" Alex said. "I suppose as he protects me" Max replied climbing off the bed and walking down to the water. Liam glanced at Max standing by him "Good, I am pleased you chose the right side" he said. "Who said I was on your side?" Max replied seriously then grinned going in to a rugby tackle. Liam was so unprepared that Max floored him and they began rolling around on the sand giving Franco chance to get out with his protection squad then standing there cheering Max on. Liam gave up knowing he was not going to win if Franco and Tom started on him as well. Max stood up covered in sand laughing and helping Liam up "Thanks Max" Franco said. Max smirked "I haven't forgotten about the Christmas party!" he said pointing at Franco and Liam. Liam looked at Franco who nodded, then quick as a flash they got hold of Max lifting him in air and dumping him in the water. Alex sat there and waved royally from the plush surroundings of the Balinese bed and put his sunglasses back on keeping well out of the way this time. The fun and relaxation was over and all too soon they were flying home to Monrovia, back to normal life that was about to get busier, in essence their time was now leading up to Max and his final stage of bagging his prince, and it was coming fast. On their arrival at the palace the two sovereign guards stood to attention as Alex and Max approached, Mateo saw him standing on guard with a smile on his face when he glanced towards him. Stepping close to Hannes he looked at him "My answer is yes" Mateo said in a hushed tone. Hannes's smile grew wider "Tonight at mine" he said quietly, Mateo nodded and proceeded inside. Alex glanced back at Mateo once inside "Well?" he asked. Mateo nodded "Is done. Thank you for every thing Alex" he replied. Alex shrugged "You did all the work Mateo. And it paid off, quite jealous actually" he said. "I can bloody well hear you!" Max said poking Alex in the back. Mateo laughed "Max gets really jealous really quickly" Alex added getting poked again by Max. Alex stopped "Liam sort him out, he can't poke me like that!" he commanded. "Get inside both of you" Liam responded, "Anyway I thought you like getting poked" he said. Hannes couldn't help but laugh breaking guard duty protocol "Tutt, tutt Hannes!" Alex said. "Leave my man alone!" Mateo said picking up the last bag and standing up for lover. Alex and Max both turned to Mateo and smiled then waited for them all before entering the palace and back to their little sanctuary.

PART 3 The bedroom was small and dark, like the rest of the apartment. The fan tried moving the hot air around, but it was still muggy. He laid me on the bed on my back, raising my legs. I felt him tug on the thing vibrating in my ass. The vibration stopped. I grunted when he popped it out, feeling a relief as my ass was getting a break from the stimulation. He let my legs fall back to the bed. He began massaging my feet, the pressure feeling so good. He began working up to my calves and I groaned softly with the pleasure. My legs raised, he moved in closer, and I felt his hefty cock laying against my balls. “You want this so badly,” he said intently but softly. “Your boyfriend did, too. He kept coming back. He got nervous and ran off that first night, but he came back a few nights later. Ready for it. Wanting it so badly that he begged me for it.” I could picture it in my head. Jared here in this apartment, ass spread on the couch like I just was. Laying in this bed like I am now. This weird craving for Henry’s cock. Jared and I have fucked each other, so I know the sounds he makes. I know how he likes it. And now I realized he was wanting more than what we were doing. I remember the night just before he left for the summer when he pulled the condom off of me while we were fucking. Henry was massaging my thighs, then reached the sensitive spot on either side of my pelvis. Here he was more delicate, stimulating rather than massaging. I groan and arched my back. I didn’t know how sensitive this spot was. I started to writhe, losing control as he worked his hands up my torso. “I was deep inside your boyfriend, college boy. He’d never had raw cock before mine. You haven’t had it yet, either. I gave him what he really wanted …. What he was made for. I fucked him raw and put my seed in him. And you know what? Each time I did, he needed more. He kept coming back and I kept pozing his ass.” I felt his cock press harder against my pelvis, the sweat lubing his cock so it slid across my body. He pinned me with his body, the weight feeling so good on top of me. “Do the same to me,” I said quietly to Henry. He grinned, pushing himself back into a kneeling position between my legs. He lifted my legs,, pressing my knees to my chest. My muscles were so relaxed that I easily folded into the position. It felt odd, being compressed like that. I could feel him moving his pelvis, his cock brushing against my ass which was hiked up. He teased my ass with his cock while making out. Slowly he reached backward for some of the things he’d brought from the living room with us. I looked down the length of my body. I could see it. His raw cock. Long and hard as he slowly slicked with lube. There was no rubber. Part of me thought I should say something about a condom. Now was the time to do it. He’d put one on if he wanted to fuck me badly enough. But those words weren’t able to form in my mouth. I pictured Jared laying here like me, Henry doing the same motions, massaging his own cock as he spread lube across it. Jared gave into him; he took that cock raw and got pozzed by this man. Deep inside I knew I was going to do the same. Henry pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose, squeezing off one nostril then the other as I took a couple of hits. “Hold it in until I tell you to exhale.” I did as I was told, feeling the heaviness held in my lungs. “Exhale slowly.” I let it out slowly, again smelling the distinct odor of the poppers. The rush slammed me at once, my heart excelerating and a hot feeling moving up through my body and out across my arms, all my muscles relaxing. My head started to swim a bit. But what I really felt was an intense hunger in my ass. I started breathing heavier. Henry knew; he was towering over my body, watching me succumb, waiting for this moment. He didn’t miss a beat, rolling my legs back further so my feet were directly over my head. “Someone looks hungry,” he growled. I saw one hand go to his long cock and take aim. He pressed his body forward, and I lost sight of his cock as I felt pressure on my hole. I could feel the heat coming off his cock – the heat of his raw skin. No rubber, nothing between us. This wild, primal thrill went through me. I wanted to say something … anything … but couldn’t form a single word. All I heard was my heart pounding in my chest, and suddenly felt the sharp pressure of penetration into my bare ass. “Ahhh!” was the only sound I could manage to make. His raw cock continued to slide up into my eager hole, and I let out a soft whimper. I could feel his trimmed pubic hair brushing up against my spread ass. “That’s it, college boy. Just breathe. Your ass is so ready for this. It wants this. Just let those muscles wrap themselves around my cock.” I breathed deep and started to relax again, the anxious thoughts falling away as I felt Henry flex his dick inside me. I was swimming in the poppers, beer and thick summer heat. I looked at Henry, my eyes feeling kinda groggy, but my body totally awake. Henry stayed where he was, his thick cock sitting inside me, letting me get used to the feeling. I felt the heat of his raw skin against mine, radiating inside me. Then he began to move. It was a subtle movement at first, his dick just kind of massaging me from the inside. But his movements quickly became strokes, and he picked up speed. I was getting fucked — raw fucked. “How’s it feel, college boy? How’s that raw cock feel?” I’d never felt anything like this before. His cock glided in and out of my hole. I could feel the contours of his dick as it pushed and pulled at my hole. “Fuck! That’s amazing!” Henry responded by pushing my legs wider, holding my ankles, and staring down at me. His face was contorted with his own pleasure, and he even rolled his head back, closing his eyes, just feeling the sensations on his cock. Feeling himself deep inside me. He started fucking me harder. The sounds of skin slapping skin got louder, and I felt sweat dripping off him onto my abs. I was moaning now, totally lost in the fuck. “That’s it, college boy. Take my cock like your boyfriend does. I knew you were a fuckhole like he is.” “Fucking pound me!” I roared as he was pounding into me, my body shaking with each thrust of his cock. I wanted more! “Fuck yeah, fuckhole! Perfect little fuckhole,” he said, sweating pouring down his body. Henry started slowing down, then pulled out. He leaned back into a kneeling position again, panting. His dick was standing straight up, slathered in lube and wet with my ass. It was a deep red, raw, engorged from pounding my hole. “Fuck boy! This is intense!” “Did you cum?” I asked nervously. I felt a mix of fear and disappointment. Fear that he’d cum inside me — no one ever had. I’d always done the right thing and been fucked with a condom. But there was also a feeling of disappointment I didn’t understand. Did I want to get loaded? He already told me he is poz. But a part of me wanted to have that, to take that load. “No, college boy. You haven’t earned that, yet. You’re gonna know when it happens — you’ll feel it.” He rolled me onto my side, then laid down behind me. He lifted one of my legs. I felt him positioning the head of his cock to line up with my hole again. “I can’t take much more,” I said. “My hole is getting sore.” I felt his cock slide away from my hole and his body turned slightly. “Your boyfriend said the same thing the first time I gifted him.” He fumbled around for a moment, then pushed the bottle of poppers up under my nose, roughly pushing the bottle neck into my nostril. “Take four long hits, holding your breath between each one,” he ordered me. “This is what its like to be a fuckhole. You don’t just get pozzed. You have to earn it.” [Let me know how you’re enjoying the story. Can simply click the blue heart or leave a message. I’ll say I’m really enjoying writing this for ya’ll]

Chapter I I was never the wild kind. I knew when to say no and never drank more than necessary. The gym was my sanctuary and I would always play safe when I hook up, especially since I'm a total bottom. I was in my comfort zone, being 28 in Toronto, working in a startup developing mobile apps with a good surrounding. My health was great, my relationships were good and I believed that because I played by the rules, I would be rewarded sufficiently. It all changed though when I met Victor. Was it fate? Or chance? I always thought that if I wasn't stood up by the guy my colleague tried to set me up with at Woody's, I would've had a regular life now, ready to live in the suburbs with a clean shaven man I would call my husband. But no, it seemed as if my date was caught in traffic and had to rain check. Alone I sat by the bar, sipping my third gin and tonic for the night. I should leave soon, even if it's a Friday night. The bartender then handed me a glass of what I suppose was rum and coke, and informed me that it came from the man at other end of bar. With the excess lights and music, it was difficult for me to make him out that I had to tilt my head like a curious ostrich. When I saw him, it was too late to hide in the sand. He stood up and segued towards me. He had to be at least 6'1. Not too muscular, but fit nevertheless. With a black oversized tanktop, his biceps were defined, larger than average and his veins were popping. His pecs were also exposed, with his nipples showing at certain angles. Both sleeves had tribal tattoos in different colors. Under his nose was an 80s pornstache, and his head had a curly sort of mullet. He must've been at least in his late 50s, but he wouldn't look a day past 40. With the lights flickering across his face as he approached me, I could see how sharp his gaze was at me. He was also wearing a pair of leather chaps, jeans exposed by the crotch. He had a septum piercing, and was wearing a dogtag with a biohazard ring. What could it mean? "Hi, mind if I take this seat?" I said sure... stuttering a bit as I pulled the chair next to me. "Thanks for the drink, kinda need it." "Yeah, rough day?" "Not really, just got stood up. Rarely happens tho but my work mate isn't really best match maker" "Ah I see. Well, it comes and go. On the bright side, you get to meet me instead. I'm Victor." "Nice to meet you, I'm Drew. How long have you been staring there?" I questioned, trying to be a bit flirty since I might as well take the chance now. "Well, since you got in. Such a cute ass you have there. You got to tell me where you got those pants. And these too.." He started to touch my left ear and grazed his fingers on the piercings I had, smiling with his eyes locked on me. "Thanks, haha." I tried to reciprocate by bringing my stool closer to his and placed my right hand on his lap. His hand was now on my shoulder. We continued to break the ice and spent almost an hour talking, with him covering the tab and keeping the drinks coming. From my understanding, Victor is a video artist who lives off a hefty commission. He spent his early 20s in New York and only came back to Canada a few years ago. I was pretty captivated that I too was sharing a lot bout myself and was strangely attracted to him even though I don't go for older guys. Especially with his style. It was edgy, industrial and nothing close to the cookie cutter ivy league boys I'd go for. Perhaps it was his candor and demeanour that made got my attention. He doesn't speak as fast as most guys do, his voice lacked the usual anxious filled hesitancy. It was still effeminate, but full of confident. The stories he told me bout his endeavours were fascinating and we didn't break eye contact the entire time. "I don't know if this is your style, but do you want to get out of here? I don't live too far." Usually, I'm a prude and only kept fucking on the 3rd date. But given that I was stood up and another man showed up, and the alcohol had made me not overthink as much, I agreed. I thought maybe it's one of those nights where I'll let loose a bit and have those moments you say no regrets. And not an ounce of regret did I have since I met Victor that night. We walked to his place, about 10 minutes away. Hidden in a quiet alley was a townhouse. I didn't expect him to be this wealthy, I thought. We held hands during the entire time. His palm was callous, and his fingernails were sharp, manicured like a piranha's teeth. Probably part of his whole style. I don't know why but I was turned on by it. We head to the kitchen where he suggested that we should freshen up. "I know we've drank quite a bit, but I don't want to cut this time we're spending too soon and head to bed. Do you want to have more fun?" "What do you mean?" The right door of the fridge was pulled open and Victor took out some capsules with a bottle of gatorade. He grabbed 2 highball glasses from underneath the counter cabinet and placed it between us. "This is kinda of a fun drink. It's not alcoholic, but it does make us feel more at ease." In my mind, I was telling myself how I was always against drugs. With an distant cousin that never made it out of rehab due to heroin, the tales I hear from my parents kept me on a straight edge path. Even the occasional joints were something I would only participate in if everyone was in. "Don't worry, Victor. It isn't dangerous or anything. It's just a drink called G. I promise you'll be fine." I smiled at him and nodded. With a gulp, I drank a kind of liquid that tasted sharp like metals, forcing a deep gulp that took more than just courage. "See? Not too bad right?" Victor then approached closer to my face and pecked me. This was our first kiss. I returned the kiss and both our hands were now held on each other's face. With a short glance, we embraced again and made out. After about 5-10 minutes of continuous caress, I started to feel a bit lighter and a bit lethargic, but I was still conscious. Victor then asked if I would want to join him upstairs in his room or just hang where we were. Was it that obvious that I was a prude to him? I couldn't help but blush with how Victor was treating me. He acknowledged how inexperienced I was but respected it. "Yeah, show me your room." We climbed 2 floors up and opposite of the hallway was a double door. It opened to a room that was huge and luxurious. King sized poster bed, with black linen sheets. A few large candles stacked on both sides of the end tables and above the headboard was a large preserved head of a ram, horns protruding in a curl, pointed to the pillows. There was also an antique chandelier hung in the middle of the room, with one side of the wall covered in armoires that were dark oak. The floor was velvet maroon and it was obvious how Victorian and gothic his room was. Nothing short of a work of art though. I looked around the room and found myself captivated by the decor of memorabilia. There was also a large wooden X hung opposite of the armoire. It's as if someone was supposed to be placed in it, with limbs attached. There was also a mid sized marble statue of what seem like a minotaur under the chandelier, acting as a centrepiece for the bedroom. "Neat, huh? These are all the treasures I've found over the years.. vintaged, given, passed down, all very unique and possess a certain kind of energy, if you believe in those kinds of things" "Cool, it must have taken a lot of effort to do this. It's remarkable." I was still gliding around the room, observing the details and furnitures I would never have imagined. The drink I had was also still in effect and I couldn't help but to lean on Victor's chest a as he guided me around with him behind me. I also started to feel his bulge brushing my ass starting to get bigger. My suspicions were right bout the wooden X as Victor explained how it's used to punish and incite pleasure on those who got on it. "Maybe one day you get to get on it" He whispered in my ears as he brushed my waist and arched his head down for a kiss. I yielded and allowed myself to be engulfed in his embrace, once again. This time, it felt much better with the drink's effect. We continued to make out and approached the velvet ottoman that was in front of the bed. Victor stopped us and we sat on it. He ended our kiss and formed that devilish grin he had when we first saw each other. "Do you smoke weed, Drew?" "Sometimes, but I don't really like it. Makes you feel slow." "Yeah, I agree. Do you want to feel fast instead?" "What do you mean?" Victor unlocked the ottoman that was also a chest to take out a wooden box where there was a glass pipe, a torch and tiny bags of what seemed like coarse, unprocessed salt. "This is T, another thing we can do if you don't want the fun to end. All you got to do is just smoke it a bit and let go of yourself.." I was now hesitating a bit, but I couldn't say no as I was curious to where this night will lead me. Any suggestions Victor proposed couldn't be bad, I rationalized and so far, I am having one of the best times I've ever had. "I'll teach you okay, and don't worry, you're safe with me." He lit the pipe with the torch after placing some of the substance from the bag and began inhaling. Without any warning, he grabbed my head and pushed his tongue into me while exhaling, and I couldn't help but to breathe in and take the smoke. "Just let go of yourself Drew, let go of yourself to me.." Victor made a few more inhalation and exchanged it with me and I made sure that I was going to let go of myself to him. In an instance, I began trembling and felt more excited than usual. It was as if the drink I had had now counterbalanced what I smoked. I had never physically felt this good before. My eyes started to dilate and my heart began to race. My focus on Victor was more prominent, and his more intense on me. We starred at each other and made out on the bed. I lost track of how many times Victor lit the pipe but every time he did, he made sure he shared it with me. My body really did feel lose now, and the sensation I felt from Victor's touch and caress was electrifying. Victor took off his tanktop and his chaps, with only his jeans. His body was also tattooed and on his navel was an inverted pentagram in circle. He then took all my clothes off, leaving only my nylon green jock that said PUMP. "Cute pair, Drew. Want to try something better?" We jolted from the bed and walked to the armoire where once opened, the shelves revealed different kinds of jocks in different materials. "You've done a lot for me tonight Victor, and I'm really grateful for everything. You can choose what you want me to be in." The excitement from the smoke made me very vulnerable and more submissive than I would admit. A leather jock was what he chose and a studded choker collar was placed around my neck. The left door of the armoire was opened to reveal a full mirror which I saw myself in. My ass looked better in this jock, more structured with better shape. The collar was the perfect touch. Next, Victor put on a leather harness on himself and it was now I realized both his nippled were pierced. This turned me on completely but my cock was still limp. As a matter of fact, I haven't gotten hard since we smoked. I guess it is better that I'm wearing a jockstrap. "Now, are you ready to really have fun, Drew?" I could only nod and say Fuck yes.

Part 1 - I love Scorpios “Julius, your test was reactive. You are HIV positive.” My mouth gaped at the news. This couldn’t be right! I was on PrEP. Although, I guess I was pretty forgetful about taking it. But I always used protection when I bottomed. Well, except for that time with those hunky daddies in the gym shower, and that time with that big-dicked Latino while I was on a run in the park, and that time I blacked out at the club and then shat out a lot of cum the next morning, and that time with… Holy shit! I’m a fucking cumwhore, I realized. Those were just some of my raw fucks in the last month. I don’t even know any of these guys’ names, much less their statuses. I was definitely in shock after learning I was positive, but I felt a weight lifted off of me. Ever since I lost my virginity in my teens, I’d had this constant worry about catching HIV. But I was 23, and I knew it wasn’t a death sentence. If anything, it could open doors in my own personal sexual liberation and exploration. I just had to wrap my mind around it first. I was a healthy young guy with light olive skin and shiny brown hair. I was the skinny 6’2” tall kid throughout high school, but then I started going to the gym five days a week in my second year of college. You could tell! Broad shoulders, strong quads, a tight muscled ass, with a hidden six-pack that would eventually come in once I learned how to diet. I loved bottoming and throating cock. I also loved to top with my thick cut 8-inch dick. When I got home, I made dinner and then stowed away in my room to avoid having to tell my roommate about my day. I did some research on living life with HIV. I learned more about the meds I got and how to reduce risk of transmission. Then I started reading about the poz sub-culture. When I saw that scorpion tattoos indicate a guy is poz and often unmedicated, I remembered that big-dicked Latino in the park. It was early morning and still dark out, and I had just run up the hill at Dolores Park in San Francisco. I was leaning over the back of a bench to catch my breath. My running shorts were riding up, practically exposing my ass. I saw a 5’10” fit Latino guy in his 30s coming up behind me. I’ll call him Nico, because I never found out his name. Nico had probably been cruising along the tracks next to the park. He firmly grabbed my hips from behind and humped his groin against my ass. I could feel he was packing, and I was very curious. I turned around to see this man. Nico had a gorgeous chiseled jawline and a piercing on his eyebrow. I knew the cruising drill, so I got down on my knees and pulled the front of his gym shorts down to reveal a thick 10 inch uncut cock, oozing very thick precum. I lapped up his juices and worked my tongue all over his giant meat before he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down my throat. He throat-fucked me for a few minutes before I lost my composure and started gagging. While I pulled off and coughed to the side, he unzipped his jacket to reveal his stacked abs above a scorpion tattoo with a stinger directed at his massive cock. I was so turned on. I loved abs and I loved Scorpios, so, to show my appreciation, I licked his tat and up his abs until I was on my feet, turned around and bent over. Nico fondled my lightly hairy ass which was still a bit sweaty from my run. Then he tugged down the back of my shorts, grabbed my waist, and placed the head of his cock at my hole. Without any preparation, he immediately and aggressively shoved half of his thick, massive cock into my hole. Luckily, I caught myself before shrieking. Nico didn’t seem to notice or he didn’t care, because again he shoved his dick deeper until I could feel his balls slap against mine. With that, he pounded my hole, repeatedly pulling his dick out to the head and jabbing it back in. I moved my hand from the bench to my mouth to suffocate my yelps. Finally, my body began to adjust, and I could feel his cock pounding my prostate. My yelps turned to moans. I moved my hand back to the bench and exhaled, “Fuuuck. Pound my pussy.” Nico spoke up in a husky voice. “It’s my pussy.” I reached my hand beneath me to feel his cock sliding in and out of my, excuse me, his pussy. I felt owned and simultaneously wild. I looked out at the city view in front of us and almost instinctively moaned, “Breed me Daddy.” This must have turned him on, because he increased his pace. I could feel his cock swell against my prostate and his body tense up. “Seed your pussy!” I exclaimed. Nico thrust his hips forward and pulled my hips farther back, almost merging our bodies. His massive cock erupted ropes and ropes of cum into my bowels. The jerking of his cock with each squirt triggered my prostate and my own cock exploded in the front of my running shorts. The sun was beginning to peak above the East Bay hills as he slowly ejected his cock. “Mmmm no way you’re not pregnant with my babies bitch,” Nico smiled. “I haven’t cum in a week. You’re full of my boys. Don’t let them leak out.” “I won’t. I promise.” He pulled up his shorts and zipped up his sweater. As a parting goodbye, he poked his middle finger up my well-used hole to feel his boys marinating inside me. Maybe he knew they were actively infecting me with his virus. We parted ways. I ran back home with wet spots on the front and back of my running shorts. Any fag I ran by looked at me knowingly and giggled. A few even grabbed their bulges, hoping for sloppy seconds. When I got home, I put in my butt plug and kept his boys in me throughout work. I laid on my bed remembering this awesome experience that I figured was my HIV conversion. I had taken off my clothes and was stroking my cock and fingering my hole, imagining how his boys infiltrated my cells. I was so horny and it was almost midnight. I put on my running shorts and a sweater and jogged over to Dolores, hoping for a reenactment.

Happy Saturday, I have spent mine getting used like a proper bottom slut. It started shortly after my boyfriend left for work. There was an itch in my ass and I needed someone to scratch it for me. After logging into all of the sites, I headed to the bathroom to clean up. That's when my favorite fuck buddy, Sean, text me looking to hook-up. He didn't have to ask twice. Sean, is a very handsome younger black man with a big cock with a huge head on it. He loves stretching my hole, or "pussy" as he refers to it. His hands are huge and a little rough, they feel amazing stretching my pussy to take one or the other. Sean loves to get my hole sloppy loose then fuck my hole. It's honestly hard for me to stay as sloppy as he likes it for long periods, but I try and try and try. He's bossy, and I love it. Calling me his bitch. I don't care. The way he stretches and fucks me I will take any humiliation this stud, Sean, has to hand out. After an hour of abusing my pussy with his cock, my toys, and his fists, Sean shoots a huge load in my guts. After he left, I was still horny. Grindr brought me a familiar fuck. One that I've hosted before. After the rough fisting and breeding I had just gotten, I was eager to take more big cock. Roland is closer to my age. Huge black dick and HIV+. When it comes to fucking, Roland is Sean's complete opposite. He wants me to tighten that hole. He doesn't want to hear about pussy, but he doesn't mind getting a little aggressive. It was a little work, but he rewarded my cum hungry cunt a big ass load too. Now I'm waiting to hear from another guy. Happy Saturday‼️

Sitting here with my cunt full from a last minute hookup. Hot south Philly dude who I chatted with a couple of days, before we could finally make it happen - literally half an hour before check out! Hes on his lunch, so he came up. I left the door open, he came in to find me naked on my knees, waiting. He drops trou, get out his cock for me to suck hard. So I oblige. He got a big belly with a tatt, bald head...HOT! Hes rubbing me up and down, reaches for my hole, slides a finger in, comments how hot and wet I already am. I get him hard, then on my knees on the bed I go... he lines up and in he goes... comments on how nice my pussy feels. He starts banging me like a cheap whore grabbing my hips and pumping around ! I'm in heaven. He starts jackrabbitting my cunt, switching between deep thrusts and using my asslips to jack himself off. Hes finally ready, and let's me know. I'm begging him to breed me, so he obliges! Shoots a big load deeply in me, really knocking me up! Pulls out, I clean him off, he dresses and leaves... I eat his load out of my hole, and now I gotta get dressed and check out!

Here's chapter 9, hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it ! Josh finally gets everything he wished for! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Josh’s hands stroked my back as I kept moving inside Brandon and reveled in the velvety warmth of my son’s hole. Brandon’s soft moans and blissful face kept me going. I had such a gorgeous son; I still had a hard time believing I was lucky enough to get to enjoy his body the way I was. “God, Dad, your cock is amazing,” Brandon breathed out, head thrown back. I was mesmerized by the sight of my son’s neck and chest. I let my hands roam over Brandon’s pecs as I bent down to kiss my son. I was thrilled to hear Brandon’s moans, as well as Josh’s. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” Josh whispered, coming to lie down on the bed beside us. “Can’t believe I get to see this so close.” I turned to watch Josh, his blond hair all mussed. He was gorgeous in his mesh crop top, his cock peeking from his soaked thong. I couldn’t help myself and brushed his cock with my hand, scooping up as much precum as I could. “Here, son, have a taste of your brother,” I told Brandon as I brought my fingers to his mouth. He looked hesitant, but with one strong thrust of my hips, I got another groan out of my son. With his lips parted, I slipped my fingers inside and let him lick them clean. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?” I asked, grinning when Brandon nodded enthusiastically. Josh scooted closer to Brandon and cupped his face, bringing their lips together. “You look beautiful, little brother,” Josh said between kisses, thrusting his hips against Brandon’s. “Getting fucked by Daddy like this, the way you’ve always dreamed of.” “Fuck yes, fuck me, Daddy,” Brandon muttered before he grabbed Josh’s head and pushed him towards his cock. “Suck me, big brother.” “Gladly,” Josh replied as he went down on my son’s hard cock. It was a beautiful sight, Brandon getting pounded under me, Josh’s full lips wrapped around Brandon’s leaking cock. Josh was a talented sucker, his expert tongue sliding up and down Brandon’s full length with slow strokes was hypnotizing. “Yeah, you’re so good, big brother,” Brandon moaned. “You love sucking your little brother’s cock, don’t you?” “Fucking love it, you taste so good, baby bro,” Josh said. “I want your sweet cum in my mouth.” “Fuck, boys, you’re so nasty,” I said as I fucked Brandon’s hole faster. “Isn’t it better when you get along? You’re so hot together.” “Yes, Daddy,” Josh said, his smile so big as he slapped Brandon’s thick cock on his cheek. “Can’t wait to take your two cocks in me, I need your cum in my hole so bad, Daddy.” “FUCK!” I shouted as I shot my load deep inside Brandon, Josh’s words pushing me over the edge. “Oh yes, Daddy, breed me,” Brandon said. “Jesus, love feeling your warm cum filling me, Daddy.” “Fuck, little brother,” Josh said as he moved up on the bed to kiss Brandon. I stood there with my cock still buried deep inside my son as I watched him kiss Josh. I leaned down and slipped out of Brandon’s hole, unable to help myself, and inserted my tongue between theirs. It was a messy kiss, but I loved it, feeling both Josh and Brandon’s tongues caressing mine. I just wish we had cum to share between us. “I want you to fuck me,” Josh broke our kiss. “Both of you.” “Get over here,” Brandon said, manhandling Josh until the latter was straddling him. I guided Brandon’s cock under Josh’s plump ass, moving the thin thong to the side until Josh’s smooth hole was accessible. I slipped my finger in easily, my load from earlier still present inside Josh. “Fuck, yes, Daddy,” Josh whined as he arched his back, presenting his meaty ass to me. I grabbed both cheeks and massaged that beautiful ass, moving it down until Brandon’s cock pressed against Josh’s hole. Josh had no trouble taking Brandon’s thick cock all the way. I sat on the bed and enjoyed the show as I waited for my cock to recover. Josh looked gorgeous riding Brandon so gracefully, his sculpted abs flexing as his hips moved like waves. “You feel so good, little brother,” Josh said, his ass bouncing on Brandon’s cock as his hands cupped Brandon’s pecs for support. “Love your raw cock inside me. Can you feel Daddy’s cum? Best lube in the world.” “Just so you know,” Brandon panted as he fucked Josh harder with each thrust. “Only I get Daddy’s cum from now.” “Now, now, boys,” I said, lying down beside Brandon and turning his face towards me. “I have enough for you both, ok? I love you, son.” I tried to convey my passion through a kiss, sucking on my son’s tongue as I stroked his neck. Brandon’s taste was addictive, I couldn’t imagine living the rest of my life without him now. He was perfect, my own flesh and blood. “Can’t get enough of you two,” Josh said, catching my attention. He was filming us again, but with Brandon’s phone. “Don’t worry, Daddy, this is only for us to enjoy in the privacy of our home. It’d be a shame not to capture this.” Josh then pointed the camera at his body, his cock waving around as he kept riding Brandon. I took the phone from Josh to get a better angle. I took some distance to capture the two beautiful bodies moving in perfect harmony. The filthy sounds that were coming from them as well as their glistening sculpted torsos was enough to get my hardon going again. I stroked myself slowly as I got closer, taking a close shot of Brandon’s shiny abs and cock sliding in and out of Josh’s smooth hole. I sat on Brandon’s face to get the best shot of Josh’s body facing me, and I let out a yelp when I felt Brandon’s tongue in my hole. “Mmhh, thank you, Daddy,” Brandon said as he sucked the load he put in my hole. I pushed my hole out more to give better access to Brandon’s talented tongue, feeling his thick cum oozing out for him to eat. Josh gestured at the phone with his hand, so I gave it to him. “Yeah, little bro, eat Daddy’s ass,” Josh encouraged Brandon, the camera pointing at me. Josh was a pro; his hand was steady and followed his movements as he kept bouncing on Brandon’s length. He moved the camera from my face to Brandon’s cock in one slow shot before he pointed it at himself. “I’m the luckiest bastard in the whole world,” Josh said to the camera with a wink and his tongue out. “Come on, Daddy, get in there with Bran-bran, I can take it.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved behind Josh, wrapping my arms around his strong body, caressing his pecs underneath the thin mesh top he was still wearing and pinching his hard nipples while planting kisses all over his shoulder and neck. Josh grabbed my face to give me a kiss, dropping the phone on the bed to pull my cock towards his ass. My cock was slightly lubed from fucking Brandon earlier, but I still took the time to get more lube. If Josh wanted to be double penetrated, more lube wouldn’t hurt. “Oh yeah, right there, Daddy,” Josh panted as I eased my cock in. “Go all the way in.” Fucking someone alongside another man’s cock was a whole new experience for me. I could feel both both Josh’s warm hole—which was slippery from the load I deposited earlier—as well as Brandon’s cock rubbing against mine. It was pure ecstasy. I loved rubbing my cock against another man’s, I could cum just from that, but doing it inside another man’s hole? It was even better. “Oh yeah, just like that, Daddy, little bro,” Josh whined as he lay on top of Brandon, burying his face in Brandon’s neck as I kept pounding him. Brandon moved at a slower pace than me, probably focusing more on Josh’s lips. I loved fucking Josh with Brandon’s hardon along mine, loved watching those two young, muscled jocks kissing each other while doing it. My brain was in sensory overload. “I’m going to cum, big brother,” Brandon said, his arms wrapped tightly around Josh as they kissed passionately. “Going to fill you up.” “Do it, son, breed your brother,” I said as I picked the pace up, hoping to shoot my load at the same time. “Let’s do it together, son, your cum slut of a brother needs it bad, doesn’t he?” “So bad, Daddy,” Josh panted. “I need your thick, creamy Daddy load inside me all the time.” “Then you’re going to get it, boy,” I grunted, pushing my cock all the way inside before I came. “I’m cumming too, Daddy, oh fuck,” Brandon shouted, his cock pulsing with mine as we came. I saw white for a second as I let my climax take over me, draping myself over Josh’s back while I caught my breath. For a while, all I could hear were our heavy breaths. I took a deep breath, inhaling the rank scent of our sweat and cum, as well as the residual citrus scent from Josh’s body wash. “That was amazing, boys,” I said, kissing Josh’s back as I pulled out of his ass. Josh rolled over and lay on his back, reaching down to his hole to retrieve some of our mixed loads. Josh brought his fingers to his mouth, eyes closed as he licked them slowly. “Mmhh, so good,” Josh hummed. I took a good look at Brandon, whose intense gaze was fixed on me. I noticed the pool of thick cum on Brandon’s abs, Josh’s load no doubt, and leaned down to lap at that sweet nectar. “Give me some, Daddy,” Brandon said, pulling me up so I could lay on top of him. I let some of Josh’s load drip from my tongue until it landed on Brandon’s before I closed my mouth over his. Josh joined our cummy kiss, our tongues meeting again happily with cum to share. It was an intense kiss, I savored the different flavors of cum we shared between us as I moaned in pleasure. “There’s some left here,” I said, pointing at my cock as I rose and kneeled over Brandon and Josh’s mouths. They worked together like pros, both licking the cum off of my cock until it was clean, their lips meeting over my cock. It was too hot to pass capturing forever, so I picked up Brandon’s phone again to film this gorgeous view. Brandon and Josh looked up at the camera with matching grins as they kept licking at my cock with their pursed lips. They kissed again; their faces covered in cum that I couldn’t resist licking myself. The sight of them would forever be burned in my mind and readily available for me to watch over and over again now on film. These wholesome-looking studs doing something so dirty made my cock hard again but I could probably not cum anymore tonight. I inserted myself between them on the bed, lying on my back with Brandon and Josh sticking to my sides, their legs draped over me as we made out some more. “I love you, boys,” I said as I threaded my fingers through their wet hair. I breathed heavily still, trying to slow my breaths and heartrate after that intense workout. “Love you more, Dad,” Brandon said as he moved closer and wrapped his arm around my waist. I couldn’t stop kissing him, my hot and nasty son. Josh was starting to doze off, head resting on my chest as his hand idly stroked my cock. I didn’t remember being so happily fucked out in my life and I couldn’t even think properly. I was exhausted in the best way possible and fought to stay awake. It was almost 6 a.m., one hour before Kate’s night shift ended. It was bad enough that I was cheating on her with our son and his frat brother, but I felt even worse that I didn’t want her home to interrupt us. I had truly gone off the deep end now, there was no turning back. “I have to go,” I told Brandon, cupping his face to see his bright and loving eyes. The adoration in his gaze was almost too much for me to bear, I couldn’t remember Brandon looking at me like that before. Had he always looked at me this way and I was just blind to it? He did say he’d wanted me for a long time, which was unfathomable to me. I’d never thought of him as a sexual partner before this whole Grindr thing, but now I couldn’t stop seeing him this way. “Your mom’s coming home soon.” “I hate it,” Brandon said, his fingers playing with my nipples. “Don’t leave, Dad. I want to fall asleep in your arms.” “I know, son, so do I,” I said with a sigh, dreaming of the life he and I could not possibly have. At the end of the day, we were still father and son. I couldn’t see any future where he and I could have this all the time. Brandon pulled me in for a slow kiss, his arms wrapped so tightly around me I couldn’t move. He was an insatiable boy, his cock brushing against mine with every swing of his hips. “Brandon, you have to let me go.” “Screw Mom,” Brandon said. “Let her find out and leave us alone.” “You’re crazy,” I said as he kissed me again. My cock was straining after everything I put it through in the last 24 hours. I pushed him gently, trying to ignore the whine that left him as I got out of bed slowly. The kicked puppy look Brandon was giving me was heartbreaking. I moved Brandon over to Josh in my place, who immediately latched onto him. “Be nice to your brother,” I told Brandon, dropping a kiss on them. I took Brandon’s phone and snapped a picture. They looked perfect in their naked glory. I reluctantly went to get cleaned up in my bathroom, washing away all traces of our love making. I hung my head and let the water massage my neck and shoulders as I fingered my tender hole. There was little cum left in there, which I happily ate. There was no way I could go to work in a couple of hours with so little sleep, I was dead on my feet. Once showered and dry, I fell on my mattress like a ton of bricks, succumbing to slumber quickly with the image of my sexy son as my last thought.

I used to go once or twice a week to Slammers in Fort Lauderdale. An apologetic fuck club for horny dudes. I often posted up in the darkroom lubed and wide open waiting for as many cocks as I could get to breed me. I was quite well liked if I must say so myself Several nights I took 10 -12 hard cocks pounding my juicy hole. That was my record, until....one night I was all dressed up in my leather chaps, leather jock and the obligatory 'bottom' hat. I started in the very public sling. I slid myself in and hooked my boots in the stirrups and very quickly a crowd formed. 6, 7, 8 hard cocks surrounded my. I was jerking and sucking them with an immense hunger! Then I saw a big, handsome muscular black man push through the crowd with an enormous hard cock! Had to be 10" minimum! He looked at me, pumped some lube on his hand and slathered it on his cock before he slid it inside me and pounded me for what seemed like an hour. I saw his eyes roll back and felt his cock spasm as he shot his creamy load inside my ass. He pulled out and three more big cocked black guys and a hot Latino boy took turns mercilessly pounding my ass and seeding my hungry ass. When the crowd died down around the sling I made my way into the dark room and immediately started getting pawed. A strong, sweaty man grabbed my hips and forced me over the table in the room and stuck his fat cock in me before I even got my elbows down to bend. He fucked me like he was hate fucking his worst enemy AND I FUCKING LOVED IT!!! I was moaning and crying out for it harder and deeper when his load filled me up! I took 16 more total loads that night! FUCKING YUMMY!

Yesterday. Same FB i've written about the last several times i've posted here. He contacts me often and usually wants "right now." Despite trying to explain to Him about preparing, He doesn't seem to get it. i was all prepared to go out and work in the yard, finish installing my drip system, when He texted me. i told Him i couldn't right then and tried to put it off till today, honestly though, i'd been horny ask weekend and had jerked off 3 times just to take the edge off (i usually only do that every week or ten days because i like being a horny bottom and wanting a Top). He said "Please" and i caved lol. He was very horny, so He had a lot of energy. When we first started hooking, He was quiet, i couldn't even tell when He came, though He'd tell me later He usually cums two or three times when fucking me. He's starting to make more sounds now, and i really love it, showing His pleasure ramps me up, and i'm already ramped anyway. Something else He is doing more of is kissing. i'm on my stomach waiting for Him when He comes in, yesterday He kissed my ass, waist, back and shoulders, very lightly and tenderly. That really has a possessing energy for me, it's like a seed enhancer, He owned me. He fucked me very hard and deep, i almost came at one point just from getting fucked. He seeded me deep.

This morning at a local Hampton hotel. Started chatting with a Top on Grindr Sunday evening who is in town for the Holiday. This morning he gave me his room# and gave me two loads. After leaving his room I stopped in the lobby for a breakfast roll and coffee. I'm sure I smelled of "fresh butt sex" as I could feel his load leaking down my legs.

The chubby breed I got a Grindr message from a large chubby guy asking if I would be interested in taking his small dick. I liked his honesty. He simply wanted to breed a hole with his cheating load. I told him I had already been bred, twice! That virtually guaranteed me his load. I told him I was open minded and he came back with a suggestion. He told me his m8 had bred me over a year ago while he lit a cigarette and smoked and wondered if he could do the same. I agreed. He asked if I was prepared to be milked and then have my own load fucked into me. I love being forcibly fucked after shooting my load so agreed to that too as long as totally anon. We were on. 20 minutes later he let himself in and found me in my jock hood and harness on all fours. He was out of breath and panting loudly. Straight away 2 or 3 fingers were in my cunt for the cum test. Yep, there were 2 strangers loads already inside my cunt. He inserted his dick into me and grabbed his fags. He lit up and blew smoke over me. His solid but small dick was well lubed by the cum loads in me. This was clearly a large guy but he was enjoying his raw dick being where he’s m8s had been. When he finished smoking he pulled out and dropped to his knees. He got his mouth round my dick to suck me and get me wet, then he spent time wanking me. I don’t cum quick so it was nice to spend time having my pierced dick worked on. I was eventually ready to be milked, so I told him and he held his hand out. I squirted my 5 day load into his hand. He then stood up and poured some over my hole, he lubed his dick with the rest of my cream and shoved his dick back inside me. I love being made to take dick after I’ve cum. I’m no longer horny but have switched to being a simple hole to breed and my hungry cunt takes over. Sure enough he didn’t last long in me and bred my cunt with his own hot load. He was totally breathless so he rested inside me pumping every last drop into me. I remained silent with my cunt dripping as he got dressed and left. Shortly after he sent me a message. My cunt had exceeded expectations and he couldn’t wait to report back to his m8 to tell him he’d been right, I was a total slag and he’d now bred Me too!

Chapter VII The day finally arrived. Not only would we offer Jeff to Bacchus but Luis as well. The sky was clear and once dusk came, the moon appeared as luminous as ever. There was also a change in both of our mood. Victor and I felt more energized and focused. Since the gentlemen were scheduled to be by midnight, Victor and I had ample of time to fuck each other, incessantly edging without a single drop of precum. When one of us felt as if we were about to climax, one of us would pull down the other's balls. We knew that we had to save our seed for Luis. We chose to conduct the ritual in the master bedroom, where we would have a better view of the sky. The windows and balcony door set open to allow the evening wind cool us. The sling was readjusted to face the bed, so that both gentlemen could take a glimpse of the other getting rammed by us. More candles were lit this time and Victor revealed a chest filled with quartz, crystals and some antique pendants. They were strategically placed around the room to encourage a sort of 'flow' as Victor puts it. Hemp ropes were placed at each bed pillar and for the sling, platinum chains that hooked onto high grade buffalo leather straps. A necessary upgrade for a sacred event. Luis and Jeff both came on time. They had introduced each other while waiting for us to open the door and they seemed to get along well. Though it was obvious that Jeff did most of the talking with Luis nodding in yeahs. Victor and I were dressed in a black priest robe made of silk. The rope that was tied around the waist had a ruby marble ball on each end. Underneath, we were bare naked. I had a silver buttplug in me while Victor chose a leather studded cockring. The first thing that Luis said when the door open was "Wow.." Jeff, "Nice.." "Welcome, gentlemen. We are very grateful that you both are here tonight. Never did I see my love Drew here being dedicated to the true God. Though it's just us 4, I must say that the progress made has been quick, given that I found the faith 3 years ago. Drew was the first person who I revealed my faith to and by chance and the blessing of the true god of pleasure, I found a purpose that I had to attend to. So thank you." Victor was always good with his words. As we climbed up stairs, I informed both men that it was expected if something out of the ordinary happened. Power outage, fallen objects or just a weird hunch. I had to remind them that the aura of that night is no like other. Jeff tried to keep a straight face but Luis listened still. Only after we entered the room did Jeff begin to understand what I meant. When Jeff stepped into the room, he felt as if a wave had swept his consciousness. His expression immediately got serious. "Now I see..." Somehow, his eyes seemed to be brighter than the rest of us. Perhaps our seed is starting to awaken him. Though none of us had started smoking, we started to experience a strange erotic sensation that heightened our senses. Without a word, each of us knew what we were supposed to do next. Luis looked at Victor and threw himself on the bed while Jeff winked at me as he got on to the sling. The only noise we made were quiet moans of approval and purrs when we touched each other. Both men were now strapped at the limbs, tight but comfortable. Victor was now kneeled at the end of the bed, facing Luis, caressing his body and pinching his nipple. His back faced mine as I stood in front of Jeff, gaze unbroken. The silence was finally broken when Victor began to proclaim, lifting both arms. Like before, his voice sounded deep, distorted but in harmony. "Tonight, we offer not just one, but two mortals for you, Bacchus. We give you a pair to prove our devotion to you, our willingness to sacrifice ourself to you so that we seek the true pleasure that you promise. The seed of my tribe will flow through these new devotees and as we grow in numbers, we will strengthen our devotion to you. Our faith is unbroken and we fully pledge ourselves to you, Dionysus. We beg you to bless us and accept our offerings tonight." It was now 1 AM. As Victor ended his proclamation, the wind flowing into the room was now stronger and the air was cold and thin. The room also got brighter from the candle's light turning more intense. With only the sound of the leaves rustling and the drapes dangling, we were quiet once again. Victor and I took out our pipes and shotgunned our new followers. Jeff's ass was as smooth as ever, but I know that my goal tonight was to inseminate him accordingly. It had to follow what the faith would demand. The way I fucked Jeff that night was slower than usual, and I could see how devoted Jeff now was with the way he looked at me. Just through nods we could understand each other. It was as if we were telepathic. At intervals, I pinched both his nipples and unlike before, he didn't let out a single cry. My head was also close to his, with me arching toward him, penetrating myself into him deeper. We were sweating and as we made out, I tasted the swear on his upper lip. I was surprised at my endurance. My pace was consistent and I never took a break. Even with T I would be tired but that night, I could tell that something took over me. Jeff too. All of us. Jeff's gyration was in sync with my thrust and the mild moans we released did no justice to how we felt. The gaze we had was pure devotion. Our fuck served as a vessel to gain the rewards and pleasure that were promised. A sacred lust that many would consider heresy. As for Victor, he had more work than me since Luis was going to receive the seed for the first time. He had his PA on tonight, and he was determined to give Luis a little booty bump. They were already experiencing religious ecstasy. The T was just an enhancement to it. After all, it was excess pleasure that proves one's devotion to Dionysus. The more elevated one can be, the closer they would reach Him. Luis' expression now changed. He was smirking in a sort of mischievous way. His eyes wider than ever. Looking at Victor from below, with their reflection behind, Luis finally released his inhibitions. "Bacchus, I surrender myself to you though my new leader, my maker. Victor" Victor nodded and got down to peck him, praising him as he fondled Luis' exposed body. As usual, Victor hovered his lips across his body, leaving pecks and licks on his sensitive parts, electrifying Luis. He rimmed Luis' hole in circles, pushing his tongue in and never missing a moment to taste his insides. His fingers then entered, going in and out with more of the T lube and the only noise that can be heard was the moan Luis was making, coupled with short breathes. Victor maintained strict focus in fingering Luis, glancing with envy at him. A believer's first sacrifice is one of the most precious form of pleasure there is. It is as close as one could get to being touched by Bacchus. Satisfied with his hole, Victor now lifted his legs on to his shoulder after loosening the ropes that kept him still. With both his palms holding the twink ass, he took his time to knead them, scratching both sides with his nails. With less than an inch away from his hole, Victor started to tease his cock, resting the PA around his hole. The coolness from the metal made Luis flinched and caused himself to pant more. He then widened his legs to clamp himself onto Victor, who accepted the embrace without getting his cock closer. The look of desperation that Luis made while being silent in his glossy innocent eyes gave Victor a spiritual high, a sort of bravado that certified his role to lead his devotees. Soon, that innocence in Luis would be wiped off. He will be liberated like the rest of them. What Luis was experiencing went beyond his expectation. He thought he would only be pozzed, and they would just smoke while speaking in gibberish Latin. Nothing came close. The way he felt, acted and responded were different. He knew he was conscious, but it felt as if he was now being influenced, or dictated by something supernatural. He wasn't the only one experiencing this. Everyone else too seemed to be in a sort of frenzy. Since they entered the room, barely anyone spoke. The ritual they were performing was synchronous to their hidden desire. The full moon had unlocked and released the debauchery they were in and they were enjoying every second that passed. As Victor pushed himself forward, Luis' opened his mouth in awe of how huge Victor's girth was. His insides widened and he moved himself towards Victor, showing how receptive he was to letting Victor in him. His hole was still tight, even after the foreplay and Victor was almost stuck at first when the head of his cock entered. With little mercy, Victor knew he had to force himself. In a single move, he readjusted Luis' legs on to him and quickly pulled himself in. There were no screams but a few drop of tears did formed in Luis. Immediately after, the pain subsided to satisfaction, with his insides now taking the full shaft. Once there was no spasm in his hole, Victor started to thrust into Luis, legs rested on both shoulders and ass wide for full comfort. Both Victor and Drew were penetrating at similar paces. The moment they were both at the exact same pace, a new wave of energy began to crept into the room. The movements they were making were in sync, close to being mechanical. It was also at this point did they realize that they were going to reach climax soon. They had spent almost 5 hours in the room. No one could keep track of how. long they were fucking. The wind got stronger, lifting the drapes and shutting the door. The candles glowed brighter and brighter. Luis looked up and saw what Drew had seen before. The ram got bigger and started to animate itself, creeping out of the wall to get closer to Luis. Victor, not missing a beat, also witnessed the ram and his head now tilted forward, as if the sky was calling him. Staring into the ram, Luis heard a voice.. "Your devotion to Him, your submission to Him, do you fully mean it?" In his mind, Luis was affirmative. "This decision is final and irreversible. Do you yield to Him?" Again, Luis agreed. At that moment, Victor couldn't hold himself any longer. Neither did Drew. They both came at the same time. The wind swept in again and the candle was no longer lit. With only the moonlight, they saw themselves glistening. It was as if they were rejuvenated. Both Jeff and Luis felt as if their hole was on fire, but strangely it cooled within minutes. In typical pig fashion, Drew ate his cum out of Jeff to feed to Luis while Victor fed his to Jeff. Dawn began and with the sky gradually turning itself blue, the men could now sense that they were now back to where they were. The mood got casual and they were now speaking freely. Before, it wasn't as if they were incapable of speech, it was as if they knew that speech was unnecessary. Their devotion required full focus and attention towards one another. Evidently, something did affect their behaviour. That something can also be said to solidify their faith. 2 weeks later, Luis and Jeff moved in. Luis kept his look like before as he wouldn't say that he had been reborn, but enlightened. Jeff on the other hand found his true self. He was still packing, chest broad and physique built as always. Though he now kept his hair in a bun and spotted a mid length scorpion above his navel, with its sting trailing down to his crotch. Victor had also convinced him to get some jacobs ladder. It would be a waste to not decorate his fat cock. It was also time that Jeff would start scouting and eventually top more, further justifying the piercing. Additionally, since that night, fortune started to favour these modern heathens. Wealth appeared in the form of scratch cards, stocks and sudden wills that the men were in possess of. For Victor, business was booming exponentially. Drew would never work a day in his life after playing with stocks. Jeff always won when he gambled and Luis, well Luis managed to make bank in publishing his studies on the occult. Like all things, the moment of prosperity that occurred was temporary. Only Victor could tell when a new offer was needed. He would either have vivid dreams of speaking to a minotaur or signs that were considered as bad omen would appear. He still could recall how after Drew had been with him for about a few months, a black raven flew itself into the house, breaking a window. Its blood shimmered, similar to the kind of glow he would see during his rituals. He was lucky to find Drew as most of the work went to him. Drew had made charts and documents that would help him procure more followers. He has also theorized that maybe if they found someone who had already been religious and is a devout follower of a certain faith, then the appeasement that would come from it would be even greater since it would take more than just convincing or influencing someone to abandon their faith in exchange for another that puts pleasure as the highest form of attainment. He had to find a closeted Christian, or a Mormon. Anyone that was spiritual by default. If he could get someone who spent most of their lives being faithful to a certain belief to replace their faith with the kind of belief that he worshipped, then he can truly exert real power.

Chapter II "How open are you, Drew?" I didn't know how to answer Drew's question. I was always very vanilla and kept it simple and short. The orgasms I've had from the wanks and sex I've done were always the same, not much were memorable or made me want to replay those moments. It was a routine that I did not mind. I asked Victor, what he meant by open and what would he recommend me to try out. By now, the T that I smoked would make me agree to anything he says as I already felt as if I have fully surrendered myself to him to do whatever he pleases. His questions were just confirmations that he wanted me to feel safe and comfortable. "Well, you can clearly see how vast my fantasies can be, given the nature of my bedroom. I am an artist after all. I enjoy testing limits, experimenting on my subjects, unlock their potential and free themselves..." Victor now placed me on the floor and made me crouch, looking up to him with full obedience. "What I want is to make you experience the freedom and pleasure that you repress deeply within you. I see it in your eyes..." My head was now cradled closer to him, our gaze unbroken. "Why not we try some mild things first and see how much you like it. Or if I like it. Would you be okay if I do something to you that I enjoy but brings you pain? You'll still be safe.." "Sure, yeah let's do it." I said in a rush. I was now extremely excited to see what Victor would do. We smoked a few times more and I felt more elevated than before. "Get on the bed all fours, Drew. We'll start with a little bondage play. Nothing too serious, everyone does it." I got on my back and spread like an eagle on the bed, seeing my reflection in the mirror above me with the ram looking right into me. Victor took out some ropes from the armoire and began tying my limbs to the bed's poster. They were tight and firm, leaving me with little movements. He also took out a gas mask from under the bed and placed it on me, connecting the hose to a larger glass bong placed on the end table. More T was placed and the torch was lit, as well as the candles around the bed. "Inhale." My nerves sparked again in every part of my body and with my limbs being tied, pulling myself only heighten the pleasure. The room was now only lit by the candles and Victor began to take off his jeans, and boy he was hung. It was at least 9 inches and his balls were massive. The cockring he had on was solid titanium and his thighs were bushy. He then wore a pair of tight rubber chaps that exposed both his ass and cock. His ass was muscular, though not as bubbly as mine but you can tell he could squat more than me. I still couldn't believe how big he was. Even through the foggy gas mask I had on, I knew that I wasn't ready to take him. Another hit was lit by Victor and he started to announce that it's time.. Still tied, I nodded and shouted yeah in anticipation. I first felt his callous hands on my body, and I can tell that oil now glistened everywhere on me. My breathing was deep and his frequent touch excited my nerves and sent waves of pleasure in me. As Victor stood on top of me, he bent down to lick both my armpit which caused me to twitch continuously, trying to pull myself in futile from being tied by the limbs. I let out screams and moans of "Yeahs.." as Victor nourished on my pits. His tongue then slid from my chest to my crotch, not giving my limp cock any attention. His tongue continuously slid up and down on me nonstop, further ending down on my ass where it was then lifted for him to devour. All the sex I've had before combined couldn't stand a chance to a fraction of how I was feeling at the moment. The waves of pleasure from the substances I've consumed and the state I was in made me realize that I have unlocked a part of me that I never knew existed. Victor nourished my ass and fingered me deep with his sharp nails, scratching my insides. Pain was secondary at this point. I was numb to the pain and was only experiencing pleasure. I could also feel his tongue piercing resting on my hole and entering it, in and out. Victor also rimmed my ass ring in circles as his fingers were expanding my insides. Suddenly, he stopped and I could only moan in desperation. More please, fuck was all I could repeat. "I'm glad that you're enjoying this Drew. I want to clean you up a bit before we go further. Make you more suitable for my taste.." The oil that was slathered on me was also stinging and I now saw Victor placing a leather pouch on the end table. Different sizes of razors were taken out to be sharpened. Another hit of the T to the gas mask was lit and my shaving commenced. My body hair wasn't thick, but it was pretty defined on my arms and legs. They were curly and so were my pubes. My hair wasn't too long and I could pull of a fringe at times. "I like my boys smooth.. like silk." Victor began to first shave my whole head with a clipper that was hidden. I thought he was only going for my body. I couldn't remember the last time I was bald. Then, the razor was glided onto my scalp to ensure that I was spotless. The only hair that was spared were my eyebrows. My face was next and just like the way he tongued me, he started from the top and to the bottom. When my armpit hair was gone, Victor dived in again. This time, it was more sensitive and I screamed louder than usual. I was lucky that it didn't last long. I could feel the cold air breezing on my arms now. The precision that Victor had in his shave was impeccable. Not a single cut. Even with him being on the same substances I'm on, he was skilful. Once my chest and torso were done, my legs were next. The stinging oil was applied again and I started to a realize a part of me that was once there was now gone. My pubes was of course the last part as after my legs were done, Victor began devouring my thighs again my moans of ecstasy restarted. The surface of his tongue, in contact with my bare skin intensified the nerves that were already excited from the T I had. It was as if there were layers in the pleasure I was experiencing. Once my pube was done, my hole was the last piece of hair that needed to be eliminated. A towel was then rubbed across my body to get rid of the hair. Looking at the mirror above, I didn't recognize myself. I was paler than I thought but I could see how my muscles were defined. It is as if I had been reborn. "Now, that's perfect. Here's a reward for being so patient and agreeing to this.. I got very lucky to find you Drew. Truly.." Before I could even say Me too, I was rimmed again, hole devoured by Victor's prowess. It felt better now with my bare skin exposed to his lizard like tongue. I was a new person now with this makeover I had. Still tied, I stared at my reflection, smiling as I said Fuck yeah. Thank you Victor. He was now on top of me and my mask was finally removed. Finally I could feel his tongue in my mouth, allowing me to savour the taste of myself. He spit in my mouth and our mouths locked with our tongues dancing together. Pearls of his sweat dropped on my face and was fed back by him. This was the raunchiest fuck I've done and my only regret is not having it done sooner. At every interval of us kissing, Victor kept praising how good I was and how beautiful I now looked. It's the perfect offering he would then whisper to me before devouring both my ears too and sending a shock of moans that I couldn't help contain. So smooth he would say, before pinching and twisting my nipples and spitting in me as I let out a scream. With the room only being lit with the candles, it was hard to properly see Victor but I can tell that his dark grin was more profound now. He then proceeded to adjust my tied limbs. My legs were now tied behind my arms, close to the rest to fully expose my ass. I was now positioned in a way where I was ready to get fucked. "We still got a long way to go, Drew. Don't get too excited now." "When are you going be inside me? I really need it man please..!" What was I saying? Was I actually begging? I had truly been reborn. "Patience and soon you'll be rewarded...good things come to those who wait..." Victor then left the bed and the gas mask full of T was put on again to feed me. I heard some noises and cabinets being opened from where I was, curious to what he was retrieving. He came back with 2 briefcases, one filled with dildos and the other with buttplugs. A nipple clamp was also in his hands and a jar of what seemed like grease was held by him. "This is to not just stretch you out, but to also test your limits." I could only look at the sizes of the toys with eyes wide open as I was now into a different kind of territory. Never have I tried toys as large as I saw.. I only had an average dildo back in college and even butt plugs made me squirm. Was I ready? "Are you ready, Drew? I want you to be confident that you can take this." "Yes, fuck yes. I'm ready." "Do you mean it?" "Yes, do whatever you want to me, stretch me out, I don't care. I want to feel it." "Whatever I want?" This got Victor's attention more than usual. "Yeah, I don't care I'm all yours, just do it now please." I couldn't sit still forever in that position without being touched, I needed something in me or against me. It was what my bare skin demanded. "If you say so....but don't worry, I will never make this hard on you.." My hole was now gently brushed by his fingers and slowly he dipped his index finger into a tiny jar and began probing me. Each probe, deeper than the last. "This is to calm your nerves, make you want more of what's to come..." My hole now felt different. At first it felt as if it was on fire, but then it cooled down to an ice like sensation that is insatiable for anything to be inserted. I started to moan and pleaded to get fucked, begging Victor to plug me now to shut my ass up. Victor could only reply with a grin as he looked up to the head of the ram above us. His fingers on his right hand probed me again while his left hand was now playing with my nipples, preparing the clamps on them. I could suddenly feel as if the room was also starting to get warmer and the candles around us were brighter than before. There was a sort of wave that was engulfing us. My only focus at that point was to just get fucked. Victor started to giggle as he held the first metal dildo that was bout twice the size of my cock. It was shiny and its texture was also rough, as if it was meant to scratch. "Toy time, Drew." I looked at Victor as his pupils were now expanded and both his eyes were fully black. I responded with a smile and nodded to him, signalling my permission before I looked up to see our reflection again.

PART 2 It wasn’t a long walk to his place. The sweat was dripping off me in the heat, and I was feeling a bit light headed between the heat and beers. I was relieved when we got to his place, climbing the steps to the third floor apartment in the old house. “I hope you have A/C,” I said. “I hope you like fans.” It was a small, older apartment. We walked in through the small kitchen. There was an old stove, and a table with two chairs. I noted there were some medication bottles sitting on the table. I could see part of the couch through the doorway into the living room. The air was pretty thick and stuffy. Henry went and turned on a couple fans while I just stood in the doorway between the kitchen and living rooms. Henry disappeared into the bedroom; I could hear a fan click on and some rustling. He came back out naked, his hefty cock semi-hard and swinging as he walked. “It’s a lot cooler without clothes.” I still only had my shorts on, and he got those off of me quickly. My eyes were fixed on his cock, which was getting harder by the second. I wrapped my hand beneath it, feeling the weight. It was growing longer, moderately thick at the base and tapering to a narrower head. “It’s good for working its way into tight spaces,” he grinned. I thought he would start playing with my cock, which had become totally hard on its own; instead, he reached back and ran his hand down the small of my back and between my ass cheeks. The sweat rolling down my back had slicked the route he followed down to my hole. I gasped as he pressed a finger right into my hole. It was rough and shocking, but sent this electrical jolt up into my body. “Seems college boys like their holes played with,” he grinned, then leaned in and started making out with me. His fingers kept massaging around my hole while one slipped in and out. The sweat wasn’t enough to make it slippery inside, but there was something hot about being roughly fingered — standing naked in this guy’s darkened living room. I groaned as he manhandled my ass for a couple minutes. Finally he reached up, wrapped his other hand around my head, and pushed me down toward his cock. “You have work to do before you earn my cock in that ass of yours.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, wearing only my flip flops. I love sucking dick, and I couldn’t resist getting to work on it. The shaft was already long and stiff, and it took me several attempts to ease it into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit as I tried to negotiate it deeper. Henry moaned softly. “That’s it, college boy. Deep throat that cock.” He rested on hand on the back of my head, coaxing me but not forcing. He was letting me do the work while he reaped the rewards of my cock worshipping. I was getting more turned on as I worked his cock, feeling the semi-hardon become rock solid in my mouth. It was hard to swallow the entire length, but I took a couple breaths, relaxed my throat, and slowly engulfed the whole shaft. Henry still didn’t push me.. I nuzzled my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling the scent of sweat and musk. My cock flexed with excitement. “Talented boy,” he said softly, almost reverently. He stroked my hair, still not pushing. I slowly backed off his engorged cock and looked up. There was pride on my face followed by a bit of a goofy grin as he sighed in pleasure. Without being asked, I descended onto his cock again, letting it slide past my tonsils and into my throat. Holding it there a moment, unable to do anything more. I felt saliva pooling and started to choke, so I pulled off quickly. “Get up on the couch, turn around so your ass is facing me. I want to eat that ass.” I knelt on the couch, my legs spread and chest against the back cushions. It felt hot offering up my ass that way, him kneeling behind me on the floor at the edge of the couch. I felt his hands massaging my ass; despite the heat in the apartment, his hands felt cool against my skin, and he started to gently blow on my hole. The sensation sent tingles through me again. I whimpered softly as he tantalized my hole. No one had ever played with it like this. Suddenly I felt a hot, wet sensation glazing my hole. I moaned, “ Fuck … that’s amazing….” “Like your ass eaten, do you?” He returned his tongue to my hungry hole. My body squirmed a little, the sensations coursing through me were so intense. He slapped my ass, shocking me and I yelped. “Look at this college boy!” He spread my ass apart and dove deeper into my hole with his tongue. His thumbs massaging the muscle surrounding my hole while his tongue probed me. “Oh fuck….” I whispered, overcome with the sensations. I’d never had my ass played with like this before. “Look at that…” he said as my ass convulsed, my hole naturally pulsing for him to see. “Someone’s ass is begging to be bred. Is that what it wants, college boy?” The word ‘bred’ struck me as odd on some level. I expected to hear ‘you wanna get fucked’ since my other hookups had said it. But he seemed to mean something else. A voice inside me wanted to ask about it, but it was last in intense sensations the assplay was bringing. “This ass is beautiful. Your hole is so pink. And so fucking tight, It doesn’t get used much, does it, college boy?” “No,” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed and inexperienced. Did he think I was bad at this? Was Jared better at bottoming. I hadn’t bottomed much, and it had usually felt very clunky. Henry was doing it very different, and my ass felt amazing. Suddenly I was afraid he would stop. I turned to try and look behind me. He was still kneeling at the edge of the couch. His cock was standing straight up, even without him touching it. Deep down I felt a primal urge — a desperate need for that cock. “I want to get bred,” I said quickly, mimicking the word he’d used earlier. His face split with an intense grin, and his cock bounced up and down, twitching with excitement. “Do you now? I’m gonna make that happen for you. But first we need to loosen up that hole. He stood up, his long cock pointing straight out toward my ass. I thought he was going to start fucking me then, which made me tense with anxiety. “Stay right there,” he said, and instead of fucking me he disappeared into the bedroom. I felt awkward and strange, kneeling on the couch with my ass sticking out. I’d been fucked on all fours a couple times, but this felt very different. Kneeling here, my ass exposed, waiting ….. I couldn’t hear much over the whirring fans in both rooms. A minute later he returned with some small objects in each hand, but I didn’t recognize them right away. “FUCK!” He growled, “That is one hot ass!” His comment made me feel even more awkward; no one had ever talked like this before …. Talking at me, rather than with me. I felt more like an object than a partner. He knelt down behind me again, setting the objects down out of my eye sight. There heard a series of quick, short squeaks, then a smooth, cool liquid was being spread on pink my hole. His other hand reached under me and began glazing my hardon with the same liquid. My head snapped backward and I moaned. “That’s it, college boy. Just enjoy it. I’m gonna make you feel sooooo good. You’re gonna give me this ass, and I’m gonna give you something special in return.” His fingers began to probe my hole again. It was different than the rough fingering before; the lube he was spreading inside me made the prowling smooth. He worked his fingers deeper into me than he’d been so far. I felt the sharp pain of my hole being stretched, and I think I grimaced. “You’re fine,” he said calmly into my ear. “Just relax. Relax those muscles, college boy. It’s time to give in to the gift.” “Yes, sir” I moaned, suddenly thinking of the line I’d heard in a few porn videos. I’d never said it before during sex, but it seemed somehow right in the moment. The intense feelings were overwhelming, and I pushed my own face into the rough fabric of the couch. I couldn’t help but groan and his fingers probed me deeper, stretching my hole, all while he massaged my cock. “You’re gonna make me cum,” I begged. “Oh, that’s a long ways off, college boy. You have to satisfy my cock before you get to cum.” His fingers left my hole and I gasped at the relief. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavy. The mix of the beers, muggy heat, and intense pleasure left my muscles feeling drained and weak all of a sudden. I kind of slumped over on the couch, needing to stretch my leg muscles. He grinned at me as I rolled onto my back. He pulled me forward a bit, so my ass what at the edge of the cushion. It was an awkward position because my upper body was half folded on itself, my lower back against the seat cushion, while my shoulders were pressed upright against the back of the couch. He was doing something out of sight beneath me, his eyes toward the floor. Then he looked up at my hole and pressed something cool and firm inside me. I winced, but he didn’t stop. There was a wired buzzing sound, and a vibration starting pulsing through my ass and up into my body. It was such a foreign feeling and I didn’t know what to make of it. “This’ll finish loosening you up, college boy.” He stood up, hovering over me. My body was oddly splayed on the couch, and I felt both awkward and powerless in the moment. My face was contorted with the mix of pleasure of weirdness pulsing inside me, my warms out to the sides, and my legs half holding themselves in the air. “You’re fucking hot,” he said. “I love seeing a college boy like this.” He reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to a standing position.My legs felt wobbly, and my balance was off. He pulled me tight against him for stability, then kissed me deeply. He looked me in the eye. “I can see how confused you are. You want this so badly, but part of you is afraid because you’ve never let go like this. And you aren’t sure what is coming next, but deep down you know what is coming next and you really, REALLY want it. You’ve been told all these years you’re not supposed to want this. You’re supposed to play safe like a good, clean college boy. But the fact is you are a dirty slut and desperately want what you’re not supposed to have.” He looked at me intensely. “Isn’t that right, college boy? You want this?” I was silent. Conflicted. Everything he’d said was true. I wasn’t supposed to want this. I should grab my clothes and go. I was afraid because this guy was going to break all the rules. That’s what Jared had tried to tell me but couldn’t — Henry broke all the rules. He’d used Jared, broken his rules, and now he was going to do the same to me. The good boy in me wanted to run, but I was powerless to because I desperately wanted this. “Let’s get you into the bedroom where we have more room.” [If you’re enjoying the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to keep inspiring the story.]

2 years ago I would have reacted with horror and disgust if somebody told me they were turned on by sex between father and son - but then Covid and lock-downs happened and a chain of events were set in motion in our little household that made my world spin out of control! I became a father at 24 when my fiancé at the time told me she was pregnant. The relationship didn’t last - basically because I was more into men than women - and I ended up moving to Copenhagen and she and our son stayed in Jutland. I paid child support and that was about the only connection I had with my son through the years. My ex married another man and he became the de facto father for my son. Fast forward to 2019 - my son, who was now 19, was supposed to start studies at Copenhagen university and finding a place to live in Copenhagen for a student with close to no income proved impossible. My ex contacted me and asked if I had a spare room and as I live in a rather large house in the suburbs of Copenhagen this was definitely an option. In the end my son reached out to me and everything was settled and he moved in by the end of the summer of 2019. He is a really good looking guy - muscular, strawberry blond hair, blue eyes and a very nice and friendly disposition. I myself am not too bad looking either and pride myself on staying in good shape etc. From the beginning I was very honest with him about the reason why I left his mother and why we agreed that growing up with her would probably be the best solution for all. He was fine with everything and didn’t hold any grudges so right from the onset all was fine. We settled into a daily routine - I going to work and attending to the chores around the house, he attending his studies at university, I did the shopping and if he was home for dinner we would prepare something together. He would be hanging out with his friends from university and I would hang out with my friends so we got along really well. I have to admit there were occasions where I couldn’t help noticing how incredibly sexy he looks and that would also make my trousers feel a little tight in the front! But I quickly stopped myself and reminded myself that he is my biological son for crying out load!! The Corona hid in March 2020 and Denmark basically closed down overnight and he and I were suddenly confined to the house 24/7. Again we found a good routine with regard to my work and his studies - and since both he and I had been regulars at the local gym we also started to come up with some exercises and workout routines that we could do in our home. We would normally get up around 6-6.30 and start out with our exercises, then jump in the shower, eat breakfast and be ready for work and studies around 8 o’clock. The exercises would take place in the dining room where there is a lot of open floor space and we quickly started helping each other during various repetitions and routines due to the lack of gym equipment. As we started the days with exercising right after having jumped out of bed, we would both be in our underwear and nothing else and I very soon became painfully aware of the effect his young body had on me. To sit real close to him, smelling the scent of young male coming off of his body. Seing the sweat form patches between his legs and above his ass crack, the scent from his armpits … I was completely turned on! And was horrified by the fact! And of course he noticed my discomfort - and quickly guessed the reason. And he turned out to be much more relaxed about it than me. One morning, three weeks into the lockdown, we were on the floor in the dining room in our underwear when he suggested we try a new routine. Basically either he og I should lie flat on the floor on our backs and the other would then place his knees on the shoulders on the one lying down. The one lying down should then raise his legs into upright position only using his abs and thigh muscles. And he wanted me to go first which I agreed to without really realizing what this routine would mean in terms of proximity. I got down on my back and suddenly he crouched down at my head placing his knees on my shoulders thereby placing my face right between his thighs and I could clearly feel his packages touching the top of my head. When I started lifting my legs he would raise himself slightly as if to make sure I couldn’t move my upper body off the floor. But this movement meant that his package and crotch were now placed squarely over and partly on my face - and I’m pretty sure no straight gym buddies have ever done this routine!! The scent from his crotch was intoxicating and the view and feel of his package as it graced lightly against my nose and mouth, just separated by the fabric of his underwear, was too much for me and I began getting hard. Which obviously made me panic completely. I tried to get up but he had anticipated this and in one fluid, quick move he dove down over my upperbody, slid his hands under the waistband of my underwear and pushed them down releasing my cock which sprang up and slapped back against my stomach. The next I felt was his warm mouth engulfing my cockhead and by then I was too far gone to care about anything. I pushed him sideways until we were in the 69 position and ripped off his underwear revealing his rockhard cock and tight, full balls and I just went to town. We sucked each other like madmen and soon - within seconds of each other - we shot our loads into each other’s mouths. Afterwards we lay exhausted next to each other but eventually I sat up and looked down on my beautiful son who had drops of my cum down his chin. He smiled broadly up at me and said 'You probably have a trillion things to say about how wrong this is but I have never been so turned on before in my life and by the look of things neither have you and since nobody can get pregnant why don't we just go for round two?' and with that he pulled med down on top of him and started kissing me with a fire and passion that got me going in no time. It marked the beginning of a fantastic relationship that is still ongoing. Both he and I know this is completely wrong but for now we just enjoy each other in all ways possible and then we just wait and see what lies ahead. My son has always been into older men and as we were never together when he grew up he doesn’t see me as his father but more as a mature man he can have sex with in safe surroundings and experiment with. I’ve always had a healthy appetite for sex so sharing my house with a horny young man who gets an erection if a door slams too hard is a dream.

It was unexpected – I’ll admit that right up front. In fact, I wasn’t even planning or looking to get laid that day. I was 20 years old and taking a summer class, so I stayed at my college for the first part of the summer. The college was located in a small town, mostly bars and mom-and-pop stores with homes built in the mid 1990s. When the college emptied out for the summer, so did the town. In fact, several of the bars closed for the season due to lack of business. It was a weekday afternoon. I was done with my class and decided to walk the mile and a half to the convenience store to grab a few things for my dorm room. It was an unusually warm day, so I pealed off my shirt, walking in just my shorts and flip flops. The sun felt awesome and, to be honest, I was feeling kinda sexy. I wasn’t thinking rationally — I know gingers are supposed to avoid the direct sun, but I didn’t care. I didn’t usually strut around shirtless in public, but the heat demanded it, and it felt good to do so. I wanted to feel free and sexy. Not that there were many people around to see. I was walking past the row of college bars. Things were pretty dead this afternoon. I saw one of the staples of Bar Row was open, The Pit. I’d been in there just a few times. It was more of a Townie bar, though the college students would certainly go in on weekends. The front of the bar was open to the street, and most of the seating was at the bar itself. I saw a few people sitting there drinking. One guy caught my attention. He was wearing jeans and a shirt with sneaker; his clothes had some paint stains on them. He had a mop of dirty blonde hair under a baseball cap. I think his name was Henry, and I’d met him a few months earlier through a friend of mine. Henry was a Townie, and he’d fucked my friend Jared during the school year. He saw me on the sidewalk and waved, then motioned me to come up to the bar. I hesitated. He motioned again, and I took a few tentative steps, not sure about going into the bar. Did I need to put on my shirt? What if they wanted ID? “How’s it going?” He asked as I got closer. “Good. Just walking down to the store.” “You’re Jeremy, right?” “Yeah. You’re Henry, right?” He grinned. “So you remembered me? I didn’t expect that.” He motioned to the bartender. “He needs a beer.” I froze, figuring this was where I got tossed out. “What are you drinking?” I answered and an icy bottle appeared in front of me. Henry pushed the little pile of dollar bills closer to the edge of the bar, and the bartender took some out of it. Seems any paying customer is welcome on a slow day. Henry and I made some idle chat while sharing a beer. Then he ordered us a pitcher. Henry wasn’t a great conversationalist. He was a local painter, never been to college, and had lived most of his life in this area. He didn’t travel much, except down to Key West a couple of times to “check things out.” He did talk about some resorts he went to that “were really hot and a lot of fun.” He was giving off subtle signs he was interested. Hr brought up my friend Jared, who had introduced us. “Jared’s a lot of fun once he relaxes,” Henry said grinning. “You two ever play together?” The question caught me off guard. I didn’t even talk about what I do sexually with someone else. I felt awkward and exposed by the question. I probably blushed. “We’ve played around a bit.” Henry grinned. “Probably not the way I’ve played with him. I think Jared learned a few new things.” That sent a thrill though me. Jared and I had had sex several times, usually after being out on the weekend. But we’d also shared a couple intentional nights where we explored together. He’d been the first person to fuck me. Only a couple guys had done it since. There was something about Henry that Jared had tried to tell me about. I knew they’d had sex a few times while I was dating someone briefly. Something about it had surprised Jared, and kind of bothered him, but he wouldn’t say what it was. “Did Jared tell you I am poz?” I froze for a moment. “No. He didn’t.” “Ah. I thought he might have. It spooked him at first, even left my apartment the first time I told him. But he came back. Once you get past all the stories about it, you realize you can still have a lot of fun.” I didn’t answer, unsure what to say. I’d always been told to avoid it, not to hook up with someone who was poz, that condoms were essential for sex, even when giving a blow job. I’d tried using them for a blow job, and it was totally awful — I decided it was worth the risks to suck a bare cock. At one point Henry slid off his stool to go the restroom, running his hand across my abs as he did so. I didn’t pull away. He was probably twice my age, but something about this was alluring. I’d never been in this situation before, and there was something about it that made me tingle. I also had to pee, so I took the opportunity to follow him toward the restroom. It was a dingy, smelly trough in the basement. Henry was standing there finishing up, shaking his dick vigorously. He looked over at me and grinned. He shook it again, letting me see the head. I was definitely feeling the beers and just stared at his cock as I stood at the trough and pulled out my own. “You like what you see?” He asked. I hesitated. What do I say? This isn’t how I’ve met guys in the past. Sure I’d snuck peeks at guys dicks at the urinal before, but never so obviously, and no one had ever asked me that question in the bathroom. “It’s okay, college boy. You should like it.” Henry stepped closer, and my hand automatically reached out to feel his dick. It was semi hard. A thrill went right through my body. The door creaked and Henry stepped away immediately. Another guy walked in, loudly proclaiming his need to pee. Henry zipped up and walked out as I struggled to hide my hardon. It took me a minute before I could pee with it. When I went back to the bar, he was back having his beer. “Finish your beer and then we’ll move on?” He suggested. “I have some beers at my place.” My heard starting racing. He wanted to take me back to his place. I wasn’t naïve or stupid. I knew what this was. My cock was hard again. I hadn’t had sex in weeks and was feeling super horny. Henry had fucked Jared a bunch of times — he must be good if Jared kept going back. And now I wondered how soon Jared had known Henry was poz. It made be nervous knowing that, and I should probably say “no thanks.” But I couldn’t muster those words. Standing there in just my shorts and flip flops, shirt tucked into my shorts, I wanted to see what would happen. His hands reached up under the leg of my shorts and started caressing the inside of my thigh. I got super nervous that the bartender would notice, but no one was watching us. “Did Jared tell you I have a thing for gingers? I’d asked him about you a few times.” I didn’t know either of those things. “Let’s get going, college boy. I have something I’ve been wanting to give you for awhile.” [If you’re enjoying the start of the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to inspire the story.]

I love hot humid Southern Ontario summer nights. Especially when my hubby is away like this particular one. I had tossed back three generous gin and tonics with my rare barbecued steak for dinner and it was getting dark. I decided to head out for a walk wearing only sandals and red flimsy gym shorts. They did little to conceal my semi erect cock and if I wasn't careful it could grow and peek out through the leg. This knottiness mixed well with the booze in my system and the sensual humid air. I walked the railtrail beside our bay hoping this might be one of those rare nights I came upon someone interested in an anonymous encounter. Other than the voices of some teens likely skinny dipping I didn't meet or hear anyone. That is until I got to the high end condo under construction next to the trail. A security company vehicle sat by the side of the fenced work site and a young guy in his uniform sat in the driver's seat, window rolled down. The closer I got I could make out he was a turbaned East Indian. Probably 20 years old, small stature and warm inviting smile. I approached his open window and we chatted about the weather, sports and some sporty cars that drove by. He was a sexy little bugger and I had to sheild my crotch with my hand. He noticed and grinned. I asked if he was alone at this site all night. "Yes " "It must get boaring?" I added. "Yeah, a bit. Don't tell anyone but sometimes my girlfriend drops by to help with that. " "Oh. Is she coming tonight?" "No, she's also at work." I was disappointed to hear she existed but decided to go for broke. "Does she suck your cock to help pass the time?" "No! Are you kidding? She's very religious. " "Have you ever had your cock sucked?" "No." "Do you want to change that tonight?" "I don't want to get in trouble. Besides who would do it? You?" "It would be my pleasure. We could slip inside out of sight. " "No I don't think so. " My erection was now poking out the leg of my shorts and I could see his trousers tenting. "Could we be quick? I don't want to loose my job." He opened the gate and we scrambled into the middle of the unfinished building. I slipped out of my shorts, crouched and opened his trousers. To my delight I was facing a ten inch long straight pole of an erection. I knew immediately which hole I needed this beautiful cock in. I proceeded to give him a very well practiced blowjob and from his moans I didn't need to ask if he was enjoying it. When I figured I'd edged him close to shooting I stopped and told him I wanted him to fuck me. "I don't have a condom, do you?" he asked. "Let's go to the roof I responded ignoring his question. I didn't bother gathering my shorts and had him equally as naked by the time the elevator cage reached the roof. I led him by the hand to the bay side of the building. I leaned against the railing and directed him to move in behind me. When he was in place I grabbed his magnificent cock and teased it against my hole. I pushed back and as his head penetrated I gasped. He asked; " Are you sure?" "Never more so was my enthusiastic response. Slowly but surely I pushed back 'til he was balls deep. This was all too much for his virgin cock and he blasted away deep into my guts. Immediately he apologized and I assured him there was nothing to apologize for. "But I came in your ass." "Exactly what I was hoping for, Thanks. ... You're not getting soft. Why don't you keep going?" He needed no encouragement and was pounding away at my sloppy hole. He fucked two more loads into me before we heard the elevator gate slam shut. We hadn't heard it move being so engrossed in our fucking. "My supervisor! Shit, my clothes are on that elevator. What are we going to do?" "I suggest you keep fucking." Came the deep voice of the handsome bear that was already slipping out of his clothes. The young Indian was to frightened and backed away. The supervisor now naked and sporting a beer can thick six inches dove into my ass with his bearded mouth. When he pulled off licking his lips he said. "Fuck, better than I thought. How many loads have you pumped into this trespasser?" "Three" "Well time for me to catch up!" And he plunged balls deep into me proceeding to rail me for the next hour and blast me full of three loads. "You ready to go again. " he asked the young Indian. The 10 inch cock was back up my ass and the supervisor was backing his ass hole onto my raw cock. We found the perfect train rythm and 20 minutes later when the guard emptied again into my flooded ass I shoot my load into supervisor. None of us got dressed until we got back to the ground floor where the supervisor's deminor became very officious. "Don't ever let me catch you trespassing here again or you'll get more than 'security deposits.' I wondered what he meant as I walked home not even trying to keep the cum from leaking onto the ass of my gym shorts.

Normally I hookup through Grindr or one of my regulars if it’s not a weekend. Today I went to get a part for my weight bench and met this really femme but handsome salesman at Academy Sports. I was in gym shorts and a hoodie with “Pride” on the front. Very sweaty to be honest. He was in the polo shirt and very tight jeans that showed his very nice cock print. He helped me load my car and asked if I had a BF when finished, I said no of course and he started flirting. He kept causally adjusting himself so I’d notice his package. I kept brushing against it, eventually he said I go on break soon, you should go to the restroom and then walked away. I went in and went for the large stall. A moment later he knocked slightly and let himself in. Lot of kissing as he pulled his cock out. Beautiful shaved BBC. I started sucking until he pulled me up and turned me facing the wall. Fucked for about 5 minute and he throbbed a huge load into me. He kissed my neck and said thanks for being a slut. Gave me his number and left. My shorts are soaked with his cum leaking out (I always wear jock straps) hope to hookup again tonight.

I had never seen it before, but as I scrolled through grindr the other day I came across an interesting profile. "Piggy +" was all it said. There was a pic of a handsome, hairy guy and a few random details. Curious (and horny), I hit him up. As I often do, I sent him two pics to show what I was looking for: the first was of a raw cock buried in my hole, the second was of my hole dripping cum afterward. He took a few minutes to respond and at first I wondered if he was interested, but in response to my pics, I received a pic of a thick uncut hog next to a 12 oz soda can. The cock was longer than the soda can, and it didn't look like it was much thinner! Turned out that he works pretty close to me, but I hadn't seen him before because he just re-joined the app after a long time away from it. We exchanged messages for a while as he was able. He finished work at 4:00 so naturally, I invited him to come by and unload when he did. He readily agreed. We chatted a while longer and agreed that I would undress and wait ass-up just inside the door to my apartment. I spent the afternoon making sure I was clean and ready to take the pounding I hoped he would give me. A few minutes after 4:00, he messaged to say he was on his way. I unlocked the door, undressed, and squirted some lube up my hole just for good measure. I had laid out a sheet on the floor of my living room, and I got down on all 4's on it to await his arrival. Footsteps in the hallway and then the doorknob turned. I heard this stranger enter my apartment. He paused; I hoped he was admiring the view of my slightly gaped hole staring back at him. After a moment I heard the familiar rustle as he shed his clothes. A finger slid effortlessly into my slicked-up pucker, then two. He slid them in and out for a bit before withdrawing them. Then I felt his tongue instead. He licked my hole, sucking on it a bit, and darting his tongue in and out almost like a lizard. It felt amazing! I didn't want this treatment to end, but soon he spoke his first words: "I need to breed this hole." Music to my ears! I heard the click of the lube cap and then a pressure on my hole. I took a few huge huffs from my brown bottle as the head of this enormous member popped inside me. Without stopping, he slid all the way in until he was balls-deep. The tip caressed my prostate over and over as he began rhythmically sliding in and out, in and out. The precum ran in rivers from my cock, soaking the sheet beneath me. It was sheer heaven! Gradually, he picked up the pace and as he did so, he grabbed my hips. Soon he was pounding me relentlessly, his body slapping against mine each time he thrust deep inside me. I clenched my hole around his shaft and felt it get harder. He was about to cum! With a moan, he began dumping his warm cum deep in my guts, his cock jerking and spasming against my still-tightened sphincter. At last the spasms subsided and he slowly withdrew. I spun around and cleaned him off with my mouth, in customary fashion. Without another word, he dressed. Headed for the door, he paused for a second and said, "The plus sign on my profile IS what you think it is." Then he was gone. I felt a chill of excitement wash over me. I grabbed a toy, a 6" dildo that I've had for years. For the next five minutes I plunged it in and out of my hole, stopping occasionally to clean the poz cum and my ass juices off before plunging it back inside me. When I had seen the "+" sign on his profile that it meant he was poz. Now that I knew, I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I couldn't stop playing with myself. Eventually I jerked off, knowing that if his seed took, my load would soon be toxic too. I messaged him on grindr about an hour later. "Hot time, you're welcome anytime you need to breed an ass." His response was simply the purple, grinning devil emoji followed by a pig snout. I very much hope this becomes a regular thing.

I visited Parliament House of Augusta this weekend. I went to the pig pen Sunday night. Got naked at the door and saw a guy I wanted. I pulled him into a room but left the door open so other guys could watch him bang my ass. I watched in the mirror I was facing. He didn’t load me but was a great fuck. Afterwards I sat down and a good cocksucker came along and blew me until I nutted his throat. The next night, I saw one of my favorite fuck buds walk into the maze. He saw me going into a gloryhole room and went into the adjoining space. He dropped that fucking perfect 8-9 inch fuck stick through the hole and I turned around and slid on. I swear that dude was trying to hit me in the brain he was fucking me so hard. He loaded me up and afterwards I found a hot guy roaming around, bent him over a chair in the jail cell then fucked and loaded his ass.

I would say urgent fuck is my most common, although most of them happen in a sex club these days, so time isn't really a limitation. I also love emergency fucks, as long as there isn't a high possibility of arrest. Last night I let a guy breed me in his in the driveway in front of his garage, at 11:15 pm on a well lit suburban street. I would be lying if I denied enjoying it to the fullest. Bed fucks are my least favorite, I am both an exhibitionist and an uninhibited pig, while I do occasionally do private vanilla fucks they lack a certain thrill that comes with the other 2.

I don’t know exact specifics but I have a few friends that are cum whores and on prep. None of them have gotten it. They have gotten other Sti’s but remain hiv neg. One of them had a contest with me about a month ago to see how many loads we could get at the bath house and be won with 5 loads. I was 4 btw. Lol. He is still neg.

Thank you for reading. As the next part/chapters are released, you will learn more of the darker, deeper desires of Chance. My own personal fantasy has been given a name, and a place to distribute it. I am looking forward to your thoughts. 😁

Wants to be used for toxic seed

It is also important to remember that back in the 80s when condom use was first pushed it was called “safer” sex not “safe” sex as with so many things the general population did not fully appreciate the subtle but important difference and shortened it to just “safe sex” Bluedragon is right the only way to guarantee that you don’t get HIV through sex is to abstain Condoms when used and used correctly are very (though not 100% effective) but,… they can break (or be broken) slip off or be taken off, or be forgotten in the heat (or drunkenness) of the moment Everyone has to choose their own comfort level when it comes to what level of safer sex they will participate in Fortunately science as had big advances since the 80s when condoms were our only choice now in addition to condoms we know that poz tops can become undetectable and therefore untransmissible and we have PrEP or you can do any combination of the above for bottoms the good thing to remember is that PrEP is only one of the options where they can be totally in control of their choice

That's actually exactly what you should NOT do with respect to PrEP. It's not just "wise" to get a full STD screen; you need to have a conclusive HIV test before starting PrEP, because if you're already infected with HIV and you're not on meds, taking PrEP (which isn't capable of fighting an already-active HIV infection) can end up producing HIV that is resistant to the two meds that make up PrEP - and those two meds are (with a third or fourth component) the basis of standard HIV treatment. If a patient ends up resistant to those two meds, any HIV treatment based around those two will be ineffective. Seeking out and taking PrEP without the afore-mentioned screenings is a bad course of action.

All the pieces are settling into place, with partnerships forming and more than a little talk of being exclusive. It would be especially great if Artem and Franco can crack through their inhibitions and learned roles and share more of their selves with each other. My question: where does this leave Liam, particularly if Max and Alex decide to go exclusive? How is he going to cope with being shut out from that aspect of his very special relationship with the prince?

I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume you didn't understand the point made: Loving v. Virginia could NOT possibly have referenced Roe v. Wade, because Loving was decided in 1967, and Roe was decided in 1973, six years later. Linear time, what a concept. I would quote your comment about "facts that exist counter to your beliefs" but I think that would be unsportsmanlike. Moreover, Loving was (as I noted above, in a post you must not have read) based its decision primarily on the Equal Protection clause of the Fourteenth Amendment, and only partly on the Due Process portion of that amendment. Roe was not - absolutely NOT - predicated on the Equal Protection Clause at all. Here's the "money quote" from the Roe decision: "A state criminal abortion statute of the current Texas type, that excepts from criminality only a life-saving procedure on behalf of the mother, without regard to pregnancy stage and without recognition of the other interests involved, is violative of the Due Process Clause of the Fourteenth Amendment." THAT is the holding of Roe - and that is the holding that was specifically overturned in June in the Dobbs case.

Last guy last night was you, just recently turned 18. Short black kid with a nice 7.5” hard as rock tool. Was almost comical. Changed position every few strokes, moved around the room. Finally blew his load in me in front of the mirror. Guess he likedd watching himself fuck me. Must have Ben one heck of a load because Imfelt squishy for a long time. A nice older guy who knows what he’s doing is always fun, but sometimes a youngster who’s making it up as they go can be fun.

Chapter one Don’t cum inside me without a condom! The Stud Starting at the beginning when I first discovered dominating, barebacking, and breeding. For several years I had bad luck with sex, I knew I wasn’t a bttm early but no one could take my large dick. It turns out the size is less of an issue when you remove the rubber. So one night after the bar I was crashing on a friend's couch, a mutual friend crashed on the floor. Part way through the night I was cold so I picked him up and put him on the couch with me to cuddle. I’m pretty sure I didn't even wake him while doing so. I snuggled back and a while later I felt him rub his ass against me. I took it a step further and pulled his underwear down. I didn’t have condoms but I was so fucking horny I decided to tease his ass with my cock. I was surprised when my dick went in with a small shove, it had never been this easy to enter a guy with a condom on. He noticed though. It definitely woke him up. I pumped a few times in and out and he moaned with pleasure. —Side note I’m lucky he’s bi, I had no idea what his orientation was at the time.— This is the first time I was ever able to put my whole cock inside a man and feel his ass stroke me with every thrust. I knew right away condoms were my enemy. I was still fucking him slow, savouring the new feeling and assuming that this was temporary that it could all stop if I wasn’t careful. Then he gave me an idea that hadn’t even crossed my mind. The first and only thing he said to me was a meek whisper “please don’t cum inside me without a condom on”. A switch went off an I went from being afraid he would stop me to being determined to take him. I told him “yes baby” and started pounding him deep and fast and in less than a minute I was shooting a huge load right up his ass and watched his face shoved into the pillow contort with pleasure, fear and confusion. He asked why I came inside him when he told him not to and I pretended that I misheard him, but I didn’t apologise. He said he’s okay with what I did, but not to do it again. Hahaha, I've bred this guy so many times since then, more than he realizes. This night transformed me into a load giver. When I pick a guy to load he gets it deep every time, and I prefer a challenge. The Prey Saturday night and the weather's warming up. I needed to go out and drink. Some guys from my dorm are going out to the gay bar and I figured I’d join them. I’m bi but I haven’t done much with guys yet, it’s too risky. We had a fun night dancing and I had way too much to drink. I didn’t realize that at the time and so agreed to go to an afterparty in a house nearby. The after party turned out to be just a few people chilling out playing video games. Somehow I fell asleep on the floor by the couch and only noticed when someone picked me up and put me on the couch. It felt really nice to be handled this way, and I was pleased to realize he was joining me on the small couch. I felt him press up against my back with his hard cock my ass. --Wait! Why can I feel his skin? Where are my pants?!-- I guess he could tell I liked it anyway. I felt him adjust so his head was at my hole. This is now the farthest I’ve ever gone with a guy. I’ve played with my own ass, but never had anyone this close. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t have a condom so of course we can’t… Suddenly he pushed all the way in. I was shocked, it did hurt but I was still drunk enough to ignore the pain. He doesn’t have a condom on! He starts pumping his cock in and out in long strokes, every time he pulls back i panic about fucking bare, but as soon as he pumps in my brain goes blank with pleasure. I’ve never felt my prostate this much, his cock is warm and so incredibly deep. His thrusts are getting faster and his breathing is getting shorter. I know what this means and I really start to panic and tense up. I had enough wits about me to demand. “Please don’t cum inside without a condom on!” He gripped my torso hard and hissed “yes baby”. --good he heard me.-- Then he sped up more and pounded so hard it really started to hurt. I was about to tell him to stop, I’m not sure that he would have thought, when he thrust deep into me and his cock pulsed. I turned my head around to tell him to pull out! But he just covered my face with his hand and shoved me into the pillow. I couldn’t say anything, I tried to squirm free but I think that just milked his cock more. Finally after what felt like forever the pulsing stopped, he sighed and let me go. Immediately I demanded “Why did you cum in me when I told you not to!”. He smiled, winked and told me he thought I told him to cum inside. I guess that’s possible. I didn’t want to make a scene so I just said “whatever, now you know, don’t do it again.” He just replied with “yes baby”, pulled his shorts on and left. I passed out exhausted, still drunk, and apparently full of cum. Now it’s noon I’m hungover, walking back to my dorm wondering how I let last night happen and his huge load escapes with what I thought was going to be a small fart. People can see it, there’s no way they can’t. This is why they call it the walk of shame.

At 60 I've never had sex in a toilet (washroom in the US) until yesterday. I was looking up local cruising spots on the web last week and found a post saying he'd been to a local shopping centre and hooked up in the loo's there. I know all the local spots and this was completely new. I went in on a few occasions last week but there was no sign of anyone, probably because most guys are at work at the times I was going in. I kind of lost hope and thought it was misinformation but, went down yesterday in the late afternoon anyway as I was passing. I walked in but it was quiet, no one at all. So I had a pee and as I finished a guy walks in looks at me and goes into one of the eight cubicle toilets. I wash my hands and noticed he hadn't shit the cubicle door. I had to walk past it to get to the entrance and glanced in. He was standing facing the wall and appeared to be peeing however, he glanced over his shoulder at me and I saw his eyebrows raise slightly so I smiled back. He started to turn and I saw he had a bursting hard on. I walked onto the cubicle and grabbed his cock and we kissed. He was about 40 and not bad looking, slim build and as tall as me. He reached round and locked the cubicle door and asked what I was into. I said I'm versatile and he said he was a top and would love to fuck me. By now I was as horny as fuck and ducked down and began sucking his cut cock. He tasted great. He dropped his trousers and he was completely shaved. He began moving his cock, fucking my mouth very slowly and I encouraged him with my hands on his arse. After a few minutes he said he wanted to fuck me so I stood and dropped my trousers. I was prepared with a small bottle of poppers and a sachet of lube which is nearly always in my pocket. He took the sachet but refused the poppers as he said they have a adverse effect. I snorted the poppers as he lubed his cock then I turned round and I felt a lubed finger pushed gently into me. Then I felt the head of his cock being rimmed around my hole before being slowly inserted. It felt so good as he pushed himself into me and the poppers made me want him to fuck me and give me his load. He was gentle at first and asked if I was okay. Then he began to speed up into a nice rhythm. God it felt good. I snorted more poppers and he picked up the pace, thrusting his cock into my hole as deep as he could. I could tel he was close as his breathing became quicker and fucking more urgent. Suddenly he grunted as he pumped his hot load into my arse. He held it inside me as I finished myself off shooting a load over the toilet seat back. As I did so he was kissing my neck. We cleaned up and he said he'd seen me there the week before but was unsure if I was up for it or just using the loo. We may well meet again, I certainly hope so.

hey would love to meet you 😉

Finished with breakfast and the dishes cleared, the 4 of them ascended the stairs. "Dad, lover when we make viral love, I'd like you on your back while I lower myself onto your viral cock." MJ suggested. "Great idea!" TJ echoed. As they entered the bedroom, Matt said, "Though no less intimate, last night was about sharing our virus with you. Since that was taken care of, from now on it's pure viral lovemaking pleasure." Giving TJ's ass a squeeze, Ty said, "You've seen Matt and I making love and we do use a bit of lube, just a minimum to make penetration easier and the friction of our lovemaking is enough to break it down and ultimately it's skin on skin. I want that with you, my lover, my son." "Dad, my lover, I want the same with you!" MJ exclaimed. "Before we get the viral flu, I want to know the feeling of every ridge and vein of your viral daddycock. The same will have to be true for daddy Ty's viral cock, so if blindfolded I'll know the difference between lovemaking and fucking!" Matt gave Ty's earlobe a gentle nibble. "Our son is amazingly profound and romantic. You heard right, MJ and TJ are our sons, as well as our lovers." From the nightstand drawer, he extracted two tubes of lube and handed one to each of the young men. "We'll get on the bed and you men squeeze out a nickel sized portion to lube our viral cocks, anything left can lube your holes." On the bed, Matt and Ty were on their backs, viral cocks throbbing and leaking viral precum. Kneeling in front of them, MJ and TJ squirted out lube and coated their dads viral cocks and the remnants went up their own assholes. The young men straddled their dad lovers chests, lowering themselves on the viral cocks that made them. Moans of bliss filled the air as the four of them commenced their lovemaking. TJ and MJ pulled their dad lovers up for intimate kissing. Rocking back and forth, their viral lovemaking was passionate. Lovemaking sweat coated their chests, gluing them together. Matt was the first to reach climax and Ty followed a second later. Reluctantly, the young men rose, relinquishing the viral cocks, only to lick the remnants of their lover dads viral cum and their own ass juices, sharing it with their lover dads in deep kisses. "Lover dad, this is the happiest day of my life!" MJ declared. "I have the love of three beautiful QUEER men, men I'm in love with. TJ will agree with me when I say we've been blessed by beautiful viral lovemaking, their virus coursing through our bodies. Lover dad Ty, my love for you is just as strong and TJ, my lover, I love you with everything I have, everything I am. Today, I'm the luckiest QUEER man alive!" Almost on the verge of tears, Matt said, "We're 4 of the luckiest QUEER men alive! This calls for a celebration!" To be continued

It's almost 2.30am here now but I'm still reeling from a fierce foursome. A fuckbud had wanted to tag team me for a while. Told him that was fine with me if he could find another top. Instead he found two, a couple. Nice cocks too. Almost two hours of fucking. A cock in my ass almost all the time. Plenty of spit roasting. Sore as fuck but I got six loads in my ass and a delicious one down my throat. Fuck.... I want a repeat 😉

Good. All bottoms should know to do this.

Chapter III From the mirror, I saw myself moaning with every thrust from the dildos that Victor was inserting into me. The substance that was rubbed into my hole made me took all of the dildos like a champ. Victor was impressed at how little I resisted. "It's as if you were made for it. Amazing." The sensation that I felt from every kind of dildos there were was indescribable. The difference in the girth and width made my hole more adaptable and flexible. My hole really was being trained to take dick. I don't think I could ever thank Victor more. With every kind of dildo that I took, a buttplug was put in for a while before I take the next dildo. This lasted almost an hour. We were both sweating and moaning yeahs incessantly, nodding at each other as if we were actually animals, incapable of speech. I can tell my hole had been dilated and changed forever. The size of the buttplugs I've taken surprised Victor as I had no qualms in holding it. "You know Drew, I think I have actually found the one. You. Everything is in the right place at this moment, you see." The luminance of the candles and the heavy weight of the air in the room heightened my senses to devote my full attention to Victor. "I have to tell you, I worship Dionysus, and you would be the perfect offering. We can do so much more to please him.." I didn't have to digest anything he said, the look he gave me and the energy I felt made sense to me. I understood what our purpose was. My only fear was what was going to happen to me. "How do we please him? What will I come to be?" By now, our voice sounded distorted and deep, even our inflection was now different. "All he asks is your loyalty, your dedication. Worship him with me and we will be invincible." The last buttplug was now pulled out swiftly and I screamed while Victor is now on top of me, our faces not even an inch apart. My ass was leaking with the lube that he used, tainted red from what I guess was my blood. His hands were again caressing my shoulder, with him kissing every part of me, asking if I am ready to surrender myself, and if I was ready to be the first person to receive his gift. "You see Drew, this gift I have for you will bring us closer to Him, it will allow us to bring more worshippers and set us free." I could now feel his hard cock pointing onto my hole. We were still sweating and lube wasn't necessary anymore. "Once you receive the gift, you and I will find more of our kind and together we'll surrender to pleasure and only pleasure..." His cock was still grinding on me and I can now feel my nipples being clamped as I tried to reach for Victor's kiss. "Will you happily receive the gift?" "Yes, I desire the gift." "Are you sure?" "I'm positive!" "No... but you will certainly be once I breed you with my potent seed." I didn't care at that point. I knew he was poz the minute I saw his dogtag. At the bar, I didn't plan on going to Victor's place but he was magnetic. I truly believed that the fates had arranged me to surrender myself to not just Victor but to Dionysus. As an offering, I would amplify Victor's energy and together we will gain true pleasure from our dedication to Him.. "Fuck me now Victor and give me the gift. I'm ready to give myself to Him and join you." "Oh Drew, you and I are already in unison...it's the offering now that must commence. Here it is!!!" It was sharp but perfect. The pain was short but the pleasure I felt from his cock was extraordinary. We were in a ritual, worshipping and participating in a form of bacchanalia. The strokes I felt in my hole, with his potent cock in me was sending me to overdrive. It was as if both of us were in a different pane of existence. I could feel us fusing with his seed building up in me. I was already feeling his hot precum that set my insides on fire. We fucked for what felt 2 hours, sans rest. I was also untied halfway so that I could be fucked on the ottoman like a fuck bench. Victor knew how to take his time and my ass was well in adjusting itself to his strokes. We were both in ecstasy. Only moans and yeahs were produced and I could also see the eyes of the ram head lighting up as Victor announced that he was close. "This is the moment Drew, it's time I offer you to our new God for us to achieve what we were fated to do. Tell Him that you willfully give yourself up to extend his worship. Tell Him." I looked up to the ram and proclaimed myself to Dionysus and that the gift I will receive is sacred. I accept the seed of debauchery that is poz and toxic to free myself. In worshipping you we seek pleasure and only pleasure. I repeat and saw the eyes of the ram glowing again and my pupils too were now dilated and fully black. I then heard Victor releasing a moan that sounded cryptic and harmonious, as his sharp fingers scratch my back to regain himself. His head was now behind mine.. "This is the gift you are getting, my seed that will now foster and grow our worshippers. You are the carrier and together we will conquer all." My insides were truly on fire as his toxic cum was igniting and absorbing itself to the cuts. There was a wave of pleasure and satisfaction that came after. For the first time in bout 6 hours, I was able to think clearly. Even with the windows closed, there was a breeze of air that swept the room that ended the candles. The ram no longer looked bigger and the room was silent. Victor was still in me as he panted. I told him to not let me go and we continued to spoon on the bed til the sun came up. With his cock still in me and his hands supporting my ass, Victor scooped some of the cum that was leaking out of me to feed me and asked... "How do you feel?" "Hopeful." "Me too.." My life from that day was never the same as I found a form of faith that gave me a true purpose. No longer do I find myself in the office or doing average things. Victor opened my eyes to a world where there is a higher goal. One that is unashamed and is pure lust. It was what we were fated to do. Since then, Victor and I became partners, with plans to form a group that worships the true god of pleasure, bonded by Victor's potent seed. 6 months after our first fuck, Victor informed me that it was time to scout for new worshippers as he could sense the energy was starting to wane. We needed a new offer and I now have the privilege to pick who would be in the position that I was in. Where else would a good prospect be if not the gym? I would survey the place at anytime of the day to find someone who would be capable.. Funnily enough, a trainer named Jeff, who resembled a modern Viking walked up to me one day asking if I would be interested in an offer for a 1-on-1 training session since I've been there for 2 years. At first, I wouldn't think of Jeff to be gay, but opening Grindr, I stand corrected. Profile; 32, 6'3, Safe Only, NSA. His pictures were average, it didn't do justice if you were to see him in person. Now the best part? Sexual Position: Versatile. Since my new faith, I told myself that in expanding our mission I will top. And what do you know, Jeff seemed like the perfect candidate to be carrying our strain. Seeing him in the changing room once in that white baseball jock only reaffirmed my mission to get him. If only he knew what was coming...

Part 4 The next Thursday night I was back at his room. "Can you fuck me on my back again? I really liked it that way" he asked. Owen must have really liked it since he was a lot more active than our previous fucks. At one point he even wrapped his legs around me, pulling my body tight against his. I found that twisting his nipples got him to really clamp down on my cock with his ass. Twenty minutes later he had another load in his gut. "God that feels so good. Uh... any drip this week?" he asked. I laughed. "No, sorry. I only fucked with one other guy since last time" I said. "Ok... Don't tell me until after we finish if you do get one" Owen said meekly. That's when I realized he might be hiding some kinks. Saturday afternoon I started to feel a little off and by night I was in bed with chills instead of at a club trying to find some dick. Sunday was worse and my roommate asked if he should find a place to crash for a few days so he didn't catch it. I thought I knew what it was and told him I thought he was safe unless he wanted to get fucked right now. He didn't find that comment nearly as funny as I did. My dick was rock hard but I doubted I had enough energy to get it into his straight ass, much less fuck him anyway. By Tuesday I was feeling human again and the rash was gone a day later. The horniness and night sweats remained. I knew I shouldn't, but I met Owen on Saturday afternoon. My dick slid in easier than any time we'd fucked. "Did someone else fuck you?" I asked. He chuckled before saying "Yeah... One of my neighbors asked the other day. He said his girlfriend wasn't putting out and he had heard me getting fucked a few times and wanted to see how it felt. I guess he liked it, since he fucked me again this morning. He said it was hot that I wanted it raw and can't get pregnant. The only thing is he will only fuck me doggy style so he doesn't know he's fucking a guy. And he's nowhere as good as you." I stuffed my cock all the way in, feeling the other guy's cum inside him. "Fuck, that's hot. I wonder if it was one the guys that was in the hall listening to us last week" I said. I love fucking a sloppy hole and to know it was straight guy jizz made it even hotter. The thought that I could be giving him my first charged load also turned me on. Well, first two charged loads. I followed his instructions too. We were laying there after the second round while I gently stroked his cock, keeping it hard and leaking precum. "Owen... you said you wanted me to tell you after we fucked if I had picked something up" I started out. "Yeah?" he asked excitedly. "I got sick after we met last week. I think I converted. You probably have two poz loads in your ass right now" I said calmly. I really didn't know how he'd take it and my stomach was churning like crazy waiting for his response. "Poz? Do you mean HIV?" he asked unemotionally. "Yeah. I'm not sure since I haven't gotten tested, but all the symptoms I had may mean I got pozzed on Spring Break. We can go to the clinic for you to start pep, if you want" I explained. "No... I'll see what happens. When are you going to find out... for sure?" he asked. "I dunno. Maybe in a month or so. Why?" I asked him. "They will put you on medications once they know. I hope we can fuck a lot before then" he said. "You want me to give it to you?" I asked as a grin grew across my face. "Mmhmm. You can even tell me while you're fucking me. That would be so hot" Owen replied. He only had morning classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so we met the next Tuesday afternoon. There wasn't a load of cum in his ass this time and after just a little spit he begged me for my dick. "Please, Jeff... Wreck my hole and... knock me up" he said. He sounded uncertain and I didn't think it was from being scared about getting pozzed, since he was really excited when I got there. It was more like he was unsure of how he said it. "You've been reading up, huh?" I asked after I settled into a firm drilling. I could tell that he was in pain from the lack of lube. After another minute, I drove all the way in and held my cock deep inside of him. Owen gasped a few times as his body slowly stopped quivering. "I listened to a couple porn videos, but I found some erotic stories that really turned me on. Did I say that right?" he asked. "Mmhmm. And you're right, your ass is wrecked right now and all ready to take more of my viral cum. Do you want that?" I asked, slowly pulling my cock back. "Oh yeah... fuck me hard and breed me full of your poz cum!" he cried out. The moment he finished talking I shoved back in. I waited a few seconds to see if he said any more but all I got was "Fuck me!" My leaking precum had made it easier to plow his hole by now and I pounded him for another ten minutes. I'd never heard him be so vocal and he worked his ass around my shaft harder too. My balls told me I was getting close. I pulled his shoulders back and wrapped my arm around his neck. His sweaty back was against my chest while my hips rolled. I reached around and grasped his steel hard cock. Each squeeze made him flex his hole around my dick. "You're going to be my first... Ready to get charged up?" I whispered into his ear. "Breed me, Jeff, breed me" he gasped as I felt his ring clamp down on my shaft. My cock throbbed like never before and I heard him moan with each one. After the last pulse, I pushed him forward until he was flat on his stomach and I was laying on his back with my cock still hard and inside him. When my cock started to soften, I pulled out and rolled over. My cock was a dark pink color and I wasn't sure if it was the skin from the hard, barely lubed fuck or if it was from Owen's blood mixed with my cum coating it. A quick look at his hole revealed that I'd torn him up pretty good. "Mmmm, that pussy is really wrecked. You should be knocked up soon" I said. "Ahhh, fuck yeah" he moaned out before asking "Can you go again? I want more!" I chuckled and told him I needed a few minutes. The second fuck was short and probably as long as he was getting from most of his other hookups. Even with the load from earlier, it was clear he was in pain. He never asked me to stop or to hurry up, he took it like the hungry bug chaser that he'd become.

Part 3 That was the beginning of our once a week sessions. We had a good connection and he was a fun, reliable bottom. It allowed me to spend my free time looking for tops. Owen was satisfied with less sex than I was, so he hooked up with other guys only occasionally. Our weekly meetings continued until I went on Spring Break down to the coast a month later. My trip was different this year, though. I had been topping more and needed be the one getting dicked. It took some work, but I was able to keep my ass filled with cock and cum when I wasn't drinking like a fish or getting a decent tan. Mostly it was other Spring Breakers, but I got some of the locals too. Three nights I bottomed for ten or more guys, blindfolded and oblivious to who was fucking me. Some were thin, some tall, some hairy, some smooth, some hung, some average or smaller. All I cared about was feeling their raw dick in me and hopefully getting a load from each too. They called me a slut, a whore, a pig, a faggot and a stupid fuck. I heard it in English, Spanish, Portuguese, and German. It didn't matter to me, as long as I got fucked, I was happy. In the end, I think I only topped two guys the whole week. Owen wanted to meet up as soon as I got back, but I was too sore and tired. By the end of the week I had recovered and met up with him. We both needed it. I drilled him harder than usual but he was really into it. He got two loads this time, the first doggy style like we had always done and for the first time, missionary for the second fuck. In between, he wanted to hear about my exploits during Spring Break. "Damn, that sounds so hot. I'd love to do something like that and feel all those guys just using my ass to get off. I wouldn't even need the blindfold!" he said, chuckling afterwards. I laughed too. It was nice to see him comfortable enough with me to joke about his disability. "Kinda dangerous though... they could have stolen your stuff or given you something. Or even killed you" Owen said, getting more serious. "I had a buddy watching out for me, so it didn't get too crazy. But that's one reason I didn't want to meet until today. I've been waiting to make sure my dick didn't start to drip like it did last year when I picked up an STD. I didn't want to pass it on to you" I replied. "Ah... thanks. But... I wouldn't mind. I've never caught anything. I don't think I can call myself a cum dump without picking something up at least once" he said. I laughed before I grabbed his legs, sliding him around and taking my position between his legs. As I pushed them back and aimed my rigid dick at his leaking hole I said "Well, you already got the big one, right?" "What do you mean?" Owen asked, innocently. "You're poz, right?" I replied. "No" he answered sounding very confused, before asking "Why would you think that?" "Most guys that have on their profile that they prefer bareback and have a status of ask-me are poz. Usually they're undetectable, too. They just don't want to advertise it" I explained. "Oh... I was just being honest since I prefer bare sex and I haven't been tested in a while. It's embarrassing" he replied. "It's not too bad once you get used to it. Next time, you can go with me... just to make sure" I said right before I pushed my bare cock into him again. He relaxed and then moaned as my cock slid easily into his well lubed hole. This fuck wasn't as rough as the earlier one and I really liked this position. I got to see the expressions on his face change each time I tried something different and I found that his dick was rock hard and leaking soon after my cock went back into him. In my experience, the bottoms I fucked started out hard and stayed that way or were soft the whole time. I'd never seen one start soft and then get hard. Owen's moans were louder than normal too, probably since they were getting directed right to me, not into the bed. I only lasted about ten minutes before my balls needed to empty again. We'd fucked enough so he knew my cues when I was about to shoot and he cried out "Breed me!" a second before I did. We rested a few minutes before I got dressed. There were a pair guys out in the hallway when I left. One guy said "Sounds like you guys had fun. Wish my girlfriend liked to get used like that." "He's all lubed... give it a shot" I replied, winking at him. Both guys looked shocked as I walked away.

Part 2 Two days later, I knocked on his door, unsure how this was going to go. I had never met a blind guy before. It took a minute before the door opened and I saw the guy from the pic, but fully clothed. "Hey, I'm Jeff. I'm here to help you with some profile pics" I said. "Hi Jeff, I'm Owen. Come in. Your voice isn't what I was expecting. It's a little deeper" Owen said. He could sense my movements and closed the door after I was in the room. "Private dorm room? You're lucky" I said and heard him chuckle. "I've never heard anyone say I was lucky before" he replied. We talked for a little while, getting to know each other better but he seemed to be carefully avoiding sex. It was like countless other first meetings I'd had with guys when I wasn't just hooking up to fuck. After twenty minutes, he asked "What types of guys do you normally look for?" We were just supposed to take a couple pictures for his profiles, but this was a nice segue to getting him naked for that to happen. Even better, he was initiating it so I didn't feel I was forcing him to do anything he didn't want. "I'm more into smooth bottoms. I guess it's from all those years on the swim team. Tops I meet I like to be taller and a little bigger than me. I don't mind if they have some body hair, but not a forest" I told him. "Nice... I like smooth guys. As I told you, I like to explore a guy's body with my hands and tongue and the only place I like hair is around his cock and in his arm pits. It's funny, but completely shaved is a turn off. I like to know it's a man I'm with" Owen explained. I chuckled before telling him "Yeah, I'm the same. Some of my old teammates used to shave their entire body and it just made my dick go limp. I hate stubble too." I saw him nod in agreement. I could tell he wanted to say something, but we just had an awkward pause. Right when I was about to break the silence he asked "Can I touch you? I use other senses to do what my eyes can't. Let me know if I touch where I shouldn't." I stood up and a moment later he was standing in front of me. His touch was amazingly gentle and started with my chest. He worked down my body until he got to my legs, feeling the thickness of my thighs under my sweatpants. It wasn't erotic at all and yet it felt good. "Do you want me to take my shirt off?" I asked. "Only if you want. I don't want to scare you off" Owen replied. I slowly pulled my tee over my head, tossing it on the chair I was sitting on earlier. His hands started to roam over my smooth skin, making me moan when his fingers ran over my nipples. "Do you like that?" he asked. Now it began to get more erotic and I wondered if he was trying to lure me into fucking him. "Yeah I do. It affects other parts of my body too" I said. He blushed, knowing exactly what I meant. "Can I take your shirt off too?" I asked and watched him nod his head 'yes' before I pulled it off. His nipples were just as hard as in the picture he'd sent me and it took a lot of effort not to just flick my tongue over them. "What kind of pictures do you want? Naked? Shirtless? Just your butt?" I asked. "I don't know. Do you think guys would like my body?" Owen asked. "You have a twinky body, so only guys that are into that type will like it. Everyone has their preferences, but I think there would be a lot of guys into you. How about I take a couple pictures with your phone. That way you keep control of them. Then we can edit them on your computer to only show parts of your body. I would keep your face out of them to keep it more anonymous" I told him. I took a couple pictures with his jeans on before asking him to take them off. The red jockstrap he wore underneath surprised me, but looked really hot and I told him so. I got a couple more pics and then pulled his jock off. His ass looked really nice and I desperately wanted to bury my face in and rim him. I took a few more pics and we transferred the pics to his computer. It didn't take long to crop and brighten the pictures. I told him the new folder I put them in and gave them descriptive names. "Jeff, I feel weird being naked and I think you still have your sweat pants on. Can you take them off?" Owen asked. "Of course. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. But if we're both naked, something might happen" I said. "I hope so" he said quietly. I stood up and moved back to the center of the small room and pulled my sweats off. His hands reached over and he felt over my body, rubbing over the stained jockstrap, my ass and down my legs. "You have hair on your butt and legs but your chest is smooth. Do you like wearing jockstraps too?" he asked before standing up.. I chuckled before replying "Yeah, I stopped shaving my body after I quit swimming competitively. My upper body is naturally smooth. I don't think I own any regular underwear, I just wear jockstraps since I like how they feel." I wrapped my arm around his body, pulling him close. With my other hand I tilted his head back and leaned down, kissing his soft lips. He was four inches shorter than me but felt really good in my arms. He was a good kisser too. I guess he had been pretty honest about his experiences in our month of messages. The longer we kissed, the deeper my tongue got into his mouth and the stiffer my cock got. His cock got hard too and I felt it pressing into my leg. My hand rubbed down his back and grasped his butt cheek, squeezing it while pulling it into my body. My other hand wrapped around the back of his head. We continued kissing for a couple minutes before I pulled his head back and guided it to my right nipple. Within seconds, my cock was fully hard and his tongue was working it's magic on my nip. Several minutes later I pushed his head lower and he took over, knowing what to do next. He was on his knees in front of me, slobbering over and gnawing on the pouch covering my cock. I'm sure he knew that there were dozens of dried cum shots that had soaked into the fabric. The moans coming from him told me that I wasn't pushing him too fast. His hands grasped my butt and felt really good as his fingers dug into the firm flesh. I felt him let go of one of my ass cheeks and he freed my rigid cock out of the side of the pouch. I knew his tongue was talented from our kisses and I found that his lips were just as good. What they did to my cock was on a whole other level than his kisses. He had a little problem getting all the way down, but several tries and a hand on the back of his head had his face buried into my trimmed bush. The moan he made around my shaft sent shivers through my body. This was further than I expected to go, but he was willing and wasn't slowing down or stopping. About ten minutes in, though, I needed to pull off before I shot my load down his throat. Owen was a little concerned when I pulled my cock out, but a smile came over his face when I told him he was getting me too close. The real question was if he wanted me to go further. "Want me to stop... or... go the rest of the way?" I asked softly. He whimpered a little before he said "All the way." I guided him over to his bed, watching him carefully climb up on the mattress and assume the position. My dick was still hard and I kissed down his back before spreading his butt cheeks and pressing my face in. His hole opened with only a little persuasion from my tongue. From the sounds he was making, he enjoyed my oral skills as much as I did his. Two fingers slid into the spit soaked hole and made him moan louder. As much as I wanted to slide my dick into him, I grabbed his phone first and took a closeup of his wet, slightly open hole, followed by my bare cock laying at the entrance and then another as I pushed in, with my cock head safely inside the pink ring. I set the phone down and then as my hands gripped his hips he pushed back. He was still a little tight, but that's how I like a bottom's hole. It was nice not having the discussion or even a mention about condoms. Sometimes that meant the guy was naive, sometimes too horny, or times like this where they just wanted it bare. Each thrust got my cock deeper inside his warm hole and it felt really good. The moans coming out of him told me he liked it too. Someone had taught him well and I wondered how many years he had been practicing his bottom skills. Once I bottomed out, I continued the long strokes but got more forceful. I always love the sound of two bodies slapping together during sex and this time, while unexpected, was no different. A few minutes of pounding got him to start begging. "Harder", "Faster", "Pound my ass" was coming out of his mouth. The harder I went, his cries got more ragged but he kept working his ass around my dick and pushing back into my thrusts. My hands were gripping his shoulders as I drilled and let me lean forward a bit, digging into new territory in his cunt. A few more minutes and I felt my body get close. "Ready for my load" I asked, not really caring what he said. At this point I was going to breed him whether he wanted it or not. "Give it to me... cum inside" he gasped. The first volley was strong and shot deep inside him. There was a quick thrust before the next several shots pumped more cum into his guts. I wasn't sure if it was a moan or a whimper that came out of his mouth as I came inside him, but it lasted the entire time. He felt so good wrapped around my dick which was holding my huge load inside, but eventually I needed to pull out and stand up. Once again, I grabbed the phone and took a few pics of my cock coming out of his newly bruised hole. The last one I took was his gaping hole with cum dripping out and on to his balls. "Turn around" I said calmly and watched him slowly change ends. His mouth was open with his tongue sticking out, expecting me to feed him my cum covered cock. If I'd known he was good with ass to mouth, I would have gotten him on his knees so he could lick the slime off easier. Still, he did a good job and seemed to enjoy it. Once he'd cleaned me up, I sat down on his bed and pulled him up close. I chuckled and said "I didn't expect us to do anything other than take pictures. You ok?" I asked. He moaned again. "Much more than ok. That felt really good. It's been a month since last time. You're different though. You didn't rush to get out of here like most guys. Thanks" Owen said. "Most guys are just looking for a pump and dump, so that's pretty normal. Don't take it personally" I replied. After uploading the new pics, I edited them like before and added them to the folder. He laid there on the bed naked, quietly moaning while I worked on the photos. I understood his moans, it always felt good after a fuck to feel a guy's load in me. I needed to get back home, so I explained each of the pictures, giving him as much detail as I could. I told him the two pictures that I thought he should put up on his profiles - a frontal from his neck down wearing the red jock and a butt shot with the straps from the jock framing his hot ass. "Save the action shots for guys that really seem serious" I told him.

Matt looked up and noticed the young men approaching the kitchen. "I was going to discuss this with Ty, but now that you're here it needs to be addressed among the 4 of us. Last night, neither of you came, even with 3 lovemaking sessions. Is there any specific reason for that?" Caressing his dad's cheek, MJ said, "We never thought about it causing any concern and since it has, I need to explain. TJ and I agreed it would be better to refrain from cumming until our seed is viral, not just for us, but for you and daddy Ty too as you'll be the recipients of our viral seed." "We even devised a way to fight the urge." TJ said. "Anytime we get close, we think of our old High School Principal naked. Miss Newsom didn't just fall out of the ugly tree, she hit every ugly branch on the way down. More than merely naked Gruesome Newsom has a bald pussy with teeth!" Reaching down, MJ squeezed his dad's cock. "How soon can we make viral love again? We're no longer virgins but TJ and I both love being made viral love with by the cocks that made us!" "The same goes for me!" TJ declared. "Being made love with was worth waiting for, but I can't get enough of you!" Grinning slyly, Matt said, "I want to make love with you just as much as you want it and knowing Ty like I do, I'm sure he feels the same. Let's eat breakfast and then we'll go back to bed. After last night, I'm surprised you two young men don't have sore asses!" "Oh, they're sore, but nothing a deep injection of viral daddy cream won't soothe!" MJ said, shaking his butt seductively. Cocking his eyebrow, Ty said, "We've got all day and all night and all the days and nights until you young men become viral like us. Matt, pinch me! I can't believe our sons have given us such a loving gift." To be continued

Part 4: Dominic takes Will “Take of your pants.” He said. I backed away and unbuttoned my jeans, kicking off my shoes. With my pants to the side, I ran my fingers along the waistband of my boxers, hesitating for a moment. I watched as Dominic removed his pants, revealing a jockstrap underneath. We stood almost naked taking each other in. I slipped of my boxers, revealing my cock and balls. Dominic smiled. “How big are you?” he asked. “I’m six foot,” I said. “No,” he said. “How big is your dick?” “I don’t know.” Dominic turned and moved to his desk, opening a drawer and taking out a tape measurer. “Get hard,” he said, walking to me. I reached down and started jerking my cock, though seeing Dominic in his jockstrap was doing enough on its own. With him standing so close to me, I could feel his warmth. It was intoxicating. “There,” I said, pushing out my pelvis for him to see. He kneeled down, holding the measuring tape out along my shaft. “Eight inches,” he said. “Big boy.” “Is that good?” He smiled up at me. “That’s perfect. Just think, this cock was almost wasted on an ungrateful woman. Good thing I got to you first. Still, it also means that I’m still king.” He removed his jockstrap, revealing a semi-erect cock that took my breath away. “Ten inches and thick.” “I don’t think I can take that,” I told him. Feeling once again worried about my choice. “Don’t worry,” he said, kissing me again. “We’ll go slow… at first. Here, wear this.” He handed me his jockstrap. I looked inside and found some stains. I assumed they were cum and piss stains. Normally, I would recoil, but now, taking it from Dominic, I wanted nothing more than to wear it. As I lifted a leg, he reached out and stopped me. “Smell it first,” he said. Slowly, I raised it to my nose and breathed in, my head spinning from the smell of sweat, piss, and cum. I wanted more. I breathed in deeper, pressing the fabric to my face. My tongue slipped out and ran along the fabric, tasting him. “What do you think?” he asked. All I could do was moan. “Put it on.” I hated that I wasn’t going to smell or taste him, but he wanted me to do what he said. I slipped it on, finding the pouch a bit larger than needed. He really was a big guy. Now with his jockstrap off, I could see the tattoo his towel had been hiding. It was a biohazard symbol, the type you see near fallout shelters. It meant to stay away. For me, I wanted to get closer. “Kneel down,” Dominic said. I did as I was told. He stepped closer, his cock in my face, hard as a rock. “Taste it,” he said. I opened my mouth and took in his mushroom head. I’d never tasted someone else. Not like this. Already my jaw was straining to take him in. On my tongue I could taste his precum. It was sweet. “That’s it, baby,” he said, running his hand through my hair, holding on to the back of my head. “Take in a bit more.” He pushed his cock further into my mouth, invading my throat. I started gagging. “Don’t worry,” Dominic said. “You’ll learn to fight that. You’ll have to. How’s it taste?” His cock fell out of my mouth, saliva dripping down my chin. “It tastes amazing.” He slipped his cock back into my mouth, his hand guiding me further down. I gagged again. There was no way I could take him all. I wanted to, but I knew my limits. I bobbed on his cock, trying to keep my teeth away. I knew little about blowjobs, but I knew you weren’t supposed to use your teeth. I looked up and saw Dominic’s head tilted back. “Is it alright?” I asked him. He looked down at me, a wide grin on his face. “You’re a natural,” he said. “We’ll have my whole cock down your throat in no time.” “How?” “Practice,” he said. My cock was throbbing against Dominic’s jockstrap. I reached down and started rubbing, moaning with pleasure. “A born cocksucker,” Dominic said, watching as I pleasured myself, trying to shove more of his cock into my throat. I was halfway. “Time for something new. Get on the bed.” I stood up and followed him to the bed, crawling to the middle. He went to his desk again and pulled out a tube and small vial. “These will make everything easier,” he said, turning to the bed and climbing up next to me. “Spread your legs. Let me see your hole.” I did as I was told. Several men had seen me naked at the gym when I went in to shower. That experience wasn’t new. Having someone else see my butthole was a new experience. I had yet to have a prostate exam, and other than the fooling around I had done days before, it had been an area unexplored. Dominic looked down and then at me. “You’ll need to open wide for me,” he said. “Pull your knees up to your chest. Show me.” I pulled my knees up to my chest, stretching in ways I’d never done before. “Beautiful,” he said, reaching down and running his hand over my hole. I flinched. “Sensitive,” he said. “Let me see what I can do.” He slipped off the bed and leaned down, bringing his face to my hole. “You’ll enjoy this.” My body seized and I gasped. I looked down and saw only the top of his head as his mouth was open around my hole. I could feel his tongue licking. Is this sanitary, I wondered? Do I care? I’d never felt anything like it. My body shuddered, his tongue probing even deeper. I could feel him enter me. I looked down again and saw his eyes watching me. The same ferocity was in his eyes. He was eating me, devouring me. After minutes of this passion, he moved back and took a deep breath in through his nose. “You smell good,” he said, licking his lips. “You taste even better.” “Really?” He smiled. “It’s time to open you up,” he said. “Here, open his bottle. Close your one nostril and breathe in deep. Try to hold as long as you can.” “What is it?” I asked him. “It’s called a popper.” “Is it a drug?” I asked him. “I don’t do drugs.” “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s an aid. It’ll help you open up.” I nodded and unscrewed the lid. I held it to my nose, held one nostril closed, and breathed in deep. I almost dropped the bottle as my head continued to spin. I felt light, a warmth rushing through me. At the same moment, I felt something push against my hole, forcing itself inside. I looked down and saw Dominic’s hand out of sight. His eyes met mine. “One finger in,” he said, starting to move in and out. He took the bottle and squirted something on his hand. “Take another hit, and we’ll try for two.” I did as I was told. “Good boy. How about three?” I was in another world. I took two more hits. “Four.” Another two hits. He smiles at me. “That’s five, baby.” His hand pumped in and out of me, my hole open. “Looks like you cut yourself,” he says. “What happened there?” “My finger,” I told him. “It… slipped.” “Sure it did,” he said. “It might open up a bit. That’s not abnormal. Trust me. Sometimes there’s blood.” “Blood?” “Don’t worry,” he says. “Don’t you trust me?” My breath caught. “Of course.” “I think you’re ready,” he said. “Wait,” I said, arresting his attention. “Do you… I mean… do you have a condom?” His face falls. “I don’t use condoms,” he says. “But, don’t you have to?” “If you’re afraid of knocking a woman up, sure,” he said. “But between men, never. There’s nothing like feeling skin against skin. That’s where the true connection exists, feeling your partner’s body, their most sensitive points and places. That’s what it’s about.” “I’m just, I’m not sure,” I told him, my legs dropping from my chest. “I don’t fuck with condoms,” he told me. “I can’t stay hard with one on. Real men don’t use condoms. If you don’t agree, you can leave. That’s up to you.” I saw him leave the bed, standing at full height, his cock curving up, fully hard. Never had I seen anything as beautiful as the man in front of me. I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. I thought of my dream and how much I had wanted it to be real. Now it was. Why would I lose this chance willingly? I grabbed my legs and pulled my knees back to my chest. He smiled. “Alright then,” he said. “Time to take your virginity.” Dominic crawled onto the bed and returned his hand to my hole, massaging it. “I’ll go slow at first,” he said, “but once I’m in, I won’t be able to stop. Understand?” I nodded. “Then here we go.” He lined up his cock to my hole. “Take another hit,” he said, nodding to the vial. As I breathed deep, I felt what must have been his entire hand pressing against my hole. “Almost in,” he said, smirking. There was a searing pain, my body willing me to move away from this unexpected intruder. “Don’t back away,” he said as if he could read my mind. “There,” he said. “The heads in.” “Just the head?” I asked. He laughed. “Let’s keep going.” The pain increased as he pushed more in. “Keep breathing,” he told me. My hands were shaking, losing the hold of my legs. Dominic grabbed my ankles and held them steady, spreading my cheeks even more. His eyes closed as he continued to surge forward. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You feel so tight. It’s been years since I had a virgin ass to myself. Tell me, baby. Tell me your ass is mine.” “My ass is yours,” I whimpered, still trying to push through the pain. I felt like I was being torn in half. My heart was pounding. How much more of this man existed that was still outside of me? “Almost there,” he said, biting his bottom lip. “Just a bit more.” For a brief moment, I thought I was going to die. A ten-inch cock was entering my body. How was anyone able to handle anything so big? I thought of my own cock, knowing it was only two inches shorter. Would someone feel this way if I fucked them, I wondered? A new sensation met me as I felt hair press against my ass. I looked down and saw Dominic’s pelvis pressed against me, his pubic hair mixing with the hairs on my balls. “You did it,” he said, smiling. “All ten inches. You’re not a virgin anymore.” I’m no longer a virgin, I thought. There’s no going back now. “I’m going to wait and let your ass grow accustomed to my size,” Dominic said. “Alright,” I said. “Daddy,” he said. “What?” “Call me Daddy,” Dominic said. “Say it. Call me Daddy, Son.” “Daddy,” I repeated, the word hanging in the air. Dominic smiled. “What do you want your Daddy to do, Son?” “I want you to fuck me,” I said. He raised a brow. “I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” I corrected. He slid out of my ass and then slowly pushed himself back in, causing me to wince. “Who does your ass belong to?” “You, Daddy.” He pulled out again, pushing back in, this time with more force. “Who does your body belong to?” “You, Daddy.” Out and in. “Who does your soul belong to?” “You, Daddy.” “And who will you listen to and do whatever he tells you to do?” “You, Daddy.” “Who’s your master?” “You, Daddy.” “Who do you want to convert you?” “You, Daddy.” “That’s fucking right,” he growled, his pace quickening. I could feel his cock all the way up in my chest, reaching for my heart. With every thrust, he hit a spot in my body that I’d never felt before, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. “You feel that, Son? That’s your prostate I’m hitting. Only the biggest dicks can make you feel that way, obliterating the spot that makes men quake.” My hand was down to my crotch, reaching beneath the jockstrap, grabbing my cock and balls. I was the hardest I’d ever been. Precum was oozing out of my piss slit, collecting in my pubic hair in puddles. “Let me see that cock,” Dominic said. I pushed the jock’s pouch down beneath my balls, my cock springing to life. A drop of precum flew through the air and stuck to his treasure trail. Without missing a beat, he left go of my ankle and collected the precum on his finger, bringing it to his mouth. He moaned. “You taste so sweet,” he said. “So pure. So clean. Let’s see if we can change that.” His pace quickened, the bed shaking beneath us. He started grunting as I moaned, my body unable to contain the waves of ecstasy flowing over me. I took hold of my cock again and started pumping, stopping as Dominic’s hand grabbed my wrist. “Don’t jerk off,” he said. “I want to see you cum hands free.” “Can I do that?” I asked. “Only when a big cock is inside you,” he said. “You’ll see.” He pounded harder. His breathing started to quicken. “I’ve got a huge load for you,” he said. “I can feel it boiling in my balls. Tell me where you want it, Son? You don’t want me to waste it on your stomach, do you?” “No, Daddy,” I said. “You only want it in your ass, right?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Tell me that’s where you want it.” “I want your cum in my ass, Daddy.” “You want me to convert you?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to knock you up?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to make you mine forever?” “Yes, Daddy. Make me yours forever. Cum in my ass.” “You’ve got it,” he growled, pushing as far into my ass as he could, his head thrown back as he cried out. “Fuck. I’m cumming. I’m cumming in your ass, Son. Can you feel it?” “Yes, Daddy. I can feel it.” I could feel his cock throbbing, a warmth spreading inside of me. At that very second, my own cock came to life, shooting ropes of cum into the air, splattering down on my face, chest, and stomach. Taken over by the pleasure, I scooped up my cum and started shoveling it into my mouth, relishing the taste of my first hands free cum. “I’m still cumming,” Dominic cried, looking down at his cock. His body was shaking with each pulse. “Fuck. It’s like it won’t stop.” “Don’t stop, Daddy,” I said, still bringing my cum to my mouth.

which qualities are supported by institutional forces - ages old - that professes the opposite. How do these queens in the long dresses and ruby slippers manage to look themselves in a mirror .......

just took a few loads outdoors in a cruise spot. met up with a guy who has fucked me there a few times who actually likes to get me on my back so he can literally fuck me "in the dirt". when I got there he was with another guy who I didn't recognise. we didn't say anything. I just pranced past them in my tiny shorts and took off my tan top n walked to the trail. they followed me in and I walked to the spot where he likes to fuck me. we actually passed by another guy on the way. still didn't say anything. I went to the spot and took off my shorts and got on my knees. the guys came up to me n pulled out their cocks.i sucked them both for a bit then got on my hands and knees on the ground. the regular slid his cock up my ass while the other guy stood there jerking off. the first guy fucked me for a few minutes and they tagged up so the random stranger slid his cock right in my ass and told the original guy "his hole feels amazing".he said "I told you it was nice." the guy said "when you told me he would be easy I didn't realise how easy you meant" the original guy said "I can't believe you've never fucked him before" and he said "I just moved here recently" they switched back and the regular told me to get on my back and spread my legs then got on top of me and literally fucked me into a pile of dirt and mud. while repeatedly spitting in my face. after he blew his load in me the other guy hocked a huge spit in my face then got me back on all 4s and fucked me doggy telling me the guy I was "literally a dirty whore". while he was fucking me, the guy we passed in the trail showed up and watched while jerking his cock. fairly old daddy but nice big dick. as soon as the guy fucking me came inside me, the new guy slid his cock in my ass and fucked me. the original guy pissed on my head while he fucked me and the guy shot his load in me in under a minute then they were all gone and I was alone in the piss drenched dirt naked, covered in piss with 3 mens loads dripping from my used hole. I wish my real daddy could see that lol I love how guys know they don't have to even ask to fuck me or if they need a condom cause I'm such a whore I will obviously let anyone fuck me bareback. still have no idea who the second guy was but I think the old guy has fucked me a few times before

Part 6 Benji could feel the massive load of cum slosh around in his ass as Robert’s cock remained hard in his unprotected hole. David watched Benji get fucked thinking with all the loads he had taken through out the night's party they he not only lost his virginity, he lost his innocence to Tina and he would eventually lose his health to the virus loaded seamen he was willingly and asking the men to ‘inject’ into him. Robert was just the latest to give Benji what he needed (cock filling his hungry ass, and cum flooding his ass) along with HIV. Benji was surprised that Robert’s cock was still hard as he continued to be fucked by the now dominant man. With every thrust Robert delivered Benji would push back into as he milked they last drop of cum from the cock invading his body. David was familiar with Robert’s ability as a power top, he could cum multiple times and each dirty load was big and potent. David didn’t have to ask as he leaned toward Benji to say, “Do you want some more of Robert's cum? Cause ready or not he's going to breed your ass again.” David then kissed the teen as he got fucked by another man then said, “I can’t wait to get you back to my place and fuck you again and again.” Benji was a little surprised by David’s words, but by the way Robert’s cock felt inside his ass, he knew the fuck wasn’t ending anytime soon. Robert was going to fuck and fill his ass for ass long as he wanted and Benji had no say in the matter. While maintaining he steady pace of fucking Robert told the newbie, “Damn Benji, you’ve got a great hole. I’d like to explore it some more. We’re going to have to spend a weekend together, just you, me and Tina.” David still making out with Benji as he broke off the his to whisper, “Damn you’re lucky. Robert only likes to spend weekends with a nice piece of ass. He can be very generous with bottoms he likes.” Benji had no real idea of what David was talking about, but that would be explained later as he concentrated on the cock pistoning in and out of his body. After all that he’d experienced over the last few hours he knew he’d be searching for cock and cum. Benji tightened his ass around Robert’s cock in an attempt to get his load. Upon feeling the teen’s ass starting to milk his 8” titanium rod Robert commented, “DAYUM BOY! YOU’RE NEEDY FOR MORE CUM. FUCK I CAN’T HOLD BACK, TAKE MY DIRTY SEED BITCH!” Robert flooded the teen’s ass once again, anointing it with another load of potent poz cum. The mixture of all the loads he’d taken being churned within him, the virus already worked into the abused walls of his ass allowing it to start infiltrating every party of his body. As much as Robert would’ve enjoyed to continue to breed the newbie, he knew that John was waiting to fuck the twink. John was always the last to try out a new piece of ass. This fuck was very important to David. If John enjoys Benji’s ass and the fact that he’s only 18, was a virgin and still in high school it could get him $500. Robert pulled his still hard cock from Benji’s ass, pushed the teen to his knees as he waved his cum covered cock in font of the kid’s face. Benji seemed to understand what was expected of him as he went down on Robert’s tool cleaning the assimilated cum and his ass juices. Remembering the blow job he gave Robert he got fucked, Benji took the man’s cock into his throat and held it there knowing how much that would please the top man. Immediately when Robert felt the twink’s throat wrapped around his still sensitive cock he couldn't hold back. He felt his balls boil over as new began to fire a third load, but this was going directly into Benji’s stomach. Benji felt the cock within in his throat expand and then throb as it derived its payload. Robert pulled back wanting to give the hungry teen a taste of his seed. As his mouth filled up with Robert's load he was told, “Damn boy you’re really good. Now savor my cum. Enjoy the taste before you swallow.” David was impressed at what just happened. He leaned in and told his discovery, “You’re making me proud. Your first night, you’ve taken you cock lie a fish takes to water. You’ve learned that a good bottom will have cock from anyone, a good bottom gets fucked bareback and wants the top to breed him, a good bottom will clean off a top's cock and a good bottom will swallow a top's load. You’ve become a good, cum slut bottom.” Once David was done telling Benji how proud he was at his becoming a cum slut, Robert told Benji he could swallow his cum. After swallowing down what was in his mouth after which Robert pulled the cum swallowing teen to his feet, giving him a kiss and telling him, “I am definitely going to have you to myself for an entire weekend.” David took Benji by the arm leading him into the house. They went directly to one of the bedrooms where John Edward Rutherford was waiting. On the way David handed Benji the now, all too familiar pipe. Benji blew some impressive clouds as David told him, “Benji, I know you had fun tonight at the party. I know you’re going to want to come back here but the get party. So, I want you to be sure to please John I every way he asks. Be sure to thank him for everything he gives you, if he has you suck his cock, you thank him for allowing you to suck his cock. When he fucks you, you thank him and tell him how big his cock is, how you’re going to make him feel good, tell him your hole is there for his pleasure. And be sure to beg him for his cum, beg him for his gift, ask him to breed you, and I want you to ask for his DNA and tell him you want him to knock you up, get you pregnant. You do all that he’ll be so impressed he’ll let you come to our next party.” Before entering the room David had the newbie repeat the instructions. David knew he was taking a chance with the last two, especially adding ttyl get pregnant and knocked up, but if the naïve twink figured it out of was too late to do anything about it. In his drugged up mind the kid was clueless. He have Benji a deep kiss, told him, “Enjoy yourself. I’ll see you after John is done with you. I’m going to get our clothes so when your due we can go back to my place and fuck.” Benji knocked on the door to hear John say, “Come in.” Benji entered the room still bleeding clouds which David knew John would like seeing the novice crystal addict getting tweaked. John took the well packed pipe and torch from the teen and proceeded to have his own hit as Benji let out his latest cloud. Once John was satisfied his lungs were filled with adequate amount of Tina he set the pipe down. John leaned in toward Benji just as he had emptied his lungs. Placing his mouth over the twink’s he waited until the teen had to take in a breath and exhaled the Tina he was holding in his lungs. Benji eagerly sucked the Tina from John’s mouth as the two began to kiss with John pushing his tongue into the tweaked out teen’s mouth. As the kiss finally broke off and Benji was able to blow out a huge cloud, he remembered David’s instructions, “Thank you John for the shotgun.” John let the newbie in his arms before kissing him again, “You’re welcome. Your name is Benji?” Benji nodded and answered, . “Yes sir.” John liked hearing him say ‘sir’ as he let the newbie know, “I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from a number of my guests. If you serve me as well as you’ve served our members we’ll have you come back again. I know number of members that already want to ‘see’ you again.” Benji house they what John ment by the way he said ‘see him again’ that the members he met tonight would want to fuck him again. John then asked Benji about his age, was hi rent still in high shop, his previous sexual experience, his family, and friends. As he finished up his questioning me pushed Benji to his knees allowing him to try out the newbie mouth & throat. He’d heard the newbie was eager too please with his holes, now it was time to try the out. Benji looked up at John thinking about David’s instructions and asked, “May I please suck your cock sir?” John love that he asked for permission to suck his cock and replied, “Of course you can suck my cock.” Before Benji took John’s cock into his mouth he said, “Thank you sir for letting me suck your cock.” Benji then took all of John’s semi hard cock into his mouth and quickly down his throat as you grew within his mouth. He held it in his throat as long as possible as John felt the pleasure of Benji’s throat. John immediate felt his cock start to leak a steady stream of pre cum directly into the teen’s gut. Benji then bobbed his had up so that he could get a breath of air before he went down again letting John’s cock back into his throat. John was enjoying the head Benji was providing. He let the kid work his cock for a while longer before he looked down and commented, “You really know how you suck dick. Now I’m going to fuck and breed you.” With the tip of John'’s cock still in his mouth saying, “Thank you for the compliment. I want you to use my ass for your pleasure.” John pulled Benji to his feet, kissed him again and told him, “Climb on the bed and get on your back.” Benji quickly complied as John climbed between his legs, placing his legs on his shoulders and lined his cock up with Benji’s hole. Benji was in position where he was able to pushed against John as John was ready to push into the twink as Benji moaned and said, “Thank you for fucking me.” John took control over and slid the entire length of his 8.5” cock balls deep into the tweaking teen. Benji was thankful for all the cum that other men had deposited inside him help lube John’s way inside. Once he was fully inside and felt the warmth and tightness of the newbie’s well fucked ass he said, “Your ass feels incredible. I heard you were a needy bitch, and with all the cum you’ve got inside you. I love fucking a newbie ass that is full of cum. It’s allows me to work all those loads deeper into your body where they will become part of you.” Benji replied, “Oh yes, your cock is so big, so hard, so deep inside me. Fuck me, breed me, give me your load, cum inside me. I need the gift of your cum, knock me up, impregnate me, give me your DNA.” John loved hearing everything Benji was saying as he began to repeat the things David asked him to say. John pushed his bottom’s legs back a little further giving him better access to his ass that allowed him to go deeper inside the teen. Feeling John’s dick go about an inch deeper caused Benji to moan out in pleasure and pain. Throughout the fuck, Benji keep asking John up breed him in so many different ways that when he was ready to deliver his poz cum he asked the teen, “Do you really want to get pregnant, you want to be knocked up. You’ve got so much dirty cum inside you there’s no way you can escape the inevitable.” Benji wondered for a brief moment on what John said thinking to sex ed class ave the dangers of unprotected, but that thought was out of his head as soon as John rammed his cock inside him deep and yelled out, “FUCK WHAT A GREAT ASS. TAKE MY DIRT CUM YOU FILTHY CUM WHORE!!” John worked his cock inside Benji until it was too soft to keep inside his all fucked ass. Benji was quick to say, “Thank you for fucking me and thank you the gift of your cum.” John laughed to himself when he answered, “Your welcome for the fuck and did the gift I'’ve given you.” Once there was enough room for Benji to move he immediately moved in to clean off John’s cock surprising the dominant man. John’s cock began to get had again as Benji sucked it clean. John put his hand on his cock sucker head as the teen sucked the top’s cock into his throat multiple times. John didn’t hold back and quickly have Benji his load to swallow. Once his mouth was full he held the load I his mouth, savoring the flavor before swallowing it down. Then he told John, “Thank you for the tasty treat.”