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Note: I got the idea for this after seeing a bunch of video clips of a guy called Timothy Champagne. He’s tall and muscled with shaggy blonde hair and tops a bunch of guys in videos. A total stud with a handsome face, a great smile and in all the clips he looks like he’s having a blast. Not generally my my type (a little lean and hairless) but something about him is supremely sexy. Matt is basically that guy as I imagine him. Adam is like a young Atlas Grant. Matt: It was early on a weekday afternoon at the beach. Matt had spent the whole morning surfing in the rough waves, and was done. He knew the guy sitting on the bench was staring at him. The fags always wanted to suck his cock when he came to the beach to surf. Why not? Matt is 25, 6’2”, 180 lbs of lean muscle, furry blonde chest and beard and a nice fat cock with a super furry blonde ass. He basically fucked anything with a hole, no matter what gender. He liked fags because they were always more direct about hitting on him and he rarely turned them down. Plus fags didn’t mind when he fucked them hard and slapped them around a bit. Didn’t matter their age, younger ones were hot, older ones often wanted to pay him. He never turned down money for a fuck. It kept him in weed and T. Matt had rolled down the top of his wet suit, opened the back of his van and started to put his gear away. As soon as it was all stowed, he looked over at the fag trying to be inconspicuous but doing a piss poor job of it. The guy couldn’t stop touching his dick while watching Matt. So Matt decided to put on a little show. The beach was mostly deserted, just a a few other people were out surfing and only a few cars were in the parking lot with no people visible. The only other person was the fag who couldn’t stop staring. He rolled the rest of his wet suit down and took it off, standing behind the van, completely naked. Matt loved the sun on his naked body and it was a gorgeous sunny California day in the 80s. Matt shook his wet suit a little bit to get some more of the water out and leaned over to lay it out in the back of the van, making sure to show off his furry ass so the fag could see it. Matt stole a glance and noticed that the guy was playing with his dick even more obviously through his shorts. This little cat and mouse game was about to get Matt a nice cunt to breed. He stood up and stretched out completely, letting the warm air dry his skin off, then he grabbed his fat uncut dick and started to play with it, looking directly at the kid sitting on the bench. He quickly got hard and the kid’s eyes got bigger and bigger, like he couldn’t believe what was happening. Matt crooked his finger and called the kid over. At first he didn’t move but after a few seconds, the kid got up and walked to Matt’s van quickly. He didn’t say a word, he just stared at Matt’s cock. Fags were so easy to use. “Get in the van, dude.” The kid just stood there, staring at Matt. “Come on man, get in. NOW.” Suddenly the kid looked up, startled and said “Oh. Sure.” He climbed in the back of Matt’s van and crouched there. Matt just laughed and thought “this is gonna be fun.” He climbed in after the kid, still completely naked and pulled the rear doors shut. There were a couple of pillows and a sleeping bag in the back for emergencies. Matt grabbed the sleeping bag and unzipped it while the kid just sat there, mesmerized. “Come on, man, get naked. Gonna fuck your ass. But first, have a taste.” The kid hesitated again and again, Matt just said “NOW.” The kid quickly shucked his clothes and Matt liked what he saw. The kid was short, thick and furry. About 5’5” and a muscled torso covered in black hair. Matt told him to turn around and he did without saying a word. “Nice little furry hole there. You like getting fucked dude?” “Um. Sometimes. I’m not very experienced, to be honest.” The kid blushed which was really cute, and Matt just laughed. “Don’t worry man, I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m a nice guy who’s horny all the fucking time. What’s your name? How old are you?” “Adam. I’m 20.” “Good, now get over here and suck my cock.” This time Matt didn’t have to tell the kid twice. He sat down on the floor on the sleeping bag, and propped the pillows behind his back so he could lean against the wall of the van while the fag got busy. Adam took most of Matt’s fat dick in his mouth and started sucking it immediately. It was a little toothy at first, so Matt pulled his mouth up by Adam’s curly hair and said “watch your fucking teeth, fag.” Adam immediately responded “Yes, sir!” and shoved the fat surfer cock down his entire throat. He was getting a good rhythm going, taking all of Matt’s cock on every stroke and Matt grabbed him by the ears and started to regulate the depth and speed of the blow job. “That’s better, faggot.” Matt slowed down and sped up, taking as much pleasure as he could from the cute kid’s mouth. But he was ready for more so after a few minutes, he slowed the kid’s mouth down and held him in place as Matt’s cock throbbed, lodged all the way down Adam’s throat. He started to push back, clearly having a hard time breathing and Matt held onto his head. Finally he released Adam and the fag came up for air, gasping with his face covered in spit. After he caught his breath, Adam moved to go back down on Matt’s cock but Matt pulled his face up and started kissing him hard on the mouth. The kid responded immediately with a moan and melted into Matt’s arms. Matt reached down behind the kid and started touching his hole. He pulled Adam away from a deep kiss and stuck his fingers in Adam’s mouth to lube them up, then reached down and started playing with Adam’s furry cunt. The kid moaned again, deeper and more desperate. Matt could tell this was going to be fun. After he spent some time playing with Adam’s hole, Matt pulled him in close again and started teasing Adam’s newly lubed up hole with his fat hard cock. “Do you have any rubbers?” Adam asked. “No. Gonna fuck you anyway.” “Um. I. Um.” Matt laughed since he knew just how to fix this problem. He grabbed the back of Adam’s head and pulled him in close for another deep kiss, all the while playing with his butthole. The hole was relaxed and clean, so Matt knew it was a matter of time before Adam let him in his hole raw. After a couple of minutes of making out and ass play, Adam pulled away from Matt, out of breath and said “fuck it man. I can’t wait to have your cock in me. Just don’t cum inside, OK?” “Sure, kid. Whatever you say.” Matt smiled his big goofy surfer boy smile, kissed the kid again and slowly maneuvered Adam’s butt onto his cock. Considering Matt’s long, fat cock, he was impressed that Adam took it all the way down the root in one continuous, slow push. He continued to kiss Adam as the kid impaled himself on the huge cock. Once Adam was at the root of his cock, he reached over and opened a zippered pouch, pulling out a glass pipe and a baggie. “Sit still for a second, kid. We’re gonna have some fun. You got anywhere you need to be?” Adam just moaned and said “fuck no. I was bored so I decided to come watch guys surf and walk on the beach.” Matt laughed and said “never thought you’d end up with a surfer dude’s cock in your cunt, did you.” Adam moaned again and said “fuck, no. But I fucking love it.” Matt laughed again and said “OK, sit still for a second, so I can load the pipe.” “I don’t do drugs,” Adam said. “You do now,” Matt replied, quickly loaded the pipe and lit it, melting the large shards in the bottom of the bowl while expertly maneuvering the bowl so nothing burned. He took a huge hit off the pipe, and then pulled a still reluctant Adam in for a shotgun and a kiss. He looked surprised when Matt started to exhale the smoke into his lungs, but quickly realized what he was supposed to do and breathed in. They shared the first hit back and forth until it was gone, and then Matt turned the pipe around and explained to Adam how to smoke it. They traded shotguns for a few minutes while Matt’s rock hard cock was still lodged up his hole. Finally, Matt set the pipe down in a safe spot, pulled Adam in to make out with him again and started moving his hips to fuck Adam’s hole. The kid moaned loudly as his ass started to quickly adjust to accept the cock that was invading it. Matt started to move the kid up and down on his dick, which caused Adam to moan even more. “How’s that feel?” “Fuck, Matt. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so fucking horny in my life!” He was panting loudly as Matt picked up speed, fucking his furry little cunt. Matt laughed and said “it’s the T. Makes everyone horny. Most guys can’t get hard with it, but it just makes my dick harder." Matt reached down and touched Adam’s cock which was completely soft. “See? You can’t get hard, just proves you’re a fagdump for loads.” Adam just moaned more loudly and said “I don’t fucking care what I am, just never stop fucking my hole!” Matt laughed and said “That’s the reaction I usually get. Now let’s get the first load in your cunt and then head back to my place. I think we can probably have some fun all day.” Matt turned Adam around and laid him on his back on the pillows so he could pound the kid’s cunt. “Let’s get this first load out of the way so we can spend more time fucking your pussy in my apartment.” Matt picked up the pace and started really pounding the kid’s hole, which just caused him to moan louder and beg to be fucked harder. All fags are the same. They all wanted his big cock, and they all wanted it hard and rough. After a couple minutes of pounding Adam’s big ass, Matt leaned down to him, grinned and whispered “Are you sure you want me to pull out? Are you SURE?” Adam just grabbed onto Matt’s ass and pulled him as deep as possible inside. “FUUUUUCK man! No! Don’t pull out! Please! I gotta have your load in my hole! No one ever fucked me like this before. I need it!” Matt leaned down again and kissed the kid while he pounded Adam’s hole mercilessly. “Gonna breed ya. Gonna breed ya. Gonna breed ya…..take it you fucking faggot! NOW.” Finally, he buried himself as deeply as possible in Adam’s hole and let loose with a huge load of cum. Adam could feel Matt’s cock throbbing inside his cunt and reached back to, once again, pull Matt as deeply as possible inside. They both caught their breath and Matt’s cock started to soften. He immediately rolled Adam over onto his shoulders so his ass was sticking straight up in the air. Matt reached over and opened another bag and pulled out a nice sized butt plug. He grinned at Adam and said “don’t want lose that load when we’re going to my house.” Adam smiled and let the plug slip inside of his raw ass lips. He moaned again when the plug hit home and laid down flat for a minute. Matt started to get ready to leave, putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top, commando of course. Adam started to get dressed as well, when Matt said “nope. No clothes for you. You’re gonna give me road head while we go back to my apartment. Keep the plug in and clean off my dick. It’s not far.” Adam was completely smitten and obeyed without thinking. His brain was partially addled by the drugs and partly by the fuck he’d just taken but he couldn’t think of saying no, and didn’t even think about his car parked down the row. He just crouched down next to Matt sitting in the driver’s seat. Matt started the van and pulled his cock out through the fly of his shorts. “OK, fag. Suck it while I drive.” Adam started sucking Matt’s hard cock immediately and didn’t even look up. A few minutes later they drove up in front of a small house and pulled into the driveway. Matt pulled Adam’s head off his cock and said “OK. Take a break. Let’s go inside.” Adam started to get dressed again, but Matt just grabbed his clothes and said “follow me.” Adam didn’t even think of refusing. He just got out of the van and followed Matt to the front door and went inside not caring who saw his naked, plugged ass.

corbin readied his steady fingers to pierce the young man before pausing to run a tattooed hand up his leg. "youre tense.." he mumbled and thought for a moment before inhaling deeply. "you know..." he remarked, returning the glistening glob of lube to its tub and setting its aside, "our first toys..fucksticks..they only lasted about twenty minutes. i wont lie, its a lot of cock..." Corbin returned his grip to the boys pulsing prick, softly pushing the foreskin back and forth over the sticky pink head. "its so hard making boys take care of their toys. you see a juicy fuckhole, and you need to fuck it...push deep and let every inch inside. its just natural." Corbin traced his thumb around the boys glans and over the head, smiling at his soft little groan before continuing. "boys are supposed to fuck boys connor and i cant change that, they fuck and cum." he remarked flatly. "anyhow, i sort of updated a lot of the rules. pretty holes are like fireworks. If you set them off all at once, its just no fun." Corbin shifted his hand to grip and massage the boys balls as he freed his own cock to stroke. "no, what i decided was a lot more exciting. the medicine i picked helps make you feel yummy all over and get nice and hard" Corbin squeezed a drop of precum from the boys captive prick, "that was my idea. But tonight the parties on a schedule, from little to big. it makes you last longer." corbin slowly knelt between the boys legs, placing his thumbs and spreading the boys hole. "but i guess i got ahead of myself, because the first thing you need is a nice big kiss." Corbin leaned in, gently lifting the boys heavy ballsack as he pressed his tongue against the hot manhole and was rewarded with a surprisingly effeminate whimper. each boy was different, most jumping in surprise at the hot wet touch even with a heavy dose of party drugs, but Connor betrayed something different and rare. Corbin continued, mating his lips against the boys ass as he began gently swirling his tongue and sucking at the boys soft little fuckhole. Connor flexed his hands and clenched his jaw as Corbin pulled his hips closer and his unstoppable violation slowly continued. his protests, although hard to form, were frequently punctuated by grunts and whimpers as Corbins mouth gently opened him against his will. the various "no" and "stop" he had managed to mumble were ignored for so long he had given up. his mind screamed to get out, to run, to fight, anything, but the boys dreary eyes could hardly find the floor let alone the door. squinting into the air he saw a familiar sight which took ages to register. two boys, someones head bobbing? arms and legs...It finally dawned on him, he was watching his own reflection. he groaned one last unheard "no" as he craned his neck to take stock of his situation. his cock had spilled so much precum it now formed a shimmerming pool in his belly button. Corbins thumb and forefingers remained gently suspending his heavy balls as the boy pushed his tongue now effortlessly in and out of his hole, its soft warm caress only further serving to disarm the obstinate straight man. Collin furrowed his brow and gazed on silently, as the cacaophany of sucking and slurping continued. "Beautiful" Corbin dragged the boy back to earth with his remark as he pulled back, admiring his handywork. the once tiny pink pucker had become a swollen, puffy, soft boyhole. "like i said..." Corbin stood, reclaiming the lube and pressing a generous amount against the hot hole, "we're on a schedule, so everythings taken care of. relax for it..." Corbin smiled into the boys eyes and as he softly whined, his hole gently gave way to the boys middle finger. "there we go, thats our first little friend tonight." corbin plunged his finger deeper as he registered the boys discomfort before gently confirming his prostate. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gently leaning into connors ear as he pressed against his virgins forbidden prize. The singular groan that came from the boy was an unmistakeable, unholy, succulent symphony Corbin delighted in hearing. this was the soft song only a virgin could sing to him. "very good fuckstick very good...lie back now and let it happen..." he encouraged the captive young man. pumping softly into him, his shoulders relaxed, sinking into the sling. corbin delighted in his slow deflowerings as they produced the hungriest fucksticks. babbling, writhing, eager straight boys that craved penetration were so much more enjoyable than his run of the mill idle fuck zombies. pulling out fully he slid a second digit in, almost effortlessly, and smirked at the brief expression of question on Connors brow as he continued to massage and tease the boy. "isnt it nice? I know just where you need it fuckstick, just where to touch. let me show you how good it feels baby..." Corbin hissed as he continued probing the boys ass. connor just grunted softly as the expert top worked him to extacy. he felt full, hard, like something inside him needed more. like his whole body wanted to be touched inside. Finally satisfied with the supple texture of the boys pussy, Corbin slowly pulled his fingers from the puffy pink ring and took his place. Connor glanced around, visibly annoyed. the dull fullness in him had abated and he felt frustratingly empty now. "connor..." The guiding voice seemed surprising, welcome, as he looked up to see a tall boy wrap one hand around his hip and another around the base of his prick. "remember me? our second guests here...." Corbin slid himself gently against the boys well worked asshole and was rewarded with a tight kiss against his cockhead as the steel from his piercing slowly slipped inside. This was the moment, the exquisite instance when he would gently flex his hips to deflower another helpless young straight man. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gazing into connors eyes. without protest he sighed, slowly easing all six inches into the boy as a deafening silence enveloped them. gripping the chains of the sling, he tugged the last inch of his cock into the boy as they both gasped and sighed. "sshhhhh its okay, its okay. im inside now." Corbin soothed the confused looking boy as he ran his hands across him. "see how nice that is? youre such a good boy. i told you id make it easy." Corbin gently swirled his hips, planting his cock in and out of the newly deflowered boy. "now the next parts super easy Connor, all you need to do is relax while I fuck...just for a little bit..until your hole makes me cum." Connor groaned in response as the cockhead inside him seemed to stroke all his cares away. "Connor?" the boy grunted as he bounced back and forth on the sticky cock. "sorry about that" Corbin sighed, watching the boys hole easily milk him over and over, "I must have been thinking of someone else, fuckstick.."

Gentlemen, I’m happy to remind you that I have won a gold medal 🥇 at every Wolrdwide International 7-continents Rimming Contest during the last 23 years. Many competitors have tried to unseat me … and seed me … but no one has come close. Seriously, it’s my favorite thing to do - and I’m damned good at it. I don’t just lick the crack and hole. That’s only the start. My duty when I eat your ass is to slowly open you up and get you to relax. Whether it’s with my tongue, my fingers, my dick, toys or a speculum, I want your hole to open up and relax. I want your lips to get swollen and puffy. I want to snake my my tongue into your hole, I want to reach the pink inside of your ass. I want to be able to flick the tip of my tongue and reach nerve endings you never realized you had. I don’t want to just simply make your eyes roll back in your head; I want your eyes to spin while I am servicing your ass. And then … I’ll climb on top and fuck you!

So, feeling horny on a break from work. Hope on Grindr just hoping that I'll find someone who will use my hole.... *Bam* 23 year old guy, asking if we can meet so he can just dump a load. His Gf was in town, so he had about 40 minutes. Had some of her toys out to use, and wanted company with them.. I was driving before he even sent a last message over. 4 minutes later, I'm over the arm of his sofa while he is using a 6" dildo in my hole. It's amazing. Just then, he slides his cock balls deep into me in one thrust. It hurts perfectly.... just pumping my hole as hard as he can. It's so intense, hammering my prostate, so my cock is dripping cum.... He groans, telling me he's going to cum. Then a second later, he's blowing a HUGE load deep in my hole, biggest I've felt for years. After a few moments, he pulls out my hole, and I quickly pick up one of his gf's butt plugs that he had pulled out. I didn't want to lose a drop. So while I'm writing this, I've got a pink heart shaped plug in my hole, I can still feel so much cum in me. He told me he hadn't cum for 2 weeks before today, so his load was about twice as big as usual (according to him.) Me, I just love the feeling.

I thought I'd also share my MP experience - with images - hopefully to help anyone else out there with similar symptoms. I am certain I contracted the virus in a popular cruise club in London. It started with two visible lesions or ulcers just inside the anus that appeared maybe 10 days after my slutty evening in the cruise club. At this point there is no pain but they are itchy if I touch them. Probably a day or two before this pic was taken (before I noticed any sores) I was hit with extreme fatigue. Like absolute cannot-drag-myself-outta-bed fatigue and a general feeling of being unwell. I also had a fever and chills. The week before this pic was taken I contracted Covid for the first time (worst sore throat of my life) and assumed the fatigue and illness was the tail-end of the Covid virus. At this point Monkeypox (MP) wasn't even a thought as I have a history of anal herpes and put the sores down to that. Even though they didn't look like typical herpes sores, I assumed that with the accompanying Covid infection, perhaps the sores were exacerbated somewhat. I prepared myself for a herpes episode by dosing up on valacycovir. About one day later I start to get the tell-tail signs of a typical herpes outbreak - tingling sensation in the butt and just a feeling of knowing something is going on down there. The pic shows redness and bumps starting to form. So at this point I definitely associate the 2 sores with herpes and again MP is not even a thought. As seen in the pic, the 2 sores or ulcers are internal and cannot be seen (or felt). They would be exposed however if I opened my butt a little with my hands (similar to the first pic). Another day or so later and the herpes (right-side of anus) is really starting to flare up and cause discomfort. The sores on the left-hand side of the anus are still there and starting to ulcer a bit. They are still not painful to touch, however my rectum at this stage is feeling inflamed and angry. The fatigue has slowly gone away and I feel relatively fine other than having a really sore butt. Again, I put this down to the herpes at this stage. Another day later and I am in a lot of discomfort now. The herpes are starting to ulcer and taking a bowel movement is extremely painful - like passing glass. There is blood with every bowel movement... not just on the toilet paper but the toilet bowl water is coloured red. There's definitely more going on inside my anus here that is not visible or external. I am certain now (in hindsight) that the pain I felt taking a poo was associated with other MP sores that were established inside my rectum. At this point I have a doctor visit me in my hotel (I am travelling at the moment and in a non-English speaking country now, which makes things really difficult). He tells me it looks like herpes but he can't be certain. He suggests possibly syphilis or MP and he directs me to the ER. Here, the doctor tells me she thinks it is in fact MP. She takes a swab and tells me to wait for a call or email for the results within the next day. I am never contacted by them again, so I have no idea what the result was and have a flight to another country 2 days later. Another pic below of what (I assume) is a herpes outbreak but may also be MP.... I will never know. Internally, there is stuff going on inside my rectum, I can feel it and there's still blood, pus and pain when I have a bowel movement. It's the worst herpes outbreak I have had since I first contracted the virus 5 years ago in terms of pain and duration. I now put this down to the accompanying MP infection. x Starting to ulcer here in the pic below. Really painful to touch and I definitely have some degree of proctitis. My rectum just feels so sore and inflamed - the pics don't really do it justice in terms of how I was feeling. Blood and pus is still present with bowel movements. I am unable to sleep properly due to the constant throbbing and blister-type pain. I am having multiple hot showers at night to try to relieve it. After one particularly painful bowel movement with lots of blood, I am convinced that I must be developing an anal abscess (I had one 12 years again and the constant throbbing reminds me what it was like back them). At midnight I present to an ER in a different country this time (still non-English speaking). I use Google translate for the nurse at the ER reception - I say that I am having a bad herpes outbreak with possible anal abscess developing. I see a doctor straight away. She speaks english and is very understanding. She does a gentle investigation with the tip of a lubed finger... no anal abscess she says! I am so relived. Last time I needed to have the abscess surgically drained and I really didn't want to have surgery in a foreign country. She puts it down to the herpes outbreak (no mention of MP) and gives me pain relief in the form of panadine and a small amount of coedine... which was useless. Even at this point, I am not thinking it's MP, just a really bad herpes episode. Probably 10 days or so after the first pic was taken, things start to settle down (at least visually) and the sores being to receed and disappear. The 2 lesions shown in the early pics are still there (internal, not visible) but are much smaller. There is still pus when I take a poo and as gross as it sounds, I am noticing mucus on my stool. This has me concerned that I may also have either an accompanying chlamydia or gono infection (totally plausible given my wild night in the London cruise club). Final pic - for context this is about 2.5 weeks after the first pic that is shown and is what my hole generally looks like without infection. However, as I inspect myself with a lubed finger I can feel just on the inside lining of my anus 2 or 3 notable soft painless bumps (feels similar to a hemorrhoid - but just feels a little different). I'm convinced it is the final remaining sores of the MP infection. There is also a very small amount of blood on my finger when I pull it out. I can have a bowel movement now without pain and there is very little (if any) pus or discharge. I did manage to get hold of some doxycyline and azithromycin (1g) via an online pharmacy. Ever since I took this medication the pus has disappeared which has me believe I definitely had other infection (although not formally diagnosed). In summary, I assume that I had both Covid and Monkeypox at the same time - which was the catalyst also for a bad herpes break out to occur concurrently. I assumed I also had an accompanying bacterial infection such as gono - though this cannot be proven as I did not have an anal swab test. What a combination!!! That one night in the London cruise club really fucked up my life for the last month! Other than the fatigue, fever and genital sores I had no other typical symptoms of MP. I did not break out in sores on the face, arms or legs. I had 2 (maybe 3) very small pimple-like things appear on one leg and one on my neck - but these looked like regular pimples. If they were associated with MP then they were so benign! I have not been sexually active during the past month so am confident I have not spread the virus. I was simply in too much discomfort to even think about having sex. Hopefully this post has been helpful for some. Feel free to PM me with any questions 🙂

Fictional story Well it was a Friday night and me and my boyfriend are out with his friend Alessandro. We found a nice chill place, a small booth across from the long bar. I'm not a big fan of Alessandro. He makes me feel a little awkward. He's super cute. Totally my type. I'm obviously sexually attracted to him but I have to do everything possible to make sure nobody is aware of that. So I end up being awkward. I try not to even look his way. I've done it a couple of times and I caught his eye. I know one time my boyfriend saw it. Never mentioned it once. But I could tell he saw it and I was never sure if Alessandro was giving me the look or if it was just an awkward situation. But I knew I made it worse. My boyfriend had to run to the bathroom and then was gonna go to the bar, wait in the super long line and grab us more drinks. My boyfriend gets up, and we look at each other. "So." He says, hoping to jumpstart a conversation. "So." I responded, trying to come up with a topic. "I've seen you online..." He said, laughing a little. "What do you mean??" My first thought was maybe he saw my profile on Facebook and maybe wanted to add me or something. "You mean like Facebook," I asked. "Lol. No. I mean, uhmm. Something like "Raw dick 4 cumdump holes, lol". He responding, alluding to my profile on a bareback hookup site. "What the fuck are you talking about??" I responded. "Lol. Don't play dumb. I know you're a sleazeball." He said, in an accusatory tone, but still laughing a little. "So what??? Are you gonna say something??" I asked, now getting a little nervous. "I'm trying to stop." I pleaded. "Dude, relax! It will be our little secret." He stopped for a second and took the last sip of his drink. "You're a bad boy" he continued, laughing a little but giving me seductive looks. "You're a really bad boy." "What?? What are you talking about??" I responded back, a little more relaxed but still a little nervous. "I know you like it nasty. " He said in an accusatory tone. "What, what do you mean? What do you know?" "You fucked my friend Mark. White guy, cumdump on the north side." He responding laughing back at me. "What? I don't know what you are talking about." My mind started scanning for Mark who lived on the Northside. I couldn't think of anyone and then it hit me. Fuck yeah. He was a big slut. He pulled in closer to me, seductively looking into my eyes "You wanna fuck me? You wanna show me how nasty you get? Let me see how you handle the biggest slut in town." I looked up and I could see my boyfriend coming, distracted a little with our drinks and and his other friend Scott who was carrying the third drink and his own. "He's coming" I whispered and we moved back into our seats. "Omg that took forever. That muscle-y bartender with the beard??? That guy is so slow." "I was wondering where you were. You're boyfriend is boring me" Alessandro said rolling his eyes up. "Is he talking about football again?? Nobody fucking cares about it babe." My boyfriend said making fun of me for talking about football in the past. I was still in shock. My blood was rushing all over my body. I was trying to calm down so as to not draw attention to my boyfriend. "Babe, we're joking! You're so sensitive!" "Yeah, you're are too sensitive! But it's sexy. He's still a cutie" Alessandro responded looking at my boyfriend. "Yeah he's still a cutie" my boyfriend responded as he wrestled me playfully. My boyfriend turned to kiss me, then grabbed my arm and made out with me. As we pulled away for a split second I saw Alessandro locking into my eyes, and then signalling to look down as he exposed his jock. My cock jumped in my pants. It was harder than ever. It was pounding. "Damn baby, he gets horny when we kiss. He's always horny." My boyfriend says while holding my cock over my shorts. "I bet he does" Alessandro says and he laughs a little. We ended up leaving the bar and heading back to Allessandro's place, which was only a few blocks away. He lived 5 stories up a mid-rise building. I feel like this was all starting to be set up this way. We get up to his apartment and me, my boyfriend, Scott and Scott's friend Juan and Alessandro enter the apartment with all of the guests looking around. Everyone makes their way to the living room and sits on the couch and an arm chair. My boyfriend sits on me on top of the arm chair. We kiss back and forth and he'll look back at his friends and respond to their questions. "Just sit here and look pretty" he said to me in a joking manner. "Oh shit, there's no beer. Or Wine. I thought I had at least a bottle of wine." Alessandro couldn't find any alcohol. "Oh, well we can go get some." My boyfriend asked as he looked up at Alessandro. "Yeah that's no problem, it's just around the corner. Someone wanna come with me?" I didn't want to respond so fast. I wanted to go, but I didn't want to make obvious so I didn't say anything. "Yeah, no problem I can go." My boyfriend's friend responded. "NO! Lol. Baby go up and help him. " My boyfriend said. "No, no it's no problem, I can do it." His friend responded again. "NO! Babe, get up!". "Fine, fine" as I got out of the chair. We headed out of the apartment and started walking in the hallway and Alessandro said "Fuck, you almost blew that." "What??" "This whole thing, coming back here, no beer in the apartment - It's all so I could get you to fuck me in the stairwell." He stopped for a second before we reach the stairwell door. "Kiss me, I'm yours." He guided my hand towards his ass and I started to rub it while I kissed him passionately. "Stop stop" he said as he grabbed my hand and lead me to the stairwell. He walked up to the wall and pulled his shorts down exposing his ass in a green jock. "Mark your territory babe, make me your slut." He pulled a small bottle of lube out of his pocket and rubbed it all over my dick. I stuck my ass slowly in his ass, and he turned his head and kissed me, stroking my head a little. "fuck me hard baby!" hard and harder my dick got and the harder i fucked. "You like when I call you baby" he asked and I continued to fuck. "fuck yeah I do" as I fucked harder. "Oh baby, am I you're baby?" "Fuck yeah baby, yeah I want to cum up your ass so bad." "Baby I want it so bad. I want your cum up my ass. Give it to me baby!" I couldn't hold it any longer. "UHHH OOOOOH' FUCK!" I started to cum and pulled him closer with my cum spraying up his ass for 10 seconds, then weakens. A few seconds later, another load sprays up his ass. He goes to pull up his shorts and turns around and kisses me passtionately again. "This will be our little secret" We went to the store, came back to the apartment with a six pack of beer and two bottles of wine. "Fuck where were you two?? We want some booze!" My boyfriend asked as we started to open the wine and some of the beers in the kitchen. While they are talking loud in the living room, Alessandro looks at me and says "I'm serious. I'll be your whore if you want to. You can use my ass anytime you want." And then walked away with a couple glasses of wine and left me in the kitchen, where I had to adjust my underwear again as he just made my cock so hard. We walked into the living room and I repositioned myself back next to my boyfriend. He got back on my lap and he laid his head on my shoulder in order show a little effection. Then looked back up at me and gave me a dirty look. I'm not sure if he was joking around or he suspects something happen. Or maybe he was testing me. The conversation continued on as we moved from topic to topic. Then we got to Alessandro's sex life. My boyfriend started off "Well, Alessandro has a very interesting sex life. He's the self described "nastiest cumdump in the area". "WHAT??" Scott responded in shock. "Like, you let men fuck you without a condom?" Juan seemed intrigued and ask "How many loads have you had in one day?" "10, 11," Alessandro said looking at Juan in a seductive look. "You like fucking cumdumps like me?" "If you're as nasty as you say you are" he looked back. A little awkward silence then everyone started laughing. Juan looked up to him and ask "you looking to get fucked now?" "I'm already ready." "ARE YOU GUYS GONNA FUCK WHILE WE ARE HERE??" Scott asked. "Well, we are gonna fuck in the bedroom. Hope that's no problem. We'll be quick." Alessandro responded. Scott insisted on leaving "Okay I think it's too late anyways, I'm heading out." Now it was just the 4 of us left. "No, no. Don't do it in the room. I wanna watch you guys get fucked while my baby fucks me" my boyfriend asked. He was super horny and started to kiss all over me. "Babe, I want your cock inside of me while I watch them fuck." We started to kiss even more passionately. The other two were now standing. Alessandro's shorts down on the ground, while Alessandro pulled out Juan's dick and rubbed it. My boyfriend turned around and pulled down his pants and sat on my face. I licked his ass while he moaned loudly like a slut. "Wait wait" My boyfriend stopped and came up with an idea. "We go into the room and get ready, and we'll let you know when we are ready for you two." Both bottoms walked into the bed room. You could hear some house music, and then the light changed to sort of a bluish color. They tell us to come in and there they both are ass up, wearing jocks. Alessandro has marked a single line on his ass, to indicate how many loads he took tonight. It was so hot. Both bottoms were making out with each other. Both of us tops were naked and then we both started to fuck. I squeezed my dick into my boyfriend and so did Juan to Alessandro. "OH FUCK!" As Juan squeezed into Alessandro. I was so turned on watching his dick get covered in my cum. "Oh babe you're cock is so hard inisde me" my boyfriend said to me as he moaned from me fucking him. "Cum in me baby, I want your cum so bad." "You can use my ass anytime you want to" Alessandro said to Juan as he fucked him harder and hard "I never say no to any man" "FUCK" Juan said as he fucked harder and harder. "Cmon, use me like a whore" Alessandro said and Juan fucked any harder "OH FUCK YEAH I AM GONNA CUM." And then I started feel my balls drain "FUCK BABY, I AM CUMMING IN YOU BABE!!" We started to clean up and then my boyfriend asked Alessandro "When did you get the first load?" "Uhhh when we were at the bar." "Really? When? When I got drinks and went to the bathroom?" "Oh maybe it was before we met." I couldn't tell if my boyfriend suspected anything or if it was all in my head. As we headed out for the night, started to leave. And then he said "No wait!" "Grab this. Take your dish please! You keep forgetting to get it." Alessandro telling me to grab my boyfriend's dish he brought over for a pot luck. The other two wait in the hallway and I walked back to the kitchen. He pretended to go through the kitchen cupboards to buy time "Am I still your baby?" he asked quiet enough nobody else could hear "well I mean" "No, I wannabe your baby. Treat me like a whore. I'm your slut - OH HERE it is" as he hands me the dish. "You can fuck my ass anytime you want to." "Okay, thanks for the dish, have a good night" I said horned as fuck again as I walked out of the apartment. The next few days, I tried hard to forget it. I was hoping Alessandro was too. I felt it was all too risky. Especially the way he would signal to me when my boyfriend was around. And what's up with him insisting that I call him baby? I couldn't help it though. I was so turned on. I get a text message "I want to see you." It was from an unrecognized contact. "It's me. Alessandro" followed by a picture of his ass bent over filled with cum. "Oh, it's you?" I responded back, worried about him texting me. If my boyfriend finds this, I will get caught. "What are you doing texting me here?" "I'm coming over. My ass is filled with cum. I want you to fuck me on your guy's bed." "What the fuck??? No." "Babe, let me up. I'm downstairs." followed by another text "I know he's not home. We got time. He just texted me." "Fuck, you shouldn't be here!" "Let me up babe, my ass is leaking. I buzzed him in and my cock was so hard. He got up to me place and I open the door for him. He walked into the apartment and we kissed each other as the door closed. "I missed you so bad baby" "I miss you too!" "Yeah, you miss me baby??""Yeah I did." "Call me baby!" He demanded as he started to pull my cock out. "Call me baby and I'll be the best slut you will ever use. Don't you want all this cum in my ass all over your dick??" "Ok baby" I relectently agreed. He lead me into the bedroom where he lead me on the bed. We kissed some more while we got naked. He was now naked wearing a jock and we repositioned some pillows while he laid on his back with his legs spread open. "I wanna show you what a slut you are." We got closer to him and kissed him while i positioned my dick up his ass. It was so loose and filled with cum. His legs up in the air as I kept fucking him. It was so easy to enter him. "Oh baby, I am a slut for you. Give me your cum. I am your side pussy baby" "You're such a whore" "Can I be your whore baby" "Yes baby you're now my whore" "Oh baby!" as he grabbed my face and started kissing more. I fucked harder and harder. Harder and harder. It was so wet. And then "FUCK I'M GONNA CUM!!". Shot, shot, and one more shot. "Aww baby you fuck me so good!" As he got his clothes together, he mentioned "He's suspicious by the way." "WHAT???" "Yeah, I can tell. He keeps asking questions." "Like what kind of questions." "Like when I screwed up and said I got the first load in the bar." "Well, how does that affect me??" "I dunno, but I think he figured it out." I was panicking. Ahh I knew this would blow up in my face. "It's okay baby. I don't care, I wanna see you more," he pleaded. "I wanna be the biggest whore ever for you. I'm serious. I take loads all the time. My ass is always loaded for you." After Alessandro left the apartment, I realized his smell had been lingering in the apartment. "Fuck." I tried to fan it away, did everything possible to mask the smell. Another thing I was either too paranoid about, or he could smell him. A couple days later after coming home from work, I was welcomed with a big surprise. I walked into the bedroom to see the boyfriend bent over, wearing a jock and a mask. "Damn baby, this is hot!" I started to pull down my pants "Yeah fuck I love this!". "I knew it! I knew you were into this!" "Wh what do you mean?" "I know you're cheating on me!!" "No, baby, I'm not." "LIES!" and he took off his mask. "What do you like about those guys?" he asked as he turned around on the bed. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Dude, just be upfront. I know what you do!" Silence. Blood pumping. Shame. "FUCK FUCK FUCK" I thought in my head. Then he got on his back and lifted his legs up in the air. Then he starts to push. Push a little more, and then cum flowed out of his ass. 'I'm gonna start cum dumping for men. If being a cumdump will keep this relationship together. Plus I wanna take more loads." More silence. "Now, if you don't mind. I have a guy coming up." I could hear someone walking up the stairs and then a knock on the door. A short, stocky guy was at the door. "Uhmm" he looked awkward when I opened the door. "He's in the the room." My boyfriend was bent over waiting to take some loads. The man walked into the bedroom and then closed the door.

I found that being nude shows guys exactly what kind of slutty cumdump I am and lets them know I’m a shameless whore, willing to get on my knees or bend over anywhere for anyone to use. even better when I have cum on my face or dripping from my hole. I started this in high school by stripping nude in the porntheatre and taking loads from whoever came in. plus the added benefit is guys can piss on me when they are done getting off.

Well, the factory was supposed to have a big RAW party last night, but there were about 5 people 😞 So I went to Construction and met a guy I talked to on Grindr...That guy spend the best part of the past 5 hours fucking my brains out. Fed me his piss and gave me a pissfuck without telling me (hot!) and let me get bred by 4 other guys so he could fuck my cum filled ass harder. Oh and I fisted two hot sluts 🙂 So yeah Construction is the place to be! But we also went to Bunker afterwards and fucking on the "outside" (but covered) terrace is also hot. For those counting, my holiday so far: - pissloads: 2 (ass and mouth) - sluts fisted: 2 - most dicks in me at the same moment: 3 - dicks sucked: A lot😅 - bare cocks in my slutty bare hole: ~23 - loads in my cunt: ~10

The best part about rimming a hole is the gut wetness or with some men the flow of gut juices that are produced by hungry holes!! The stink of a ripe, sweaty and gut dripping set of asslips while my mouth, tongue and saliva slurp, suck and probe into and around a man's ass lips is so meat hardening. It's a good preamble for a hard fuck and gets the man primed for almost anything!

A 10 day festival just started in my city and literally every park and square is filled with free stages. One of the coolest events in Belgium of the year and finally after 3 years it's back! I was dancing a bit and already had some drinks when I guy I had eyecontact with started dancing with me. It started very casual but after some time i felt him pushing against me so we shared a little kiss. He asked me to join him to his house but on the way we passed a park and the need was too high so he pushed me on my knees quickly. Walking home with cum inside my hole now, nice start of the festival 🙂

There is no such thing as too hairy or too much cum in a hole. And variety is the spice of life!

CHAPTER 2 I had never understood young people who won’t fuck old men. If I absolutely had to get fucked, I’d rather be with an experienced adult than a sweaty, closeted college frat boy who’s never heard of lube and hits like a jackrabbit with Tourette’s. Pull up the Myers-Briggs of gay boys who DO sleep with mature men, however, and there are three types of twinks. The first are the twinks who only fuck older men for money but would never hang out with or date them. Obviously an acceptable profession in my book, but a poor, one-dimensional way of looking at the men who were our best and most fulfilling customers. Next are the twinks who want to be hunted by a confident, silver wolf daddy. They want a sleazy, sexy, horny old man to separate them from the herd and bring them to a back alley where they can submit to the cumdump fantasies they dream about at night. They want to be demeaned and used by someone with infinitely more experience than a child like them could ever hope to achieve. Lastly, there are the twinks with low self-esteem and daddy issues. No way to sugar coat it, these are the twinks who had cystic acne in high school and considered themselves worthless, but as puberty waned and their skin turned smooth they discovered hair dye, liquor, and bars full of old men just waiting to give them the unconditional love and appreciation that no parent or classmate ever did. Jessie did fuck older men on the right day, and she was the poster child for type three. I returned to my bedroom and shut the door behind me. My new friend was sitting on my bed stroking his hard cock to a picture he had pulled off the wall. I went to lie down next to him. The picture was one of my favorites of us posing in tight, tiny catholic school jumpers I had stolen from my sisters. In a fit of blind insanity last year we had found a creepy trucker to bring us to the Pride festival in Chicago, and had worn the tiny skirts at the parade. It was good memory, and it made me feel a little bad about what I was doing. I pushed it aside. “He good? How are we doing this?” I heard the shower thud on outside and pushed my doubts out of my head. “When she gets out of the shower, she’ll be ready to go. Now stop calling her ‘he’ and maybe you’ll actually get to fuck her.” I explained Jessie’s special brand of low self-esteem and dysphoria until we heard the shower turn off. **** Jessie opened the bathroom door, still dripping a bit. Thanks to the tina her shower had taken a longer than usual, but she’d made it through eventually despite her increasing horniness and her fuzzy brain not focusing on simple tasks. She’d put a couple fingers in her ass part way through, making the shower take even longer and doing nothing besides making her even more horny. Maybe Cam would fuck her. He didn’t want to very often and never when he was sober, but once in a blue moon she could catch him in a sweet spot between starting to smoke and arriving in Loo Loo Land. She padded down the hallway to her bedroom, toweling off her hair. As she did, Cameron’s door opened and a gentleman no older than 50 stepped out, tucking in a fitted white button up and carrying his jacket, tie, and belt. They both stopped short, and Jessie quickly pulled her towel from her head to cover her small, naked cock. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I was just in the shower.” She expected the man to be awkward at being caught, the way closet cases usually were, but he smiled and started forward again. “Wow, are you the roommate? You’re beautiful…. you look like a princess.” Caught off guard, Jessie giggled and blushed. “Oh wow, thanks so much!” The man circled her. “You have such a beautiful body, I’ve never seen a girl like you before.” As he reached her his hand wrapped around to her bare ass. “Oh my god, and this ass…. Its so round and sexy. You’re so hot, I would do anything to make you my girlfriend…” His hand felt warm, almost hot, as it grabbed a handful of her cheek and squeezed. She felt the horniness rising again as he complimented her and instinctively pushed back into his hand. His other hand wrapped around her to grab her waist and she was pulled to face him, still holding the towel. “That’s all so nice to say, but I was about to go get dressed…” “Oh, I don’t mean to keep you, I can let you go…” The man said, reaching around to squeeze her ass with both hands. “Please, can I just play with it for a second before you go, just for a minute… You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met, I would be crazy not to look at you for a second.” He felt so warm and she was getting so horny, Jessie didn’t quite know what to say. Her head was fuzzy and she tingled as he touched her. He was so nice, and she didn’t want to be rude… She smiled and turned around, walking backwards a few feet to the edge of their living room and sticking her ass out as she walked to give him a show. “Oh baby, you’re so beautiful…” The man was following close behind, unbuttoning his pants. He pushed her forward to bend over the back of the couch and she felt him grab her ass and give each side a gentle shake. He groaned softly and dove in with his tongue, pushing past her cheeks to lick her tight hole. The sensation was incredible, her head was swimming and she felt like her entire body was wired to his tongue. He licked her softly at first, then pushed deeper inwards. Her hole, still relaxed from her fingers in the shower, opened for his tongue. She tried to pull back to reality as he pushed a finger inside. “I really should go, but thanks for all the things you said, you’re really nice…” He didn’t stop. “This is the best pussy I’ve ever seen… I can’t believe how tight and pink it is, and this beautiful little clit.” He reached between her legs and began to rub her soft cock as he attacked her ass with a second gentle finger and shook her cheeks more, causing her to moan. Her brain melted again as he stood up, letting his pants fall down and revealing a large, rock hard cock. He rubbed it on her hole as she moaned in pleasure, and her horniness took over entirely as she crawled over the back of the couch and turned around to suck his cock. It was an amazing cock, she decided. How could anyone with a cock like this and such nice things to say be paying for sex, even if Cam was hot. It made no sense. “Ugh baby, you’re so good at this…” The man said, making her blush. She worked even harder as he reached back and squeezed her ass again, reminding her what she really needed. She spread her legs as far as she could while kneeling on the couch, revealing her small, pink asshole and rubbing her small cock on the couch beneath her. He came around the side of the couch and stood behind her, stroking his slick cock as she pushed her ass back towards him. They both moaned as he rubbed his cock on her hole again, then he pushed forward, burying his cock to the hilt and making her cry out. “Yeah, baby, you like that…?” He pulled out and pushed all the way in again, making her moan as her fuzzy brain begged for more. “You love when I fuck your pussy, don’t you?” “Oh god, yeah… fuck my pussy….” She gasped as he began to fuck her harder, slamming his cock into her hole and driving her into the couch. Pinned between her body and the fabric, her own cock tingled. There’s no way Cam wouldn’t have heard them by now… maybe he was smoking more of the tina he had given her and had headphones in... The man behind her grabbed her hips as he drove his hard cock into her, making her moan and cry. She felt his grip tighten and his pace quicken and knew what was coming. With a groan, he released a load of thick cum into Jessie’s hole. His cry of pleasure and the warmth and pressure of being filled with his cum made her own cock begin spilling cum onto the couch beneath her. The man fucked her for a bit longer, releasing more spurts of cum into her and then slowly pulling out. As he pulled his head from her hole, she pushed her butt up to try to keep his cum in her until her hole closed. A slut’s habit. “Good girl.” He said, reaching down and giving her ass one last shake. He pulled his pants up, grabbed his things and left, running to his car like he was worried a satellite would catch him fucking the two little twinks inside the apartment. I snuck out from where I had been hiding in the hallway. Jessie was still spread out on the couch with her head resting on the back of the couch. I could tell her brain was mush from the combinations of drugs and dick she hadn’t been expecting to get. I tiptoed around the edge of the couch to stand behind her and started taking pictures of the load leaking from her asshole. Jessie heard the *click* of the digital shutter and snapped up. “Jesus Christ, Cam, get out of here!” I grinned, “Bitch, I’m not the one fucking random closet cases as they leave the apartment! Now get that ass up, you can post these. Fucking slut.” She groaned and reached back to place her hands on her cheeks, pulling them apart gently. “Oh my god, what is wrong with me? This is because you made me smoke!” I laughed. “Excuse me for not wanting to die of a bad batch, Jessie. Don’t blame me for your slutty choices!” She crawled off the couch and pointed at her cum stain on the fabric. “Fuck me, I got it on the couch.” I pushed her towards the hallway, taking her curse out of context. “You want fucked, go get on Sniffies. I’ll clean this up, then you and I are going to smoke more tonight.” I went to the kitchen and almost laughed out loud thinking about it. I had made $400 bucks and I hadn’t even had to get fucked. Jessie had a blast and nothing bad had happened. I even took pictures for her to put on OnlyFans, so she could make money too. No matter which way I thought about it there was no downside, and I knew I wasn’t even getting started.

PART SEVEN "Let's go then," Jerome said and I unsteadily got to my feet to walk with him. "No need to lead the way," he said. "I've been over more than a few times before!" As we walked side by side, he burrowed a couple of fingers into my well-used hole. "Gosh, if you really were a virgin before David got a hold of you, that's well & truly over now!" I leant forward a little bit as we walked to give him easier access to my hole. "You're an instinctual bottom, the guys at the party are gonna love you". I was so excited to meet them! "I think it's only a queen, of course, but we'll make do" Jerome laughed as he lay on the bed, looking up at me. I knew where we wanted me, and I gently lay on top of him, my head on his chest. I was still so fucking horny, but I wanted to learn more about him. "Did you go to Mardi Gras with your friends?" "No, they all did but I didn't. I don't really like going to the Mardi Gras." "I'm sorry to hear that, I had a great time!" I replied, as I kissed his chest. "I'm sure you did! It's a wonderful time of year, and you'll go to some more perhaps." "I certainly plan to!" smiling up at him, as I kissed around his belly. "Why didn't you go?" "Just brings back too many memories for me of people that aren't here any more." "Oh, is that why you have the survivors party?" his hardening cock was under my chin now as my kisses went lower & lower. "That's exactly right, to remember the friends we've lost but also to bring some joy back into the group." Even though I could see some sadness in his eyes, his dick was rock hard. "Well I certainly hope I can do that" as I started to straddle him, looking into his eyes as I began to guide his cock into my hole. "Given what an insatiable slut you are, they're going to love you!" he laughed and he pulled me into a deep kiss as his cock started to fill up my eager hole. God, I remembered the times when I used to say someone was a slut in a derogatory way, now I took it as the greatest compliment! The thought of pleasing a whole bunch of guys like Jerome made me feel like I was on heat. I'd lost track of time while Jerome & I were kissing but I could feel someone move onto the end of the bed. I guess David was coming into say goodnight to us both. Jerome gently pulled me up a little further & I could feel two pairs of hands on my arse, both sets pulling hard on my cheeks. Not long after, I felt something pressing both against my hole, and Jerome's cock. Looking back, I could see David slowly trying to inch his dick inside me. "I don't think I can...I need the amyl!" I moaned, looking back. David slapped me across the face, "Shut the fuck up, if you want to go to Jerome's party you need to be able to do this without them." Jerome stroked my reddening cheek, "I know you can do it my boy, just open up for the two of us..." Looking into his eyes, it was like I was hypnotised. While I enjoyed David's roughness I did enjoy Jerome's tenderness as well. "I can feel him...he's almost there..." he whispered in my ears while I was almost blacking out from pain. I let out a scream as David gave one final thrust. "THERE he is! What a good boy...." The feeling was an incredible mix of pain & pleasure as I rocked between the two men. I knew my hole was being totally wrecked but I didn't really care now. I knew my role was to bring joy to men, as Jerome said, and that would be my purpose in life from now on. David grabbed my throat hard with one hand, and my arse clenched instinctively with the pain. Both men groaned in the pleasure my tightened arse gave them, while I passed out between them as David choked me. END OF PART SEVEN

Jason had been flicking through the second hand rubber pages looking for a bargain. The idea was to subtly get a wardrobe together on the quiet, especially as most of the shops had been closed due to the pandemic. He clicked on one seller, who seemed to have all manner of gear for sale. Having messaged the seller a few times, and realising that he lived a few stops away, he’d decided he’d go and pay him a visit himself. When Jason reached the address he was a bit nervous. He knew the seller had an online profile and had always marvelled at how hot the rubber looked on him. As he was let into the block, he made his way to the seller’s flat. He could smell the horny scent of rubber and leather from in the hallway, and his cock started to twitch. “Hi, you must be Jason” “Yes, you’re, um, PigTop yes?” “Hahaha. Yeah, for now you can call me Steve” As Jason ventured inside Steve’s flat, he was overwhelmed by the scent of the gear. He could see a sling set up in one badly lit room, and thought that Steve was obviously a keen pig. “You said I could try some bits on” “Sure mate, can I get you anything? Fancy a beer?” “Bit early for me, but fuck it – we’re all furloughed so it won’t matter” Steve smiled as he went into the kitchen, leaving Jason to take in the surroundings… “Wow, you really do have a lot of gear” “Yes, I do. I’d been running a series of online auctions to clear some of it. A lot of it belonged to my ex who is no longer with us” “Sorry to hear that. How did he go if I may ask” “Health issues mainly, which weren’t helpful when he picked up this bastard covid” “Oh shit. Sorry to hear that” “Well we’d been a couple up until last year, but he left me this place in his will so I thought I’d let my fantasies take over and enjoy the new freedom” “Gosh, sounds really hot. I’d love to be able to live like this” Steve handed Jason the beer, which he took a swig of. It wasn’t a taste he recognized but found it refreshing nonetheless. “Right. What sort of thing were you after? A full suit yeah?” “Yeah. Thought I’d take the plunge and just need to know how it fits and feels” “Well I have a few. Why don’t you strip off and we can see if anything fits” Jason took no time in undressing. A bit flushed and light-headed, he was soon standing naked surrounded by a room of rubber gear. Mostly black, but with bits of yellow, red and brown detail on each outfit. Like a kid in a sweetshop, he didn’t know where to begin and picked up a yellow rubber full suit. “Hehe. Piss pig, yes?” “Well, um, I don’t know. I like what it represents but never tried piss” “Oh Jason, you should. Nothing hornier than pissing on a guy and marking my territory” Jason just nervously smiled at that remark and begun to slide himself into the outfit. Feeling a bit dizzy as the horniness of the moment and his increasing drunkenness(?) How come he was drunk? Steve helped Jason into the suit and soon Jason was looking like a true piss pig. His hard on was now unmissable. “I can see you’re agreeing with the suit judging by your cock” “Um, yes. It’s very horny. I like it” “You ever been pissed on, boy?” Jason was taken aback, and this sudden change to being addressed to as ‘boy’ was starting to affect his mind. “Um, no. What’s it like?” With that, Steve dropped his tracksuit bottoms to reveal he’d been wearing black rubber leggings beneath him. Jason suddenly felt very horny. “I’ll give you a glimpse boy. Kneel” With that, a horny and confused Jason went to his knees and before he realised, Steve had fished his cock out and was aiming it at Jason’s face and let forth a stream in his direction. Jason felt as hard as ever as Steve pissed over him. This wasn’t how he usually behaved, but for some reason the horniness was overriding everything. As Steve finishing pissing, he bent down to Jason and kissed him. “There you go. Wasn’t so hard to turn you into a piss pig was it?” “Um, yeah. I guess not. That was hotter than I expected” “Thought you’d like it boy. What about checking out some more gear for me?” Jason was a little confused. He’d come here to buy some gear. Not a session. Especially not a session of new experiences. “Um, yeah. That was horny. I liked that” “Thought so, boy. Here let me suggest an outfit you might soon never want to take off” Jason smirked. He’d love to be in that situation. Living in gear seemed a hot prospect. Steve held up a black suit. “What about this one – I’m sure you’ll soon love it” Jason looked at the suit – it was black with a bit of yellow detailing. “Yeah, um, sure” Steve lubed up the suit and knelt down to help Jason into it. “You’ll soon feel part of something in this, boy” Again, Jason was finding all this too good to be true. Steve was a true pervert and a gentleman, and yet even when he’d pissed on Jason, it felt good to let this man take care of him. As he slid his arms into the suit and adjusted himself, Jason was feeling hornier than ever.# “Ah yes boy. That looks fantastic. A true pig. Let me show you how you look” Steve pulled out another mirror so Jason could see the whole of the suit. It was then when he noticed the biohazard symbol on the back. His cock instantly got firmer. “Oh yeah, that looks great boy. You were made for that” “Um, yeah. It’s very horny but I’m not sure wearing this out would be wise. I’m not poz. I don’t know if I should…” “Yeah but look how hard your cock is boy” This was true. Jason had never been harder. Something about wearing an outfit like this turned him on so much. Just as Jason was starting to think and feel dirtier thoughts, Steve removed his t-shirt to reveal a rubber vest. It too, had a biohazard symbol on it. It had the effect on Jason. Making him harder than ever. “Looks like boy has an interest in the biohazard symbol, eh?” Steve took Jason into the playroom so the pair of them could look at each other in better light, if anything. Steve had noticed Jason had finished his drink, which seeing as he’d slipped a pill in it, was good news – Jason, the boy was now his. “Oh my boy. You don’t know how horny you look in that suit. I want to jump you” “Thanks Steve. It’s true, I didn’t think I’d feel this horny” “Oh I can get you hornier, boy” And as he said that, Steve began to stroke Jason and the pair of them began to kiss again. Jason, somewhat amazed at his forwardness started to nuzzle at Steve’s body, nibbling his tits and – after Steve had passed him some poppers – was beginning to lick at and worship Steve’s biohazard symbol on his chest. “Good boy. I think it’s about time you learned what joy this suit can give you” Steve pushed an increasingly cooperative Jason towards the sling. Jason, for his part, pulled himself into the sling and got comfortable. “Ever been fucked, boy?” “A couple of times, but nothing special. Not in a sling anyway” “Well it’s turning into a day of firsts for you isn’t it?” Jason obliged and let himself get strapped in. Had he had his wits about him, he’d have got out of that sling and out of the flat sharpish. He’d been pissed on and was about to be fucked while wearing a biohazard symbol on his back. However the idea of it was turning him on far more than the hope of escape did. As Steve secured Jason into the sling, he stuck more poppers up Jason’s nose. Knowing full well he’d got him exactly where he wanted him. Jason was starting to feel hornier than ever. Bucking his arse and now seemingly hungry for whatever Steve had planned. He then felt the zip being undone at his arse. “yes boy, by pissing on you I’d staked my claim on you. Marked my property. Now I’m going to help you earn that suit properly” Jason was whirling in a state of horniness and wonder. Inside he knew that this wasn’t probably his wisest move, but he was in no state or position to change that now. Steve had started fingering an increasingly hungry Jason’s hole… “Nice and tight. Let’s sort that out” As Steve started to push his cock into Jason, he sensed a hesitation – the mix of trepidation and fear that he noticed in all his pigs. If anything, it was turning Steve on more. “Yes boy, let me in. Accept your reward. A gift, even” Jason was in ecstasy at this juncture. All reasonable thoughts and guards were abandoned now. He was getting rawfucked by a guy aka PigTop, and the pair of them were wearing poz rubber gear. He’d have run if he could, quite honestly. Steve worked his cock into Jason, striking up a rhythm almost. “That’s it boy. Enjoy this. Savour every moment. I think you’ll soon realise what you really came here for” Jason was all over the place. He didn’t want, or expect, this. “Please… No… I don’t want… oh God” “Relax boy. Boss knows what’s good for you. Boss is going to open your eyes and mind to a whole new world of pleasure. Tell me what you want” “I… I don’t want to… argh oh god this feels fantastic” “Hehehe. My poz precum is giving you the hunger you crave. Accept yourself. Accept your destiny” “Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck. Yes. Fuck meeee” “Good boy. Let Boss recycle you into a dirty toxic rubberpig” “Fuck… yes… tox… Oh god…” “Tell me what you want boy” “I want… this. Steve. Help” “I’m afraid Steve can’t be reached at the moment, but your new boss TopPig is available. Boss knows what you want” “Yes… Boss… It’s true. I feel so good” “Good boy. Boss is going to help you become a true pig, boy. You need to beg your boss though” “Please… boss… don’t argh. God I feel so good.” Steve stopped briefly to administer more poppers to Jason. And felt his forthcoming pigboy’s arse muscles clench hard on his cock “Yes boy. That’s the spirit. Now, tell me what you want” “I want your cum, boss. Please. Feed me your cum” “Good boy, it’s toxic cum. It’s what you need. And soon it will take you over, boy” “yes Boss. Give me… toxic cum” “You’re on the road to becoming a pozpig, boy. I’m off meds and have a good hit rate of knocking up boys like you. Boys who need direction. Boys who need recycling into pozpigs” “Fuck yes Boss. Turn me into your pig, boss” “What sort of pig?” “A pozpig, boss. Give it to me” “As you asked so nicely…” Steve was breathing heavily and turned on, lasting a few moments until his toxic brew flooded Jason’s hole… “FUCK YEAH” “Oh fuck. Thank you Boss. Thank you” “Like that did you? I knew you would. Your cock has been straining against that codpiece. We’re all friends here now. How about I let that free for you?” Steve unsnapped the rubber codpiece and Jason’s cock sprung free and still as hard as ever. “What a tasty cock you have boy, why don’t you let boss help you milk out your last neg load as a reward” Before Jason could protest, Steve was seductively making a show of sucking Jason’s cock. Looking up to Jason in throes of ecstasy. He had done the job he’d planned to do. Just as his eyes met Jason’s, Jason erupted inside Steve’s mouth and Steve gobbled every drop. He then moved up to Jason’s face, and fed Jason’s neg load back to him via a long kiss. Pausing for a while afterwards, Jason was left lying in the sling. Acclimatising to his new predicament. Slightly panicking but also accepting what had occurred. Steve, or Boss, had tricked him good. But Boss had also opened his hole and mind and body to a new life. When Boss returned to the room, he began to unstrap Jason from the sling. Not before slipping a plug into Jason’s used hole to “allow the gift to do its work” As Jason got out of the sling, he knew that he’d turned a corner. The poz reprogramming began in earnest. He knew that he could quite possibly be poz now, and his cocked twitched at the thought. But also he was fearful. He was a mess of contradictions. He’d arrived to buy some gear and had now been pissed on, pozfucked and now plugged with a toxic load incubating inside him. “How do you feel pigboy?” “I’m horny but also nervous and well, wasn’t expecting this” “Haha, it’s understandable. I’ve seen many lads like you before. Mentally adjusting to their new desires and forthcoming predicament. If you want, I’ll knock £50 off the suit if you feel you want it. I must say it’s a horny, perfect fit on you” “Yeah, that’s cool. I think I might go for it. I mean, I’ve never felt so horny but also so wrong” “Only to be expected, boy. If you want, you can take it off and you can have a shower and flush yourself out if you’re nervous and you can get some pills to try and stop the inevitable, but I don’t think you really want that, do you boy?” “Um, no Boss. I… don’t” “Good boy. The suit is yours if you want it. You can leave here now with it and wank off about how horny and toxic you look. Or, I think I could probably tempt you into keeping it on a little longer and we can work more on your poz recruitment. I think you secretly want to become a pozbrother, don’t you boy?” Jason sensed that this could all be over and done with, but his new desires were beginning to overwhelm him. He walked over to his new Boss, knelt down and placed his cock into his mouth. After some sucking he pulled away and saw his Boss smiling. “Good boy. I knew you’d see sense. Let your Boss welcome you into the brotherhood”

Hi! So recently I've become 18 and was wondering how to start pigging out. I'm still a virgin but I know I'm an absolutely bottom especially around heavier men. Being on this site and going through all the post always makes me to reenact half your guy's stories. But to cut to the chase I've been wondering where to start maybe nothing too rough for a first time but still enough to get hooked up on dick for the rest of my life. All advise I'll take into consideration thanks!!!

I shave on request, usually keep some hair though. Love having my hole stretched and made even sloppier

No suggestions on the first question, as that's out of my wheelhouse. But as for the second: He's expressed that he's not comfortable with what you want him to do. It's (possibly) okay to mention it again, periodically, to see if he's changed his mind, but if he hasn't, after a couple of tries, you need to give that up. He's not a pet to be trained; he's an adult who has the capacity to make his own choices. Frankly, I can't think of something more likely to drive a couple apart than one partner nagging the other to do something he's made clear he doesn't want to do. That's not to say what you want is unreasonable per se; it's just that it's (probably) unreasonable *for him*. Dan Savage refers to this kind of disconnect between one partner's desires and the other partner's limits as "the price of admission". Each of you can set your own price of admission. His may be (at least in part) that you accept he's not going to be a cumdump. Yours might be that he has to agree to be one. But if those are the prices each of you sets, it would be pretty clear neither of you wants to pay the other's price of admission. You said "he is not interested" in this activity. So you have to decide whether you can accept having a primary partner who won't do that (perhaps coupled with having a secondary partner who WILL indulge that interest for you), OR whether you need a different primary partner.

You could be fully clothed and still look like a trashy cumdumpster faggot

@Axel83 thanks for all those pics! If I had to guess you only had MP, not herpes. Most of those lesions look like classic MP lesions. Though they are in a group - which is typical of herpes. So who knows. [And, minus the lesions - nice hole!] And just an update on where things stand with me (Day 11 & 12)… Taking a crap was far less painful yesterday, and almost normal today. I'm still not back to normal down there, but making good progress. You can't really tell I had a sore on my dick anymore. That's pretty much completely healed and normal now. The ones near/on my taint are just slight red bumps. You can tell something happened there, but it doesn't look all that unusual. I got my Tecovirimat Rx last night. You take it twice a day, so I'm 2 doses into it. But I feel like even without it symptoms would have resolved in a few days (around the 2 week mark). So in a few days, once I know for sure my symptoms are gone, I'll contact the clinic that got the meds for me and ask whether I should stop after a week. The meds came in two bottles, so I could give one back, still sealed…

The question really is how easy it is to find sex using an online tool and which one would that be. In reality, tools will help you locate potential sexual partners but if you’re not an interesting person (either physically or personality-wise) no app in the world would help you. Exception made if you have a big dick and are a top. Then you can be ugly as sin and dumb as a doorknob and bottoms will line up.

Bathhouses all the way, especially when I get to play with guys who usually block me on apps. The downside to the bathhouses is it depends on the crowd when you go and you got to pay (membership, room, etc)

I got it, having gotten the vaccine seemingly after contracting it but before having any symptoms. Honestly, it was almost nothing, possibly because the vaccine reduced symptoms. No fever, no flu-like symptoms. Three lesions on my face that could easily pass for bad acne spots, two on my arms and one on my back. That's it. One on my arm was bigger and definitely unusual looking. They all scabbed over in a few days.

Where did you get the statistic that 20% of people in Berlin are "gay males"? Given that male/female ratios in a given geographic area tend to be roughly 50/50, that would mean roughly 2 out of 5 men are gay. Seriously?

Being a pig is something that comes from within. Go to an ABS or a sex club and put yourself out there. If it makes you happy embrace it, own it.

*Authors note: Part 3 is the end of the beginning, when characters decide to face this journey. But they still don't know how many obstacles there will be to achieve poz status! For now, let them believe it's as simple as gifter off meds and have fun, till it takes. --- Part 3 - a conscious decision -Hunter: Ian's smile suddenly disappeared: "What?" he gasped; "are you really..." "Shut up and push back", I commanded. "Show me you're a true chaser!" He obeyed and in a few seconds I was pounding him hard; in that moment I realized how excited we both were, our usual sweet lovemaking had be replaced by wild, animal lust. His spit and my precum were the only lube we got and he did never complain for it. "I want to make you bleed", I said. "My HIV needs an open door to enter your system!" "Yes sir, knock me up! Make me your own slut!" "Fuck yeah! I'm wrecking your hole good!" The dirtier our talk became, the harder I fucked him! I pulled almost all the way out and remained with just my cockhead inside; then, holding his hips, I pushed all the way in again. "Take it all, slut! Give me your neg status!" "It's all yours, Gifter! cum in me please!" Hearing him calling me like that sent me to overdrive and I spanked him hard. "I'm pozzing you up little bitch! Here it comes! Get all my HIV!" That was not the first occasion I bred him, but this time the orgasm was truly intense; just the idea of giving him my virus excited me to another level, even knowing I was currently shooting blanks. "I'm close, sir", he panted squeezing my dick with his ass walls but I held his balls tight: "not now, you've no permission to cum!" I collapsed on him, completely spent, but remained inside him some more time before my member softened and popped out from his wet and sore hole. I pushed my load deeper in his hole with my fingers, then made him suck them: we both noticed some blood in there and he licked my finger like it was a lollipop. "Savor your neg blood, my chaser. This might be one of the last sterile fluids you ever produce." "Thanks Gifter", he whispered lying down next to me. "This has been the best fuck we ever had!" "Oh, really", I agreed fingering his hole and sucking some blood again. . "It was like popping your cherry for the second time! ...Honestly this one was much better!" "Stay with me during the night", he added; "Tomorrow I have a day off work and we can play the same game!" How could I say No? This was a new beginning for us! I perfectly remembered our first date: we met in person after months of chats and calls; he talked the entire evening of how many people were refusing him for his blindness and I felt dirty myself when I guided his hand on my hardening dick for the first time, not to count how I felt when I brought up the HIV matter. We both enjoyed our gentle love making but I spent the following night sleepless, feeling guilty and scared even knowing I could not infect anyone. But the worse thing was I completely fantasized of pozzing him up! So from that moment on, our sex was mainly silent and I always found myself as walking into a minefield when thinking about exploring our inner desires. I stared at him while he was still face down on the bed, apparently lost in thoughts. "Hey, what's up my boy? I didn't want to offend you before", I apologized hugging him. "But poz talk turns me on like crazy." He didn't move, his head flat on the pillow. "I would like you to...", were the only words he said. Here it was, the usual disappointing scene: me introducing a sex related topic, then his silence, and in the end conversation always focusing on somewhere else. No thanks, it couldn't be like that once again! "Come on, tell me! What would you like me to do? Talk during sex?" I asked quietly. "Poz talk? It's not wrong if we both want it, role play harms no one! Don't be afraid, say it all!" "I know it's a mistake", he was trying to hide tears. "And there's no turning back from that path." Drama queen, once again. I understood it was my turn to take the first step, as always! "Admit it, you want me to poz you." "You got it", he finally said softly. "I'm aware it's a permanent condition whatever happens between us, but I want your HIV in me!" Finally he came out! "Your pozzing must be a conscious decision", I told him. "And I have to be sure it's what you really want. I'd never forgive myself if you regret everything when it's too late." "I'm educated, baby. I'm informed enough about PEP, PrEP or whatever but I don't want to stay neg much longer. So, is it true? Are you off meds?" "No, not yet. I have them at home", I replied. "So if you want me to spend the night here, I'll skip tomorrow morning's dose. Not enough to wake our friend HIV up but if you wish we can plan it all starting from today." "Fuck yeah! I am afraid for you, though; stopping your treatments may cause permanent damages to your immune system." "It's a long journey", I reassured him. "And we are not alone. Both my gifter and my poz family would be happy and proud to guide us through the whole process!"

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

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

This is Fiction and should only be taken as that Part 1 At 60 years old the options to play with a twink doesn’t present it’s self very often but when this 23 yr old wanted to play and get twisted, pozzed and abused anally really got my attention. I figured it was only talk and after he got his rocks off he would ghost me. For the time being we could have some fun talking. He sent a couple pics and if those were him he looked a bit older but had a nice cock and ass. The kid was persistent and wanted to meet so I figured maybe a local coffee shop to see if he was as he said. When he walked in he looked younger than he said but was hot looking. I actually wanted to see his driver license to verify his age. I didn’t want to get in trouble talking to a minor. While we talked he was looking around and told me he wanted to go somewhere else since he saw a college friend leaving and he was nervous about this. I agreed and suggested my car around the side. Once there he really let go, he said he read stories and wanted to get drugs up his ass, his ass used and abused for a long time, if the guys were toxic or had anything that would be fine. He said he only had a couple experiences with getting fucked and the last one had a bid cock and split him open and he loved it. I asked him about the Toxic side and he said with all the meds out he looked into it and most can be cured or at least controlled. I told the kid I could get really sadistic and that is ass would not be the same. I only had an average cock but I could find a couple guys to split his hole open after I prepared it. I told him he would be in some pain, probably a little blood and I would get I twisted. He agreed and I said to think it over and let me know. He also mentioned some other really dark fantasies he wanted to try. We will have to see I told him. The following week I was really busy with work and was unable to look at my emails much but when I did he had 2 emails there begging me to get him messed up. I picked up a disposable home and had him call me, we talked for a few minutes and I told him what to do. I told him on Saturday morning get up , eat breakfast and hit the shower and get cleaned out inside as well as outside and call me at 11:00. I really expected him to ack out and not call. He also mentioned some other really dark fantasies he wanted to try. We will have to see I told him.

It sounded like a great 30th birthday present from my partner Bill—a professional massage followed by some hot love making. I was down with that! Bill and I ate an early supper out at our favorite neighborhood dive and I had time for a relaxing shower before the masseuse arrived at 8. I took the liberty of getting clean and ready for some deep dicking by Bill after I was all relaxed from my massage. Jon advertized in the local GLBT rag with at least a few dozen competitors. Bill chose him because he listed his qualifications and training and didn’t feature a scantily dressed photo. I laughed at this and said what if I wanted a DEEP massage and Bill promised he would take care of that afterwards. I’ll admit it—I was horny! Jon showed up on time and set up his table in the back study of our house. Bill said he was going to watch some TV upstairs and he kissed me and told me to enjoy my birthday present. Jon said he could massage me naked or with underwear on—what ever my comfort level was. I hadn’t had a professional massage and told him I wanted the works. He smirked and winked while he said, “but, of course!” As my upper thighs were sore from working out at the gym, I asked if I could start on my back. Certainly he said as he turned on a CD with soft music on his little boom box and adjusted the lights low so I could be totally relaxed. Jon was good! He covered my naughty bits with a towel when he was working elsewhere and he quickly had me relaxed and very pliable. I guess massage can be hard work because I noticed he slipped out of his sweat pants to gym shorts and took off his short sleeve shirt to reveal a wife beater and an amazing chest—heck, the whole package was mighty nice! I tried to not pay attention to him as I turned over to my stomach. He worked my back over very well and I got so relaxed my right arm slide off the table. He changed position and stood on my right side—my arm was lightly in contact with his sizzling body. My head was within the opening in the table so it could remain lined up and not turned one way or the other. All I could see was the floor but my awareness seemed to spike. There was something in that simple connection between his body and my arm and his strong hands kneading me that made me feel very alive. He started working the small of my back and pressed against my arm a little closer. I was aware that my dick was reacting to this and a sigh slipped out. He reached down to grab my hand and place it back on the table. I missed the contact immediately, but his hands started working my ass and that caught my attention. I love my ass massaged by Bill, but Jon was like a bread maker working stiff dough. Whether it was right or not, I spread the legs to give him easier access. I was so in tune with this feeling of bliss. I could hear Jon’s steady breathing over the soft music. My own breathing was deep and I was in heaven. A soft moan slipped out of my mouth as he made me more pliant than I had ever been. He worked one leg and then the other—my ass still exposed and legs spread. When he worked the point where my legs connected with my ass, I could feel precum dripping out of me and I sighed and spread my legs a bit more. Jon’s slick oiled hands worked me like no one had before. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but I was harder than a rock and was started to pant a bit. He poured a bit more oil in his hands and was now working between my cheeks. When his fingers finally strayed against my hole I gasped out loud. Was this a massage or a seduction? I was monogamous with Bill, but I was so fucking turned on and relaxed that I couldn’t make a move to stop whatever Jon wanted. It was pretty obvious that I was enjoying this special attention. My ass clenched and relaxed in time with Jon’s ministrations. Jon said he was getting rather warm and I could hear him pulling off his shirt and perhaps slipping his shorts off. I wasn’t sure. All I knew is that I was so turned on! Jon’s next move surprised me. I felt his 5 o’clock scruff against my right ass cheek. He was just rubbing up and down my cheeks and I instinctively flexed my free hand against him. He was naked! He grabbed my hand and led it to what felt like a log between his legs. I groaned as I squeezed it and he now started licking my crack. I thrust against him and started milking his mighty tool as he started eating my hole. I was now moaning and was disappointed when he broke the connection. That disappointment quickly faded as I felt him climb on the table and he grabbed my ass cheeks hard and started tongue fucking and finger fucking me. My ass was as spread as it could be and I was scooting up a bit with my ass to give him better access. He moved up further and I could feel his dick against my ass. I was a bit nervous now. I hadn’t cheated on Bill before and taking an unknown man’s dick bare was not safe! As he slid his drooling shaft up and down my crack, he reached under and pinched my nipples. I moaned anew and he started nibbling and talking in my ear. He told me that he wanted to give me the ultimate birthday present. I didn’t say a word, just felt him pressing against my slightly open hole. He kept talking and said that Bill thought a deep massage would spice up his and my sex life. I finally told him I didn’t want to get caught and this wasn’t very safe. He laughed and said he wouldn’t fall off the table and hurt himself. He then said he only topped and I had nothing to worry about. He asked if I was poz and I said no pretty sharply. He said “perfect” and started pulling me up into the doggy position. I was shaking my head no even as he was lining up to penetrate me. I moaned no as he started pressing in earnest. It felt SO good to feel that thick head pop through my first ring. He stopped and continued to tweak my nipples and talk dirty to me. He told me he knew I wanted this and he was going to take me and give me what I really needed for my birthday. I groan and pushed back against him—together we worked to achieve total penetration. I liked hearing Jon’s gruff voice as he quietly spoke and got my even more turned on by his dirty talk. He asked me who was bigger—him or Bill. “You are.” I admitted. Who did I want fucking me? “You, Jon” “When we are done, I want you to shower and then fuck Bill with your hot hole—make sure he eats your ass first. I am going to make your hole really slick for Bill to enjoy—that will spice up your sex life and make me really happy that you shared this fuck with your partner.” Jon instructed. “Your ass is going to be so open and slippery from my fuck and my seed deep in you, boy! You want that, don’t you? You want to be a hole for me to breed? A receptacle for sperm? I moaned and admitted that I did. The pounding started going in overdrive! He was quietly cursing and tell me that he was going to own my ass and mark it as his own. I hadn’t read anything about pozzing talk at this point in my life so it was just a super turn on to hear that he wanted me so bad. I didn’t know what I was asking for when he started telling me what he wanted to hear from me. I was so hard as he pounded me that I begged for his seed, for him to breed my ass and make it his. “This is so hot, boy! Your partner paid to have you massaged but you are getting bred as well! 2 for 1, boy! All, right, fag boy, here comes your birthday gift—I am breeding you…now!!!” Jon rammed in as deep as he could and I could feel him jerking and spurting within me. The feeling made me shoot then and there. “Nothing finer than a boy shooting his load when he is finally bred right!” Jon sighed. He stayed in me sliding in and out as he worked his load into my receptive hole. Jon told me to keep his load in my ass so it would feel amazing for Bill later. I complied. Bill and I had great sex that night. He ate my ass and told me how relaxed and silky it was after my massage. I was hard from thinking about what he was doing and whose load he was tasting. Jon was right, Bill liked fucking my hole after Jon had bred it. A few months later I got sicker than a dog. A sense of dread filled me and later I tested poz. I couldn't find Jon's ad anymore and I had no way to contact him. I knew exactly what Jon had meant by his words! I had been bred for my birthday!

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.

https://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/977532 ^^^ This ^^^ is why it's important to refuse your 2nd dose if you've already gotten your first. There's not enough to go around and it won't make any difference to you if you get your 2nd shot next year when they'll get the extra doses.

As a bottom I like to have seed I jetted in me as deep as possible.

It's on Thompson Lane just off US 183 just north of the airport. Right by Callahan's General Store and just past the Landing Strip (titty bar) on the Northbound feeder road.

I am a 100% with you. I was trained by my ex to concentrate totally on the top that was fucking me and was not allowed to touch myself while I was being bred. He even caged me at times, I almost always wore a jockstrap at other times. Often he would get annoyed if I got hard when getting fucked so he would make me cum then he and other guys would fuck me to teach me to concentrate on the top and his needs. I cum very rarely, but sometimes when I have been to a back room or had a number of tops at my apartment or been to a BB party I will wait till I am alone and cum. The breeding has made me so horny I just have to blow. My ex would often invite three or four other tops over to fuck me and he would always make me cum first and use the cum as lube for the first cock.

Last weekend I came to Cincinnati for work. I started hooking up on Grindr as I do every night. After a couple hookups with guys way hotter than I was expecting. I decided to stay in town an extra night and host some group action in my room. I’ve done this a a few times successfully, but usually in Atlanta. This is my first trip to Ohio and I wasn’t expecting to find so much amazing BBC. I basically told every guy that was fun to hookup with that I’d be hosting Friday night. In the end I had a total of 7 men in my hotel room at one time. I just left the door unlocked and the guys had my room number while I lay in bed wearing a leather chest harness and a red jockstrap. I just had my vibrator in use until the first man showed up. He was an older black man with a very strong body, but not defined. Very nice long thick uncut cock. I started by sucking him while laying on my stomach and him playing with the toy in my hole. Right before he climbed on top and replaced the vibrator with his cock two more guys walked in and just had me sucking them off in turn. The first top pounded me until I felt the usual throbbing and my first load of the night. He sat back on the bed and watched the skinnier of the couple take his place while I was getting slapped in the face by the other guys cock. The others started showing up with of the next hour or so. Pretty much all night went the same way I’d be sucking one or two with one in my ass as others who were waiting to go again watched and had a few drinks. Finally toward the end of the night a much younger but really hung and rock hard man took me on top while one of the first guys was under me trying to get his cock in at the same time. I didn’t think it would happen (I’m a slutty bottom, but typically I stay fairly tight) then it really happened. It hurt so fucking bad I screamed with one guys cock in my mouth. The young guy was really slamming it home as the others laughed and cut up around me. I was crying a little bit but really enjoying my first DP experience. Not long after the young hung guy came, pulled out quickly followed by the other one. I laid there for a minute still sucking off one of the guys while weeping a bit. Soon after the guys started to leave and when I was finally alone again I was so sore I just laid there for awhile. First time in years I was too sore to try hooking up again that night. This morning I took my shower and noticed my hole was actually bruised. Still sore so I didn’t go on looking tonight. The young hung guy that started the DP did ask to come back. Obviously I wasn’t going to turn him away. We had a nice and much more chill hookup, he even rimmed my hole for a few minutes before gently pushing himself into my ass. This time he was slow be long strokes in me until he moaned and came deep inside. We just laid there with him groping my chest until he finally kissed me again and just said to hit him up when back in town. Definitely going to remember Cincinnati well 😁. Back to the South tomorrow and my usual Tops.

In this case, they may be just as suceptible as those of us that like to have sex once every couple of hours. At least here there are a lot of them that engage in foreplay for hours on end. I know they won't touch a dick or let anyone touch theirs, but they are engaging in even more and more prolonged skin to skin contact than those of us that do have sex. I've been joking that I now have a health reason to avoid cuddling. Looking at Twitter last night, 3 of local self described "power cuddlers" have managed to catch it.

These are the boots I bought from the sale (one as is, the other after one polish) - they're going to have been hanging from the ceiling for 20+ years...

If you want a vaccine shot and can’t get one and have some money to burn or frequent flyer miles… Go to Canada. Toronto doesn’t require an appointment, ID or a health card - you just get in line and they give you a shot (It’s what I did - I happened to be there). Be prepared to give a Canadian address and phone number - though you could probably give the address of a hotel and a US phone number and they’d be fine. Montréal requires an appointment but I saw something on Twitter saying they will vaccinate tourists. It’s sad that folks in the US have to resort to this. But when it came to COVID the situation was reversed. I know NYC was giving shots to tourists and Canadians were coming here to get them. So it’s not like you have to be ashamed of using their health system when we let them use ours not so long ago. And again - if you’re in the US - please refuse your 2nd shot until all your gay brothers have had a chance to get their 1st shot. You can get your 2nd shot any time in the next 2 years and have the same level of protection.

I work as a Security Officer in a Casino. In the last few days I have seen 6 loads of sperm on the bathroom floor and couldnt stop myself. Got on my knees and licked all the loads off the floor. Dick hard the whole time. I know it is discusting but I just had to do it. I love the taste of sperm and like to not know whos sperm it is. Just some strange man.

Thought I'd put my numbers down, as I was feeling left out! Given: Only 5 with guys, all given anally. With women, I've given over 100. (I don't record where, just that I have with them.) Taken: From Jan 1st to today, it's been 47 loads taken anally, and about 30 over me / mouth. Though hoping to get to saunas again soon-ish to get those numbers up to pre-covid figures!

Part 13 The poppers were getting to my head, making me feel extremely slutty and forget my limits and fears. He was now thrusting my mouth, holding my head so he could look into my eyes while fucking my throat. -“Good boy, take all of my cock! You’ll make a beautiful addition to the family!” Those word resonated like music to my ears and made me go even harder on his dick. In this specific moment, I wanted his poz cum, and all the fears I had felt earlier were gone. -“Yes, boy, get my dick wet, that’s the only lube you’ll get!” Keeping his cock in my mouth, he turned his attention to my ass sliding his hand down my shorts to tease my hole with the tip of his fingers. -“Your hole’s already twitching, isn’t it? Get your ass up there!” he ordered, pointing at the bed. -“I’m gonna get you ready!” I got up and he pulled my shorts all the way down, revealing my white jockstrap. After I got on all four on the bed, he proceeded to eat my ass thoroughly. I felt his tongue going deeper and deeper into my hole which was already wet from excitement and sweat. -“That’s a good little hole, my dick is going to feel very good inside, don’t you think, boy?” -“Yes, Sir! -“Turn around boy, I wanna see your face!” He flipped me more than I turned around onto my back. I was definitely not in control of the situation. He was, and I was loving it. That’s what I had pictured for a conversion if it had to happen. Someone taking full charge of me, leaving me no choice. My mind was too foggy from the excitement and the poppers he was constantly feeding me for me to think about backing out. He was holding my legs up on his shoulders, while rubbing the tip of his dick against my hole. -“Oh boy, I’ve been wanting to do this for so long! All those years of teasing will finally pay off!” His rubbing was getting more intense. -“Look at me in the eyes! I dropped my meds for you, son! I want to be the one giving you the bug!” I was just out of my mind. -“Please, Sir! Give it to me!” -“You want my poz dick inside you, boy?” -“Yes, Sir!” -“I’m gonna be the one converting you!” He gave me another sniff of poppers. I felt his dick slowly sliding into me as he was looking at me in the eyes with a worrying grin on his face and holding my neck with his right hand. -“There we go, boy. There’s no going back now!” I was overjoyed. I finally had his toxic cock deep inside my ass. Unlike previous times, I had consciously made the decision to take it and in this particular instant, I could not have been happier or more excited. No fear, no regret. -“Is that what you wanted, boy? My poz cock planted deep in you?” -“Yes, that’s I want! Please fuck me, Sir!” was all I could answer before he stuck the poppers under my nose again. I was feeling him thrusting in and out. He was making sure to go as deep as possible to make me moan. -“Boy, your hole feels so good, I don’t think I’m gonna last long! I’m gonna cum soon!” I realized he was about to shoot an unmedicated poz load in my bare hole which snapped me back into reality. I was getting cold feet. But before I could do anything about, it, he grabbed my head and said -“Look at me boy, I want to see your eyes when I give you your first toxic load!” The pace of his thrusts picked up -“Take my poz cum, boy!” he screamed while looking me in the eyes. His thrusting stopped, his dick deep in my hole. I could feel his cock throbbing, ensuring every last drop of his charged up load would land inside me. He collapsed onto me, drenched in sweat. I could smell his male scent all over me. I had just taken my first poz load, knowingly. The fear, the conflict rushed back immediately. I was just thinking that I had forgotten to take my PrEp that evening, and that I couldn’t wait for him to leave to go take it. He got up, wiped his sweat off with his tank top, pulled his pants up and headed to the door, not before giving me a kiss -“Thanks, boy! It was great! I’ll see you on Saturday, pick you up here at 8pm!” I got up as soon as I heard the door shut and headed to the bathroom, going straight to my toiletry bag. My bottle of PrEp wasn’t there.

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...

Wow! I love getting bred like that having guys watching.

The gay tops are here. We’re waiting for the bottoms to stop chasing “straight” married guys.

*Authors note 1: Chapter 5 is a bit longer but we preferred to finish introducing poz and virus characters; from now on, the journey will effectively start! *Authors note 2: we recognize this kind of stories may not be appreciated by a high percentage of bz readers but as we prefer more emotional tales than roughly sexual ones, we try to give our contribute in this way. --- Part 5 – Chaser or cheater? -PozCop: When my HIV warns me about something, they’re 100% right. I have avoided many dangerous situations thanks to my virus but in that moment I really didn’t know how to feel about such a revelation. Hunter, my beloved, my first pozzed chaser. A good boy to be proud of and who deserved to take a big step forward in his viral life: I wanted him to be a gifter, hoping he could achieve and overcome my 100% transmission rate. I was sure he had so much potential, and HIV knew it too! So what was wrong? No way to sleep that night despite my evening hard fucking with Ryan, my second chaser. Every time I tried to rest, HIV almost enjoyed waking me up: “Hunter is a scam, not your first success. Remember the dates! When did his fuck flu hit?” It seemed that my virus really enjoyed making a fool of me. “Come on, consider every single clue. Policeman, should I teach you how to investigate? Let’s go, FBI!” That chaser was my pride, my glory, the guy I treated as a biological son: with just one poz load in his hole, it took only a week for Hunter’s conversion fever to show, high and potent as it was. And now HIV tells me it’s a cheat? I was a profiler who arrested the most challenging and terrifying serial killers; understanding people’s behaviour even from their expressions or voice, I should have noticed if Hunter lied or had been converted by another gifter! Actually my load is powerful, my virus is a smart one, so I did not worry when Hunter’s fuck flu came in advance because if my HIV has the ability to talk, they could even convert a human faster than an ordinary infection! Moreover my dear Hunter was a genuine, innocent boy, evil could not have corrupted him anyhow. Next to me in bed, Ryan gave me a tender hug: “Let me take care of you”, he quietly said starting to lick from my shoulder up to my neck; “recharge me, Gifter, you always teach me that a good fuck blasts all worries away. Now it’s time!” “You’ve become such a good boy, Ryan”, I replied hugging him; “but I don’t feel like recharging anyone, our HIV will not authorize me.” “Of course I won’t let you move further”, my virus answered but I was the only one to hear them. “You should hurry up if it’s not already too late! Call him!” I looked at the clock: three in the morning! Contacting Hunter at that time, would not be a good idea at all. Staying in the same position for another thirty minutes, with Ryan who tried in vain to ask for my attentions again made me nervous even more, till I finally got up from the bed and grabbed my phone; Hunter was the first number I had into my contact list and I decided to run the risk. There it was! I heard the familiar tone of an available line, he left his cellular turned on! “Gifter…”, his sleepy voice answered, yawning. “What’s… Up?” “I need you my chaser”, I firmly answered. “Come here, quickly!” “Tomorrow”, he whispered. “I’m at Ian’s place…” “I don’t give a damned shit about where you are. Come, now!”, I almost screamed in impatience. “You must satisfy your gifter’s needs otherwise you know what happens!” I grinned to my other chaser who was still laying in bed then touched his dick locked in a chastity cage, and his collared neck. “Or you want to end up like your younger viral brother?” “Why are you treating me like this! What have I done!” “Don’t force me to punish you. Come, Hunter. Come here immediately. Walk here.” “Walk? But it’s a long way…” I didn’t let him finish talking and abruptly ended the call; I knew the issue, it took five kilometers from Ian’s place to his, and another three to reach my house but also that there were a couple of public toilets with lots of anonymous man sex happening especially during night time, along the street. I had to bring my bug chaser to face temptations and prove he was faithful to my rule: no contacts with people with unknown HIV status or pozzed by strains different than mine! Unless I decided otherwise, for my conversions sex was free just with certified undetectable poz, or negative on daily PrEP regimen. I went back to bed next to Ryan who was almost asleep and gave him a gentle spank: “chaser Ryan, get on all fours”, I said. “Stay there face down ass up, ready for your brother.” “I want you, my gifter! Not him!” I extracted a leash from my drawer and attached it to the collar; “do you want me to tie you to the front door once again? You know I’m not kidding!” I touched his caged dick one more time; yes, I’m very strict towards naughty chasers. “You told me I was going to be unlocked after you succeeded with third conversion, isn’t it?” “It was an assumption”, I told him; “the third has been a memorable event but unfortunately things have dramatically changed because of latest murderer I arrested, so don’t fool yourself: you’ll remain locked until I change my mind. And that could be never.” He complied and exposed his ass out of the bed; I had to admit: that experienced, open hole was always inviting but I had to keep in control respecting my role. “Lick me at least”, he implored pushing back towards me. And my only answer to him was sitting at my desk, concentrating on the wall clock. “Hey silly chaser, don’t even finger yourself”, I ordered; “otherwise I’ll give you the shortest leash I have.” He breathed deep clearly struggling against his lust, while I stayed still, looking at my calendar: Hunter. 24th November load deposit, 1st December fuck flu. Exactly a week later. We planned his pozzing as a Christmas gift and maybe my HIV did their best to satisfy our need, but something began to look suspicious inside my mind: my first born didn’t seem surprised when he started feeling symptoms too early, and worst of all he laughed every time I spoke to HIV. “You’re talking alone”, he always said, making more fun of me when I told him he should be able to interact with the virus too. “Fucking cheating slut”, I exclaimed hitting the desk hard with my fist. “If he’s standing me up, I’ll give him a heavier punishment than yours, Ryan!” “I’m thirsty”, my younger chaser pleaded, “at least bring me some water, please, Gifter!” That’s a good boy: everyone has needs, but in order to satisfy them it’s necessary to be polite! I brought him some water which he drank greedily, then I kissed his ass cheeks. “I know you’re impatient honey, but I want you to be an example for your corrupted brother!” “I know you own me, Gifter”, he smiled. “You rescued me and now I’m blood of your blood!” “Don’t be such a bootlicker”, I told him walking towards the door; “you should know you’ll never get anything when sweet-talking like that.” Finally someone knocked and I opened the door: Hunter stood in front of me, sweaty and out of breath. “Sorry”, he said, “I walked as fast as I could!” His hug was tight as usual but when I felt his scent on me, a sudden memory came out from my mind: his sweaty naked body, in bed next to me, the night he started converting. He was horny as fuck despite his fever, but when I unloaded inside him he called me by another name: Gifter Arty. “You are wrong, I said your name, Adri!” he excused himself, weak as he was. “I am in pain even talking, let me try to rest now.” I shook my head to send that flashback away from my mind and took him to my bedroom where Ryan was still on all fours, on the mattress. “You’re so distant, gifter”, Hunter complained; “I’ve walked the whole night to reach you and now you don’t even kiss me.” “It’s not appropriate”, I answered walking close to Ryan’s ass. “Now strip and sit here, next to your brother.” “I’m afraid he’s going to lock you”, Ryan told Hunter, but I pulled his leash firmly: I hadn’t authorized him to talk at all! My first born was sitting on the bed, looking around. “I really don’t understand what you want from me, am I going to recharge him?” I shook my head again and started fingering Ryan’s ass: one, then two, then three fingers, four… twisting them around; I met no resistance so I continued with that movement some more time, holding the leash with my free hand. “Fuck yeah”, Ryan moaned; “you’re driving me crazy! Fist me sir! Go all the way!” “Chaser Ryan! No! You’re not in the position to ask something”, I yelled at him; “shut the fuck up, otherwise…” I pulled the leash abruptly, so that the leather collar could press on his neck. “Do you understand, Hunter? This collar is the result of cheating on me.” I withdrew my fingers from Ryan’s hole and looked at them: some remaining lube and ass juices, but everything was clear so I positioned them on Hunter’s lips. “Lick me clean, number one”, I ordered him. “Taste number two’s poz DNA. Feel how good this boy is. This is how I want my chasers to be! Clean, clear, and sweet. And pozzed, of course.” He eagerly sucked and licked all my fingers clean without saying a word, then sat on my bed again but I felt from his eyes something was wrong with him; “We have to talk”, I expected that sentence from Hunter but he never pronounced it aloud. “Someone’s conscience is dirty”, I teased him, “let’s verify if it’s the same for their hole!” The two chasers were now lying down, one next to the other, and I pushed a finger inside Hunter’s ass; this time a little resistance occurred, so I went slower. But it took just some seconds for me to withdraw fast, and get a wipe from my nightstand. “More than dirty”, I said completely disgusted. “This guy has been fucked by strangers and worse than that, he did not clean his insides at all.” “But everything was unexpected”, he tried to excuse. “It was Ian who topped me! Gifter, please, don’t…” “Your boyfriend never tops, you always complain about this. Don’t try to make a fool of me, or you know…” Once again I pulled Ryan’s leash and held his chastity cage; “you see what happens to unfaithful chasers? If I ask you to have sex with others, do it; otherwise you must all abstain!” “I beg you, please, Gifter, I did not mean to cheat on you. There is someone who’s blackmailing me and I have to give them my body to pay their silence…” “But he won’t pay mine anyway”, I heard my virus talking again. “This guy needs to be completely washed from his feet to his brain.” I had a malicious grin but looking at my two viral sons, reality suddenly hit me: I had punished the wrong one! “Chasers! I don’t give a damn of your silly explanations”, I said grabbing Ryan and Hunter’s arms; “now both of you go straight to the shower and come out only when you’re completely clean. In and outside. Ryan, I recommend. Teach him good! Understood?” “Yes, Gifter”, Ryan answered, while my first born shook his head again: “But Ian, my boy!” Hunter protested. “I left him alone at his place, he may get scared when he does not find me in bed!” “You’re not even able to keep your lust and personal cleaning under control”, I laughed at him; “how do you expect to look after a bug chaser on your own?” I was still holding his arm tight and he tried in vain to break free, while Ryan walked towards the bathroom; “Follow your brother and learn from him”, I suggested Hunter. “Take a long shower then go home!” “But what about Ian…” He tried to talk again. “He needs an explanation from me!” “I’ll take care of your former boyfriend, don’t worry, dirty blank-shooter. Give me his house’s keys and go clean yourself, Undetectable. Then after you’re done, return to your meds; you’re no longer needed here!”

Part 2: Talking in your sleep -Hunter: Ian sat next to me in the car and before starting it, I gave him his bag; thankfully his phone had stopped talking but I felt uncomfortable; it was time to face reality, in a way or another. 'I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep'. My favourite radio station seemed to read my mind, I loved 80s music and currently playing song was saying those exact words. Weird things were happening to me lately, music interacting with my thoughts and in some circumstances I heard a voice suggesting or reminding me something! Ian said I should go to see a therapist for this, but I have always thought it's only stress and never considered that advice. "These lyrics are appropriate", I joked towards him. "You're an expert in that subject!" "I never talk while sleeping", he remarked. "If someone does that, it's you! Don't make me repeat what you say in bed." Hit and sunk! "You are a pot calling the kettle black!" I exclaimed trying to hide my own embarrassment. "Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself! Just to mention a song; Eric Clapton, to be more specific." My effort to bring conversation back to songs had poorly failed and I could feel his unusual discomfort; music was his favourite subject to talk about, but clearly not in this case. "Hunter, turn music off! We have to talk, isn't it? Come on, don't leave me hanging, you asshole!" "Well my guy, how to say it..." "Tell me with your own words, what's the fucking matter? You found someone else? You're fed up of me? You're... No, Hunter, don't tell me you went off meds!" "Are you kidding? Off meds, who do you think I am?" My boyfriend did no longer talk and I hadn't alternatives except calling things with their own names: "I take care of your privacy and health, but other men from Internet don't give a damn about it. ...And about you." "You are thinking ill of me, there's no one else in my life! You're the only..." "Most clean looking people are the dirtiest inside", I almost laughed. "Don't play your usual drama queen part because I know your secrets thanks to your speaking phone. HIV fetish included! That's the issue, as rude as I said it." Finally I managed to express it, and now that both of us were aware, it was time to see how further things would go. I could see his face turning red and he kept silent till we entered his bedroom with no one of us able to take the first step; we just sat on the bed, with clothes on and his bag next to him. "I hate your silence", he said after a while. "I never understand if you're angry or what." "And I can't take yours any more! Listen, baby", I cleared my throat and touched his knee. "If you trust me as you say, why did you let a fucking machine talk to me in your place? I don't buy the story about your forgotten wallet. You have left that bag and unlocked phone at my house on purpose! Say it!" I caught him red handed, it was obvious but I knew he'd never admit the truth. "Well, given that you deny the evidence, you're getting what you deserve. Show me you're worthy of my virus!" "But you always say you would never do that..." I took my clothes off and guided his hand to my still soft dick. "Tonight you're not allowed to cum, that'll teach you to poz talk with my gifter without letting me join in! Now strip and kneel down, little fucker, get me hard!" He complished, and meanwhile I turned both his phones completely off; he was totally in my control now! I have never been dominant towards this guy but discovering his kinks somehow clicked a switch in me: time was up, our boring sex life had finally come to an end! "Suck me, Ian", I ordered. "Imagine it's my gifter's charged dick you're taking. Show me how hungry for HIV you are!" He assaulted me with his lips, kissing and licking my dick and balls while I took control of his head; "little neg cunt, you long for my HIV don't you?" He sucked till My shaft grew in his mouth, so I teased him again. "Feel the taste, don't waste a drop of viral fluid!" Ian tried to push me out to say something and I just kept his head in place: "my gift must be deserved, don't talk! Go on, harder!" Another couple of minutes letting him enjoy my precum and suddenly I pulled him off; I did not want him to swallow my seed, not yet at least. "Have I done something wrong?" he asked. "Give me your load!" "'Give me', 'I want', these words do no longer exist from now on. Stay were you belong and show respect to your future gifter. Now climb on your bed, on all fours! Understand?" "Yes, sir! Lube is in the drawer as usual!" "I don't need it!" I spoke softly on purpose, not to be heard by him. Face down, ass up, he knew I loved that position and he expected me to rim him, but this time I wanted things to be differentt: I just started to slide up and down on his ass crack, positioning my cockhead at his entrance. "You're just an empty box", I degraded him. "A worthless negative hole with no energy left." "Fuck me now", he begged while I continued to tease his ass. "Gift me, Hunter!" I slowly approached his hole again and he didn't move. "You're just made for dirty chat, Ian! You're too scared to go all the way!" "Breed me, poz me up good", he implored once more. "Change my life forever!" His words hit me, as sharp arrows; it looked like he was freeing a long time caged animal from inside him. "Blah, blah, blah, that's all you can do!" I challenged him. "If you really intend to chase, push this unmedicated fuck tool into you!"

I agree but as a top I love seeing the cum oozing out my bottom boy’s ass running down their legs. So i love planting my seed deep but am always dissapointed not seeing the cum afterwards (unless I haven’t come for a couple of days and my deep load is still finding its way out his ass 🤤)

Damn, season two is really heating up!

As a bottom, I like to get fucked as much as I can then beat off alone when no one else is around recounting and thinking about how hot it was to get loaded three or four times. It's like bringing all the work together in one great orgasm. While a top is using me, I consider it just a pee hole, unless he makes me get off but usually I defer. He's there for a purpose --- to use my hole.

I've only ever been able to cum by jacking off; neither blowjobs nor fucking have given me orgasms. Wish it were different, but there it is. So, yes...jacking off is needed. I also have almost always waited until the top (or I) has/have left and done it alone.