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Went in for a massage as my back was was quite tight. Started the massage like with no inclination of anything extra being offerer. About half way through he places his uncut cock on my hand, and then whispers in my ear, do you bottom? When i said yes, he replied he'd be back as he needs to get a condom. Back in the room, condom on, he starts sliding between my crack and adds more oil, he tries entering but im quite tight so he ends up loosing his hardon. He pulls back and starts fingering my tight hole during which i heard the distinction noise of the condom coming off. He then quickly slides into me raw and starts to fuck me deep. I knew he was in raw but decided to just ask if he has a condom on, he said yes and proceed to fuck me harder. He started to moan and then blew his load in me. He pulls out and and grabs the condom and acts like he was taking it off. Off to the shower and confirmed his load was leaking out my tight hole. Definitely going back for a repeat

Part 6 The next week was rough for me for a couple of reasons. The guys in my dorm definitely heard the guard fucking me. Or more precisely, they’d heard me taking it. Messages started appearing on my door “Fuck me! AH! Fuck me!” And “Give me that big cock!” One day, some of the guys were in the room next to mine and I could hear them fake moaning and yelling “I love that long cock! Let me ride it! Oh! Yeah! That’s so fucking good!” I’d never kept being gay a secret — I was out from the start on campus. But I’d always kept my sex life more private. Now everyone knew I took cock up my ass. That was something I didn’t necessarily want people knowing. On top of their bullshit, I wasn’t feeling well on Monday. I tried to push through it, but ended up leaving class early, despite my best efforts. Fever. Chills. Nausea. I told myself I must have gotten too much sun combined with the hot, muggy weather we’d been having. Certainly didn’t help that the dorms didn’t have A/C, so I couldn’t even get a decent rest. And after a couple days I pushed through it and made it back into class Thursday. Thursday evening it was raining. Campus was not well lit in places making it difficult to go for a good run after dark. I decided to go to the old gym on campus that night to run. There was a decent track on the upper level that overlooked the basketball court. The old gym was a good place to pick up games of basketball, floor hockey, volleyball, and to use the track. It was close to the older dorms where we were being housed this summer. There were a few people shooting hoops, but otherwise the gym was quiet. I had worn my running clothes, so I warmed up watching them play, then started my run on the track. There were a few really cute players, only one who I recognized. That surprised me since the campus isn’t that big, and by the end of the year you’ve seen all the faces. They were around my age. Could be a summer program on campus I hadn’t seen, or maybe some townies coming to play. I put on my headphones and ran for about 45 minutes. Then I needed to pee. I ran down the steps the basement, noting that the basketball court was empty now. The bathrooms are in the far corner of the building, and the hallway was dark except for the red light coming from the EXIT sign. It had the creepy feeling to it. I decided to take one of the headphones out of my ear. At the end of the hallway, around the corner, I could see light coming from the men’s locker room. I stepped inside and up to the urinal. That’s when I heard an odd sound on the other side of the wall. I listened while I was peeing, trying to make out the sound. Finally, when I was done, I went through the half door into the locker area. It was darker here, with just one light in the corner. But the shower room was lit, and that’s where I was hearing the sound. I walked back to the showers, now hearing the water running. The cadence sounded like someone washing themselves, with occasional splashes of water striking the tile floor. I don’t think I’d ever been back in the shower room before – why bother when my own dorm showers are close? I didn’t think anyone used these – maybe faculty or commuter students? I did a casual walk over to the shower side of the locker room, peeking around the corner. The showers were classic for a building this old – a single room set in the back. I didn’t see any partitions or curtains. I’m not sure why, but I decided to go back there. I just felt this tingly sensation across my body that was motivating me. I knew it would look weird if I walked back there fully clothed, so I started stripping down. That was when I noticed a little pile of clothes on the end of a bench. I finished undressing quickly and walked back into the shower area. It was smaller than I expected; eight shower heads in a ten-by-ten space. Very cozy. A guy around my age was standing there. He was a little taller than me, but not by much. An athletic build, but not too muscled – just really nicely defined. He had dark hair and caramel skin tone from head to toe. His long legs looked sculpted, and I couldn’t miss his bubble ass. The poor guy visibly jumped – obviously startled by my walking into the shower. “AHH!” “Sorry,” I apologized. “Didn’t mean to scare you.” “I didn’t hear you! I didn’t know anyone else was down here. There’s a security guard who comes in, but you can always hear his radio and keys.” That should have been a clue to me, but it didn’t register in the moment. I was too focused on his face. A week’s worth of beard growth, trimmed short and neat. He had dark brown eyes and curly hair that was razored short on the sides. He was adorable! “Sorry,” was all I could think to say. I turned on a shower and started wetting myself. The water was cool which felt really good. The air down here felt even muggier than upstairs, and I unexpectedly starting feeling more refreshed. We both showered in awkward silence for a minute, nothing but the sound of splashing water in the room. I looked over tentatively. What was I doing? I’m in the basement of the gym, naked in the shower with someone. Now what am I going to do? This isn’t some porn video where he’s going to drop to his knees and blow me. But I was also totally turned on. His legs made me think of a dancer’s, and was was totally captivated by him. “I’m Justin,” I said awkwardly. “I’m Benicio. Most people call me Ben.” An interesting name. “I don’t recognize you. You live on campus?” “No. My mother’s a professor here. I’m visiting her for part of the summer.” We started chatting about ourselves. He was going into his senior year at a university in the Northeast. His parents were divorced and his father returned overseas a few years ago with his company, so he doesn’t see him often. Benicio, it turns out, was his grandfather’s name; he was half Jewish and half Brazilian. We’d been talking for a short time when it occurred to me that Ben was still here and showering. He’d been showering for at least 5 minutes before I came in. My heart started beating a little faster. “What brought you to campus? I saw some guys shooting hoops upstairs.” He laughed and shook his head. “Not me. Ball isn’t really my thing. I was just walking campus tonight.” That struck me as odd. Why did he need to shower if he was just walking on campus? “Do you come down here much?” He asked. I shook my head. “I’ve never been down here before.” The truth was out of my mouth before I thought about it. How do I explain why I came down here? “Didn’t you say you’re living on campus?” Oh oh. “I am.” I didn’t know what else to say. “And this is better than the dorm showers?” “Not really. Just convenient at the moment.” I also realized in that moment that I didn’t have shampoo or a towel with me. Or even a brush to comb my hair after. Nothing to dry off with when I was done. This was stupidly obvious. What was I doing? We continued to shower, silence just hanging there. I think I was on my third time washing myself head to toe using the dispenser on the wall. Benecio had to have done it at least five times. “I’m surprised you’ve never been down here before,” he said. “Why’s that?” “I dunno. Just convenient, I guess.” Another minute of showering in silence. “What brings you down here?” I asked. “I moved here when I was a senior in high school and my mom started teaching here. They let me take a couple college classes that year, so I would come use the library and stuff. I heard about this place from one of the security guards.” Click! “Blonde? Really tall?” I suggested. “Yeah.You know him?” “I met him in the dorm last weekend.” My heart started racing. There was a game going on here, and we were both fishing for something, but afraid to show our cards. Were we talking about the same guy from security. We must be. There weren’t that many security guards on campus, and most were a lot older; the guy from Sunday was definitely younger than most. “You just got hard,” Benicio said. “What?” He nodded toward my body. “You got hard when I asked about the guard.” I looked down. My cock was standing straight out. There was no way to hide it. I stammered, grasping for something to say, and coming up totally empty. Then I noticed Ben was smiling at me, and one hand slid across his own hardon. “You too,” I said. “Yeah.” Silence took over again. We were both standing in the showers, our cocks rock hard, and clearly not knowing what to do next. All sort of scenarios went through my head. But what if I was reading all the signs wrong? “He bring you down here?” Was all I could come up with to ask. “The first time, I mean.” “The first time. And he’s shown up a few times when I’ve come down here. I thought he might show up tonight; I saw him earlier in one of the jeeps.” He turned and his dick swung side to side a little. Benicio was no longer hiding anything. “Did he fuck you?” I asked a bit sheepishly. The room fell quiet again, except for the sound of water. “Yeah,” Ben answered, looking away as he said it. “What about you?” I nodded. “Yeah he did.” That was the final straw for both of us. Benecio took a step toward me, and I closed the space between us. I ran my hands across his chest, feeling the short hairs prickle against my fingers. He reached down with one hand and squeezed my cock; the other hand ran up and down my abs. We started exploring each other’s body. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He docked the heads of our cocks together; I moaned a little and smiled at him. We’d been avoiding eye contact, but had finally looked up. Benicio had that mix of gentleness in his eyes and a masculine face. Caramel skin with dark hair and a the trim facial hair. I ran a hand under his chin to feel the short hairs. We both leaned in and shared a first kiss. It started slowly with our lips brushing, and then I felt his tongue gently lick my lips. It was hesitant until I responded, tickling his tongue with my own. We pulled each other closer and started making out. [If you’re enjoying this new installment, let me know. Can just click the blue heart or leave a message. I really appreciate all the support for this story!]

Part 61 - Prince Maximilian of Monrovia Sam stood by Prince Alden with Nick behind keeping a close eye on them both. He watched his brother chuckling who still looked like a rabbit in headlights, yet there was part of him that was almost as shocked but still full of pride for him. The whole thing seemed bizarre and funny as he looked at his brother, now a prince and married to a prince. "Dam, so my brother is a prince now!" Sam exclaimed then looked at Alden. "Yes he is" Alden replied and smiled watching them. "For real?" Sam asked, "A royal prince" he asked and Alden nodded, "I ain't bowing to him!". The dowager queen chuckled "Protocol dictates you shall" she said, "So are you my new project?". "Granny!" Alden said glancing at her with a smirk, "Leave my friend alone". "Nonsense. Sam you need proper protocol etiquette training and I shall do that" she replied. "Granny why?" Alden said interjecting again. The dowager queen chuckled "Sam take my arm please" she insisted, "Alden, Sam is family now". Alden looked at Sam then laughed nodding his head, the actual idea of Sam being part of the family had completely escaped him. The Sovereign Guards were lined down the steps either side in a guard of honour with swords held aloft in military slute. Alex and Max walked down the steps as each guard bowed their heads until they reached the horse drawn carriage, lowering their swords they now held them at their side waiting for the rest of the royal family to leave. The carriage footman opened the door "Your royal highnesses" he said bowing to them both. Alex stepped in first then Max who still looked stumped "Does it feel weird?" Alex asked. Max shrugged and smiled at him "I don't know what to make of it yet" he replied. Alex smiled and waved to the crowd "We are equals now" he said turning to look at Max. Liam and Franco took their seats in the carriage and the eight sovereign guards on horse back took up position, the crowd cheered as the carriage started a very slow movement for a circle around the plaza before heading down the boulevard back to the palace. The love and affection emanating from the crowd towards them was overwhelming and didn't stop. Max was struggling to figure a lot of this out, yet with the eight Sovereign Guards riding at their sides in guarding mode he suddenly felt the true sense of his life going forward. It was never going to be the same, he is a prince, he is royalty and he has the person he loves more than ever sitting right by him. Alex waved then looked at Max who was staring at him, in a very uncontrollable wave of love Alex pulled Max to him and kissed him long and hard drowning from the roars of cheering from the crowd. Alex broke from the kiss "Bales, once more around the plaza" he instructed the head coachman. "Yes your highness" Bales replied signifying with his hand they were going around again. The crowd erupted again in an even louder cheer realising the carriage was going round again, this caused a hold up on the cathedral steps with the royal and Max's family from getting in to their cars. They didn't mind and watched seeing how the crowd were loving the royal spectacle of the two princes. Finally the carriage made the left turn off the plaza and on to the boulevard heading back towards to the palace, and the fleet of cars and minibuses pulled up to the cathedral steps. Josh walked out in to the fresh warm air with Marty holding hands "Well glad that is over" he said. Marty looked at him "Really?". "All those interviews I had to do talking about the dresses for the royal family" Josh said smiling. Marty chuckled "Almost as famous as Max now" he said squeezing his hand. Josh laughed "Prince Maximilian if you don't mind" he said giggling and giving him a cheeky kiss. Tom walked up behind them "You two next" he said grinning with Artem arriving at his side. Marty turned around and noticed Artem "You dating Franco or what?" he asked straight out. Artem smiled "Maybe" he said then looked at Josh, "Tom is right about you two" he said. Josh chuckled "Suppose so. But you are pretty fit Artem. I would do you in an instant" he said. Tom laughed as Gareth stood now arrived "What are you laughing at?" Gareth asked. Tom grinned "Hello boyfriend" he replied looking all weird, "That feels strange saying that". Gareth smiled "Sweet little thing aren't you" he said, "Cocky and self assured though". Tom shrugged looking at him "Little! Shut up and get in the bus" he said to Gareth smiling. In the household lounge the senior footman followed the instructions Jackson left him and updated the protocol board that was in force with immediate effect. The two changes were reeled off to the heads of department to instruct all their teams. The senior footman walked over to the board and under the picture of Max he changed the Protocol Address Initial from Sir to Your Royal Highness, Secondary was changed from Sir to Your Highness. Protocol Formality Initial was changed from Head bow/nod to Full bow/curtsy, Secondary changed from Head bow/nod to acknowledge to Full bow/curtsy. The addition of Franco as his protection officer and Tom and Mateo as Valet to both princes along with Artem in his new role of Private Secretary to them both with Mateo as Assistant. The carriage slowed until it came to a full stop under the sunshine of the Monrovian sky. Liam and Franco stepped down and helped each prince down. Walking up the steps to the large doors of the palaces main entrance the sovereign guards bowing and the footmen inside opened the doors. Inside the household staff stood in a line applauding and bowing as they walked along the large entrance hall and into the long gallery leading to the residence doors at the far end, there they proceed towards the formal lounge and await the arrival of the rest of the family, importantly a few minutes peace and quiet. The footman entered the lounge bringing them both some chilled water. "Is there anything else I can get your highnesses?" he asked. Alex shook his head "No that is all, thank you" he replied, "Walk away" he added softly. The footman bowed and left the room "How are you, I know that was a little unexpected?" Alex asked. "Did you know?" Max replied looking at Alex who shook his head, "He made me a prince" he said. Alex leaned over and kissed him "It only means people now have to bow properly" he informed Max. Max leaned back on the sofa sighing "And call me a highness" he added then burst out laughing. The doors to the lounge opened and the king and queen entered having been in the first car. They both stood and Alex kissed his father on each cheek then bowed his head and did the same to his mother. Max unsure what he was suppose to do now until the king informed him that as a prince the protocol was to kiss on each cheek then bow your head. He did exactly that and noticed Alex was now in conversation with his father. The queen took Max's arm "Let's walk outside for a moment" she said guiding him outside. Max fingered the collar of his tunic "My god these are uncomfortable" he said. The queen smiled "Alden always complains about them" she replied, "You will get use to it". "I didn't quite expect to exit as a prince" Max now said still bewildered by the whole thing. "You are lucky Max" the queen said, "I had no choice and knew what I was marrying into". Max looked at her "Marrying the crown prince you get the title by default" she said. "I suppose you had time to figure it out a bit" Max said as they sat on a bench. The queen nodded "Even before we married I was trained hard and solidly for months" she added. "To be the perfect princess and queen in waiting" Max guess and she nodded. "It will fit in to place soon enough Max and you will feel normal eventually" the queen told him. "Normal!" Max exclaimed laughing then going quiet, "I still feel like an outsider" he remarked. The queen chuckled "I am still an outsider Max, in fact every one is except one person". Max looked at her all confused "What do you mean?" he asked. "There is only one person who matters, the monarch. He is the only one on the inside" she explained. "But you are a queen" Max replied sounding more unsure now. "By title Max" the queen said, "The king is the only one who matters, we are all outsiders". "Even Alex and Alden?" Max asked staring at Alex and the king through the windows. "Yes" she replied, "Even the dowager is still an outsider in those terms". Max nodded "Ultimately the king is the one who dictates and decides, with my help" she added. "I never looked at it like that, you hear royalty and assume it is all fluffy and nice" Max said. The queen smiled and stood "That is the beauty of royalty Max. Making it look good". Max smiled "But you make a really good job of being queen" he told her. The queen laughed "Suppose so. But never forget you are always one step behind, even with Alex". "I know" Max replied, "Blood line and all that" he said waving his hand casually in the air. "Exactly, blood royals are always first, us mere mortals go last" she said laughing. Max stood holding his arm out "You are going to fit in perfectly" she said smiling and taking it. By the time they walked back in to the lounge the rest of their families had arrived back and were enjoying a quick refreshing drink before they needed to be in the state banquet hall for the wedding breakfast. It was like his parents had been briefed on the protocol as they both came over to congratulate Alex and Max, kissing them both of each cheek then his father bowed his head and his mother performed her bob. A moment that was incredibly weird for Max seeing his parents bowing and curtseying to him before starting casual conversation. Max excused himself quickly to use the bathroom across the hallway from the formal lounge. Catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror almost brought a tear to his eye seeing all the formal decorations on his tunic properly for the first time. Composing himself he walked across to the doors where the two footmen bowed 'Your Royal Highness' they both said opening the doors for him. A tingle ran up his spine being addressed this way, the head bow was more pronounced and the words he heard were purposely directed at him this time being alone as he entered the formal lounge. First on the agenda before the banquet was the formal wedding photographs in the throne room and a chance to get a photo with both families. With the first of the banquets over Alex and Max mingled with the guests as the numbers slowly dwindled down until only a few non royal guests remained. Liam and Franco never far behind kept a close watch on their princes. At least they had a few hours before the evening reception would take place and also allowed them a chance to enjoy themselves as it was casual. It was the reception for the household staff to celebrate the union along with all the guests in the palace. Despite the so called casualness the Monrovian royal family would still attend in non-state dress. This meant blue tunics for Alex and Max and yet more photo calls before hand. Artem though still had a pile of work to get through and caught Alex and Max asking them for an hour of their time to finalise some arrangements for the next two months. Artem was actually surprised that Alex didn't kick off and was grateful for the little distraction and do something normal for a change. It didn't take long to get through the diary and Max found that he was attending almost half of Alex's engagements. "So how does it feel Max?" Artem asked looking up from the diary he was writing in. "I expect you mean about being a prince?" Max asked and Artem nodded, "I am still Max" he replied. Artem smiled "It was a lovely ceremony and reception" he said then scribbled more notes. "Are we done yet?" Alex asked interrupting them, "Only I am getting bored and fancy a walk". "Couple more engagements" Artem advised him as Franco appeared at the door. Max turned his head "What's up Franco, do we have to be somewhere?" he asked looking confused. "Who said I was here for you!" Franco remarked and Alex looked over at Artem. Franco chuckled "I have come to take Artem for a drink in the household lounge". "I am busy" Artem replied blushing slightly. "We can finish this off tomorrow" Alex said standing and Artem knew the meeting was over. Artem stood and bowed "Your highnesses" he said then looked at Franco who leaned against the wall. "Don't keep me waiting Artem!" Franco demanded, "I haven't got all day" he said smirking. "What is is with every one being so demanding!" Artem complained as he walked over to Franco. Alex scoffed "You are just as bad Artem!" he remarked then laughed dragging Max out of the office. Franco smiled "Want a kiss?" he asked, "If I am not too demanding" he added with a grin. Artem walked up to Franco and kissed him softly "Are we going then?" he asked, "I need a coffee". Alex and Max both looked at each other and smiled heading back to their bedroom to shower and change in to the blue tunics for this evening. Whilst waiting they watched the recap of the wedding on the TV. It had certainly appeared to have been well received and the crowds were still partying along the boulevard and plaza, a large crowd had now descended by the palace gates enjoying their picnics on the large park area outside to feel more apart of this historical day that had put Monrovia in the spotlight. The evening events started and the fanfare blasted out in the state banquet hall announcing the arrival of the monarch and royal family. In an unusual precedence Alex and Max were last to enter the banquet hall, stopping to greet each member of the household personally before the sumptuous buffet then the band playing allowing for a more traditional type of wedding. A special cherry and almond stollen wedding cake had been along with the Monrovian traditional wedding cake made by the palaces executive chef. By late evening Franco was having to prop Sam and Alden up whilst Nick just watched laughing, every one had indeed let their hair down to enjoy the relaxed evening. Shortly after midnight things began to wind down as people made their way back to their hotels or rooms in the palace. The quietness prevailed around the Regency suite, the pad was quiet since Alex and Max had literally collapsed on the bed half dressed, collapsed and exhausted they just wanted to sleep. Artem closed the door to the lounge of the pad and walked down the corridor to his apartment just as Franco appeared standing at the door to his. He stepped out in front of Artem and held his hand out giggling as Artem did a quick look around, still he acted like he was scared to be caught in the act. Without a word between them, Artem took Franco's hand and allowed himself to be guided in to inside where Franco closed the door. Still holding hands Artem was guided to the bedroom off the intimate lounge where Franco finally let go and closed the door. He turned to Face Artem who looked back at him nervously, taking a few steps towards Artem he stopped then leaned forward allowing his lips to brush against Artem's several times. Each moment that went by Artem felt the temperature in his body rising, their lips danced together in a ritual of teasing and testing each other until he finally locked them against Franco's and kissed him deeply. Franco ran his hand through Artem's hair then holding the back of his neck he began to return to the kiss pushing Artem's tongue back in to his mouth and taking control. Franco chuckled as Artem had began undressing him without realising he was doing it. Artem stopped and apologised but Franco grabbed his hands to placed them back to where Artem had got to, softly telling him to finish what he had started. The ever so serious Artem was showing his sensual side now as he slowly kissed Franco whilst his fingers moved freeing Franco of his clothes and decency standing there almost naked. Franco pulled Artem forward wrapping his arms around his back and kissing him with heated passion, his hands slipped down grabbing hold of Artem's arse. He raised himself up on tip toes feeling the hands deliberately squeezing and rubbing his arse cheeks, slowly they worked around undoing his button and zipper. Artem felt the cool air meeting his legs as his trousers dropped to his ankles. There was less patience with Franco who moved quickly getting him undressed, his hands once again moved around and lower, this time slipping inside his underwear and touching the bare skin of his arse. Artem moaned and heaved softly pushing his body up closer against him, the hardness of his erection was easy to feel. Distinctly he rubbed his cock against Franco's and found himself being eased backwards until he was laying on the bed. His eyes taking in the sight of Franco's body looming above him in the subtle glow of the bedroom lighting. Finally Artem knew without a shadow of doubt that admiring the male body was doing crazy things to him internally. His hands faltered at first but eventually he found the courage to tease Franco's underwear down, his fingers brushed against his cock that sprang from its release with an urgent desperation. He looked up and their eyes met, the signs of any reluctance had vanished from Artem's eyes. Carefully he climbed on the bed gulping as he tried to stem his own nerves and eventually laying next to Artem, his fingers softly touching all over Artem until they moved together and kissed. Small desperate please emitting from Artem as he felt his head being pushed down slightly, taking the hint he began kissing Franco's body that responded to every contact his lips made. Gently his head was pushed down further, he half expected Artem to resist initially. Artem just looked up at him and kissed his abdomen, his hand guiding him lower until he began kissing the hard shaft of his cock. Artem worried he wouldn't know what to do let his instinct take over, tenderly he kissed adding a frequent lick of his tongue. Above him on the bed Franco let out soft moans as his fingers played with Artem's hair, no longer did he push, he simply let Artem enjoy himself. Artem progressed and trying not to be eager which was hard, he was finding it more and more intoxicating. Part of him was urging Franco to guide him purposefully and dictate what he wanted, 'I won't last' Franco muttered in between short gasps 'take it' he whispered urging Artem on. The slimly trickle of precum leaving a smear across his stomach and Artem caught a taste of it. As weird as it tasted to him, it sent his senses into overload and strangely he knew what to do, his tongue circled around the tip of his foreskin just covering the head of Franco's cock, his lips moved around the head pushing the foreskin back and getting his first real taste of Franco. Instantly his own cock hardened fully like it was going to orgasm right now. His mouth felt the hefty and thick cock in his mouth. He felt Franco's hand beginning to guide him and he slowly worked his cock with tiny amounts of pressure. It was just enough to tease and cause Franco to push his hips up several times whispering Artem's name between his gasps and moans. Feeling a sense of accomplishment Artem sunk his mouth lower taking more cock in his mouth until the sheer hardness met the back of his throat causing him to splutter and cough. Franco gasped and pushed his hips up again rapidly 'fuck' he cried releasing his load in quick jerks filling Artem's mouth. Instantly Artem pulled his head back, his mouth open drippling cum back on to Franco, his cock still firing ribbons of his seed in to the air. A wave of sickness taking over him as he could feel and taste the remnants of Franco's cum in his mouth. Through this he watched Franco through his orgasm, his hand slipped down to his cock grabbing hold of it as it began pulsing. The sight of Franco causing Artem to shoot his load over Franco's cock and stomach. The feelings in his body almost bringing him to tears as he looked down at Franco, in his head there was no question he loved this man unconditionally. It took a moment for Artem to realise that Franco was looking up at him smiling with this hands clasped behind his head, wondering what Artem was thinking with is weird expression. Artem made eye contact with Franco coming back down from a lovers high, he smiled running his fingers along Franco's body then laid down next to him. Their eyes said it all and Franco pulled Artem over until he was laying on to of him, his arms holding him close. The squelching of the cum rubbing against both of their bodies caused Artem laugh somewhere between fun and disgust. In this one quick fifteen minutes a lot of questions were answered, was it any different being with a man and the answer was in their arms. With a sense of happiness sleep came to them both quickly. The final day of official celebrations came around and Max now stood in the throne room with his royal family. Adorned in his official black tunic and decorations as Prince Maximilian of Monrovia, unknown to him was the final part of his induction as a full royal. The throne room laid out with seating for the short ceremony then a photo call and finally the last full state banquet marking the end of the celebrations. By now Max had learnt to go with the flow when he saw the archbishop arriving dressed in his religious robes, the royal family of Monrovia wearing full royal attire including crowns and tiaras. Guided to take the lower step on the throne podium the footman began announcing each royal guest, they came up to the podium acknowledging the king and queen then addressing Max as his royal highness and bowing or curtsying before taking their seats. His feet beginning to ache as royal after royal was presented then the full entourage of Monrovian ambassadors from around the world then lastly the government officials. Max watched as his parents and brother were now inducted and given titles of Count and Countess of Valeoir. Sam was afforded the title Viscount Westwood-Lymm, Private Secretary to the Crown Prince. The archbishop now walked over to Max "Royal Majesties and highnesses, dignitaries and guests please stand for the crowning of his His Royal Highness Prince Maximilian" he announced as the entire room stood. The king walked over with a large box and opened it for the archbishop, carefully he took out the gold crown adorned with the Monrovian shield, royal insignia with a purple cap on the inside, the crown inlaid with jewels of diamonds and the brightest blue sapphires. Max almost giggled catching the queen's eye who winked, he remembered their conversation about preferring sapphires as gem stones. The archbishop held the crown above Max's head "By the crowning of Prince Maximilian of Monrovia thou shalt be duty bound to serve as a subject to the Sovereign and crown and retain the dignity royal afforded to you on this day". He lowered the crown on to Max's head as the crowd now chanted "God save the king" three times then applauded. His final act was now complete. Max was now a crowned royal and he stepped back next to Alex as the Monrovian national anthem was played bringing the ceremony to a conclusion. "You look like a royal knob head with that crown on" Alex said discreetly to Max. Max smirked holding his giggle "You are fine one to talk" he remarked, "Are you happy?" he asked. Alex nodded "Very. Being the spare is turning out to be alright" he said. Max smiled and gave Alex a cheeky kiss in front of all the guests who cooed seeing them in that moment. The king smiled and glanced over to Liam nodding his head in appreciation at a job well done at looking after his son Prince Alexander.

Here’s another. The Right Here, Right Now guy. Only ever has time to fuck when it’s right that instant and he never has more than an hour from the time you make contact. He is always hosting, and can usually host only right then and there because he lives with a roommate or family. Or because his life is always on the go. He expects that you will be there in 10 minutes, even though you live 20 minutes away and need a few minutes to get ready. He definitely can’t meet later and can never plan out a day or time in advance. The fact that you are physically unable to just *poof* magically appear in his home at that very moment is inconvenient for him. The world is expected to run on his schedule, because no one else has a life but him. Did I miss anything?

My hot young boyfriend moved in with me two weeks ago. He has been fucking me everyday - sometimes 2 or 3 times a day. He usually blows two loads in me each time we fuck. I am a very happy camper. Friday night we had gotten a little high and retired to the bedroom. He had me on my back and was throwing one of the best fucks I have ever had into me. I was watching his face as he started reaching the point of no return when he suddenly made a horrified and disgusted face and cried out. "Shadow (our dog) just licked my butthole." We both collapsed into laughter. A few minutes later with the dogs out of the bedroom, we got back to business, and he blew a huge load in me. 😉

nice wrecked mancunt here but need a skilled coach/trainer to get me to the level of prolapsed ruin I strive for. Nothing hotter to this highly promiscuous cock and fist pig than seeing a guy so sexually used, his rectum falls over a foot out of him, exposing even more pleasure stimulation area for guys to play with.

i am well on my way to that stage of ruin and I love feeling my hole lose an hanging open. I am used to the point now that my asshole is a gash rather than a little round hole at rest and it has started to prolapse from all the constant use from fists and bigger than human toys. When I am at a sex resort I get so used I have to sleep on a towel from all the cum and lube leaking out of my sloppy hole while i sleep. Only to wake up, stumble out of my room and into a sling for more use to start my day of sexual pleasure. My goals are two hands to the mid forearm (can go to wrist now), and one arm to the shoulder (can get almost to the elbow on smaller guys), and foot long prolapse (only falls out a couple inches now). I love seeing guys gathered around watching me like a some sexual version of a circus side show freak, getting themselves off watching me take size and use most guys can't begin to.

I've noticed lately, I've just been less and less inclined toward being an anonymous cumdump at bookstores/parks/etc. Maybe some of it is due to the sudden influx of monkeypox, but even before then.. after 2 years of everything being basically shut down, I just don't really care to have randos pumping their hot seed into my willing hole. Which isn't to say I've lost interest in sex, I just.. only want to have it with the handful of people I feel close to. Maybe I've just moved along the spectrum from cumslut to demisexual? I dunno. It's weird. I still get the urge to hit up a cruising spot, but after a few minutes, I just decide "Meh, I'll just rub one out." I dunno what to make of it. Is it "maturing"? Is it just the natural, changing flow of life? Maybe it's a pendulum and will swing back into "Yes, random strangers, please breed me one after another all day long" eventually. I'm not even sure I'm asking for advice, I just felt the need to kinda put it out there (like I used to put my ass out there! *rimshot*)

(Fill in what makes you cum harder than anything. Favorite kink? Fetish? Fantasy? Desire?) There is nothing better than... Seeing him pull his cock out of a freshly bred fuck hole and his cock is glistening wet from all the cum and anal juices. There is nothing better than... Seeing said cock still dripping a bit of sperm from his piss hole, while looking at what hes done to his partner's mancunt, which is winking at him, oozing sperm, dribbling down onto his balls and onto the bed sheets. There is nothing better than... Watching a man give into his sexually deviant side and use his asshole as a pussy to fuck and milk cocks.. watching a man go crazy with cock and cum lust and let a row of men use his hole for their pleasure. Allowing them to dump their load deep inside his guts, draining their balls... its so hot to see a man fully primal for cock. There is nothing better than... A beautifully fucked inside out asshole. A gape is incredibly hot and sexy, BUT to be fucked so good, long and hard that it turns his anus inside out, well...IMO, there are few things in this world that can rival the feeling i get to lick suck and fuck a beautiful rose bud/prolapse dripping with a mans cum. Its soooo hot to see a big prolapse unravel from his ass and his partner sticks his dick in, and that beautiful piece of meat just milks that cock for sperm. It must feel so fucking good to fuck a prolapse. And lastly, There is nothing better than seeing a bottom on all 4s, ass up high and open, getting fucked nice, watching his cock swinging and slapping, half hard, to hear his moans like a woman, and then without using his hands, to see his cock blasting rope after rope of sperm while he moans in pleasure from getting fucked hard by his partner. Something about a half soft/hard cock swinging around and leaking cum without touching... i want sooo badly to be underneath catching all his hot jizz in my mouth. Then the top can pull his dick out and stick it down my throat all the way while he coats my throat with a thick hot load. YOUR TURN!

@Monorchid, I completely understand your point of view, and I personally agree with your assessment of the drawbacks of the existing system. I think part of the problem is that the underlying software is fairly old and the size and complexity of the site are pushing its flexibility pretty hard. Also, BZ is built and maintained by a very small number of people. Both of those factors limit the possibilities as to how a goal can be accomplished. All that said, the number of words that trigger the automatic editors and filters is actually very small (single digits, I believe), and they're specific to subjects that are actually illegal (here in the States), with the intention that it never go live on the site at all. This avoids the temporary violation of the law that would otherwise occur between the time something is posted and the time it's reported and moderated. So, if you have a few words that you feel you really need to use for a story other other post, it's fine to message a moderator and see if we think they'd be a problem. Alternatively, you can post the story with the words in it, and if the filters change it on you, come up with a different way to express it and edit accordingly (or if the time window has ended, have a moderator do that). I do understand the failing of the latter approach as far as time invested if the vocabulary in question is crucial to the effect that you, as the author, are creating.

Sounds like the future lives of Max's family lie in Monrovia. Sam as Private Secretary to Alden and given the title of Viscount and his parents having titles bestowed on them too. Almost everyone has been paired up but I'm wondering what lies in store for Liam? Will it be Polly or will he be swept off his feet by someone waiting in the wings? It may not be something that is resolved before the end of this tale... Perhaps when the Royal Princes head off on their honeymoon he 'll encounter his love... guess we'll have to wait and see...

Some stats from South Florida, and maybe a nod to the value of the vaccine. For simplicity sake, I will just refer to Ft Lauderdale ( for all of Broward County FL) and Miami ( for all of Dade County FL) Before the vaccine was available down here, on 9 July , the Ft Lauderdale case numbers were 53, Miami 15. The next week Ft Laud jumped to 110, Miami went to 26, or, both just about doubled. At this point Ft Lauderdale area got doses of the vaccine and administered them at the Pride Center, Miami was still getting organized. The next weekly totals showed Ft Lauderdale at 156 cases, Miami had crept up to 54. By now, Ft Laud area health dept had scrambled and had vaccine clinics at 2 locations in the gay area of Wilton Manors and the men were getting their 1st shots. Soon after, the doubling decreased for Ft Lauderdale, but Miami continued. Now, as of 6 Aug, Miami has more cases reported compared to Ft Lauderdale - Miami has 346 to Ft Lauderdales 319 . How much can be directly tied to getting the monkey pox vaccine into arms, or how much might be awareness and changing "certain" habits and activities is the stuff for medical researchers and government grants at a later date. But since the 2 cities are only 25 miles apart and one is experiencing slower than before case count jumps- and launched a much more robust response to the virus, while the other area is doubling still and was slower to react says a lot to the value and effectiveness of the shot.

I completely agree with you. There truly is nothing more sensual and devious then a highly used and abused and cunt. Fucked and used so much that is literally turned inside out. I am awaiting the day I can set something up to meet and play with some guys prolapsed loose sloppy asshole. I want to have him pushes Rosebud out and let me slip my cock inside and just let him milk my dick with his prolapse then I'm going to fill in with all the sperm I can shoot and then have him squat over me and push his loose asshole right into my mouth and let me lick suck drink and swallow all the oozing come and ass juice I can handle. If you want to work on getting your cunt to Bud more I might suggest getting an anal pump and night pump your asshole out a little more every time. You wouldn't happen to be around the New York area would you?

Speaking as a hypsexual hyper-promiscuous thick cocked bottom: There is nothing better than.... seeing a fellow bottom being passed round by a group of guys taking cock in his ass and mouth like a good piece of male sexual livestock til he is left gaping and leaking cum and lube. (love use like this myself) There is nothing better than... seeing fellow bottoms so loose and used they can take arm fucking to the elbow (or beyond) like it's a six inch cock. And after the use their hole just hangs open (i can hang open and can take it like that to mid forearm but want more) There is nothing better than... seeing a fellow loose bottom taking toys with poppered up ease that would make a mare blush with envy (i am there for most of those but still have some to conquer) There is nothing better than... fellow bottoms so ruined on sodomy their rectums falls out of their assholes showing their dedication to the deep Pleasures of male sodomy (i bloom a huge rose and prolapse a couple inches, but need a guide to teach me how to wreck it so i fall out a foot or more)

At ninety she might have a tremor in her hands, which may aid her in following the correct scarification procedure.🤪

They all should be like that!

I love prolapse and have been pumping out my rectum for years. It’s been slow progress, but it is coming. I can’t wait for a full blown prolapse.

Once he’d gone I checked the messages on my app. There was one from a fit scally lad in trackies. He sent a picture showing him with one hand lifting his top to reveal his perfect six pack and another with his hand down his trackies playing with his cock. I messages saying “please use me sir, I need a real man like you!”. He replied saying “too right I’m a real man, which means I don’t use condoms – but you need me so you’ll take it right?”. I replied “too right I will and gave him the address”. 10 mins later he walked in and I kissed the bulge through his trackies. He pulled me up and kissed me passionately then told me to bend over, pulled the trackies down and plunged his cock straight into me cum lubed hole deep. I gasped because he’s so big and he laughed and said “yeh, this is for me – take my dick”. He stopped pumping and handed me my poppers with his cock still balls deep in me and I took a deep couple of sniffs. Then he started pumping hard again and this time I relaxed into it and begged him for his manly cum and his DNA inside me. I pleaded “please sir, will you cum in me?” He growled and said “course I will, I’m a real man, here it comes bottom boi”. Then he slammed his dick in hard and I could feel it swell then spurt. The feeling of such an alpha blasting his load in me made me cum too. He said “good boy”. After firing more ropes of cum into me he pulled his trackies up and headed for the door. I whimpered “sir, are you…. poz?”. He laughed and said “don’t know, don’t care – raw is law – I’m a scally bareback king – you guys take me whatever – enjoy my cum and relax”. And that is what I did. I put a butt plug in to make sure this most manly of loads stayed inside me.

Dr Mike – biohazard and healer – Part 1 – The First Office Visit *All of the other stories I have posted have been real life hook ups and connections. This story’s premise is based on real life, but it becomes fiction once I go to Dr Mike’s office as I never did get up the nerve to go.* It was my second summer living in DC and I had been poz for about a year. One of my bareback fuck buddies at the time was a guy who worked for a local non-profit group. Where I was fairly conservative in appearance, Nathan had a nose ring, tats, and sometimes a mowhawk when his head was not shaved, so we always made an unlikely looking pair when we went out. He had a nice dick and loved using his own spit or poz cum for lube when he fucked me and I took his cum every chance I could get. He was the first guy I met who was so open about his status and also got off on it and loved telling me how he was giving me his poz cum when he fucked me as he did not take any meds at all and even resisted getting treated for STDs as long as he could when he had had them. Nathan said he did not take meds because they were more toxic then the bug and he believed in alternative stuff, plus he wanted to make sure that every negative ass he fucked raw when they asked him to pull out would become infected as that turned him the fuck on. One of his tats around his belly button was a biohazard sign. This was 15 years ago so was a pretty out there thing at the time to be proudly displaying your HIV status and that you were a breeder on a mission. When we went to the leather bar or the park there was always one or two guys who knew what it meant, and then would look at me with a wink knowing I was getting his toxic loads. One day I met him at his office to grab a drink and started to rub his dick in the elevator. Nathan laughed and said, “I just cummed a short while ago, so am not really up for a quick one”. I asked, “Who did you fuck?”(we were not exclusive so just curious – voyeur in me). He said, “No one, my doctor sucked him off.” I was like what the fuck? OK, I needed to hear this story over drinks. There were a couple private practice doctors in town then that all of the guys who were poz seemed to go. Nathan went to one of them and told me this doctor – Doctor Mike - was a fucking freak and liked to suck him off every time he went to see him and the doctor did not care what was up, how sick he was, what he had or anything. The doctor had sucked him when he had gonorrhea and other stuff and even drank his piss once in his office. This doctor did not lecture about STDs or safe sex and would just hook him up with whatever antibiotics he needed. I couldn’t believe it, but asked if my friend fucked him too. Nathan told me no, the doctor was a top, but he had heard he fucked all his bottom patients that would let him and he only fucked raw, and that he supposedly had a really big dick. Nathan said he knew a couple bottoms who swore they got syphilis, gonorrhea and some other stuff from him too, and there was a rumor about a couple bottoms who had gone to him to be tested for HIV who were negative until after he fucked them. At this point Nathan laughed, gave me an evil smile, and said the doctor was just like him, a living biohazard, as were most of his patients as the waiting room was nothing but a pick up spot for raw fuckers who just swapped back and forth all the dirty seed they had. I did not have health insurance right then, so was going to a local clinic. Every visit seemed to be nothing but a lecture on safe sex, and god forbid if I asked to be tested to an STD. One time a staffer asked me if I had been fucked with a rubber, I said no and it was like I had killed a baby seal. So, I kept thinking about that doctor my friend told me about and told myself I was interested because he sounded cool, non-judgemental, and provided good care. But I was kidding myself, I had jerked off enough times fantasizing about him to know it was really because he was dangerous and I wanted to see if the rumors were true. A few months later I got a new job and 30 days after that my health insurance kicked in. I decided it was time to leave the clinic and find a primary care physician. I ended up going to a doctor who was considered ‘the best in town on HIV’, he had been on national TV, was handsome and part of a power-gay couple, well known in the community, and all that. But going to his office was like going to the prom. It was full of the young and ‘pretty A-list’ crowd, his staff was condescending and rude, there was a snack and soft drink bar, the office was decorated with fine art, and the doctor always seemed like he had more important things to be doing then being with a patient - me. I said fuck it, time to check out the nasty doctor, so I called Dr. Mike’s office and made an appointment for a late afternoon at the end of week. I must have jerked off three times the day before I saw him fantasizing about all the things Nathan had said. The doctor’s office was in the Northeast part of town in and older brick building. When I got to the office it was a total different scene than the other doctor’s. The office looked old, a bit worn down, and the crowd here looked older – and sick. There were a couple guys in the waiting room who looked gaunt and wasted and near death’s door. Almost all the rest looked like they had HIV or just looked like rough trade from the streets. I almost walked out, telling myself I am not one of them, but on the other hand, my friend said the guys who came here loved to fuck raw, so I was in. The staff at the desk, a middle-aged lady and an older guy, were very nice and polite, and as soon as I sat down a couple of the guys nodded at me, said hi, and made small talk. After filling out all the paperwork, I kept talking to a couple of the guys in the waiting room, and figured my friend was right. These were all guys willing to bareback in an instant and could tell a few seemed pretty well hung – woof! After about 10 minutes the older guy called me up to the desk and handed me a small cup and small brown bag, they needed a urine sample and he directed me the to restrooms just outside the door, down the hall to the left. I entered the door marked RESTROOMS and there was a small hallway with a men’s room on the right, ladies room on the left and a door marked JANITOR at the end. I opened the men’s room, stepped around the corner, and saw that one of the sicker looking guys was standing at one of the stalls. He was tall, thick, long, brownish hair, and had a scar on his right cheek. While I tried not stare at him, I could not help but stare at his dick as he stepped slightly back from the urinal. The thing was long, sort of skinny, with a nice head on it, and curved a bit to the left. He was stroking it hard, looked at me and said, “Do you want to suck me?” I was sort of disgusted and turned on at the same time, and asked him what if someone came in? “You can hear the outer door open so we got time to straighten up before someone comes in. Don’t worry, I’ll listen out,” he said as he kept stroking. I set the urine cup down by the sink, got down on my knees, totally forgetting I came in to piss, and started sucking his dick. His dick was already really slick from precum and spit and tasted pretty funky. I think he smoked as his spit was strong, but I sucked him hard and put my hands on his hips to steady myself. He was really thin and his hips were pretty bony and I paused a moment, realizing he must be full blown, but he had such a nice dick, I just pushed it further down my throat. After a couple minutes the guy started gripping my shoulders tighter and said “Swallow for me, swallow it all.” He then started shooting and I could barely swallow fast enough. The dude might have been sick but fuck he shot a huge load and his cum tasted rank and was real thick and heavy like he had not shot in days. He started humming a little as I kept sucking him until I had every drop. He stepped back, said, “Thanks, boy I needed that,” then left the bathroom. As I savored the taste of his poz load, I realized I had never sucked someone where the bug had totally taken over – is that why his load tasted so rank? Just thinking about it made me even a little harder and I remembered why I was in there and got up and grabbed the urine cup, went into a stall and had a wait a minute for my dick to come down a little in order to fill the cup. I washed my face off to make sure I had no cum drippings on my chin, but did not rinse out my mouth as I wanted to keep tasting his poz load as long as I could. I walked back into the doctor’s office and took the small brown bag with my urine sample up to the desk. The guy looked at me and said, “Did you find it all right?” I blushed a little, said yeah thanks, and turned to find a seat. I did not see the guy I just sucked off, but a couple of the others guys sort of smirked at me, so bet they knew and I blushed even more and sat back down. It was about 30 minutes later and I was the only patient left waiting. The older guy at the desk called me back up, then escorted me through a side door, down a hall that had several rooms with doors closed and set me in one of the exam rooms. He took my temperature, my blood pressure, weighed me, then said the doctor would be with me in a few minutes and left and closed the door. I started thinking about the guy I sucked off in the bathroom and started to get hard again and was adjusting myself when the door opened and the doctor walked in. Dr Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking. He shook my hand (what a grip!), introduced himself, sat on one of those little metal rolling stools, rolled right up in front of me, then asked, “Apologies for making you wait, today was a little hectic with some last minute patients. So guy, what brings you in to see me?” Well I couldn’t tell him it was because my friend said he was a biohazard freak, so I went with the vanilla version of recently got insurance, tested poz last year, have been exploring treatment options, had seen this other doctor and was not comfortable there and a friend recommended him to me. “Who’s your friend?” Dr Mike asked. When I told him Nathan with the nose ring, he smiled and said “Oh yeah, Nathan has been a GOOD patient for a few years now,” as he sort of looked me up and down. “I know some of my colleagues have very strict opinions about certain things, but in my practice I am open to various forms of treatment and will always be honest with my patients. I also ask that you always be honest with me – help me to help you – feel free to ask me any question you want no matter how embarrassing it may seem, and I will take care of you.” Dr Mike asked me to undress down to my shorts and did a quick once over, listened to my heart, looked in my ears, asked me to open my mouth and say aaahhhh. “Now let’s chat a little about your heath and history, he said” Dr Mike asked me a series of questions and in that short few minutes had spent more time on me then the other doctor had in several visits and seemed to care about me as a patient. I was normally shy about that sort of stuff but answered all of his questions as honestly as I could. “Sorry, can you repeat the question please?” I asked, I must not have heard him right. “Do you top or bottom when you have anal intercourse?” Dr Mike asked again. “Bottom,” I said, and Dr. Mike smiled. “And when you have intercourse how often do you use protection, 100%, 50%, 25% of the time or never? And remember, I know your friend,” he said. “Humm, I…ah…well, I guess with my friend never, but with other people I don’t know, it varies I guess, but just mostly not when I am with him.” “So he cums inside you?” Dr Mike asked, and I swear he adjusted his crotch or was I imagining that. “Yeah, he cums in me,” I said as I looked down at the floor. Dr Mike responded, “Now there is nothing to be embarrassed about at all, remember what I said, and good for being honest with me. You know he is HIV positive right? He told you? Were you already positive?” I said, “Yes, but he told me after we fucked, we had been drinking.” Dr Mike smiled and asked, “Did you want him to wear a condom?” I told him, “I don’t know, no, I guess, not really, I just wanted to feel him inside me.” Dr Mike smiled again, made some more notes and kept going. “OK, so now, when was your last sexual activity?” he asked. OH SHIT, “Umm, I uh, Umm, I guess Nathan fucked me two nights ago,” I said. Dr Mike just looked at me with a stern glare, rolled his chair as close as he could, put his hands on my legs, and said again, “When was your last sexual activity?” I looked at the floor again, then him, his smile was gone, so I said, “Well, I sort of sucked a guy off in the bathroom down the hall earlier while I was waiting.” Dr Mike smiled wide and said, “Yeah that was Hank. Tall guy with the scar? I saw him right after that and he told me, like I said my patients are honest with me, just like you are being now and that’s the best for everyone. I also could also smell his cum on your breath when I checked your mouth.” Oh fuck, I was really embarrassed now, damn – but Dr. Mike just patted my leg, smiled, pushed his chair back, “Ok, now get up on the table here for me and take your shorts off.” I was too embarrassed to be turned on at this point or think about what Nathan said, so got naked and got up on the table. The room was pretty warm so my ass immediately made sticking noises on the vinyl as I got myself situated. Dr Mike rolled a small table to the side of the exam table and started to gently touch me all over my body. Usually doctors put on rubber gloves, which made me feel like even more of a pariah once I tested, but Dr Mike did not, he just slowly prodded and rubbed up and down my body. “Some people with HIV develop lumps in their lymph system, so I am checking to see how healthy you are. Looks good so far. Have you ever had any STDs? Syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes? No? Hmmm…,” Dr Mike then stepped to the counter, made a few notes and came back to me. Dr. Mike then started feeling around my crotch area, under my balls, carefully weighing each one in his hand, and then squeezed first one, the other, than both slightly. I moaned a little, he looked at me, smiled, then lifted my dick. “I see you are uncut,” as he rolled the skin back and forth several times and examined my dick. Dr Mike then said, “Please rollover,” which I did as he began running his hands and fingers up and down my back side and legs. When he got to my ass he spread my cheeks apart, ran his fingers up and down my crack, tickled the edge of my hole a little and I moaned loud that time. He seemed to pause, finished checking me, then said, “OK, now I need to check your prostate, so please get up, and bend over the end of the exam table.” As I did he sat back on his rolling stool and scooted the little table with him so that he was behind me. I bent over the edge of the table and Dr Mike said, “Now lay as flat as you can on the table, that’s it, I’m just going to use my finger and make sure everything is ok.” I soon felt his finger pushing at my hole and slide in. He was not wearing gloves, so the heat from his finger, skin on skin, made me moan again before I realized it, but damn it felt good. Dr. Mike worked his finger around inside my ass and as he did my dick started to grow. I couldn’t stop it and reached down to try to hide it. “NO, that’s OK, that’s normal for any patient, but especially one who enjoys being a bottom with anal intercourse,” Dr Mike said as he then pulled his finger out of my ass and said, OK, now hop back up on the table for me”. DAMN! I was so horny and slowly stood back up. Dr Mike scooted his chair back around in front of me and his face was almost level with my still hard dick. I tried to hide it a little by crossing my arms as he said, “I think you are in great health, and we will know more once I get all of your blood work back. While many of my colleagues suggest starting a treatment regimen right away, I do not believe that is necessary if you are still healthy and even then, like I said, there are various treatment programs.” My dick was still hard and ass was twitching, so I was having a hard time focusing but told him I understood. “Do you have any questions?” Dr Mike asked. “I have heard you can get reinfected from having sex without a condom, is that right?” I asked. “No,” Dr Mike said as he smiled, “You cannot get HIV squared so to speak. However, there is HIV-1 and HIV-2. HIV-1 is the most common and HIV-2 is rare and mostly found in West Africa. Some research shows you can pick up new strains, strains that are more intense, more virulent, more resistant, and your body may accept them or not, but if it does, it may develop its own new strain even more powerful than what you were given.” As he said that his eyes got very intense and he adjusted himself again. “I have looked at the labs from your previous bloodwork and you have a very common and what I would consider a mild strain.” Dr Mike then looked at my dick, up at me, and said, “I have one more test I want to conduct before you leave if that is OK. Is that OK?” I said, “Yes, I am happy to do whatever you want” Those must have been the magic words. “OK, now lay on your back again, here let me lower the table just a little, now scoot down all the way to the end but keep your feet on the table,” Dr Mike said as he stood up and went to the end. As I scooted down he lubed up a couple fingers this time then said, “Now lay back, spread your legs, I want to test your prostate again.” I was not sure what was going on, but did as Dr Mike asked and soon had two of his fingers wriggling around in my ass. My dick was streaming precum onto my stomach and I had all I could do not to start jerking off. I did start to moan, not realizing I was when I looked up and saw Dr Mike had a huge smile on his face now and when our eyes met he started fingering my ass faster and harder. Dr Mike then spread my legs apart more, leaned forwarded, and with his fingers still jamming my ass, he took his other hand, pulled my dick back towards him and started sucking me. OH CHRIST! That felt so good and my dick started swelling even more as his mouth work up and down my shaft as his fingers fucked my hole. I started to tremble and shake and moan and the cum started burning down my shaft as I shot into Dr Mike’s mouth. As I shot, he fingered me harder and harder until the last drop was out and my body ached from how hard I cummed. I always shot hard and far, and that one was an intense orgasm. I lay on the exam table panting, as Dr Mike stepped around, bent over my face and kissed me. As Dr Mike’s mouth covered mine and I opened up he spit some of my own cum back into my mouth! I had never had that happen before but swallowed and started swishing my tongue around his mouth looking for more. Dr Mike pulled away, wiped his mouth, his hands, then sat back down on his stool. “Go ahead and get dressed.” Once I was dressed Dr Mike stood up, got real close to me and said, “I hope you enjoyed that. Now what just happened here is between us, alright? You can tell Nathan, but no one else understand? Good.” As he kept talking Dr Mike grabbed my hand and guided it down to his dick. His dick ran down his right pant leg and was huge – oh my fucking god he was big – and HARD!! He continued, “Now, you caught me at the end of the day and I have already shot a couple loads today into a few holes that needed to be rejuiced, but want you to know you got me hard, and I do want to fuck you, do you want me to fuck you?” I just shook my head. “My cum is more toxic than you can imagine,” he said in almost a whisper as he leaned in even closer, “and I am going to give it to you. Don’t get me wrong, I breed every ass I can with my toxic cum, but I especially like boys like you who have mild strains of HIV and I can’t wait to unload in your ass. I will take care of you, so who better to fuck you raw than your doctor? I also have some other ‘treatment programs’ for you, but you did the first one already.” “What was that?” I asked. “You sucked off Hank, that big dick of his has some raw herpes sores on it,” Dr Mike said, “That’s why he likes getting sucked off in that bathroom because the light is not good and guys don’t see. But I know, I know, and now we got you marked with his herpes dick and cum, so I will take care of you and have made a note in my charts.” “I am not going to jerk off all weekend, so I think you need to come see me Monday morning and we can discuss the next step in your treatment plan,” Dr Mike said. “But isn’t your office closed on Mondays?” I asked. “Yes, but I will be here – for you,” Dr Mike said, “And Monday will be the next step in your treatment program.” As I left Dr Mike’s office that day, his words kept ringing in my ears, “My cum is more toxic than you can imagine,” and I could not wait to let him take care of me. Stay tuned for Dr Mike – Part 2 – My First Treatment Dr Mike – Part 2 – My First Treatment

I love when a guy is fucking me nice and slow, giving my boy pussy a pleasurable work out, but right before he gets ready to cum he pulls out and shoves his cock down my throat and unloads!! For me it’s the hottest thing!! I just love it!😍😍

Public anon gets me the hardest and makes me shoot the biggest loads. I prefer it over any other type of sex

I had a massage once. The guy started fingering my hole and then sliced his cock in me raw. Slowly and gently fucked me until he shot his old in me. What a happy ending

I get with a surprising number of guys cheating on their BFs, husbands, GFs, fiancees, and wives and some wrestle with it but most rationalize why they're doing it. Usually their other half isn't giving them the sex they want/need. With bi/straight guys its often they want to get fucked and their girl can't give that to them. A lot of bi/straight guys love that I'll take them bare as they can't do that with their girls. A lot of guys get off on cheating and getting away with it and I get that. To be honest, that's why I don't date as I know I could never be faithful or monogamous. I've had a few guys I'm considering dating as they're open to an open relationship, like that I'm slutty as they're pretty slutty too, and don't seem the jealous type. They're kind of unicorns though. You seem to be one too. If you've got a great man stick with him. You'll regret it if you cheat on him. If he wasn't a great man or even a good man then I'd say go ahead and cheat. But it sounds like you can't rationalize cheating on him, so don't.

Muscmtl - I am not sure what you mean by this? in my profiles I always identify as poz - and then mention I am undetectable And when I meet another poz guy I will normally say “poz here as well, undetectable” while I know U=U means it is totally safe for me to fuck a neg guy raw, it is a lot easier (and sometimes more fun) to play with other poz guys while I enjoy reading (and jerking off to) and even writing the pozing fiction on here - in real life I am not looking to infect anyone- nor am I looking to get a new strain that does not respond to medication

It seems a lot of guys these days have a long list of criteria a man has to meet before they will even considering talking to you let alone getting towards a meet or anything further. No answer or instant bloke appear to be most guys approach.

I really didn’t BB much at all until fairly recently. That’s when I really began studying hypno and training videos.

Thank you for posting this. The source for these numbers is from the product information for Jynneos (or Imvanex in the EU). You may find the complete document on the European Medical Agency at [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.ema.europa.eu/documents/product-information/imvanex-epar-product-information_en.pdf The FDA has information on its page for Jynneos [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.fda.gov/vaccines-blood-biologics/jynneos You may find the rates Doctor Carlton quoted on page 8 of the Imvanex product information. They are Seroconversion rates by ELISA in Vaccinia-naïve healthy and special populations in the trial POX-MVA011. It appears that HIV+ individuals have a lower and slower response to the vaccine. If you look a bit further down you'll see the Seroconversion rates by ELISA in Vaccinia-experienced healthy and special populations. They appear even more startling. At the milestones - as mentioned in your post - for HIV+ individuals rates of 57.3, 76.6 and 92.7, while healthy individuals have rates of 62.5, 100, 100. These rates stem from the Phase 2 trial POX-MVA011, which tried to evaluate the safety and immunogenicity of MVA-BN smallpox vaccine in vaccinia-naïve as well as vaccina-experienced HIV infected subjects. The study enrolled 581 subjects: 88 vaccinia naïve and 9 vaccinia-experienced healthy subjects, 352 vaccinia-naïve and 132 vaccinia-experienced HIV infected subjects. You may take note that it's a relatively low number of healthy individuals participating. I'm no statistician and it's quite late here locally so I'll leave it at that.

Last night i went to a local bathhouse. Walked in, paid and went to my room. Undressed, got out the usuals...lube, poppers, chain and padlock for my neck and put on my harness. I then drank 1/2 bottle of water and got out one of two prepped points. I was shaking I was so excited. I slipped that rig into a vein, registered and slowly watched the crimson drain into my arm...It went right to my ass and it took me a few moments to put the rig into my bag and wipe off the sweat from my face and grabbed my key and the goods and went upstairs to the dark room/glory hole area. Two pigs had already taken the prime real estate so I went a bench and spread my legs and started stroking. This 25 year old walked over to me and started playing with my hole. He asked if I wanted to get fucked and if so, can we go to my room. With that, I sped out of there and went right to my room. Before he even closed the door behind him, i was on my knees sucking on his fat meat. He was precumming and it was awesome draining down my throat. After a few moments, he told me to get on the bed doggy style and as soon as I did, he stuck his raw dick in me and blasted my hole with his seed. He kissed me and walked out...he was there with a friend and had to make sure he was ok. In the next 30 minutes or so, I took 2 more loads from some random dudes who walked into my room while I was face down. Never saw their faces, but their loads met my hole. About 6 hours into the shift, a dude I had hooked up with two years ago hit me up. He told me to leave there and go over to his place and we could party and he would breed me. As it was pretty dead at the Spa I packed up my things and headed over. He can't hit himself and I cant admin others so we weren't going to be able to slam. Bummer. We so some G and it kicks in pretty good and he grabs the pipe and he kisses the meth right into my mouth. He does this for a good 3-4 minutes. He then starts to suck on my dick and playing with my hole. He then puts me on all fours and begins to fuck me with his daddy meat. My hole begins to make sloppy sound and its only his precum...I am in heaven at this point. He fucks me for a good 20 minutes. His phone rings and its a friend who wants to stop by and watch him fuck me. So, I am spinning, not my house, I don't care...and so the friend says he will be over in 15 minutes. The guy who is fucking me says he is going to take a shower and take care of his personal business. As he is in the shower, I pull out one of my syringes that had some left in it...I put it in my arm, and do everything I can to plunge that fucker into me before he comes out. I get the flash on the first try and plunge the Tina right into my vein. And Thank God....because as soon as I pulled it out of my arm, he opened the shower door and called my name and started to come into the bedroom. I threw the needle into my bag and I was sweating and I did everything I could to act like nothing had happened. I look at my arm and there is blood. Fuck. He hasnt noticed so the first moment I get, I wipe it off and follow him to the shower and begin sucking on him. The phone rang and his friend arrives. My trick had actually texted him to come over so he could watch him breed me (I found out after). Sick fuck. The guy takes off his clothes and I get to suck his dick while my top is playing with my hole and then about 3 minutes into that he tells the guy to go sit in the chair and he does and the rest of the time he is in the corner stroking while I am getting plowed by this guy and blasts his seed in me. The entire he was so verbal about how I was taking his raw dick and poz seed and what a whore I was. It was hot. I got home around noon yesterday and am still wired and getting horny typing this and may just have to get a cough on and take some more loads...

Fuck yeah! Done my fair share of slams where I'm just getting everything put away as I hear the top coming in through my front door or approaching the motel room door. Also, slammed in my car several times, and hotel lobby bathrooms. . . all common locations to be just before a hook up!!

This is an amazing story. Written very well and the story line itself is awesome. Thank you!

There was this 28 year old latin twink flight attendant staying at an airport hotel. He posted a pic of his ass in a jock and that he had two loads in him and was looking for more. I hit him up doubtful he wo6respond because his post was from late night. He actually responded and told me to come over. He said he had 3 in him and that one was on the way. He told me to text when I got there to make sure #4 was done. He said he just finished and to come up. He was bent over in his jock with that sloppy hole presented to the door. I had to taste that wet used hole then slid in him using that silky cum as lube. Pumped two loads in him and was on my way.

Queer, isn't it, that both Father and Son are Gay? Queerer still is that the two of them have sex, and at least one of them is POZ. Daddy recently discovered he had the Bug—thought it happened on a business trip. He was taking it quite well, but hadn't told his family yet, and hadn't started Meds. Ideal candidate for a Stealth Pozzer or what? He told me about it while we were chatting after I'd fucked him with my new PA. He was hot for it, and it was my obligation to oblige. It's funny he opened up to me in more ways than one, but shut up abruptly when Son got home. I'd screwed Junior before—but never at their house. Junior recognized me immediately; and, after he got over the initial shock of seeing me with good old Dad, got a glint of Lust in those baby blues. To avoid putting Junior in harm's way, Dad had abstained from screwing him of late. Be that as it may, a guy has to look out for his interests; and I had an agenda for both Dad and Son. I got the Kid's attention by playing with myself and massaging his and Daddy's privates as we talked. It wasn't long before the Little Slut went down on me. Meanwhile I licked and fingered Daddy's Piss Slit to get him oozing once again. Pretty soon the stage was set. I moved behind the Boy and started rimming his sweet Ass while he sucked Daddy off. The Kid seemed as anxious to try out my new PA as Daddy had. I worked my Shaft in him and really started plowing his Ass—really pounding him—till telltale blotches of Blood and Shit began to polka dot my Cock. Reluctantly I turned my attention back to Daddy-O again. As I fucked Dad, I aimed his Turgid Rod at Sonny's silken Cheeks. Dad didn't buy into it at first, bucked back a lot, and almost overpowered me as I fought to keep him sandwiched between his progeny and me. Suddenly he let out a gasp; his resistance dropped to nil; and he was screwing Junior of his own volition and free will. I could tell the way his Ass Muscles clenched around my Dick, Daddy-O was getting close. To cinch the deal I whispered in his ear, "Yeah, Daddy, fuck that Ass! You know some Dude is bound to POZ his Butt. Better if it cums from you. Same Strain… same Meds.... Here’s your chance to help your Boy. Seems like you'd be savin' him a lot of grief if you were to POZ his Ass." You could see a Battle Royale in progress between Prudence and his Dick, but Fucking and gettin' Fucked simultaneously will tip the scales every time. His Ass Muscles spasmed violently as a tidal wave of Toxin spewed up the Boy's NEG Cunt. Falling victim to his own concupiscence, Daddy-O collapsed beside his Son. Maybe he was sated, but I hadn't had my fill. I rammed my Rod back in the Kid, grinding Daddy's Noxious Venom into Sonny Boy's Ass Walls—until I, too, contributed my Jizm to the Brew. Meanwhile the oblivious Young Man shot his NEG Spooge all over Dad and me. We lay together contemplating the enormity of what we'd done. While there is nothing better than breeding a NEG Cunt, converting a POZ Stud to a GIFT GIVER is a laudable pursuit. Just the possibility that Daddy may have POZZED his Faggot Son makes me want to shoot.

Yesterday I awoke horny but had to get my car serviced. Thankfully that only took a couple of hours, so what do with the rest of the day? Oh, I know, breeding session at the sauna. I drove to the park and ride, subway into the City and I was at the sauna by half 12. After prepping and a shower, new bottle of French poppers in hand, I headed downstairs to the "suck a thon" area. Well, it was busy! Lots of cock sucking going on. I lubed up my hole and got into position on the couch. Not 2 minutes passed before the first cock of the day entered my cunt. Tall muscly lad too. Amazing to feel a cock in me again. He went to town and after 5 minutes, the first load of the day was coating my innards. Two more cocks quickly followed, both blowing in me. There was another bottom here by now, super sexy bear cub. Stocky, stubble and just the right amount of fat to make him totally fuckable. I couldn't resist, I wanted that hole. We made out on the bench, this got me hard and I entered his cunt. It was smooth and silky, obviously pre-loaded. A sexy lad like this would be popular. I built up the tension, got close to cumming but backed off. I knew if I came I'd lose all iterest in sex and would have to leave. It was too early for that and I could sense today was going to be a good day. I withdrew, telling the lad I'd breed him later. I headed upstairs to my favourite part of the sauna, the sling in the dark room. It's super comfy, unlike most slings in sex premises. I was only in it for 5 minutes before a 30ish lad entered the alcove. He went straight for my hole, still well sloppy from my earlier breeding. I'm lucky to have a fuckable hole, most cocks that enter it blow a load and this lad was no exception. He held onto the railing as he plowed my hole, being verbal as he blew. I was dizzy with poppers by now, but wanted more. Back downstairs I went, to be greeted by 2 bottoms being fucked on the bench, including the sexy bear cub I'd fucked earlier. Standing at the upstairs level was an alpha male, stroking his impressive 9 incher. I went to the lower level and his cock appeared through the glory hole. Now oral is OK for starters, but I was there to be bred so I went over to the other side of the bench, opposite the 2 bottoms still being fucked. The alpha male followed, got behind me and rammed home his cock. What an awesome top he was, rough, verbal and hung. 3 bottoms all being fucked together, would have made a great porno. Alpha male blew a massive load into me. The cum was dribbling down my leg when he pulled out. I headed back upstairs to the dark room. There was some activity in the corner, too dark to get much detail but they were enjoying themselves. I decided to hover nearby without disturbing them, cummy hole sticking out. Nothing happened and I went to leave only for a hand to feel my hole as I passed. Mmmm, this was promising. Another muscly lad, well hung too. I leaned against the wall and another cock was in my hole. Biggest and longest one of the night. I felt the presence of his companion beside him, he was stroking his cock as his mate climaxed in me. This was going to be a tag team fuck, my favourite. I felt the contractions of his cock as he blew, he pulled out, slapped my arse and another cock was in me. He blew in a couple of minutes, awesome. I headed back downstairs, nobody around but I got into position on the bench and waited. In came a bear, mid 30s and stroking. My hole was anticipating another breeding and that's what happened. He took his time, at least 10 minutes. He pulled out and started wanking, his breathing getting faster. Thankfully he rammed his cock back into me as he climaxed, leaving another deposit of cum in my cunt. I lost count of how many loads I got yesterday, a dozen at least, probably more. I was fucked for so long that the bear cub had left by now. It was one of those afternoons where the planets aligned, lots of action, tops galore and no prissy twinks high on shit I went home a happy slut, my hole filled to the brim with cum.

Is it this? Excerpt: He was awaken by a set of hands rubbing his ass. It was the guy that had meet him in his room after he checked in. The guy explained that he took the spare card so he could check on him after his time being a new bottom on ‘ Bug Night ‘. He said that he wasn’t sure how many guys loaded him but lost count at over 20 and probably lots more. He said that the drugs he was given were meant to get him hot to take everyone and not refuse anything but he didn’t expect to see the variety of drugs shot into him but that is what you get on ‘Bug Night”. The Pig said he remembered hearing that and asked what it meant. The guy said “ You didn’t read any of the posts for that place before you Went ‘? The Pig said no, He said “ I wanted to get out because I found out my wife has been cheating on me and wanted to have lots of fun “. The guy told him “ This weekend was listed on a couple apps as ‘ Bug Night ‘. Most everyone there had a bug to share and when there is new blood they usually get drugged and bred all night “. The pig realized what road he went down this weekend and it was one he couldn’t undo. [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/72334-the-pig-goes-back-to-the-bathhouse/page/5/#comment-775551

Right after taking a poz load

You have a delicious hole and dick. Love to swap with you

I love this story ! So many dark fun ways it could go. How whole congregation is his playground now.

"Very much so!" MJ said, squeezing Matt's thigh. "Having seen our dad's scorpion tats we knew it meant they're viral and it didn't take much discussion for TJ and me to agree that we'd give our cherries to the cocks that made us and since we share a birthday, yesterday was the perfect time. After a blood exchange and toothbrushing our holes, our dads made viral love to us multiple times until we collapsed from blissful exhaustion. If I'm not being too forward, after we recover from our viral flu, we'd like to have some fun with Sam and you!" Running his fingers through Sam's hair, Reggie said, "After his visit here, yesterday, Sam said he found the 4 of you fuckin sexy and I couldn't agree more. Because you 2 young men have been so open and honest, I feel I owe you the same. Until this moment, I've only shared this with Sam but I hope telling the 4 of you will bring us closer. To use your dad's term, I knew I was QUEER at an early age. My sperm donor walked out when I was 3 and I was raised by a single mother. I came out to her at 16 and though she accepted me, she wasn't happy. I became active at 17 and at 18 I met a guy who owned a porn theater. He called me a triple threat, hot mouth, tight ass and big cock. I'd prance around the theater in a skimpy jock, not turning tricks just giving the guys what they wanted to keep them coming back for more. One night, the football coach from my old high school came in and I fucked him. He wound up becoming my 'open' boyfriend and he got me a job in a sporting goods store. I had a regular fuckbud who liked to parTy and I learned to do only as much as I can handle. He introduced me to his dealer, Carlos, half Cuban, half Dominican, a total stud. I became more interested in him than his product and I flirted with him. One warm day, he was dressed in shorts and a tanktop, commando. Assuring him that I wamted him and not a discount, I pulled his shorts down, got myself naked and lowered myself down on his fat, uncut cock. Not satisfied with one load, I kept riding his cock until he was spent. A month later, I moved in with him in an open relationship. Though both of us were incapable of monogamy, we fell in love. Carlos didn't want to get me in any legal trouble, so his business was kept away from me. until he became seriously ill and then he knew he wanted me to have it, so he taught me everything I know. I became quite ill with the viral flu and Carlos insisted I share my virus with him. When his illness caused his body to fail, I took care of him right until his final moments and he died knowing I was in love with him. After losing Carlos, I didn't want to open my heart again, so I embraced my slutty side just fucking around. Matt and Ty showed me the joy of 2 QUEER men in love and I began to see the possibilities of a happy, open relationship. Sam came into my life and made himself a place in my heart and here we are in this magic house." Choking back tears, Matt said, "I speak for myself and Ty when I say that we always thought of you as a sweet, sexy man, but you're right when you say this brings us closer together. Reggie, you're amazing and we're lucky to have you in our lives. Do you really like this house? Earlier today, Ty and I made a decision to build a new house for the 4 of us and sell our houses. I'd like to see this house go to a man who loves it as much as we do and I think you could be happy here. Of course, I'll give you a fair offer. Would you be interested?" "Interested would be an understatement!" Reggie declared. "This house has strong love vibes, not to mention piggy vibes. If these walls could talk and with the cams, they can, there are some hot stories to tell. Because you guys mean so much to me, I'd gladly pay market value plus 10%, for the history alone!" To be continued

Hot story I got a hot poz load this way when I was on prep. Fucking amazing

Part 5 Both Jake and I turned to look at the new visitor standing in the doorway. While it was hard to focus my dialated eyes on him, I knew without any doubt who it was. It was my college wrestling coach. Coach K was a national champion in his glory days. He is now in his mid 30s and still kept himself in remarkable shape. He stands about 5'10" and weighs 200 pounds of pure muscle. I was frozen in fear at being discovered naked and covered in another mans cum, sweat, and funk. How in the hell am I gonna explain this to coach? Jake seemed at ease and said "Took ya long enough to get here". Coach K said the roads were a bitch but apparently so was his wrestler. They both laughed at this. I tried to hide under the covers and tried to wish myself outta there and Coach walked over and flung the blankets off of me. "Well well well, looks like Boyd really is a fag like I always figured". Jake said " this one has a hot tight pussy on him too. I already bred him twice and after I dosed him good, he was good to be rode hard and put down wet". Coach K grabbed my hair and looked into my eyes. "Damn Jake, this boy is spun out". Jake just smiled. Coach said " I really can't have a drug using pussy boy on my team representing the good name of our college". I started crying at this point. My scholarship was the only reason I was able to go to college. If I was kicked off the team, lost my scholarship, I was done. I pleaded with Coach to forget what he saw and let it go. He smirked and said " how am I supposed to forget that one of my wrestlers gets caught naked with my partner at our cabin AND in an altered state? Especially when I seen what a fine ass you got there?". Wait, Jake is your partner? What were the chances of this being a random chance? " Boy, there are two types of men in this world, alphas and betas. Alphas are winners, and betas serve the alphas. There isn't any shame in being one or the other but you are what you are". " Look boy, when I recruited you I knew you were never going to be championship material but I did see a boy I could help mold into a damn fine beta for us and the team. I been planning on getting you up here for awhile now but Jake got you up here first and by that fresh cum running down your leg, I can see I was right about you. Now what are we going to do with you now?" I wasn't following all of what Coach was saying. He was trying to basically say that I was fucked in more than one way. He said that I wasn't really on a path that would build up the team in competition and now that he knew I had broken the no drugs rule, he oughta report me to the University and my college life would be over. I was sobbing by this point. This wasn't even my fault. Jake was the one who drugged me and seduced me. I was screwed. Coach K then said with a twinkle in his eye, " Well, there is one way out of this if you are interested "

Fantastic! Please keep it cumming

Part 2: Will Accepts Dominic's Offer Two days went by before I receive an email from Dominic. During that time, I’d almost forgotten about him and the dream. I’d swung by my office after a late-day workout session at the gym and found the email waiting for me. “Hey, Pastor Ryder, thanks for emailing me back. I’m free to meet Friday after work if that works for you. I can be there around 4. I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me. I feel like we had a good connection on Sunday. Email me back if Friday at 4 works. Thanks, Dom.” As I read the email, I was suddenly aware of how sweaty I was. I sweat easily, and the hair on my chest and in my armpits always collected odor if I wasn’t careful. My roommate in college complained about my laundry smelling. I never took any notice. Now, however, I was suddenly very aware of my own stink. I lifted my arm and turned my head, smelling my armpit. It was a ripe smell. I started to lower my arm when, instead, I lifted it back up and moved my face closer, taking in a big whiff. Ripe had never smelled this good before. It made my head spin. Slowly, I stuck my tongue out and ran it along the sweaty-drenched hairs, tasting myself. It was salty and a bit bitter, but I liked it. It tasted strong, and I wanted more. A knock on the door pulled me from my exploration, causing me to nearly jump out of my chair. I made sure I was collected before I said, “Come in.” It was Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. Just checking in. How are you?” “I’m good.” “Have you had anymore of those dreams?” I shook my head. “Good. You look like you’ve just run a marathon. You’ll want to light a candle in here.” “I’ll do that.” I couldn’t tell, but, for a moment, I could have sworn I saw Pastor Kline inhale deep, a smile turning his mouth for a second. “Did you email that visitor?” “I did. We’re meeting tomorrow.” “That’s great news, Will. Well, I’m on my way home. My wife is making a meatloaf again. You’re free to join us if you want.” “Thanks, Mark, but I’ve got leftovers I need to take care of tonight. Some other time.” Pastor Kline left, leaving me to respond to the email. “Hey, Dominic. Friday works fine. Meet me at my office. Thanks, Pastor Will Ryder.” I went home and showered, relishing the feeling of the warm water. As I soaped up, I made sure to clean thoroughly around my balls, cock, and butt crack. As I cleaned, reaching my butthole, I found my cock shooting to life, standing at attention. I jumped, surprised by this never-before-felt feeling. I tried again, finding my cock growing and my balls pulling up to my body. Forgetting the bar of soap, I reached my hand back and ran a finger along the hole. A tingling sensation ran throughout my body, making my knees weak. I moved my finger in little circles, falling against the wall as I struggled to breathe from the waves of pleasure. I pressed against my hole, moving in rhythm, my body nearly shaking from the sensation. I increased pressure, pushing harder, until my finger slipped and entered inside. “Ah,” I gasped, removing my finger and wincing at the pain. I looked at my finger and found a small trace of blood near my nail. I must have cut myself. As the water ran down and mixed with the soap, I felt the stinging. There’s no way of putting a bandage down there, I thought, turning off the water once I was rinsed off. Even with the pain, I found my cock still hard. I considered jerking off but decided against it. I was too tired and had work to do. I was preaching Sunday and needed to be as prepared as possible. I’d lost track of time by 4 on Friday. I was nearly finished with my sermon when a knock on the door pulled my attention. “Come in,” I said. The door opened and Dominic stuck his head inside. “Pastor Ryder.” “Dominic Moore,” I said, standing up and reaching out a hand. “Good to see you again.” “You too,” he said, entering my office and shaking. “Please, just call me Dom. Everyone does.” “Alright, Dom. Call me Will.” “Will do, Will,” he said, smiling and taking a seat. He was wearing another black t-shirt, this time with a design on the chest of a skull with gems for eyes and the words “Dark Soul Tattoos” beneath. “I’ve heard of that place,” I said, pointing at his shirt. “I’ve never gone.” “I own the place,” he said. “You’re a tattoo artist.” “Nearly twenty years now,” he said. “Which I’m guessing isn’t too far off from your age.” I smiled. “I’m twenty-nine,” I told him. “Still young,” he said. For a brief moment, there was a look in his eyes which reminded me of the look I had seen in my dream. There was a ferocity, as if whatever was on his mind he wanted and was determined to get. “So, tell me about yourself,” I said. “I know you’re a tattoo artist. What else? Are you married?” “I’m not the married type,” he said. “I’ve had temporary partners, but none that last long. How about you? Are you married?” “I’m not,” I told him, holding up my left hand and showing the lack of a wedding ring. “I thought religious people were supposed to marry young so they could start fucking their brains out and popping out kids.” “Oh,” I said, taken back by his language. “Many do marry young and start families soon after. For myself, I just haven’t found the right person yet.” “I bet you’re close,” Dominic said. “Closer than you think.” I nodded. “I like to think so. So, tell me more about yourself.” "Like what?" "I don't know. Life philosophy?" Dominic laughed. “When I was younger, I tried to make good choices, but I felt like I was walking on a tightrope, destined to fall. After a while, I stopped trying. I found making bad choices felt more freeing. I liked living by my own rules, not worrying about my choices.” “And what about now?” “I’m not sure,” he said. “I think something is bringing me here.” I sat quietly, staring at him. “Really?” “Yeah,” he said. “I think you're meant to help me.” “Oh, right. Yes. Of course. I don’t doubt that for a second.” My eyes searched his arms, taking note of his different tattoos. There was a skull covered in barbed wire on his left arm along with a scorpion and a date. “Are you a Scorpio?” I asked. Dominic looked down at his left arm and smiled. “I am, funny enough.” “That date though, isn’t that in May. May birthdates aren’t Scorpios.” “No,” he said. “That date is for something else. I looked over to his right arm where there were several tattoos I couldn’t make out, except for markings along the inside of his forearm. “Are those tally marks?” He looked to his other arm and smiled, running his left hand along the tattoo. “They are.” “What are they for?” “That’s a bit complicated to explain,” he said. “Maybe someday I’ll tell you.” I tried counting them. “How many are there?” “Almost fifty,” he said. “One away, actually.” “Maybe you’ll get fifty soon.” He smiled at me, the same ferocity from before filling his eyes. “Yeah. I think I will.” Sunday came, and as everyone left the sanctuary, I saw Dominic still in his seat, Pastor Kline hovering over him. I felt a concern growing and quickly jumped in. “How is everyone doing?" “Good,” Dominic said. “You’re a good speaker. Most times when I hear people speak, I get headaches after too long. That didn’t happen today.” “Will is a special man,” Pastor Kline said. “I knew that from the first moment I met him. Well, I won't take anymore of your time. I'll talk to you soon.” He shook Dominic’s hand, holding on for several seconds before letting go. Domonic waited until Pastor Kline was out of earshot to say, “Thanks for the save. He was getting a bit chummy.” “He’s a friendly guy,” I told him. “He’s like a second father.” Domonic raised a brow. “Interesting,” he said. “What is?” “Nothing,” he said. “Anyways, I wanted to thank you for speaking to me on Friday.” “It’s no problem,” I told him. “That’s what we’re here for. Anytime you need to talk. Myself, Pastor Kline, or Pastor Matthews are at your disposal.” “Good to know,” he said. “Look, I wanted to thank you for seeing me Friday. I hoped you’d take me up on coming over to my place for dinner tonight.” “Oh,” I said, surprised by the offer. “If you already have plans,” he said, “I’ll understand. I just wanted to talk some more. I’ll take care of everything. I’ll have drinks and food. Do you like steak?” “I do,” I said. “So, what do you think?” I glanced out at the lobby and saw Mrs. Peters eyeing me, Rachel standing behind her. I could tell that they weren’t happy to see me talking with someone who looked like Domonic. “That would be great. Thank you.” “Awesome,” he said. “Here, put your number into my phone, and I’ll text you the address.” I typed in my number and started to add my name when he stopped me. “Don’t worry. I’ll add that later. I’ll see you tonight.” “See you then,” I said, watching as he left the sanctuary. I was not the only one watching as he left, but I was sure I was the only one struggling to hide a boner.

I go through phases too... But I truly like them all. I like a mix of Masc, Fem, Non-Binary, all of it - let's fuck!

I wish I could send you a private message!

After taking a long time off from hooking up because of the virus. Went over to Cowboy's early Tuesday morning (the only man I'd wake up at 6am to have sex with....lol) He smelt fucking awesome, hadn't showered in a couple days. His pits were in need of a tongue cleaning, ended up wearing his stink in my beard all day. Sucked him hard, he loves my bj's. He flipped me over, slammed his cock up in my hungry hole and rode me furiously, blasted a nice huge load into me. Left his dick in and churned his cream for another 30 mins before he blasted a second load inside my hole. He's always such a good fuck. Thursday the old man who thinks he's in love with me came over to spend the night. Sucked him hard, ate his ass, threw my a rough fuck, no load. Later in the night, sucked him hard again, fucked me ended with me sucking his cum load out of his cock. Friday went to Video Arcade with above guy. Not many doing anything, just walking around, I said lets give them a show, started sucking him. Finally got an older Daddy to join us. My friend left me with the Daddy. I sucked him hard, nice thick but short cock. Told me he wanted to fuck. Bent over and he rammed his cock up into me. Gave me a nice slow fuck but didn't cum. My friend was sucking a hot Hispanic dude, called me over told me dude wanted to blast his load in a hole. Bent over a chair and got a nice hard pounding. Begged him to breed me. Blasted a nice BIG load of creamy cum up my hole. Sitting here now blasting juicy cum farts. Really craving a nice ripe sweaty stinking hole to stick my face and tongue into.

The past days have been eventful. The first encounter I had was with my regular vanilla top, who Tuesday afternoon fucked me superbly on his bed until he came six inches deep inside me and then fingered me until I came. (He is the one who took the photo of my spread ass framed in his backless brief.) Next that day came a session of fisting with another regular. I first fingered him, then fucked him, and then finally began fisting him. We went on for an hour and a half; he is an amazing fisting bottom. Part of it is practice, but much more is natural talent and passion. The final session was yesterday, an extended session with an old vers guy. I did play with him at length, with fingers and with my dick, but he topped me amazingly. For a period of a half-hour, I felt as if I was vibrating as I lay back in the sling as he kept putting long and thick toys in me ever deeper. The climax came at the end, when he put me back on the sling, opened me wide with his speculum, and then pissed a load into my gaping rectum. I do so want to do more.

no it's does not stick out all the time. if a bottom stops fisting or heavy toy play for a few weeks the cunt tightens up. Not virgin level but enough for tops to not suspect you are into fisting ( unless you are in a gangbang)

Part 2 - Bobby The Muscled Rapist As I stood up he layed there sobbing on the bed, I wiped my cock clean on the duvet moved around to his head and picked up the toothbrush and the left the bedroom for the bathroom where I cleaned the toothbrush and put it back. Still hearing his sobbing I headed back downstairs. Kev was still getting pounded by several guys so I went to the kitchen where Fred my skinny mate came over looked at me as I muttered the words "Job done." he smirked and went back to the party, my adrenaline was raging through the body at the thought I of just breeding a straight bitch and I knew I wasn't done with him yet. I got a cold glass of water to try and get my adrenaline under control as Kev stumbled in to the kitchen. "You look like the belle of the ball" I joked at him. "I am so fucked and high" he slurred back. Falling against the fridge laughing I asked him if we wanted water and he nodded, telling him to go back and I would bring it to him. I slipped to the front entrance found my jacket and the little pouch of special pills and picked one out and went back to the kitchen and draw a glass of iced water and slipped the pill in there it quickly absorbed leaving no noticeable trace. I took the glass through to Kev who was french kissing another guy and handed him the glass, he took the glass and swigged the drugged water down quickly and went back to his kissing. Knowing that the drug would start to work in about 15 minutes by which time he would be totally relaxed I moved out of the party crowd heading upstairs. I walked in to the bedroom to find him sitting on the edge of the bed his tear streaked face with red eyes he cowered as I walked in. "What's your name?" "Matt" he mumbled looking shakily at me "I'm Bobby, now we can do this the easy or hard way, which do you prefer?" "Please don't hurt me" "I am not going to hurt you if you co-operate. Which is your bedroom?" "Second door down" he replied beginning to compose himself. I moved to grab his arms as he flinched picking him up I carried him to his bedroom and closed the door behind us and put him on the bed. His young naked torso and arms wrapped around his legs in a protective ball aroused me and my cock grew hard again. "You belong to me now in more ways than you can imagine, where is your phone?" "Over there" he pointed to the dressing table "Unlock it for me" handing the phone to him "If I call or text you make sure you answer it as that way it will be easier for you, what happened is between us and no one else, do you understand me?", he nodded. I sat on the bed next to him his head hanging low so he didn't have to look me in the eye, he pulled back as I stroked his face and gradually his head lifted and he looked at me and as he did so I smiled at him and told him to lay on his stomach. As he did so I moved on top of him and slowly guided my throbbing cock to his hole. He let out a sob in to the sheets as I held his arms out and pushed my cock in to his arse, his body repelled so I dead weighted him covering his entire body he yelped in pain as I began fucking him slowly and gently this time. Every flinch and squirm his body made drove my arousal and I continued my relentless assault, after no time my hips locked against his asrse as my cock penetrated deep as breeding contractions sent the first pulsing wave of toxic seed in to his body as he jolted and moaned, the second pulsating river of seed shot planting deep in him and his arse pushed up taking me deeper as he calmed down I let my orgasm ride out. Resting on top of him I could tell he was sobbing but he no longer fought to escape, I released his arms and wrapped mine around his body and pulled him on to his side spooning closely and grinding my cock gently in his arse. I kissed his neck and held him tighter against me, after some time I pulled my cock out and released him, he layed there not moving as I got up off the bed and reminded him he belonged to me and no one else as I closed the bedroom door behind me. Downstairs the party was still going, I got dressed and left the house. A couple of days later I thought it was time to test Matt's resolve, so I dropped him a text telling him to meet me in 15 minutes at the corner of his street. I put the phone down and his response came quickly I read the word "No", I typed my reply "Be there or else I will get you when you least expect it and it won't be pleasurable.", sure enough the reply came "okay.". I got in my car and drove to the street corner and there he stood waiting for me, I pulled up and he got in and we drove off looking over at him. "I thought I had made it clear you belong to me, don't ever say no to me again." I told him. The rest of the drive to my house was quiet opening the front door he stepped in before me and as I shut the door I motioned to him to go upstairs. I followed behind and showed him the bedroom, without a word he walked in undressed and laid stomach down on the bed with his eyes closed. I undressed and sat on the side of the bed looking at him, it was a sorry sight to see this guy waiting for what he knew was coming next. "Get dressed and leave." I told him. He turned and had a puzzled look on his face. He got dressed and looked back at me I guess he was making sure I wasn't going to grab him, he left and I heard the front door close, I shook off the guilt and got my gym bag and went to work out for a few hours. Settling on a few days an tranquillity I caught up with Kev to gauge his reaction to me and everything seemed normal and he invited me over for dinner on Saturday telling me his cousin would be there as well, so I accepted the invitation albeit a little hesitantly. Arriving at the house Kev answered the door. "Just the two of us" I asked as Matt was nowhere in sight. "My cousin is upstairs he will be down in a bit." he replied. Everything seemed normal and we cracked open a bottle of wine, Kev went on to tell me about Matt and how he has been a little quiet over the last week so must be busy at work, I asked if he was gay and Kev told me that as far as he knew he was straight. Kev served up dinner, Matt came down the stairs and in to the dining room where he froze when he saw I was sitting at the table. "Bobby, this is my younger cousin Matt he lives with me whilst he gets settled in to his job and finds his own place.". "Hello Matt, how nice to meet you." I spoke politely. "Hello" was all he said. I could tell he was unnerved by me being there, rapist and victim across the table from each other. I kept glancing at him and realised how young and sexy he actually looked, a couple of times Matt caught me staring at him and as dinner finished he made his excuses and disappeared. "Your cousin seems really nice." I told Kev. "He kept looking at you during dinner." Kev responded. "Shame he isn't gay, I could totally go for him" Laughing jokily. The rest of the evening went well and Matt was nowhere to be seen as I left the house and went back home. The following morning I did my usual routine and went to work out at the gym and showered when I got home, I put on a pair of briefs and decided I would go on the hunt tonight and just then doorbell rang, throwing on a pair of jogging bottoms I went to open the door to be greeted by Matt standing there. "What do you want?" "Can I come in?" he asked nervously. I moved aside as he stepped in and closed the door then turned to face him. "Well your in, what do you want? I asked. "I thought you owned me." he muttered to me. "Why would you think that?" smiling as I replied. "You told me I belonged to you, I want to know what you mean." I moved towards him as he stepped back a little noticing he made full eye contact with me so I reached out and gently grabbed his arm pulling towards me, there was very little resistance as I moved my face close to his my lips touched his and his hand moved up my arm as I wrapped it around his beautiful young body our lips parted as I kissed him. I picked him up and walked upstairs to the bedroom undressed him and as we both stood naked together he looked me in the eye as he pulled me on top of him. I had no feeling of guilt this time as he was willing for me to own him, I lifted his legs up around my hips as I lubed my cock up with spit I gently teased it into his hole, slowly inch by inch I penetrated him as he moaned and tears started to form in the corner of his eyes as he tried to adjust to the pain of me invading his body. He reached around my neck and pulled me down to kiss him deeply as my cock continued on it's journey deep in to his body. All the time his hands clasped around my neck we kissed as I undulated my hips pushing my cock in and out with gentle loving movement. He moaned on every downward motion my pace quickening. "This is what you want and desire, me owning you making you my lover." I whispered in his ear. "Yes" he replied and kissed my neck. I started to thrust faster and deeper his arms tightened around my neck as a moan escaped my mouth I looked intently into his eyes a tear streaked down his face. Holding him closer as my balls started to tingle I thrusted forward and up to get deep in him, he let out a pain induced scream as my shaft contracted releasing my toxic seed in to him again in multiple waves of ecstasy and collapsing on him breathing and panting heavily we layed there wrapped around each other. I offered up a kiss and he responded opening his mouth slightly locking our lips together I made love to his mouth with my tongue. As I rolled off and lay beside him his arm reached over my chest and he cuddled up next to me, a ritual that was repeated constantly over the next few months. As we grew to know each other I mentioned that I had pozzed him deliberately the night of the party, he didn't move but told me he knew what I had done to him and how that night he wanted to die being violated and raped in such a manner. He leaned over and kissed me deeply as we made love again.

The three of them snoozed after their sex. Billy was the first to wake up; by a hard dripping cock nudging his ass crack. Mike’s hard cock was trying to poke its way to his virgin hole. Dripping precum along the valley. Mike’s arm was draped over Billy, with his hand cupping one of Billy's pecs. In his sleep Mike pulled Billy more into him. Billy reached behind him and felt Mike’s body, along the side of Mike’s ass feeling the dimple in the cheek. He then ran his hand between their bodies to Mike’s hard cock grabbing it and running the head a little against his hole, feeling Mike’s precum on his hole. Billy moaned a little at the feeling. This woke Cody, who looked down between the two young men in his bed, and saw Billy rubbing his hole with Mike’s hard cock. Cole really wanted to see Billy lose his V card. So his brain immediately began cooking up the idea. Cole carefully reached under the pillow and grabbed his lube. Cole then whispered over to Billy, “Try a little lube, really feel his cock slide on your hole.” Cody then squirted a little between Mike and Billy’s hand. He heard Billy moan more. While Billy was moaning, Mike began to stir awake, very hot and horny. Cole began to lube up Mike’s ass. Rubbing his finger along his hole and dipping more and more lube into Mike’s ass, then slide his finger into Mike and jiggled it against his prostate, and lightly rubbed his prostate. “Oh fuck” moaned Mike, who bumped a little forward right when Billy had Mike's cock against his hole. Mike's cock squirted a little precum right against and a little into Billy's ass, which allowed just a little of the tip of Mike's penis to slide into the lips of Billy's hole. “Mikey ready for another dose of poz cum from my hard cock?” “Fuck yes, I want your cock in me again. Please, please, fuck it into me.” Cole lubed up, being sure to really get his head and inside his foreskin as well as all over the outside of his foreskin well lubed. He then pressed his cock head right to Mike's hole. He squirted a little more lube to the side of his cock, plus a little more in his hand which he moved his hand between Mike and Billy and really lubed up Mike's cock getting him ready for the plan. “Here it comes buddy.” Cole slowly slide his hard cock into Mike. Mike's hole was pushing Cole's foreskin back tighter, making Cole moan both from that and the heat inside Mike's ass. Mike only sighed and moaned as he was filled again with cock. Billy heard the horny sexy sounds behind him. He reached back a little further and felt as Cole's body slid into contact with Mike. Cole with his long arms put his hand on Billy and pulled him more against Mike. Mike's slick cock rubbed up and over Billy's hole, and then the underside was rubbing the hole. Cole moved his hand down to Billy's hard dick, and lightly played with the head, slowly moving his finger around then hard head, while he slowly rubbed his cock in Mike's tight ass, forcing the underside of Mike's cock to rub Billy's hole. “Oh yes, fuckin’ yes” moaned Mike, loving the cock in him, and causing his internal faucet to be turned on, letting the precum flow. Billy whispered to Mike, “Do you like having his dick in you?” “Fuck yes. It's so fucking amazing” “What's it like?” “He's so hard in me, but also so soft, and so hot. Oh fuck that feels good. I love when his head bumps a spot in me. I love the feeling his cock gives all long the inside of my ass.” “Fuck, I really want to feel a cock in me, a real cock not a rubber, but I'm so scared though.” Cole as loving the little talk between the young men. He just kept the very slow pace of fucking Mike, this just may go how he wanted. “‘Oh god, there's nothing like the feeling, you'd love it.” Cole stepped into the pillow talk. While slowly rubbing the little triangle under Billiy’s cock head he whispered to Billy, “Billy boy, you'd love a cock in that nice ass. Between you and I we've got Mikey here all ready, his cock is all wet a slippery, and there's so much lube around your hole, he could slide right in. You want to try?” Cole let go of Billy's cock and reached between Billy and Mike, grabbing the base of Mike's cock and forcing the head down to Billy's hole, then rubbing the head against the hole. As he did this he pulled back out of Mike's ass a little so his big head was right against Mike's prostate, and rubbed his prostate, making Mike moan and squirt out a little more precum into Billy's hole. Billy was moaning as he felt Mike's cock rubbing his hole. “Oh, oh, god.” “You like Mikey’s cock rubbing your hole. You know you want to feel it slide in. You’ll be okay, he’s still nice and clean, and Negative.” With this Cole pushed his cock into Mike all the way slowly and doing so nudged the tip of Mike’s cock into the lips of Billy’s ass. Mike moaned with the feelings front and back. “Come on Billy boy, you can feel Mikey’s cock just kissing the inside of your ass lips. Just move yourself back a little and let Mikey in.” Billy’s will power dropped and he moved himself back a little, letting Mike's cock start its entry into him. The head of Mike’s cock was a third of the way in. Cole took that as the sign to get the rest into Billy, and he pushed Mike with is body into Billy, and gently pulled Billy into Mike. Doing so slid Mike's cock all the way into Billy, nice and even and slow. “Oh, oh shit. Oh my fucking god. Oh, your so hot inside Billy. Your ass is so tight and sucking my cock. Oh shit.” “I… oh, fuck…. Mike your cock feels ….. oh god, push it in further ….. “ Mike thrust into Billy until his pubes and balls were mashed against Billy’s ass mound. “Fuck yeah, Billy boy, your not a virgin anymore. How’s that cock feel in you? You love it don’t you?” “Oh shit, yes. It's feels so good. Oh fuck Mikey, what are you doing, your dick is sort of jerking in me.” Mike was moaning, because Cole was rhythmically shoving his cock deep into him. “Fuck, its not me, Cole is fucking me, and he’s making me fuck into you and making my dick jump. Oh shit, this feels…. Oh fuck, I feel like I’m going to cum soon. Billy your ass is just so fucking hot and tight.” “You want to cum inside Billy boy don’t you. You want to give up another of your last clean loads into him don’t. Billy boy, you want his load don’t you.” Both of them moaned yes together. Cole pulled Billy more against Mike, and really started to fuck Mike harder. Cole's hot poz load was building up quickly. “You ready Mikey, you ready for your next dose of poz cum.” “Fuck yes, oh fuck I’m ready. I’m going to cum too.” Cole pushed himself hard into Mike, and felt the tip of his cock just pierce into Mike's second ring as he fired his toxic load into Mike. Mike felt the molten heat of Cole's semen injecting into him, and he started shooting his negative load into Billy. “Oh shit, Mikey, oh fuck, its so hot, your cumming in me, oh your cum is so warm. Oh fuck, I can’t believe this, oh fuck.” Billy began shooting his load all over the bed, he just was so excited over taking his first cock and a first load of cum. After each of their orgasms wound down, Cole pulled Billy into Mike again, and pushed Mike into Billy. This way keeping the hard cocks in the respective asses. Cole still had an idea cooking in his mind, and he needed to rest for a few minutes.

a little update... ...she booty called me at 5am new years day. in a hotel room. She didn't know i was at the bathhouse when she called... she sucked half a dozen assholes off my cock that day. including her own. And her asshole was sloppy from being fucked before I got there the pic is of her and one of the few i have. the cock is mine.