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I had been on PrEP for several months but decided to stop because I wasn't planning on having sex, but one day I was horny and stopped at the local ABS. Started by only sucking cock but eventually I got fucked a few times and took 4 loads by the time I left. It was on a Friday at 4pm when I knew I poz, but instead of feeling shocked, I was very horny. I decided to drive 2 hours to the closet big city with decent gay saunas, but before leaving I stopped at the same ABS to try my luck again. I was there for an hour and a half and was bred twice. Most guys wanted oral so I swallowed a few loads. With my hole loaded with two loads and still savouring those other loads I swallowed, I drove the two hours feeling very horny knowing that I had two loads in my hole. By the time I went into the sauna it was 8pm and the place was pretty crowed. As I looked for my room I saw a lot of guys with their doors open, some nice asses. I've been a bottom all my sex life but now, with the news that I'm newly poz and very detectable, I'm feeling the urge to fuck a hole and cream it with my toxic load. I wanted to fuck several holes and then carefully choose the hole where I was going to deposit my load. I wanted a young negative hole and to get one I played the top guy who always plays safe. There were two asses that interested me as I walked by their rooms, both with nice buttocks. I had taken a Viagra so I was hard as a rock. As soon as I walked into the first guy's room he asked me to close the door and immediately wanted me to fuck him bareback. I thought he was wither already poz or on PrEP, so I walked out the room. I found another nice ass, mid 20's who invited me into his room. When he tried to suck my cock, I stopped him and told him that I was always concerned about STDs to give him the idea that I was pretty safe. He told that he only sucked without a condom by always fucked safe. He was thinking of going on PrEP but that haven't yet. We started kissing and both of us getting really horny. As we rolled in bed my hard-on touched his hole and I noticed he liked it. I started to rim his hole and that made both even hornier. I told him that I would like to feel my cock in his moist hole but that I wouldn't cum but I when I started to fuck him I went over the edge and without saying a word, completely silent, I emptied my balls deep inside, grabbed my towel and keys and left. I went to my room, and took a long break before I was rested to be a cumhole myself at around midnight.

Was contacted by a guy on recon last night, I gave him my address within 10 minutes he was knocking on my door, We sat down and had a beer or two, he didn't have a big bulge, but when he pulled his pant off, and I was on my knees sucking his limp cock it started growing, and wow did it grow, 7 inches at least but it had a huge bend that pointed upwards like a banana. I striped off and led him to my bedroom, where he had me lay on my back, him rimmed my fuck hole to get it nice a wet with his saliva, then he started to fuck me, within about 2 minutes I my first orgasm as his cock repeated hit my p-spot, he continued to fuck me like this and within another minute I was having another orgasm, my little cock was just oozing, he pulled his cock out and put my cum all over it and had me suck his cock, he face fucked me for about 10 minutes, them shoved his cock back in my ass, once again he was hitting my p-spot and had me having another orgasm, I lost count of the number of times I orgasm'ed, my whole body was sore and I felt completely wasted, that is when he emptied his ball deep inside me, slapped my little cock, went into the living room put his clothes on and left. I was so wrecked by the amount of orgasms that I fell asleep with cum leaking out of my ass, and my cum and fluids drying on me.

Well I remember that ... I was just young bloke still wett behind the ears with no sex experience at all. At the time I was heavy into masturbating and fantasizing about anything that had to do with sex. I was riding a bicycle at the time and lived in Arnhem-Holland where I was going to school close to the city center. After school I sometimes went into the center and in this case too. I went to V&D a big store to buy something for school. On the other side of the street there was a building with a shop for coffee and snacks. There were bus stops at the front and a public toilet at the back. I put my bicycle there and locked it up. So far I was still completely ignorant and did not yet realize what for horny stuff would happen to me there that day. I walked into V&D and did my shopping. When I got back to my bike I saw that there was a public toilet there and I needed to pee so I went inside. Immediately upon entering, a heavy piss smell hit my nose. When entering there was a wall to the left where you had to go around it to find 3 urinals and to the right of it were 3 toilet blocks ... with quarter coin machines on the doors for entry. While I was standing there with my cock out to take a piss, a very slim but older guy, well over his 60 with red hair, entered and came standing next to me at the urinal. He also took out his cock to have a piss. But after seconds I noticed that he wasn’t pissing so I looked to my right. There I saw with great shock that he was slowly playing with his already half-hard cock showing no shame while he was looking at me and my cock. I was shocked, didn't know what to do. I still didn't realize he was gay and used these toilets as a hunting ground. I saw that his cock was getting hard and his nob looked wet and shiny. He looked straight at me with a horny smile on his lips. I became uncomfortable because my cock started to get hard too. I stuffed my cock back in my pants and with shaking legs I quickly left the toilets, but I did not drive right off but stood next to my bike while I kept an eye on the toilet entrance from a distance. I then noticed that men regularly went in and out, but also a few stayed in much longer than you need the time to do your thing. It turned out… there was a car park on the opposite of the entrance to the toilets. What I didn't know was that the toilets were a cruising spot, there were lots of gays cruising there and also sitting in their car waiting to see who went into the toilets. When it calmed down after a while, I went back inside out of curiosity and the horny forbidden feeling I had. I went to the toilet blocks where I saw that something horny had happened here. I watched, mesmerized, that a few heavy fresh loads of cum where lying on the floor and on/in the urinals. I also saw now that there were plenty of traces of yellow thick dried cum. I got so horny about this place that I pulled my rock hard cock out. What I did then was certainly dirty ... but for me so horny ... with my fingers I smeared as much of those thick blobs of smelly cum mixed with piss from the pissoirs on my cock and glans. I pushed as much cum as possible under my foreskin and smeared it into my pubic hair. I wanted to jerk off with all that horny smelly cum lube over my cock. I was only afraid of being caught, so I quickly went into a still free fixed toilet. I had to put a 25 cents in closed the door and had a safe feeling. Right there I dropped my pants and started to masturbate with all that cum on and over my boys cock. Such a horny, smooth and smelly lubrication that because of me masturbating quickly started to turn into white cream. I was really shaking on my legs because of the heavy ans horny sensations I was feeling. I think I was within 2 minutes to ejaculate my cum load. This was such a horny thing to do .... a horny filthy sex thing. My cock was really hard and I just wanted to cum. While working on my cock I saw a movement from the corner of my left eye. When I looked closely I saw that there was a hole in the thin partition wall to the other toilet and that someone was looking at me and running his fingers through the hole. I was scared lifeless, wanted to stop and leave ..... but the guy put his tongue through the hole and made licking gestures. I don't know where I got the courage but I think my hornyness won over my fear. I then carefully moved my young cock towards the hole and slowly stuck it through. The hole was the right size for my cock and balls. My cock slid straight into a warm and really perfect sucking / licking warm wet mouth. My cock was wrapped up so nice and warm and milked… my legs were shaking. This felt so good!! The warm mouth did not mind that my cock was sticky as hell and fully smeared with cum. After only a few minutes my cock was bursting to unload my cum. The mouth on the other side apparently figured this out and abruptly stopped letting the pressure of my cock for seconds and then started sucking me again. He did this up to 3 times and stopped just in time. I went crazy with the horny pleasure he give my cock and I wanted to give him my load. When stopped again, I got frustrated and pulled my cock back. I then heard the person say to me in a whisper “put your cock back through the hole and promise not to pull back off when you feel your cum come squirting out. Just enjoy the pleasure and joy that I'm going to do to your horny cock. I quickly put my cock back through the hole again… straight into his horny mouth but only for a short time. Then there was nothing, some low noise, he grabbed my cock again, I briefly felt some counter pressure and again I felt the warmth. A super warmth all over my cock that started to suck / milk me very nice and enjoyable. I didn't have to do anything just to keep my cock fully pressed through the hole. A few times my cock got free.. then back again completely surrounded by the warm and moist pleasure. I quickly moved towards my orgasm thinking about what he had said. Don't pull back and let my cum spray full. So I did…. I came, my legs where trembling as it fell so good! My cock kept on pumping cum loads of it! A horny heavy odour of musk, piss and smegma cock came up into my nose. When I looked at my cock and was shocked to see that it was full of white foam / slime. And when I pulled my cock back I saw why my orgasm was so intense and horny. My cock had been in his ass. Yes he had pushed his sloppy and smelly ass over my cock. That was something I had never experienced before. That's why I didn't noticed right away that I had slipped up his ass. This was the first time my virgin cock had really fucked. The voice asked me if I had enjoyed it and I shyly answered with yes. I then without cleaning my slippery cock quickly went out and as I unlocked my bike the guy whom I just fucked bareback came out. It was the older 60 + slim guy who had been looking at my cock by the urinals before. I knew that he must have had already a few cum loads in his ass from others before my cock slid in his ass. I can tell you that from that day on I was there almost every day after school and almost always I was lucky to find blobs of sperm for my cock as lube / masturbate and unload my cum ... and very often I had the luck in one of the toilets with gloryhole to shoot my sperm in a sucking mouth or horny sticky-sloppy ass. I really shot loads of cum there. That's where my fetish for gloryhole sex and fucking bareback originated. I'm sure. All the added pictures are of my cock during Gloryhole action....... My fetisj is clear having anonemous gloryhole sex.

I think the ink on these two guys goes together so well. That's my attraction for getting my hole inked

I have been reading the story from when it began in July last year. The characters have almost become family and I enjoyed it immensely. I think one final chapter is a nice end to the story. Everyone has found his partner (while still enjoying sex with others). I do feel we have come to the end. Prolonging the story just for the sake of it would spoil that. It would be like a popular TV show that runs on an on by popular demand while the number of viewers drops. I'm sure this will dissapoint many readers here. BUT! I can't wait for your next story!!!

The site is real, and, I believe the majority of members are expressing actual feelings, experiences and desires. For instance, in my blog on this site, I recount actual real events of exciting pnp scenes I've been a part of over the years - they are all true. Many others are the same. That said, are there folks who post on here that are phonies? Of course. Members who discuss their fantasies as if they were real, but if pushed to fulfill those fantasies would back away? Yes, certainly. My own belief is that a percentage of the postings and topics considered MOST extreme by a majority of members is based more in fantasy than in truth. That some things are more "role play" to the member who is posting than fact - I'm sure there are a number of guys on here who are honestly members of sarahpalin-worship but others who post similar content are not, and just playing a hot fantasy role, the same for seekers - some genuinely want to be pozzed, others like to fantasize about it. However, having met a nice number of members from here over the years of my membership, I can assure you that most of what's on here is for real. Take a gander at my blog:[think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/blogs/blog/2-blog-versmetropig/ which it seems like you'd enjoy - and rest assured, it all happened!

Hey gents. I spent an amazing night with this guy. Bad news and good news. Bad news first- I didn’t get to breed him. I was able to open him up well enough to take my cock for about 15 minutes or so, but he is still pretty tight. After about 15 minutes of fucking, his hole was done. The poppers did help. The good news. We had an insanely intense, passionate, connected session that lasted for a long time. And this was his first raw cock. Watching his eyes roll in the back of his head when I thrust in him was magic. I just wasn’t able to get to the rhythm I needed to cum because it was too much for him. So we’re going to work on getting his hole open enough to take a good fucking. When he tapped out from fucking, he asked if I wanted to jerk my cock and put it in right as I was about to cum. He really wanted my load. I told him under normal circumstances I would be down for that but for his first time being bred, he should have the glory of the full experience: an intense fucking in which I can collapse into him balls deep and unload. He agreed that he should have that experience. So we’re giving it another shot next week on Monday. But my God- this guy and I have insane sexual chemistry. We just need to get his hole up to the endurance level it needs to be at to take my cock and get a proper breeding. Looking forward to it!

Me and my boyfriend have tats round our hole. Mine is a Biohazard to guide cocks fists and toys to the right place. My partner has something more classic but we both have each other's name tatted near our cunts.(See pics in my profile)

I've fucked and been fucked outdoors in cruising grounds. It's fukkin hot. I always went with a buddy to get started and then I'd go with the flow. One of the best sessions saw me bent over a tree trunk with my buddy riding my ass. I was turned on listening to the comments from other men "he's fukkin loving getting his ass plowed" "he moans like a pig" and to my buddy - "shoot your fukkin load up his hole" and "I'm gunna breed him after you" Soon as my buddy loaded me and pulled out another anon cock was shoved up my hole. I served 4 men that night.

Here's another example of a biohazard tat centered on the asshole.

Chad’s Collapse into Chaos: Chapter 1 Note: There is a fairly long contextual intro. Jump to the spot with the pictures to get to the action. Chad: 29 5’9” 160lbs, slightly toned, drank and smoked weed occasionally. Has a good job in marketing/communications in sales. Vanilla life, recently heartbroken, and tries drugs and anonymous sex for the first time, while alone after a weekend at a music festival. ----- My life was in shambles. For years I had been with only one guy. We met when I was younger, not even out of the closet. Then again, I felt like I was barely out of the closet now. Still, I spent years with this guy. Our breakup felt sudden. Me? I’m Chad. Grew up in PEI, a relatively simple lower middle class life. Mom was a drunk, Dad left when we were young, but we managed. I grew up fantasizing about guys, but mostly avoiding relationships. As I got older, I went to school for business in a larger city out west and ended up working a few jobs in marketing sales. It was an easy gig. I showed up, acted charming, told the clients what they wanted to hear, and I made enough sales to perform well. In college I met Trevor out at a bar. He was making eyes, I was drunk enough to make eyes back. That lead to a years long relationship were I felt content enough to not dig any deeper. Trev? Clearly he felt different. I caught him cheating. I walked in on him in our apartment on the fringes between suburbs and downtown of the city we lived in. I came home early from work one day when I was feeling a bit off. My mental health sometimes gets the better of me, and this day, I just wasnt feeling it. It was just after lunch when I entered our townhouse. I always entered from the patio doors, as they were usually open, and our back yard was really hidden as the pathway to get to the back ran along the edge of a wall at the end of the townhouses. It emptied out onto a private terrace backed onto a greenway that led up to a highway. It was private. Too private I found out. I was about to walk in when I saw that Trev was blindfolded, leading over counter, while a stranger was jack hammering his ass. Both Trev and the stranger were facing away from me at a diagonal. I could see most of what was happening, but not all of it. I felt sick. Everything swirled and I wasn’t sure what to do. So I stood there. I watched. Trev was acting wild, wilder than he ever did with me. The top was really handsy, grabbing my partner in ways I didn’t know were okay. He slapped him, pulled his hair, and roughly grabbed his neck and choked him. Trev seemed to love it. I felt so conflicted. So shameful. This was nothing like when Trevn and I had sex. I could hear them through the door. The top grunting, Trev groaning, with both of them talking dirty. “You want it?” I could barely pick it out, but I could hear it. “Fuck me daddy, breed me.” I was shocked. Trev was fucking this stranger bare. I couldn’t watch anymore. I started to leave when I heard the top groan. “Fuck yeh, take it. Take my cum!” I nearly tripped over myself getting out of there and heading to my car. I got in, turned it on and drove away slowly. I continued on for a while, finally ending up at a part I used to run at. The entire drive there I was rock hard and leaking. My brain and heart were broken, but my cock and lust were on full blast. Everything swelled. Before I could sense what I was doing, I was rubbing my cock through my pants. I rubbed and rubbed, while I thought about Trev getting fucked raw by a stranger and taking his cum. I fucked him raw, but I was his partner. This was so shocking to me. But it turned me on. I rubbed and suddenly I was cumming through my underwear and pants. I panted, feeling raw, horny, and feral. I also felt confused. As I came to I noticed a car had pulled up next to me and in the driver’s seat a man was sitting there watching me. He winked at me. I felt sick. This entire time the car had been on and in park. I had to go. I left in a hurry, spreading crusher dust and gravel everywhere as I spun out of there. I couldn’t go home, but I didnt know where to go. —-- I drove around for a while before deciding to go to a friend’s. She wasn’t too far away and she was as a friend from home. She took me in, listened to my heartbreak, and told me I could stay as long as I wanted. The same day I broke up with Trev. I did it over the phone, I couldn’t tell him why. I couldn’t even form the words. I just told him I wanted him out of the house and with his things by the end of the week. He didn’t even seem to care, he almost sounded relieved. I knew he was sitting there listening to me while there was cum inside him from another man. Maybe this is what he always wanted. I definitely didn’t want it. I didn’t know what I wanted anymore. My friend told me this was “perfect timing”. That she and a few other friends were headed to a music festival in another city for a few days that weekend, and one of her friends couldn’t go anymore so there was an extra vip ticket. I had never been to a music festival and I tried to tell her I just needed to be by myself and recover, but she wasn’t hearing any of it. “Fuck that, you are coming, and we are going to have a great time. You will see!” They had rented an airbnb for 5 days in the downtown core, just a single train ride with a few stops over to the festival. It was hot and I spent most of the weekend drunk and high. I had never partied before, but my friend and company were prepared. They had a party kit with tons of supplies and most of them spent the weekend high on molly. I abstained, only drinking and getting stoned, until the final night of the festival. My friend was persistent. She said it would be a good time and to relax. Fuck it. I dropped some molly. The final night was amazing and surprising. I ended up making eyes at one of the gay guys in the group while dancing at a slow electronic band’s set towards the end of the night. He made eyes back. He took my hand and led me away to an edge, near some hedges, and we made out. We left the festival early and headed to the airbnb where he gave me a deep blowjob that felt like magic. But, just as I came, all I could think about was Trev getting barebacked while wearing a blindfold. I kept picturing myself in the position. Feeling what he felt. I was a top, only having been fingered a few times, including this night while the other guy blew me. I shot deep into his mouth while thinking about getting cock and jizz deep inside my hold. “Holy fuck dude, you shot so much and your ass really clenched onto my finger. You loved it.” Indeed I did, but I also felt a lot of shame. I woke up feeling awful. Friends and company were already packing up. I had driven a few of us here, but most were taking other rides or planes back home to where they lived. I was driving by myself. I had planned on leaving today, but I felt so awful. My friends saw it in my body and face. “Oh Chad, you look rough.” and “Fuck dude, you should sleep it off. We have the airbnb for two more nights. I was going to stay in the city but I can’t cause of work now. It is already paid for. I heard what happened man, you should stay and chill. Go to the spa or something and just relax. Here are the details.” I had already taken two weeks off work because of the breakup, so essentially, I was free. I said yes and as my friends packed up, and headed out. I was in and out of sleep, unsure of myself, feeling awful, and just happy I didnt have to move. Before leaving, my friend came over to say goodbye as I groaned. “Hey Chad, im heading out. This was a great weekend and I am so glad you came and I am even more glad you are staying for a bit. You deserve a break. Get out there, make some friends, meet guys, have fun. I left you some stuff in the kitchen. Have fun!” She leaned over, gave a kiss on the cheek, slapped my ass, and left. I fell asleep. I woke up hours later. The sky was already getting dark, I was starving having not eaten in 30 hours. I was also really horny. I woke up with a raging hard on and instantly thought about the previous nights blowjob and Trevor getting anonymously fucked. My heart started pounding. I rolled out of bed, with my hard on poking through my underwear, catching the corners of things. I had to piss but I was too hard. I walked into the kitchen, thinking about eating, but even though I was hungry, I didnt have the urge to eat. On the table there was a small bag, and a few bottles of rum. She left me quite the surprise. Inside the bag were 2 pills of molly, a few grams of weed and smoking supplies, and a note. “Have fun, be careful, and let loose. You deserve it. Call me if you need anything.” On the back of the note was the instructions for the airbnb. I eyed the weed. It was late, I wasnt going out. So I grabbed the weed, a bottle of rum, and headed to the patio in my underwear. I sat there, thinking about Trevor, the blowjob, and how my life was collapsing around me. I was 28, relatively good looking, had a good job, but I was no single and in the worst kind of possible way. I smoked and took swigs from the bottle as I watched the sunset. I wanted to crawl back into bed, but my hardon kept coming and going. I was getting pretty buzzed. I grabbed my phone, looked at my hard dick leaking through my undies, and downloaded a few hook up apps. I made a quick profile, using this image, with these details: Shynewlysingleguy: 29 years old, toned, 160lbs, vers top I took the pic quickly, setting it up. Why I wanted to show my ass, im not sure. I just kept thinking about how it felt from Trevors perspective. I didnt look at the apps anymore. I decided I needed a shower and as I walked back into the kitchen, I thought about the molly. I really enjoyed last night. I was shocked that I was even having these thoughts, but I was feeling desparate and horny. The “fuck it” mindset was really being pushed along by the weed and the rum. I set down everything, took off my clothes, reached into the bag and grabbed the two pills, and headed for the bathroom. I stopped in front of the mirror, looking at my body. I looked tired, but nice. I was tanned, and the lack of food and water over the weekend had my body looking so tight. I stared at myself and my cock, cut and pointing up towards my stomach. It was 7inches and average. I was afraid to touch it, feeling like I could cum at any moment. I threw the pills in my mouth, looked at myself directly in the eye, and swallowed. I jumped in the shower and gave myself a deep clean, avoiding touching my cock, but scrubbing everywhere sensually. It felt great. I had felt stoned and a bit drunk and I knew the molly would kick in fast with nothing in my body to stop it. I layed down in the shower letting the water fall on my body. It felt amazing. I laid there touching my body and making my way down to my ass. I lifted my legs and rubbed my hole while thinking of Trevor getting railed. Using soap, I fingered myself and lost track of time. My dick was bouncing and leaking. I could tell I was going to be very high soon so I stopped immediately. No more thinking, no more wishing. I needed to get fucked. I dried off and grabbed the my phone, rum, weed, and a bottle of water and headed to the bedroom, stopped, and turned the other direction. In the basement there was another bedroom, with a separate entrance. This is where I got the blowjob. Both me and the other guy entered this way and something compelled me to head there. If I was going to hook up, this would be the easiest way to do it. I jumped on the bed, pointing my still damp and naked ass towards the door, and opened Grindr. Right away there were messages. Already it was getting hard to function. I was spinning a bit. The molly was kicking in and I felt incredible. I was horny, my dick was rubbing against the sheets I was on. I wasn’t wearing anything and started to feel a bit insecure, but I felt to fuzzy to get up and move. He replied. Whoa. I was staring at the cock in the picture, thinking about the man behind Trevor, who was pounding his ass. Was this what his cock was like? Thick, hard, big mushroom head. Did it feel good? I needed to know. I couldnt bring myself to get fucked bareback. Not yet. I was wanting it so badly, but I just, the thought of a stranger, with the risks involved. I just couldn’t. He didnt reply back. I sat there refreshing the app, looking at other apps, then I got a notification. I had the volume on and the sound almost knocked me over. I opened the app. His message was there. It was then that I knew I needed to get fucked. I typed in the address. I dont know why I said stuff. Was that deliberate? The message took all I had. I was now fully high. I couldn’t write much more. He responded quickly. Suddenly I felt very vulnerable. I also felt nervous and I was shaking. I took a big swig of rum, then went for the water bottle but in my highness, I knocked it onto the floor. Fuck. I rolled over and half slipped off the bed to try and find the bottle that had rolled under the bed. As I peaked under the bed, my head upside down and swirling, I nearly fainted. But I saw the bottle and could reach it. It had rolled up against some clothing, something that the guy who blew me must of left behind. I grabbed the water and the clothing. As I rolled back up on to the bed, the bottle and clothing dropped onto my face. The bottle hurt, bouncing and rolling off into the pillow. But the clothes lingered on my face. They smelled raunchy but incredible. I laid there sniffing them not sure what they were. I opened my eyes and lifted them up. They were a jock, and they were covered in white dried cum. I almost passed out. I looked at the clock at the bedside table and it read 10:26. Almost ten minutes. I had been sniffing the jockstrap for almost ten minutes. I was rock hard and leaking, I needed release, but the jock was too good to ignore. I kept thinking about Trevor, seeing him in a blindfold ass up and taking it, and I was about to do the same. This jock was covered in someone else's cum, left behind, with the same of the encounter. Now I held it, the jock and the shame. I pulled down the jock strap and put it on. I rolled over, covered some of my upper body with the sheets, buried my head in the pillows, and waited. I heard the door open. … more to come.

Does anyone have any vids of guys being (consentually) fucked with a cruel condom?

I just perused Sniffies and noticed several guys hosting for a "power cuddle" or "power cuddling" session. What does that even mean in the context of a gay hookup posting? I checked Urban Dictionary and found 3 definitions: 1) reducing post sex cuddle demands 2) intense all night cuddling 3) power cuddling is everything cuddling is with the addition of hooking up at the same time None of the profiles list a sexual position, or fucking as an activity they are seeking which would seem to preclude the 1st and 3rd definitions. It is mid morning here, but I guess you could want to find a random stranger to snuggle up with for hours. What are they actually looking for?

Part 3 Matt and Ben kept trading off between the two bottom boys, dark hairy Adam and blonde hairy Josh, using the loads that were already in their pussies as lube. They kept making out while their cunts got used, and after a long pounding, they each took a load, Adam from Matt and Josh from Ben. They all collapsed in a heap and were lying on the bed, fondling each others cocks and chilling out, passing the pipe back and forth, getting more and more spun and horny. Adam had never felt this slutty and his hole was hungrier than he’d ever known. He wanted every man in the world to fuck him and couldn’t stop playing with his cumlogged hole. Matt reached over to fill the pipe again, loading it up with some big shards, and shoved it in Adam’s mouth, carefully holding the lighter underneath the glass bowl. He inhaled a huge cloud and started to blow it out when Josh put his mouth over Adam’s and sucked the cloud into his lungs. Adam was startled but so turned on when he realized what was happening. Ben laughed and said “don’t waste good drugs, fag boy.” They were all laughing when the door opened and several voices came from the other room. “Anybody home?” Adam looked at the others slightly alarmed, and Matt rubbed Adam’s furry chest and said “don’t worry, fag. It’s just our Dad. He’s gay too, and the biggest pig of all of us. He has a key to our place and we fuck around all the time.” “Wait. Your Dad is gay?” Josh laughed and said “You have NO idea.” Just then a short, muscular man walked into the room, wearing a tank top, shorts and a cap. He looked to be about 45, 5’6” and with Matt and Josh’s blonde hair covering his whole body. The apples did not fall far from this hot as fuck tree. He laughed. “You motherfuckers started without me. I came over as soon as Matt texted me, and I brought Dan and Brian too. Who’s the sexy little pig who can’t stop playing with his cumdump?” Adam blushed since he knew the older man was talking about him and he realized that his fingers were as far up his ass as he could get them, playing with the loads inside. “Um, I’m Adam, sir." The man laughed and said “You don’t have to call me Sir unless you want to, son. I’m Mike. And these filthy pigs are Dan and Brian.” Mike walked further into the room and started to quickly undress, accepting a shotgun from his son Matt. Dan and Brian were both in their 30s, tall and bearded. Dan was dark with curly black hair all over his body and Brian was smooth with a brown buzz cut and a treasure trail leading into his shorts, which quickly hit the floor. The three older men pulled up chairs and sat by the bed so they could begin to catch up on the T. They all had sizable dicks, particularly Mike. Josh was shorter than his father and brother, but somehow had come out with the biggest cock. “You got any points, son?” Matt reached over to the table and pulled out a small box full of loaded points. He handed one to each of the newcomers and then turned to Adam saying “you get another one, whore. We’re all gonna breed your cunt. Even Josh.” This wasn’t a request, it was an order and Adam knew that he wanted as much cock as he could possibly get. Josh laughed too, even though he also knew this was an order from Matt. He never turned down Matt’s orders. Mike took the point from Matt and said “Get on your knees boy. Suck my cock while I slam this point. I love having a dirty little fag like you suck my cock while I’m slamming.” Adam quickly hopped down onto the floor and took Mike’s fat uncut cock in mouth. It was completely hard but the foreskin still hooded the tip. “Get your tongue down in under the hood, faggot,” Mike growled. Adam quickly complied and was rewarded with a foreskin full of precum. Mike quickly tied off his arm, slipped the needle in the vein and shoved the plunger down. Mike snapped the band off his arm and coughed twice, then he handed the syringe to Matt and grabbed Adam’s ears, shoving his mouth deep on his cock, and holding it there while Adam started to gag. “That’s my boy. You a good little cocksucking faggot?” Mike didn’t wait for an answer since Adam obviously had his mouth full. He just slapped Adam to get him to stop gagging. “Where’d you find this one, Matt?” Mike knew that his boys were both complete sex pigs. He’d been fooling around with them since they were legal. “The beach, where else do I find faggots to breed? They can’t stop looking at me in my wet suit. It doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” They both laughed while Mike continued to fuck Adam’s mouth with his rock hard cock. Ben and Josh were servicing Dan and Brian while they slammed their points. Two more coughs later and everyone was spun out of their heads. After a few more minutes of making Adam gag on his cock, Mike pulled his mouth up and Adam gasped for breath, while he face was covered in precum and spit from deep throating. Mike smiled and spit in Adam’s helpless face. Mike scooped up the spit from Adam’s face and pushed it back into his mouth. Then he reached down and kissed the boy deeply, making out with him until he caught his breath again and started to moan like the cheap whore he was. “OK, boy. Get back up on the bed, time for another slam for my little whore. Adam hopped up on the bed and laid down, holding out his arm for what was coming. Matt tied off Adam’s arm, and the others watched while Mike took the point from Matt, slid it in the vein, got a register and expertly slid the payload home. “OK, faggot. Breathe. You’re going to blast off now and when you leave here you probably won’t be able to walk.” Adam just nodded and waited for Mike to remove the strap from his arm. As soon as he did, he felt the slam all over his body. He got really warm and started to cough uncontrollably. Mike just smiled and said “I think this faggot is ready to gang rape, boys. What do you think?” Adam laughed and said “I sure as hell am, Daddy. You gonna breed my pussy first?” Adam had no idea where these words were coming from. Clearly the drugs were doing the talking. He’d never fantasized about being raped before. OK, maybe a few times. He’d always fantasized about his four brothers and Dad, they were all hot jocks, but nothing had ever happened, other than jerking off with his younger brother a few times when they were kids. He desperately wanted to be part of this family of sex pigs. Adam just let the drugs do the talking, and rolled over on his stomach and shoved his big furry ass in the air. “Come on Daddy. You wanna rape your boy?” The rest of them all laughed and Matt said “well, I guess we got a live one this time. He told me when I picked him up that he was inexperienced. Guess he won’t be after we’re done with him, right?” Adam laughed with them and said “I don’t wanna be inexperienced anymore. I wanna be a whore. Make me into a whore, guys. Use my cunt. Breed me full of cum." “Well shit guys, sounds like this whore wants whatever we can give him,” Mike said. “Let me in that pussy, boy. You’re already loaded up, right?” “Yes, sir. But it’s not nearly enough.” Mike laughed and said “is it ever enough for fags like you?” and rammed his long, fat, uncut dick into Adam’s hairy cunt so fast that it made Adam gasp and then moan like the whore he was fast becoming. The rest of them crowded around the bed where Adam and Mike were fucking doggie style, playing with each other’s cocks waiting their turn to knock the faggot up. They all knew they couldn’t get him pregnant but they were sure gonna do their best to try.

I don’t mind which party initiates, but passionate kissing is for me a fundamental requirement for any successful activity. Doubtless controversially, I would have to state a strong preference for smoke kissing or swopping at the same time 😈

I'm guessing they're looking for clicks-through.

@losolent I always enjoy your stories. From the sex to the character development it is great to see notifications of new updates from you. Will look forward to further expansion of this story or some new adventure and story that you take us on. Thanks for all the work you do.

I would love this story to continue, but recognise that all great stories end at some point, so if your creative juices feel it is right to move on,, well I will look forward to your next masterpiece, or, I will look forward to reading more here :)

I agree. I know that getting fisted is more of a religious experience for me. I feel it’s what I am meant to feel. A good top can get me to release over and over as well.

I hate the friction of gloves on my hole. Love getting fisted with my boyfriend with guys alternating their greasy fists between our hole. Missing our ass juices with anyone who wants them. We both have tattooed holes by the way 🐷

Found this on telegram

I want something like this... maybe a bit of red!

I have a top who loves to kiss. When I meet him at the door he kisses with an open mouth. Tongue in my mouth. When we get to the bed he strips and starts kissing again. After sucking both ways he puts a pillow under my ass. He starts kissing again. He still kisses as he unloads his huge load deep in my ass. This happened Thursday I have to admit. It was hot. Any other bottoms like this

Hi, I'm a 30yo male, latino, a bit chubby from Mexico. I have a 4 inch dick but barely use it, since I mostly bottom. I had the fantasy for many years to become a cum dump, taking loads from any guy, but never got the nerve to do it, looking only for 1 on 1 encounters. At least until last Sunday, that I couldn't resist my urges and visited a sex shop that has an area with booths, bar and a dark room. I was really horny, all week long I have been using my dildos and needed the real thing. There was a lot of people in the shop, but I went almost immediately to the dark room, which had some benches against the walls where some guys were already having their dicks sucked. I took a seat and a short slim guy with glasses got close to me. I reached for his cock, he had a semi, and pulled me closer to his groin to suck him. He smelled strongly to piss and some sweat, it made me so horny to suck him clean. He moaned loudly while I sucked him and after a few minutes he made me stood up, he leaned against the wall and we started making out. He pulled down my pants and started spreading my ass cheeks and fingering my hole. "Do you want me to put it in?" He asked and I nodded, turned around and bent over. He had a slim cock about 5 inches long, and had no trouble sliding it inside me. He pounded me hard and fast, when a guy maybe in his 40s got close to me and made suck his cock. He had a dadbod, and a cock about 7 inches long surrounded by gray hairs, and thicker than my current top. The slim guy pulled out after a few minutes and we started making out again, while he offered my hole to the other top. The guy in his 40s started to rub his cock against my hole and entered in a single stroke. I felt his cock making his way in with ease, turns out my dildo got me ready, and he started pounding me and slapping my ass. The slim guy pulled me down to suck him again until they made me turn around and switched places. I was moaning in pleasure asking for more. "I'm cumming inside you!" Said the slim guy, and I felt his warm cum filling me over. He pulled out almost immediately and we started making out again. The other top used the new lube inside me to fuck my hole and I got down to lick clean the slim guy's cock. The guy in his 40s started to talk about how much he enjoyed my used hole, while he pounded me fast and hard. "Do you want cum?" He asked "Yes please! Breed me!!" I said loudly, while some of the guys in the dark room were looking at us. I heard the guy moaning and felt his warm cum when he pulled out. I kissed him and thank him, then decided to went to the bar to take a break for a moment before taking another load.

Kissing is a MUST for me and a guy needs to know what he's doing.

I got into piss by accident...pun intended. Met a hot Latino at NYC Pride and wound up back at his place, where we smoked lots of weed and consumed 2 6-packs of beer. Standing side by side at the toilet, I got the urge to touch his pissing cock and it felt wonderful. We swapped fucks to the point of exhaustion. The next morning I was up first and thought I'd wake him with a blowjob. Scooting down on the bed, I took his cock in my mouth and his bladder opened a split second before his eyes. I was instantly hooked on the taste and when he realized what was happening, he freaked a bit and tried pulling out. I sealed my lips around his cock and only released it when I'd consumed every last drop. Because it was the first piss of the morning, it was quite strong. Belching with delight, I told him I'd never done it before, but I'd be doing it as often as I could. He admitted to liking it too. So much that he fed me 2 more times before I left.

Let me know if you guys are planning this again soon - 45yo total top here

This is an important distinction for how you read the forum - while only a portion of the accounts of real-life experience are true, or at least unexaggerated, you can probably rely on most of it being a true reflection of the feelings and desires of those posting. Not every man who posts his fantasy has the ability - or the courage - to live it out, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t sincere when he expresses the fantasy, and by that you can know that the world is populated by men who think this way. What this forum is a less reliable reflection of is the level to which the world is populated by men who act this way, but there are enough true narratives here to prove that, to a gratifying extent, sexually adventurous men dwell among us.

Do so for the September one. See you there

This story would make an AMAZING series.

Sounds like you really enjoyed each other - that's great !!! I don't read any bad news there - only perhaps some postponed Good News yet to come. Per the mechanics: I don't know from your text whether this would be appropriate at this point, but you may want to consider asking one of your fuckbuddies who isn't possessed of quite so impressive equipment as you, to assist in opening the Hole with something not quite so impressive. If that would mess with the new guy's head, forget it, but he may find it exciting too. If it's too much too quickly, or you don't want to begin on that level, obviously don't mention it.

If I was married, @versmetropig, I’d hope my husband or wife would arrange this for me (either with or without my knowledge). @SFPOINTMan - this is fucking hoT! You ever find yourself in NY?

I agree. There's a special kind of scent on a guy that's been having sex all night, and it's like iron filings drawn to a magnet. When I used the apps, at the end of the profiles I put "come clean, get sweaty".

A thought just came into my head - there is so much discussions about Moneypox on here, Twitter and other places (and it's good that it is actively being discussed), often highlighting lack of vaccines in different countries/cities/towns, I wonder how long it will be before guys who have eased off sexual activity just think "fuck it" and go back to fucking around (if that was previously their general behaviour ). Of course I'm not advocating the latter (or otherwise). What is your opinion?

I actually get very grumpy if a top doesn’t let me lick and suck his cock clean after he’s dumped a load inside me. And in a group there’s no way I’m not licking a cock clean after it’s cum in someone else, probably eating some cum out that ass too!!

I downvoted this because I don't think it's good advice to tell a first-timer to do drugs (even mild ones like pot) before his first time. It's also kind of contradictory to tell someone to take a mind-altering substance and then to focus on being present. I'm not saying pot can't enhance the experience (for some, obviously, it will), but it certainly doesn't help you to focus on the here and now. I also get that inhibitions can be lowered that way. But for a first-timer, inhibitions are a safeguard. They're the body's way of telling you this is a new and unfamiliar situation, and they keep you alert. Particularly with a hookup who may not know a novice's lack of sexual experience, knocking down those inhibitions might well lead to harm (not from the drug, but from the hookup).

What Happens in the Bush... by Hozzel May 2022 A/N: this is a longer short story. I thought it better to keep it as a one part post. Thirty year old Ben Haman had developed a major hard-on for ravishing Kelly Ravane. He could not get his sexually tormented mind off the gorgeous young woman. But Ben had a great big whopping problem: he was gay. He had always been attracted to men. In public and at the gym he checked out men. His sexual fantasies involved men. Gay porn did it for him. He had several satisfying sexual and romantic experiences with other men, and he dreamed of another male lover he could please. Men rang his erotic bells. So what was wrong with him? Ben first saw Kelly at the gym working out on a cross-trainer. Thick brown hair swayed just past her broad shoulders. A tight scoop-necked croptop and loose shorts showed off her muscular workout body, deep cleavage, the globes of large firm breasts, tight abs, nicely curved hips, and long, tapered legs. Kelly acknowledged Ben's sly glance with a dimpled smile and a friendly wave. She shifted to a weight machine next to him and broke the ice by saying, "I like your bod, too." Gob-smacked Ben shyly nodded, muttered a soft "Thank you". She just smiled and pulled the bar down, accenting her muscles and firm tits. Over the next two weeks Ben found chatting with Kelly as easy as he spoke to men. Her deep feminine sultry voice sounded like smooth gold. She laughed at his stupid comments and said things that made sense. Awkward silence rarely sliced between them, especially when they exercised together or next to each other. Ben discovered Kelly was less than a year older than himself, liked similar foods, music and movies, and even enjoyed football. Ben worked as a contract computer programmer and Kelly a copy writer for a local publisher. Like Ben, Kelly was single, but, unlike Ben, some of her more lewd comments inferred considerable sexual experience and a free-spirited uninhibited mind. She regularly regarded Ben's taught body with cheeky dimples and even commented on his "nice package" after staring for longer than a moment. Ben's cock let him know it wanted vivacious Kelly Ravane. It wanted her bad. Embarrassing erections began to sprout when they worked out together and then at other times. When they were jogging on side-by-side treadmills, she spied his awkward physical interest, and literally stared before looking at his embarrassed eyes. She said, "I'm flattered. Hey, do you like to jog or hike?". Horribly embarrassed and thoroughly confused, Ben said, "I sometimes go on long walks at the beach or the forest. Not much of a jogger I'm afraid." "I often go out to Telowie at night and work my ass off." Was this an invitation? A date? A sneaky come-on? "Is it safe?" Kelly giggled and said, "I haven't met anyone yet I can't handle, if you know what I mean." Ben had no idea what she meant, but when he left the gym, he decided enough was enough. He needed to exorcise his stupid fascination and get back to his roots. Kelly Ravane could be a scintillating gymrat workout partner but that was all she could ever be. He needed to find men to fuck him silly and maybe a man or two he could fuck as well. Ben had heard stories about the secret cruising nightlife at Telowie Creek reserve. If the stories were true he should not have a problem. Late that night, he showered, cleaned himself out thoroughly, popped a Cialis just in case he got lucky. The summer night air felt warm so Ben wore only a T-shirt and stubbies. Then he drove to the north edge of the city. The reserve was little more than a small parking area and toilet block with a well-worn nature trail leading into a gorge and a thousand hectare hilly forest. He parked next to two other cars. Ben grabbed his backpack and headed up the footworn trail. It followed the creek before angling up out of the gorge and deep into the reserve. Darkness wrapped around Ben like a silent blanket. A gibbous moon ghosted the trail that wound beneath tall spooky trees. He looked back at the lights of the city of Flinders, spread across Encounter Bay, then trudged on. Along the way he caught sight of a possum, a small koala, a cat, and a few small bats. After twenty minutes Ben had not passed a soul. Soon his hand drifted down and found an unexpected present. He had not even noticed he had become hard. Not just ordinary hard but thick, solid, thumping hard. The Cialis clearly worked well. I need relief, he thought. And I need to get rid of these thoughts about Kelly! Ben pulled off his T-shirt and stuffed it into the pack. Moonglow sparkled the perspiration on his shadowed body. His hand slid past the elastic of his shorts and his fingers squeezed the naughty culprit. Solid as a tree, it demanded immediate attention. He pulled the shorts down. His cock sprang free. The warm night air on his exposed groin and thighs felt exhilarating. He shucked his shorts and stuffed them into the pack, too. There was nothing better to Ben than being hard. He tried to be in that euphoric condition as often as possible. Getting off once or twice every day was normal; his record was five separate times due, in part, to nasty thoughts about Kelly. Boldly nude, fingering his powerful erection, Ben headed onward. Out of the forest, across a small paddock then just around a boulder pile covered in blackberry vines, he found a well-worn spur trail that lead down to a grassy creek bank. A perfect spot to take care of his demanding problem. Ben pulled out a large blanket, spread it over the damp grass, and stripped off his shoes and socks. Feeling the cooling night breeze caress his naked body, he lay down, took hold of his throbbing problem and began to seriously deal with it. He closed his eyes and an erotic image of Kelly sprang up in his sexually charged mind. No good! He forced himself to picture men. His ex partner, his ex fuckbuddy, his quirky lover at uni, even his fuck-friend at high school. Their bodies, their cocks, their times fucking each other. He imagined many nameless strange men taking their wild turns with him, demanding men with great big throbbing cocks relentlessly breeding his wanton ass with their thick splooge, their manbatter seed, their potent jizz, their vigorous fucking, their loud grunts and commands. Men who would not care if he became knocked up or not. Men who just wanted to use him for their own pleasure and release. He willingly took their insistent cocks in his mouth and hands and sissy cunt. He would be their trashy whore cumdump, allowing anyone to fuck his greedy ass and breed him raw. Soon he began to moan as the sensual feelings and panting breath rose in his emotionally tormented body. He imagined bending Kelly over the cold bathroom sink at home and hardfucking her in the ass from behind, and the outrageous things she shouted and screamed. "Uh ... uh ..." His fist furiously jerked up and down, slipping the foreskin over and back until he needed more stimulation. He yanked the foreskin back. His palm rubbed his sensitive nude knob. He moaned and grunted. He lifted his hips, strained and roughly mauled his long erection. "'Uh! Ug! Fuck! Fuck! Kelly! Fuck!" A sharp snap stole his attention. Caught like a rabbit in headlights, he froze and flicked his head right then left. There, only a few meters away, a shadowy figure stood watching him. The mysterious person took another step and Ben saw in the moonlight she stood naked from the waist up. A T-shirt dropped from her hand. Large breasts swayed with her slow steps and her other hand was doing something in her open cut-offs. He recognized the legs, the boobs, then the smiling cheeky face. It was Kelly! She did not bolt, did not say anything but pushed her short cut-offs down revealing a solid big erect cock! She stared open-mouthed at his. Then she smiled again at his shocked eyes. Kelly knelt on the blanket and pushed his hand away. "Don't waste it, hun. Here, give me your dick." She grasped the base of his aching rod and descended. He raised onto elbows and shook his blurry head. He felt her slowly run her fingers and tongue along his shaft, then tender lips kiss the tip before she engulfed him. Her tongue swirled as she began to lick the crown. Ben cringed as if lightning had struck three times. It had been so long! He blurted, "Fuck! I can't believe this is happening." "Believe it," Kelly mumbled around his cock. She worked his cock with wanton expertise, massaged his full balls, and snickered at the distinct jerks and shudders and moans she caused. With just the wet tip of her twisting experienced tongue, Kelly teased the sensitive crown of Ben's heavily engorged shaft. His blood boiled. Nerves cried out. She fluttered her tongue then swooped down, taking him deep, squeezing the steaming tip with her tongue and throat. He felt her power and demand. And, strangely, he did not want to squirm and run away. She pulled up and commented, "I like the way you react When I do this..." He shook. "Or this..." He cringed. "Or this..." He sucked air and his fingers tore at the blanket. Her hand pumped steadily up and down, twisting and turning and massaging. Then her head drifted down and he felt the wet power again from a supreme mistress of the oral art. The incredible sensations Kelly forced from his cock throughout his body felt like quickfire. They built and built, minute after minute, until he thought he couldn't take any more. Through the blinding mist of passion, he thrashed under her attack to the point of shouting. "I can't. I"m going to..." "Not yet!" Kelly spun around until her nice long cock and full balls dangled above his amazed face. As he felt her try to swallow his prick, he guided her length into his eager mouth and licked and sucked violently as she was doing to him. She felt solid and tasted rubbery. His fingers kneaded Kelly's fleshy rear buttocks. He stimulated her plunging cock, worshiped it, trying desperately not to cum himself. He concentrated on her pleasure. He tried to swallow her tip but she was so hard it proved impossible so he let her rub her engorged knob on the roof of his sucking and licking mouth. She began to moan around his hard pole and try to push deeper at the same time. When he sucked hard, she paused and shuddered. He jerked and sucked her harder. Her heavy balls swung and smacked him in the chin as she thrust. She moaned, "Oh, yes, that feels so fucking good!" She shuddered. "That's it. Oh, fuck, yes! I am so turned on!" "Now who's reacting," he mumbled around her jumping cock. On a whim, his fingers probed her rear pucker. He pushed his middle finger inside and found her wet and yielding. She clenched on him as he pumped in and out. It was enough of a diversion to help him hold on. He inhaled through his nose. His senses reeled. He felt her strength and the weight of her taught body, her strong thighs pressing against his ears as she surged against his face. "So good," he heard. Her panting and smooth sinuous movement sparked his invigorated nerves. He sucked hard and pulled her ass. "Fuck! I'm … almost there already," she panted. "Almost there… Almost… You're making me... Uh… uh… uh… Yes! Oh, fuck yes!" Gasping, she smashed her shaking body against his face and stifled a yell. Ben's rutting fingers were clamped in a strong vice. Shots of white sticky mangoo flooded his surprised mouth. He gagged then swallowed quickly, trying desperately not to let a drop of her salacious nectar escape. He heard her moan again and felt her body shimmer through the pulsing orgasm while more shots of wonderful sticky juice flooded. Even while she shot, she sucked his cock so hard he felt a zap of pain. She locked her tight anus fiercely around his fingers and sucked his prong frantically. Torture in ecstasy. When she finished unloading, Kelly rolled off Ben and lay on her back next to him. Deep breaths caused her large cones to rise and fall. Her feet brushed the side of his head, her hand fell on his hip. His slipped over hers and touched her softening dick. It still throbbed at his touch. "That was great," she said, smiling, sitting up on elbows, catching her breath. Her fantastic breasts seemed fuller and her nipples stood proud. "I feel all tingly and nice. Hey, are you going to waste that stiffie?" She tapped his erection. Her smile seemed wider than the Moon above. "I've been trying to hold off for you." Kelly swung a long leg over Ben and slid down his neck and chest until her round butt rested at the tip of his throbbing hard-on. Her bare stomach pushed eagerly against his own. She leaned down onto his body and sucked his tongue into her greedy mouth. Over and over she slid her tongue against his and pressed her solid prick along side his hard cock. The kiss evolved into something more. But she suddenly lifted her head. A complex expression raked her eyes. "Why am I hesitating?" With a huge smile, she pushed her body up. Her tits raked his chest and his his rock-hard cock was forced to probe between her fleshy rear mounds until the tip pressed at her puckered entrance. "This what you want?" he whispered. "You have to ask?" Her workout strong thighs squeezed his hips. "I know you want to fuck me!" "Bareback?" "Only way to fly, hun." Kelly hugged him tight and threw her face beyond a kiss, licking his lips, sucking his tongue, sliding, probing, twisting. It was a kiss full of soul and passion. She pressed back and Ben popped in easily. Her hips descended until he was lodged. She felt slick as if she had pre-lubed just for tonight's encounter. His burning cock was lovingly gripped by strong muscles. She sat straight up, forcing him deep. She closed her eyes and began to move on him. "That's...wow...feels so good. Better than I imagined." Kelly slipped forward and back, sliding Ben's sensitive thick pole and rubbing her stomach against him at the same time. Playful magic spasms rippled along his sparkling length. She felt hot and alive. Re-energized, Ben began to thrust back. Their bellies slapped and rang, the sounds of their cries of delight echoed in the night. Harder and faster Ben drove into Kelly's eager tunnel. He pumped up and she ground down, forcing him deep. He reached around and his fingers hugged her surging buttocks. He could feel the pre-orgasmic sensations rise. His hot scrotum tingled. His cock began to throb. His tortured body undulated savagely as he plunged. He pushed up, she pressed down. She leaned on his quivering body and, together, they danced opposing rhythms, panting deeper and deeper into each others excited mouths. Passionate friction built and built until he could no longer hold back. "Kelly, I'm going to…" "Do it! Do it! Flood me! Breed me! Squirt your nasty cum into my worthless shemale body!" Ben thrust up fast. He felt his balls clench hard, his fluid rush up the stem, his expanding cock throb and pulse and jerk. With a loud grunt, he thrust and exploded. His entire body clenched. He stifled a shout of immense pleasure as he allowed himself to blast into her with ferocious ecstasy. Grunting and gasping together, his body convulsed as his sticky seed shot over and over, powerful squirt after squirt, in a timeless orgasmic haze. His blasts triggered something within Kelly, a second surprise orgasm, amazingly stronger than the first. She shouted, making no attempt to hide her own exhilarating pleasure. She fell forward, smacking her body against his. Her mouth clamped onto his. Her intense spasms clasped his throbbing shaft. Unable to stop, their paired orgasms powered onwards as if an invisible force had taken control and roped them together. In the severe peak of turbulent ecstasy, she squeezed him so tight the air flew from his tortured lungs into hers. Kelly's head snapped up. Transformed by intense sexual energy, her face split into a wide, happy, gorgeous smile. Ben began to laugh with her. Even while laughing together, another orgasmic wave crashed through her, causing that beautiful feminine face to writhe and twist through surprise and pleasure. Her tongue flicked on his wet lips, and, with gritted teeth, as if demon possessed, she resumed madly gyrating while sparkling joy forced even greater laughter. She sat up and fucked hard and fast as if possessed. Amazingly, she climaxed again in less than a minute. This time she cried out and her glorious cock spat ropes of hot fluid across his chest. "Oh, fuck! I … I have to stop!" Panting heavily, staring into his excited eyes, she whispered, "Thank you." She took his head in her palms and softly kissed him. Her sensitive body quivered in his hands with pleasurable aftershocks. "Thank you," he answered, huge smiling, lungs still heaving. He admired Kelly's angelic shadowed face, her dark eyes, her thick lovely hair. His hands slipped lovingly from her round bum up her strong back then the sides of her firm breasts, down her flanks and hips to smooth bare legs. He felt bonded to the most beautiful person in the world. "You're fantastic! I've never felt anything that strong before! It's like some type of energy sprang right out of you and into me…and it spun around and flew back to you. It felt like we gave something to each other. Like we connected. Like..." She took a deep breath. Her breasts swelled, nipples hardened and she shuddered. "You did everything right." She raised and leaned back but kept him embedded inside her perspiring body. He could feel her playfully squeezing his tumid length with practiced internal muscles. Her own cock bobbed with each loving squeeze. "You feel too perfect for me." Softly, "In far too many ways. My gurlcunt doesn't want to let go of you. You're right where you belong. But I wonder if I'm too much for a nice man like you." Ben gazed at her glorious breasts and sighed. "I have never experienced anything like that before! I don't know how to describe it. Intense. Overwhelming. Significant. Explosive. Exuberant. Is that what you're feeling, too? Is this what great sex feels like?" "You never had sex like this? Honestly?" "Not like this! I only ever dreamed about it!" "I felt your whole body get into it. I love how you squirm and shout. It'll be ringing in my head for months." She smiled. "I can still feel you twitch inside me. Aren't you worn out?" "Oh, no!" Ben raised himself up on elbows, looked at her semi-hard cock pointed at his face, and they laughed together again. He said, "I don't know what else to say." He tried to reach but could not quite get her cock to his lips and tongue. "Fancy meeting you way out here late at night might be a start," Kelly offered. "And 'I love fucking you.' And 'I was hoping to find someone to fuck.' Seriously, you have no idea how bad I have wanted you since I first saw you at the gym. I've been so consumed with lust it was everything I could do not to jump your body in public." He did not admit he came to the park to try to get away from her, but said, "I remembered what you said about the park." "How sweet. I'm glad you took my hint but why didn't you make a move sooner? I've been waiting for it, hun. Have to admit I wasn't sure about you, either, if you would take to what I am, but I waited, and I normally do not wait. I guess I have wanted you that bad." Ben said, "I'm gay. I wasn't sure about my feelings. I thought you were ... well ... I am so glad you have this." He reached and wrapped his fingers around her cock. It responded happily. "Gay? I wondered. I hoped. And that's great! I'm the wanton wild girl with the big surprise that you're holding," she said, flexing her dick in his hand. "Gay men love me." She chuckled and rose. His softening prick flopped out onto his stomach, glistening wet in the moonglow. She reached down and fondled his balls then ran a finger across his chest and sucked her juice with a naughty expression. "Straight men love me, too. All kinds of men. Here, give me your dick again." Those words felt like Magic to Ben. Kelly dropped to his side and took his cock in both hands. He lay back and let her do what she wanted. In moments he was hard again. The Cialis was clearly working. She giggled, bent and sucked before saying, "What am I doing? I so need to fuck you." She stood on knees and he saw her cock was a renewed hard pole standing up and begging for more. She gleefully scooted between his legs and levered his thighs apart with her hips. She held his legs apart with a strong grip on his ankles, reared over him, and roughly pushed into his yielding ass. He opened easily and gripped her solid sliding pole with his internal muscles. Painless, she felt huge. A wonderful, lovely, filling type of huge. She closed her eyes and literally sighed. "Your slutty cunt feels so good. I can feel you tighten up for me. Oh, that's great! I am going to so bang you senseless." Kelly savagely fucked into Ben. In a minute, trying to meet her quick thrusts, Ben felt something more than her cock sliding inside him and her body slamming against him. He moaned. "You feel better than ... oh, fuck! Feels like I'm going to cum already! What are you doing to me?" "Making you cum like you've never cum before, hun, just like I do. I love watching your amazed face, seeing your reactions, your excited responses, feeling your body react. Stop trying to hold back so much! Just go with the fuck and cum when you feel like it. Won't mean we're finished when you do." Ben suddenly squirmed. A sensation of intense pleasure burst inside his ass, almost like a small explosion. His entire body cringed like all his sensitive nerves had been zapped. He felt as if he were cumming but he wasn't shooting anything. His body twisted and his cock jerked between their bodies but it did not wilt. Panting heavily, Ben felt as if he could just keep going without needing a recharge. "Gotcha," she said. Kelly fucked on, her heavy boobs swaying between her arms, an intense expression of joy twisting her lovely face. Her sliding, rubbing, pumping prick lit something like liquid fire in his ass. All his nerves twitched. Tingles quickly built. With a loud gasp and moan, his entire body exploded again. He squirmed but Kelly continued to fuck until his eyes rolled when an even stronger wave struck. She laughed and continued to drive into him even harder. "You fucking bitch!" he said loudly. "If feels like you're screwing orgasms into me." "That's exactly what I'm doing! And yes, that's what I am, a fucking bitch who is fucking you. Oh,I'm almost there, too!" She fell onto his prone body and kissed him roughly while continuing to fiercely pound her steely cock as deep and as rough as she could. Her tongue bored between his lips and probed. Her enthusiastic lips felt divine. Kelly suddenly pulled out, sat up and licked her lips. "I love seeing your eyes roll and feel your body shake when you assgasm." "Get back in!" Ben pleaded. "Want more, do we? How can I refuse such a pretty man! You are simply so much fun, Freak! That'll be my special name for you. My Freak who makes me want to top." Kelly reared over him and shoved her cock back into Ben's willing hole. She resumed fucking hard, pounding her cock in and out at high speed, shuddering herself from rising feelings. His eyes rolled again and he started shaking immediately. "You are such a slutty cunt," she said. "I want to make you my cumdump slut and have you take my cum whenever I want. Will you do that for me?" "Whatever you want," Ben puffed, trying to take a few breaths before the next assgasm overwhelmed. "You can take me as many times as you want ... make me your slutty whore." "I'll do more than that, Freak! I'll make you take anyone else's cum that I want, too." "Yes! Yes! Yes! As many as you want." Ben's mind whirled in new sexual heights. He twisted. It felt as if his nerves flamed even brighter. Kelly huffed with each powerful thrust. "Oh! You feel great! Your body...your cunt. What you're doing to me! I can't stop fucking. I am going to so blast you!" Ben's hands slipped down and gripped her hunching round ass while she continued to plunge viciously. Her large hanging boobs brushed his chest. Her thick hair swayed around her excited face and shoulders. "Oh! I'm cumming again!" Ben exclaimed. His entire body shook while Kelly ruthlessly drove on. "Your hard cock feels so good. Don't stop. Fuck my sissy cunt harder. I will do anything you want. I'll be your loving cumdump! Just don't ever stop!" He knew he meant those words. He was now hers and he would do whatever nasty thing she desired. "God, you're tight!" Kelly gasped as Ben clenched. She rode hard into him. "You mean that? Anything I want?" "Yes! Yes! Anything!" She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Don't freak out but we're being watched." Ben stopped moving but Kelly continued to shove into him. He looked around but did not see anyone. She said, "Just go with whatever I say. It'll all be good. You'll love it." She raised up and resumed thrusting. She said loudly, "I'm sure some of my friends and acquaintances who frequent this place will like breeding you, too." "That's right, we will," Ben heard. Kelly slowed her movements but did not stop. Despite this being a dream come true, he found the situation confronting. He swallowed and felt his dick soften. Years ago at uni, he had been involved in a threesome, but this was very different. He was naked, being enthusiastically fucked by a beautiful shemale for whom he had special feelings and trust, and now it seemed as if he was about to be bred like a hunk of meet. He felt excited and apprehensive. Kelly, on the other hand, seemed to accept the situation as if was normal, and she seemed to be enjoying his unease. Three men stepped close enough so Ben could see their shapes. One was tall and thin, the other medium height but stocky and bearded and the third he couldn't quite make out. She pulled out, sat back and said to the men, "You've already fucked me but you can fuck him now." Her cock stood tall and shiny in the moonlight. "Go ahead and fuck my cumdump sissy boyfriend here." The tall man threw off his coat revealing a hard naked body with a long stiff cock. Grinning, the wiry man glared down and said, "Boyfriend? You? Him? Really?" "Thought you got enough of me before, Sam. But I see you're ready again. What about your mate here?" The tall man ignored Kelly and ordered Ben, "Turn over, slut. I'm gonna breed you." Taking a deep breath of courage, Ben looked at Kelly for reassurance then rolled onto his stomach. "On your knees. Show me your sissy cunt." Ben raised onto hands and knees and waited. He felt the man behind kneel and pull his round cheeks apart. The thick man dropped before Ben's face. He had removed his pants. A short, cut, hard cock waggled. Before Ben could open his mouth, he was shoved from behind. Sam jabbed his dick straight into Ben and began rooting fast. Ben took the other man's cock into his mouth and sucked and licked while he was being savagely fucked. He felt used...and he felt wonderful! His body shuddered as it was jerked by Sam's strong pumping. Ecstasy was building fast again. Next to him, Kelly dropped to her hands and knees as well. "Fuck me, too!" The third man, now nude, rushed behind and jammed himself into her willing body. Ben could just make out this man's bear-type body as he ruthlessly shoved into her. Kelly yelled, "Fuck my boyfriend hard! Fuck his slutty cunt! Go on, shoot your hot jizz into him. He's just a worthless piece of human trash I picked up for entertainment. He's such a big needy whore that he'll let anyone I ask fuck him." The front man shoved into Ben's mouth and said to the other, "Fuck his cunt! Flood his sissy cunt with your hot cum. I'll make him drink my nasty seed!" The man at the back, Sam, said, "His slutty sissy cunt feels good wrapped around my bare cock!" Ben sucked hard causing the nameless man to groan. "This bitch is a good cocksucker!" "Don't care," Ben heard, "but his cunt is tight." Kelly looked over at Ben and smiled reassuringly while the third man pounded into her. Her body shook as if she were being pummeled. Her eyes rolled then shut as his fucking got to her. Ben began to moan around a mouthful of stiff cock. His ass flamed, still jumping from Kelly's earlier stimulation. Little pleasurable shocks blasted through him. The man behind shoved hard. Ben's body shook from the dual pounding. He was still in heaven. His dream had more than come true. He let the men have their way with him and that was nothing short of magnificent. The men bred him ferociously. He heard Kelly cry out, glanced and saw her hard cock spit. Amazing he thought. Then she yelled. Ben knew her rider had unloaded. She turned toward Ben and began to laugh reassuringly. Seconds later Sam grunted, shoved hard, and unloaded into Ben. And unloaded. And unloaded as if he would never stop. Searing blast after blast filled Ben's receptive, gripping ass. His head reeled from the severe feelings. He felt the hot sticky seed run down his thighs. The man fucking his mouth shoved hard and roared. Ben felt goo squirt into his mouth. Despite swallowing, some escaped. All three men stumbled back, grabbed their coat and clothes, and, without a word, vanished into the night. Kelly leaned and bumped Ben's shoulder. He fell on his side. She pushed him onto his back and scrambled between his legs and arms. She shoved an obviously super-hard cock back into his well-lubed sissy cunt. She looked down at his confused face. "How do you feel now? Are you still my cumdump slut?" He nodded and said, "I mean it. Anything you want. This has been amazing. I'm not very experienced. I've only been with a few guys. I bet you've had plenty." What a weird thing to talk about when being fucked, Ben thought. But Kelly made him relax. He felt as if he could now say anything to her in complete safety and trust, especially when she was in him like this. Kelly shook her head and pursed her lips and paused pushing. "How do you feel about me now? Revolted?" "You're magnificent. My idol." "Really? Maybe you won't think that if you knew every slutty thing about me." Ben looked into Kelly's shadowed eyes. "I want to know the lot. You won't hurt me, no matter what you say." She said, "Alright. I am a serious cumdump, Ben, a filthy TS whore always begging for more. I am a shemale slut and proud of those labels and words. I have sucked all kinds of dicks and cocks in all kinds of places and been fucked by most of them. So many men have had their way with me I couldn't possibly count. I try to never say no. I rarely top. But with you, all I want to do is ram," she pushed hard into him, "and ram and ram my demanding gurlcock into your boycunt as much as I can, and cum as many times as I can." She resumed moving. "I want to seed you, breed you, load your slutty ass so many times it'll overflow in fucking torrents. I want to feel you cringe and clench when I blast my hot jizz into you and make you mine. I want to force you to cum, too, so I can see your face twist and feel your body cringe from what I am doing. You respond so well!" Kelly raised her body. Her large hanging boobs brushed his chest with each of her powerful thrusts causing her nipples to swell and tingle. Her thick hair swayed around her excited face and shoulders "Sam fucked me earlier and those three have had me before plenty of times. A lot of other men frequent this reserve and especially this spot. This was a quiet night. They treat me like a worthless cunt to breed, and that is exactly what I want. I love it! This is the other me, the secret me, my slutty, demanding, worthless, sex-addicted me, not the nice girl you met at the gym. Are you alright with all this? I really like you, Ben, and you fit my body perfectly. Do you still want to be with me? Do you still want to be my Freak? Can you take me, hun?" Ben took a deep breath, felt Kelly's solid pole right where it belonged, and smiled up into her concerned face. "I couldn't ask for better. Always dreamed about being used like that. You're just fabulous. And don't you dare stop enjoying others!" "I'll have to arrange a manwich then." She grinned and kissed him lightly. "I get to be in the middle." "Love to. Boyfriend?" Ben croaked. She resumed fucking. "Wasn't that fun? But sure, why not? About time I had someone regular. We get along well enough, and you've been in my mind so much I'm sure I will want a lot more of you. I want to use your cunt all the time even if you can't take any more, and I want you to be ready any time I want it, whether I want to fuck you or be fucked. Tell you what, I'll come home with you and spend the night fucking your brains out. Oh, and I'll warn you: I shoot jizz like a man but I can cum like a woman, over and over, without going soft. Some men get really freaked out by it. Is that okay?" "Oh, that's fabulous! Yes!" Ben exclaimed from both her exuberant interest and his renewed assgasmic cringing. He even felt his cock stiffen again, and he felt as if he might finally shoot hands-free. "Just one more time, please, before we go." Kelly Ravane resumed using Ben's excited body like her own personal fleshlight, ramming her engorged cock into him harder than before, huffing onto his excited face. Soon she cried, "Once is never enough!" and began to unload with more roaring spasms. XXX

Chapter 8 finally here! --- Part 8: Look at the pig! -HIV: Chemistry. That was the correct definition for what I saw; my carrier and Ian, the blind guy, were no longer able to live without each other. “We call it love”, my carrier explained, “and soon enough you will live in Ian’s blood stream too. He’ll teach you what this feeling means, I’m sure” The bad sensations Ian gave me were subsiding due to talents I discovered he had, starting from music; my first copies lived in a singer’s body and knowing Ian played piano was one more reason to fully approve their bond. Without his previous boyfriend around, this guy showed all his devotion to my carrier PozCop. And to me, despite he didn’t know about my skills yet. “Why are you treating the virus as a human being?” Ian often asked this question to his soon to be gifter, without getting a proper answer: “you must trust me and you’ll learn it by yourself”. But if the neg guy couldn’t hear me talking and it wasn’t his fault, I did not understand the way he was called by his future gifter. Pig. It’s true, PozCop listened to my fears and the first time had protected sex with his chaser preventing me from transferring to the new host; but then? What was dirty or wrong? Ian was just attempting to save his gifter’s loads in the only way possible: tasting my carrier’s DNA before the main event. It didn’t take long for them to get home and after bringing suitcases upstairs, I finally noticed Ian and my carrier walking hand in hand towards the bedroom, more excited than before. How proud I felt, this time he perfectly understood my signals and when I saw him making out with the guy I was sure next fuck would be the right one. Such a lucky virus I am, my current and future hosts are allowing me to participate in their life better than any other HIV in the world! And knowing my transfer to Ian’s body has some witnesses, makes me feel even stronger emotions. For the first time. Yes, this is a good start to enjoy human emotional lives. --- -Hunter: I was still on PozCop’s bed, half asleep, when a sudden buzz came from my phone; I opened my eyes and Ryan, my viral brother, was no longer next to me. Maybe Gifter ordered him something and he had to obey! Thinking about this, I unlocked my smartphone and found a weird message: “Ian needs help, look at the video please”. It came from Sharon, the girl who helped my former boyfriend during his everyday life. I did not want him to hate me after I dumped him, so I hoped she was trying to reunite us. “Look at the pig”, she said smiling at the camera; then the scene moved to Ian. Using his backpack as a table, he was sitting inside PozCop’s car eating and sucking a used condom, with his tongue coming in and out from his mouth savoring all cum contained there. I paused playback, conflicted on what to say: whose cum was that? What was Ian becoming, without me? All this mess happened only because I decided to have two gifters instead of one. But no, my guy has not guts to take revenge on me, I’d put my hand on fire for that. The door opened, abruptly interrupting my thoughts: Sharon came inside the room, followed by Ryan, and sat next to me. “We know how you feel”, the girl said; “I am aware you want Ian back. So, you must obey to all of us!” “And you also don’t want Gifter to punish you for cheating”, Ryan added; “well, from now on do not protest, whatever we’ll do to you. Don’t make us waste time, when Gifter comes you must be more than ready. Now get your ass of the bed, and stand up next to the coathanger.” With a malicious grin, Sharon took my phone and selected “Family/Friends” groups from contact list: “Remember cheater: if you rise up against us, all your loved ones will become aware about your real slutty nature.” I took a deep breath and stood up, while Ryan gave some ropes to the girl, who lifted my arms and tied my wrists to the upper hooks and Ryan took care of my ankles, tied to the hanger’s feet. “What, what are you…” “I said don’t protest!” Ryan almost screamed, fastening a tight blindfold to my eyes and pushing a dirty cloth into my mouth. “These are my first poz fluids”, Sharon smiled. “Suck them and don’t talk or move. Otherwise… you know what’s next.” I only knew I had no way to fight for freedom, my duty was to be a toy for whoever was coming! I heard footsteps approaching from outside and stopping in front of the open door; tied as I was, I really felt vulnerable! Without any words, Ryan and Sharon applied a tight collar to my neck and a short leash attached to the hanger’s lowest hook. “If you move you’ll strangle yourself”, they warned me; “so you know what to do. We don’t want to hear any sound coming from your useless undetectable body, don’t disappoint us. Or you end up locked in chastity”. Other two people were coming, and I perceived their deliberate intention to act as I didn’t even exist! I immediately recognized Ian and PozCop talking to each other, they referred about a big event and someone filming, I started to feel my heart beating fast. Ian, my love, my future chaser, was a sex toy for everyone of us? Or I was their doll? I really did not understand what was happening, till PozCop ripped the blindfold and cloth violently from my face allowing me to see them clearly: both of them were naked and hard, making out in front of me! --- -Ian: “Hey pig”, PozCop whispered shaking my shoulders. “Are you ready?” I nodded, smiling at him: everything was definitely true! I was breathless after climbing a staircase, hand in hand with the man of my dreams! The same man who recently pozzed and impregnated my best friend but strangely I did not feel jealous at all, I was rather happy for all of us. “My suitcase”, I reminded him trying to focus on other topics. “I do not trust leaving it here in the corridor. There’s my computer inside!” “I’m a cop”, he remarked squeezing my arm; “PozCop. Your gifter. No one will harm you or steal your things till I’m around! Now strip and leave your clothes here.” Maybe he was right to call me pig, this man had completely corrupted me in a short time! Who could guess I’d accept to strip naked in a stranger’s house before! Even worse, without hesitation I packed my belongings and consented to move with him no matter what was going to happen! His expert and seductive hands on my body, sent all doubts away: in no time our clothes were on the floor next to my suitcase and I felt his warm fingers exploring my skin. “I could fuck you here”, he smiled with his lips on my neck; “but the main event is in my bedroom! Let me take you there!” He held me tight in his arms, guiding me through the corridor; I had the impression he did not want me to explore my surroundings with my touch or smell, all that mattered was his embrace and it felt so right! I finally experienced the floor change under my feet, cold marble of the corridor replaced by a soft, warm carpet; I realized we entered a long room when suddenly he stopped walking and pushed me ahead, towards an obstacle I didn’t immediately identify. “Fall”, he commanded; “relax and let yourself go! It’s soft, trust me!” He deliberately hit my knee with his, causing me to lose my balance completely; I actually fell down and realized to be on a mattress! “This is our family bed”, he told me guiding my hand on the sheets. “Every chaser of mine has stayed here in all conversion phases. From gifting to flu, to their first poz fuck with me.” I tried to retract my hand but Gifter’s grip was firm! I was disgusted, my fingers were touching a big dried stain of who knows what biological fluid or whatever. “It is Sharon’s”, he continued positioning his fingers next to mine; “here I took her virginity, negativity and conceived our child. I know how close you both are, so I decided to convert you on the same sheet containing her last neg fluids. It’s a rite of passage, you’re becoming brother and sister in a few weeks.” He laid next to me starting to lick and kiss all over my body while ripping off the bandage I had on my shoulder to cover the bite he gave me during the protected fuck we had at my old place. When the wound was totally uncovered, he began to suck it hard, making me yelp in pain. “Still neg blood coming from here”, he complained; “now it’s time to fix this!” “So you mean you’re going to fuck me bare?” He didn’t answer; his dominant tongue invaded my mouth and he kissed me hard, searching for my hole with his fingers. “Poz me”, I begged him breaking the kiss; “give me your superior DNA now!” “YES, now it’s time!” He almost screamed, getting up from the bed. “Just one more second.” Where on Earth was he going? I heard him walking around bare feet on the carpet till I noticed other strange sounds: he was pulling a chain, maybe a leash or whatever. And ripped another bandage from someone; did he bite another chaser, was there someone else in the room? I suspected so, I felt at least another man’s breathing there but I had no courage to ask questions; I had always imagined my pozzing as a one-to-one intimate event with my gifter but I understood it was not the case to protest. Losing this man could be a disaster for me! When I heard him approaching the bed again, I was already on all fours with my hole twitching in anticipation. He slowly started to insert his tongue in me causing me to moan aloud. “Fuck, Gifter”, I said. “Your tongue feels so fucking good!” He continued like that for some more minutes till I got completely wild: “Fuck me now”, I whimpered. “Make me poz!” Finally I felt him entering with a finger, then two, then three; “I think Hunter didn’t give you such attentions, am I wrong?” Why was he talking about my former boyfriend in this situation! “Yes”, I shyly answered. “Sex with him was boring. Really boring.” Again I heard a strange chain sound and a male voice yelping in pain, but I could not recognize who it was; my gifter seemed not to care about it and insisted talking dirty about Hunter: “Imagine your former partner is here, Ian”, he told me while teasing my hole with his dick head. “He’s getting the appropriate revenge for leaving a wonderful boy like you!” “Who gives a damn about that fucker! I want you Gifter”, I pleaded; “give me your toxic load!” With a couple hard thrusts he was all the way in me, bareback of course. Lost in the sex euphoria I thought to hear someone taking pictures but Gifter kept me concentrated on our fuck. “These are your last neg minutes”, he announced; “there’s no turning back!” Our bodies moved simultaneously in that long waited fuck session, his arms surrounding me and holding me tight in a passionate embrace. “Tell the world what you want”, he suddenly said. “Scream, chaser, scream aloud!” Once more those camera sounds filled the room, but my gifter’s body and scent made me forget them: “Poz me”, I begged again. “Give me your HIV!” “Say it”, he ordered. “Let Hunter know how worthless he is. Who do you belong to, boy?” I was getting close and he understood it but he seemed determined not to make me cum; “I’m yours”, I panted. “Gifter Adri, PozCop, you’re the only one who owns me!” I had to admit it, sex with that man drove me crazy like no others and I screamed my pleasure even louder, squeezing his bare member with my hole. “HUNTER!” He suddenly shouted holding my hips firmly. “Watch me! Do you like how I’m pozzing your boyfriend?” He was trying to increase my excitement, I supposed. Till I recognized Hunter’s voice coming directly from the wall in front of us! “Ian”, my ex cried; “my love, please don’t…” “Shut up, undetectable!” PozCop commanded to him; it was true, my former partner was tied to the wall with a chain. Or a leash, I couldn’t be completely aware of what blocked him there but I was sure he was not able to move properly. “Fucking blank-shooter, your time has expired; let Ian make his own choices!” Hunter started to protest, causing the chain to tighten even further; I was conflicted then, despite enjoying the fuck I did not want to hear the guy I had loved for a long time, strangling himself to fight for freedom. “Do you want me to stop, my chaser?” Gifter asked, without pulling out from my hole. “It’s your last opportunity.” He stopped moving but didn’t take his warm hands off my hips; he began to caress me instead, trying to calm me down. “I never… I never cheated”, Hunter still cried. “I promise, Ian, come with me and I’ll stop meds completely. I forgive you boy, please, let me be your gifter!” “Say it”, PozCop whispered again caressing me more and more passionately. “Tell Hunter who is owning this hole! Or tell me to stop! It’s up to you!” As an answer I pushed back, allowing the man’s dick to enter me in deeper; I felt he was getting close so I started moving back and forth again, faster and faster. “I’m sorry Hunter”, I almost sobbed. “He is my gifter now. Breed me, PozCop!” “Here it comes”, he grunted spanking me hard. “Take my highly toxic cum!” I finally felt complete with my man cumming inside me, I had known it since I met him on the Internet for the first time and in the end the day had come; totally spent we collapsed on the bed, where another stain formed: my last neg seed was now mixed with Sharon’s blood and whatever else coming from other chasers. “Tell me the truth”, I asked Gifter; “Hunter is not the only one watching us.” “No”, he grinned, “Sharon was filming everything and Ryan, your second viral brother, took pictures. But trust me: Hunter has been hard for the entire event!” “Yeah”, Sharon confirmed; “I have everything documented in a video and soon enough it’ll be published on Internet. Just the time to prepare text and audio descriptions for you to fully enjoy your conversion while experiencing your fuck flu.” “Game is not over yet”, PozCop told her; “turn the camera on again because now I’ll free Hunter. His duty is to insert my biggest anal plug in Ian’s ass to keep my loads safely inside.”

It was nice to finally let my limbs be free, though hanging as the floor had made me a bit numb. I didn't have to grip the chains as they were neatly locked onto. I was also incapable of moving with my legs being spread for the whole room to see. I finally saw the man that instructed Kyle. He was gorgeous. Even better looking than Master Pierre if I dare say. There was something pure in him that I sensed. His voice was gentle but affirming. When the lights above me got brighter, I was able to fully appreciate his physique. "I'm George. At this moment, try to think of this as a sort of mini break for you. It doesn't get easier, but you do become stronger and better in becoming one of us." If I saw George in public, I wouldn't have the courage to speak to him. His warmth during this ritual was unexpected, reassuring to say the least. The men in the room got closer now, circling the sling I was in with George right in front of me. . Slowly, teasing my hole with his cock, he passed me a few hits and held my head to kiss me. It's strange, his kiss was passionate, as if there was a kind intention behind it. He caressed my body, which was continuously sweating and brushed my hair, whispering to me how good this was for me. "Don't worry boy, this is all for your own good. You know you will be released from everything after this, your ability to control your desire after facing it for good." Another hit and he still circled the tip of his cock around my hole. "Do you want this?" "Yes.." "I need you to beg for it like you did before, but this time I want you to really mean it. Say what you want, we're all here to make sure you know what you want." "I really need your cock in me, Sir. Please, I beg you, give it to me." "Don't be to needy now.." "Breed me Sir. I need to have you breed me and transform me like the rest of you. Fill me your toxic load and use me as you please." "Very creative. Good boy." He was still teasing, and back and forth he asked me if I want it, which I never fail to quickly reply Yes in hopes that he finally enters me. "You're a good boy, you know that? Very obedient and knowing what to do. I like that bout you. Maybe Pierre here could let me coach you. If Markus here could proudly admit he's a cumdump, even though you wouldn't tell he could a few months ago, then I can't imagine how great you'll be." "I'll be better - I know I can." I panted, staring at his eyes, dilated on both our ends. "That's my boy...that confidence..it took a while for even Kyle to have the calibre you have. You got to spend more time in the gym though, so that once you gain the strength that these boys have, then I would consider you on the same level as they are now." He began pinching my nipples, releasing a soft yelp from me. He then examined my chest and my biceps, licking my armpit and spitting into my mouth. "You do have a better ass though, I've to admit. So tight and made for breeding." His index finger was now protruding me and I sighed in pleasure. Two more entered and as we locked eyes again, I mouthed "Please" as I couldn't hold my desire for his cock any longer. George nodded and in an instant, he drove himself into me, fast and gentle like never before. His pants, accompanied by the men's encouragement, persuaded me to try and rock myself into him, letting his arms clutch onto me. Never letting go even a single moment. Unlike the previous fuck tonight, George never broke eye contact. What he did was hypnotizing. He wanted to recognize the boy I am, the kind of hole I was meant to be, I could see in his eyes that he knew that about me. With each bead of his sweat dropping onto my chest, I was beginning to bond with him. It felt as if no one was in the room and that we were sharing an indescribable moment. I did not felt degraded but empowered, squeezing my hole on to him as he thrust his hole cock into me. He was longer than the rest, if I could estimate, George was wrecking my hole for almost 20 minutes. Even reaching climax took a while as I sensed it building up. He was panting louder than before, pecking me continuously, with our tongues dancing in mix of T, spit, cum and G. Both his hands were on my shoulder, close to the neck before he was about to cum. During this period, he started telling me his history with Master Vincent. "I don't usually do this, you know, talking to new recruits, but I know you and I have already started something special. I'll let you in on my story." Now, he was slowly rocking me, and the precum started to flow out of my hole. "Don't worry boy, I haven't cum yet. I can give Mikael a run for his money. Now, let me tell you how it happened.." His head rested on my shoulder now and his lips were on my right ear, giving it a taste and whispering how he joined. "A while ago, probably 2 years I think, I was recently divorced. I was bisexual, well still am and I realized that maybe I prefer men more. Real men. My ex-wife was great and we ended things well but I still wasn't satisfied, you know? I went to Pride, went to the bars and bath house but there was still something missing. I was already friends with Tina and it didn't get me fucked up like half the guys here, but still, when you have all the drugs in the world and you still feel hollow, what can you do?" I now see the parallels between him and I. Unlike him, I was ahead of the game. "Even the kinks didn't do it. And I sure wasn't into anything too [banned word]. Except for this. See, I met Master Pierre on a trip in Palm Springs and we clicked perfectly. He was also very candid with the things he did, explaining his reason to bareback, the Tina and the sex he does. When he told me the kind of recruitment he was doing and why he was doing it, it struck a chord in me that I knew was hidden." Fuck, he's getting me so excited and worthless in thinking that I was the only one who thought this way. "It was simple, I thought. Sure. Let me contribute to this mission of releasing our inhibitions but keep it exclusive, you see. That night, T was on me and Master Pierre tied me onto the bed of that all male hotel we were in. That jock you're wearing, was what I wore and boy that night, I finally found my calling. In addition to Pierre's seed, and the countless of guys who pounded me, I was in bliss. When Master Vincent arrived to give the final seed, I was relieved, satisfied and determined to live my life differently from then on. I worked out, improved the way I spoke and expanded this group you might think is a cult to what it is today. The day I knew I was poz, I bred 3 guys in the bathhouse. 2 who are here now." I looked at where George was looking and saw 2 guys who nodded. "You don't know what it's going to feel like, but I can assure you, you'll be free. I never looked back and I'm proud to continue this mission. Your youth only makes it better. I'm not just going to coach you but I'll also be your mentor if Pierre agrees. Do you want that?" "Yes, please, just breed me and fuck me good." "Haha, that's the T talking. Do you want me to guide you, Felix? "Yes Sir, I'll serve and train with you to follow your footsteps." "Now that's what I'd like to hear to make me cum. You want another charged load? One from Sir George, huh boy?" "Fuck yes." With a few thrusts, George finally came in me, and it was electric. Unlike the first two, I could really feel the warmth of his cum in me. To see him moan and release his load was absolutely rewarding. His sweats, still trailing down on his body shined and he rested himself on me, panting and pecking me again, biting and sucking my neck as a way to mark that I would be his. We continuously made out and just like that, he let go of me and looked to everyone as he said.. "Fun time over. Let's work this bitch to be one of us for good."

Pierre's poz father, who introduced himself as Vincent, instructed the room to be quiet as the techno song dimmed. He began to announce; "Felix here, a fresh grad, is also a fresh hole for us tonight. Now, as you gentlemen know, what we do is the complete opposite of vanilla. We're real men who fuck raw and breed raw. No loads refused. Isn't that right?" "Yes, Sir." The crowd agreed in unison. "I expect each of you to take your time with this hole and treasure the moment of this boy's transformation. You were in his position once and you know how great it was. Pierre, thank you for being consistent with your recruits. I don't know when this virus will take me, but I trust you to carry on my legacy." I heard Vincent grabbing Pierre's arm and brining himself closer to him, and they both embraced in making out, with Pierre sighing "thank you Sir. Thank you for the blessing." "Gentlemen, let's not waste time and begin this boy's true rite of passage." Claps and cheers echoed. As hard as I tried to take peak, I could only take a glimpse of the men who began to surround me, now fully unclothed and in leather gear. I was put back up, now kneeling in the middle of the room, still tied. Without any warning, I was impaled and my head jolted backwards uncontrollably as the collar was pulled. I finally was getting a proper fucking, gyrating my hole on who's cock I wasn't sure of. All I know was its girth was bigger than I was used to, and I could feel his pubic hair caressing my ass. "Boy, this is Adam. He joined not too long ago. Couldn't let of our friend Tina and found other ways to hang with her thanks to me. Adam never got on meds and we're not too sure how long along he is, but I can tell you that he fucks like a champ. Let me get you a new fix." As I panted and moaned, the pipe was put close to my mouth, welcoming the hit that has been deprived from me. Again, the pleasure heightened and I started to enjoy Adam's cock more in my hole. He must have been a bit stocky too as I could also feel his abs resting on my back. His swear trailed on to me and the only thing I could do was to control my ass to his rythm. Adam came up close to me, his head resting on my right shoulder, panting and whispering what a good hole I was. "You're so luck to be here bitch. When I was in your place, I tried so hard to fight it, to not want it. I got broken. You, you just embraced it. Lucky bitch." I couldn't give a coherent reply, only moans of approval that ended with .."I'm lucky that you're fucking me, Sir." "Damn right you are. These guys here, we lived in a generation where there's no fear and you're going to make sure that any boys that want to join us have none. Or, learn to not fear anymore. I can see that in you." Yes was all I could repeat . Pierre came close to me and took of my bondage mask and I can clearly see the state I was now in. "For every cum that's bred in you, a hit will be given. Okay boy?" "Yes, Sir." "Good." Master fed me with a shotgun and lapped my mouth, licking my lips and spitting into me, smiling in a way I've never seen before. It wasn't like the smirk he gave, but more of an excitement in disbelief, as if he didn't expect that a boy like me showing up in his place would be ready to serve and give it all. Adam was still fucking me, and looked at Master, who then nodded that it was time. "You're a special bitch you know that, I don't think I would've last this long" He was still panting and slapping my ass, gripping my waist to secure himself further in me. "You really got me ready to bust, you want that right boy?" "Fuck yes please, give me your cum." "My what?" "Your cum, please." "It's not just cum, boy. Say it and I'll give you" "Give me your poz cum please!" "Atta boy." The thrusts Adam was producing were now faster than usual, and as he released his moan, I could sense his discharge in me, coating my insides with his toxic load. "Fuck yes, boy, take it all in, let your hole soak my seed." Even after coming, he did not stop thrusting, instead it was as if he was churning his cum in me, while the rest of the men cheered for him. A new figure approached from the circle of men and made his way to face me, revealing his cock for me to suck. "While we wait Adam to finish up, let's get you started on your next cock." This time, he was younger than the rest of them and had middle eastern feature. His scruff and body hair was signalling me to taste every bit of him. Vincent started speaking, "This is Mikael. A wild one who's still closeted. But don't let that fool you, he was more than ready to carry my gift and give it to those who need. Bout 3 boys, isn't that right Mike?" "And all 3 are now at our disposal, any time we want too. Tina is such a good friend." I didn't realize how well endowed Mikael was. He even had a P.A. that went through my gag reflex, releasing tears from eyes. "Now now we don't want any water works. Let me give you a hand." Vincent lit up the pipe for Mikael and he shot gun it to me after pulling his cock out of me. The words Round 2 appeared in my vision and again, I was ready to continue. Adam exited me, asking Mike if he's going to clean up the mess he made. "Don't tempt me, Adam" Mikael chuckled. With that, Mikael crouched behind me and started rimming Adam's cum out of me, sucking my hole as if it was a straw. His tongue circled my hole and poked it, collecting the potent seed. It felt like heaven, having someone lapping your hole and taking care of it. When Mikael told me to hold still, I was helpless, the cum oozed and flowed, and Mikael had to rush in his rims to not leave a drop. He got back to face me and with a smile, he kissed me and fed Adam's seed. The taste didn't mattered, it was the act that excited me more than before. With some leftover, he spit on my hole as a lube, and as his hands spread my thighs, I happily welcomed his studded cock in me. Mikael was rougher than Adam, slapping my ass more than usual in intervals, pulling my collar and telling me how pathetic I was. "I fuck girls, I fuck boys, but bitches like you, I don't just fuck, I teach them how to be a hole for guys like me. You understand?" "Yes, Sir." "Good, bitch." He had also spit onto my back during his thrusts, probably more of Adam's. The group continued to cheer while they were in their own orgy as well, but still focusing on my as I was the centre of attention. Vincent was seated on an armchair diagonally to me, observing my transformation while Pierre was giving him head. Two other men were standing on both of the sides of the chair, with jocks and a mask similar to the one I wore. Both also had collars with leash that trailed to Vincent's arms. They seemed younger, when you look at their body but similar in my height. Perhaps they too were recently transformed, and that I would be the one standing by the armchair in future rituals as this. Mikael's fuck was different than Adam, the toughness he possessed forced me to adapt to his rhythm and if it weren't for the T, the pain would've been too much but I managed in my groans to not be too much. He did not last as long as Adam but his load felt like a gallon. I could immediately tell he was about to cum as I was slowly getting full. Before he let out his moan, he clutched his arm on to me, "Oh bitch, you really are a fast learner, I can't believe how much precum you made me release, here's the final one bitch, fully charged." He pulled out quick, and slapped my ass again for the final time, before briefly licking my hole and spitting it on my face. Mikael cradled my head, licking the cum around my cheeks and looked into my eyes and praised me at how good I was. He looked at Vincent who then nodded to the masked boy on his left. "Go on now, Marcus, it's meal time." Since they arrived, only these two boys were stationery. The rest were in action, participating in the orgy that was also part of my transformation. Never once did they move from Master Vincent's sight. Markus' leash was unhooked by the other boy and he slowly glided behind me. Without a word or hesitation, he dived into my hole, eating me out. All I heard was the slurp and Master Vincent praising Markus, coaching him to not miss a drop like Mikael had. Master Vincent then pulled the leash that was the other boy who stood next to him and instructed him to give me another hit. Finally. It's been a while.. Pierre, now done with Master Vincent's limp cock, also got closer to me, explaining who Markus and Kyle are. As he passed the pipe to Kyle, who began shotgunning me more hits than usual and some poppers. I began to learn to Markus and Kyle were recently transformed by the Vincent's pack, as he prefers to call it a while ago. They like me, also recently graduated. "These frat boys surprised me. Their athleticism and discipline was what we want our members to be like. They're still in formation and you too will join them soon so they can show you the ropes. In a few weeks, you'll be where Markus is, slurping the cum out of our next recruit. Kyle, on the other hand, though he loves to rim, still has to learn how to take a fist. But for now, we'll see how his skills in giving fist is." Both of them were still silent and that's when I also found out that in the first few weeks of being part of the pack, silence and obedience were expected. They will start as slaves and end as Masters, similar to the rest of the men who were here now. How long the process was is something I couldn't care less. I can be a bitch for all they want and be a master when needed. "We all started somewhere boy, even me." Master Pierre grinned as he looked at Master Vincent. "Yep, your Master here, Pierre, was after all my first, and I'm proud to see how his journey has been." As I listen to all this, Markus never once took a breather and Kyle was still shotgunning me. The only words he said were, "Again." I was still elevated, keen to take more and satisfy these men, to prove myself worthy of being where Markus and Kyle stood because I know I was more capable than them. These were average closeted Frat boys who played sports to project their internal homophobia that has now manifested into the pigs they are. Me, I knew I desired this before I met Master Pierre. It was just never awoken til now. "Let's change position now, shall we?" I got hoisted from the ground by Markus and Kyle, ropes still attached to my limbs and put on a bench that Randy carried in. From feeling full, I now felt empty. Markus sure did a good job. Kyle began to move toward my back, locking my limbs to the bench and massaging my ass. The same jar + CUM + jar was brought out again and Kyle began to fist me. This felt better than the first time, I was appreciating his arm in me now. With the T, it woke every nerve in my hole to enjoy every stretch Kyle gave. Markus returned to Master Vincent's side, giving him some of the Markus's seed, lapping his lips and giving a smooch. The leash was attached again. Getting fisted felt like a break after being fucked by those 2 men. I had never gotten fucked like that in my life. They were different, they were better. It was as if there was some kind of passion in it when all inhibitions are let go. At that point, I didn't think that I could do regular sex with guys my age anymore. I was slowly turning to enjoy my role to serve and be a hole. Moans and groans after, Kyle popped his hand and one of the men exclaimed "Wow Kyle, you've gone so far than your first day." I couldn't detect who it was as it was behind me, but I heard the footsteps approached and I see a ginger haired men, probably around Mikael's age, but younger, looking down at me. "You know, unlike Kyle here, you fit in easily. It took a while for a champ like him to fully accept his desires but you boy, it's as if it's fate. Let's get you to the bench now. And Kyle, don't forget his hit." Kyle did not say anything but reached to the torch to light another bowl for me and next thing I know, my legs were wide apart, with my arms attached on to the sling that Master Pierre pulled out from the ceiling.

As promised another chapter - More to cum but not sure when --- “ You want to feel how my cock is entering him ? Feel how it is sliding into him ? Leaving my precum in his hot ass ? “ Mike said pulling all the way out and pushing back in. “Touch it Daniel! See how it feels to get fucked!” And Daniel still in horniness overload put his hand on Mikes fat cock as he was sliding back into the twink, guiding it into the young bottom and with that sealing his own fate. ----- V – The corruption has started The feeling was amazing! Mike’s fat cock was drilling this young twink hole BAREBACK and his hand was guiding this monster into the willing hole. Daniel was in heaven, he couldn’t take his eyes of the pink boypussy being pound. This way it took him a while to realise that Mike was starring at him with a big wolfish grin on his face. “Do you like the way this feels?” He asked when Daniel finally looked up. Mike pulled all the way out to show off his complete length and pushed back in forcefully. He emphasized each of his next words with a big aggressive push into Samu: “good… because… your... holes… are…. Next!” With that it dawned on Daniel. He had touched Mike; he’d done the only thing he shouldn’t have done! And now? What was he going to do to him? He couldn’t be serious about fucking him. Especially not bare! He never got fucked and Mike knew how careful he has been and still was. He let go of Mike and moved back a little. Mike only laughed “The damage has already been done – fanboy! – No point of backing off now! Accept your fate, you knew the rules!”. With that he finally stopped fucking Samu who turned around with a big smile on his face. He’d played his part of this plan to perfection and enjoyed every minute of it and now he was going to witness this safe sex advocate being fucked by his favourite top. Daniel’s emotions were on a rollercoaster ride. He was scared shitless when he thaught about the big bare tool between Mike’s legs that was now pointing at him all the while he could feel his own dick being the hardest it had ever been. Mike moved closer towards him and pulled him into a kiss. He invaded his mouth with a force that clearly stated who was in control now and Daniel enjoyed it so much. He kissed Mike back and as Mike guided his hand towards his cock Daniel did not hesitate to stroke him. Coming back to his senses Daniel broke off the kiss – “Mike please – you know me, I never fuck with guys. You are the hottest person I know, and I want this so bad – but…” Before he could finish Mike’s mouth was back on his, silencing any protest that he was trying to give. Samu came to join the fun and started to stroke Daniel’s hard-on. All his resistance seemed to disappear and he closed his eyes. Mike realised he got his fanboy where he wanted him, horny as fuck and his inhibitions lowered and most importantly in debt when it came to his house rules. It was time for phase two. He put his hands on Daniel’s shoulders and pushed the boy to his knees. His dick pointing directly at Daniels mouth he started to hit his face with his fat cock. It was a sight for the gods. There he was this scared little horny fucker that wouldn’t screw around with anybody but his own hand, opening up his lips slightly more every time Mike’s cock was hitting his beautiful face. He nodded to Samu and towards his cellphone. He wanted the next things that were going to happen to be recorded. Daniels face was already covered in precum and he could smell Mike on his face. Every now and then Mike put his cock directly under his nostrils smearing his precum between Daniels mouth and face, brushing his lips. Fuck it smelled so good. He wanted this so badly, he needed Mikes cock he wanted to taste him, to know how it feels inside his mouth. And while thinking all of these naughty thoughts he didn’t realise Mike hitting him with his cock had stopped. His dick was now directly in front of his face, hard as fuck but not doing anything. And without thinking about what he was doing Daniel opened up his mouth widely and started to suck on Mikes cock. “There you go bitch, let your desires control you! – Smell me taste me ! You know you want this, you know you need me and you know you want more then this!” With that he rammed his dick into Mikes throat. He loved seeing his eyes get all wide by the lack of oxygen due to his big dick in his throat, he loved how it felt on his dick – hot and tight and he loved the desire that he saw in Daniel’s eyes beneath all this fear and his hesitation. He let go of the boy and let him grasp for air before now starting to facefuck the boy. Samu was recoding the whole thing. Daniel’s face turning into a mass with spit and dick juice everywhere he seemed to have lost all his inhibitions. Daniel didn’t even notice Samu filming him and when the young twink put a brown bottle under his nose he inhaled without hesitation. Mike put his hand over Daniels nose so he couldn’t exhale and shoved his dick all the way down his fanboys throat. “Now fly my little fanboy! Fly!” The rush of the poppers mixed with the oxygen deprivation made Daniel so fucking horny. He was feeling hot and sexy. Everything seemed to be just so fucking hot. The dick in his mouth that had been a challenge the last few minutes was now resting deep down in his throat and was just causing a massive amount of pleasure. Finally Mike took his hand of his nose and released him. He took a deep breath and wanted to go on sucking Mike’s dick. He however had other ideas. He pushed Daniel forward so he was now on all fours. Daniel looked at him with his big puppy eyes now seeing Samu filming him but not caring due to his horniness and the amazing feeling of the poppers. Mike grabbed the boy by his legs and pushed his ass cheeks apart to blow on his tight little asshole that hadn’t been touched hadn’t been barefucked and was in for a lot of action tonight. Daniel was shivering, his how was feeling so hot and he wanted Mike so bad to touch it. Mike started sucking Daniels ass and the fanboy was pushing himself onto Mikes tongue. Samu was now positioning himself in front of the young fanboy and held his hard cock in front of his mouth. “Since you seem to be the bitch now, put your mouth to use!” Mike grinned. Samu had always been a switcher and was more devious than one would expect of someone this young. But he liked the naughty young boys. Especially since he helped him corrupt Daniel. Daniel sucked Samus cock and loved how his ass was sucked at the same time. He push back harder and harder and his ass felt fucking amazing. Samu was feeding him poppers every now and then and Daniel inhaled eagerly making his ass feel even hotter. All of a sudden Mike stopped licking his hole and he felt his penis on ass. Rubbing at his hole that was so slick and slimy that it slided back and forth between his ass cheecks perfectly. Mike was positioning his cock on Daniels hole. The pink puffy hole was his and he wanted to destroy and seed it so bad that he had to control himself to not push in with one hard trust. But he wanted more than that. He wanted Daniel to bag for his load and he wanted to give him the illusion of safety only to choose to throw all the safety away and beg for his load.

I apologize for being a bit late in getting the next chapter out. Work/life have gotten in the way this past week, and I have an upcoming work trip, so I am posting this chapter and will have the third chapter up later this week. Hope you all enjoy! This chapter follows Blake and Paul as they explore a more vanilla side to their relationship and Paul gets a big wake up call. Chapter Two: Conversion When I woke up late Wednesday morning I was still exhausted and sticky with sweat, cum, and ass juices. I could tell that I would need to wash my sheets with some powerful soap to get them clean again. Thank god for the cheap plastic mattress — at least it was impervious to anything. I rolled out of bed and hobbled over to the mirror. Looking at my reflection I chuckled, “Paul, you look like hell.” I smiled and felt proud. After stripping the bed, I put on some athletic shorts and a t-shirt and waddled down to the communal laundry room. Throwing my sheets and cover into a washing machine, I loaded it up with soap and bleach before taking the elevator back up to my floor to grab a long shower. Grabbing my shower kit and towel, I ran into Chris in the hall. “Dude, you look awful! What happened?” Chris was staring at me curiously, “are you okay?” I smiled and tried to play it off, “yep, just fine.” Chris turned and followed me down to the communal showers. Pushing open the door, I made for one of the stalls. Chris stood outside the stall while I began to take my clothes off. I was increasingly aware of the smell of sex still emanating from my hole and crotch. “Okay, Paul, you don’t have to tell me what is going on, but you know that I’m just going to stay out here until you fess up to why you slept in until almost noon, why you look like you were dragged behind a truck for half a mile, and why you’re not sharing anything with me.” I turned a jet of steaming water onto my body and instantly felt some relief. “Paul, I am wounded!” I could hear Chris’s pout through the stall door. “Okay fine,” I started lathering my hair. “I’m really fine, I just had a late night. Blake came to the concert and. . .” Before I could say another word, I heard the door to the shower room open. Chris muttered “sup” to someone who walked to the other side of the room and walked into a stall. “Busted,” I thought to myself. I stuck my head into the water and started to rinse the lather out of my hair. I turned around and Chris was standing on the other side of the shower curtain peeking in. “WHAT THE FUCK!” I nearly jumped out of my skin, hands flying from my hair to cover my crotch and ass. “Everything good, man?” Asked the voice of the person in the other stall. “Yeah, I’m fine. . .” my heart was still racing. “Fucking hell, Chris, you scared the shit out of me!” I whispered. “I couldn’t just let the conversation die, what did you do after the concert?” “We went to the diner, now get out of here I need to finish washing.” I saw Chris’s eyes give me the once-over. My crotch hand was not doing more to keep my dick at bay than hide it. “I’ll leave you alone, but nice body dude! How come you always wear so many clothes?” “Just go and I will bring you up to speed later today,” I sighed. Chris scurried out of the gap at the bottom of the shower stall. What was with boys lately? I finished my shower and went back to my room. I still had a few minutes to kill before I would need to move my laundry to the dryer, so I picked up my phone. I saw that I missed a text from Blake: *Hey Paul, thanks for such an amazing time last night. You did so well at the concert and I loved getting to know you better. 😉 Hope we can see each other again soon!* My stomach did a curious flip-flop. This boy had a good time, enjoyed the concert, and enjoyed me? I felt like I was walking on air. I started a response to his message before I closed the app and tossed my phone on my bed. Enough time to get back with him later. I didn’t want to seem too eager. Not to mention, I still wanted to process and bask in the glow of the reality that a boy actually fucked me last night. I decided to walk to practice a bit before coming back to the dorm to pick up my laundry. I barely closed behind me before there was a loud knock. “What is it?” “Paul, let me in,” demanded Chris’s voice. I stopped tucking in my fitted sheet and opened the door. Chris bounded in and immediately sat on the bed, pulling the sheet back from the corners. I sighed, “hey, watch what you’re doing!” He looked back at the sheet now bunched around his ass, seemingly unperturbed. “You owe me the full story from last night, mister.” Chris let out a long belch. I wrinkled my nose at the beer smell. “Well, after the concert we went and had dinner, then he asked me to show him the organ.” “And did you?” “Well yes, I have the key,” I started before Chris waved me off. “No, you idiot. Your organ.” “Oh.” I could feel the heat rising in my ears and forehead. “Yes, he got to see that.” Chris collapsed backwards onto the bed laughing. “I knew he was going to get into your pants! He has been asking me to set you up for him for weeks!” Chris stood abruptly and marched to the door, “He better have been a perfect gentleman or I’ll kick his ass.” He slammed the door behind him as he went. “He wasn’t a gentleman,” I said to myself, “but I wouldn’t want it any other way.” I picked up my phone from my desk and opened the message from earlier. *Look forward to seeing you again soon! 😉 I’d love to catch up and spend some time with you, but the rest of this week is no good for me. How about we get together a week from today and see what happens?* Not a minute later I got a reply. *See you next week! Save yourself for me.* This boy would be the death of me, but the least I could do was hold back for him. The next week flew by. I spent so much time preparing for tests, juried examinations on organ and piano, and just trying to stay above water with all my other homework. Tuesday night came in a flash and I started to feel like I was getting a cold. Not out of the ordinary for December, but annoying if I was going to get the sniffles right before a date. I went to bed early after drinking some lemon juice and honey to try to soothe my throat. I woke up about 3:00 in the morning shivering uncontrollably. I got out of bed, cranked up the thermostat and pulled two college sweatshirts on over my head. I hid under my covers and tried to go back to sleep. After three hours of feeling delirious from fever (and probably dehydration) I got up and went to the practice rooms at school. I felt like death warmed over, but I still had work to do. Waiting for a massive thermos of tea to brew, I sent an email to my professors explaining that I was sick and wouldn’t be in class that day. I packed my things and made for the practice rooms. At least I could practice for a few hours and go to bed. I spent the day practicing and napping in one of the piano rooms by myself. When I awoke from my third nap, I was still feeling awful and wondered what started me awake. I noticed that my phone was buzzing on top of the piano, so I reached up to grab it. I swiped the call on and said, “Hello?” My voice must have been small and given me away because Blake immediately said, “hey, what is wrong? Where are you?” “I’m over in the music building,” I mumbled. “One of the practice rooms. I’m so sorry, I have been sick today and I didn’t even think about getting together tonight.” I could faintly hear the sound of tennis shoes hitting the pavement on the other end of the phone. “Hang on, Paul, I am on my way.” Blake abruptly hung up. I hauled myself off the carpet and tried to pull myself together. How could Blake see me like this? I tried to flatten my unkempt hair back down on my head and tuck my shirt into my pants. It was when I was getting things adjusted that Blake burst into the room. “Omigod Paul, you look horrible!” I smiled weakly, “surprise!” Blake moved to get close to me, shiny with sweat from his run across campus. “Come here, dear.” Did he just call me dear? I melted into his embrace. He smelled pleasantly of hormones and clean sweat and fabric softener. We stood wrapped up in each other and time stretched on. Eventually he lifted my chin and moved to kiss me. “Stop! I don’t want to get you sick!” Blake closed the gap and we locked lips. I was immediately taken back to the week before. Burning with lust as if a switch had been thrown. Blake broke off our kiss and looked me dead in the eyes. “We should go to my place. I can make you some dinner and we can talk.” I packed my messenger bag with my sheet music and tucked my now-empty thermos under my arm. We headed out into the sharp winter winds and I instinctively moved closer to him. He saw the movement and grabbed me and felt me tight to his side. His apartment was two short streets over and we bundled ourselves over the threshold. He took off his coat and made to remove mine, but I hugged it tighter to my side. He seemed to understand and bent down to untie my shoes. I saw his rippling back muscles working underneath his tight workout shirt and felt my cock gently stir. “Come on in and make yourself at home. I made chicken noodle soup yesterday and can reheat some of that for you if you would like.” He strode into the plain student apartment with me trailing in his wake. The place was clean and tastefully furnished. Tidy low bookcases up against a wall with a television on top. He had a deep modern sofa against another wall and a club chair next to a side table and floor lamp. On the table were some books and a couple of coasters. The kitchen was around a bar/partition wall and seemed to be lacking in the usual college boy tacky decorations. Just neat jars of spices, some large containers containing flour and sugar, and an electric kettle. Blake bent down to fetch a large dutch oven out of the refrigerator and set it on the stove. After he turned the stove on, he looked back. “You should sit down and try to warm up. There’s an electric blanket behind the sofa if you need some extra heat.” I snuggle up on the couch, still shivering uncontrollably. Blake is still bustling around the kitchen for awhile. He returns and sits down next to me, making sure I am all safely tucked in under the blanket. “Soup should just need about five more minutes and we can eat. I made some biscuits and they’ll be coming out of the oven about the same time.” He puts some of his weight on me. “I’m here for you now and you’re going to be fine.” Finally breaking from his mothering spell I groan, “I’m not fine right now, and I am worried that I am going to get you sick.” Blake’s expression remains blank for a moment, then I notice something in his eyes. . . It was a quick glint, then it disappeared. “You don’t need to worry about me, I promise. We’ll talk after you eat.” He quickly got off the couch and grabbed my food, putting it on a TV tray and setting it next to the couch. He went back to the kitchen and got his own food and returned next to me. He was a reassuring presence for me when I was still feeling so crappy. We ate in silence for about half an hour. Everything was delicious and when I made to compliment him he waved me off. “My dad insisted that I learn how to cook. He said it would serve me well, and he wasn’t lying.” Blake cleared away the dishes and came back to the sofa. “Lay down, Paul.” I scooted farther down the couch and lay on my side. In a motion a gymnast would be proud of, Blake leapt over me and cuddled up against my back. We spooned for a few minutes before a noise like a purr began to come from him. I turned my head and saw that his eyes were closed and he was deeply breathing. “Blake, are you okay?” He opened his eyes. “Yes, I am fantastic. Honestly, I’m great and worried. I fell for you when I saw you for the first time in August and the last week has been a lot to think about. . . And we need to talk.” Fuck. He’s going to say that he cares about me as a friend or he has a girlfriend or he’s transferring schools. . . “Paul, you fulfilled my greatest fantasy, but now it is trying to kill you.” I looked at him, puzzled. He stared back at me in earnest. “I told you that I wanted to be a part of you, and in a very real sense I am. You were the first person that I made love to since my conversion.” I still had no idea what he was talking about. He changed religions? What was this about a conversion? And why did he have this predatory look in his eye? Blake could tell that I was confused and he chuckled a little. “You really are as pure and innocent as you look. Well, at least you used to be.” With one solid motion he brought us to a sitting position. The electric blanket slid onto the floor and he picked me up and stood. “Come on, there is something I need to show you.” Cradling me like a bride walking into a new house in the arms of her husband, Blake carried me down the hall and into the rest of my life. As he pushed open the door to his bedroom my eyes widened and I shivered. Red light shone from covered lamps, illuminating rows of shelves containing bizarre statues. Cans of cloudy liquid were dotted around the room, where various rubber and leather straps and tools hung from hooks or the ceiling. A collection of gas masks were on top of a large, intimidating-looking machine in one corner. The center of the room was taken up by a huge contraption of leather straps and shiny chrome loops. “What is this place?” Blake, eyes shining bright from the red light of the room responded, “this is our home.” Before I could say any more, he kissed me deeply and I felt us moving. He deposited me in the leather sling in the middle of the room and made quick work strapping my arms and legs in. He kept his tongue probing my mouth as he worked, only breaking our kiss to remove his shirt and drop his pants. This was the first time that I really got to see Blake from all angles. Mirrors on the walls and ceiling let me see how perfectly formed his ass was and how his back rippled like a Renaissance sculpture. This was the first good look I had gotten of his cock, and I couldn’t believe it had been inside me. Easily ten inches long and thick as a Red Bull can, the hooded head slowly unfurled as it grew with every beat of his heart. Little droplets of precum were flowing from the tip they fell gently to the floor, leaving whispy trails of fluid hanging from the slowly pulsing head. Blake dropped down on his knees and I felt his tongue go for my hole. “When I first decided to knock you up, it wasn’t a hard decision. I’ve never seen anyone look so prim and old-fashioned as you. It made me fall in love with you.” His tongue probed my hole after each phrase. “You look like how I feel inside. Proper and respectful, good at knowing what I want.” He removed his face from my crack and kissed me deeply. I could taste the musky, salty essence of my own body. He broke the kiss and looked me up and down in the sling. “You got given the gift that only I can give you. You have a part of me flowing inside.” My lust and panic feelings kept competing for each other as I tried to make sense of what he was saying. He spit on his dick and drooled a bit of spit onto the outside of my hole and began to rub it into my opening. I moaned deeply. My body was giving up on different feelings, it was sensory overload. Blake released a growl and bent over where his mouth was right next to my ear. I felt the head of his cock teasing my hole. As he started to push in he whispered in my ear, “the sickness you’re feeling right now. . . How awful you feel. . . I felt like that a year ago after my first experience at a bathhouse. I didn’t know what was happening to me, either. It was my first semester at college and I needed an outlet for how I felt.” Blake started to slowly pump in and out of my ass. “I got a room and was fucked. For six hours my hole was constantly invaded by a parade of men. They felt my muscles, called me a slut, and bred me.” The pumping got deeper and faster. Blake began to pant, “I never felt so fulfilled as when I was with those men, doing what real men do. I vowed that I would give that experience to another boy someday. The boy that I loved.” His strokes were now full-body. As much using the harness to impale me on his massive cock as he was meeting me with his hips. I was robbed of all senses but pleasure. His jackhammering of my hole increased in intensity up another notch. “You are converting over to me,” Blake panted. “My HIV is going to forever be a part of you. There will be no escaping me now, no matter what happens to us.” I gasped in fear and utter ecstasy. Before my brain could really process what I had just been told, I felt Blake’s cock swell and start to pulse. With a cry, my own cock started to spray my face and chest with cum. “Take my charged load, Paul. I love you” Blake collapsed onto my chest. As the post-orgasm glow started to fade, the fever and aches rushed back to my body. I groaned out, “Blake.” He looked up into my face, my sticky cum slipping down his face. I reached for his cheek and rubbed my essence into his cheek. The powerful animal who had just forcibly taken my hole as his own was a huge mass of muscle, sweat, and sex. His cock slowly deflated before slipping out of my ass. Blake, now back to his usual shy self tenderly caressed my hair. “You have no idea what this means that I get to share my gift with you.” My thoughts were racing. This was undeniably hot, but what was I doing? How could I allow someone else to do this to me? “Is this sickness because I am converting?” Blake kept eye contact with me. “I’m not a doctor, so I can’t say for sure, but you look just like I did when I converted. How do you feel about the information?” “I can’t lie to you, I don’t really know what to think.” I saw Blake’s face fall, “this just wasn’t a part of my life plan before. I know it isn’t the death sentence it once was, but I’m conflicted.” I saw the walls going up in his emotions and could tell he was feeling bad. I had to try to save whatever there was between us. “Before you feel bad, I want you to know that while I process everything, I need you to know something: I have never felt so happy to have a person in my life as I feel about you. I will do what I can to keep you.” Blake’s eyes resumed their twinkle and he gently nibbled on my collarbone. “Thank you. I was hoping you would feel that way.” We stayed in that position for another ten minutes before I started uncontrollably shivering. “I know that I promised you that we would talk, but right now we need to get you to bed. Let me get you tucked in. You’ll stay here with me until you are feeling better.” Picking me back up, we left his play room and he took me into a simple bedroom. He set me into bed before grabbing me an extra blanket. The last thing I remembered before I fell asleep was feeling his naked body slide into the bed next to me and pull me to his chest. Whatever happens next in my life, I cannot deny that it will be a different adventure than I once thought it would be.

I like going from mouth to ass and back to mouth again. Sometimes multiple times during the same fuck.

Part 2 Waiting for Master and his friends took ages. I was still panting from the pleasure I was feeling and th 8th film featured an Asian boy who was kneeling on a platform in front of Master, ready to be spanked and whipped. Master didn't hold back when it came to punishing the boy. Marks of scratches began to form on the boy's back that slowly started to bleed and Master's entourage circled around the boy, jacking off. "Looks like you need some moisturizing, don't you bitch?" The boy could only muster a soft "Yes, Master, please." He was pleading and what followed after was the circle of men coming onto his back. It was around 6 of them. Not a drop of cum touched the platform as the boys soon to be scars were now being soothed by warm cum. "Let it absorb, boy. We're going to make sure you get it." Master and the rest of the men then rubbed their palms over the boy, slapping in between while the boy continued to scream in a mixture of bliss and agony. The TV then turned blank and I suddenly saw myself in it. I never noticed that a blinking red light was illuminating from above and it then registered that I was being filmed since I got here. There was something about seeing myself in this position that turned me on and elevated me to compensate the lack of Tina I've been deprived of since Master left. Finally, Master came in in a different outfit than last night. "I hope you enjoyed my masterpieces. Soon, you'll be in one." Master then shotgunned me for the first time in 6 hours and I was rejuvenated. My eyes popped out again and Master gave me water while he untied my restraints. "Let's change up a bit. Spread yourself on the bed" The moist sheets under me reeked of my piss and the cum of those that deposited in the jar. Master was right. It was natural musk. I became acclimatized to it. After maneuvering myself, Master positioned me in an eagle form. I could only see the ceiling now with full view of the camera and a mirror. "You're holding up very well, aren't you? 7 out of 10 boys in your position right now would have begged me to release them or attempt to escape. Even with the drugs. Not you. You're comfortable where you are. It's time to meet my friends, boy." I could only look at Master's eyes and nod. "Very quiet now. Good. You're going to behave well with my friends and you're going to take whatever that they give you. Aren't you?" "Yes, Master. Anything you do to me, they can." "Good bitch. It's still early, boy. Not even a quarter of my friends are here yet" Soon, a few of Master's friends showed up. I calculated around 4 of them. If this wasn't a quarter, I expected at least 20 of Master's friends tonight. Master's friends were around his age and built similar to him. All of them had awakened a part of me that craved for older men. A daddy, a dom, who knows? Ask me last week if I would fuck a man over 30s and I would've laughed. Now, anyone with a strand of white hair would have free reign on my ass. Each of Master's friends inspected me, caressing and pinching me. I responded with growls of approval. One inserted his fingers into my mouth and I took it as if it was a lollipop. The other two started sucking my niple and the other began rimming me. I was in Heaven. Master only stood across me as if he was a monolith with that grin I first saw that catalyses me to be where I was. "Damn, you really got a pig here, Pierre." "How lucky of me. Take your time boys, this pig here is truly a dime in the dozen. I can tell that he will definitely love his gift." The thought of being poz now unfazed me. I was meant to carry Master's seed and be a part of him. It was only necessary for me to be seeded. As hard as I tried to avoid being reckless, I rationalized my need to be poz as a pathway to certifying me as a true cumdump. No more fear, as one of Master's friends whispered to me before sucking my ears and spitting in me. My body continued to feel the wave of hands that were touching me. This time, with oil to highlight my built and the effort I had put in the gym. Before I knew it, Master replaced the previous head harness with another leather one that only revealed my mouth and nostrils. Everything was in complete darkness and the rest of my senses started to heighten. The music was now louder and I could hear a bottle being put under my nose being unscrewed. Poppers. Finally. My ass was now breathing and the buttplug in me gyrated. Cum was still leaking out of it. Master pulled it out with no warning and I immediately screamed, with everyone in the room praising in unison. "Good fucking pig, that's it boy. Use that hole" Suddenly, I felt some form of string being tied to my bicep. "Now you've met Tina, boy. Time to introduce you to slam." I did not want to protest because everything I had consumed at this point left me with zero regrets. I felt a prick and within seconds, I started coughing rapidly. The rest of the men laughed and I now felt as if I was on another plane of existence where my only purpose in life was to be a hole and to serve. Nothing else mattered at that point. "Fuck yeah, I'm a pig. A cumdump who wants each of your poz loads. Breed me please!" I guess this is how Master got all his boys to cry out those fucked up things there were saying. At that point, having cum in my ass was all that mattered. To be deposited with each of their seed and satisfy them. Master rimmed me again and fed me with the cum from the plug that I was keeping. I tried to not waste a single drop as Master was also pecking me in between, biting my lips and spitting in my mouth. All while his friends were still probing my orifices. They took off the nipple clam I had and it was now replaced with a pair of nipple suckers. I continued to moan and wishing that I would remember this feeling forever. I haven't even been fucked yet and I've already reached nirvana. "Damn bitch, you really like to be a hole, don't you? A slutty pig? A cumdump?" All I could do was nod and say Yes repeatedly. "It's not even midnight yet, boy. We're still expecting company but I know you want some cocks in you now, don't you?" Yes, again I cried. "Now you're not going to get cum anytime soon, but Randy here can give you some more Tina that's a bit different than before." With that, Master's mouth shifted away and for the first time in almost 24 hours, I finally had a cock up in me. It must have been about 8 inches. I yelped and I could tell Randy was on top of me, piston fucking me as his drool dropped into my mouth that was rarely shut. "Nice fucking ass boy. Very nice. Surprised it's still tight. Don't worry, this won't take long, I'm just here to take a leak." Randy continued to fuck me and soon he got soft. Staying inside, he then whispered that I was going to take his T piss to continue the high. I nod and reached out for his kiss. He stayed in me for almost a minute, still as I felt his piss depositing in me. Warm, but not as thick as cum. It was unbelievable. Pulling out of me, Master quickly plug me back. I could only let out a sigh of relief and a smile while the men chuckled at how great and different I was. They brushed my head lightly and told me how well I was doing. "It's still early for me to say this but I'm just going to tell you that you're already halfway to becoming the cumdump you were born to be." Master then decided to take an intermission as his other guests were arriving soon. "You're not going to take a break, we are. Keep that plug in place and enjoy the sound." My restraints were tightened and my headgear was replaced with a gas mask. A tube was connected to a large bottle of popper poppers for me to inhale. The music then changed to a track that contained hypnotic trance chanting, with a voice over telling me to enjoy, cherish and accept cum. To be a cumdump. It was as if I was living in those popper training videos. Nothing compared to how I was feeling. All I could let out was moans of ecstasy and growls of pleasure. I wondered how I looked like in the TV but the reflection above me was more than enough. Unrecognizable was what I would describe. At the end of the audio, the voice encouraged me to repeatedly announce what I truly was. "What are you?" "A cumdump." "What are you?" "A cumdump" "What are you?" "A fucking cumdump!" I shouted, with pride as the audio ended. I heard clapping coming through the door as Master lead in a couple of new guys. Around 8 of them now. "Well, well, well. You keep surprising me, boy. Good job. Here are some guys I'd like you to meet next. There's more outside so don't get too greedy with them." As the men entered, another trail of men were observing from the door. A line was being formed. All of them were the kinds that I wouldn't have thought I would fuck. Matured, stocky & most of all, sleazy. Yet, still in shape. The youngest was probably early 40s. The oldest one however, around late 60s, had defined pecs and a 9incher. His veins were apparent and his biceps were still in tact. He also had a scorpion tattoo above his navel. He brushed pass by Master and approached me. "Pierre, your Master, got his seed from me. Everyone in this room has the same strain that originated from me. Pierre is your Master, but I am your Father. Do you understand that?" I nodded. "Good. You're going to get our seed, and you will receive this gift with gratitude. Our bond is forever and at your age, your duty is to recruit and gather more holes like yours for us to use as we please. This is the task that was given to boys before you and we have expectations. Understood?" "Yes." "Perfect. Now friends, let's fuck this whore and show him our world."

My dad was a complete deadbeat but luckily my best friend's dad looked after me the way my dad should have. He'd take me and my friend camping, fishing and just generally looked out for me. He was a real handsome dude and I really enjoyed being close to him. One time when camping it was just me and him in the shower block. He helped me undress then he got naked. I remember thinking how huge his cock and balls were. He asked me into the shower and he soaped me up and washed my hair. He asked if I wanted to do the same for him. He was facing me and I couldn't take my eyes off his junk. He said, you gunna stare at it all day or you gunna take care of it. So I did. I sucked him for a few weeks and eventually he was fucking me. Then I discovered he was fucking his son, my friend as well. Camping after that was so much fun. Me and my friend would lie naked side by side waiting to see who he'd fuck first. I truly loved him like a dad. Great guy.

Hell yes! For a long time I loved getting high with a bud and we’d shave each other’s heads, starting with clippers and finishing with a razor and shaving cream. The physical feeling of someone else running clippers across my head then lathering and shaving my scalp is incredibly erotic and makes me cum every time. It’s a hell of a lot more fun than shaving my own head, and when you’re both spun and in the same headspace it’s not only hot but also very intimate and a good way to bond with each other.

I say go for it man! It would look hot! I don't know the name of this bottom....but he has one fucking sexy hole! Tats can make almost anything look hotter!