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Not Entirely My Story. I took a great story and took it the next level with strong POZ overtones. If this is not allowed in this FORUM. Please allow me to delete and carry on. Girlfriend's Brother Pozzes ME While She Is At Work. I had gone over to my girlfriend's house and we were to go to see an afternoon movie and then to dinner. Amy's brother Andy informed me that she was called into work until 4 because her manager was sick. Andy was just about ready to go swimming and he asked me if I'd like to join him. I started to decline as I didn't have a swimsuit and I told him so. He told me that had a few extra swimsuits and we went to his bedroom. All he had were Speedos and I was a little shy about wearing them. He finally talked me into it and while I chose the pair I wanted, and in a flash he was already changing, unashamed, as he undressed before me. He had a great body and I was a little taken aback by the fact that I had noticed such a thing. What really intrigued me was a biohazard tattoo he had right above his long thick cock. Amy had always said he was the black sheep of the family and they always spoke in hushed tones about whenever a non-family member was in earshot. I had no clue what it was other than he was more likely gay, but that did not bother me…all that much. I undressed slowly, hoping he would go on out without me and let me change in private, but he did not. I turned away from him slightly, but I could feel his gay eyes up my straight ass as I stood there naked. I turned briefly to snatch the Speedos from his bed, and I'm sure he got a look at my cock. Strangely, I stiffened at the thought. After dressing, we went to the pool and swam and tanned for about 2 hours. We wrestled a little in the pool and I felt his hand graze my package a few times. Each time letting it linger there a bit longer than the time before. I stiffened, again. "Amy should be home in about another hour," he said. "What do you want to do to kill time?" I told him I didn't know, but I definitely wanted to change first. "Do you need to shower or do you just want to dry off?" he asked. I told him I'd like a shower. This gave me an excuse to change in the bathroom, and maybe take care of this half a boner I had going on. When I got inside I realized I had a slight problem. I had tied the string in the Speedos in a knot, and I could not get it out. I told Andy and he happily agreed to help get the knot out. On his knees, his hands working only inches from my cock, he got the knot out in about 5 minutes. But not without incident, though. His hands occasionally brushed my cock and it reacted to his gentle touching, even if it was by another guy. He saw and felt my hardening cock and said, "Is it wanting Amy?" I just smiled, embarrassed. He got to his feet and asked for the Speedos, as he was headed for the laundry room. "Can I bring them after I take my shower?" I asked. He said, "I don't want to make two trips." I hesitated, and he asked, "Embarrassed by your body? Don't be." He took his Speedos off to show me that there was nothing to i exposing his biohazard tat again. "Well?" I took them off and handed them to him. "Thanks," he said, then kissed me. As he held me I felt his cock stiffen against mine. His cock was getting hard and so was mine. "Does Amy give head? I do," he said, and he stroked my cock my rock hard cock. He stopped, turned, and went to his bedroom. "Joining me?" he asked. I don't know why I did it, but I followed him. I followed him down the hall to Amy’s room. When I walked into the room where I had fucked his sister countless times. He was lying on her bed and I laid down next to him with his hard 8 inch cock pointing straight up. He rolled over and kissed me, then his lips began kissing my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and then found my crotch. His right hand was between my legs playing with my ass as he licked my balls and cock. I thought I was going to cum before he started sucking me off. Pre-cum appeared at the head of my cock and he carefully licked it off. Then he started to take me down, little by little, until he'd swallowed it all. His sister did give head, but not like this. He was great and the apprehension I had was now gone. I could feel the orgasm coming, my cock ready to explode. His fingers slowly explored my hole with one and two fingers. He knew I was about to cum, too, and he removed his mouth and stroked my cock as my wad shot all over my stomach. I thought he was like his sister, a non-swallower, but he licked all my cum off my body while he slipped a second finger into my ass. Andy laid next to me, and I told him that he gave great head. He held my hand, then led it to his crotch. It felt odd having someone else's cock in my hand. "I want to get a nut, too," he said. "Are you going to blow me or am I going to have to fuck you in the ass?" I decided to go down on him, and I did it directly. No wasting time licking his balls or cock. I didn't really know what I was doing or if it was correct, but Andy was moaning, so I kept it up. He was doing most of the work, his hand on the back of my head, his hips thrusting, much like what I did to his sister. Suddenly, he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his wad all over my face. He kissed me and licked it off. He got up and got a jar of Vaseline from his dresser. "I thought I made it clear I didn't want to be fucked," I told him. "No," he said. "I want you to fuck me," and he lubed up my cock. He was on all fours, waiting for me to enter him. Even with the lubricant, his ass was tighter than Amy's pussy. It felt so good. It was odd. I could feel my balls occasionally slapping his balls as I pumped, and when I came, I came inside him. "That was great," he said. "Getting fucked is better than fucking because of the stimulating of the prostate. Plus, I got a gift for you!" I looked at him quizzically, but he just ignored me and pushed me on my back. He lifted my legs, fingered and ate my ass. He had me moaning in seconds. I felt myself get close to cumming. He leaned in and kissed me with tongue exploring my mouth. He said that was hot as he leaned down and took my cock into his mouth and sucked me and cleaned me off. I was still horned up when he pushed a finger into my ass. I jumped at the invasion, but it quickly felt good. He looked me in the eye. “We have an hour. I want to give you my gift” he said meekly as he pushed a 2nd finger into my hole. I gasped and begged him for his seed. In a flash, he had his cock lightly lubed and as he slowly withdrew his fingers he pushed his thick cock into me. I felt so full, but it felt so good. I soon felt his trimmed pubes against my balls. He had all of his 8 inch cock in me. He pistoned his meaty cock deep into my ass. I begged for his seed. “Ask for my gift” he insisted. I wondered what he meant, but I begged him for his present. “I want your gift,” I exclaimed as he slapped my ass hard. He jackhammered his raw cock in my ass. I was breathless. I held my legs up from behind my knees. I try to spread them as wide as possible to give him all the access he needed or wanted. “Give me the gift” thinking I was asking for his seed. He jackhammered my hole. I could feel myself wanting to pee. He was hitting the spot in my cunt that I had never felt before. He buried all 8 inches of his poz cock into my hole. He shouted out that he was pozzing my faggot hole. I came all over us. I never came hard in my life. I literally shot cum over my face hitting the headboard of the bed. We both laughed at my eruption. He laughed as he bred me. We were so entrenched in our love making that we did not hear the front door open and in the doorway was Amy with her fingers in her panties watching her brother breed me. I could feel his cock expand, pulse and shoot his tainted load into my virgin ass. I laid there breathless as Andy’s cock retreated from my soon to be pozzed hole. When Andy rolled off he saw his sister fingering herself. “I guess we pozzed another one huh sis” he quipped. I heard two things that made my eyes pop open in a flash. The fact Amy was watching us and he had just pozzed me. I tried to cover myself up, but I realized my clothes were in Andy’s room. I tried to rationalize what just happened and did Andy say “pozzed another one”. I asked him what he meant, and that is when Amy spoke up. “Yeah, we are both poz you see those notches in the bed post” I looked at the notched post there were at least 15 on her bedpost. She said, “there is one for every boy that Andy and I have pozzed in the last 2 years. Ever since, we had a 3sum with our poz daddy and he pozzed us both.” “our goal from that day on has been to poz as many straight acting fag boys like you” she said matter of factly. I slumped my head knowing she was right. I had been secretly craving cock for a while. I just needed a push out the door. I reached over touching Andy’s face and thanked him for his gift. I climbed back on the bed on all fours and asked him to fuck me doggy to make sure it took. Amy grabbed her dildo and sat in her chair and watched her brother breed her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend with another poz load. Wouldn't you know it, he was right. That statement got me curious and I let him fuck me. Afterwards, we showered together, toweled each other off, and then kissed. He grabbed my cock and whispered, "I'll let you know when she works again," and I enjoyed my relationship with him as much as with Amy. Do you think I should do a part two? Let me know what you think. Feedback is greatly appreciated so is hot chat. Joey I am a bareback slut who is surprised he is not poz yet

Here's the second of three parts to the first chapter of this story. Hopefully you enjoy where this is headed! Chapter One Part Two - The Aftermath Driving back to the hotel I could feel the cum leaking back out of my hole. I tried to close my hole, but the muscles were too exhausted and just slackened back open and a fresh trickle of fluid seeped out. Johnny drove to the back entrance of the hotel and used his keycard to get me inside. I started to head up the stairs to my room when he grabbed my shoulder saying, “kid, you should come back to my room and at least shower. Not gonna lie, you look like hell.” I turned obediently and followed him down the hall. I didn’t really know his comment meant until we passed a mirror in the hallway and I got a quick glance at myself. I was flushed, my hair was drenched with sweat and saliva from the facefucking I had gotten, and my eyes were bloodshot. I was walking funny and there was a half-crazed expression etched on my face. We arrived back at Johnny’s room and he silently went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel for me. “Go ahead and use the shower. I think some hot water will do you good.” He walked past me toward the bed and I crossed into the bathroom and closed the door. The steaming water soothed my muscles a bit, but did little to quiet my mind. My ass was so tender I could barely touch it with a washcloth, but the one time I went down there I noticed a slight pink tinge to the goop that was stuck there. I hoped that wasn’t serious — I mean, I had been an anal virgin, but I was gay and had heard of fissures before. As confused as my mind was, my cock had a mind of its own. . . When I brushed my nipples it would jump. The inside of my thighs: jump. Behind my ears: jump. I had never had a trigger-happy dick before, but this was kind of fun to discover! I still hadn’t cum yet, but I decided I would wait until I had some more time for myself to get in a proper edging session. After cleaning and delaying the inevitable, I walked out of the shower, toweled myself dry, and wrapped the towel around my waist. After all, I didn’t really have anything to hide, and while I wasn’t a body builder, I wasn’t cast in a dancing ensemble for nothing. One last critical look in the mirror admiring myself for a moment before I opened the door confirmed that I was still at least “cute.” I shut off the lights and turned toward the beds. Johnny lay on his bed without a stitch of clothing. While it shouldn’t have shocked me, it was seeing him fully naked for the first time that made me pause for a moment. His malnourished look was more pronounced when he was laying down. His cheeks slightly sunken and some extra wrinkles on his body gave him the appearance of someone older than he was. I noticed a few tattoos here and there, an intricate line drawing that looked like a tree, a beautifully detailed scorpion curled around his navel, and a list of dates written in spidery script over his heart. He didn’t look up when I entered; he kept focusing on a silver ring that he was working through the slit of his cock and out the bottom. “What is THAT?!” I asked a bit aggressively. He looked at me for a moment and burst out laughing. “This is my PA — Prince Albert. I had it pierced a long time ago, but I don’t usually wear a ring when I am meeting new boys for the first time. I think it is intimidating for the uninitiated. I guess you didn’t see the extra hole hiding under the foreskin.” He patted the bed next to him. “Come over here and join me. I sent your clothes down to be laundered so you don’t have to go back to your room looking like a total cumdump.” He chuckled a little as I sat down, still keeping my towel wrapped around my waist, albeit with the occasional jump from my groin as my dick swelled looking at this man. “Let me see what you’re working with,” Johnny cajoled. “You felt respectable when I grabbed you during lunch, but I wasn’t paying much attention to what was going on in your underwear when we were fucking.” Hearing him say that so matter of fact-ly made me blush like a schoolgirl, but I dutifully opened my towel for him to see my half-engorged 10” cock. “Holy shit, kid, you are hung!” I smiled at that. “Yeah, I didn’t know how unusual it was until I had to start tucking my flaccid dick back under my balls at school so it wasn’t swinging down one leg. Trust me, wearing dance belts is a bitch, though.” I tried to bury my anxiety underneath some fake bravado. The truth was that I was self-conscious about how big I was and was worried I would never find a partner who could take something like mine. It was a little thicker than a Red Bull can, but the head flared wickedly when I was hard and pushed. Johnny began slowly stroking me, feeling my manhood grow under his fingers. “You have no idea how you are going to change the lives of everyone you sleep with.” Assuming he wouldn’t mind, I grabbed his dick, now with a heavy metal “O” sticking out the piss slit and began stroking him to erection. We locked eyes for a moment before I saw the command in his gaze. I lowered my neck to worship the manhood that had just an hour ago blasted through my sexual barrier. We took our time — I wanted to explore this glorious dick and this strangely aggressive and kind man. He wanted back in my hole again. By the time there was a knock on the door announcing the return of my now clean clothes, I was bouncing on his pierced dick, taking a fresh load of cum and a distinct beating in my hole. When he finally began to shrivel inside my hole, he laid me back down on the bed, walked over to one of his duffel bags and pulled out a little plug. “This is one of my gifts to you. If you choose to accept this tonight, you’ll be mine during the tour. We’ll go our separate ways once our contracts have finished, but by taking this plug you will be tied to me. Do you accept this?” The little orange silicone plug seemed harmless enough so I nodded my head. Johnny came over and slowly inserted it into my guts. I hissed as it expanded my worked-over hole without lubrication, but once it was nestled inside it felt like home. I smiled up at him and simply said, “thank you.” He crawled in bed behind me, nestled himself next to me and fell asleep. After a day of so many new experiences and so much mental turmoil, it took me awhile to get to sleep. The plug in my ass kept me feeling full as my brain tried to reason with everything that had changed. After an hour or so of contemplation, I resigned myself to the choices that I had made. Not worth regretting when you’ve already committed to another person. That thought made me smile. Boys had given me gifts before to get on my good side, but never men. And by the looks of things I wouldn’t be getting bored anytime soon. * * * * * * Thanks for your support and reactions! I read every comment and genuinely appreciate your responses. They keep me writing and enjoying this community!

Wednesday , Sales rep that works with my job asks me out every time he back in town (He lives in the area and has a house but travels alot), Always thought he was cool and cute (wht early forties bald slight dad bod) but our time never synced. Time finally matched and we went for drinks after we had a good vibe, convo so went well. The resturant was closing and we still were talking so he asked if I wanted to come back t his spot, of course I said yea. We chilled for a while drinking and talking in his sun room/rear porch, then he started feeling on me and kissing on me. I didn't see at first that he had already pulled his dyck outta his jeans, when I did I stoked/jerked it he was already semi hard. He guided my head down and started sucking him he got fully hard then (prob 7-8in and a little thick). He started pumping his hips and holding my head while I was sucking, wasn't expecting the face fuck was a pleasant surprise. He was palming my ass and trying to pull my jeans off while I was bent over. I stood up to start getting naked then I realized his sun room's blinds were open and the lamp was on, I asked if wanted to turn it off he asked if I was scared if his neighbors saw me get fucked I said no, hope they like what they see lol (I have no idea if anyone was watching, he had a fence but it wasn't high and could easily be seen through). He didn't seem like shit talker or verbal but he def was. He ate my hole and talked about how open I was, asking if I was slut. Told me he hoped I didn't need a ton of lube cause I was getting was spit lol. This was one of the rare times I didn't pre lube my hole or keep my plug in. I had just gotten fucked on Mon. so was still open a bit, so wasn't too hard to take him at first. He had me face down on his couch, talking that shit as he clapped my cheeks. Told me he knew I had good bussy since he first saw me, how he luvs black ass. He eventually put me on my side so he could dig deeper. He soon unloaded in me, stroked to make sure he got every last drop in and then sarcastically asked if I had wanted him to pull out lol. We just laid on the floor naked for bout 15 mins talking till he started to get hard again. I got on top of him while he was on the floor, and rode him. Rode him almost the whole time until he put me on my back and finished me in missionary. It was late so asked if I wanted to stay, I said sure. I stayed the night, we woke up round the same time to get ready for our jobs. He waited till I showered, to walk up behind me push me on the bed and fuck the shit outta me again. He straight had me face down ass up at first until just putting most of his weight on me and dug deep. At this point I didn't have time to shower again, so went to work stinking of sex, and eventually felt his kids running out my hole. Would def hook up wit him again.

If you could have one, what would it be? I would pick shapeshifting. Imagine all the endless possibilities in every aspect of your life. For example in sex, you could be a man or a woman and you could have sex with every one you want (almost).

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.

I’d known Emma as long as I could remember she had been out with a few of my mates as we had become great friends every 21 year old girl needs a gay best mate it was Christmas and her mum was having one of her gatherings Emma had too help and she said Ben if m helping your helping we need only stay a few hours have drinks and head into town anyway my brother will be home from school and you know how he adores you Yes her brother is so cute tall naturally toned and dark brown eyes you could drown in yeah of course I will be there So Saturday night came I poured myself into my tartan trousers and tight white T shirt well it pays too Advertise I went over too Emma’s and the house was surrounded with cars and people Ben she shouted as she saw me arrive over here I’ve someone too meet you well we went into the kitchen and there he was her gorgeous little brother not so little now he looked at me shouted Ben ran over and hugged me what had happened he had suddenly gone from spotty teenager too boy band he looked and smelt so good as he hugged me I felt my cock go rock hard shit not in these trousers everyone will see lucky the kitchen was crowded Ben meet Ben he said what I’m Ben your Ben and this is my best mate Ben his dad might have been your teacher at school oh who I I said mr brown the woodwork teacher never a more boring man had I encountered well this is his son Ben I stood I the crowded kitchen and time stood still all I could see was this most handsome teenage boy even taller than Emma’s Ben slender the most amazing steely blue eyes time stood still as I looked at this guy very well spoken he said hello and shook my hand and it felt light static electricity between us wow what’s going on here maybe this parents party might not be so bad after all so I helped with drinks the food as promised but each time I looked around the two handsome boys seemed too be looking at me my cock was so hard the entire time I could feel how wet I was with pre cum and sexual tension I had too escape and sort myself out soon this was killing me I have too admit on a few occasions at the house I’d go into bens room and pinched a pair of his worn undies god he smelt so good but I don’t think I could mange that tonight another half hour of being helpful and my balls where fit too burst I neeed too escape I went back into the kitchen but the bens where not there just as well I thought as if I brushed past them once more I don’t think I could have controlled myself I went too the downstairs bathroom needed my release but dam was a queue ts ok I thought I will go upstairs I went up the spiral stair case that looked so magical dressed for Christmas it was such a contrast too how bland the house usually looked Do it was deserted upstairs no lights on so peaceful right into the bathroom and whack one out before I explode as I walked past Bens bedroom I wished I could have got some pants but it was too risky even for me I put my finger down my pants I was dripping pre cum I noticed a light in Bens room his father will go bonkers leaving lights on I thought I will switch it off but as grew closer I could hear kissing cheeky boy he’s got a girl up here his dad will be proud the door was only very slightly open I tried too be quiet and sneak a peek when I did I couldn’t believe my eyes on the bed semi naked where the two bens my friends brother sat up with his top off and his jeans pulled down and my teachers son on his knees sucking his best friends cock I couldn’t believe it this was so horny so hot so wrong so risky I stood in silence hoping they wouldn’t see me my cock was bulging and I set it free had it I my hand pre cum was dripping off me onto the the floor then they noticed me my teachers son looked over and said at last we have been waiting for you so glad you found us now close that door and feeds us that dick

Part 2. It seems to be working as after five minutes or so, his fingers easily slip in and out. He's asking me if I'm sure of what he is about to do to me. We've discussed it many times and in depth on the dating app but now it's really about to happen I sense his appreciation and he can sense mine. I assure him it's what I want, what I need. I can feel his body moving on top of me. His torso sliding further up my own. I can feel his cock moving up between my legs. He is hard. I can feel it sliding between my thighs and then my buttocks. He's putting lubricant on his cock now and pushing more into my hole with his fingers. I'm nervous, shacking with anticipation, fear of pain and excitement. I want this, I need this. He's right behind me now. I can feel him adjusting his cock so he can penetrate me. The end feels wonderful as he moves moves it, first around the entrance and then just the tip entering me. My sphincter is still tight and as he pushes it inside me the pain is almost unbearable. But, I want it inside me. I bite my hand to stop crying out and telling him to stop. Then he's fully inside me. Still a little uncomfortable but bearable. He's moving slowly, fucking me gently. The soft internal pink flesh of my arse in intimate contact with the tight skin of his hard cock. I can hear him unscrewing the top of a bottle. He places the bottle under my nose and tells me to breath in through my nostrils deeply. I do this four times. Twice in each nostril. I've only read about poppers and I'm amazed at the effect they have on me. I want him twenty or thirty times more than before. He's thrusting hard now and I I'm thrusting back against him. His cock is into the hilt with every stroke. I want his sperm, his load, his nut, his DNA, his babies inside me. I want him to infect me. His seed to take my body. He's fucking as hard as he can now, deeper than I ever thought possible. He's asking me if I want his poz seed and I'm almost shouting 'Yes, please give it to me' He's close to filling me up now, giving me his poison and I want it so badly. His breathing is deep and loud and he's grunting. My arse hole is so wide now from the severe fucking he's given me. He's about to cum. He thrusts as hard as he can and tells me he is coming. I can feel his cock pumping his poz cream into me. I'm pushing back accepting and absorbing all of his seed. He's totally drained of energy and sperm. He collapses on top of me. His cock, now flaccid slips out of my hole and he gets off me and begins to dress. I stay laying on my front until I hear the front door close. I take off the hood and run a hand down to my arse. My hole feels open and very wet. I want try and close my sphincter to keep his precious seed inside me. I look at my fingers and they're covered in his sperm and my blood. I wank myself off to an amazing orgasm knowing I'm no longer a virgin.

As an alpha top I like to leave you with something to remember... I love to hear pain in my bottom's voice. Any others like to hurt bottoms or any Bottom's love the pain?

I’m proud of my body, I love showing it off and yeah I am an older guy, but my powerful muscle bear build is something I am very proud of. The kid was one of those perfect ones, you know the sort angelic face and a body built from long hours in the gym, but also so that naïve that he did not know how perfectly hot he was, we first saw him when we were on the beach, I was dozing idly scratching my chest when my buddy Duke, a big black brute of a muscle daddy, poked me “hey bro look at the chicky coming outa the water” , chicky was Adams term for any young lad who got his poz dick a twitching), I opened my eyes to see a very cute smooth muscle boy in a bikini brief come striding out of the surf totally oblivious to the leering stares of a lot of the guys on the beach, my dick twitched in my shorts and I grinned “fuck yeah he is hot!”. Both Duke and I watched as the kid sprayed himself with some suntan lotion and lay face down on his lounger, his bubble butt sticky up encased like two hard boiled eyes in a hanky. I grinned Duke went into action, all those years of working on the London stage had given him skills for sure though no stardom, I watched as Duke circled round as discreetly as he could, going on the sea before nonchalantly walking up the beach and somehow ‘managing’ to look very convincing when he stumbled and knocked the boys stuff flying and then making profuse apologies to the kid giving him the perfect opportunity to chat. Now Dukes look and bulk is enough to scare the shit out of most people but he oozes charm and has the gift of the gab that mixed with his deep smooth voice disarms most people within seconds and sure enough the two were soon chatting away like old friends. I pretended to be asleep when Duke brought the kid over to our loungers, “hey Ted wake up, this is Bobby”, I opened my eyes and put on my best smile reaching up putting out my hand “hey bobby”, the kid smiled back “hi Ted”, as Bobby sat down on Dukes lounger Duke exclaimed “I’m such a clumsy idiot, I trod on Bobby’s bag and got suntan oil over his clothes!”, bobby gave a cute little laugh “hey its no problem”, Duke pouted “but it is, I feel terrible”, that made me laugh along with bobby at the look on Dukes face. We drank some wine from our cooler and chatted easily and a tipsy Bobby soon became very forthcoming with information, he was on his gap year from university and he’d arranged to meet some friends here in Spain for a week of partying but had got the dates wrong and had arrived two days before his buddies and was having to stay in a hostel, when he said that he’d giggled “I don’t know, I’m so dumb sometimes”, both Duke and I laughed at that but the sly wink Duke gave me said it all. I looked at my watch saying “we’d better go soon”, Bobby looked a bit sad but brightened up when I added “hey Bobby, why don’t you come to our apartment with us, we can watch your gear and have a few more drinks?”, he smiled a sweet smile “okay that would be ace” and laughed completely unaware of the connotations when Duke added slyly emphasizing the ‘T’ “Yeah, we can have a nice party!” Back at the apartment and a few drinks later Bobby sat on the sofa looking nervously at the glass pipe Duke held out in front of him after he’d watched Duke and I blow clouds, he bit his lip “I dunno if I should”, Dukes voice was smooth like honey “hey bobby you’ve smoked weed right and liked it right?” and after Bobby nodded continued “well this is better”, Bobby’s hand was shaking as he took the pipe laughing nervously “it ain’t going to make me do anything stupid right?”, I could only chuckle “no son, if anything it will make you the opposite of that” Bobby blew out a big cloud and we could see that the effect was quick on him, his pretty blue eyes dilated and he flushed as he leaned back whispering “oh wow”, as Duke lit the pipe again grinning as bobby took the pipe in his mouth inhaling deeply, I put my hand on bobby’s thigh running it up to his swimsuit and gave his bulge and nice squeeze “feels great eh boy?”, bobby grinned and laughed “fuck yeah feels great, make me feel tingly and horny!” I rubbed his tenting bikini “yeah I can feel that son” and then pulled the front of his bikini down engulfing his decent sized boy cock in my mouth making him whimper “oh fuck” Duke laughed “oh you will be Bobby boy, don’t you worry”

This is a tale about me, Logan Ball and my journey from innocent newbie in the theatre biz to a seasoned pro spreading more than just my talent and love of theatre. This first chapter is how my eyes were opened to the amazing opportunity I had been given and the gift I received from an unlikely source. Chapter One - Alma I wasn’t out of college yet when I got cast in my first non-Equity tour of an old Broadway show. We were finishing up senior showcases in New York City and I decided to try for a cattle call audition and I got lucky! Eighteen years of dance and voice lessons had paid off! My 6’ 2” frame and lithe build didn’t hurt, nor did my shining green eyes and auburn hair. I would get to graduate and move straight from my apartment in Michigan to out-of-town tech rehearsal in the heart of Arkansas for a month before we hit the road and I would get to travel and be paid to do what I loved. Dreams were coming true and prayers were being answered! My enthusiasm was slightly tempered when I saw the accommodations: I would be sharing a room with another chorus boy in a mediocre hotel just outside the town. I told myself that I shouldn’t mind too much — I would be working in the theater and rehearsal rooms all day, so I would only be there to crash. My roommate turned out to be a fun guy who had been on the road before with a few shows. We bonded over gin martinis that first night and decided we would be friends. The rehearsal schedule was intense and we were constantly thrown between music rehearsals, choreography sessions, blocking rehearsals, wig and costume fittings. . . you never felt like you were in one place for very long. In the background the set was beginning to take shape onstage and we were moving toward our technical rehearsals. The one thing left to decide was who in the chorus cast would fly. The show required one member of the cast to fly across the set in three places during the show. Once, just zooming across, and two more times doing some rolls and flying in zig-zags. I had volunteered (having had tumbling experience) but was a bit worried because of my height. Our first day of tech came and the director came over to me, “Logan we need to get you fitted into the flying harness. I thought Max would be up for it, but he’s afraid of heights.” “No problem!” I responded, trying to keep my boyish excitement under control. I trotted over to the stage left wing and grabbed the stage manager, “where do I go for the harness?” The stage manager didn’t even look up from her prompt script, pointing toward the shadows upstage. I heard the director call for an hour lunch break as I started back toward the dark corner where the road cases which would transport the set were stored. As I approached the cases an older guy walked out from between two large trunks and walked up to me. “Are you Logan?” His voice was rough, sounding like he had been drinking a bottle of whiskey a night for as long as I had been alive. As I got closer I noticed he wasn’t really that old. Maybe mid-forties, but he had a drawn look about him as if he hadn’t had a good meal in awhile. His eyes were mischievous, but he was still a handsome man. “Yes, that’s me! I am supposed to see someone about getting fitted in the flying harness for the rehearsal this afternoon.” I stuck out my hand to shake his. The man looked me up and down before grabbing my hand. “My name’s Johnny. I’ll be the flight coordinator on this show and will be getting you clipped in and out of the harness every time you go up. Come back here and let me get you fitted. I’m sure we have something that will work for you.” He gave me that curious sweep with his eyes as he yanked my arm forward to follow him. We retreated back to the box fort of boxes where he had set up a little station full of carabiners, rope, flying wire, rigging wire, and several different harness types with various attachments. “Strip to your undies, man.” I started a bit. Actors aren’t really repressed people; we change in front of others all the time, but I guess I didn’t expect to be down to my Calvins in front of this old guy. As I started to strip, I looked at Johnny a little closer. He was wearing the requisite black work shirt that technicians on the tour were wearing, but instead of slacks he was wearing a black kilt with tons of pockets. I thought that was kind of an interesting choice, but it accentuated his thin torso and gave his hips some flair. I stripped off my shorts and cute shirt that I felt accentuated my twink frame. Johnny walked around me, taking in my bubble butt and bulge in my steel-banded Calvin Klein briefs. I normally wasn’t shy about my body, but something in this man’s gaze made me feel like I was being looked at for the first time as a man instead of a boy. “Okay, I think we’re going to have to have two harnesses. One is going to be your regular harness for the first flight just straight across the stage. We want to make sure your chest and groin are both supported since they want to get you going at some speed.” He continued to look at me critically, “and the second harness is just a harness around your groin and hips that allows for some acrobatics. The problem is that you’ll have to strip off your costume each show so we can swap the harnesses out under your clothes.” Johnny leaned in and started to feel up around my shoulders, “You have okay muscle tone, but we’ll work on that during the tour.” His hand slowly slid down across both my pecs before it continued down my abs. His hand left a wave of goosebumps wherever it passed. Johnny leaned in and looked me straight in the eyes, “we’ll get you in perfect shape to use this,” he grabbed my bulge firmly and I noticed for the first time that I had gotten hard being objectified by this man, “to do its job.” He squeezed with a little more pressure and my breath caught in my throat. After a moment of intensity when all I saw were his eyes and I felt I couldn’t breathe, he shuffled back to the harness selection and picked up two models. “Okay boy, let’s get you fitted.” Once the intensity of the moment wore off (and I was able to convince my brain to breathe on its own again) we spent half an hour getting in and out of the two harnesses, correcting all the various straps and ties to fit me snugly. He even hooked me into the fly system and raised me up a few times to check the counterbalances and make sure it would all work. I continued on with the rest of rehearsal that day with a little bit of fog in my head. The crotch grab and intensity of the old man’s stare wouldn’t leave my mind and I knew I was hooked, on what, though, I didn’t know. * * * * * * That night after we were finished with our crazy 16 hour day, I walked backstage to grab my bag and head to the bus to get back to the hotel when Johnny came up to me. “Logan I need a few more minutes of your time to check one more thing before we fly you around in rehearsal tomorrow.” “Okay, I just don’t want to miss the bus back to the hotel.” “Don’t worry about that, I can bring you back in my car. This might take another twenty minutes or so.” I shrugged, grabbing my bag and following him back behind the boxes for the second time that day. “Strip,” was the command he gave and I immediately started to obey. As I was shucking off my shorts again, I noticed the front of his black kilt bulging out. I felt my eyes go wide and was sure my pupils dilated. . . My hormones were off the charts. When I straightened, his eyes were boring holes into my own. “Do you want this?” I nodded. “Be warned, it has a stinger.” I just knelt down and lifted the front of his kilt, exposing his freeballing 9” cock with a beautiful foreskin covering a bullet-shaped head. I tentatively licked his slit and felt his slick precum on my tongue. My college experience had seen me suck a few cocks, but this was by far the biggest I had seen in real life. I grinned as I thought how slutty I must look — rehearsal-ruffled hair, shining eyes, and licking the head of this old guy’s dick like it was the sweetest treat in the world! The licking didn’t last long before Johnny really took control, grabbing my head and forcing his cock down my throat. I wasn’t expecting as much aggression, so I more or less immediately gagged and dry heaved. “Yeah, bitch, there’s more than one reason that I made sure you missed lunch today.” He drove his cock back down my throat as I sputtered and choked around it. “You’ll be fine, you just need to breathe.” By this point, he has done this five or six times and I am starting to leak mucus out of my mouth and it is coating his cock and balls. “That’s it boy, get my dick nice and slick. It is going to be in your hole in a couple of minutes.” My eyes flew wide at that pronouncement. “But Johnny, I’ve never taken anything in my ass before, and you’re huge!” Johnny just laughed and impaled my head on his cock again. I had always imagined that I would put my career first for a few years then meet some young twink straight from college and top him for my first experience. I wasn’t a submissive, so why were my hormones not letting me tell this man, ‘hell no’? Johnny pulled all the way out of my mouth, with just a line of spit leaving an arc connecting my lips with the head of his cock. Johnny pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and ripped open the back of my underwear in what seemed like one smooth motion. Before I could even think of protesting he pushed me up against a trunk and slid his saliva-slicked member up my crack, teasing my hole. I had never felt anything like it before. His chest pressed up against my back as he continued to slick my crack and I could feel his breath on my right ear. “I’m going to open you up and change your life, Logan.” He took a nibble of my earlobe, making me moan. “I could tell that you are a top the moment I met you, but you’re young and need an elder to teach you how to treat a boy.” His head started probing my still-tight hole. “Before this tour is over I am going to show you the pleasure you can give your partners. . .” I felt him start to enter me ever so slowly as I tried to relax. “. . . you are going to bestow on men something that will change their lives, just as I am going to change yours.” The pressure was growing now, and I started to feel a little twinge of pain as his head seemed to pry my hole apart by force. “I’m going to show you what your dick can do, and you will submit to me, your ultimate father.” My hormone-drunk brain thought that was peculiar, but I had the distraction of his head completely popping in to distract me. I let out a hiss of air as I hadn’t been breathing. “You’re going to take this cock every day until the end of your contract next year and you will see just how much difference a year can make.” With that, he knocked the back of my knees with his hands and I fell onto all 9” of his cock at once. I screamed, cried, and blubbered in the next thirty minutes as Johnny tore up my ass. What had started out as just pain when I took his entire length at once became pleasurable as we found a rhythm and he fucked me senseless. At one point he spun me around and with strength I didn’t know he possessed, grabbed my legs and lifted my back against the roacd cases. “Logan, look me in the eyes as I cum inside you. This will be a moment you will never forget.” I did as I was ordered and saw his pupils flash as I gave my body totally over to ecstasy. With a final mighty thrust that I felt in my lungs, I felt his cock expand as warmth spread through my abdomen. ------------ Part Two coming soon! Let me know what you think and feel free to reach out with any suggestions!

Always a very big turn on when they reveal a pierced cock, esp when you weren't expecting one. Had a guy a while ago that I'd seen had a PA but when unwrapping the goods discovered he actually had a few piercings down there with 2 in his helmet. I was his for what ever he needed.....and he and his piercings felt fucking amazing 😜😈😜

I like both, just as much, in different ways, on different bottoms. That kind of thing is always true for me as a top — I really like skinny asses, but I like big ones too, and I like masc bottoms and fem bottoms, and on and on. So — shaved legs look natural (and hot) on some guys and less so on others. Don't go by what looks hot in porn, go by what looks right on you. If you get light body hair, then a smooth body and ass is fucking incredible. But it's not a requirement. If a bottom has a hairy ass, if anything, I tend to think he's more piggy. Aw, and cum looks so hot on body hair. Or on smooth ass.

Love flexing in the gym

While this thread is from an 8-year-old rug, it seems to have achieved a life of it's own, despite being worn thread-bare over the years. I posit that anyone is able to stop doing anything, given the necessary tools. The lovely fact is, we simply don't want to give up *real* fucking/mating/conjoining/sharing/connecting/breeding with as many of our brothers as we possibly can. We don't want the phoney, latex-clad stuff, we want the real thing. And, we're gonna get it - that's just the way it is.

I always find stories much hotter when the author is writing to his own taste, rather than the audience's. If the author isn't into something themselves, it shows in the writing. There's been a couple of stories I've seen go downhill fast when the writer started incorporating suggestions. Different story if the suggestions align with the author's interests though. That can be hot. So, I'd say keep going with what turns you on because it's obviously resonating.

Chapter 6 I go home with David and am happy with how things have turned out. David sticks around for the next week. He shows no sign of leaving. He fucks me every chance he can get. Not what I was expecting of my move to Melbourne. I am expecting things to calm down a bit now. I mean, the boys spent the weekend with me with one goal. To poz me with their own strain, and this has been achieved. I am sitting at home on the balcony enjoying a drink and smoke with David. And I say, “I guess this is it. Job done and I must say – well done lol”. “What do you mean?” says David. “Well, you guys have been great, and you have been amazing to stick around and look after me too. But I guess this is it for you guys. We catch up every now and then or something?” “Babe! I have been so happy fucking around with the boys and I love it, but I must admit, the last few weeks since we knocked you have been equally as much fun. I was hoping you enjoyed having me around too. I was kind of hoping to make it something more permanent. If you wanted too.” David says. David is everything I dream about in a guy and physically I still get hard just looking at him. But I always considered this more of an arrangement that was going to end. It usually does for me. I am not the kind of guy that someone like David sticks around for. “Which brings me to another topic. Our weekend together was as much fun for us as it obviously was for you. Yeah, we were fucking you with a goal. And we achieved that goal. Doesn’t mean we can’t have more goals and keep doing it. I know the others have been asking about the next time. They were just giving you and I some time together.” “Really?” I say surprised. “Babe, let me be honest with you and I hope this doesn’t offend you. I am glad you are part of our little family now. But after the past few weeks, I was hoping you would consider making me a much closer family member than the others. Maybe your boyfriend to start? But on one condition. I know you are a pig bottom and one of the best I have ever fucked. I am also a very horny pig top. I wandered if you would consider being my pig bottom, but open to letting me share your pig hole for others. But I promise it will always be my load last in and me you fall asleep with at the end of the night. Oh, sorry, and occasionally James and George. Four of us falling asleep and waking up together was hot. I wanna do that again.” Just as he finishes that the intercom rings. I forgot the doctor was doing a house call as he promised. “I think you will like these house calls. I do” The doctor comes in and greats David a lot more intimately than in the surgery. It is a full-on crotch grinding hug and tongue deep kiss. He is in tight jeans and casual shirt this time. He turns to me. “So how you been feeling?” And walks over to me and I get the very same greeting. Only by now I am rock hard in my jeans and so is the doctor. He does all the usual doctor stuff and then says, “I want to make sure everything is good below for you now that you are part of the family. And yeah, in case you are wondering, George is the one that knocked me up. In the surgery to be precise lol. I am usually a top, but you have seen George, you know what he looks like. I got so carried away I just had to have him inside me. So, for me, it wasn’t planned like you, but I am grateful to have his babies in me.” I respond, “I never really had a close family growing up, so this is nice.” “Ok, get your gear off and lay on your back on the kitchen table so I can have a look.” I do as he says and he puts some lube on his finger and with complete ease he is knuckle deep inside me probing every corner of my insides. He turns to David. “Show me how you fuck so I can get an idea and make sure everything is good.” Within a minute, David is inside me fucking me on the kitchen table as the doctor kisses him. The doctor says, “don’t cum just yet. Let me have a look now you have opened him up”, and his fingers are back inside me. “That is one of the slickest arses I have fingered. Very smooth in there and nothing I can feel to be concerned about.” David pipes up and says, “you gotta have your cock in him when he cums. He has arse muscles on steroids.” All the doctor says is “Ok”. And he is taking his pants off to reveal a nice 8” cut cock with a pa in it. He doesn’t ask or give any warning, just straight in and he is balls deep fucking me. David starts making out with me and jacking me off and I am already too close. “I really don’t think I can last much longer”, I say and then without warning I am shooting all over my stomach. And true to form the doctor says, “holy fuck!” and I feel him swell as my arse grabs his cock and sends him over the edge and he is flooding my insides with his seed. He slowly goes soft and plops out. I don’t lose a drop and David is disappointed and laughs. The doctor then begins fingering me again mixing his seed around. “It’s very slick now” and laughs. He puts his cummy finger in Davids mouth and David licks it clean and they both kiss. “It’s all yours mate” to David and they switch places and I lick his cock and pa clean as David fucks and fills me with a 2nd load. Since the pozzing weekend it has just been me and David and it has been awesome. But the two of them now ignites the pig in me again. David and the doctor get dressed while I keep fingering myself a bit dripping cum on to the kitchen floor. They grab a few beers and I get dressed and we step out on the balcony for a beer and smoke. “Listen, I get the impression you two are getting quite close. Does that mean you may be coming of the sex market now” the doctor says to David. “Actually, we were just discussing that. I think it is safe to say no. I mean, yeah, I will go as far as saying we like each other a lot and maybe more, but we were chatting about what that would look like, and we were considering an arrangement that would be somewhat liberal.” Says David. “Yeah, I know how I feel about David, and that won’t change, but I still want as much cock and cum in me as I can get. My poz weekend was a warmup for me. I just have someone to share those experiences with now.” I respond. David then leans over and kisses me deeply. “I may just be falling for you babe”. “Great! I have a few patients who are piggy too but need discretion and I am pretty sure your arse is exactly what they need. Any chance you up for a Saturday night at a cheap hotel. David and I can host, but with you blindfolded and taking any cock we bring in?”. I respond by stepping over to the doctor and kissing him deeply and saying, “time and place and I am there” and look at David. “Fuck yeah – my pig to whore out, and love to watch more guys breed you and you not know who they are.” “Good. Let me set it up. I’ll get back to you both”. The doctor leaves and David pulls the back of my jeans down and fucks me again on the balcony. After his second load, David asks, “I know we put temporary biohazard tattoos on for your pozzing and I could see how much you liked it. How would you feel about you and I getting permanent matching ones?” “Book it in babe!”

Mr. Miller approached Brian and leaned in close to his ear. “Partial,” he said. Brian gasped, his body falling to the floor, hands reaching down to the weight around his balls. He tried taking the weight off, but he was unsuccessful. He looked up at Mr. Miller and Wesley. “It hurts,” he said. “It’s meant to,” Mr. Miller said. “If I’m going to extend your balls to an ungodly length, it’s going to bring you pain. But, remember, that’s why I have you. You’ll learn to crave pain. It’ll be the only way you get off. Brian’s hands stopped with the weight and instead felt around the cock cage. “When is this coming off?” “It’s never coming off,” Mr. Miller said. “If it does, it’s only after your dick has shrunk down to at least one inch.” Brian looked up at Mr. Miller, his face growing red. He jumped up and started toward him, but the sudden movement caused the scrotum weight to hit against his legs, bringing him back down to his knees. “You can’t hurt me, slave,” Mr. Miller said. “The brainwashing won’t allow you to. It also won’t allow you to run. You’re stuck here, doing what I tell you to do, so, if I were you, I’d learn to find some enjoyment in tonight’s fucking. Odds are, even with your good looks, you wouldn’t have gotten dick like this even if you’d begged. Speaking of which, everything that Master Wesley tells you to do, you will do without hesitation. That includes begging for his huge dick to tear your ass open. Understand?” Mr. Miller could see Brian trying to resist, but his will was already breaking down. “Yes, Master.” He finally said. “Master Wesley,” Mr. Miller said, “He’s all yours.” Mr. Miller walked away, leaving his slave with Wesley. “I love having men under my control,” Wesley told Brian, removing his clothing. “Having them completely under a trance is good, but I miss seeing them squirm and cry and plead for me to pull my thick, log-sized dick out of their asses. Looks like I get to listen to your cries all night. Isn’t that right?” “Yes, Master Wesley,” Brian said. “Good, slave. Now, get into that sling.” Brian stood up, the weight hitting into his legs, causing him to shudder from the pain. He didn’t stop, though, unable to resist Wesley’s command. He climbed up into the sling, his balls hanging down over his ass, the skin already red. “If you thought your master tore you up,” Wesley said, revealing his 11-inch dick, “you haven’t felt anything yet.” Mr. Miller went around the room, whispering the secret trigger words which would bring some of the slaves out of their trance states, leaving them incapable of running away or crying out for help. Instead, all they could do was cry out in either pain or passion as the room was filled with the sound of men fucking. “Do you hear that?” Wesley asked, grabbing a bottle of lube and rubbing it along his dick. “All those cries, your voice is about to be the loudest of the bunch.” “Please,” Brian said, his hands grasping the chains of the sling. “I don’t want it to hurt.” Wesley laughed. “When I fuck, it always hurts.” He lined his dick up with Brian’s hole, moving his weighted balls to the side, and shoved half of his dick inside. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!” Brian cried, back arching, head thrown back, mouth open in a scream of pain as the largest dick he had ever seen ripped his ass open wide. Already a bit of blood was leaking out of his ass, running down along the sling and dripping down on to the floor as Wesley started pumping inside the slave. “Scream louder,” Wesley growled, forcing more of himself inside Brian who was no longer screaming, his body in shock. His eyes were wide, searching for someone to help him. “I’d close that mouth unless you want a poz dick down your throat,” Wesley said. “In fact, I need someone to fuck this slave’s throat.” A slave of another master stepped forward, his dick in which there was a PA dangling between his legs, proving him to be large. “This slave is going to fuck your throat,” Wesley told Brian, reaching out and grabbing his face, directing his eyes into his own. “You won’t bite. You won’t turn away. You’ll gag, but you won’t puke. When he cums, it’ll shoot down your throat and into your stomach. Understand?” “Yes, Master Wesley,” Brian whimpered, his head tilting back once it was released. His eyes saw the other slave’s pierced dick and he started to grow even more afraid. Wouldn’t that metal ring hurt his throat? Feeling the dick in his ass, the weight on his balls, and with the knowledge that poz cum had been and was about to be shot deep into his body, he already knew his body was hurting and would only hurt more. It was as if these men were trying to break him down and break him open. “Open up wide,” Wesley said, shoving his dick into Brian’s ass hard, causing the young man to gasp just enough for the other slave to shove his dick inside his mouth. Brian had never had this big of a dick in his mouth. He found it difficult to breathe. He wanted to push the guy away from him, but Wesley’s command made it impossible to do so. He could feel the PA pushing to the back of his throat, and he wanted to gag. Soon, the other slave started thrusting his dick inside Brian’s mouth, entering his throat, the piercing cutting his insides and bruising his throat. Spit fell from his mouth and into his eyes, mixing with his tears. He couldn’t breathe, but that didn’t matter. All he had to do was be there for these men to fuck him. “That’s right,” Wesley said, pounding Brian’s ass while watching his throat grow each time the other slave shoved his dick inside. “Nothing like a good spit roast.” He reached down and grabbed Brian’s balls by the weight and pulled it up, holding onto his balls as if they were a safety strap on which to hold onto for dear life. Brian’s body shuddered with the sudden pain, his testicles crying out from the pain. What will happen to them, he wondered? Would his balls be ruined? If he managed to escape, would he ever be able to walk normally? If he married a man and they wanted kids, would his balls even be able to make sperm? Mr. Miller’s voice filled his mind. “You don’t want any of that,” the voice said. “You only want to extend your balls as far as they can go. You don’t want to escape or get married. You only want to stay with your master. You only need him. You exist to pleasure him and the men around you. This is your purpose. This is why you are here.” And though Brian knew this voice wasn’t his own, and even though he didn’t believe what the voice said, he found himself relaxing and enjoying the feeling of having his ass and throat filled beyond their breaking points. Once again, his will was breaking. Wesley had seen this before. He knew when a slave was starting to come around and be broken, not because they were made to but because their minds were starting to turn. The slaves knew they were being put into a trance, but the brainwashing went even deeper, changing their thoughts, their beliefs, their deep desires. Soon, Brian would stay with his master without needing to be told to. He’d think it was his choice, but Wesley knew better. “Lucky, fuck,” Wesley said, looking at Mr. Miller. “The man is a fucking artist.” He squeezed Brian’s balls, feeling their fragile state in his hands. He wanted to see the slave’s balls reach to his knees. Fuck, he wanted to see them reach his ankles if possible. The young man’s body was attractive, but Wesley knew their slaves were their canvases. Mr. Miller didn’t like covering his slave’s bodies with tattoos or piercings, but he did like to see them as perfect specimens. Clearly, the young slave’s perfection resided in his balls hanging like a pendulum. Mr. Miller watched as Matt’s ass was opened wider by Wesley’s slave. Mr. Miller hadn’t brought Matt out of his trance as much as he had down with Brian. Instead, he brought him into a state of misconception. Matt believe himself now to be a gay slut, needing every dick he could get. His inhibitions were down, making him hornier than ever. While Mr. Miller liked this version of Matt, it never lasted for more than a few hours, which is why he didn’t use it often. It was the once trance he hadn’t yet perfected. Besides, Mr. Miller liked the way Matt looked when he was under Mr. Miller’s total control. It was as if he were a robot. Watching him fuck Brian’s ass without any sign of enjoying it turned Mr. Miller on. He was simply a fuck machine, unaware of what he was doing and the pleasure to be found in it. “Fuck yeah,” Matt moaned, jerking his dick which was leaking precum. The other slave’s hands were twisting Matt’s nipples, eliciting grunts of pain and pleasure. “Fuck me harder. Knock me up. Make my ass drip with cum.” It was music to Mr. Miller’s ears. “Enjoying yourself?” Simon asked, coming to Mr. Miller’s side. “I always am,” he said. “Not to put a damper on your enjoyment,” Simon said, watching as Wesley grabbed Brian’s balls and pulled them to their extent, “but how exactly are you planning on making this work?” “What do you mean?” “With your new slave. Are you going to keep him in a trance forever?” “I won’t need to,” Mr. Miller said. “His will is breaking, even when he’s under my trance. Soon, he’ll want to be the poz slave that he is, serving me because he wants to.” “Because he thinks he wants to.” “Same thing,” Mr. Miller said. “He’ll call his parents and say something to keep their distance. By that point, he’ll be poz. I’m sure that will anger them enough to cut some of their ties. Then, he’ll work while I work. I get his money. He gets my dick. I fuck him until he’s only a husk. Everyone is happy.” “How long until he’s poz?” Mr. Miller watched as Wesley slammed his dick into Brian’s bloody hole. “Not long.”

Chapter 5 This time David jumps on to the bed next to me and makes out with me while George and James make out at the end of the bed. “My turn” says David and he rolls me on top of him as we kiss and says, “take a seat pig”. I lower myself on to his long cock and it slides in easily, but deep. James come around and lowers his arse on to David’s mouth for a good rimming and instructs me to keep it warm till his go. And I begin to give him a nice wet head job. As I do I feel George at my arse again. He only says, “just like taking a band aid off, nice and quick” and he shoves his thick cock in next to David’s cock and I feel a shot of pain and I am certain there are more rips than last night. But this time I adjust much faster. In no time George is fucking me roughly with his cock rubbing up against David’s cock. No words are spoken, just groans from everyone as they do their job. I am so turned on by this point I cum hands-free all-over David’s gorgeous blonde treasure trail matting it with cum. Again, George almost shouts, “Fuck!” And I feel the first load flooding my insides and coating his and David’s cock. I hear David say, “oh Jesus” and feel more seed being deposited in me. James lifts of David and moves to my side and David says, “fuck you are right. When he cums his arse literally grabs your cock and almost sucks it in. No way I can hold off cumming when that happens.” As usual, George is still hard, and David slides out of me semi hard. Without George taking his cock out, James replaces David under me and in no time his cock is in my cummy hole next to Georges’ cock and George starts up fucking again. David moves in front of me and tells me to clean his cock and I do as I am told as James takes his turn. As before James and George go longer this time and to my surprise it is George giving me his second load first. But this tips James over and shortly after James is flooding my hole with his toxic seed too. They both pull out and I feel seed dripping down my legs and in no time, David is between my legs licking up anything that drips out. “Don’t want to waste a drop” he says. Once he cleans it all up, George says, “right quick break. It’s going to be a long night”. They all get up and I look at George, “no plug?”. George, “Nah, you don’t need it with us rubbing all that toxic seed into the tears. Besides, we need to let David enjoy the overflow right” and I am told to get my jeans back on and we all step out on the balcony for a drink and smoke. The next half an hour is relaxed chatting and kissing in between as we all enjoy a few beers and smokes. As George said, we need to pace ourselves. I feel a bit over dressed in my jeans and singlet, but the jeans help catch anything that leaks out a bit. The time we relax between the fucks is almost electric and yet so sensual. They make me feel like something very special to them, and I guess I am. David then pipes up, “fuck I need to piss”. And the others chime in saying the same. I am sitting on the chair having a smoke and with no warning they all just start pissing all over me. They put out my smoke there is so much piss. David finishes pissing first is straight down to kiss me while the others are still pissing on me. Catching some of it himself he spits it straight into my mouth and we kiss and swallow it all. David is rock hard again by this time and the others are boning up. David lifts me out of the chair and pulls my jeans down to my knees, but not pulling them off. Just enough to expose my hole, and sits down and just drops me on his cock with my back to him. He lets the back of the chair down halfway which just provides the perfect angle, and no sooner is his cock in me George is pushing ack inside me next to his cock. I am loose now, and it doesn’t hurt at all. James is more passionate now and is leaning in and kissing me and making out with me and David and George are fucking me. James starts to jack my cock as he kisses me, and I am fucked. “I can assure you babe, looking at your wrecked hole, you are one of us now. There is not turning back now.” I reach up and I start to put my hand on his biohazard tattoo in recognition of what is happening and as I do I explode a load all over my chest as I keep my hand on the tattoo. Again, my arse tightens around the cocks and this time David loses it first. “Fuck me dead, how does he do that” and he lets out a roar and grunt and I feel my arse getting more and more slicker. I reach up to George’s tattoo and massage it under his hairy chest and say, “I’m one of you now” and George follows suit with a grunt and growl and again my arse is just flooded with seed. I am massaging his tattoo in respect, and he inseminates me with his poz babies. As they pull out, I have cum dripping down both legs now and David lifts me up and puts me on the table and in true fashion licks it all up till my legs and arse are clean. Following on with sharing every drop in kisses between me and the others. I look at James who is rock hard and looks like he is about to explode as if to say, “come on mate”. He leans in and kisses me and says, “this one is for David”, and stands up and shoot his load all over my face. David kisses James and says thanks, and then leans over and slowly licks it all up and feeds it to me in kisses until it is all done. The night is a repeat of more loads, being double fucked a few more times with me snuggled into David’s blonde hairy chest with George behind me and James behind David. We wake up in a completely different mix, but in the morning all three of them fuck me one last time and each pump one last morning load in me. We all go for breakfast and the rest of the Sunday is spent chatting and watching movies. Come Sunday night James and George have left, and David stays behind to have a shower. After he comes out from the shower, he says he would like to take me to dinner and takes me to a nice restaurant for what seems like a very romantic dinner/meal. We talk a lot about his life and there feels like a real connection beyond the fucking. He tells me the conversion can be easy for some, and traumatic for others and says he wants to be around in case it is the later to look after me if I need it. He also offers to be my personal trainer for free. I get a call from James on the Friday to see how I am, and I say David has been here most of the week and he is surprised. “I thought you two might hit it off.” He says it is ok if David keeps fucking me as he is part of the family, so it keeps it in the family. David ends up spending most nights the following couple of weeks and true to form, around the end of the second week I come down with a mild cold. I think nothing of it as is quite mild, but David says it is probably the right time. He suggests going to his doctor and offers to come with me. The last few weeks have been nothing like my conversion weekend with the three guys. David I are becoming very close, and the sex is much more sensual. We go to the doctor and David comes with me. The doctor greats David with a more than casual hug and shakes my hand and asks how David is. The doctor is a tall, slim 30 something hottie. I can see why David goes to him. David explains that I have not been well, and he thinks it might be “the bug”. The doctor looks at David and grins, “is this your doing if it is?” David confirms with “yeah, me and the boys. He is the perfect pig bottom and was begging for our DNA, so we gave him what he wanted.” But he then grabs my hand and leans in and kisses me and says, “but I think for me, it may be a little more now”. The doctor does an instant test. After a 15 minute the doctor comes back in, and I swear I can see an bulge in his pants. He sits down opposite me and very close and puts his hand on my knee and says, “welcome to the family. I believe I have good news for you. You are pregnant.” David instantly leans and kisses me passionately and says, “and we know it is mine too”. The doctor then slowly moves his hand up to my growing crotch, and says, “then I guess it is our baby, right?”. David looks at him and smiles and nods a yes. The doctor leans in and kisses me and says “when you are feeling better, I think it would be good for me to come over to do a full physical for you. Complimentary of course.”

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."

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

Hello, it has been a while since I last came on BZ. I thought I would move on from my pig days but I realize that I am a true pig and that by writing these stories, I discover another part of me that was hidden. This story is inspired by one of my many rendezvous in this city I now call home. Montreal. Hope you enjoy. I will also try to continue my previous posts but if anything, I think starting fresh would be better so no promises. Here goes nothing. Part 1 After receiving my confirmation that I would be graduating with honors, I told myself that I was going to let lose. Submit to every temptation that I've put on for the past 6 months. I redownloaded my apps and began refreshing every hour to see who would want to top me. With the exception of weed and poppers, I never tried any other drugs due to the fact that I promised to stay stable during my undergrad years. Since Freshmen year, some friends I knew got into coke, ketamine and dropped out. Being on scholarship meant that the stakes were higher. My willpower was strong. Was. By 11pm, I thought of calling it a day as no one around my area would be interested in a 25 y/o twink whose locked photos are him in a PUMP jock. I wasn't too bad, just very choosy. Most guys who messaged me were closeted or discreet. I wanted more. Despite being called a twink throughout college, I managed to gain some strength over the past few months. Going to the gym was my way to relief the stress of academia. Going to bathouses second. But I always played safe. For some reason, tonight, I felt very piggy. It was probably because I started jacking off to Treasure Island Media when the semester ended. Being a celibate for a while really does get the worst in you. I can understand why most closeted Mormon guys I hooked up with have the weirdest kink. But mine I would say is starting to get darker. I threw my phone on the other side of my bed and laid in defeat, thinking that I'm probably going to brush off this urge I had. Suddenly at 1 AM, a no-pic profile messaged me. "Hey, boy." "Boy?" "Yeah, you. I've seen you at the gym with your tight hairy blonde ass. Pale and slender like the twink you are." "Lol. Who are you?" "Your master." "What?" I then received 5 photos of a stocky built man in leather with one of the largest cock I've seen. Not to mention, a PA. Only one tattoo on his navel. Biohazard. His eyes were green and his beard was bushy. He looked around late 40s. Both tits were pierced and his grin made my cock twitch. He also sent 6 more videos, all which shows him fucking guys around my age, from your average jock to your typical twink like me. Each video ends with the bottom begging him to breed him. Their eyes were fully dilated and it seemed as if they were on something. Strangely, I got hard. This was what I secretly needed I thought to myself. "Hot pics. I'm Felix. You?" "Who I am doesn't matter. You're going to call me Master and you're going to come over here." "No way.." Before I finished typing I backspaced and wrote "Where?" Master lived a few stations away from where I was. Pie-IX. It took 10 minutes to reach his place. Luckily, I caught the last train for the night. I found myself in front of a renovated duplex that indicated the much detested gentrification that's plaguing the city. I buzzed #6 and climbed up. As the door open, I see Master in a leather harness and chaps. His muscles were squeezing out of the black outfit he was wearing and it made me think twice of why I came here. Less than 10 messages exchanged and here I am in front of a Dom one head taller than me. Never would I see myself in this position a few years ago when I volunteered for the LGBT Club during Pride. "Hello Felix. I'm Pierre. But call me Master when you're in my house. It's nice to finally see you outside the gym shower." Upon closer inspection of his face, I realized who Master is. When I first started lifting, I remembered seeing a man of his stature jacking off in the shower during my morning workout. We made eye contact but the fog made it hard to fully recognize him. He would always wear a tanktop and a dirty jockstrap under his thigh high shorts. His ass was spectacular. I never had the guts to ask him how much he squats. All I know was that his intimidating presence always made my workout shorter. Deep inside, he knew that he turned me on. "Oh wow...I remember you." "It's been a while, eh? Why don't I see you at the gym anymore?" "Finals. Just graduated last week. Feeling kinda horny now and got lazy to go to the gym. Shit, I've always wanted to say Hi to you." "But you didn't. Good. I wouldn't want to distract you from your studies. I know I have had guys from your college transformed after meeting me." "You're not shy, aren't you? Transform?" "For the better. You'll see. Wanna come in?" I didn't know what I was getting myself into but his friendliness in real life compared to online made me step in. "Care for some water? Or gatorade? There's a special ingredient." I was curious to know what the special ingredient was so I agreed on gatorade. He told me that this drink would make me feel better. I protested that I don't do hard drugs. "A little drink never hurt anybody, right? Plus, this is safe. You'll be alright. I'm here." Very comforting. I thought, fuck it I don't have any more responsibilities for now. Summer is here. I gulped the drink and he started asking me a series of questions that felt like I was being interrogated. "What did you expect when you come here?" "I don't know. I just want to get fucked. Have some fun because I deserve it. Worked my ass off for college that my ass now needs some actual work. Your videos also tempted me." Shit, can't believe I said that. "Yes, those videos always make guys hard to resist. Tell me Felix, what are you into?" "I'm mostly versatile but I've been thinking of bottoming more. Getting fucked rough. Been watching some dirty porn. Thought of trying new things. But I play safe though." "Interesting. Have you tried any toys?" "I have a dildo and a buttplug that I rarely use. I also have some jocks but I'm going commando tonight." "Do you want to experience new things?" By now, I started to feel a bit lightheaded and everything felt like it was in the right place. "Sure. Meeting someone as old and hot as you is already a new experience. Why me, though?" "I do the questions, Felix. As for why you, I've always had a preference for college guys. Twink types with bubbly ass that needs some kneading. The ones who are secretly addicted to cum and is a true cumdump. Do you think that might be you?" I hesitated to answer because I do love cum. Just in my mouth. So I thought. I enjoy nourishing cum but the idea of cum in my ass seemed so far fetch. Yet, deep down, I know that it would be one of the hottest things to experience. Seeing a video of a guy getting bred by 10 different guys made me wish I was the center of attention. Even after factoring my stance on playing safe. It was a conflicting thought. "I'm not sure..I might get a disease and all that." "Might. Not definitely" "Yeah, there's a risk to it. Even if it would be fucking hot to have cum drip out of my ass from different guys." I wasn't sure whether it's the drink or my inner thoughts thinking out loud again but I was clearly succumbing to him. "So it's fucking hot, you say? And the risk, so what? I'm positive and I take meds. Sometimes. I still live. Not many side effects." By now, I can see where the conversation was going and the better part of me still tried to reason it out but the real side of me could only respond with "Really? And you're okay with that?" "Yes, I'm okay with that. Other people, not so but who cares? They don't have to know unless I state it. Plus, don't you think that raw bareback sex is the true way we should fuck? Having one's seed in you? Being a part of someone? To claim and be claimed? As nature intended to?" The effects of the drink was now stronger and I realized that I have been holding a hard on for a while. "I mean, your cock is rock hard for a reason, right Felix?" I'm not sure why but every time he calls me Felix, I get turned on more and more. "Hm, as nature intended too...I guess you're right..I could try. It would be hot with you." Why was I saying this? His aura definitely revealed a different side of me. "Do you want me to breed you, Felix?" "Yes." I've fully succumbed to the drink by now and I have no regrets. "Do you want me to use my toys on you? Stretch your ass and make you become the real cumdump you are?" "Yes." No regrets again. "Excellent. Let's relax and have a smoke first before we continue. We have the whole night. Or weekend if you last long." At first, I thought that we would be smoking some weed but Master brought in a different kind of pipe. A glass one. He then inserted some substance that looked like salt rocks and lit a butane lighter under it. "Hey, what is that?" "No Hey, it's Master. You will not disrespect me in my house." It's striking how quick his tone changed after I agreed to his proposals. "Master, what kind of weed is that?" "It's not weed, Felix, it's my good friend Tina. You're going to enjoy her. Don't be shy now." As Master took the pipe away from the lighter and inhaled the smoke, Master embraced me and we made our first kiss. "Breathe in, boy." Now I'm called boy. I don't even know why I agreed to inhaled but I'm glad that it didn't taste so bad or burnt as bad as most joints would. "Hold it in and don't let go until I tell you to." I kept it in and after a few moments, Master gestured me to open my mouth and a trail of white smoke was expelled. My heart began pumping and I felt an intense rush that I've never felt before. Everything felt amazing and when I saw Master, it felt like I need to worship him. We shotgunned, as Master would say for a few times and with every breathe I inhaled from Master's mouth, the more I am obligated to him. It was a completely new feeling that I had never felt before. Soon, Master told me to strip and to follow him to his bedroom. Master then brought me to his bathroom where I was told to kneel on all fours. I starred at the lights in enhancement as I felt a cold liquid applied on my ass and crotch. Master was now shaving me gently. "We want a clean and smooth boy, don't we?" I nodded and whispered "Yes, Master." A tip of a nozzle was then inserted into my ass and I suddenly felt full. "Don't worry boy, this is to clean you out. You've douched before. The only difference is that this is a bit special. It's meeting Tina after." My ass felt full and I could recall a tingling sensation happening. After releasing the liquid from my bowel, Master fingered me. Oddly enough, his fingers felt like it was covered in sand. "Wow, Master, Wow" I couldn't explain how I felt. Only that Master's finger no longer felt like sand. It felt smooth like cream. I moaned louder than I started and Master turned on the shower head to fully wash me. Stepping out of the shower, Master took out one of his dirty jocks that looked like it was ravaged by cum and piss. On the band, it says POZ PIG. Before instructing me to wear it, Master made me inhale the jock and savor its odor. "This boy, is my golden jock. Many boys before you have worn this and have earned the title that you'll soon receive" Despite being worn numerous of times, it snapped on me perfectly. I looked myself in the mirror and I noticed that my body is now completely shaved except for my head. When Master touches me, it feels like electricity running through my nerves. "Get on the bed now, boy. On your back. We've only just begun. You're doing very good so far." I lied on the bed and Master took out some ropes that was then tightly tied from the bed poster to my limbs. Each leg was tied to each arm to ensure that my ass was spread out to give Master the view he deserved. I was still in bliss thanks to my new friend Tina. Master came up to me and put the pipe in my mouth, directing me to inhale 6 times. The rule was that for every 30 minutes, I would get 6 shots. The lights were then dimmed to reveal the ceiling lights which had UV lamps. Master then took out a chest under his bed. In it contains all the toys that he would use on me. First, he took out a pair of gloves and a jar. The label on the jar read + CUM X + Master came up to me to peck me and brush my face before proclaiming, "This is the last time I will be soft on you. I will be soft on you after you're done which we both aren't sure of when. Are you ready to submit to me? To release your inhibition and be who you truly are?" "YES, MASTER. I AM READY. I SURRENDER MYSELF TO YOU." I shouted with full confidence and determination to realize my true potential. Master only responded with "Good boy. That's the cumdump bitch that's starting to come out of the second closet speaking." He was right. I didn't know where this came from. Techno music started playing and without warning, I felt Master's fingers in me with the content of the jar. It glowed under the lights. First it was one, then two. After, it was his palm and by the time his whole fist was in me, it felt incredible. Despite his warning, Master was gentle and my ass accommodated him with agility. To avoid an early rosebud, Master did not spend too much time fisting me. Rather, he began inserting a string of anal beads to stretch my ass out. "Slowly, but surely, boy. I think we're gonna spend the whole weekend here." I nodded and stared at his eyes with the most lust I've had since I lost my virginity. Each sequencing bead got bigger and as I screech from the initial pain, I slowly moaned at every insertion. 5 beads were now in me and I still did not feel full. It was as if I wanted more. Finally, all 7 were in. Master then slowly pulled out the string and inserted it again. He increased his paced as I groaned and moaned with pleasure. The final pull made me scream with Master chucking and spitting in my mouth. "Good fucking boy. I want to hear those screams because that's how a pig should sound." Bullets of sweats were now perspiring out of my pores and the heat had only made the bed sheets wetter. Master did deliver his promise that it was going to be alright as he fed me the gatorade throughout my stretching for hydration. For some reason, despite experiencing this newfound pleasure, my cock was soft. Master told me that this was normal when you're friends with Tina. I didn't mind as I was enjoying everything that was happening. After the beads, Master began using the different dildos that he had, with the smallest being at least 3 times bigger than the one I have back home. Its girth was larger than a Campbell Can. With each dildo, the precision that Master had was unparalleled. Never have I thought that I could feel this good from my ass being stretched. Throughout my moans, Master was encouraging me and telling me how good of a bitch I was. It was dirty but caring. "Master's really glad you came tonight, boy. I haven't found a potential pig in a while now. You're doing so great. A proper cumdump is what you're going to be, right, boy?" "Yes, Master, I'm embracing the cumdump that I am." "Good, boy. Very good. I rarely do this during first times, but I think it's time to make this a weekend and introduce you to my other friends. Are you ready boy?" "I don't know, Master. Are they like Tina?" "Haha no boy, these are real friends. You're going to serve them too, just like you serve me. Like a true cumpdump, right boy?" "Yes, Master." Master continued to fuck me with each dildos for hours. My ass was now fully stretched but I still felt unfulfilled. As if it's missing something. Master's cock. I wondered when Master will finally impale me and fill me with his seed. Before or after his friends show up? I wasn't sure. The cum in the jar did no justice despite my eyes being fixated on its glow. All I know was that the feeling that I experienced did not subside thanks to the occasional smoke that Master gave me. Time did not feel the same and before I know it, the Sun had started to rise. "Don't worry, boy, this bedroom is always night time." With that, Master closed the shade and put on a different playlist that had a darker electronic tune. "We're not even halfway done, boy. You still have a long way to go." I was still sweating and enjoying the high but the uncertainty of what was about to come made me nervous for a moment. However, after another puff and additional gatorade from Master, I became more excited. Master caressed me for a while and slapped me in intervals, revealing a side of me that enjoys pain. My moans of approval encouraged him to take out his bondage equipment and soon, I was wearing a leather head harness with a ball gag, salivating to Master's nods of appeasement. Chained clamps was then clipped to both nipples and I moaned louder. Master really knows what he was doing and I was savoring every moment of it. "It's already 10 AM. Master has got to run some errands and get some more tools for tonight. Piss on the bed if you want to, boy. That's natural musk." 9 hours passed but it felt like 90 minutes. Before leaving me, Master took out a steel butt plug that's double the size of his fist into me, anchoring me onto the bed, my ass full of the glow jar cum, leaking periodically. I still did not feel full but only a heavy weight in my ass. The TV was then turned on to show some kind of amateur porn. It didn't take long for me to realize it was Master's homemade videos of him fucking his previous boys, some wearing the jock I was wearing. Some boys were blonde, some were muscled, and I recognized one who was the quarterback of the football team. All getting bred by Master and his friends, who were large as Master was. Some of Masters friends would piss in them after breeding them and some had two boys with Master instructing them to fuck each other with a double end dildo while being fed Tina. I couldn't take my eyes away from it for a second. I was left in this state until Master came back. Hunger was not an issue at all as I didn't feel any desire to eat. Just to fuck and cherish everything that I was going through. I peed on the bed twice as the plug made it hard to contain my ladder. It wasn't until Master's 6th film in which an Arab exchange student was begging to be pozzed by Master ended that I hear the door being unlocked. My cock was still limp since 12 hours ago and I was not exhausted at all. I estimated it was already 4 PM. I heard Master's voice trailing from below... "I'm telling you guys, this pig is built different. He's definitely going to make you bust your 3 weeks HV Load, Jack. Also Randy, you better keep that T piss for him." "That's why I brought my own stuff. Unlike Jack!" Laughter then followed from what sounds like more than a group of men who I am certain are Master's friends. To think that I have another 24 hours...

The motel room was on the second floor, something I'd read somewhere made it seem as though that was a good choice. But I'd never done this before; host an anonymous pump and dump scene. Until recently, I'd been in what I thought was a long term mutually monogamous relationship with my college boyfriend for almost 10 years but now that was over. He'd found someone barely out of high school and now was in over his head in the grips of his midlife crisis. "Fuck it!", I thought. It's time for me to finally put myself first. Tonight I was no longer a partner, or boyfriend. Tonight, I was going to be the slut I wanted to be. I was nervous as hell but so excited I could taste it. I had smoked a joint and was feeling horny as fuck. I opened up my laptop and proofread my ad one last time before posting it. It was short and to the point; "good looking masculine bottom looking to get fucked, hosting now in my motel room, email me for details". Accompanied by a pic of me, face down, ass up, and lubed. I downed a couple of shots of vodka then jumped in the shower for one last spot check. Perfect! Deep cleaned and ready for my first strange dick in almost 10 years. I started getting email notifications and quickly figured out that not everyone who responds to ads actually wants to fuck, some wanted to chat, others wanted pictures and more pictures, and still others wanted to join me in getting fucked next to me (in other words, use me for the room). But along with all this came an email that was short, to the point, and sounded like what I was looking for. It said, "9 inch top, love anon scenes, send address and room number and I'll be on my way." I quickly replied with the motel's address and my room number along with directions and lit up a joint to chill while I waited for his response. 5 minutes later, a reply came back, "on my way, 15 minutes away, wait for me face down ass up and the room dark". I replied "Ok", finished off my joint, and prepped the room; drew the blackout curtains, used the Do Not Disturb sign to leave the door unlatched, and got on the bed face down, ass up, and lubed and put a handful of condoms by my feet. Not being used to hooking up, I assumed that most guys still used condoms. Soon I heard the sound of a car outside, followed by a car door closing and heavy steps on the stairs. I closed my eyes in nervous expectation and heard the slight creak of the cheap motel room door as it opened. I heard the door click closed, followed by the sound of undressing and then felt him climb onto the bed where I was waiting with nervous anticipation. As I took two deep sniffs of poppers, he grabbed my ass, feeling the curvature of my cheeks and spread them wide but surprisingly gently. I felt his cockhead at my hole and two things struck me simultaneously as I started feeling the popper high; for starters he wasn't wearing a condom AND his dick was really thick and hurt as it struggled to slide in. "FUCK! You're tight!" He said. "Yeah, please go easy, you're the first guy to fuck me in a really long time." I replied "Oh Fuck, that's hot. Don't worry, I'll fuck your hole good. Leave you nice and relaxed and gaping." The friendly way that he said it made me chuckle and as he continued to stuff his big dick in my ass, I felt my hole begin to relax around his thick shaft. I had no idea what he looked like but from what I could feel, he had nicely muscled thighs and I could feel his firm stomach on my lower back. I hadn't mentioned anything about status, assuming that condoms were still routinely used. I was negative but I wasn't naive, I knew what the risks were. For now, his huge dick was stretching my hole to the limit and I was in the grip of the most intense feeling of pleasure/pain. He pushed me onto my stomach and bottomed out inside me as he slowly slid his length inside me, pushing his cock right onto my prostate and sending me into spasms of electric bliss. As he bottomed out, my hole began spasming involuntarily from the intense sensations as it struggled to let his huge invader fill my guts with its thickness. It was an excruciatingly exhilarating mixture of pleasure and pain and it made me want to make him feel as good as he was making me feel. "Fuck, dude. I can feel your hole milking my dick" "Yeah dude, you've got a huge dick, my hole's trying to get used to you. It'll take me a moment but I can take it." "Oh fuck yeah! That's what I love to hear! I'm gonna breed you, leave you ready and lubed for the next guy. Is that what you want? To get fucked by random strangers? You want to take loads all night? I can tell that that hole is hungry." He punctuated every syllable with a deep thrust, grinding my prostate on every down stroke, and I moaned "Fuck yeah, that sounds awesome. Your big cock feels so fucking good!" He continued fucking me for a few more minutes and I loved every second of it, he would pound me fast and hard for a few seconds, then would slow down and grind his cock as he hilted himself inside me. He kept telling me how hungry my hole was, how he could feel me milking his dick for his load. His hot verbal assault on my senses was driving me closer and closer to an orgasm and I was breathing hard and shivering with pleasure. "I'm about to cum inside you boy, you positive?" The casual way he asked and the implication the question carried threw me off for a moment and I didn't know what to say. In a moment of honest confusion I blurted out, "No, I'm negative but I want your cum." "Fuck! Are you serious?! That's fucking hot!" He said, as he drove in and ground right onto my prostate. "Oh fuck, I'm getting close too, please give it to me. Please shoot your load in me." I groaned in pained ecstasy. As I said that, I realized what I was about to let happen and the realization was enough to take me over the edge; I started cumming and shouted "Fuck yeah, please shoot your sperm in my hole! Fill me with your cum! Make me your slut!" "Awwwww, fuuuuuuuck, YEAAAH! Take my poz load you slut!!!" He groaned as he shoved balls deep inside me and I felt his thick shaft pulsating as he shot his now confirmed poz cum into me and the sudden warmth of his sperm washing over my prostate in waves triggered another orgasm. My hole kept spasming uncontrollably around his dick as if milking every last drop of his precious tainted load. He shot what felt like gallons into me, then collapsed on top of me, panting, and I felt a strong built frame on top of me. "I know I said I like anonymous scenes, but I wanna fuck you again. But this time I wanna see your face." He whispered. I reached over to the nightstand and turned on the lamp and looked over my shoulder to see a handsome tall Latino, with a nice build, mischievous smile, and bright hazel eyes. "I'm Martin" he said. "Were you telling me the truth?" "Hi Martin, nice to meet you. I'm Alex, and yeah, I was telling you the truth." He smiled and said, "That's fucking hot! Thanks for letting me pop your poz cherry. I'm gonna call a couple of buddies over and make sure you get knocked up tonight. That hot ass of yours needs to be shared ha ha." I laughed as I thought that this was more than I had expected but I was more than ready to make up for lost years. And if I was going to become poz, this stud was the perfect man to do it. I lay back, pulled my knees to my chest, baring my freshly bred hole for him and said, "Fuck yeah, please breed me more. Fill me with your poz cum."

I was in DC going to the Nationals game I looked on Grindr and found navy guy who was looking too I texted him and he said he would love to come over 15 minutes later he was there. He was off and wanted to just fuck He loved anal sex and wife would not let him He quickly stripped and showed a nice thick dick. He also said he only fucked bareback He just laid me on my stomach on bed and went right in He fucked me for about 10 min till I could feel him cum he stayed in got hard and fucked me again he came three times before he left. Yes I was sore but happy

Going against the general wave of "I should be able to do more sooner!" posts here, I'd like to suggest one more way of tightening down, at least for RawTop to think about. I'd suggest that new members not be allowed to create entirely new topics/threads in any forum until they've posted at least X number of replies to existing topics/threads (assuming that's possible with the forum software). What number "X" should be, I can't say, but not excessive - something like 5 or 10. This should force anyone who's new to at least look for an existing topic that might cover their question/point/whatever, and hopefully keep discussions together rather than separated. As a side benefit, I think some familiarity with the system organization, and reading more posts and how this community operates, would help them when they do gain the ability to create a topic. I've noticed a spate lately of topics that are almost incoherent (possibly due to language issues, possibly not) and all seem to be from people who have posting histories in the single digits. I recognize this means one more thing people can't do "from the start" but I also think this has more upside than downside.

The supernatural power I would want to have to to be able to arouse Lust in other males so they would want to have male-on-male sex with me no matter what their normal sexual orientation was. Just to be able to be in a locker room and my very presence spurns other males to Lustful hunger that only I can satisfy. I could get fucked/fisted by whole football teams or fraternity houses. And having no false Xian based shame about my penis or guilt about my sex appetite would mean sex any place and time. I would get hired to do live sex shows (something I want to do in real life in addition to the porn I have regularly done).

Thanks for the like to my post.

There is a chance, absolutely. I save the piss fuck for the last thing we are doing that night.

Hot profile man! would love to phone bone with you sometime 😉

Hi. New here and taking this all in. I did not have the luxury of prep. I go back to the early 80s so back then condom was not a thing for gay (or bi in my case) men. We just fucked. Then at some point we started hearing about this gay disease. I was lucky to survive the disease but could not escape it. But that freed me up to go bareback the rest of the way. As a full time bottom I always assumed that if a stranger was willing to fuck me raw he too was poz. Now with prep that’s not always the case. But I too realized guy checking safe sex only then hitting me up for bareback sex. I’m alway open about my status and condom use is NOT an option.

A prequel would be good, perhaps focussed on Andy and a part 2 as he comes back for more, converts and gets his ink

This reminds me of meeting up with this hot dad only to find out it was going to be two hot dads. After some T-smoke and play time I was like little Bobby here, one playing with my pussy hole and the others cock sliding in my mouth, when the one playing with my hole said, Time to fuck this boy up and get him pregnant. After they slammed me, the original Daddy said, I'm daddy and this is uncle Nick, be a good boy and we'll introduce you to your big brother. He knew my weakness was incest, so I was a good boy for daddy and uncle Nick and did what I was told.

Whether I am topping or bottoming. So long as there is raw cock up the ass and dumping a load, I’m not going to complain. But for a long session on the bottom, being in a sling is ideal. Not only does a cradle the body but it’s extremely effortless on the legs.

Just got my monkeypox vaccine (1st dose for now, no news from the gov't about second dose yet!) this afternoon in neighbouring Toronto. Feeling a bit tired. My arm does not hurt where I got the shot. In the City of Toronto, the Public Health department has heard about monkeypox and actually giving out the vaccine (by prior appointment), but the surrounding regions seem not to have heard about monkeypox (like Peel Region). The nurse administering the shot told me to get in touch with my doctor to relay the news that I've received the monkeypox vaccine shot -- old school, but it works! Sometimes technology is not hooked up properly to inform your personal doctor! Sexpigs, get the monkeypox shot if you can -- it's WORTH IT!

Part 2: Chaos Begins I felt a cool breeze from the night air wash over my exposed ass. My hole puckered. I was swimming in fuzzies from the molly and anticipation. I gyrated on the bed. The cool breeze stopped as the stranger in the room closed the door. I was waiting, ass up, face down, half hidden under bedding but fully exposed to a stranger, waiting, wanting, and needing to get railed. My body felt warm and light, there was a sense of exhilarating freedom coursing through me. I heard the sound of things being placed on the bedside table. Clothing being removed. The clink of a belt hitting the floor. The rustle of clothing. The shifts of a body moving from foot to foot, place to place. I was so high that I felt like I could feel shifts in the pressure of air in the room. His movements sending currents through the small room that could be felt by the tiniest hairs on my body. Everything felt slow and intentional. I felt his body get on the bed to the right of me. It felt like he was kneeling next to me. “Here. Sniff these.” Poppers were placed near my hand. I have never tried poppers, but I certainly knew what they were. I didnt feel any hesitation. I took the bottle, opened them up, and placed the opening under my nostril while under the sheets. I took 4 large, deep inhalations, feeling the electricity of the molly mixing with the thrumming of the poppers. I groaned deep and low. “Fuck yah”, he said. The stranger stayed next to me, kneeling on the bed. He lifted up the bedding more, so it only covered the base of my neck and head. Everything else was completely uncovered. He took my free right hand and placed it on his rock hard cock. I could picture it, I could see the image he sent on grindr. His large mushroom head was wet with precum as I stroked it slightly. I could feel it pulsing as it filled my hand, radiating heat and lust and need. I was going to get used. “Stroke it, get it ready for your ass.” I played with it, slowly, appreciating its size and weight. It felt important in my hand. Like it had purpose that I was created to fulfill. I couldnt see him or his dick, but my highness gave me a different experience. It was heightened and as I stroked him, I could picture so much more than my eyes would ever tell me. My mouth felt really dry and I felt uncontrollably high. My eyes were closed but I could picture so much. Noises were colors, my shaking energy was a wash of pink behind my eyes and the radiant heat from his dick was orange. I could feel so much and I wanted so much. I groaned, “fuck me”. I was about to get what Trev got. A strangers dick in his hole. He moved away from the right of me and into position behind me. Where there was previously a cool breeze from the open door, now there was a warm sensation on my ass and hole. He was blowing on me. Fuck. My asshole twisted and i shivered. It was too much. I heard him spit and felt a wad land right on my hole. He blew some more. Spit. Then blew some more. He was in control. “What a nice ass and hole. You gonna give it to me?” I just groaned. “You got anyone else lined up?” I didnt know how to respond, or if I should. So I just groaned again. Speaking wasn’t much of an option anyway. My thinking and rational humanity was replaced by desire and lust. He brushed his finger on my hole, teasing it slightly, just lightly pressing a finger at the edge, before moving up and down my crack. “No one else eh? You want some cock? I wanna hear you.” Again, I just groaned. As I did he inserted a finger, right to the base knuckle. I whimpered in response, “yesssss. I want to get fucked.” I clenched on his finger, feeling him inside me, holding himself there. “Yeh, you are going to get fucked. Keep sniffing those poppers”. I almost forgot. I opened them up and sniffed, feeling my asshole clench less and less. “That’s it. Don’t clench, let go. Open up for me.” He moved his finger slowly in and out. “Keep sniffing. Take deep hits. I want you nice and loose for this cock.” Groan. I could feel him using his thumb to rub up and down my taint, stroking lightly near my balls. He inserted a second finger. I started to clench. “No boy, don’t clench. Stay loose. You need to be nice and loose for my fuck.” I whimpered more. I pressed my chest and face further into the mattress, lifting my ass and body up more with my core, spreading my legs more and bringing my knees closer to my head. He was so deep inside and I felt open and loose, just like he wanted. . “Fuck yeh. You ready for the dick?” I wasn’t. I wasn’t sure I would ever be ready. Just then, I got a glimpse of Trev again and remembered the top asking him if he wanted the load. I wanted this man to fuck me, and I wanted it raw. He pulled his finger out and shifted on the bed. I heard him spit again a few times followed by the slap of a cock on my hole. I couldnt help myself, I pushed myself back onto it. I reached back with my left hand, but just as I did, he pulled away. “Just need to get myself hard”. It felt pretty hard already. But I knew he was in control. “Put your hands forward and sniff those poppers boy. You want this, I know it.” I did as he commanded. Just as I took a third huge sniff, I felt his cock head at my hole. He just left it there with just the slightest bit of pressure, easing his way inside me. I couldn’t handle it. I let out a slow and long moan. “That’s right, just take it. Yeah boy. Just give your ass up to fuck. Ill get you ready for other guys.” Holy fuck I was spinning. “Yeah you like that don’t ya? Just fucking using you.” The feelings and sensations were so intense. I had never experienced anything like this before. “You were made to get fucked, weren’t you. Tell me boy.” I just groaned. “I wanna hear you say it boy. Tell you were born to get fucked.” I could barely form words, but I heard the authority and urgency in his voice. I could feel it. I responded, “I… I am made to get fucked.” I barely finished saying the word ‘fucked’ and he thrust inside me completely. I let out a loud and deep groan, throwing my hands out in front of me and pressing my chest and upper body deeply into the bed. He started fucking me right away, deep long strokes. I was there to be used. He pounded away. It was like he went from 0 to 60, teasing me, blowing on my hole, and forcing me to commit to being his fucktoy. Then, as soon as he got what he wanted he dove in. He didn’t hesitate or ask for anymore permission, he just leaned into the heat. He was now there to use me and get off. The molly, poppers, rum, and the experience were overwhelming me, but I suddenly remembered I asked him if he was safe. I know I meant using a condom, but I vaguely remembered that I almost intentionally left out details so that it was up for interpretation. He was pounding me with deep, intentional, and fast thrusts. The bed was moving, my body felt like it was being struck by waves of sexual pressure. He was never outside of me, but he was creating friction and a pulling sensation with his cock in my hole. I kept picturing it pulling at the edges of my insides. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel his dick as it entered my hole. I kept picturing his hard dick inside me. I reached back with my left hand and moved towards my ass. Instantly he grabbed it, positioning it over my head and pushing my body forwards. I collapsed fully into the bed. “Unh uhh. You are not in control. I am. Sniff those poppers boy. You are going to get what you need. You like this dick?” His weight was fully on top of me. I felt like I could barely breathe with the pressure on me. But I took some poppers anyway. The movement of his body was creating loud slapping noises and my cheeks, his body, and his balls slapped together. I pictured his cock, I thought of Trev, and I remembered the top asking him, “You want it?” Followed by Trev demanding that he be bred by the top. I whimpered, “Fuck. I want it.” The top inside me chuckled. “Yeh, you want it. I know you do. You are going to get it.” Deep, hard strokes were filling me up. “You are going to get it. Ill lube you up for the next guy.”I couldnt even comprehend the idea of another top, another fuck, but I think he was right. I wanted it. “Please, give it to me. Deeper.” I could hear myself, but I could barely believe it was me. I felt like I was roleplaying as a cumdump junkie, something I would normally judge others for. I was so happy in my relationship, I was proud that I wasn’t just some other slutty gay cliche, yet here I was. Getting railed by a stranger, probably raw. Just like Trev. I was just like Trev. I wanted to feel everything Trev felt. I could feel his rhythm changing. He was getting ready. Each thrust felt like it was sending fire throughout my body. I was loose, but I was so high I felt like I wasnt even getting to feel his cock. I wanted to feel it, especially as he shot. “Don’t clench. Stay loose.” I couldn’t help myself. It felt so good. “The harder you clench, the harder I am going to fuck.” Goddamn it. His language, his words, how he owned me. It was driving me wild. “All right boy, I see how it is going to be. Get ready.” He picked up pace and he was true to his word. I couldn’t stop clenching and gyrating my ass to his movements. My cock was rubbing up hard against the bed and it felt like it could burst at any moment. He shoved hard and deep, going harder and deeper than I expected he could. It felt violent and raw. I had no rights here, just a hole. “Fuck yeh. Get ready. Here it comes.” Suddenly I felt fearful. What the fuck was I doing. I started to freak out a bit. “Dont breed me… I… I only play safe.” He laughed and groaned, shoving his cock deep. “Too late boy. You are getting it deep.” He spasmed. I tried to pull away, but I was too weak. I was too much of a slut. Too much of a hole. I wanted it and any resistance I felt was outweighed by the drugs and the desire I felt. He pistoned a few times, placing his load deep in me but also letting me feel his raw cock a few more times, then he pulled out. “Fuck dude, I came a lot. That is a sweet hole.” I started to move and pushed myself up a bit and back to all fours. “No. stay down.” he pushed me back roughly into the bed. I could tell I was leaking from my ass and also my cock. The cummy jock was silky and soft, but soaked through with precum. I felt his body shift as he leaned forward and shoved his fingers in my hole. “Yeh that’s it. You loved it didnt you? It would be a shame if you stopped now. Do you want more, boy?” At this point I couldnt feel control over my body and even my spirit. I was an aimless fuck crazed slut. “Yeh. I gotta jet, but you should get fucked.” He grabbed my junk roughly with his other hand. I could barely contain myself. The feeling of my cummy ass and his fingers roughly pawing at my junk sent me over the edge. I started cumming and it oozed through the jock. “Fuck yeh. You little slut. That’s okay, just more lube for the next guy.” He scooped up the cum by pulling the jock to the side. He reached up and around to my face and shoved his other fingers in my mouth. I could taste myself. He went back, grabbed more of the jizz in my jock, and then shoved those fingers in my hole. “Ill check in on you, boy. You are good boy and you are going to be a good boy for other guys I hope.” He pulled out and I felt empty. I heard him getting dressed and he didnt say anything else. A few moments later he slapped my ass. Then he was gone. I heard the door open and close and I was alone. I felt drained, but so incredibly high. I could tell it was going to last a while. I had cummed, but my cock was rock hard. I rolled over and inserted a finger in my ass. Fuck I was wet and loose. I grabbed my phone and tried my best to use it give how high i was. It wasn’t working well. I couldn’t believe I wanted more, but I did. All I could think was, what have I done and am I ready for more? I was about to find out. ----- Note from author: Tell me what else should happen and maybe Ill continue chad's descent?

Wonderful start

deamn, this hot as fuck! The incest and the pozzing are playing with my mind.

[This is Part Two of the story, "The Out-of-Towner." If you have not yet read it, start there before continuing.] Moderator's Note: I merged the two threads to keep the two parts together. Nearly a month had passed and I found myself checking the apps multiple times each day, searching for the anonymous out-of-town stranger who bred me with his poz cum. I had taken several OraQuick tests but all had - so far - come back negative. I found myself thinking more and more about that beautiful poz cock, how it split me open and pounded my hole and left me a soggy mess. That's not to say I had been celibate for the past month. Even the prospect of being poz gave me a new-found freedom and I found myself behaving like the wanton slut I've always wanted to be. Instead of going home and searching for cock on the apps, I would go to the local adult theater or to one of the several bookstores in my area. I had taken more cock in one month than I had in the entire previous year. But still, I continued to check the apps searching for that one specific profile. I ached to be filled the way my out-of-towner had filled me. It happened on a Wednesday. I was in one of the more popular bookstores, bent over the back of a couch in their public area. My lips were wrapped around a big black cock that stood in front of me while a twentysomething guy pounded me from behind, his hands grabbing my hips so hard I could feel his nails digging into me through the fog of poppers and pleasure. At last the twentysomething gasped and unloaded deep inside me. "My turn," said the big black cock in my mouth. He stepped around the couch and in one fluid motion slid balls deep inside me. He had obviously enjoyed my mouth because after just a few thrusts, I heard a grunt and the telltale pulse of his cock as he, too, unloaded deep in my guts. After cleaning his cock with my mouth - I found the taste of cum and ass intoxicating - I pulled up my pants and took my phone from my pocket. The bookstore was pretty quiet, with just a few other guys milling around looking for a cock to suck. I opened the apps and there it was - the message I had been waiting for. "Back in town," it read. "Come get some more poz cum." Without a moment's hesitation I responded. My hands trembled with excitement as I typed, "At the bookstore now. Same hotel? Room?" "Which bookstore?" was the reply. I gave him the name and address. "Stay there," he wrote. "I'll be there in 15 minutes. I'll let you know when I arrive and you're to bend over and be ready." "OK," I replied. I hadn't expected him to be mobile, but I'm big on public displays so I waited and watched the app. At last, he messaged that he'd arrived. "I'm in the public room," I responded. "Bend over the couch," he ordered. Quickly, I stood behind the couch and dropped my pants. The TV on the opposite wall showed two guys spit-roasting a third. There wasn't a condom in sight. I took a couple of hits from my brown bottle as I heard the turnstile at the entrance. Not once, not twice, but three times. Was that him? Did he bring others? I was tempted to look but forced myself to concentrate on the video that was playing. It didn't take long before I felt a hand on my ass. "See, what did I tell you?" said a voice. His voice. I heard a few grunts of agreement and more hands on my ass. Then, a finger slipped inside me. "He's pre-loaded," my out-of-towner told his friends. "This is gonna be fun." Then, to me he asked, "You test positive yet, slut?" "No not yet," I replied. The finger in my hole became two, then three. My hole twitched with pleasure, squeezing them as they slid in and out. "I brought some friends," he said. "They're here to make sure you get knocked up tonight if you aren't already." My breath caught in my throat as I heard those words. I took a few more hits from my brown bottle and as I did so, became vaguely aware that some of the other guys who had been milling around the bookstore were now standing around and watching. I felt a mild pressure on my hole and then once again the sharp sting of a toothbrush inside me. The sensation lasted only a few moments before it was withdrawn. "We're pozzing this slut tonight," my out-of-towner announced to the audience. "After tonight, his hole will be toxic." A few guys turned and left the public room at this, but the others - I counted four or five - leaned in a little more to watch. At last the fingers withdrew. One of the friends stepped behind me and I felt the tip of his cock press on my hole. The click of a lube bottle, then a cool stream of liquid ran down my crack. He massaged my hole with his cock, spreading the lube around. Then I felt the head slip inside. A steady pressure and soon he was buried to the hilt, his thighs pressing against my ass as he dug in as deep as he could. His cock hit my prostate and the precum started to flow, dripping from my cock not only onto the floor but also my pants, which I had simply dropped around my ankles. The first guy pounded hard, ramming that cock into me over and over. The precum flowed freely as I steadied myself against this assault. I tried to stay quiet since we were in a public place, but I wasn't able to fully stifle the moans of pleasure escaping my lips. That only spurred him on more. His grasp on my hips tightened and his thrusts took on a frantic pace, the sound of his thighs slapping my ass reverberating around the room. Then his thrusts stopped, his cock buried deep inside me. I heard him gasp and, as I clenched my hole around his shaft, I felt him pulse over and over as he emptied his balls. At last his grasp relaxed, and after a few more orgasmic pulses he slid out of my hole. Immediately I felt a wetness running down my legs. He shifted around to the side and grabbed my head, forcing his half-stiff cock into my mouth for the customary cleaning. The taste of blood mixing with that of the other juices was heavenly! Then I noticed the biohazard tattoo just to the left of his cock, and I felt a huge drop of my own precum drip from my cock onto the floor below me. "Fuck!" he exclaimed. "Amazing." "Told you," I heard my out-of-towner reply. "OK, you're up." The next guy took his place behind me, pushing into my ass in one motion as the previous guy had done. This cock was a bit bigger, though not as large as the out-of-towner's. His pace was more measured, taking his time to enjoy my hole with now three loads inside. His hips swayed from side to side as he worked his shaft in and out of my hole, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. With one hand flat on my back, he grabbed my left hip with the other and increased the speed and force with which he fucked me, once again hitting my prostate just right and sending even more of my precum onto the floor below. It was even harder to keep quiet with his cock in my ass, and I finally decided that I didn't care. I let the moans flow as freely as the precum. It didn't take long before he, too, picked up his pace. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he announced to the room. "This guy has a viral load over a million," said the out-of-towner. "He's gonna get you good and pregnant." "Gaaaaaah," exclaimed the top in my hole as he began to pump his load into me. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" He collapsed onto my back for a moment, his rapid breathing warming my skin. He was soaked in sweat, as was I. After a moment he stood up and like the first guy, stepped around the couch to feed me his cock. No sooner had he vacated the spot behind me than the out-of-towner stepped in. Before the second guy's cock was even in my mouth he was balls-deep inside me, stirring the toxic brew his friends had already deposited in my hole. I took a couple of hits from my brown bottle, but by then I was stretched so wide that he slid in with relative ease. The second guy's now-softening cock entered my mouth and the flavor of ass and blood and four different loads of cum momentarily took my focus away from how good the cock in my ass was feeling. I had the presence of mind to check for a tattoo but did not see one near his groin. As I looked up, though, I spied the biohazard symbol tattooed around his left nipple. HOT! The second cock was removed from my mouth and once again all my attention turned to the huge cock in my ass. Just like last time he was pounding me, so hard that the couch slid forward several inches and I had to shift my feet to keep from falling over. He followed me in stride, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusts as he worked to plant yet another toxic load in my well-used hole. "Fuck yeah, take that poz cock!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "You're never gonna know whose baby you're carrying, slut." The dirty talk once again struck just the right chord, and before long I was shooting a huge load of cum all over the back of the couch and onto the floor. My ass clenched and unclenched around his cock as my load shot out, which must have been just the thing he needed. "Here it comes! Get ready for this poz load!" He rammed his cock deep and for the fifth time tonight, I felt his cock jump inside me as he shot his load into my guts. It took a while for the pulses to subside, but at last he was spent. He slid out of my hole and, like the others, offered me his cock to clean off. The toxic brew on his cock looked more red than the others had and I gobbled it down greedily, taking him in my throat all the way to the root to make sure I cleaned off every last drop. As I slowly regained my senses and became aware of the room around me, I saw that his two friends had already dressed and had joined the other guys who had watched the entire time. As the out-of-towner stepped back, one of the guys in the audience moved forward. "Not so fast," the out-of-towner growled. Once again, I felt the pressure of a plug against my hole and once again, it opened eagerly to accept the plug and then clenched around the base to ensure none of the poz loads inside me leaked out. "But I wanted a taste," the audience member protested. "Too bad, those loads are all for him," replied the out-of-towner. With that, the small group dispersed. The out-of-towner's friends waited for him to pull up his pants and straighten his shirt, then they too turned toward the exit. The out-of-towner paused for a moment and slapped me on my still-bare ass. "Not sure if I'll ever get back this way again, but if I do, you'll hear from me." With that, he turned and walked over to the exit where his friends were waiting. The door beside the turnstile opened, and they were gone into the night. This time, I held off on testing myself for three and a half months. I didn't want to know which of the three had knocked me up, or whether it happened my first time with the out-of-towner or when the three of them bred me at the bookstore. Finally, one day on my way home from work I stopped and picked up an OraQuick test. After waiting the 20 minutes as instructed I looked - and there, in all its glory, was the second line. I was knocked up. I went to the gay and lesbian health clinic a few days later and they confirmed the good news. I don't know if I'll see the out-of-towner again, but even if I don't, now I have something to remember him by.

For the next six months I just kept scaring the shit out of myself. I knew I couldn't stop having sex with strangers, it was just too exhilarating. Two or three times I had repeat sessions with guys, but it just felt boring and wrong. Every time I approached a new stranger I promised myself I would have them suite up. By the time their cock approached my vulnerable hole it was always raw and I knew I needed the cum. They didn't all breed me but most did. I was easily taking ten strangers loads up my ass every week. And, I never had the fucking good sense to ask their status. I was loosing my mind I was so fuckin frightened. I couldn't believe I hadn't gotten sick and I hadn't gotten checked out, just too damn frightened. I knew the clerk at the bookstore must have been poz with his scorpion tattoo so I'd taken at least one poz load and seemingly dodged the bullet. I hadn't heard that guys could get it without getting the fuck flu. Then one night I got picked up by a group of three guys at the cruising woods. They had watched as four strangers bred my ass and knowing I was well lubricated wanted a more private party. They were all football player builds so I couldn't believe my good fortune. We loaded into a black double cab Ram pickup and drove for about an hour to a remote cottage. The guy in the back seat with me fished out his semi hard dick and I spent the ride servicing his thick 6 inch hardon. With each passing minute and each dizzying turn my fear grew. I'd definitely done some stupid things and had sex in risky places but I'd never been this reckless. They could be planning to kill me and dispose of my body. Noone would have had a clue where I had gone. The cottage was very rustic. One big room with a sling hanging in the middle. I was immediately stripped and lashed into the swing. The guy I'd been sucking pushed his ridged cock back in my mouth. One of his friends stood at my head on the other side and presented a beautiful eight inches for me to swivel my head and suck. I proceeded to alternate one to the other. Very soon hot lips were eating out my hole and a strong tongue began to royally fuck my ass. By now I was to busy and horny to remember any fear that might have existed earlier. After five minutes I groaned as the pleasure to my ass was removed. As if playing musical chairs each guy rotated positions and quickly my mouth and ass were kept busy. The new cock for my mouth was the biggest of the bunch. A good ten inches at full mast and easily beer bottle thick. I couldn't deep throat it but gave it my best try. When the lips came off my ass I expected another musical chairs maneuver, but cried out as the eight inches plunged deep into my guts. He pounded me for 15 or so strokes and then the rotation maneuver occurred. The last guy at my ass just plunged his raw cock in and fucked away at a rapid slapping pace. He kept it up for quite some time before suddenly pulling out declaring. "I don't want to cum yet." As I expected the quick rotation ensued and the huge ten inch naked monster drove into my ass. I gagged on the cock down my throat as it muffled my screams. Pulling off coughing and sputtering for the first time I let my attention drift from the proffered cocks at my mouth to inspect what was probing my ass. I got over the initial pain almost instantly I was so horn dogged to see that huge raw cock sliding back and forth in my body. Then my sight line drifted up below his belly button and I was flooded with terror like never before. Me; "What the fuck are you doing?!" Mr.10 inches (him); "What's it look like I'm doing? I'm fucking you, silly. " Me; "But your tattoo!?" Him; "What about it?" "Your not wearing a condom. " "Why would I wear a fuckin rubber? I never use those nasty things. " "But you could infect me." "Yeah, so what? So could anyone of those guys that bred you in the woods kid." "Fuck! So are you really toxic, not on meds?" "Yup" "Fuck" "That's what I'm doin. And for all your talk you ain't stoppin me." Not only was I not stopping him my cock just kept getting harder. Me "Just don't cum in me ... please." Him "I never pull out kid. And neither will they." "Fuckin shit, are they poz to?" "Of course they are. Who to hell do you think knocked them up? (Pointing) He had the fuck flu last week, and he's still got some fever. My monster's shreddin your ass for all three doses of venom. It's your lucky night kid. You can kiss your negative ass good bye." And then he really railed into me as the eight inch cock was jammed down my throat. "I'm gettin real close kid. Beg for it. " "NO Don't ... don't cum ..." I was blasting my load hands free and my ass brought him over the edge. "Argh .... fuuuuuuccck..." "NO, PLEASE NO" "To fuckin late kid." He was still convulsing while pressed deep inside. "Which one of you gets him next?" "NO, FUCK NO! I don't want their fuck flu. " He'd pulled out of me and presented his blood, poz cum and ass juice covered stick for me to clean. I didn't hesitate amazing myself with how deeply I was able to inhale the ten inches. Before I was finished my cleaning job the smallest knob was fucking my ass. When I had my mouth back I couldn't stop myself groaning with each piston fuck. I couldn't hide my pleasure. Him "You're a great cum dump kid. I knew you wouldn't stop with mine. " "Fuck no ... ooh.... that feels so good ... but no... oh yeah .... no, don't breed me " Him "Breed him man, he wants your poison load, don't listen to him. " Me "Oh yeah .... fuck me .... but don't... don't ... ooh fuck... your filling me now aren't you? Oh fuck, I can feel you painting my guts. Fuuuuuuccck that feels so fuckin good!" As I was cleaning this fresh cock the last guy stepped up and aimed for my hole, "What do you say kid?" Me "This is fuckin crazy. No way man. I want it, but this is fuckin crazy. " He stuck the head of his eight inches into me. Me "Fuck no man. Shit it's not fair. Your raw cock feels so fuckin good. ... oh yeah ...but no..." He pulled it completely out and I felt so empty. Me "What the fuck man? What are you doing?" 8"'s "You said no." Me "Yeah, and I meant it. But you gotta give me more than just the tip. " "Balls deep?" "Yeah, balls deep. Then you can pull oouuutttt ... Oh fuck ... that feels so good " He'd taken me literally and entered in one swift movement. "Fuck me man. I need another raw pounding .... oooo fuucckk ... yeah ... like that .... your hittin my prostate just right ... don't stop. " The other two "Breed him .Fill him with your toxic dose!" 8"s " Ugh ... I'm close kid, tell me what you want ... fast " "Cum in my ass! Shoot inside me. Oh yeah .... knock me up, poz my hole." And again it was happening as I spoke. By the time I finished cleaning this cock the ten inch was hard again and teasing my swollen sloppy hole. Me "I've got three in me what's one more, give it to me." Well it wasn't just one more, by morning there must have been 9 toxic loads dripping down my balls. I slept on the entire drive back to the city. They dumped me at the woods and drove away laughing and shouting "Enjoy the fuck flu. " My terror returned and that was the cold sweat I awakened to for the next month. The cement truck of the fuck flu fevers never settled into me. And I was way too frightened to go to any clinic. With such a fright you'd think I'd avoid sex or at least not bb with strangers. But oh no, after a full days rest I was back out there getting my ten load quota every week. And fuckin and breedin the odd ass along the way.

i hope I am not breaking any rules - some what but not a steam bath house bu should be - a local gym for men and women ! It was a time being young and playing sports - looking Good for the summer ! I was very young boy with my cousin ( 20 years old ) taking me to the gym - I have been their 1 time - mixture of men and women working out ! This night must of been men's night - only men there during this time ! I walked in and was accepted - changing into my gym clothes - lots of middle age men - some guys were body builders - some were in tiny thongs - about nothing - showing off their nuts and meaty cocks ! i started running on the tread mill and listen to my music - looking at these different size males and what they were wearing . Soon i was doing curls - bending over - squats and now the bench press . I was adding weights to my bar and this good looking - perfect body with muscles and a small tight thongs - he told me - I will be your spotter . I told him I would appreciate it - Thank him - and another male - older male about 55 yrs old mentioned I needed someone to hold my legs down pressing the weights . I needed to do 3 sets of weight lifting - pressing heavier weights - my spotter keeping his eyes on me and same to him - except I was staring at his thongs ( nuts and dick ) in my face ! The older male held my hips and legs down - moving his hands about on my hips and legs - forcing them down - safe protection he mentioned . Soon the Muscle guy became my coach - telling me to pressing the weights harder - telling me things to do - soon my 3 sets was over with - the muscle guy and 55 year old man became my buddies - hanging with me - weighting weights . Then , the 3 of us went to the steam bath section - older men there- about 6 or 7 men there - having the towels off - hanging dicks - different sizes - cuts or uncut's - i was encourage taking off my towel but before saying anything - the 55 year old grabbed my towel off - now nude . The muscle guy slipped off his thongs - soon everyone was naked - chatting - and at times wiping / towels their cocks - shaking them - imagining in a room of 7 cocks - some were semi's ! I could smell the sweat , and the male hormones running in the cum - like hard cocks / cum loads - soon the older man / 55 yrs old lean over on me - his big old thick touching my body regular at times - insisted sniffing the brown bottle - several times sniffing - then he touching me - toweling my dick - feeling high and good while the other older males stroking their dicks ! Seeing erections - so many erections - soon the older male stroking me off - felt so wonderful - soon looking upon guys sucking each other off ! Soon , the Muscle guy / my coach grabbed my hands - giving me commands - i was looking around in the room - all these males had their eyes on me while jacking off ! The coach was stern and forceful - telling me to jack him off and start sucking his huge uncut dick - I had to do it - then the 55 yr. old male stroking me off - continue telling me sniff the brown bottle / poppers ! i was dazed - high - having sexual muscle guys - having older males shooting their cum loads on me - their hands feeling - smearing their cum on my body ! Soon , I was sloppy wet of cum loads from the other males there - the Coach helping me to a personal room connected to the gym - dark - low lighting - pictures of muscle guys in shorts - naked pictures - hung cocks - HOTTER than HELL - main was Big , Beautiful , Big male Cocks / Breeding ! About 5 older males and the coach with me - we all smoking weed and playing with cocks - cocks - now a hour later - I was blizzed - drunk - high - I could not refuse cocks - obeying commands - the gym was closed for a hour - i was stretched out - naked - guys using my body - soon I passed out ! The morning waking up , my body extremely sore , my coach had 1 of his girlfriends ( muscles ) chatting with me - she smoking weed ( commanded me to smoke with her ) and sucking me off - Oh My God - so freaking Beautiful and big tits ! i spent the whole day at the gym - I was being used all day as a cum dumpster - being used - cock hound - No Refusal - drugs - booze and cum loads - Oh - by surprise - his muscle girl friend was a Transgender who was a dom muscle bitch loves to fuck drugged sissy boys ! I have a Life time membership to the Club now !

Being fucked by one is what made me get my own PA - so I could give that feeling to some slut hole. But I didn’t expect how much better it would make me as a top. My erections are harder, I get more aroused from day to day life just swinging it around, and cum can squirt like a jetstream when the ring is in just the right place.

I am pretty sure I know when I was pozzed and by who. I was at the baths the last Friday of November last year. This was the only time I have played between testing neg in October and poz at the end of January. I saw a guy with a scorpion tattoo while walking around. At little later I went into one of the dark rooms and laid out on one of the fuck benches. I took three loads. I got up and followed the third guy out. In the light I saw it was the guy with the scorpion tattoo. I didn’t know for sure I was pozzed until my last test. Since I found out that I was poz, I have replayed what happened in my head several times. About a minute after the second guy pulled out I felt a hand on my ass and then felt his cock push in. All he said is he loved a sloppy hole. He fucked really good. I new he was getting close because his strokes shortened and he speed up. Then he push deep in a moaned. After a few follow up thrusts he pulled out and we both got up. The event itself was no different than any other fuck. In my mind now I replay the last few seconds of being neg. I wish I would have known before it was him as it would have made the moment even more intense.

Part 6 I asked him if he could feel it and he mumbled yes. I told him only the nastiest worthless fag sluts let piss go in their asses and drink it I pulled my cock away and asked him if he was a true dirty little whore now and he said YES. I asked him if we wanted more. He said Yes again, I told him I wasn’t sure if he really wanted if and he started pleading for more, he was on fire and never been this horny. Between the Drugs and his needs all barriers and inhibitions were gone, there were a couple more to tests before he would truly be lost to the way of life permanently. While he was hanging there I had a thought, I asked my friend if he had a razor. He smiled and said yes. The only hair the kid had on his body other than his head was his pubes. He got the razor and made quick order of removing that. The kid was asking why, this wasn’t part of what he wanted. I told him to bad, with this gone he would pass for a teenager and would be getting plugged by dozens of guys. With the kid saved smooth we let him down. He was a bit dizzy and I held him up. Helped him to the bathroom and showed him how to deflate the plug. Told him to empty and if he needed to, clean up again. While he was in there me and my friend got the next part ready. He said he needed to cum and I said very soon. It was then that I wanted to ask him about the toxic side. I thought he was on prep and he said that he was off for a while because of a couple issues he had. I said OK, get ready to put a notch on your belt. The kid came back and I saw him standing there, except for his cock, he really did look half his age with the hair removed. I patted the bench and he went back on it. We secured him to it and I took some water based lube and started massaging his hole. He gasped and moaned when I did this. I asked him if it hurt and he said no, it felt really good. I asked him if he wanted more abuse and he immediately said yes. I reached in and tapped his prostate and asked him if he wanted to get a Toxic load in his ass. He yelped and said “ please do it “. I reached other and grabbed a towel that was covering his next prize. I wiped his lower back and ass cheeks to dry them off. Grabbed a permanent marker and got ready to mark this pig. I had used this marker before and while it will come off it will take 2 or 3 weeks. Above his ass I wrote PIG SLUT. Under that I wrote LOADS. On one cheek I wrote POZ, on the other one I wrote NEG. I then put a mark under the NEG cheek for the load gave him. The kid didn’t know when I was doing and said it tickled. My friend was Videoing it. I spread his cheeks and we zoomed in on his open hole. My friend went to the front and put his cock up to the kids mouth and he opened his mouth to suck it in. My friend pulled back a couple times to tease the kid. I was teasing his hole and nuts when this was happening to get the kid even more wound up. Finally, my friend asked him what he wanted and the said he wanted to suck that cock. Mt friend told him it was toxic with all sorts of nasty stuff. The kid said he didn’t care as long as he got it in his mouth. My friend shoved it in. What the kid didn’t know was that he was being videoed all the time. Couple minutes later he pulled out and walked over to his PC. He touched up the Vid and then uploaded it to a couple web sites he knew inviting any breeders to stop by and help with the number for this virgin. While he was doing that I got the Dildo out again, hung it in front of the Kid and asked him if he wanted it again until we could find a real cock. He was almost pleading for it. I lubed his hole and the toy with my spit and worked it back up the kid. He inhaled when it popped in but then was purring with the feeling. I pulled it out and grabbed one of the items I brought, I saw this on a video and wanted to see if it really did what it showed. It was called Cruel Condom. I rolled it over the toy. It had appointed silver tip on it. I tickled the Kids hole with it and he was leading for more. Who am I to deny someone a request. I put some KY on it and worked it in. the kid seemed to be enjoying the action. I pumped it in and out slowly. He said “ Please more “. I pulled it out and it was wet, some pink KY was showing. I knew it was doing what I thought it would. Getting him ready for all his presents.

Always wanted to piss fuck a guy after I've bred him, then have him backwash cum n piss over my chest and have him lick it clean...

I love to piss fuck. I can piss hard, so I can keep right on fucking as I fill him. I usually piss mid fuck. I will fuck in the filled ass for a bit--listening to that slosh, then make you feed it to me-- and then I'll be ready to cum. I also love to fist the piss out of a guy--my fist pushing and pulling massive piss geysers out of a hot hole is amazing.

Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 4 Tyson could only moan with Rod’s cock stuffed in his mouth as I dumped another load on toxic cum inside his ass. I could see Rod grab my brother’s skull between his two hands as he let the new cock sucker, “Time for you to learn that a real man’s cock belongs in a cock suckers throat.” I felt Tyson’s body convulsing and heard a “Oompha” from him and knew that Rod’s cock was inching its way into my brother’s throat as he was being taught the proper way to suck cock. Rod continued to mental challenge Tyson, “That’s it jock boy, suck that cock. Use for throat of yours and make me feel good.” With Rod’s ass right in front of my face I could tell he was slowly working his 9” in and out of Tyson’s throat while providing instruction as he pulled out, “Breath I through your nose before you suck my cock into your throat again.” I continued to work my poz load deeper into my brother’s as I knew something that would help get Rod to cum down Tyson’s throat. I wanted him to know what cum tasted like as he was going to be consuming it frequently over the next two weeks. I leaned in and began to eat Rod’s ass. His moans told me I was thing it right, his comment told me he wanted more, “Fuck yeah Steph, eat my ass. Fuck jock boy, your bro’s going to mage me cum soon. You better be ready to eat some sperm cause I’m going to be feeding you real soon.” I kept my tongue I Rod’s ass as he kept fucking my brother's mouth and throat. I could feel his ass start to clench as ha was getting closer to fling Tyson’s mouth with a load of his own dirty cum. I figured a few more thrusts and Tyson would have those baby makers shot into his tongue. Rod showed a kind streak he rarely shows a but he's skull fucking, “Jock boy better me ready to swallow my sperm cause I’m about to fill your mouth with enough sperm to choke a horse.” I knew Rod always shot huge loads, I’m usually able to keep up but wondered how my bro was going to handle the cum he was about to receive. This action also had be ready to deliver another load before I’d turn his ass over for Rod to breed. Rod was ready to give Tyson his first taste of creamy sperm as I felt his ass spam and he moaned if, “Oh yeah jock boy, taste that dirty sperm. I’m know you’ll enjoy the taste and it’ll go better when I breed your jock boy ass. Just savor the taste. I think you should use my sperm as tooth paste and brush your teeth with it.” With Tyson’s head still I Rod’s hands he finished filling up his mouth as a little dribbled of the corners if his lips and which Rod licked up as I finished filling Tyson’s ass one more time before I was ready to pull out. I was able to grab the toothbrush Rod asked me to have on hand. Rod took the toothbrush from me and as he told Tyson to hold his sperm he inserted the toothbrush into Tyson’s mouth and began to vigorously brush Tyson’s teeth. I knew the objective was to use the toothbrush to massage the virus present on Rod’s jiz into Tyson's gums.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Four I looked between my legs, wonder which one of the men jacking their cocks would be next to slide up my hole. I winked my hole at the men, inviting them to come fuck me. My eyes locked on an older man, he looked old enough to be my grandfather. His hair was white as snow on his head, chest and crotch. His cock was uncut and hung semi-hard from his crotch. “Don't be shy” I said coyly. His eyes widened, as his hand slowly began to move his foreskin back and forth over his cock head. He licked his lips staring at my hole. “Slide in my hole” I puckered my hole for him, trying to lure him over so he would fuck me. Dad and Zane watched closely as I tried to seduce the older man. I watch his cock slowly expand in girth and length. “Daddy won't mind if you fuck me” I pointed over to Dad who was motioning for the older man to fuck me. I slid my finger to my hole and started to circle my sloppy, slightly puffy hole. My finger slid easily around my wet, cummy hole. I slowly pushed my finger into my hole as deep as I could. The older man’s cock was now rock hard and he was slowly jacking it. “Please grandpa fuck me” He took a few steps forward, smiling. “Daddy fucked me, now I want you to” He took a few steps closer, his smile growing. “Bet you fuck better than Daddy” He moved until his cock head was pressed against my hole. Zane had a huge grin on his face, as if he was trying not to laugh. “Put it in please grandpa” His hips moved forward and his head popped in. I moaned loudly “Like that little one” he asked “Yes grandpa” He slid in further, until I could feel the soft white hair above his cock tickle my ass. He pulled out a little then pushed in all the way. I moaned more. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide as he began to fuck my hole at a steady rhythm. Dad stood and moved to the side of the old man tucking me. “Fine hole he's got?” Dad asked “Your boy?” “Raised him, fucked him and pozzed him” “Did the same to my boy, about the same age as him I suppose. But back then it wasn't HIV/AIDS, it didn't have a name.” Dad slowly stroked his cock as he listened. “He was always interested in my cock, so we started playing, until he was begging me to take his hole. Even after I explained I had the “gay virus” but he didn't care, started to beg for that too” I couldn't help but get turned on and started to stroke my cock. Zane’s interest had peeked and he joined the old man and Dad. “I was so turned on seeing my boy on his back, legs up, just like your boy here, that I pretty much raped his hole. All the time he was begging his Daddy to fuck him and cum in him” His cock slide in and out of my hole slowly, as he told us his story. Dad and Zane was standing next to him stroking their own cocks. “Since I passed on the virus, he couldn't have kids of his own so he adopted a boy, raised him and when he reached the same age as he did, he and I passed on the family tradition to him. Just like you and your boy has done” “My only wish is that his grandfather, my father would have started the tradition, the beautiful tradition.” Dad said. “Is your son and grandson here” Zane asked. “Not this trip, but they have been.” “Maybe Dad we can invite them to join the club if they want” I said Dad just nodded and said “I will give you the details Sir, and you can tell me if that interests you” The old man continued to thrust his cock into my sloppy hole. Dad leaned over and started to kiss him deeply. I knew his tongue was going deep into his mouth. The old man's cock grew thicker and harder, yet he continued at the steady rhythm that he had been. His chest movements became faster and faster, until he pushed his cock in all the way. His moans were muffled by Dad’s mouth. I squeezed tightly around his cock, well the best I could, trying to milk his cum out. He pulled out and Dad, Zane and the old man moved to the side, allowing other men to step up and fuck me as they talked. The rest of the afternoon I stayed in the pool area and got bred. I lost count on how many men fucked me and how many loads I had taken. I do remember waking back to the cabin and cum running down my legs, I couldn't hold it all in. Sadly Dad told me that this would be the last night at the resort. We were leaving in the morning to head home. My gang bang to join the club was in three days and I needed the have my hole well rested - well it needed to tighten up again so the members would enjoy fucking it and the bred me and brought me into the club.

Dad’s Basement Part Twelve I had almost gotten up and left the booth, when the door opened and a older man came in and shut the door. He was average height, with white hair, dressed all in black. He kept his back to me as he locked the booth door. There I sat with my shorts around my ankles. He turned and smiled. That’s when I noticed he was a Priest, a real fucking Priest. “Hello my Son” he said. “Hello Father” “Now what could bring a boy like you to a place like this?” he asked, “tell me honestly” “Looking for cock Father” The Priest shook his head. How could this fucker be judging me, when his ass was in here too. “Son, I think you need to get on your knees and pray.” I don’t know what game he was playing, but I would see how it would go. I stood up, bent over to pull up my shorts. When he stopped me. “Step out of them my Son and kneel” I stepped out of my shorts, and kelt on the dried cum stains on the floor. He stepped forward, his crotch inches from my face. “Close your eyes my Son” he said “and I will begin” I blindly obeyed him. “Heavenly Father, please give this young man guidance in his sinful times. Let him see the wisdom of your oh mighty vessel before him.” As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, reached inside and pullout out his cock and balls. They hung limp against his black pants. “Allow the seed of your being to flow from my Holy shaft, into his waiting challis, filling him with your light as well as the darkened love from Below. Allow the bond between my Holy Massive Shaft to open his challis for more of man’s destructive seed. In POZ cum we pray, Amen.” What the fuck was I hearing. Was this Priest praying about poz cum, cock and ass. “Open your mouth my Son and swallow my shaft” I opened my eyes to see a thick cock sticking straight out of his black pants, I circled my lips around it and started to suck. I slobbered on the cock until it shined and dripped spit on the front of his pants. Reaching under my pits, he pulled me up, turned me around, bent me forward until I faced the glory hole again. Without uttering another word, he rammed his cock balls deep into my hole. Not even waiting he began to fuck my hole, harder and harder. He grabbed my hair to keep me form moving. “Boys fucking never fucking learn. Cock, cock, cock is all they want. I will give them cock until they fucking get fucking over it.” He continued to yell the most vile statements about cock and sex as he pounded my hole. He thrusted all the way in and began to shoot his load. “Take the Unholy cum deep in your pussy, you God damn fucking whore” Then it was over, he quickly pulled out, tucked his cock away and leave. Leaving with with a “I’m sorry” I stood up shaking me head. What the fuck was that about. “I see you met Father Micheal. Man is so confused, but so twisted” Garrett said, “ I should call him and let him and the other Priest in his order gang bang you. I think you would like that. Come with me, let’s walk around” “Okay” I said grabbing my shorts, holding them in a ball in my hand as I left the booth. Fuck I was naked from the waist down and I didn’t care, hell maybe the men would stop me in the public area and fuck me. I was getting a lot of looks as I was standing in front of Garrett, who was back in a corner, he had placed me in front of him - ass out to everyone. “Hot load on your face Matt, give me a lick” Instead of moving closer, I bent forward, sticking my ass out. Garrett’s tongue was licking my face, savoring the cum load. I felt hands rub my ass, as the men walked by. Some stopped and slid fingers in, fingering my hole, coating their fingers with cum and sucking it off. “Hold still” Garrett said to me, hooking his arm around my neck. I felt a cock stabbing at my hole, it would slide in just slightly then pull out, testing the tightness of my hole. I could not believe that someone was doing this out in the public area. I felt more and more of the cock slide in me. My hole gave way with ease after the couple of rough fucks I got. The cock slid in until I felt a belt buckle pressing against my ass. The cold metal only stayed there a moment, then was gone, but seconds later it return. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see men gathering, pulling their cocks out and stroking them. “Afternoon Garrett, this a friend of yours?” “Afternoon Officer Thompson and he is the son of a friend of mine” “Should arrest you two for lewd public acts” “Let’s take it out in trade” “Had your ass many times, Garrett, so this boy’s hole will do this time” I felt him pick up speed, thrusting in and out of my slick hole, at times he would move his hips in circular motions while his cock was pushed in almost the whole way. Then it was back to deep fucking. I moaned wildly as I watch men jacking their cocks next to use. “I am going to shoot” one said. Officer Thompson pulled his cock out until the head was just inside, pulling at the inside of my hole. “Shoot it on my cock and I will drive it in the boy” The man stepped up, aiming his cock at the cop’s exposed shaft and shot. The cum covered the shaft and was driven in, he was pushing deeper and deeper into my hole. More men began to yell they were close and each time they shot, it was on the cop’s cock only to be shoved into my hole. I could not keep count of how many men shot this way. The cop was moaning loudly, Garrett just had a grin on his face, watching me get fucked by his cop friend, and taking all the loads from the voyeuristic men. The cop kept slowly stroking his cock with my cum filled hole, edging it while he allowed all the men to shoot. “Need to finish, got to get back to my beat” He pumped a few times and drove in deep, spilling his cum deep into my hole. I felt his cock jump as his cum coated my inside and mixed with the other men’s loads. “Fucking good pussy, Garrett.” he said. “Maybe you can bring him to Ryan and I’s home so we can use him for a weekend. Think his Daddy would allow that” He slowly pulled his cock out as I squeezed my hole against it. “We would treat him right and send him home with our gifts” he said, “Now clean my cock Garrett” Garrett moved in front of the cop and dropped to his knees. I turned to see the cop for the first. He was ruggedly handsome, slightly muscular build to make his uniform tight. Garrett slurped on his cock, taking the spongy shaft into his mouth. Licking and sucking the cum off it. The cop pulled free of Garrett’s suction, tucked his cock in his pants and left. “Let’s get you home young man, you had an very busy afternoon” I put my shorts on and we left. All the way home I could feel cum leaking from my hole. By the time I got into the house, there was a huge wet spot on the ass of my shorts, and cum was running down my leg. Dad was sitting on the sofa, butt naked. HIs hard cock sticking straight up in the air. “Come sit on Daddy’s lap and tell me all about it Son”

Dad’s Basement - Part Six I watched Dad leave the glory hole area and head out, so I followed. Glancing behind me I saw two other men take our places at the holes, one was already sucking on a cock and the other was pushing his ass on the cock sticking through the second vacant hole. I followed Dad into the next room, his hairy ass looked so good. The fur was matted down sticking to his bouncing cheeks. I lowered my gaze to see the fur on his inner thighs were also matted. It was so fucking hot. “Hungry, Son?” he asked. “Yes. Daddy!” “Good, get on you back and open wide.” Immediately obeying, I dropped to the floor, my back on the cold basement tile. Dad stepped up, positioning his feet on each side of me. I watched as his hairy ass slowly lowered getting closer and closer to my face. As it lowered, his crack opened, exposing the cum covered fur and his hole. My hand instantly went for my cock. “Leave it,” he ordered. I dropped my hard cock, allowing it to rest on my stomach. I reached up and braced my hands, one on each ass cheek, spreading them wider. I stuck my tongue out and made contact with his hole. I could taste the cum on it. I swirled my tongue around the hole, then pushed it inside. As I entered a small amount of cum dropped out, landing on my tongue. I swallowed it instantly and went back for more. I licked up and down his cum filled crack and around his hole. Savoring the poz cum from the men in the basement. “Suck it out, Son!” I didn't hesitate. I placed my lips against his ass and started sucking. He was pushing his hole open, helping me get to the cum easier. I sucked harder and harder, each time being rewarded with cum as my cock leaked cum onto my stomach. I felt a hand pull it up, pointing straight up. I didn’t even look to see who it was. All I knew was someone was sitting on my hard cock. I could feel him riding my dick, working his ass up and down my cock. I squeezed my ass, but still let the bottom control the ride, especially as I was pre-occupied with my Dad's ass. An amazing amount of cum was lodged in Dad's hole - as I sucked and tongued his ass lips, more and more cum flowed out. I eagerly swallowed it down, always going back for more. “Does Daddy’s ass taste good boy?” I could only muffle a response. The man riding my cock was increasing speed. I could feel his cock and balls bouncing off my body each time he hit bottom. My balls were drawing up more and more, I knew that I would not be able to hold out much longer. I was going to shoot a load deep in his ass, whether it was poz or neg was still in question, but I was definitely going to give him a load. I still had my tongue in Dad’s ass as my balls pulled up completely, and began shooting my boy cum deep into the man’s hole. I moaned loudly into my Dad’s ass. The man still was riding my cock as it shot inside him. As my shooting subsided, I reached out and put my hands on his thighs, signaling him to stop. I was getting sensitive. He dropped down on my now softening cock, trying to keep it inside him, as Dad stood up allowing me to see who was riding me. It was the tattooed, uncut cock man. He just smiled at me when I saw him. "Son, this is Garrett. He has taken a liking to your cock!” “Fuck yeah, nothing like boy cock,” Garrett added. He bent down coming face to face with me. I could smell dick and piss on his breath. Grabbing my head with both of his hands, he locked lips with me, then stuck his tongue in me, kissing me as Dad watched from above. “Don’t worry, skin here likes your holes too.” Garrett said pointing to his uncut cock. After a moment of kissing he stood up, my soft cock dropped out of his hole, dripping cum on me from his hole. Garrett moved on to another area of the basement. Having shot my load, I needed to piss, so I asked Dad where to piss, as there didn't seem to be a toilet in the basement. His eyes got wide as an evil grin grew on his face. Grabbing my arm he led me to the shower area tucked under the stairs. We passed Garrett, who was now fucking a hole while another man was eating his ass. We exchanged smiles as I walked by. Once in the shower area, Dad dropped to his knees in front of me. Looking up into my eyes, he took my soft cock in his hand instructing “Piss down my throat, Son.” Taking my cock head into his mouth, he held still, which was absolutely necessary as I really needed to piss, and didn't want an erection to take precedence. Finally my stream started, and once I got it going, there was no stopping it. I filled Dad’s mouth full, then felt him swallow. My piss flowed more, filling his mouth three more times each time he would swallow every drop. I couldn't believe my Dad was able to drink all my piss without spilling a drop. He stood up and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me towards him. I could feel his tongue licking me lips, then parted them searching for my own. Our lips touched, his beard stubble scratched at my smooth cheeks. I could taste my piss on his tongue. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, licking the inside tasting more and more of my piss. My hands rubbed his furry muscles. “Thirsty, Son?” Dad asked. I dropped to my knees, coming face to face with Dad’s cock. It was only semi hard, but still was impressive in size. I gently lifted his cock to my mouth, only taking in the head of it in. “Don’t move. I need to stay soft to piss, Son.” I knelt very still, waiting for his hot piss to being to flow. His breathing slowed as I felt a slight jerk in his cock, as the flow began. “Swallow.” I swallowed, trying to keep up with the yellow liquid filling my mouth. Dad sensed he was going too fast and grabbed his cock to slow the flow. Once my mouth was empty he started again, I concentrated on keeping up. The piss flowed and flowed, as I swallowed. I felt my stomach expand as it filled up. The strong stream then became a trickle, until it stopped and I was just kneeling there with his cock head in my mouth. Dad grabbed me under the arm pits and pulled me up to my feet with the complement "I'm proud of my boy. He's on his way to being a man just like his Dad.” I looked around to see a lot of the men were in the locker room. I could hear their voices but could not make out what they were saying. The night was coming to an end. Apparently Dad understood as much as he instructed “Get to your room. I'll join you shortly.” With that I went up the stairs, turning back to see my Dad’s hairy ass heading into the locker room. Naked, I went right to my room, I discovered that it was 3:00 A.M. Damn time flies when you are fucking and sucking. I flopped down on my bed, reached around to my hole. It was sticky with cum and puffy. I could only imagine how red it was. I closed my eyes as I ran my fingers around the edge, feeling my used hole. I was fading fast, sleep was coming.

Dad’s Basement Part Five I was led by the two men, into the next room, the one that was divided into two. We continued to move until we were in the area with three glory holes cut into the wall. Not much light was coming through the holes, so I knew the sun was going down outside. “Taking all loads is like Russian roulette - raw cock goes into your hole and the cock shoots - could be shooting blanks or a hot round of poz cum” one of the men said. I was placed with my back to the wall and pulled over at the waist allowing my ass to open at the glory hole. “Plus Son there is an added excitement to taking cocks that you don’t know who it is attached to, Do you know them or are they complete strangers you will never see again” I pushed my ass checks back against the wooden wall. I could hear sounds coming from all around. I looked to my left to see my Dad putting his ass against the wooden wall too. Only there was already a hard cock sticking through the glory hole. It was dark, thick and sticking straight out. I watched my Dad spit in his hand, rub the spit onto his hole, and push back on the dark cock, It slowly disappeared into Dad’s hole. My cock started to expand. I was watching my Dad take cock up his hole. It was the hottest thing I had ever saw. Dad’s head was thrown back with pleasure and one of his buds shoved a bottle of poppers under his nose, which he inhaled deeply. “Show your Son how to take cock” I watched as Dad’s ass pressed against the wood wall, the cock was deep inside his hole. I could feel the thrusts of the man fucking my Dad, move the wall on my ass. Dad moaned load as the cock moved in and out of his hole. I was lost watching Dad take raw cock, until I felt something pushing at my own hole. One of Dad’s buds reached back and spread my checks giving the unknown man access to my used hole. “Fuck man, that is one used cummy fuck hole” said the man on the other side of the wall, who was pushing his cock into my hole. I had heard that voice some where before, I knew it but could not place it. My hole opened around the cock, allowing it to slide deep inside, pushing the cum forward and out ward of my hole. I moaned as the cock began to move. I concentrated on the rhythm of the fuck - as he pushed in I pushed back and pulled off as he pulled out. “Good Son, take that anon raw cock - you know it could be anyone even grandpa” Dad said, “imagine being fucked by not just me but him as well today Son” My cock throbbed at that thought. I loved over and Dad was matching his fuck just like mine. We moved together. I looked up to see the other men who fucked me earlier either sucking or fucking each other. Dad took another big hit of poppers and then handed them to me - and I followed suit in huffing them. “Fuck that hole just opened” the top said on the other side of the wall, picking up speed. I looked to the other side of me, to see another cock coming through the hole. I could not help be think it was a beautiful sight to see, another hard fucking cock. I watch the tattooed, uncut cock man back his ass up, taking the cock deep into his hole, moaning as he was penetrated. I passed him the poppers and watched him inhale deep. I continued to push back against the hard cock working in and out of my hole. Poz cum flowed out of my hole and dripped down my balls. “Stay where you are fucker, I have to eat that ass!” the owner of the cock fucking me said. I felt his cock slip out and was soon replaced with a hot tongue. It was sliding in and out of my cum covered gapping hole. It was another new sensation. I moaned more and more as he switched from tongue fucking me and sucking my hole to eat out the cum deposited in there. My cock twitched rapidly as my mind wondered if he knew he was not only sucking out my Dad’s cum but also sucking out and swallowing nothing but poz loads. I ran my finger over my cock and scooped up the pre-cum leaking out. I was bringing it to my lips when I felt my Dad’s hand grab mine and pulling it to his mouth. “Give me your pre-fuck juice Son” I felt his mouth engulf my finger, sucking it like it was a skinny cock. The uncut guy reached over and scooped some of my pre-cum onto his finger and sucked it off, just like my Dad. “Fucking tastes like yours bud” The man stopped eating my ass and pushed his cock in my hole again, sliding all the way in and all the way out, over and over. I could hear a growl coming from him and knew he would not last much longer in my hole. “Never thought I would breed that hot ass that you strutted around campus, teasing the hell out of every man” he said. “you fucking overachieving whore” Fuck me, where did I know that voice from. I felt him slam his body against the wall, as his cock start to shoot deep inside my hole adding his cum to the rest. The thought of not knowing if I was getting more poz cum or not was a huge fucking turn on. Soon the pulse of his cock stopped and he pulled out. I fought the urge to look through the glory hole to see who it was. “Hot as fuck is right Dad” I said turning to him, watch him pull off his cock. “Got a load?” I asked him “Switching” I watched him and the uncut man switch cocks, fuck it was hot the just slid back on the new cocks, using each other’s ass juices as lube. I felt fingers playing with my hole through the glory hole. I closed my eyes as I felt them enter me. The new man pushed in two fingers, then three and then four, ramming them in and out. I wanted to scream out just give me your fucking cock, but didn’t. He removed his fingers, leaving empty and wanting to filled. I felt his hard cock rubbing up and down my hole, slowly moving, wetting the head with cum. I balanced myself on my knees and reached back spreading my ass open more. He positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed in, driving deep. I moaned again, I felt full as his cock spread open my ever loosening hole. Even with soreness setting in, I felt pleasure. He slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. Steadily fucking me. I turned and watched Dad slam his ass back against the wooden wall, fucking himself on the cock sticking through the glory hole. Harder and harder Dad pushed back against the wall, until he pushed all the way back and held his ass against it. “Getting bred Son” he said smiling at me. The cock inside my hole was still steadily pumping in and out, working the ridge of it’s head against the muscles of my loose hole. “NEXT” Dad yelled as to signal anyone on the public side of the glory hole he was ready for the next anon cock. I watched as he braced himself, knowing that a cock had just entered his hole. “Oh yeah, fuck me hard bud” Dad said as he began moving back and forth on the new cock. Sounds of fucking and sucking echoed through the basement, while the smell of cum, piss and musk infused with the heated air. “Going to get loaded up Son, so I can squat over your mouth and feed you cum from my hairy ass!” Dad said. The cock inside my ass grew thicker and harder, giving me the sign it was going to shoot it’s load deep into my hole. I licked my lips, knowing that I was going to be flooded with more cum. One strong push in and the flood began. I could feel pulse after pulse of seed shooting into me. He pulled out and within seconds another cock stabbed at my hole, sliding in deep this time with almost no effort. “Your first black cock Son.” Dad said, “Hold on tight I have had that cock before and he fucks hard and long” My cock oozed pre-cum knowing that this cock had fucked and breed my Dad. Such a fucking turn on. It drove deep inside me. I still wondered how Dad knew what cock was fucking his Son’s ass. Was these anon fucks pre-arranged. Those thoughts quickly left my mind, as the black did started to pull in and out my hole. The cock would pull completely out of my hole, only to be shoved deep into me seconds later. This punch fuck attack continued for what seemed like for ever. Looking over at Dad, I could see him lost in a world of pleasure as his hard cock jumped up and down between his legs as he was fucked. Pre-cum was hanging from the head and almost touching the floor. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to suck every drop out of that piss slit. I watched Dad push back against the wooden wall, getting fucked and taking loads. “Good boy pussy” I heard grunted though the wall, “Gonna give you a highly toxic load Boy” My cock jumped knowing that this man was advertising his poz load and I was going to get it. His cock roughly punched my used hole, deeper and deeper. I jumped when he hit deep inside me. “Don’t pull off Boy, so fucking close” he said He continued to fuck me harder and deeper, until he pushed in deep and stayed there. Grunting and groaning as his piss slit opened and his toxic load invaded my used hole. I tried to squeeze my ass around his cock to milk out every drop, but my hole had been fucked so much by thick cocks, there wasn’t much pressure. “Clean it Boy” he said pulling out of my ass. I flipped around positioning my mouth at the glory hole. I closed my eyes and opened wide. I felt the cock pass through my mouth, gently sliding against my lips. It was slick with cum and the juices from my well fucked hole. I closed my lips around the black cock and lick and sucked. It began to move in and out of my mouth. Fingers began to feel around my hole, sliding in and out. The black cock soften and popped out of my mouth. He pulled away and I turned to back my ass against the hole again, waiting for the next cock to arrive. Time continued to pass, as the fucking continued. I lost count of how many anon cocks and loads I had taken through the glory hole, as well as how many Dad had. The third glory hole had seen many men presenting their holes to be fucked so I didn’t even try to concentrate on them. I knew it was getting late in the night, but I wanted more, more cock, more cum, and more disease.

That night Bobby sleep curled up with me spooning him, my arms wrapped protectively round him like a good Daddy should and when I woke up late the next morning I looked down to see his head resting on my chest and those pretty eyes gazing up at me, he grinned “morning”, I stroked his head “morning son you feeling ok?”, he purred at my touch “I’m good Daddy” and buried his face in my chest hair whispering “I want to thank you for what you did”, I smiled down at the boy “for what boy?” he looked up at me his face reddened “for chemming me, seeding me and making me your son, I wanted it you know”, I stroked his face “I know you wanted it and needed it son, you just needed me to bring it out of you”, he grinned up at me “Yes I did Daddy”. I laid on my beck rested up against pillows and inhaled on my cigarette, filthy habit I know but then I’m filthy, I growled as the kid climbed on top of me and slid his cunt down on my rock hard dick “good boy”, Bobby sighed as his cunt took the last few inches of my dick “thank you daddy”, as the boy bounced up and down he was feeling his tits making me ponder “ever thought about getting your tits pierced son?”, he groaned as flexed my cock “oh god no daddy”, I raised my hips to give his pussy as few good pumps “well we will get them pierced”, the lad pinched his nipples “fuck yes Daddy”. “well good morning” Duke grinned as he stepped into the room and climbed onto the bed behind Bobby, “you loving Daddy’s dick in your shute boy?”, the lad made a ‘mmm’ing’ noise as Duke pulled his head to the side and shoved his tongue in the boys mouth, Duke kissed the boy for a few minutes before getting off the bed “coffee?”, I grunted “yeah” as I pumped yet another load into Bobby’s cunt. I sipped my coffee scrolling through my new property’s phone as Bobby knelt on the floor sucking off Duke “I’m going to get the kids nips pierced”, Duke grinned holding the boys hair as he pumped the lads head up and down on his dick, “fuck nice, I can see if Carlos is in town?”, I blew out some smoke “sweet call him” as Duke picked up the phone winking at me “pay or trade?”, I looked at Bobby’s muscle butt bobbing as he sucked “trade”. I paused on a picture on Bobby’s phone and let out a whistle, “who is this boy?”, the kid pulled his mouth away from Dukes dick “that’s Ryan”, I grinned Ryan was a hot very short compact ginger haired muscle boy, “is he a faggot like you son?”, Bobby blushed and nodded, “good call him and tell him to fly over today”, the kid frowned “why?” I burst out laughing, my boy was jealous! “Not for me my little love, he’s for Duke!” the look of relief on Bobby’s face was a pure picture to behold. Duke pulled the boys mouth back onto his cock “your not calling anyone till I’ve spunked your mouth chicky”, the kid went back to sucking as Duke raised his eyebrows quizzically at me, I passed him the phone to Duke and his eyes almost popped out of his head as he grunted and shot his wad into the boys throat “me want!”