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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.

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."

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 met a guy on Adam when I was going to a conference in California. He asked me to bring him a bottle of vodka and in return he would fuck me and he was just about 8 inches so it was worth doing. Took an Uber over to his place and he met me at the door. Thin, tall, Hispanic and attractive - we took the elevator up and his place was really small but organized. I stripped and lubed up, then he banged me for about 20 minutes before he blew a huge load in my ass. He laid on me for a while breathing heavy and all of a sudden he said tighten up I'm going to piss in your ass. I tightened and he started gushing hot piss into my hole. It was fucking awesome and I want to do that again with somebody. He topped it off with another fuck later on. Great time!

Crabs were the worst for me. I love to eat ass, and one day realized I had crabs and nits in my eyebrows and eyelashes!

Fuk hell yes... Problem I can't find anyone who likes to be hurt and I mean hurt

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.

I would like to be able to "like" more than 3 posts/responses per 24 hours. I don't post much myself, mostly just enjoy reading what others write as inspiration for my nightly wanks.

even better if he knows it was you. once my father acknowledged that I had sucked his cock and swallowed his load I started getting to suck him off regularly.

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!

Oh yes I forgot I had crabs once too. That was a fun one. Lol. Relatively easy to get rid of though. I always say…. As a bottom we are just receptacles. If a man throws out his trash we get it.

Thats one fucking hot story, had a raging boner while I read it.

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

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

It started like any other evening. I was super horny when I got home from work, so I pulled out my phone and browsed the apps while I surfed some porn to edge. As we all know, the apps are really hit or miss. Most nights I end up jerking off to the porn I'm watching (always bareback cream pie, of course), but occasionally I have some success and end up either hosting or traveling to meet a top to pound my hungry hole. This night, I received a message as soon as I logged on. "Hey," it read. "I'm in town for the night, staying by the airport. I don't have a vehicle but I can host if you come to me." The pic that followed showed a long, thick, cut cock next to a 12 oz. soda can. It was much longer (I estimated about 9") and damn near as thick as the can! My mouth immediately began salivating. Now I hate condoms - don't we all - but my hole has a special dislike of condoms on large cocks. It takes a surprising amount of lube for a wrapped-up cock to slide comfortably in and out, so as I always do with the hung ones, I figured I'd test the waters. I have two ass pics, one with and one without cum dripping from my hole. They were taken recently by a friend so I could use them in just such a situation. I sent the pic showing my friend's cum dripping out of me and the message, "Interested. Do you fuck raw?" I held my breath waiting for the response. At last it came: "Raw is law." YES! "Which hotel are you at?" I messaged back. Turned out that he was at the go-to hotel for people who schedule gang bangs, pump & dumps, and other filthy activities. Even better! "One thing," he wrote before I could ask the room number. "I'm poz and I'm not on meds. Is that a problem?" My hole twitched involuntarily. When I began fucking raw I knew I was taking a risk, but once I knew how good it felt to be fucked raw there was no going back. I was hooked! More recently, I've begun more actively searching it out, to join the poz brotherhood and fully embrace my role as a no-loads-refused cum dump. But the men I met were either negative and/or on PrEP, or poz and undetectable. I hosted anonymous tops more times than I could count - often blindfolded and ass up so I truly had no idea whose cock was dumping a load inside me. I had lost count but over the course of 10 years I had taken hundreds of loads, I know, and still I remained negative. But now, at last, here was a stranger from out of town giving me the chance to make my fantasy a reality! My heart was in my throat as I quickly responded. "Not at all! I'm chasing. I want all the cum you can give me!" "Come and get it." And his room number. The mixture of excitement and nervousness I felt had me shaking and light-headed as I quickly douched my hole, pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt, and headed out the door. The drive was a blur, focused as I was on getting to the hotel and being bred by that beautiful poz cock. It was almost a surprise when I found myself parked in the hotel parking lot. My pulse throbbed rapidly in my ears and my hands were cold and clammy as I opened the car door and walked into the hotel and past the reception desk. Reaching the elevator, I pressed the call button and the doors immediately opened. Bright light spilled out into the lobby, creating an almost ethereal effect as I entered what I hoped would be the portal to a new life. As soon as the elevator doors closed, I took two big hits from my little brown bottle. My head swam and I had to steady myself against the elevator wall, but it had the desired effect of calming my nerves a bit. Of course, it also had the effect of stoking the immense horniness I felt at the prospect of being filled with poz cum! His room was just a few doors down from the elevator. The door was ajar and the lights inside were off. I tentatively pushed the door open and stepped inside. I closed the door behind me as my eyes began to adjust to the darkness. I could just make out his form standing by the closed curtains at the opposite end of the room. Judging from his silhouette, his cock was already standing at full attention. "Get undressed and get on the bed doggy style," he ordered. As I dropped my pants I made sure to grab my little brown bottle from the left pocket. I had a feeling I'd be needing it. Naked now, I climbed up onto the bed as ordered, my back arched to project my ass toward him. He approached silently and I felt his hand caress first my left ass cheek, then the right. Then it slid into the crack between them, deftly finding my hole. His finger traced the outline of my pucker, causing involuntary shudders to run through my body. I heard the pop of a plastic cap and then a cold stream ran down from the top of my crack to meet his finger. He swirled the lube around, slipping a finger - and then two, and then three - into my hole. I took two more big hits from my little brown bottle, causing my head to swim again. His fingers felt amazing and it was all I could do to keep from demanding he fuck me right then and there. He pushed me forward until I was laying on my stomach on the bed, legs spread wide. "I'm only going to ask you this once," he said. "Once I am inside you, you will be bred. Do you understand that I am HIV positive, and that I will be gifting you with a poz load?" "Yes," I replied, almost begged. "I want your poz load inside me. Fill me with your poz cum!" The lube cap popped once more and I assumed he was applying some to his cock before he entered me. But instead he slipped something else inside, something rough and mildly sharp. A toothbrush. I grit my teeth at the sensation as he slid the bristles in and out, prepping me to fully receive his DNA. After a moment he withdrew it, and I felt him climb up onto the bed behind me. I took a couple more big hits from my little brown bottle as he positioned his cock at my hole. "Ready to get pozzed?" he asked. "Yes!" He plunged that monster cock balls-deep inside me in one thrust. To say I was unprepared, even with my head swimming from the poppers, is an understatement. My hole burned and spasmed around the invader as I cried out in pain. "That's it," he whispered in my ear. "Now that hole is nice and open and ready to be pozzed." He remained motionless as my hole slowly relaxed around his shaft. The pain slowly subsided. A few more hits from my little brown bottle helped things along. A few more moments passed and then I felt his cock begin to slide out of me. He began thrusting in slow, rhythmic movements that gradually quickened as my resistance melted away. He felt so good stretching my insides the way he was! "You like that poz cock in your slutty hole?" he asked kind of loudly. Normally I'm not huge into a verbal top, but the way he emphasized the word 'poz' struck just the right chord. "Fuck yes," I hissed my response through clenched teeth as he continued his relentless pounding. "I need that poz cum in my ass." His hips slapped against my ass as he thrust balls-deep over and over. I felt his breath on the back of my neck and a few beads of sweat dripped from his chest onto my back. My hands grasped the sheets in a death grip as waves of pleasure swept over me. Then he stopped and withdrew his amazing cock. I felt suddenly empty. Sliding up the bed, he positioned his cock near my mouth. "Suck it," he ordered. "Taste your blood on that poz cock." I greedily took him in my mouth. The taste of lube and his cock and my ass and, yes, blood mixed on my tongue, a concoction I had never tasted before. It was incredible. I couldn't get enough of it! I gulped his cock as far down my throat as I could work it, cleaning off almost the entire length as I did. He reached down and lifted my left thigh, prompting me to flip onto my back. Moving back down my body, he grabbed my ankles and held them high as he once more positioned his cock at my hole. Like before, he slid inside me in a single thrust, but unlike before it sent shock waves of pleasure, not pain, throughout my body as he hit my prostate just right. The precum flowed from my cock and I became vaguely aware of the deep, gutteral moans escaping my lips. "That's it," he panted. "Take it all like the wannabe poz slut you are!" He continued to pound my hole for what seemed like an eternity but like all good things, it eventually had to come to an end. "I'm gonna cum," he announced. "I'm gonna fill you with my toxic load, knock you up and make you a poz slut for the rest of your life!" It was all too much. His words coupled with the continued stimulation of his cock hitting my prostate sent me over the edge, and I felt my own load release in the biggest orgasm I've ever had, before or since. I shot geysers of cum all over my stomach and chest as I felt his pace quicken. "Here it comes, slut. Your life is about to change!" And with that, I felt his cock begin to pulse and throb in my hole as his poz load began to fill me up. He made sure to thrust in as deep as he could, burying his shaft balls-deep to make sure that sweet toxic seed stuck. At last, spent, he slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. "Don't move," he ordered as he climbed off the bed. I stayed still as he reached behind him and took something from beside the TV. He bent over slightly and I felt a pressure on my hole. A plug! It slid in easily given how stretched out I was, but still my hole was able to clamp down enough to hold it in place. "A little souvenir," he said. "Leave that in all night to make sure you're knocked up." He walked around to the side of the bed and offered me his now-flaccid cock. I greedily cleaned it off with my mouth a second time, savoring the different tastes all mixed together. I got up slowly, careful not to dislodge the plug in my ass. He offered me a towel to wipe off my own cum, and I gratefully accepted it. I then dressed and prepared to head for the door. "I'll be back this way next month," he said as I headed for the door. "You won't know for sure by then if you're carrying my babies, so come take another load just for good measure. I need to poz that ass again." "I'd love to," I said. I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. As the elevator doors opened, the lights inside seemed even more ethereal than they had on my way in. Was it a sign? I'd have to wait a few months to find out for sure. And in the meantime, I had another amazing fuck to look forward to next month. But next time, I resolved, I'd spend a little time pre-stretching!

Probably best the way I fuck throat

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.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_mC3EWywEFFuS By far one of the hottest tag teaming I've ever seen, nice video resolution!

I fucking LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE it and have a PA now, 2g, and its the first time I truly enjoy fucking as a top

Undetectable here in the Louisville area. Our clinic is run by U of L Hospital, Lexington’s by UK. Both are very good. Yours is run by University of Cincinnati, and I hear it’s one of the best in the USA and available to residents of Northern Ky. As for finding gifters Columbus and Lexington are more gay - per - population than the Queen City, which has a history of being quite homophobic.

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.

Part 65 - Giving Great Customer Service “Aaron, I need to talk with you” the manager said as he walked in the back door of the car rental office. “Sure, boss. Is anything wrong?” Aaron replied as he followed the manager into the office. “There will be if I don’t show up on time for my wife’s birthday dinner. I’m leaving you in charge tonight. There are only a few reservations so there shouldn’t be any problems. Harry is running the bus and Jack is the porter. Think you can handle it?” the manager said, visibly anxious. “Yeah, no problem. Don’t worry about us and have a good time with your wife” Aaron said with a grin. The manager rolled his eyes and passed a slip of paper to Aaron. “This is my passcode if you need to override anything. Don’t abuse it, okay?” Aaron took it and slid it in his pocket and pulled a condom back out. “Here, boss. In case you get lucky” Aaron said as he put the packet on the boss’s desk and smiled. The boss looked back at him with surprise but then slowly took the condom packet and put it in his own pants pocket. As Aaron walked out of the office he said “I have lube too, if you need it.” He worked part of his shift until the manager came up and said “OK, I’m taking off now. If there are any emergencies, call me but it better be serious.” “Don’t worry, boss. By the way, when are they coming to fix the air conditioning?” Aaron asked. “Tomorrow sometime, I hope. See you then” the manager said as he walked out the door. Aaron double checked the reservations and there were still only three. One in a half hour and two in three hours. He went over and clicked the fan up one notch hoping a little breeze would help the sweltering heat inside the small building. The porter was in the hut at the gate with its own AC unit and Harry was in the bus which was nice and cool, but the main building was hot so he rolled his sleeves up his forearm half way. The bottom of his biohazard tattoo showed, but he would roll them back down as soon as a customer arrived. He read through messages on his phone, something he normally couldn’t do with the boss around. The radio crackled and Harry reported he was on his way back to the office with one passenger. He changed the fan to point towards the customers and took his place behind the desk just as the customer walked in the door. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said like the thousands of times he had said it before. “I have a reservation for Cramer” the guy said as he handed over his drivers license and credit card. Aaron found the reservation and he was typing all the info in. He could sense the guy looking at him but that was pretty normal. While he had toned the hair down the past few months after several comments from Nick, the piercings and tattoos (which were visible through his thin white dress shirt) always seemed to get people to stare at him. He liked the attention even if sometimes the looks told him they were not a fan. He handed the license and credit card back to the customer saying “Mr. Cramer, let me print out the paperwork and we’ll get you on your way.” Rather than taking his credit card and license, the customer reached up and pushed Aaron’s sleeve up a few inches. “Ah, that’s what I thought it was. Very nice. I hope you earned it and its not just a decoration” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron blushed and pulled his arm back a few inches. “Thank you and yes, I earned it” Aaron said. He completed the rest of the rental paperwork and Aaron grabbed the keys off the rack. “You have a white Toyota in parking space B5. Just show the paperwork and your license to the porter and he will let you out of the gate” Aaron said. “I need to use the restroom first” Mr. Cramer said, winking at Aaron. “Down the hall to your right” Aaron replied. He watched the guy look back at him several times and he walked out from behind the desk and saw him standing at the bathroom door, looking back and waiting. Aaron had had numerous customers hit on him since he started the job but no one had ever been this obvious to get him into the restroom. He looked at his watch, grabbed the radio and asked Harry where he was and got “Waiting at Terminal 1” back. He knew from there, it would be at least 20 minutes before Harry would be back. Grabbing the radio, he walked down the hall and saw Mr. Cramer walk inside. Aaron slowly opened the door and saw him standing at the urinal. As the door clicked shut, Aaron locked the door, set the radio down on the sink and waited for Mr. Cramer to make the first move. He hadn’t had sex in there since the time with Mark. Mr. Cramer wasn’t nearly as good looking as Mark, but he seemed to want to play with the fire that was Aaron’s cum and that was one of the differences in the meetings. Mr. Cramer was a tall, medium built guy in his 30’s. His dark hair was thinning and there was a wedding ring on his left hand. “Uh, can we do this quick?” Mr. Cramer asked. “Do what?” Aaron replied, a knowing grin on his face. “You know, a quick fuck” was the response. “Are you neg?” Aaron asked as he moved closer. “Uh, yeah. I think so” Mr. Cramer replied. “I’m not and I only do it bare. Is that a problem?” Aaron asked coyly. “Hell no, that's what I’m looking for” said Mr. Cramer. “What’s your wife going to say?” asked Aaron. “Husband, actually, and he wants it too” Mr. Cramer said. “Well, then. Lets see if we can help you out. Get those pants off and get over here on your knees” Aaron said, surprising himself at his commanding voice. Mr. Cramer kicked his loafers off and dropped his pants and underwear into a pile on the floor. He was on his knees and reaching for Aaron’s belt in seconds and had fished his hardening cock out in a few more. He frantically started sucking Aaron’s cock and Aaron just stood there and let him go at it. It turned out to be a very good blowjob, which surprised Aaron. In only a few minutes, he was rock hard and ready to find out if he took cock as good as he sucked it. He pulled his cock out of Mr. Cramer’s mouth and helped him to his feet. Pushing him over towards the sink, he remembered Mark doing the same to him months earlier and giving him his first poz load. Mr. Cramer took the hint and braced himself on the sink. Aaron kicked his feet wider and kneeled down. He pried his ass apart and spit on the hole. “That’s all the lube you get. A rough fuck helps get you knocked up” Aaron said as he stood up. He jabbed a finger in, digging his fingernail into the tender chute. He did it a gain, with two fingers and then with three. Each time Mr. Cramer yelled out “Fuck!” Aaron ignored the expletives and the obvious pain Mr. Cramer was in and stabbed his fingers in a few more times. Aaron stood and rubbed his dripping cock head around his hole and said “Last chance to change your mind.” “Do it. Charge me up” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron rammed his cock inside and immediately felt Mr. Cramer’s body go limp. “Oh my fucking god!” screamed Mr. Cramer as his body started to regain its strength. Aaron waited a few more seconds and started to drive his cock in and out of the freshly tortured hole. He used long strokes and would grind his hips as he pushed in. He reached his arm around, leaving his forearm in front of Mr. Cramer’s mouth. “Kiss it. Kiss the symbol of what you want so bad” Aaron whispered in his ear. The pounding continued on Mr. Cramer’s cunt and the sounds of slapping skin echoed in the bathroom. It went on and on and Mr. Cramer couldn’t believe that Aaron was fucking him for this long. He hoped they wouldn’t get caught. Aaron was grunting as he started to get close to shooting his poison into his willing victim. Suddenly he felt the hole start to spasm around his cock and Mr. Cramer let out a loud moan. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out on to the floor from Mr. Cramer’s cock. The orgasm forced Aaron’s own and he gripped Mr. Cramer’s body with both arms as his hips rolled a few more times before his cock began to pump its deadly semen into another victim. Aaron thrust in a few last times and then slowly pulled his cock out of the ravaged pussy. The cum covering his cock was a hue of pink and he knew Mr. Cramer would be feeling this fuck for a few days. Aaron turned Mr. Cramer around and pushed him to his knees. “Clean it” he commanded. Mr. Cramer methodically licked up the shaft from the base along the bottom of Aaron’s cock then curling his tongue around the sides and lastly opened wide and deep throated his cock. His lips were tight around the rod and slowly Mr. Cramer pulled back, sucking any remaining cum off the cock. Mr. Cramer looked up at Aaron with a smile and Aaron tucked his cock back into his pants. “I hope you’ll give us good ratings on the survey” Aaron said as he grabbed the radio, unlocked the door and walked back to the front desk. He keyed the radio and said “Jack, we have a code 19. White Toyota.” “10-4 good buddy” replied Jack with a chuckle. A minute later, Mr. Cramer came out of the restroom and grabbed his suitcase and went out the side door to the parking lot. Aaron walked over and watched as he found the car, put the luggage inside and headed for the front gate. Mr. Cramer stopped at the hut and Jack walked up to the car, taking his license and paperwork. Mr. Cramer looked back at Jack and saw a tall skinny black guy. He had close cropped hair, a big smile, a little goatee on his chin and his fingers seemed to match the rest of his body - long and thin. He moved with grace and purpose, completely at ease with himself. Jack looked over the documents and then walked around the car. “Mr. Cramer. We have an issue. Can you come take a look at this?” Jack yelled out. Mr. Cramer put the car in park and got out of the car. He walked around the back and over to the passenger side of the car. He saw Jack pointing at something but couldn’t tell what. “What?” Mr. Cramer asked. He got closer and suddenly Jack pushed him against the car, facing the hut. His hands were quickly placed on the roof of the car, spread out like he was going to be frisked. Jack’s body was firmly against his back, holding him in place. “I hear you’re looking for gifts. We like to make sure we satisfy all our customer’s needs” Jack whispered in his ear while reaching around and unbuttoning Mr. Cramer’s pants. “I love sloppy seconds too. Aaron and I give different experiences. He’s short and thick and I’m long and thin. Can you take 12 inches?” “Uh… I.. What? Uh… I don’t know” Mr. Cramer stammered out. He looked around and the area was deserted. The parking lot lights on this side of the car were out so he stood in the shadows. His pants were pulled down exposing his butt and there was a sizable pinkish wet spot on his white underwear. Jack pushed his hard cock between the two mounds and after a few pokes found the source of the oozing cum. Jack started to push and with the aid of the large cum load and the recently fucked hole, just slid his 12 inches of manmeat into Mr. Cramer’s wrecked hole. He got most of the way in and hit the second ring and with a hard shove, drove his cock all the way in. Mr. Cramer screamed out but only the birds and squirrels could hear him. Jack’s chest was against Mr. Cramer’s back and he could feel the bottom breathing heavy from the invasion. “Damn good there Mr. C. It usually takes a three or four tries to bottom out in most of our special customers” he said. His hips started rocking and the short strokes gave way to longer ones. Mr. Cramer pushed his ass back and Jack really began his fuck. With his hands on top of Mr. Cramer’s, holding him to the car, his body started pistoning almost the entire length of his cock. Mr. Cramer was whimpering from the cock ramming in deep and then pulling almost out. He had never experienced that much cock pumping in and out of him. Not one of the thrusts of cock was gentle. He felt Jack bounce off his ass as he bottomed out and then pulled back. His ass was under assault and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. “Please… Breed me!” Mr. Cramer yelled out. Jack didn’t need to be told again. He jack rabbited the businessman’s ass, plowing in and out of the inner ring until his body started to shake and he shoved in, pinning Mr. Cramer to the side of the car. Waves of viral semen pumped into the helpless bottom. Jack gave a few final thrusts after the last cum shot and stood there with their torsos fully connected for a minute. Both were breathing heavy and as they returned to normal, Jack pulled his still stiff cock out of the puffy hole. Jack pulled a paper towel from his pocket and wiped his cock off and zipped up. Mr. Cramer stood there a few more moments and then pulled his pants up. His legs were wobbly, but he made it back around the car and plopped down in the driver’s seat. Jack closed the door and handed the papers and license back. “Thank you for renting with A1. We will see you back in a few days.” Jack said as he reached into the hut and pushed the button to open the gate. Mr. Cramer was still shaking as he drove through and out on to the road.

Part 63 - Confrontation The alarm went off and the coach laid there in bed. All he really wanted to do sleep the rest of the day and recover from the nine hard breedings he took the day before. Instead, he got up and slowly walked to the shower. He stood there letting the water rush over him and then took the soap and cleaned himself off. He got dressed and then packed his bag up and took it to the van. His legs and ass were sore, he was sure that anyone looking at him could tell he had been fucked all night. He walked back into the breakfast area and the team was already there. “Hey coach!” Shane said. The team all had grins on their faces and the coach was sure they knew he had had a rough night. “Hi, guys. Ready for the last day of camp?” he asked. “Yeah. This was a lot of fun” Marty said. “I hope you learned a lot too. We need to be really competitive the rest of the season to make it to finals” the coach said as he shifted his position to find one that hurt less. “You ok coach? You look like you’re in pain” Ethan asked. “I’ll be ok. I just slept funny” the coach replied, getting up and then heading over to get a quick breakfast. The team all snickered and gestured on the positions they thought he was in while “sleeping.” The coach came back and they all finished breakfast. The coach tossed Shane the keys to the van and said “Get everyone’s luggage in the van and bring me the room keys.” Shane and Ethan handed over the room keys and the team headed to the parking lot. The coach went to the front desk and Dakota was standing behind the desk. “Hello, Dakota. We’re checking out” the coach said as he pushed the keys across the desk. “I hope you enjoyed your stay, Coach Adams. I know I did” Dakota said with a smile. “Feel free to stop back any time, no reservation is needed for that hot ass of yours. We give free booster shots, too.” The coach nervously looked around to see if anyone could have heard the last part and was relieved that no one was nearby. “Uh, sure” the coach replied. The coach started towards the front door and saw Ric walking towards the front desk. “Leaving in a couple minutes, Ric” he yelled out. “Thanks, coach. I’ll meet you over at the University. I’m meeting a friend first.” Ric replied. The coach shook his head. If it had been one of his team, he wouldn’t let him skip out of part of the camp, but since Ric wasn’t a swimmer, he just let it go. “Be sure to be over there by 4PM” the coach told Ric. The team headed over to the athletic center and Ric poked his head into Dennis’s office. “Hey Dennis, how’s it going?” RIc asked. “Doing good. I hope you guys had fun while you were here” Dennis replied. “Oh yeah. A lot different than the last time, but still a lot of fun. With any luck the room may have gotten another convert or two” Ric said with a devilish grin. “Yeah, it gets a lot of action and hopefully you guys were successful” Dennis said before he motioned for Ric to come closer. “Keep this between you and me, but you should keep an eye out on your coach. He may need some help in a few weeks.” Ric’s eyes got big “You tagged him?” Ric asked. “Yeah, my boyfriend, Dave, Dakota, Tony, Luis, Juan, Tyler, Carl and I all fucked him” Dennis said. “Dave? The escort? As in Joe?” asked Ric. “Oh, you know? Cool. Yeah, that Dave, er.. Joe” Dennis said. “Wow, you really did a job on him with that many guys. Does he know about you guys being poz?” Ric asked. Dennis replied “Yeah, Joe told him and he seemed to get off on it. We’ll see how enthusiastic he is when the flu hits.” “Now his comment when I ran into him in the sauna makes some sense. He saw my biohazard tat and asked if someone sent me in there. I bet he thought I was sent to breed him” Ric said. “Hehe, yeah. It doesn’t mean you couldn’t once you’re back home” Dennis said. “Fuck no! I don’t want to end up on the news as another student that fucked his teacher. It would screw both of our lives up. Maybe after I graduate, but even then I don’t know” Ric answered. “He’s got a great ass, but yeah, I get it. So you guys head back today?” asked Dennis. “Yeah. This is the last day of camp. The team already left. First, I’m going over to get pierced by Daryl and then meet them at the University before going home” replied Ric. Dennis smiled and asked “Cool. What are you getting done?” “I want to get my nipples done and then a ladder on my cock” answered Ric. “Wow, that’s a lot in one day” Dennis replied. “Yeah, but its kind of hard to get up here. Do you know what bus I need to take to get over to Daryl and Thad’s shop?” asked Ric. “Don’t worry about the bus. I can take you over in the shuttle. Just let me know when” Dennis said. “Thanks, I really appreciate it” Ric said. Dennis dropped Ric off at the tattoo shop telling him to call when he was done and he would take him over to the university. Ric walked up to the door and pulled. It was locked but after a few knocks, Daryl came up and let him in. Dennis drove off and Ric went inside the shop. “So, nips and a ladder? You’re going to be one sore puppy” Daryl said with a smile. Ric picked out a pair of barbell’s for his nipple piercings and they went into the back room. Ric pulled his shirt off, sat down in the chair and leaned back. He felt the adrenaline start to pump through his body and then there was the rush of endorphins as the needle poked through. “Fuuuucck!” Ric yelled out while still trying to hold still. “One down, five to go” Daryl said with a grin. He moved over and pierced the second nipple, with Ric yelling out like before. “Rest there for ten minutes and then we’ll work on the ladder” said Daryl as he got up and put the needles in the used bin and went to get the stuff for the other piercings. Daryl laid everything out and then said “Ok, now take your shorts and underwear off.” Ric did and Daryl smiled as he saw the hung cock between Ric’s legs. Ric sat back down and Daryl asked “Is that what its like soft?” “Nah, its a little hard now” answered Ric. “OK, get it hard so I know what size and where to put it” Daryl said. Ric stroked his cock and once it was hard Daryl rolled his eyes and said “I forgot how big it gets. Just a sec, I need to find some longer bars.” Daryl rummaged through the container of straight and slightly curved barbell piercings and then muttered “Shit.” He got up and went to the front of the shop and Ric could hear him pulling out case after case. Ric sat there with his cock rock hard and wasn’t sure what to do so he kept stroking it to keep it stiff. Daryl came back into the room and said “Sorry, bud. I don’t have anything that’s the right size. Most guys aren’t as thick as you are, and the ones I have would be too short and pretty painful. Let me measure exactly what I need and then I’ll do it when they come in. I know this sucks for you since you can’t get up hear that easy, but I want to do it right.” Ric looked up at Daryl, the disappointment clearly showed on his face. “Damn. Ok. I understand” Ric said getting up out of the chair. He put on his clothes and they walked back to the front of the shop. He paid for the nipple piercings and gave Daryl his number to call when the right piercings came in. Ric called Dennis back and told him he was done getting pierced and a few minutes later the van showed up. Ric hopped in and Dakota was driving. “Heading over to the athletic center?” Dakota asked. “Yeah, gotta meet up for my ride home” Ric replied. There was a long silence as they drove through the streets until Dakota said “Your coach is a great fuck. He took everything I could give him. You think he’s really neg? I mean, not for much longer, but now? He took some pretty potent seed.” Ric squirmed in his seat, feeling a little uncomfortable talking about the coach getting bred. “I dunno. I’m not even on the team, I just tagged along to have some fun with the guys and I haven’t fucked the coach” Ric replied. “Ah, gotcha. Dennis said you were in the club, so I assumed you had tagged him too. I saw you fuck the one coaches in the sauna. That was pretty hot. Too bad you got interrupted by those guys. You should have fucked the bottom guy and left him a surprise present” Dakota said. “I was tempted, but I really just wanted to get out of there. Besides, my balls were empty after I fucked the coach” Ric replied. They pulled up to the center and Dakota turned to Ric. “Here’s my number. Whenever you’re up this way I’d love to hookup some time. You seem like a nice guy and Dennis said you are a great fuck. Maybe we can swap strains” Dakota told Ric. “Thanks, that sounds like fun” Ric replied as he squeezed Dakota’s leg. Ric hopped out of the van and walked into the building and went to find his usual spot. He saw someone sitting over there and as he got closer he realized it was Joe. “Hey, what are you doing here?” he said as he got close. Joe turned and said “Hey, Ric. Well, I got a message from Marcus to meet you and him here. I’ve been waiting an hour. I saw him over with the rest of the swimmers but he hasn’t come over.” “Oh shit. This isn’t good. He showed up at the hotel yesterday and then ran out when he saw my biohazard tat and figured out we were poz. I guess you didn’t warn him” Ric said. “Fuck. No, I didn’t. I don’t think he knows I’m poz either. This might get ugly. I’ll take the heat, don’t worry” Joe said seriously. A whistle blew and that session was over. Joe saw Marcus walking their way. “I’m gonna take us to the wrestling room. No one else needs to hear this” Joe said as he got up and pointed towards the doors. Ric and Joe started walking to them and Marcus changed his direction there too. Joe and Ric got to the doors and walked to the wrestling room. They went in and then kept walking to the second room. “No one can hear us in there even if he yells” Joe said. Once inside, Joe stopped and turned around, waiting for Marcus to come in. The door flew open and Marcus came towards Joe and they could tell he was pissed. “What the FUCK do you think you’re doing? Setting me up with a poz dude? Are you fuckin’ nuts?” Marcus said as he walked up to Joe. He jabbed his finger into Joe’s chest with each of the last four words. “Marcus, you seemed to like him and he liked you. I just thought I’d let you know where to find each other and that there was mutual interest. We haven’t fucked in a while. I don’t know what you’re into or not any more. Shit, you’re both adults and you know you have to have these conversations if you’re gonna fuck… thats if you actually care if a guy is neg or poz” Joe said back in a stern voice. “What? You think I’d fuck with poz guys? This guy’s still in high school. Why would I think he’s poz?” Marcus asked back. “You don’t think guys in high school fuck raw? I know I did. I never used a condom until I got to college. And I know we never used one when I fucked you all those times. Who knows how many poz guys you’ve been with and didn’t even know it” Joe countered. Marcus was stunned. “I… uh… I’m careful about who I fuck with” Marcus finally said. “Doesn’t sound like it to me. Ric said you never asked and only stopped when you saw his biohazard tat” Joe replied. “But I told you, I never expect a guy that age to be poz” Marcus said. Joe could tell the intensity was easing from Marcus’s argument. “That doesn’t mean shit. Old, young, smooth, hairy, athletic or obese. Anyone can be poz and with most guys you can’t tell. Are you on prep?” Joe asked. “What? No. Why would I be. I told you, I’m careful” said Marcus. “Would you have let the other guy in my room fuck you raw?” Ric asked before Joe could say anything. “Sure. He’s cute and had nice cock, but he seemed more interested in getting fucked” Marcus replied, not expecting to get questioned from both guys. “Then you would have take a big toxic load. He just converted a month ago. He’s not on drugs and is really potent. He loves getting his dick in neg holes too” Ric said. Marcus’s jaw dropped and he backed up a step and was clearly panicked. Joe laughed and said “Who knows, that pretty little ass of yours might already be knocked up. You’ve always been a horny bottom. You probably want it but are just afraid to admit it. I’ve seen it a lot. First guys stop asking if the tops are neg and then after they find out they've taken a few poz loads they get comfortable and start looking for the poz guys.” “No, its nothing like that. It just makes things awkward” Marcus said. “That isn’t what guys that are intent on staying neg say. You’re just playing russian roulette. One day the bullet will end up in the chamber and you’re gonna be pozzed up like Ric and I are. It might have already happened” Joe said with a chuckle. Ric was grinning, since he thought he knew where Joe was taking the conversation. “You? You’re poz too?” Marcus asked incredulously. “Yeah, I am” Joe said smiling back at Marcus. “Why don’t you just admit that you want a good poz fuck. You always liked my cock and I bet you’d love Ric’s cock too. He may be young, but he’s hung and knows how to use it” Ric moved behind Marcus and gently ran his hands over Marcus’s speedo covered ass. He heard Marcus gasp and then his breathing became labored. “No, thats crazy dude. Why would I ever want to knowingly take a poz load?” Marcus asked. “Once you’re poz, you never have to worry about some guy pozzing you again” Ric said softly in his ear as Ric’s hands continued to rub over his ass. Joe moved closer and brushed his hands over Marcus’s chest, rubbing the hard, pierced nipples. Joe could see Marcus fight with himself. “I know you want it. Just tell us and we can give you a fuck like no other. You can choose who and how. Just me, just Ric or both of us. I could even set something up and get a group together, but Ric might not be able to make it and you really should experience his cock. Just say yes, Marcus and we’ll take you over to the storage room and give you the fuck of your life” Joe said. Marcus was muttering to himself as he listened to Joe. A large wet spot of precum had soaked through his speedo and his cock was getting harder. Ric thought he heard “oh fuck” over and over but since he was behind Marcus he couldn’t really hear it. Joe saw a tear run down Marcus’s cheek and then he said “I want to but I shouldn’t. Oh god, what do I do?” “Let fate decide for you. That’s what I did” Ric said. “What?” Marcus said, confused more than ever. “I took the loads and let fate decide if I got pozzed. My life has been so much better since then” Ric said. “oh fuck, oh god” Marcus said and then was breathing heavy. Joe and Ric let Marcus stew with the thoughts and finally Marcus said “Give me your poz cocks.” Joe's grin got more intense and he led Ric and Marcus over to the storage room. The three went inside and Ric locked the door. Ric moved in behind Marcus and started to kiss the back of his neck and put his hands inside Marcus’s speedo and pulled them down. Joe pulled off his t-shirt and dropped his shorts to the floor. A tug and his jockstrap was laying on top of his shorts. Joe moved closer and kissed Marcus deeply. He could feel Marcus’s cock get stiffer between them and rubbed his body against the leaking shaft. Ric was the only one with clothes on, so he pulled away and shucked his clothes onto the floor too. Getting closer, he got down on his knees and pried the firm ass apart. Ric inhaled deeply, smelling the sweat and scent from Marcus as well as the chlorine from the pool. He licked along the crack and and felt Marcus shiver. Joe licked and kissed down Marcus’s front and took his stiff cock into his mouth. Joe sucked and licked, trying to get Marcus to a stage of lust that he would never want to come down from until his ass was full of Ric and Joe’s cum. He could hear Ric doing his best on Marcus’s pussy and knew they had to be intense but not take Marcus over the edge. When Marcus started to squirm he knew that it was time. Joe pulled off and pulled Marcus down to his knees. Ric sat down on the rolled wrestling mat as Joe directed him to. Joe turned Marcus so that he was in between Ric’s legs and then moved in behind Marcus, like he had done dozens of times before and slicked his cock up with spit. Marcus started to lick Ric’s hard cock and braced himself on Ric’s legs. Joe pushed the piercing into the throbbing pucker and added more spit. Pressing in harder he could feel Marcus start to tense up. Joe gave him a few strokes with his hands along his back and Ric’s hands were caressing his his head which was enough to relax Marcus and Joe pressed in harder. A few more rubs of his hand and Joe felt the hole open up enough and he gave a nudge, letting the rest of his cock head pop past Marcus’s outer ring. When Joe had fucked Marcus in the past, Marcus was always eager to get all of his cock inside him. This time Joe was going slower and figured once he got a good rhythm going Marcus would become the usual cock hungry slut. Joe started to rock his hips, pushing deeper in each time. Marcus was energetically sucking Ric’s cock and Joe’s strokes got longer. Soon he was fucking Marcus just like the old days. He pushed all the way in and then got up on his feet, pushing Ric’s cock deep into Marcus’s throat. With Joe now in a better position, he began to pound Marcus’s hole. He could feel the ring tug and pull as he jabbed it into the tender walls of Marcus’s rectum. Joe was hammering away at Marcus’s ass and was amazed that Marcus was still sucking Ric’s thick shaft. Ric had his eyes closed and was enjoying the oral workover from Marcus. Joe knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but wanted to make sure he got Marcus’s chute opened up and prepped for Ric’s larger cock. He pulled out and plunged back in a few times but that just intensified the tightness in his balls. Joe grabbed Marcus’s shoulders and drove his cock in deep. The pulses from his cock were intense and he could feel the cum shoot out and cover the walls of Marcus’s tunnel. Joe grunted as each wave of toxic seed pumped into the swimmer. Marcus had stopped sucking when he felt Joe start to breed his hole. It was too late now, Joe’s poz cum was now inside him, possibly infecting him. Marcus was expecting it to feel different, but it felt just like all the other times Joe had cum inside him. It was a feeling that he loved - the warmth and wetness of another man’s cum deep inside him. He let out a loud moan that surprised not only Ric and Joe, but himself. His heart was racing, knowing that he had just done something that he had been avoiding since he took his first cock. Joe left his cock inside Marcus for a minute after the shots of cum ended. He slowly pulled out and left the gaping, cum filled hole empty. Ric realized it was his turn and gently pulled his cock from Marcus’s mouth and slid over before quickly moving behind Marcus. He saw some of Joe’s cum dripping out of the battered hole and smiled as he lined his cock up. He pushed in and Marcus’s hole was tight. The coating of spit and Joe’s cum didn’t seem to be enough to let his cock just slide in. He waited until Joe was in place in front of Marcus and Marcus had started to lick the still hard shaft clean. With a little more pressure, his cock descended deeper into Marcus’s hole. He could hear the groans but kept pushing further. When he hit the inner ring he looked down and still had over an inch left to go. Ric grabbed Marcus’s hips and thrust in, plowing in the rest of the way. He heard a muffled scream so he stood there motionless for half a minute. When Marcus seemed to recover, he pulled back and heard another muffled groan. Ric started to rock back and forth slowly, letting Marcus get used to his sizable shaft. Just like he had done the first time fucking most of the guys, he let Marcus get used to it and then fucked faster or longer. Marcus seemed to adapt quicker than many guys and he thought it might be one of the few times that Marcus would know how it felt to be fucked by his own cock. Their length and thickness seemed to be similar from the short time that he saw it before Joe began fucking Marcus. Ric soon had a good pace going, long firm strokes felt good inside the experienced hole. Marcus even started to squeeze down on his cock occasionally. A tingle or two from his balls told Ric he was nearing the point of no return. He fucked harder and looked at Joe who was watching Ric pound Marcus’s ass. Joe grinned and nodded to Ric as he sensed Ric was getting close. Joe held Marcus’s head down on his cock as Ric pushed in all the way. Ric let out a growl as his cock pumped shot after shot of charged cum into Marcus’s wrecked cunt. After the first few spurts, Joe let go of Marcus’s head and let him gasp for air while Ric flooded his ass. Ric left his cock inside Marcus while his body recovered from the orgasm. Ric pulled out and sat down on the floor against the rolled mat. Marcus then backed away from Joe and laid down on the floor on his back, breathing heavily. “Oh my god that was wild” Marcus said. Joe got a wicked smile on his face and leaned forward and crawled between Marcus’s legs. “What are you doing, Joe?” Marcus asked. “I just want to feel what that hole feels like after Ric stretched you out” Joe replied. Before Marcus could say anything, Joe lifted his legs up and slid his hard cock right into the loose, cummy hole. Joe started to drill Marcus again, this time feeling Ric’s and his cum mixed together coating his cock. Marcus moaned as Joe fucked him. He tried in vain to clamp his hole down around Joe’s cock and just laid back and let Joe pound his pussy. “Damn, you’re loose now” Joe said. “Think he can take us both?” Ric asked. A look of fear came over Marcus’s face as Joe said “We can try.” Joe hooked his arms under Marcus’s arms and then leaned back until Marcus was now riding him. Ric pushed Marcus over so he was laying on Joe’s chest and he straddled Joe. He pressed his cock against Joe’s shaft and then up to Marcus’s hole. He shoved in and got nowhere. He then pulled his foreskin back and pushed slowly and felt his cock head catch on the battered hole. Pushing harder he heard Marcus whimper and then it stretched enough for him to start sliding in. Joe held Marcus still as Ric’s shaft pushed along Joe’s. Ric felt Joe’s piercing drag along the bottom of his cock as he gave Marcus the last few inches. Marcus was fully impaled on both cocks and had never felt so full in his life. Ric started to move back and forth with his hips and while the strokes were only a few inches long it was enough to send shockwaves through all three of them. He kept it up for a few minutes and then felt Joe’s cock start to pulse against his own. Another dose of Joe’s viral cum pumped into Marcus’s ass and the feeling caused Ric to shoot another load in too. Marcus whimpered and yelled out “Oh fuck!” as he felt the third and fourth poz loads fill his tortured hole. Deep down he knew this was probably it - his neg days were now numbered. He was on an adrenaline high like never before with the risk making it so much more intense. Ric pulled his cock out and Marcus stood up, his shaky legs barely holding him vertical. Ric put his clothes on and helped Marcus get his speedo back on. Helping Joe off the floor, Ric watched him put his clothes back on. They walked slowly out of the wrestling rooms and towards the pool. As they got closer to the pool, Marcus went over to where all the swimmers were. Joe and Ric went back over to the other side. Joe gave Ric a hug and told him to keep in touch and let him know where he decided to go to college and then headed out the door. He stared at Joe's ass walking away from him until the door closed. The final whistle blew and the camp was over. The teams showered and packed and Ric dragged the equipment duffles back to the van. Everyone hopped in for the drive home. They pulled into the school parking lot and as Ric was unloading all of the bags the coach walked up to him. “Ric, I’d like you to stop by my office some time this week. I think you’re the only one at school that can help me with a few things I need to know. This is just between you and me. OK?” Coach Adams said. “Sure thing coach” Ric replied.

Part 61 - Sauna Rendezvous Ric sat in the storage room between Joe and Kyle. He leaned over and kissed Joe and then turned and kissed Kyle. “Thanks guys, that was really hot. I think I should get back to the pool, though” Ric said. “Yeah and I don’t want to get surprised in here again” Joe replied. The three put their clothes back on and walked out of the storage room. They walked into the main wrestling room and stopped at the trophy case by the door. Ric looked around and found six trophies from the past couple years that had a name Joe on them. “Are these yours?” He asked. “Yeah. It seems that it doesn’t matter how good you are if the coaches are fag haters you’ll get booted. I’m surprised they haven’t taken them out and pitched them” Joe said. They got back to the pool area and then sat down where Ric was earlier. “Any idea what you’re going to do when you graduate?” Joe asked Ric. “I’ve been accepted here at State and a few other schools. Part of me thinks that this is too close to home, though” Ric said. “It depends on your relationship with your parents. Yours is much better than mine. It’s still good to move away and be your own person. You’ve changed a lot since I met you. You’re more confident and get laid a lot more” Joe said with a laugh. Ric laughed along with Joe. “Yeah and I owe it all to you. You really don’t know how much I appreciate what you did. It may have been a job, but you could have taken the easy way out and just fucked me and did nothing else. My mom is still pissed about the tattoo, by the way. It’s a good thing she hasn’t seen the other one” Ric said. “Its your body. You should do what you want to change it - hair, clothes, tattoos, piercings, STDs. Do what you want and not what others think you should do” Kyle said. “Yeah, I will. I want to get some more ink and…” Ric said, his voice trailing off. “And what?” Joe asked. “That piercing that Kyle has is so fucking hot. I couldn’t believe how good it felt when he was fucking me” Ric said. Kyle laughed. “The ladder? You were the first guy that got to experience it. It finally healed enough to fuck with and Joe was busy with some guy last night so I didn’t get a chance to fuck him with it yet” he said. “You know, that cock of yours would look really good with a ladder. I think your foreskin would make a PA uncomfortable. Maybe you can talk to Daryl about it.” “Hmm, thats a good idea. I’ve been wanting to get up here and have him pierce my nips. Maybe I can get the coach to drop me off tomorrow morning” Ric said. Ric tapped out a message and got a reply from Daryl only a minute later. “All set. Just gotta be there by 10” Ric said. “If you get a ladder, be sure your balls are empty tomorrow morning, you won’t be fucking for a few weeks until it heals” Kyle said. There was a short pause and then Joe said “State is a good school and you know a few people around here already. Unfortunately, we won’t be here in the fall. Kyle and I graduate at the end of the semester. What other schools did you get accepted to?” Ric’s face went blank. The smile disappeared and his head dropped. He never even considered that Joe would be graduating at the same time he was. “Damn, I was hoping that you would still be around here next year. I was leaning towards State. Do you know what you’re going to do?” Ric asked. “The asshole already has a job” Kyle piped in. “Yeah, I got a job from one of the job fairs here at school. I’m moving out to Silicon Valley in California after I graduate. It will be cool since I’ll be near my brother and he can help me get used to a completely new place” Joe said enthusiastically. “Oh?” Ric said, the smile quickly coming back. “One of the places I got accepted is in San Jose.” Joe chuckled. Ric continued “You don’t think it would be creepy if I I went out there, would you? I mean, I wouldn’t stalk you or anything but the thing that is keeping me from going there is that I wouldn’t know anyone within a thousand miles.” “Just remember what I told you earlier, Ric. If you’re cool with that, then no, it wouldn’t be creepy. Sometimes its good to be completely free to do what you want and a long distance can give you that freedom. You could even meet the guy who pozzed me up and therefore, you” Joe said. After chatting a while longer, Joe and Kyle left leaving Ric by himself again. He watched the swimmers and coaches, spending extra time with his eyes on both Spencer and Marcus. He wondered if Marcus would really stop by the hotel room but decided that there was little chance that he would be interested. The final whistle blew and the day’s swim sessions were now over. The team headed back to the hotel and the guys were all giving Ric a hard time about the mark on his neck. “Did you find a vampire?” followed by “that must have been a powerful vacuum that attacked you.” As they got out of the van, the coach said “Same routine as yesterday. Get some rest and we will meet for dinner at 7” Coach Adams went up to his room and showered and cleaned out. He was ready to head back down to the sauna and couldn’t figure out why he was nervous. He had hooked up with lot of guys before, but this one seemed different. He decided to skip the workout tonight and just get his sweat from the steam and Dennis’s cock. Dressed in workout gear, he headed down to the gym hoping he didn’t run into any of his swim team members like he did the day before. He got downstairs without spotting any of his team and walked through the gym quickly to avoid being seen by the two guys that were there working out. Once in the locker room he breathed a sigh of relief. After months of no dick to suck, let alone get fucked by, here he was being a total slut. His boyfriend understood - they had an agreement that whenever one was away, they could satisfy their needs elsewhere. The coach took his clothes off, stuffing them into a locker and grabbed a towel before walking over to the sauna. He opened the door and looked in. Two guys were already there, laying on their towels and enjoying the heat. He looked closer and one of the guys was the guy that he hooked up with at the bar. In a mild panic, the coach wasn’t sure what to do. It would look suspicious if he closed the door and went back to the locker room to wait for the manager. “Come on in, coach” said Corey. Coach Adams went in and took a seat back in the corner where Dennis had fucked him the day before. He looked over and Corey was leaning back with his eyes closed again. The other guy seemed to be a few years younger than Corey and had several tattoos that he could see. In the dim light he wasn’t sure what they were but he admired the athletic body that the guy had as well as the nice cock that was hanging between his legs. He thought he glimpsed something on the end of his cock but he wasn’t sure. He leaned back and felt the heat come over his body and he started to sweat. A few minutes later the door opened and the coach looked to see who it was. He hoped it wasn’t anyone from the swim camp or really, anyone other than Dennis. He was anxious to see Dennis and figure out where they could go for their carnal activities. Whoever it was, was holding the door open and letting some of the heat escape. He saw Corey nod and then Dennis walked in. He flipped the lock again and the coach looked back at Dennis. He didn’t want anyone else to see him get fucked. He guessed it would be ok if Corey saw, since they had fucked Thursday night, but the stranger he was concerned about. “Hi coach. I see you’re right on time. I guess that means you’re up for a repeat” Dennis said. The coach looked surprised and his body said he was very uneasy. “Uh… maybe” the coach said quietly. “Oh, don’t worry about these guys. I invited them along. Your ass is so good I wanted to share” Dennis said with a grin. “You’ve already met my boyfriend and this is a friend of ours… Dave” Dennis added. “Uh… I really don’t know. I don’t have a lot of time before I have to meet for dinner” the coach said nervously. “Already taken care of. The team knows you’ll be a little late. Now, who would you like to take first?” asked Dennis as he moved over closer to the coach. Joe stood up first and moved over next to Dennis and then Corey joined them. The three stood there looking at the coach, watching his eyes get bigger. The coach swallowed hard and looked back and forth. “Did he say boyfriend?” the coach asked himself. “Well?” asked Corey. “Uh… right to left, I guess” the coach said, pointing from his right to left - Corey, Joe, then Dennis. Corey smiled and kneeled on the lower bench and pushed the coach’s legs back, spreading his ass and started to lick the coach’s taint and then licked around the puckered hole. Sweat was dripping off the coach’s body already, adding a more intense salty flavor to the coach’s scent from the other night. Corey loved it and licked harder around the quivering hole. The coach closed his eyes and moaned as Corey started to probe with his tongue into the coach’s pussy. Several minutes passed and the coach was getting anxious to feel Corey’s shaft inside him again. Opening his eyes, the coach saw Dennis and Dave making out while stroking each other’s cock. He was jolted back to Corey when he felt two fingers push inside him. The coach clamped down tight around the fingers, letting Corey know he was ready to milk whatever went into his ass. Corey grinned and finger fucked some spit inside the coach’s hole. He added another glob of spit and twisted his fingers around inside, making one last attempt to stretch the coach’s sphincter open. Standing up, Corey folded the coach’s legs back and lined up his rigid cock, sliding into his hole. Corey’s face was only a short distance away from the coach’s and they locked eyes while Corey’s cock descended deeper into the coach. The coach breathed heavy, trying to relax. It had been a while since he had done group sex, but the last couple days had proven to him how badly he needed to get fucked. His boyfriend had fucked him almost every day before he left, leaving him sore and full of at least one load, but that was months ago. Corey’s cock was stretching him open as it slid in and out slowly. His cock got harder from the pain of a cock invading him with very little lube. It was a reminder that he was giving his ass up for another man to use as he pleased. The shaft inside him hit the spot, pressuring his prostate and causing his cock to start to ooze precum over his stomach. Each stroke Corey gave him got harder until the pain had vanished and he was in the zone. Corey’s cock thrust into him hard, picking up where they had left off two nights earlier. Their eyes were still locked together while their lower bodies slammed together. The bench started to squeak and the coach’s head hit the wall a few times until he had slid back far enough that he was pinned against it. The jabs from Corey’s dick were torturing the soft walls of his colon but he loved being used like this. Corey whispered “You want this, don’t you?” “Oh god yes! Fuck and breed me” the coach yelled out. Corey responded by ramming his cock in faster and faster until his balls drew up and he slammed in deep and laid on top of the coach. Corey kissed the coach as his balls shot their seed into the coach’s throbbing hole. The coach felt the warmth of Corey’s cum fill his body and he instinctively began to milk Corey’s cock, sucking every drop of semen out that he could. Corey pushed himself up and gave the coach one last kiss before pulling his cock out of the red, quivering hole. Corey stood there a moment, giving both himself and the coach a quick break before the next round. Once Corey moved out of the way, Joe took his place between the coach’s legs. The coach looked down and saw the pierced rigid shaft, dripping precum. He moaned, remembering the last guy with a pierced cock that had fucked him and how good it was with all sorts of different feelings that left him feeling it for days. He looked over Dave’s body, admiring the muscles before looking at his face. The thin beard framed an almost friendly face, except the fire in his eyes said he was an intense person. He looked back down and tried to make out the tattoo on his arm and chest and then was drawn lower to his cock. Another tattoo was behind it, partially obscured by his trimmed pubes. The coach felt Dave’s cock teasing his tender pucker and he pushed a little cum out, letting it cover the head of Dave’s cock. He heard Dave chuckle right before he pushed in. The coach felt the steel horseshoe plow through his hole followed by the thick mushroom head. The coach moaned as Dave’s cock sunk deeper inside him, lubed by the large load that Corey had just dumped in him. Dave held the coach’s legs up and leaned forward, laying them on his shoulders while his cock drove deeper into the coach’s silky, wet hole. He felt the ring tug on his cock with each stroke and it sent chills through his body and leaked more toxic precum inside, adding to Corey’s neg load. Joe drove his cock in and out and occasionally would give a hard thrust, slamming in deep and causing the coach to gasp. The more he pounded the more cum was forced out of the coach’s pussy. A froth of Corey’s cum and Joe’s precum surrounded the coach’s assring and the base of Joe’s cock. Joe felt his cock throb and he adjusted his attack on the coach’s hole, finding the right angle to bump the coach’s prostate with each stroke. He saw the coach’s eyes roll back and his cock head became shiny from the precum that was leaking out again. Joe’s thrusts started to get harder as his balls started to tingle. The coach looked back at him, knowing what was coming. Joe leaned over more, pinning the coach into the corner and asked “You want this load?” The coach nodded his head yes. “Say it? I want you to beg for it” Joe said quietly but with an urgency in his voice. “Fuck yeah. Breed me! Give me another load” the coach yelled out. “Yeah, thats a good piggy” Joe said breathlessly as he pummeled the coach’s hole. He slammed in, folding the coach up even more. His face was inches away from the coach’s and said “Take another poz load. You’re gonna be good and knocked up when we’re done.” Joe’s first volley of charged cum shot into the coach and his hole squeezed tight around Joe’s cock. Two more volleys pumped into the coach’s abused cunt. “Wwwwhhhat? Please! Oh god…” the coach said, with a mixture of fear and excitement in his voice. Joe pulled back and rammed back in, garnering a grunt from the coach and adding two more spurts of toxic sperm into him. Dennis was surprised that Joe had revealed his status. He had been planning to stealth the coach and let him silently join the rest of his team in the brotherhood “Oh my god… yeah… do it. poz me up” the coach said between gasps. The pulses from Joe’s cock faded, but he left his cock planted into the coach’s ass. A grin came over Joe’s face. “Atta boy” Joe said and then slowly pulled his cock out of the tortured hole. In the dim light it was hard to tell, but the cum dripping out of the coach didn’t look exactly white. He stepped off the lower bench and let Dennis take his place. “You want more?” Dennis asked. The coach looked Dennis in the eye and nodded. “Say it…” Dennis said. “Fuck me with your poz cock and knock me up” the coach pleaded. Dennis plowed his cock into the still gaping hole, forcing the air out of the coach’s lungs. He pounded the coach for several minutes and pulled out. He shoved three fingers deep into the coach’s hole, twisting and covering them with spooge. Pulling them out, he fed the mixture to the coach who sucked and licked his fingers clean. Driving his cock back in, he folded the coach up and hammered his hole until he felt his balls start to tighten up. Dennis let out a growl as his cock started to shoot it’s infected cream into the coach’s hole. The coach moaned out “Fuck yeah! Gimme that dirty load.” Dennis’s throbbing cock kept pumping more cum in mixing with Joe's and Corey’s loads. Dennis was face to face with the coach. He looked deep into his eyes as they stared at each other. All he saw was lust and a hunger for more - no fear, no regret. They stood there fore several minutes, with Dennis’s cock still planted into the coach’s pussy and not letting any of the bug ridden seed drip out. Dennis finally pulled out and climbed off the coach. When he turned around, he found Corey pinned against the wall with Joe’s cock deep in his ass. He only saw the last few thrusts Joe made before he added his cum into Corey’s prep’d hole. “Damn, I turn my back a few minutes and you’re breeding my boyfriend” Dennis said to Joe with a smirk. “I couldn’t resist. He’s got such a great ass” Joe replied. “Shit, that’s what that tattoo is. I thought it was a sunburst when I saw it yesterday” the coach said. Dennis laughed. “Nope. I like to advertise. Who knows, you might have earned yours too.” “I never had the guts to go looking for poz loads, but theres no way I was gonna refuse getting bred from three hot poz guys” the coach said. “Sorry, only two. I’m on prep” Corey said. “Still, it was a hot fuck from all three of you” Coach Adams said. “If you want more, I can try and send a few guys up to your room later tonight” Dennis offered. “Really? Sure. It just has to be after the team has headed to their rooms” the coach replied.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty Six I felt a cock head push against my hole. The men around cheered as it pushed my hole open and popped inside. I felt the head move in deeper, as my hole slide down the shaft of the hard cock. The shaft plunged into my hole until the I could feel the man pressed up against my ass. He slowly pulled out until the head of his cock was pulling at the inside of my hole. He paused then slowly pushed back in. He continued to slowly move his cock in and out of my hole. “Stop fucking teasing him and your cock, fuck him. We want his hole” someone said impatiently. The man laughed and then drove his cock into my hole hard. He grabbed my hips and then started to fuck my hole. He was fucking me hard and fast. His balls were hitting my ass as he pounded his cock in me. His cock was getting harder as he pumped my hole. He drove all the way in and then pressed against me. I could feel his cock twitch inside. I was getting my first load of poz cum, the first of thirty loads. I moaned but it was muffled by my Dad’s jock in my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his sweat and piss as the cock in me pulled out. It was quickly replaced by another one. This one slammed into my hole with a brute force. I grunted as he got all the way in. This man was in a hurry, he grabbed my hips and started to quickly fuck my ass. I could hear him groaning and already breathing heavily, he wasn't going to last long, which was a disappointment, but I still had twenty eight more cocks to go. He pounded my hole with short strokes until he slammed in and shot his load. “Quick trigger tonight Jason” “Been holding that in for a couple of weeks” He pulled out of me, but I wasn't empty long. A new cock slid into my hole filling me up. This one was thicker then the first two. It hit the back of my hole quickly. I could feel the muscles of my hole stretching open. There was no pain just pleasure. He pulled out and plunged back in, driving deep, until his balls pressed against my ass. “His cock is going to stretch him so open we won't feel his lips” someone said jokingly. Everyone laughed. One of the camera men moved in front of my face. His jock’s pouch, which was stretched beyond capacity was just inches from my face. I could smell his musk. I fought the urge to spit my Dad’s jock out and run my tongue all over it. He moved in closer as he held the camera over head. His pouch was now lightly rubbing against my nose. The temptation was killing me. His musk was stronger, it was more intoxicating than poppers. The cock in my hole was pounding me at a steady rhythm. I could feel it rubbing against my hole, balls hitting my ass. The pouch in front of me moved more until it was pressing against my face hard. I slowly inhaled the musk. Between the cock in my hole and the musk in my lungs my own cock was fighting against its cage. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the cock in my hole. The camera man began to move his hips, causing his jock as well as his cock and balls hidden behind them to rub against my face. “Tease the boy” my Dad said to the camera man, “take it out and rub it against his face, leave some cock slime” The camera man pulled his pouch away from my face as the cock in me pushed all the way in and stayed there. I think the top was watching the camera man, who had grabbed his jock and pulled it aside. His cock flopped out, bringing his balls with it. His cock hit me right between the eyes. The cock inside me began to pump me again, driving in and out. I could feel the pre-cum leaking on my face from the camera man’s hard cock. “Look at that cum leaking out already from his hole” someone said from behind me. “Dude below has the best view” The man fucking me was pumping his cock harder and harder. It wasn't long until he pushed all the way in and added his load to the ones already there. He groaned as his cock twitched. The camera man leaned in, pressing his balls against my lips and Dad’s jock. I sniffed deep, bringing his musk deep into my lungs. The man in me pumped a couple of times, mixing the loads in my ass and pulled out. I wasn't empty long as another cock slid into my hole balls deep. I could feel his crotch hair pressing against my ass, tickling me. I moved my head to my right causing the cameraman’s cock to run across my face leaving a cock slime trail. I could just see another camera man standing close by. His jock was gone and someone was down sucking his cock. I could not see his cock, only the head moving back and forth along the shaft. The man fucking me was moaning loudly. He was steadily pumping his cock in and out of my hole. It felt as if it was an uncut cock and I wondered if it was Garrett, but didn't know. I could feel the skin move as he pumped in and out. My cock was pushing hard against its confinement, as my mind thought about all the poz loads in me, as well as the ones that were about to be. I wondered if there was more than just the three full blown AIDS loads that will be in my hole. The man in me started to pump his cock in and out harder. He didn't last long and drove his cock deep into my hole, adding his load. He pulled out leaving my hole open and empty. “You ready for Daddy’s big hard cock, son” I muffed out a yes! “Show me boy, open that boy pussy for Daddy” I made my hole open and close the best I could, without trying to lose any of the poz cum that was already in me. “That's it son, tease Daddy” He started to rub his cock up and down my crack, he picked up some cum that had been pushed out of my hole and coated his head. He aimed his cock at my hole and pushed in. I could feel his fur against my ass and his big hands grabbing my hips. “Daddy’s all the way in son” I moaned through his jock, which was now soaked with my spit. I tried to push back against him but couldn't move. Dads cock twitched in me as he made it bounce. I sucked in his jock more. As he began to move his cock in and out, Garrett come up to my head and squatted in front of me. Once we were eye to eye, he pulled out the jock, tossing it aside. “How's that hole pussy boy” he asked “Feeling good with Daddy’s big cock in me” “Sore any” “Just a little but it adds to the pleasure.” “Poppers?” “Not yet” I looked down at his cock, it was hard and leaking. He made it jump over and over. “It will be in you soon” I hadn't noticed he had a jock in his hand. He moved it up to my mouth. I opened wide, giving him access to shove it in. “It's the camera man that is under your ass capturing the action. He shot a load in it.” I moved it around in my mouth until I found the fresh load. It was salty with a bitter after taste. I sucked it until I could no longer taste his load. Dad was steadily fucking my hole. As the men cheered him on. I was moaning through the jock as I enjoyed Dad’s big cock. “Drew you fucking pervert!” someone said. “Twisted mother fucker, popping his cherry and infecting him” someone else said. “Wouldn't have it any other way,” Dad said as he fucked my hole. The pain in my cock was too great. I spit the jock out of my mouth, even though I didn't want to. “I can't take the pain” I cried out. “You have had Daddy’s meat before, it doesn't hurt” Dad said. “No the cage on my cock.” “Drew your one mean fucker to cage him up during his gang bang” Doc said somewhere behind me. “Free his boy cock” “Okay, someone get the key and release his cock, it's on the shelf back there with the poppers” Dad kept fucking me, until I heard a slap. It wasn't my ass that was slapped it was Dad’s. “Push in and hold the fuck still” I felt someone messing with the cage and it was soon opened and removed. My cock expanded and was fully hard in a matter of seconds. Another slap on Dad’s ass got him pumping his cock in and out of my hole again. With each pump of his cock, my cock leaked out more and more pre-cum. I was moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat from Dad fucking my hole. I squeezed my hole around Dad’s cock as it slid in and out. I wanted his cum the first time he fucked me and I wanted it now. His grip on my hips tightened, his pounding became harder and harder. “Daddy is going to cum, son, cum deep in your hole” “Give it to me, Daddy, please” I begged. “Are you sure, son? You want my poison?” “You gave it to me a few times before, give it to me now” Dad slammed his cock deep into my hole, it twitched and pulsed as his load shot into me. He groaned loudly. Slowly he started to move in and out as his cumming subsided. He was churning the loads in my hole, mixing the sperm and the strains. He pulled out of my hole and someone quickly replaced him. He moved around to my head. “Clean Daddy’s cock son, taste the loads from your hole” I opened my mouth wide inviting his used cock in deep. A cameraman moved closer to get a good view of me cleaning Dad’s cock. The cock in my hole continued to slide in and out, fucking me hard and good. “Mmmm you are making Daddy’s cock hard again”

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 Twenty-Two I watched Dad slide up and down the uncut cock. His hairy leg muscles flexing as he moved. I slowly stroked my cock as I watched Dad fuck himself. “Son, that was about a year later. I was pretty open then with Zane. I told him about you, about your hobbies of stroking to porn, daddy son role-play porn, bareback porn and your spying on your Daddy” My cheeks went flush with embarrassment, yet my cock hardened knowing this. “Yeah last year he brought me a pair of your underwear, I sniff those as I fucked your Daddy” Zane said. “He perved on your ass for years, but he had to wait until you were of age” Daddy said, I just watched my Dad fuck himself on the cock that I just rode and got a load out of. A load that came from the balls of the man that converted my Dad. It was so fucking hot. Dad’s cock just bounced as he slide up and down that big uncut cock. “Did you jack that cock while you were spying on your Daddy,” Zane asked me. “Yeah, I shot my loads all over the hall floor right outside Dad’s room. I used to watch him stroke off, suck cock and fuck” “You nasty little perv” Dad said laughing. His cock looked as if it got harder when he found out about what I saw spying on him. “Damn Drew, your ass still feels amazing, even after all cocks over the years” Zane said, then turned to me and asked, “You had it yet, boy?” “Can’t have it until he joins to club officially” Dad said. I looked away from Zane and my Dad. “Something tells me the boy has fucked Daddy” Zane said. Dad was speeding up his fucking himself, causing his cock to jump faster, pre-cum was leaking out, smearing all over Zane’s stomach. “That true, boy” Daddy asked? I just shook my head, and then slowly smiled. “When” “In the cabin yesterday, you were eating a man’s ass, Brent and I switched places. He rode your cock and I fucked your hole. Shot my load in there too. I didn’t want to get into trouble, so I moved quickly and joined the fucking on the floor” “You little shit” Dad said as his cock erupted all over Zane’s chest and stomach. Moaning loudly, still fucking his hole on Zane’s cock. “Daddy gets off knowing his boy has breed his hole” Zane said, “and so do I” He pushed his body up, trying to push is cock deeper and deeper into Dad’s hole. His face got all tense and his body stiffened. 
 “pozzing your hole again Drew as your boy watches” he yelled, making those around the pool look our way. After a few moments, his body relaxed and dropped back down on to the lounge. “Clean him son” Dad said. I got up, bent over and began to run my tongue all over his chest and stomach, licking and slurping up Dad’s load. Once his body was clean I wrapped my lips around Dad’s cock and started to suck and clean it. Zane’s hands pushed on the back of my head driving me forward, sucking more and more of Dad’s cock into my mouth. Dad was still hard, even after shooting his load all over Zane. Dad pulled me off his cock and stood up, I watch Zane’s uncut cock and some cum drop out of Dad’s hole. I instantly want to it and began licking the cum up, then engulfed Zane’s soft cock. Sticking my tongue into the foreskin to get some of Dad’s ass juice and cum that was hiding inside. Dad moved around me and slid his cock into my hole. “Marry those strains Drew” Zane said. Dad’s big cock felt good in my hole. My cock hung hard between my legs. I knew that the other men around the pool were watching. I don’t know what turned me on more, knowing it was Dad’s cock fucking my hole or the men watching me. “Your boy gets really hard when you have you dick up his ass Drew” Zane said. I just moaned as I sucked on Zane’s growing cock. I was taking it all the way down my throat as Dad pounded my hole. His balls slapped against my ass. I was moaning deep as I slide my mouth up and down on Zane’s cock. I could see men starting to gather around us, stroking their cocks. “Is your boy’s hole open for business” one of the men asked. “Always, he won’t refuse any cock” Dad responded, pumping his cock in and out of my ass harder. “Save those loads for his hole men” Zane said, “Save them for his hole” Dad’s breathing became fast, he was really turned on by the thought of other men using my hole and dumping their loads. His cock was thickening as it worked in and out of my hole. I could feel some of Zane’s load slowly running down from my hole, heading to my balls. Dad grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back against him, causing me to drop Zane’s cock out of my mouth. His cock jumped and pulsed in my hole as he shot his load in deep. As his climax slowly subsided, he began to pump in and out of my hole, slowly moving his cock in and out. “Mix those strains Drew” Zane said. The cocks were leaking pre-cum as the men watched me get bred by my Dad. He slowly pulled out as I squeezed my hole around his exiting cock. I watched Dad move to the side of Zane’s head and put his cock into his mouth. He sucked eagerly, tasting his load, Dad’s load and my boy pussy. “He’s open for business men,” Dad said, “fill him up and send him home”

Dad’s Basement Part Thirteen How can anyone resist an invitation like that. I kicked off my shoes, lost my shorts and tank and jumped up on the sofa with Daddy. I positioned my feet on each side of his legs, and slowly lowered my ass down to his cock. He held it steady and upwards as my hole got lower and lower. I felt the tip make contact with my hole and dropped. Sliding down it completely, my cock rested on his furry stomach and my balls in his crotch hair. “Did you enjoy the book store with Garrett” Dad asked. “Oh yes Daddy. I got fucked by three men, my face was coated with cum. One of the men, well I was told, he was a walking disease. Then I met a fucked up Priest. Garrett pulled me out into the public area where I was fucked by a cop, he was even in his uniform.” “Sounds like you were a fucking whore Son” “Oh and the best part…” “There is a best part, tell Daddy” “As the cop was fucking me, men were watching and stroking their cocks, and when they would shoot they would shoot on the cop’s cock and and he would shove it in my ass” “How many loads did you take that way Son” “I don’t know Daddy I lost count” “Seems like a lot. Cum is leaking out of your hole and coating my leg boy” he said, “ride Daddy’s horse” I started to move up and down on Dad’s hard cock. Cum would squirt out of my ass as I drove down unto his shaft. He kept his hands on my ass cheeks helping me go up and down on his cock. I reached back to massage his balls only to find they were slick with the cum from my ass. Dad grabbed the popper bottle on the chain, he shook it, took the lid off and take two deep hits, then put his finger over it to shake it again. He offered me the bottle by placing it under my nose. I slowly inhaled the vapors. After my hits, he recapped it. I started riding his cock faster and faster. I grabbed my hard cock and stroked it to the rhythm of my riding his cock. I was streaking his stomach with a trail of dick snot. It was matting his fur together. Daddy was growling deep, letting me know his cock would be shooting it’s toxic load into my hole to mix with all the cum from the men at the book store. My balls had pulled up close to my body, I couldn’t hold back much longer. I jerked my head back as my cum shot out of my piss slit and splashed on Daddy’s furry stomach. The force was so great some splashed back onto my cock, making it really slick. Dad’s growls grew deeper as my hole contracted around his cock as I shot. His rhythm messed up as he dropped my ass on his lap, driving his cock deep inside me. His piss slit opened and his load exploded inside me. I rocked back and forth to mix the loads. As Daddy slowly came down from his climax. I scooped up my cum off his stomach with my fingers and put them in his mouth. Without question he sucked them clean. “Mmmmmm boy juice” he moaned. “Maybe my last neg boy juice” “Maybe so Son, maybe so” I slowly pulled off his cock, it fell out of my hole and dropped over his leg, cum streamed out too. I dropped to my knees in front of Daddy’s feet. I bent my head to his lap and started to gently lick his cock, cleaning the cum off it and his thighs. I looked up to his eyes with out moving my head up. His big hand rubbed my hair. “My good boy” he said. “Even though it’s early, you need to get in bed, catch up on sleep” he said, “Tomorrow is your free day. No visitors, no dick” I stood up, smiled and headed to my room. “Love you Daddy” I yelled back. “Love ya Son” I climbed into bed and thought about my day. A full night sleep was a well missed friend.

Dad’s Basement Part Nine I woke up suddenly. I wasn’t on the sofa anymore. I was in my bed, naked but at least in my bed. The room was dark and the door was closed. I could hear muffled voices coming from down the hall, deep voices. Was Dad fucking around again, or was it just the TV? Slowly, I cracked open my bedroom door and listened. It wasn’t the TV, unless Dad was talking to it. I opened my door more and slipped out, creeping down the hall, pressing my body against the wall, trying to be smaller, just like I did when I was younger and was spying on Dad. “Drew, how did you know your boy would be willing to get fucked, hell even take our poz loads” someone asked. It was Garrett, I recognized his voice from last night. “Squirt has been spying on his own Dad, pretty much all his life, but what really sealed the deal was the Dad/Son role-playing bareback porn he jacks to” “So the little fucker was a pervert just like his Dad, only he didn’t know it” Garrett replied. “Oh Squirt knew it, but wasn’t able to admit it” Dad said. “I think he will now” “Fucker didn’t know it was me last night fucking him through the glory hole” That voice, I knew that voice. I heard it last night but still didn’t know. “Never said word one to me, Paul” Dad said, “I am surprised you held out until last night. Always figured I would get a call that you raped his ass in the locker room at his school” That’s when it hit me, Paul and school. Only one person there I knew by that name and that was Coach Paul, the fucking track coach. I would always catch him looking at me, lusting after my ass. “Too many witnesses there,” Coach Paul said, “Now the alley behind the theatre that’s a different store” “Speaking of theatre, you going to whore his boy pussy out at the one on Mason Ave?” “Garrett, thats your hole in the wall, fucking hangout, You and skin should take him there.” Dad said. “Oh fuck yeah, I can do that,” Garrett replied. “Doc, how was the boy pussy this afternoon” “Best I have had in a long time, Drew and I double fucked it.” Doc responded. Fuck, Dad, Garrett, Coach Paul and Doc, sitting around talking about me, I could not believe this. Talk of a theatre, I had to know more. “Would love to whore him out at the truck stop and rest area” Dad said. “Charge ‘em, you could make a lot of money” Coach replied. “Well, the three of you can have him anytime free of charge” Dad said. “Ever thought of filming him, take him to a cheap, flea bate motel and advertise his ass, then film it.” Doc asked “I want him to experience everything and more” Dad replied. “Hell yeah” “Fucker can be a prick tease, was doing that last night in his bed, almost jumped on him and raped his ass. When Daddy’s dick wants hole, it’s going to get it.” “Damn that’s fucked up,” Garrett said, “Skin here don't like to be teased” I inched forward, closer to the edge of the hall, still not wanting to be caught. “Damn Doc you missed it last night, was the hottest fucking sight. Drew here popping his own son’s cherry, then raw fucking him, dropping the first poz strain deep inside.” Garrett said. “Don’t remind me” Doc replied, “With all the strains he took last night, fuck flu should come fast, especially since y’all prepped his pussy well” “Your professional opinion?” Dad asked. “Just a thought, His boy pussy will need to be seeded with more poz loads during that time, that insures a conversion, after that a visit to Dax is in order.” Doc replied. Dax, who the fuck is Dax? I never heard Dad speak of him, her or what ever Dax is. Curiosity was killing me, I crept forward a bit more and could see into the living room. Dad was in his chair so his back was to me, I could only make out Doc’s huge legs to the left of him and Garrett and Coach Paul were on the sofa. To my surprise they were dressed, although Garrett and Paul were massaging there crotches. “Did we get his jock? If not I have a nice ripe one he wore during phys-ed. Swiped it when he was in the shower” Coach Paul said. “That jock has more of your DNA on it than Matt’s. His jock is hanging proudly on a nail in the locker room below. Right under mine” Dad said. I could not believe that Coach Paul stole my jock, it was my favorite, broken in, soft and had the perfect indentation of my cock in the fabric. I thought some football player meat head took it as a joke, but Coach Paul was a surprise. “Paul, did you ever fuck that quarterback you were after” Dad asked. “Doc and I pounded that hole about two weeks ago, after a pill dissolve in a beer, he was ours for the taking.” Coach Paul responded. “Thanks for sharing that muscle ass Paul” Dad said smartly. “Got videos if you want, Wait the fuck, that was the weekend you and Matt went to your folks, don’t blame me if you missed out” “Fuck you Paul” Dad said back laughing, “Almost get Matt that weekend, had to share a bed with the little squirt there, but couldn’t risk Mom hearing, Dad on the other hand would have joined in” Fuck, Gramps is a pervert too. Can’t wait to visit him again. “Only bad thing about Dad is, he is shooting blanks. No HIV” Dad said. “Your family is fucking twisted, Drew” Garrett said. “Dad and son fucking has been going on for generations now, it’s tradition. You jealous?” Dad said. “Fuck yeah I am,” Garrett responded, “Dad had a dick on him with foreskin to boot.” “Now who's the pervert.” “Did Thick Dick Rick come and play” Doc asked. “Fuck yeah he did. His was the third cock Matt took through the glory hole. Rode it like a champ. Just need to get him inside the basement to fuck him, wanna hear him make Matt squeal like a pig” Dad replied. I saw Dad’s head turn to Doc, but still couldn’t see either of their faces. “I know that face Doc, what the fuck is going on in that twisted mind of yours” Dad asked. “Just thinking how far we could stretch open that boy pussy of Matt’s, maybe just turn it from a pussy to a cunt quicker” Doc replied. “Go on” “Double fuck his boy pussy with Thick Dick Rick” Doc said, “My cock and his” “Oh you twisted fucker” Coach Paul said, adding “I get to be camera man on that one” “I can prep his pussy real good with my mouth, and ole’ Skin here will supply to lube” Garrett added. “Guess that means I supply the boy pussy” Dad said with a laugh. “Getting late guys, we need to break this cock gag session up” Doc said, “Looks like we all are in agreement on Matt, let’s wait for the fuck flu and go from there” I listened a bit more as the men called it a night. As they left, I hurried back to my bed. What was this agreement? Were they each going to whore me out in their own fucking deviant ways? Was I now their sex slave? Don’t I have any say? I had more answers than questions. One thing I decide I wasn’t going to play my hand that I knew. I was going to see where they took me, without them knowing I know. Fuck I was tired, I was starting to confuse myself. I closed my eyes trying to go back to sleep. I heard a faint knock, thinking it was a dream moments later. I listened again, a knock. I stayed quiet. Opened my eyes just enough to see my window. There was a dark outline of a man on the blinds. Another knock. I got up, lifted a slat of the blind, peeking out. It was Garrett. I quickly but quietly raised the blinds and window. “What’s up Garrett?” I asked. “Skin is Boy” he replied.

Dad’s Basement - Part Four As the week went on Dad taught me more and more about man to man raw sex, although it wasn’t physical, I knew that would change once the weekend arrived. Dad didn’t hold back when it came to my new sexual education, the more twisted and perverted the harder his cock got, and well, mine too. As each day past, my anticipation grew. I wondered if this would be the day that Dad popped my cherry, but it wasn’t and soon it was Friday. “Morning Son,” Dad said, as he slapped his hard cock against my forehead. “Morning." “Tonight is a big night for you. I have left you something on the table. You know what you need to do today for tonight,” he said, tucking his hard cock inside his pants. “Yes, Daddy.” “We both have to be ready for tonight,” he said. "See you about two this afternoon, Son.” With that he left, leaving me in my bed with my morning hard on which I slowly stroked under the covers, only to return saying “Son, quit playing with your cock. In fact don’t touch the fucker until I tell you. Not even to piss.’ “Fuck” I said, but it was too late. He was gone. Slowly I got out of bed, thinking pissing is going to be interesting and messy today as I headed down to the kitchen to see what he had left me. Wasn’t hard to find, he had propped a new jock in its packaging up against a huge black fake dick. Seeing this caused me to smile. Written on a post it was a note which read 'Wear this all day. Mark it as yours'. I opened the new jock and stepped into it. My hard cock tented the material of the pouch out. It was going to be a long day of getting ready for tonight in the basement, so I had to do what Dad had told me to do in order to be ready. Dad came home a little after two to find me seated on the floor in my jock which was still tented outwards by my hard cock and now stained yellow from piss. "Damn, that’s fucking hot, Son,” Dad remarked with pleasure. “Thanks,” I replied with a grin. We both did our thing to prepare for the night's activities, and were ready about 6:00 PM. I was in the kitchen leaning against the counter in my nasty jock when Dad came in. No words were spoken as he opened the basement door and disappeared into the darkness. I quickly moved towards the door and then down the stairs until I bumped into Dad at the bottom. My pouch inadvertently rubbed against his ass. “Easy Son. There will be time for that shortly.” I could hear movement already in the basement, yet it was completely dark. I began to think that the darkness was messing with my mind, until Dad hit the light switch and there in the middle of the room was eight nude men, each man's cock obscenely hard and pointing directly at me. Some of the men I recognized, while others were new to me. Dad turned to me, gabbed my upper arms in his fists and announced “Tonight Son, each of these men, will fuck and seed your neg hole. The goal is to convert you.” “Does that include you Dad?” I asked. “FUCK YEAH” he firmly declared, adding “I will be the first and the last in the first part of tonight's conversion party." My cock got harder in my pouch. I could not believe it. Tonight Daddy was going to take my virgin cherry as well as my disease cherry. My hole twitched as I looked at the men in the room and the hard man cocks. Never one to waste time, Dad pulled me into the locker room, where he pulled down my jock, freeing my hard cock. He positioned me on the empty wall, as another man stepped forward with a camera, his hard cock bouncing as he moved. I saw a flash and then I was pulled in a new direction. Fuck these twisted fuckers were in a hurry. I lost my jock in the locker room, not really caring if I ever saw it again. Then I was taken back to the first room. A fuck bench had been moved to the middle of the room. My heart was pounding and I felt my legs getting weak, the excitement was getting to be too much. It was obvious what was intended. I climbed on the bench, both my holes exposed for easy access. I felt my arms and legs being tied to the bench as my torso. With what was about to happen, these men wanted me to stay in place. Rough hands roamed my body, my ass was slapped over and over, nipples pinched, my cock jacked and balls squeezed. I felt one cock after another slap my face while other men spat in my face. I closed my eyes, hoping this was not a dream. I wanted this. A hot breathe in my ear asked “You want this Son?” It was my Daddy. I nodded in affirmation. “Not good enough, Son.” “Yes.” “You want Daddy and his friends to fuck you, to shoot their poz loads in your hole, to gift you their disease?” “FUCK YES DADDY! Fuck me, poz me, convert me.” “Good boy,” he said as the other men grunted in approval. My ass was spread wide by two men, as something rough was pushed into my hole. It hurt like hell as it passed through my clenched hole. I could feel scratching inside my hole as this object moved in and out of me. As my mind tried to get my mouth to object to this invasion in my hole, my cock jumped and leaked over powering my mind. Then the object was abruptly withdrawn, causing my hole to clinch shut in pain. Tears welled-up in my eyes, which I fought to stop. Again I felt breath in my ears announcing “Your fuck hole is ready Son.” My Dad was displaying a bloody toothbrush for my inspection. Standing up, he stroked his cock and handed the tooth brush to a tattoo covered man with a big uncut cock. Hands were still exploring my body, teasing and torturing me. My ass was burning from all the slaps. “Men, Let the games begin," Dad announced, asking me "Are you ready for Daddy’s cock, Son?” I felt Dad’s cock head rub up and down my crack. My legs were shaking from fear as well as excitement, knowing my Dad was going to take both my cherries right now. His head teased me over and over, until he grabbed my hips, and thrust his cock head into my hole. It resisted at first, but with consent pushing and the slapping of my ass checks from other men, it open and his cock plunged deep into my hole. The pain was intense. I screamed as he continued to push deeper and deeper, until he was balls-deep. He continued to press against my ass with his body, holding me to him as I tried to pull away and fight my bindings. The men all around grunted in approval of my Dad's assault on my ass. Some liquid was flowing freely down my crack and onto my balls. Dad pulled his cock out slowly, allowing me to feel every vein on his shaft, until only his head was inside my broken hole. Without warning he thrust back into my hole, doing this over and over. The pain continued with each thrust of his cock, but slowly diminished, until it was replaced with pleasure. My grunts of pain, turned to moans. “He’s fucking enjoying it now,” someone observed, adding “I can’t wait to shove this uncut cock into that used broken boy hole and let him feel that extra cock skin.” Someone else commented “Fuck, I have a week's worth of cum churning in my balls for this boy," and yet another "Conversion is almost certain for your boy.” Dad continued to fuck my hole, increasing his rhythm, balls bouncing off my ass. I could hear him grunting like a wild animal. His breathing was getting faster and faster too. I knew it would not be long until his poz load would be shooting into my wrecked hole, and I was right. “Here it comes Son. Daddy is going to corrupt you, convert up, fuck you up,” he exclaimed in triumph as he pushed in deep as his cock started shooting its toxic load out of the piss slit, which was accompanied by the declaration “Daddy is pozzing your boy pussy!” I could feel his cock jump. I could feel his cum shooting inside hitting the sensitive walls of my ass. Once done, he abruptly withdrew, which left my ass leaving me feeling empty, but not for long. Another cock head was breaching my hole, filling me up again, driving in balls-deep as the new man gripped my hips. I closed my eyes. This time the pain was less and was quickly replaced with pleasure. “Good job Son” my Dad said in my ear, “look at Daddy’s cock.” I opened my eyes to see my Dad’s semi hard cock in front of me. It was red with blood, mixed with cum. I could not believe his magnificent tool had been in my hole. “Clean my cock, Son.” With out hesitating I opened my mouth and he pushed it in. I licked and suck on his cock, tasting my blood and his cum, knowing that it was the second poz cum load he had given me, but the first one up my pussy. The man behind me continued to fuck my hole. His cock wasn't as thick as Dad’s but it was almost as long, didn’t really matter though, he knew how to fuck and please a hole, and it wasn't long before he rammed his cock deep inside and shot his load. Another poz load in my hole. Fuck, I was getting into this. I wondered how many loads I would get. He pulled out my used hole and laughed, saying "Damn, after only two cocks, look how that hole gapes!” Even if I couldn't see what he was talking about, after having been fucked by two cocks in rapid sequence, I could feel not only were my ass lips puffy, my hope was gaping open. The ventilation in the basement was causing slight drafts, and the air blowing across my hole caused it to wink a bit, but still stayed open. Shivers ran up my spine, and straight to my cock, causing it to jump more and leak more. I was surprised I hadn't yet shot my load. “Ready for a new sensation Boy? Uncut cock. Lots of skin.” I felt the cock slide in deep. The new man held it there, then slowly pulled out. I could feel the skin moving as the cock moved. I moaned. With only one thrust and pull out I knew I was hooked on uncut cock. He wasn’t going to continue to bring me pleasure this was about him, so he grabbed my hips and began to fuck me harder and harder, but the uncut cock and rough fuck only made me moan loader. “Your Boy is a fucking natural,” my latest fucker announced as he continued fucking with gusto. I was to occupied with getting fucked to hear any replies, but I felt another cock poking at my mouth so I sucked it in, cleaning it off, tasting my ass, my blood, my Dad’s cum and his cum. I wanted poppers but none were ever presented to me. Soon the uncut man rammed in and began shooting. Pulling out he was replaced by another cock. This was done over and over for several hours. Each man had shot his poz load into my well-used hole. I had no idea how long I was tied there, taking each man’s poz cock and cum up my hole. I did know, however, I was fucked by each one, starting with my Dad, and, as promised, to be concluded by my Dad. “Time for the cock that made you again, boy.” I felt Dad’s big cock, easily slid into my hole. I moaned as I was sore from the earlier fucks, but the slickness of all the poz loads reduced the pain and increased the pleasure, although there was no escaping the fact that the torn tissues in my ass were a source of substantial pain. Dad, however, was not concerned with my discomfort, he was focused on getting off and ensuring my conversion. He fucked my hole with fast jerking movements in and out of my hole, until he changed the motion to long strokes. I could feel his cock head sliding in deep, hitting my prostate with each thrust. “Going to fuck that last neg load out of you, Son.” I could feel someone holding my cock, slowly jacking it. I knew I would not last long with Dad fucking my hole and someone jacking me. I bit my lip to hold of on shooting until I couldn’t hold it any more. My cock start to shoot, my ass muscles would contracted around Dad’s cock. “Oh FUCK BOY!” my Dad yelled, “your hole is squeezing Daddy’s cock, gonna poz you again, can’t hold it.” With that he slammed balls deep into me and shot, as the man finished milking my cock. Still breathing heavy Dad, pulled out and slapped my ass check with appreciation, praising me saying “Good boy, Son, but it isn't over. Ten poz loads is only the beginning.” I was lifted off the fuck bench, held up by two men, one on each side. I looked down to see with cocks hard as rocks. Grins came across their faces. “That was just part one Boy” one of the men explained, adding “Part two is the mind fuck.”

Hey, guys! Here to tell you all how last night's bareback orgy (party) went. It was held from 10 PM to 2 AM at a sex-positive gay club (not a bathhouse). I got there at early, at 10 PM. I undressed, placed my clothing in a bag with the security guy, and pulled on a thong. I was ready and lubed. I noticed packets of lube were plentifully available, and also noticed the guys came in all ages, shapes and sizes. As the orgy had just started, most of the guys were busy checking out each other, mostly looking and touching. Then a group of guys started rimming and sucking each other. This broke the proverbial ice. Guys in pairs and groups of three were soon sucking and fucking. The temperature and pure lust was rising steadily. I found a South American with whom to lock lips fuck. His hole was wrapped around my hard dick readily. Boy, did he feel right. Another younger guy really enjoyed it when I rimmed and fucked his ass, moaning in pleasure. Then he removed my dick from his ass so I moved on. I found myself kissing other guys very deeply: we were all there for the same thing. Guys I didn't know invited me to enter them. It's so different from a regular bathhouse where it could be 'hit or miss' with respect to bareback sex. I caught the South American guy and asked him if guys came in him. "Yes," he replied as he lubed his ass and slid down on my hard dick. He wanted me to cum in his ass and it didn't take long before I unloaded in his hole. After giving me a long thank you kiss he disappeared. Now it was 1:30 AM so I decided it was time to pack it, but before I left I decided to have a beer, and as I drank it, another young Brazilian man began chatting with me. Soon we were kissing. I sucked him for a bit. He asked to meet again as he wanted to continue with me. He apparently loves older men. I said I'd meet him at Steamworks this coming Friday. I do want to meet him again. He loves older men. All in all, the atmosphere was really GREAT! Sexual, sensual, pleasurable. I was in heaven!! Have you guys had similar experiences? Read1

As Duke rubbed his still dripping cock over Ryan’s face and then into the boys mouth getting the lad to clean it off as I sat on the armchair and lubed up my cock grunting “hurry up and clean that cock son, then get over here and ride my cock”, a few minutes later the kid climbed up straddling me and lowered his sweet tight hole down on my dick sighing blissfully “mmmm your cocks so big”, I grinned as I put my big hands on his hips pushing his pussy further down onto my cock “yeah I am boy and your cunt is so tight, for now”, ginger just moaned and started to ride me as my phone beeped and I read the text from Carlo’s ‘bring the slut over when your ready’. Thirty minutes later after I’d spunked up the kid’s shitter and Duke had gotten a nice long sloppy blowjob we pulled some shorts on and took a very high Ryan down to Carlos’s place. Carlos has an old house down a tiny alleyway well out of the way from prying eyes, it looks very non descript from the outside but on the inside it looks like an Aladdin’s cave, richly decorated and elaborate, mostly to cater for his main clientele the rich Arabs and Africans who desired white boy arse but also needed a discreet though expensive place to live out their wildest fantasises. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by Carlos who ushered us in and then up to his office where he wasted no time in pushing Ryan’s shorts down and examining the boys body to which ginger posed and preened like a champion stud, Carlos nodded to his henchman “blond him”, and I had to chuckle as the big burly gorillaesque guard grabbed Ryan by the upper arm and dragged the boy out of the room as Carlos spat onto the floor grinning “I got ginger slag’s by the fucking dozen”. Me, Duke and Carlos chilled out smoking and drinking brandy served to us by a bruised oriental kid, we watched some dirty porn and Duke sniggered as he heard a little whimper come from a way down the hall “Jesus that must be strong stuff”, Carlos put his cigarette out grinning “I need him blond mate”. Duke was now busy on the other side of the room molesting the oriental lad, his thoughts of Ryan seemingly gone from his mind as he raised his eyebrows at Carlos who indicated to a door “take him in there, he likes it rough”, the oriental kid looked fearful as Duke pulled him out of the room, followed by a little muffled whimper just before the door shut. A little while later a very blond Ryan was brought back to the room by the guard I had to admit the peroxide look suited the kid as he posed again showing off his now hairless body, Carlos grunted as he stroked Ryan’s rock hard cock “you like being high and getting fucked boy?”, the kid nodded his head “fuck yeah”, Carlos grinned snickering as he lead the lad over to his desk and handed the boy a pipe which the nipper immediately lit up “well you have come to the right place boy, I’ll keep you high and you’ll definitely get fucked”, the kid blew out white clouds “fucking cool, I want it” Carlos smiled “I know you do boy” as he pushed the kid to his knees and sat on his chair, Ryan did not need anymore prompting, he immediately pulled Carlos’s fat cock out of his shorts and sucked like a seasoned whore, Carlos rested his hand on the lads head and nodded to his henchman again who handed Carlos a box and then started to take pictures of Ryan sucking and I had to snigger when the guard used just one massive hand to separate the kids butt cheeks and take some pictures of the boys sweet little slightly red pussy hole, Carlos opened the box and pulled out a gold metal collar and put it round Ryan’s neck before looking at the pictures and nodding to the guard “go and see who wants to bid to be the first in the new boy”, adding as the guard turned leaving the room “and dollars or sterling only, no bullshit currency”. I took a sip of my brandy “so who’s the big ape-man”, Carlos chuckled “that’s Brutus”, I had to laugh “apt name!” , Carlos winked “mate when you see his dick and how he fucks you would agree with it more”, this piqued my interest “yeah?”, Carlo’s winked at me pressing a button on the remote and the screen changed to a fuck that made me raise my eyebrows, I whistled as I watched the hulking form of Brutus fucking a big bodybuilder boy with a dick that put even mine to shame, I watched grinning transfixed as the mammoth cock just plunged in and out of the lads torn up ravaged cunt “fuck the mans a monstercock man”, Carlos grinned “ain’t he just”, I rubbed my crotch as Brutus came back into the room and whispered in Carlo’s ear, Carlos grinned as he pulled his dick out of the kids mouth, “you can finished that later boy” and Brutus quite literally pulled Ryan up by his arm dragging him out of the room, Carlos winked at me “lets go and see some of the show but we got to be quiet”, I sort of frowned but smiled “sure” No even thinking about Duke I followed Carlos down a staircase and into a room lit only by a red light, Carlos put his finger to the lips and indicated to a sofa where we both sat, he flicked a button on the table in front of us and I grinned to see a two way mirror light up and exhaled “fuck yeah”, in the other room Ryan was on his hands and knees sucking one black mans big cock as another was sliding a finger in and out of Ryan’s arsehole, I swear they were the darkest black guys I had ever seen, they even made Duke seem pale in comparison, Carlos whispered “the one being sucked is General Aba Bonsu, some shit high up in some African dictatorship, the other some shit colonel in his army”, I laughed quietly as the colonel added another finger along side his one in the kids pussy “I bet his nationals don’t know about this”, Carlos sniggered “fuck no”. The general pulled his dick out of Ryan’s mouth and barked something at the colonel, the sound was too muffled to understand and Carlos whispered “rooms not fully soundproofed that’s why we gotta be quiet” the colonel nodded and twisted Ryan round to his arse was pointed directly at us, Carlos lit a cigar “the shit likes to watch himself in the mirror as he plays with a sluts pussy”, I smiled as we watched the general caressed the boys arse cheeks before sticking his middle finger into a pot and then sliding the thick digit in the kids cunt grinning at himself in the mirror as the colonel held Ryan firmly in place as the kid started to squirm, I looked at Carlos “what that more tina?”, Carlos whispered “shhhh no it’s some African drug, feels like a thousand needles at first apparently but that goes soon enough and makes a boys pussy hungrier than on Tina”, I grinned “I like the sound of that”, we went back to watching as more and more of the gunge was fingered into Ryan and sure enough his squirming soon subsided, the General seemed to talking lovingly to the kid as he graduated to two fingers and soon enough three were pushing in and out of Ryan’s hungry little pussy. After a while the general spoke to the Colonel and he was passed a reasonably sized black dildo, he slapped it on the boys arse and said something to Ryan who raised himself up on his hands and looked over his shoulder his eyes filled with wonder and lust as the general slowly pushed the dildo into his pussy, the kid was licking his lips as he watched himself getting fucked with the dildo making the general laugh as he pushed the dildo all the way into the boys cunt and the colonel pushed his dick into Ryan’s mouth, the kid seemed to look lovingly at the colonel as the dick pushed through his lips, Carlos grinned “that African shits like ‘e’ makes you all hungry and loved up”, I smirked I watched the boy spasm and the general laugh deeply as he pulled the dildo out of the boys hole, the kids cunt was dripping with mucus from his analgasm, the general scooped some up with his fingers and reached over rubbing the mucus on the colonels cock having the boy eat his own arse juices, I chuckled “I like his style”. I grinned as the general shoved three fingers up the boys gaping cunt before pulled them out covered with the kids juices rubbing them on his cock and clicking his fingers at the colonel while still with his dick still in Ryan’s mouth twisted the boy round again, the general slapped the kids arse hard barking something and the lad immediately moved his knees apart, Carlos chuckled quietly as the general looked at himself in the mirror stroking his cock in an exaggerated manner, not taking his eyes off himself as he positioned it and shoved his length into Ryan’s cunt “the arsehole is such a narcissist”, I nodded as the general grabbed the kids hips fucking him in an exaggerated fashion for a while before shouting something at the colonel who pushed his dick further into the boys throat as the general slammed into the lads arse and it was obvious that both where cumming in Ryan at the same time. Moments later the general and his colonel left the room and we enjoyed the view of Ryan kneeling on the floor just a foot or so away from the other side of the mirror jacking and eating the spunk that was leaking from his pussy, Carlos breathed out “at least we can talk a bit more normal now he’s to fucked up to notice”, surely enough the kid did not even seem to react as he was caught up to much in his own slutty reflection.

I looked down at the boy, his mouth stretched round my fat cock with dribbles of spit and my poz precum oozing at the sides of him mouth, one of his hands feeling his tits and cock the other wrapped round the base of my cock pulling it into his mouth like a possessive child with its favourite toy, shifting my gaze back to Duke I grinned “do it”, Dukes literally whooped with joy, apart from fucking and pozzing boy arse one of his favourite things to do was initiate them into slam sex, as Duke got the point ready I reached down and slid a finger into Bobby’s pussy making the kid moan and writhe. Duke got back onto the bed and pulled Bobby’s hand from his tits stretching his arm out to the side, Bobby groaned prompting Duke soothe him as the rubber tourniquet was wrapped round his arm “shhh boy don’t worry you’ll be able to feel yourself up soon, right after we have blasted you straight into pig boy heaven” Bobby murmured and flinched as the needle went in but I held his mouth on my cock while Duke pressed the plunger, I let go of the boys head as Duke pulled of the tourniquet and Bobby’s eyes bulged my cock falling out of his mouth as his face and body flushed, he wheezed and then his big chest heaved with a series of hacking coughs his whole body spazmed as he went flying into his new favourite place to be. The coughing stopped and the kid laid there for a moment looking up at my his innocent blue eyes bugging out of their sockets in wonder but also almost wild with desire as he started to run his hands over his body letting out cute cooing noise before one of his hands reached up to started feeling our bodies while the other went down past his cock and he started rubbing his hot hole letting out sweet little animalistic growls like a bitch in heat. Duke and I traded winks and I ran my fingers down over the kids chest, over his abs and in between his legs which he dutifully pulled back at the knees giving me easier access to his hole which was puckering and pulsing, I stared right into the boys eyes grinning “I think its time for you to get fucked Bobby don’t you?”, the kid sighed “oh yes please Daddy”, I leaned down deep kissing the boy before pulling up “Daddy Dukes going to go first okay boy?”, the lad nodded making me grin widely “and don’t you worry son, after Daddy Dukes fucked you and cum in your pussy, I’ll fuck you and cum in you too”, the kid groaned as Duke climbed of the bed grabbing the lads legs spreading them wide and started to rub his cock head over the boys sweet little pussy “you ever had cum in your pussy before son?” , the kid actually looked a bit embarrassed whimpering “no”, Duke chuckled at the forlorn look on the boys face, “well don’t worry son, your about to get a lot”. As Duke pressed his cock up against the boys hole smearing it with his poz precum I shivered with excitement and a touch of jealousy as to me there is nothing like a bareback virgin taking his first raw cock, Duke grinned at me and pulled his cock away “as its your birthday coming up Ted, you should go first”, I was a bit stunned I have to say but could not help but grin back at Duke, “if your sure?”, Duke laughed “oh I am sure plus I think the chicky really wants you to be first, look at the way his puppy dog eyes look at you”, I looked down at the kid, his eyes were indeed wide like a puppy dogs so I just had to smile “you really want me to go first son?”, Bobby nodded and his voice crackled “Yes Daddy Ted I want you to go first, please”, I leaned down and kissed the kids forehead “thank you boy, I will love to be your first seeder and then you’ll be my good boy for always”, Bobby literally trilled with pleasure and Duke laughed “looks like you have a new boy in your life Ted, happy birthday!!” As I took my place in between bobby’s legs grabbed them and pushing them back firmly spreading them wide Duke got up onto the bed and tweaked the boys nipple “though Daddy Ted is going first I am going to fuck you afterwards chicky, fill your white pussy with my black man seed”, I grinned at the boy “that’s right son, my boy gets fucked by who I say and no one else understand?”, the boy looked at me with those puppy dog eyes sighing “oh yes Daddy” as he hooked his hands behind his knees and pulled them back showing off his eager little cunt to me. I placed my cockhead up against Bobby’s sweet little hole I knew I wanted to make sure his first seeding and pozzing was as lovely as his tweaked up little mind was going to remember, I rubbed my helmet over his wet little pucker, adding my plentiful precum to Dukes making the boys pussy lips literally glisten in the evening sun. I looked right into the kids eyes as I pushed and they widened and then closed as he emitted a deep sigh of pleasure as my fat cockhead began to force his ring to open to let me in, Duke was watching intensely as my mushroom head audibly popped through the kids little sphincter making the boy groan and Duke whistle “fucking beautiful”, I rested for a moment pulsing my dick to drip deposit some of my toxic precum into the boys innocent fuck canal. Never taking my eyes away from Bobby’s I slowly but determinedly sank the length of my dick into his eager little cunt, his tightness was really a joy to feel wrapped round my fuckstick, until my pubes rested against his smooth arse, I grinned “that’s a good boy, you have all of Daddy’s cock in you now”, the kid just moaned “I love it Daddy, its so big”, Duke laughed “hell yeah now fuck that slut and seed him good and proper”, I rotated my hips and then pulled a little out pushing in a little quicker, suitably training the kids hole how to accept his new daddy’s fuckpole. Bobby whimpered and cooed in pleasure as my withdrawals and re-penetrations became quicker and more forceful, I rested back on my haunches for a moment pulling about halfway out and just flexed my dick in the kids cunt, Duke leaned in to have a look “fuck yeah Ted your reaming that chickys pussy out so good!!”. I pushed back in again leaning over him, having to control myself as the kids anal muscles went into overdrive milking my cock inside him as more and more of my dirty precum coated the insides of his little cunt, I fucked harder and harder slamming my dick into him my big full balls slapped against his arse. The boy was crying out in sheer pleasure as he felt my broad hairy chest and pulled my nig nipples, my balls well now simmering with heat and I knew I would not last much longer and the pure thought in my mind that I was going to be the first to seed the kid and keep his holes filled with daddy spunk from many men in the future sent me into over the edge, I fucked like a man possessed but then I stopped and I pulled back so my cockhead was just in the kids cunt relishing the sight the Bobby’s now red puffy boy pussy ring stretched obscenely round my mans cock, I just had to see that hole one last time before I bred it. I slammed back into him, knocking the wind out of the kid and he howled as I resumed pumping my dick in and out of his twat, Duke held the kids head and gobbed straight into the boys mouth “yeah chicky your Daddy’s about to breed you, knock your boy body up good with his spunk!!”, those words sent me over the edge and I grunted and growled as I push my dick as far as it would go into Bobby and fired shot after shot of my poz spunk deep into the kids guts, my orgasm was so intense that I actually felt a searing pain in my head that I had to close my eyes, I heard the boy groan and his hole flex round my cock milking more spunk out of my piss slit, Duke gasped and said “wowey fuck look at that!!” making me open my eyes and look down at my hairy gut and his abs that were covered with the cum the boy had shot without touching his cock, I growled “you fucking beautiful boy” as I leaned down crushing Bobby under me “your mine now”, he just pulled my face to his and just before he shoved his tongue into mine sighed “yes I am Daddy”. Duke laughed “hey you two can make out later I need to screw this chicky now”, I smiled “of course mate” as I pulled my cock out of my boys sweet cunt, Duke flipped the boy onto his belly as I moved to the head of the bed and pulled the kids mouth onto my cock, I loved the way Bobby looked up my adoringly as he licked and sucked the cum and his arse juices off my cock, Duke got onto the bed between the lads spread legs and slapped his arse “raise your butt up chicky” which the kid did without question and Duke grinned “atta boy” as he pumped his dick a few times “your leaking some of your daddy’s seed, lets put it back inside where it belongs”, the kid groaned as Duke rubbed my spunk onto his cock head before he then slid it effortlessly into Bobby’s eager fuckchute.