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Luke pulled on his shorts and went back to cleaning. Despite his many lengthy breaks he’d made good progress. Most of the attic had been sorted and he probably only had one more day’s work left. That realization came with several twinges of sadness; it meant that the house would be ready to sell, that connection to his grandfather gone, and because the attic had become firmly part of his erotic imagination. Every word he read lived on in his mind, resurfacing at random and bringing him back to that hot, powerless night in NYC. His hook up the night before had been entirely driven by his wish to feel what the author was describing. Though he would take the journal and the box with him when he was finished, it would never be quite the same as sitting in the attic in a dirty old jock reading about someone else’s sexual awakening – possibly his Uncle Nick’s. That night Luke jerked off again, dreaming of what it would feel like to be fucked by Brett and the author, though now he imagined a young version of his uncle. He shot his load over himself, and fell asleep with it drying in his chest hair. He woke up the next morning and dressed without showering. He put the jock on once more. He knew he’d have to wash it eventually, it was starting to get a little ripe, but it turned him on so much to feel the old fabric against his body he couldn’t help himself. No one else was around when he went downstairs, so he grabbed a couple of waters and left. The oppressive heat was back, just walking to the car made Luke sweat. The attic was going to be like a sauna all day. He groaned when he got into the attic, it was worse than he’d imagined. Yesterday’s rain had only added to the humidity and it was like walking into a dusty sweat lodge climbing the attic ladder. After five minutes of work Luke was dripping in sweat, by the end of the first hour he’d tossed his shirt aside. He hauled box after box across the attic floor, tossing the contents into its respective piles and schlepping the trash downstairs. He’d moved a lifetime of refuse and memories now and was down to the truly forgotten and unwanted. The far back corners of the attic, places where things had been put probably before any of his aunts or uncles were even born. He tossed out moth eaten sweaters, stacks of old cards so faded you couldn’t read them anymore, cheap holiday decorations that had long ago fallen apart. He found ancient baby clothes, and a box full of nothing but socks. By lunchtime however, when he looked around there was nothing left. The only things in the attic were the things waiting for the weekend for his father to help him get down, everything else was gone. It looked so big now without all of the junk, big and empty. Luke slugged back and entire bottle of water at once and stretched his arms high above his head. He stank, and he liked it. He moved over to the old blanket he’d left on the floor and stretched out. No one was expecting him anywhere, and with the attic now as empty as he could get it he had no further responsibilities. He grabbed the journal box. One last wank he thought – and then he’d be done in the attic. We didn’t get power back till late that night. We were still laying in Brett’s bed. We had become so caught up in each other and our lust that I don’t think we would have noticed except the fan in Brett’s window came back on sending a cool breeze over out naked bodies. “There goes our excuse to not wear clothes,” Brett said when we noticed the fan. “I’m not sure we need an excuse anymore.” “You’re hooked now aren’t you? You cant get enough of this.” “I don’t know, maybe,” in truth when he’d asked me I hadn’t been sure. I had thought that maybe the joy and lust I’d been feeling had been isolated to that special time, that when the power came back on I’d come to my senses. I guess guys who come to their senses don’t then get fucked three more times by their roommate or deposit their own load in his ass before going to work. I don’t know if I’m gay – but writing all this down has shown me it’s not a fluke, I enjoyed it and I want more. Really its just made me horny as fuck. I wish Brett was home right now I’d go into his room and just get on my knees. I want to suck him so bad. Its not just him – I want a man’s cock in my mouth so bad. I wanted that guy at work to fuck me. I wanted him to feel the loads Brett had left inside me when he slid in. I suppose that’s the most definitive answer anyone’s ever gotten from a journal. I like having sex with men. I like getting fucked. I want to get fucked more. July 27th, 1977 It’s been two weeks since Brett first fucked me and then spent the two days of the blackout teaching me about gay sex. I’m still not entirely sure I know how to process what happened, but I know that I liked it and that I don’t want to stop. I haven’t stopped. There hasn’t been a day in those two weeks where we haven’t had sex. Most of the time Brett fucks me but I’ve been fucking him too. Honestly, I like fucking him but what I really like is feeling his cock inside me. I like getting fucked. God, it’s gotten so much easier to admit that. This morning, laying in bed after both just getting off, Brett asked me how I was doing, what I was thinking about in respect to all the sex we’d been having. It felt a little silly to be having this sort of conversation when my ass was literally wet from his load, but… “It feels amazing, and I don’t want to stop, if that’s what you’re asking,” I had replied. “That’s not quite what I’m asking but good to know.” “Look, I don’t know what I am really, so don’t ask me that; but I do know this feels fucking incredible, and I want more of it. For the first time in my life I’ve been consciously checking out guys, which is new, but good.” “What do you think about these guys?” “Oh that they’re hot and…” “And what?” “Well, just the things I’d like to do with them.” “Oh? Like what?” “I… Ok… I hope this doesn’t upset you, but I want to get fucked. I see these hot guys on the street and I think about them bending me over. I think about feeling them inside me. I Imagine them shooting their loads into me.” “Fuck! Why would I be mad,” he grabbed me then and kissed me. He pulled me so tight it hurt my ribs. “So you wanna get fucked by more guys than just me.” He was grinning. “Yeah…” I said sheepishly. “Well we can make that happen for sure.” He kissed me again. Obviously, the thought of me getting fucked by more guys turned us both on, because our cocks got hard again. Brett rolled on top of me and spread my legs, sinking his hard cock into my wet hole. It was easy to take him now, and I pulled my legs up to my chest so he could fuck deep inside my hole. He fucked another big load into me and then went to work. July 29th, 1977 That guy came into work again yesterday. The older guy with the mustache. As soon as I saw him I couldn’t help but imagine what that moustache would feel like against my skin. He was dressed in dirty white high tops, a pair of short cut off jean shorts that clung tight to his thick hairy legs, and a white thin tank top. A wild pelt of dark hair burst out from the tank in all directions, and occasionally a pink nipple would slip from the side. It was hard not to stare at him. I’ve been noticing guys more and more but this was the first guy besides Brett I’d understood my attraction to. He sat down at a table with another guy, young with dark skin and short cropped hair. He was cute and thin and just a little effeminate. Until then I hadn’t thought that this hunk of a man might be gay. I took their orders and tried not to linger so long that I was obvious. Still I overheard the younger guy say, “down at the pier… seriously Mac he was huge. I thought I wouldn’t be able to walk home.” Could they be taking about what I thought they were, I wondered. The whole time they ate I kept close to their table, probably being more attentive than was normal. When they had both finished their sandwiches the object of my desire got up to go to the bathroom, and then a short moment later the other guy followed. We have two bathrooms, so it wasn’t that crazy but it was odd for a pair to just leave their table completely. I walked back that way and noticed that only one of the doors was locked. When I leaned close I heard the unmistakable sounds of a stifled fuck. Jesus, they are gay, and they were fucking right there in the restaurant bathroom. I was instantly hard. I had to shift my boner around in my shorts, trying to not make it too obvious that I was hard as a rock when I went back out into the restaurant. It was impossible though not to imagine myself in the bathroom getting fucked. Brett and I had been fucking so often my ass felt permanently ready to take cock. About five minutes later they came back to the table, both a little flushed. They say down, finished their drinks and then my guy asked for the check. I brought the bill over to them, trying to sense who had just been the bottom. I guessed it was the younger guy, but maybe that was my wishful thinking. They paid in cash, and then both were gone. I collected the money – they had tipped well. I was about to crumple up the bill sheet when I noticed something extra written on it. It was a phone number followed by ‘I noticed you looking, call if you want a turn – Mac’. My heart skipped, and my cock throbbed. The guy had left me a note‽ He had noticed me, which scared me; but he also seemed to be into me, which excited me. I looked around making sure no one was paying attention to me and then pocketed the note. It feels so crazy, I know that I want this guy, but I’m also a little terrified. Despite how brazenly I told Brett I wanted to have sex with other men it still felt like a big step. Brett now feels safe, he is known; but this guy is new and sexy and forward. That’s something entirely different. Yet even right now looking at the note laying on my dresser my cock twitches. Baby steps. July 20th, 1977 I woke up this morning so horny I couldn’t stand it. My mind was on sex as soon as my eyes opened. Brett was laying on top of the sheets, naked, on his back. Sun clipped across him from the half-closed curtains and made his blond chest hair shine. His cock had the semi-hardness of a man almost awake, just enough to make it fat and lift slightly from his balls. I slithered down the bed and swallowed the head of his cock. He started to thicken in my mouth, and slowly wake up. I knew he was awake when his hands came to the back of my head, and he started to fuck my throat. His hips bucked up, forcing my nose into his pubes. Soon his moaning turned to panting. Then with a long groan he shot down my throat and I swallowed his load. “Fuck,” he moaned as I crawled up his body and kissed him, “what was that for?” “I woke up with a need for cock,” I replied honestly. “I’m glad I could help then.” “Me too,” another long kiss, and we both laughed. Brett stretched, running his fingers along my back. “God I don’t want to go to work.” “When are you back?” “Not till late. I’m at the store today, and the bar tonight.” “Fuck,” I said, laying my head on his hairy chest. “Yeah, ok… If I don’t get up I won’t.” He rolled to the side, getting up and padding barefoot to the bathroom. “What are you doing today?” He shouted from the other room. I stretched and licked the last of Brett’s load from my lips. The sound of piss hitting the bowl came from the bathroom. “I don’t know,” I shouted back. My own cock was still hard as a rock. “I have the day off. I’ve got a few errands to run and then I’m not sure. Maybe go up to the park and enjoy the sun.” “Damn, I wish I had the day off. Eating your sweaty ass after you’ve been out in the sun all afternoon sounds perfect.” “Don’t offer things you can’t give ass hole! I’m horny enough as it is.” When he was gone, and I was laying naked alone in the bed we shared most nights I was still so horny I couldn’t think about anything else. All those errands I had to run seemed impossible, all I could think about was my cock. I was slowly stroking myself when my thoughts drifted not to Brett but to him – to Mac. For the first time ever a guy had tried to pick me up. He’d left me his phone number, I still had it. ‘I noticed you looking, call if you want a turn – Mac’ written in a sharp straight letters under a phone number. I held that little slip of paper in one hand, my other hand on stroked my cock slowly. I imagined his thick dark mustache, his big pink nipples, his hairy chest, the tight shorts, and the hefty looking bulge. I remembered the hushed sounds of him fucking his friend in the bathroom. My eyes drifted to the phone hanging on the kitchen wall. I could call him. I could call another man and ask him to fuck me. I in theory that was exactly what I wanted, but it took a lot of nerve. I was horny, but some logic still floated around in my brain. Enough logic at least to make me nervous about just calling him. Still, I knew… or I guess I felt, somewhere deep inside that it was honestly only a matter of time. Brett had opened my eyes to a whole new world and I want to explore it. There was no world in which Brett would be the only man I would fuck… it was only a question of when it would happen. I got up, naked, and hard, walked to the phone, and dialed. It rang for what felt like ages. Then a deep, rough voice said, “This is Mac.” My heart thudded in my throat, stopping my voice. I struggled for a beat, and then managed to blurt out, “Hi! Um, you came into my restaurant yesterday. You… um… you left your number.” “Oh the cute waiter who couldn’t keep his eyes off us. How are you?” “Good, I’m good.” I laughed nervously, “how are you?” “I’m alright, listen kid, I was just about to run out.” “Shit, I’m sorry! No worries…” “You free tonight?” “Yeah, yeah I’m free.” “Great, meet me at Julius at like 7ish?” “Juluis.” “Yeah, 10th Street and Waverly.” “Alight, I’ll see you then.” We hung up. I was shaking but my cock was also dripping precum. I was still complete hard but I forced myself to get dressed to run my errands. Nothing wildly interesting. I dropped off a resume and my book at another paper, try and actually get a job in what I moved here to do. I did some laundry at the place around the corner, and I picked up groceries. By the time I was done it was just about five thirty. I’d never been to Julius before tonight, but I knew the area and it was maybe a twenty minute walk from the apartment. I took a long shower, cleaning every part of myself, and then stood naked in my room looking at my dresser with literally no idea what to wear. I was having drinks with another man, a man who I think had already expressed interest in fucking me, a man who I desperately wanted to be fucked by. In the end I modeled myself after Mac. I put on a tight white tank top, a jockstrap, and the tightest shortest jean shorts I owned. When I looked at myself in the mirror I was a little shocked. I’d never looked at myself like this, with this eye, but I looked hot. Or at least that’s my opinion. Hair popped out over the top of the tank, the jock held my cheeks high and the tight shorts showed off my still slightly hard cock. It was perfect. Julius from the outside looks everything you think a gay bar is going to look like. A long blank stucco wall along 10th Street, gives way to a heavy door inset into the corner of the building. There’s a little window in the door for someone to peer out of even. It made me kinda scared just walking up. The big beefy man sitting at the door barely looked at me though when I walked in. The inside was less formidable. I hadn’t noticed a big picture window on the other side of the door with a green neon sign hanging in the middle of it. A long bar in dark colors ran the length of the main room and a dingy mirror hung behind stacks of bottles in the back. There, sitting at the far end of the bar, was Mac. He wore a tight black t-shirt this time, with the sleeves cuffed up showing off his tanned skin. I smiled and walked over. He flashed a dazzling toothy smile from under the bushy mustache back at me and got up. I was immediately enveloped in a tight hug, his arms crossed around my torso. He smelled amazing, just the right amount of man musk wafted off of him. I felt the heat of his body against mine, and the weight of his arms on my shoulders, and felt myself starting to get hard. Embarrassed I pulled away. “Good to see you again,” he said. He seemed genuinely excited. He gestured to the seat next to him, and then ordered us each a beer. Then he just started talking. Maybe he sensed that I was nervous, but without missing a beat he took up the conversation. He asked me about work, and when I came to the city. We talked about his job (he owns a magazine shop), and how we had survived the recent blackout. Soon another round off beers was ordered and I started to relax. He's easy to talk to and radiates a kind of warmth. All of my fears seemed to melt away. He still radiates that sexual energy that drew my eyes in the restaurant but there’s more to him as well. He’s kind. Yet another set of beers were ordered and I realized his hand had drifted to my leg. He was slowly rubbing my thigh. My cock responded instantly, pressing hard against my jock and shorts. Another broad toothy grin burst across Mac’s face when he noticed me adjust myself. It seemed the most natural thing in the world how he shifted the conversation to sex. It just happened, without fan fair or lechery, suddenly I found myself telling him about sitting in my apartment in the heat of the black out with Brett. I told him freely about Brett saying he hadn’t been that interested in girls lately, and then coming out to me; his offer to show me what it was like to be with a guy; the blowjob’s we had shared; him eating me out; and untimely how we had ended up in his bed, with him on top of me as I took my first load. By that point Mac had an obvious bulge too, “So, you’ve only been fucking guy’s for like a week?” “Yeah,” I laughed a little nervously, “but there’s been a lot of it in that week.” It was Mac’s turn to laugh, “Shit. I can’t believe that… one week and here you are meeting a guy in a bar.” “Well when you put it that way…” I felt myself blushing. “Oh no! Cutie, its not a bad thing. I’m impressed. It took me so long to understand myself. I grew up in Iowa. Not really the easiest place for a gay kid, not like anywhere is really easy for a gay kid. I always knew I didn’t fit in, and wasn’t the same. In high school I eventually started to understand what about me was different. I had no interest in girls. I had way more interest in the captain of the football team. Joey Lewis. God he was fucking beautiful. Those think round looking muscles that guys get right as they become men when there is still a little baby fat on them. This sharp brown flat top haircut, and bright green eyes. Fuck. I remember the first time I really understood what was wrong with me – I know… I know… nothing’s wrong with me, but at the time I didn’t understand that – it was after gym class. Joey came round the corner heading to the shower, all swagger and confidence, buck ass naked with his towel over his shoulder. “He was the first guy in our class to really start to look like a man. He had this long strip of dense dark brown hair that spread across his chest from nipple to nipple and then down into the thickest bush you can imagine. Honestly he had ever reason to be confident naked in that locker room. Not only was he built and looked like more of a man than any of the rest of us but his cock was fucking thick. I can see it now. Big pink head swinging back and forth as he walked.” Mac adjusted himself, clearly getting turned on remembering his high school crush. “That night I jerked myself off so many times I was convinced my dick was going to fall off and I was going to go blind. “He walked to the showers like that every day for the first half of senior year, and every day I would turn my head just the tiniest bit so I could catch a glimpse of that cock swinging. I shot so many loads just from those quick flashes of his cock. Then a few weeks before Christmas break, we were assigned to do some stupid project together. I don’t remember what it was, that wasn’t the memorable part. We were working at his house after school one day, down in the basement. I remember that I’d bought over this massive stack of library books. We’d been going threw them for a while when he got up saying he wanted a snack or something. As he stood and stretched his shirt road up and my eyes must have flashed down to his exposed hairy stomach a little too obviously cause he said ‘are you staring again’ or something like that. I thought I was gonna shit my pants. ‘I know you watch me walk to the showers naked every day. You don’t gotta hide it. I like the attention.’ I was hard instantly. I didn’t know what to do. “Without saying anything else he just pulled his shirt off, and came around the table. He asked me if I’d ever done anything with a girl. I told him I’d gone to the make out spot a few times with girls but nothing serious, which was true. He said that his girlfriend was such a tease, and always left him so horny he’d been jerking off four times a day. When I tell you I was shitting bricks I mean it literally. I had no idea what to do. ‘But I’m getting kinda bored jerking off by myself. Why don’t we take a break from this and you can help me out. You like looking at my dick so much, do you want to touch it?” “He got naked right there in the basement, and I had no idea what I was doing. But I jerked him off like I would myself and he got so fucking hard I couldn’t believe it. I’ve seen a good number of cocks now and seriously Joey Lewis is fucking hung. I ended up sucking my first cock that night, and swallowing his load. After that every time he went through a dry spell with his girlfriend he would make up some pretext to see me. By the end of senior year he was sucking me off too and swallowing my loads. “We met up the summer after our first year of college. Turned out that there was some closet case on the football team where he went who he’d started hooking up with. More than that, Joey had learned that he liked to get fucked. I had always jerked off imagining him fucking me, but that summer I found out that I liked being a top. I fucked Joey probably four times a week. He had the most amazing furry ass. Fuck. To this day I can’t resist a furry ass. “Oh, fuck I’ve been talking for ages, I’m sorry.” “No!” I said, “Honestly that was hot as fuck.” “And all true.” “Good to know,” the beer had made me feel brave again, “cause I certainly have a furry ass.” “I don’t know if I believe you.” “Well,” I leaned in close to him, “You’ll just have to take my pants off and find out.” “Is that what you want me to do?” “Yes.” We were both very close and speaking in breathy whispers. “What else do you want me to do?” “I want you to fuck me.” “I live a couple of blocks away, let’s find out if you’re telling the truth about that hairy ass.” He basically ripped my clothes off as soon as we got inside his apartment. My shirt was flung to the side, my shoes kicked into a corner, my socks yanked down, and then my shorts flew off to land on a chair. In less than a minute of entering I was in nothing but a jock, that was wet from my leaking cock. I leapt forward and planted a kiss squarely on his mouth. His moustache tickled more than I had thought it would, but it was an exotic and new feeling. It felt sexy, [banned word], even more forbidden to feel this signifier of manhood against my face. Of course that is absolutely stupid, once you’ve had a guy shoot his load inside you you’ve pretty much crossed the last [banned word] off the list but still. I pulled his shirt off and ran my hands through his thick chest hair. I smelled his pits as I did so, the perfect summer musk. On impulse I bent my head down and licked at his nipple, nibbling at the pink flesh. He groaned and put his hands on the back of my head. He held me there, and then directed me to the other nipple. I flicked my tongue across that one too. All the while my hands explored his hairy body, moving further and further south. I finally got to feel his bulge and not just picture it. No wonder that guy in high school had wanted to get fucked by Mac all summer. It felt long and thick. I couldn’t help myself any more. I undid his shorts and shoved them down. He was commando, and without the shorts pushing it to the side, his cock sprang up and slapped against his stomach. I’m not sure if he pushed me down or I dropped to my knees on my own. My hands slid to his sides and I took in Mac’s complete nakedness for the first time. He has a square frame, not what I would call muscular but powerful. His whole front is covered in hair, it grows in one mass down his chest and onto his stomach. He’s pubes are a dense mound, out of which sprouts this beast of a cock. I know that this is only the second I’ve had but fucking hell. Hes got to be at least an inch longer than Brett and its just so fucking fat. The head is big and broad, like a really flat-topped mushroom. If you asked me to tell you how I wouldn’t be able to tell you in a million years, but I opened my mouth and swallowed half his cock down in one go. Immediately he was groaning, and fucking more of his cock into my mouth. It was hard to breath, and I was sputtering, and spitting, but it was so hot. He pushed so hard that I ended up backed onto the door with nowhere to go. I had to just let Mac fuck my throat. Occasionally he would pull his cock out and smack my face with it, leaving a thick smear of spit and cock juice on my cheeks. I was starting to think I wouldn’t be able to take any more when he said “Goddamn. I could cum right down your throat. That’s not why we’re here though. I’m supposed to be checking to see if you told the truth about having a hairy ass.” He helped me up off the floor and lead me to the bedroom where he got behind me and knocked me face first onto the bed. I was now ass up in front of him. “Well, lets see what we have here,” he said with mock seriousness. He moved my cheeks side to side, pulling them apart, moving them around. He made little noises like he was thinking really hard about a math problem or a riddle. Then he said, “yes, this will do nicely. A bouncy, furry, boy but for me to breed.” His tongue then replaced his hands. I gasped so loudly I shocked myself. His tongue just dove in, he didn’t lap around the edges like Brett did. The warm wet organ just pushed immediately into me. Thank god I’ve been getting fucked by Brett so much or I wouldn’t have been able to deal with what Mac started to do. He punched his tongue in and out, pulling at my hole with it. Then he spat right onto my pink ring and started to slide a finger up and down in my crack. I arched back, and pushed my ass onto his fingers. Brett described me as a hungry bottom the other day, and I think this is what he meant. I wanted Mac’s cock so badly right then. “Fuck this pretty pink hole has opened right up for me. You weren’t kidding, your roommate must be fucking you all the time. Your hole is so ready.” “I told you, twice a day on a slow day.” “You think you can take my fat cock.” “Absolutely, I want you to fuck me till you shoot inside me.” He started to rub his cock against my hole. I felt it catch on the edge a few times before he lined the big mushroom head up and added more spit. He pressed slowly but firmly till my hole gave way. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt myself open up and his thick shaft start to slide inside of me. “Oh, Jesus Christ that’s big!” “Just breath, you’re doing great.” “Fucking give it to me.” He gave me a few deep pumps before saying, “You know what, not like this,” and pulling out. “Flip on your back.” I rolled over and grabbed my legs. He grinned, and lined his cock back up. It was easy to take him this time, he just slipped inside of me. I moaned as his pubes pressed into my taint. He lent forward, pinning my legs to my chest, and kissed me as he started to fuck me. It was a slow, tender kind of fucking. He slid most of the length of his member in and out, with a careful deliberate rhythm. I felt like I was turning to mush under him. My body felt open, and overwhelmed with pleasure. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his moustache tickle my nose, as he kissed me. He kept up that steady pace, as I whimpered and moaned, and he kissed me. His breathing slowly changed, the muscles across his back tightening. Then in almost a whisper he said, “Here comes my first load.” He pushed deep into me, and froze. I felt his balls contract and his cock begin to pulse. He held us there for a very long time as he unloaded inside me. Throb after throb of his erect cock shot yet more semen into my guts. His load must have been massive with how long he held me there. I dropped my head back, beaming, assuming that was the end of it, when he took hold of my ankles and holding them wide began to fuck me again. “I’m usually good for two,” he said by way of explanation, and started to pound me. I was literally putty at this point. I would not be surprised if he told me I had started drooling. Every time he fucked his cock into me I shouted. I was covering in sweat. I had my hands flung back behind my head enjoying the pounding. My cock was leaking so bad that the whole pouch of my jock was soaked now. “Two weeks and you take cock like a champ. God your ass feels so good!” “Fuck me! Give it to me! Fuck yes.” “I can feel my load sloshing around inside you. I’m going to make you fucking leak.” “Fill me up!” “Here it fucking comes!” He let out a load roar and once more slammed inside me. This one didn’t last quite as long but it still felt massive. “Holy fucking shit,” Mac panted. He fell forward and kissed me. His cock slowly deflated inside me hole. “Goddamn that felt good.” “Seriously, fuck.” Mac kissed me again. We stayed like that for a really long time, eventually his cock got soft and slipped out of my hole. When we were both recovered Mac offered me another beer. We drank it in his kitchen, still naked, and chatted about life. He offered to show me around more, take me to some gay bars. In the end I gave him my number and we made plans to meet up the next Friday at Julius again. He kissed me at the door and then I left. I feel kinda guilty about it, now that I’m back home and laying in bed. Like I should have told Brett, but also I don’t know why I feel like that. He even said he would help me meet other guys… I’m sure it’ll be fine. Maybe he’ll enjoy coming home and finding me ass up in this jock with some guys loads in me. July 21, 1977 I guess I really had nothing to be worried about with Brett. He came home after he got cut at the bar around two. I was still up, laying in bed in just my jockstrap. He came into the room, already mostly naked and smacked my ass by way of greeting. “Careful, some loads might leak out.” “There is literally no way my loads for last night are still in you,” he said teasingly. “Who says they’re that old.” “What? Did you…” He dove down and licked my ass. “Fuck, you’re fucking full! Who fucked you.” “This guy Mac,” and as I started to tell him the story, he went back to licking Mac’s cum from my ass. Two things happened in almost perfect synchronization that snapped Luke out of his reading. One: His cock gave a powerful throb, announcing that he had, without intending to, crossed the point of no return, and he started to shoot big ropes of cum all over himself. Two: a voice said from almost right in front of him, “I guess you’ve enjoyed my journal.”

Man, after a long dry spell, I'm finally getting some regular action. Early this evening I walked over to the community mailbox to pick up my mail and as I got there my neighbor pulled up. I live on a cul-de-sac, and I know all my neighbors well and we have group functions where we all hang out. They all know I'm gay, as it came up years ago when I had first moved in. This particular neighbor is a black man in an interracial marriage with a Latina wife and since he lives on the farther end of the street, I don't see him as regularly as the neighbors that are closer to me. He said hello to me and we had a little small talk and then he asked me what I was up to this evening. I told him I didn't have any plans and was just going to watch some TV and relax. He told me that his wife was out of town visiting family in California and he said he was going to watch the football game tonight and asked me if I'd like to head over to his place and have a few beers. I reminded him I wasn't a big beer drinker and he said he had liquor as well. We've never had a chance to hang out alone so I figured it would be a good idea because I'd get to know him better, so I said sure. He said to give him about a half hour to get out his work clothes and catch up with his wife and then head over. I went home and dropped off my mail and walked over to his place about a half hour later. He had changed from his dress pants into some basketball shorts and I could clearly see an outline of his penis, which I have to admit excited me. He pulled a beer out of the fridge and he asked me if wanted my usual rum drink and I said yes. He made me a drink and we sat down and watched the game, chatting about people on the block and other random things. I knew the drink was strong from the first sip but I didn't want to be rude and say anything and at the same time I didn't want to sip it too slow and make it obvious that there was a problem with the drink. Soon it was starting to hit me, but it became obvious to me that he wanted to get pretty tipsy as well, as he was downing beer after beer during the game. Looking forward toward the TV as we were mostly watching the game, we only occasionally turned toward each other while talking. About half way thru the game I noticed that he appeared to be hard in his shorts, which only gave me more reason to glance over more frequently. As we watched the game, out of the corner of my eye I saw his arm move to scratch his leg. The next time I glanced in his direction, I saw the head of his dick sticking out of the leg of his shorts, which just encouraged me to turn my head more frequently and take a look. I wasn't sure by how much of it was exposed if this was accidental or intentional and didn't want to make any assumptions at that point. I could tell he was pretty well endowed by the way he tented in his shorts and I don't even think he was fully hard yet. I did my best to catch glances every chance I got without it seeming to be obvious. About ten minutes later he scratched his leg again, this time pulling his shorts back farther and my next glance I could see about a third of his dick hanging out of his shorts and now I realized this could only be intentional. A few minutes later he asked me if I'd grab him another beer so I got up and went to the fridge and came back and now most of his dick was hanging out of his short and he was rock hard. He knew I was staring right at it as I handed him the beer and I said "What the fuck man, are you trying to tease a fag or what"? He said "Tease you? What am I doing to tease you?" I said "You're sitting there with your dick hanging out, do you know what that does to a gay man?" and he said "No, what's it do to you? Does it make you hungry? Do you feel like you need to put something in your mouth?" I said "Oh damn, you get right to it" and he said "Why don't you stop talking and get right to it?" As I stood there staring at his big juicy dick, I said "Fuck, we might start something we can't stop" and he said "Now you're teasing me, don't make any promises you can't keep." I wasted no time getting down on my knees between his legs and he pulled his shorts down to his ankles. He put his hand on the back of my head and steered my mouth right to his dick and I took his dick into my mouth and started to suck on it, as he used his hand to maneuver my head up and down on his dick setting the pace and the depth as he pleased. As I was sucking his dick, I heard him say "Damn, I've been waiting for this since I found out you were gay, and fuck its even better than I thought." I kept sucking his dick and he kept giving me directions with his hand on my head. After a considerable amount of time I finally sensed him change the rhythm and pace to deeper and faster strokes and I knew he was getting close. He put his second hand on my head and started pumping my head up and down on his dick in a forceful motion, started to moan and finally he shot, and kept pumping my head up and down on his dick as shot after shot made its way in my mouth. I felt my mouth fill with his hot cum and after the spurting stopped he slowed the pace and finally let go of my head. I swallowed his load and sucked him clean. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief and he said "Man, you've got some mad ass skills, you put the bitches to shame!" I told him it must have been years of practice, and he responded that I had place to practice right between his legs. As he pulled up his shorts, I asked him if he was serious, and if he really wanted to get something started and he said yes. He just told me we'd have to keep it down-low and probably have to sneak around to keep it a secret from his wife. I told him I was down with that and he agreed we need to set up a routine very soon. We went back to watching the last part of the game and as we were walking toward the door for me to leave, he grabbed my hand and put it on his dick and said "say goodbye to your new best friend" and I gave his dick a squeeze and said "until next time" then I headed home.

Ok, so I got home from burning man on Friday, I jerked off a big load, then Saturday Fuck a regular, flooded his hole, Sunday morning, tricked one of my regular fuck buddy with a profile I made up, smashed his hole so hard, when he realized it was me, now he won’t stop texting me, then Sunday night got my dick sucked all night long, followed by Monday afternoon session of training a bottom for me and my boy coming up this Wednesday, gave him a fat load, so 5 loads in one weekend and plenty left! My last load in his mouth today.

I had the day off and wasted no time having fun. I slept in, but once I got up, I went straight to the shower. I made sure my hole was clean and ready for some serious fucking, as I was on a mission of finding some big cock to fill me up. I used a pretty big dildo to fuck my hole to lube the inside up and make sure nothing was going to mess this day up. I got out and dried off and put on a pair of shorts, no underwear, and a lose t-shirt. I drove to one of our better adult theaters, and since it was Tuesday, they showed only gay movies in the theater area. That meant all the hungry top pigs would be out and playing and I should be able to get a few cocks and loads in my hole. I pulled into the parking lot and saw a few cars in the lot, but that doesn’t mean much, as I have learned in the past. I paid my 7 bucks to enter the theater and noticed the movie playing was from Treasure Island. Hot, that should get guys in the mood. As I walked down the long hallway, I took out my poppers and took a long hit, to get the blood flowing and my cock hard. I walked back to the very back of the theater and went behind the half wall they had, knowing that’s were all the action happened. As I let my eyes adjust the darkness, I could tell there were 5 other guys there. I noticed no one was doing much; no one had their cock out. So I decided to take things into my own hands and pulled my shorts off, and placed them on the ledge of the wall. This got the guys going, as they started to take their cocks out. I just stood there with my ass pointed to them, not even looking back to see how was coming up behind me. I felt hands on my ass, grabbing it, pulling it apart to make my hole visible to all. I looked back and saw two 40 something guys with their cocks out, with both their hands on my ass. I just moaned and pushed my ass back so they knew what I liked. All off a sudden I felt a tongue on my hole and I thought I was going to blow a load right there, as his tongue dug deeper into my cunt, making it wetter and wetter. The older of the two pulled me to his 8” and thick cock and shoved it right into my mouth and fucked me hard. I kept gagging as he forced it down my throat. I pulled off and took a huge hit of poppers and went back to sucking his cock. I could feel the guy behind me forces a few fingers in my ass, as he encouraged me to suck his friend’s dirty cock. I just moaned and enjoyed the mouth fucking I was getting, hoping to get the same fucking my ass. And I didn’t have to wait long, as I could feel the guy fingering my ass pull out and start to rub his cock on my hole. I reached back and felt no rubber, and just pushed back on his cock. “Fuck, this lil fucker wants it raw, well raw is how he gets it”. Yes, a pig top, just like I want. And before I could moan, he just slammed his cock right in my hole and I just let out a big yelp. Fuck he was thicker than his friend. He just kept pounding my hole, hitting my prostate, milking the cum out of me. I could feel it dripping from my cock onto my legs. As he fucked me hard, it made his friends cock go farther down my throat. I didn’t think he could last too long fucking me this hard and fast, but I was wrong. He kept fucking me for over 10 mins, his skin hitting me, making a loud slapping sound. I pulled off his friends cock and noticed two other guys jacking off to the scene and they stepped up and shot their loads all over my face. The guy I was sucking just started to moan louder and louder and then shot his load in my mouth. As I pulled off his cock, he told me thanks for taking his dirty seed. His friend just kept fucking me hard and finally started to tell me how he was going to feed me his seed and fill me up. I took a hit of poppers and told him to fill me full of his hot seed. He picked up his speed, something I didn’t think was possible and started to tell me how he was ready to cum and then he started to shoot his load in my ass. He let me know he was cumming, as he told me he was filling me up with his hot poz seed. I just stopped cold right there. Damn this guy was poz. And his friend was too. That’s what he meant by dirty seed and cock. And he let me and others around me that he was filling me up with poz cum, as he was almost yelling out that he was shooting his poz load into me. Fuck, what was I doing? He finally pulled out and slapped me on the ass. I was about ready to get my shorts and run out of there, but another guy walked up and put his cock in my ass. And I couldn’t leave now, with a hard cock in my ass. This guy pulled me up against him and told how hot it was to fuck me knowing I had a poz load in my ass, and he was working it into my ass. I just moaned and he held a bottle of poppers to my nose. He fucked me only for a few minutes, and just hollered with him cummed a load in me. He stepped back and told me thanks. I was worn out, and just knelt down to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe what had happen. The poz guy walked up and told me get up. I just looked up and did what he said. He slipped his cock back into my hole and told me how wet and loose I was and that he loved a sloppy hole. He started to fuck me hard again and I couldn’t believe he was hard again. He just verbally abused me the whole time telling me how I was dirty pig and I was going to get another poz load in my ass. He didn’t last long this time and blew his second poz load in my ass. I couldn’t believe this at all. As he pulled out I could feel the cum run down my leg. He made me clean his cock off and taste all the cum from my ass. He walked off, and I noticed I was there alone. I pulled my shorts on over my cummy ass and went home. As I walked out of the theater into the store, I could see a few guy look and smile at me. I wonder if one of them had fucked me.

This am I was on sniffes I found a 33 year old and 25 year old. Both wanted to fuck me after work. I gave them my cell expecting neither would text, At 5 the 33 year old texted he was on his way sure enough 30 min later he was here He rimmed me for a while then shoved his very nice 7 inch dick in me We fucked fit a while till I heard him breath heavily He shot a huge load in me while he was dressing the 25 year old texted me and said he was on the way. 10 min later was there. He rubbed my ass before he went in. Fucked me for 5 min till I felt him cum when he dressed and left all I could feel was the cum dripping out of me both said they wanted to come.back

Weirdly, I often enjoy my periods of enforced abstinence. It frees me to get on with other things, and reminds me that there is a whole life outside of sex that I also enjoy.

To my fans: Sorry I haven't added more to my stories in so long. Had planned on starting to write more again quite some time ago, but seems like every time I get ready something crazy comes up and my time just disappears. UGH! I do have plans to add more to this and a few other stories of mine, it's just been complete hell around here ( so bad that it's now been well over a year since the last time I got fucked and WOW, do I need to be bred and hopefully not very much longer). Please stay tuned and I am really hoping to get back into the swing of things soon. Thank you all for your very kind words.

We have a new King, so starts the Carolan Era, go figure. A couple of days ago this guy I have been chatting to, but never getting full commitment from got on touch. He is tall and stocky, my type. We arrange to meet. I do a full douche. He turns up, get naked, start kissing, the works. Has a nice, thick, girthy cock. Not too big, but fat. He also likes arse play (bonus) and is soon playing with my hole with his lubed fingers. That gets me going. He wants me to sit on his cock. I have not been fucked for awhile and have to be careful after an operation on my arse last year. But he is slow and persistent therefore he gets in without too much trouble. Then sets up a rocking motion that soon has him shooting a load in me. Not earth shattering, but still a good fuck. Then this morning a cub I have chatted to on Grindr gets intouch, he has the house free today. Do I want him to fuck me? I know I am still clean from last night, so walk round, straight upstairs, face down on the bed, his tounge up my arse. Felt good after last night's fuck. Then he stands up and furiously fucks a load into me. He wasn't that big, but still got another load into my hole Hell, if this is what my sex life is going to be like now, long may Charles rule.

I went to someone house, today and flooded his hole

Part 2 I felt a battle going on inside my head as I pedaled closer to the park. Part of my mind was hoping I'd see Drew here again like last week, but part of my mind was hoping he wouldn't be here. That it was just some one-off unexplainable thing and I could forget it and go back to my normal, routine (vanilla?) life. But I couldn't forget it and I knew that was a fact as the memories from last week in Drew's apartment became clearer and sharper and I felt an urgency inside to see him again. My mind gave itself over to the memories flooding in. I was taking a third hit off the pipe and getting hornier and more eager with every cloud I was blowing, feeling the smoke free my mind in a way I never knew it could be freed. I was slouched down a ways on Drew's couch rolling my head back and forth as I felt my cock once more burrow into the deepest part of his throat, loving the way he was making me feel with his wet hungry mouth. My wife was not very good at cocksucking so I had never experienced the sensations Drew was giving me. I was thinking to myself again and again, “What else have I missed and not known about all these years? What other seducing feelings and urges that Drew was making me aware of. I blew out a huge white cloud, feeling the immediate erotic wave roll over me, and thrust my hips up hard into the sweating face of the naked sexy young stud who was kneeling between my wide spread legs forcing my dripping cockhead another centimeter or two deeper into his expert and welcoming throat. “Oh fuck, baby! Hot fucking damn! Yeah baby suck that cock. Use your throat and make love to daddy's dick. Damn boy you're making my cock harder than it's ever been! Holy fuck!! Take it you hot fucker!!” I looked down my sweat-soaked abs and locked eyes with the handsome cock-worshiper impaled on my rigid dick, and saw the smile even with his lips stretched wide around my thickness. There was something else in his eyes and face as well that I couldn't quite name, but it stirred something in my head that made me want this to go on forever and made me want to please him as much as he was pleasing me. I felt another stirring too and realized almost too late that his sucking mouth and throat had brought me to the edge of orgasm. “Oh, sh*t, boy! Damn! I'm close. Your mouth is gonna make daddy cum! So good! Your mouth feels sooooo good!” Suddenly the wet warmth was gone from around my cock and I felt the cool air brushing against it's throbbing wetness. “No! No!” I almost sobbed. “Why'd you stop dude? I was so close. I wanted to feed you my cum so bad!” Drew wrapped one strong hand around spit-slick cock and slowly stroked it, dissolving me into soft moans of sensual pleasure. “I know you wanted to cum down my throat and I want to taste it, but not yet. I have so much more to show you, Justin, and I don't want you cumming too soon then leaving. I want us to have a lot more fun first. Don't you want that too, daddy?” he asked looking at me as his tongue rolled across the piss slit in my cockhead lapping up a thick bead of precum. “Hell yes I do! I fucking love it! Need to keep going, baby!” Still staring intently at me I watched him dip his head just slightly then felt that amazing tongue licking all around and across my cum-filled hairy nuts. “Oh gawwwwwddddd, boy! Your tongue is fucking amazing! Where'd you learn to use it like you do? Mmmmmmmm. Lick 'em, Yeah feel how heavy they are with cum.” Laying my head back and closing my eyes I began playing with my nips and felt Drew nuzzle lower and more firmly into my sweaty blond crotch hairs then felt him take one full bulging ball into his perfect mouth and begin washing it with his spit and tongue. Fuck yeah!, I thought! Keeps feeling better and better. Feeling Drew release my nutsac and sensing his movement I raised my head and opened my eyes as he stood up from the floor and straddled his slim hot tight smooth body over my waist, his knees on the couch on either side of me. A look of complete lust crossed his face as he began slowly stroking his own hard cock and asked me, “Did you like what I did to your cock and balls, daddy? Did it turn you on having your hard married dick inside my mouth and throat, treating it like you said your wife never has?” One hand still stroking his rigid meat, the other hand moved to my furry nips and twisted them making me buck under him and moan. “Yeah, baby! You know how hot it made me. You took it all so eagerly and willingly. I could tell you liked having daddy's cock in your mouth. My wife rarely even tries to give me a blowjob anymore. You are so much better at it than she could ever be!” Drew had moved upwards a bit more and now had his knees right at my hairy armpits and the head of his dripping cock rubbing softly against my chin. I was staring at the clear thick drop of precum covering his cockhead and didn't realize I had licked my lips. But Drew realized it. He ran the fingers of one hand through my hair as he waggled his manhood before me. “Looks like the sexy married daddy from the park whose not into guys likes watching me stroke my hard 7” cock for you. Do you? Do you like seeing it slide in and out of my fist, putting on a show for you?” “Yes!”, I said in a cracked voice. “It looks so good, so.....so.....” I trailed off not sure what I was trying to say. Drew helped find the right word. “So tasty and delicious? Is that what you're saying daddy?” he said with a touch of glee in his soft whisper. “Yes that's it exactly! It looks so tasty!” Drew rose up higher on his knees bringing his oozing cockhead into contact with my lips. “Open up daddy and find out just how tasty your horny boy's cock is.” With no hesitation or resistance I parted my lips and felt the thick flesh of cock enter my mouth for the first time ever! I growled in my throat and raised my head forward taking more of this sexy stud's cock into my mouth. I was addicted right away! (to be continued)

Usual bookstore fuck tonight. A 30 yr.old, into my daddy vibe, started sucking my cock like a professional. I really was in the mood for ass, so I took my cock out of his mouth and asked him if I could fuck him now that he got me hard. He was acting like it was a difficult choice, yammering about it being so public, etc. Thankfully, a smaller bearded guy, maybe 40, had been watching us the whole time and he presented his ass asap to me. So I turn away from guy #1 and focus on this new fella. Rubbing his cheeks and crack, I discovered his hole was dry. I rubbed some spit on it, and some of my leaking precum. The guy bends over and allows me to enter his tight hole in one gentle push. His obedience really got me going, and I started fuckin him steady. Guy #1 got up and left. Not that I cared, and I just focused on giving this sexy guy my nut. I told him I was going to shoot as deep into him as I could, and he gripped my cock harder and milked me until I blasted out my load. Once my cock stopped throbbing, he slid off it, sat down in front of me and licked my cock clean. He even pulled my underwear up. I rubbed his face/beard with my hand, and told him I hoped he enjoys that load in his ass. He thanked me, and I headed for the door.

Here's a new story I'm just starting on. I hope all you hot horny studs like it! “She Doesn't Need to Know” Part 1 As I peddled my bike faster, bringing me closer to the little park in our community, my mind was going in a number of different directions. What am I doing, I asked myself more than once? My wife is back at home with both of our children. That's where I should be. Yet I was being drawn like a magnet toward the park. The place where my life had changed just a week ago. I've always been athletic and taken care of my body. Standing 6” tall, weighing in at 180 pounds, my body was solid and toned. My hair was blond, with green eyes and a thin covering of blond hair on my pecs and abs. I had been approached by lots of women over the years but had never entertained the thought of cheating on her. I loved her and she was the only one I'd ever been with. We married right out of high school, both of us eighteen, and there were no regrets. Within 4 years of getting married we had a boy and a girl, and they were perfect as far as I was concerned. My family meant everything to me. I was 40 and on top of the world. At least until last week, I thought, as I felt my thick 8” cock begin throbbing inside my bicycle shorts as the memories took over. I had begun taking a weekly bike ride after work and was usually gone an hour to an hour and a half. Last week, for some reason I decided to ride through the park. It was laid out very nice and it was a pleasant place to be while getting exercised. I stopped at a water fountain inside the park and took a good long drink. As I raised my head, I saw him. A lean almost skinny shirtless young man. His chest was smooth, his sweaty bangs hanging across his forehead and his eyes locked on me. Something inside me stirred but I didn't know what it was but couldn't ignore it. He looked to be maybe 21 or 22, just barely older than my son Jeremy. Although he was thin it was obvious his body was hard and toned. Trying to break our stare, without any success, I saw him get off the picnic table he was sitting on and walk in my direction. My heart started beating and I felt a sheen of sweat all over my body. Before I could move he was standing in front of me, smiling at me and running a hand across his smooth chest and hard nips. “Hey man, how's it going? Haven't seen you here before. I'm Drew.” He held out the hand that had just been caressing his slim body and I instinctively shook it and told him my name was Justin. “Nice to meet you, Justin”, he said stepping closer. “Dude you are hot! Your body looks fucking great!” I had never even thought about a guy sexually before but for some reason his words went to my head – or rather heads. I shook my head to clear it and said, “Hey man, thanks, but I'm straight and happily married with 2 kids. I don't go for guys. It's just not my thing.” “That's cool Justin. I was just giving you the compliment you deserve. I'm bi myself and just love hot sex and partying. I bet we'd have some real good fun together. Fun you'll never have with your wife. What do you say, man? Wanna hang out for a while and just see what happens? I promise you'll like it”, he finished with a sly grin as he reached out a hand and ran it over my thighs. I know he felt the shiver run through my body at his touch and his proposition. “Hey man, thanks. You seem like a cool dude, but I...I just can't.” “Is your wife expecting you home soon,” he asked. Without thinking I said no, no particular time. He stepped closer so we were just inches apart. He leaned toward my ear and whispered in a low seductive voice, “C'mon Justin. You know you want to. I promise I won't try anything if you don't want to. But if you've never been with a guy before, how can you know it's not for you?”, he finished licking my ear with the tip of his tongue and rubbing his hand against my now fully hard cock. WTF?! I screamed in my head, but said out loud to him, “Okay. I'm good with just hanging for a bit.” His smile widened making his face the most beautiful thing I'd seen up until then. “Cool! I live just a block away. C'mon. Let's have some fun.” As he started walking off, I followed him, my head in a daze and my cock dripping. Within 10 minutes we were inside his small but tidy 1 bedroom apartment. He told me to make myself comfortable and asked if I wanted something to drink. A water I answered as he headed toward what I figured was the kitchen. When he returned in one hand he had a glass of ice water for me and his other hand held what looked like a glass of coke. He chuckled as if he was reading my mind. “Rum and coke, bro. It relaxes me and sometimes gets me wired up. I can fix you one if you want. Just let me know.” “I'm good with the water” I said taking a big gulp and emptying half the glass. “Cool, man. Drink all you want and whatever you want.” He looked at me intently as I drained the last of the water and grabbed it asking if I wanted a refill. I said yes and in a moment I was taking another deep drink. It tasted so good, but I felt myself getting hot and starting to sweat. But I was feeling a bit more relaxed and asked if he minded if I tool off my shirt. A look I didn't recognize filled his eyes as he smiled and told me to take off whatever I wanted to. “Let me see your hot sweaty dad body.” I didn't know what that meant but still felt a thrill hearing him say the words. I peeled off my tight sweat-soaked shirt and immediately heard Drew say, “Oh fuck dude! What a hot sexy hairy bod! Your wife is one lucky lady.” I chuckled selfconsciously and said I hope she thinks so. Moving so that we were now sitting next to each other on the couch he asked, “Does your wife play with your nips to get you turned on? Most guys I know love having their nips played with and given some attention. Does she do that for you, Justin?” I shook my head “no” before telling him I'd never heard anything about nip play for guys although I loved playing with my wife's tits. Without asking or saying a word Drew reached out his hand and I felt his cool palm rub across both of my nips and back again. “Ah, damn dude! That feels fantastic!” “Yeah, you like me playing with your hard stiff daddy nips doncha Justin? Makes you horny, huh?” “Hornier than I've been in a long time”, I admitted. “What about this?” he asked leaning down and forward and wrapping his wet lips around one of my nips. “Oh gawd! Fuck! I've never felt anything like that before. It feels damn amazing!” “I knew you'd like it daddy,” he said moving his lips and tongue to the other nip. “There's more things I know you'll like if you want me to show you. But only what you want. Tell me to stop anytime and I will.” My cock was harder than I ever remember it being and it and the foggy feeling in my head were both now in control. “Yeah, yeah, sure. That's good. If it's stuff that will feel like this.” “It'll feel even better than this I promise. Hey how about I fix both of us a rum and coke first?” I agreed and as he walked off found myself pulling on my own nips wishing his mouth was on them instead. He was back in a few moments carrying two glasses and a small black leather pouch-like bag in one hand. He handed me my drink and we toasted as we both took big gulps. “I know you're relaxing some man but I can tell you're still uptight. I have something here that will help you relax even more and enjoy yourself.” With that he opened the pouch and pulled out a couple of lighters, a small baggie with chunks of something white in it and a small glass pipe with a rounded bowl on the end and a hole in the top. My head cleared just a little, enough for me to say, “Whoa man! I don't do drugs. No way.” “This isn't like pot or anything like that bro,” he chuckled. “It just helps you to relax and open yourself to the kind of fun we can have together. Let me show you.” He opened the small baggie and transferred some of the white crystal-like pieces into the pipe's bowl then lit a lighter and placed it under the bowl. “See the smoke starting to swirl and grow thicker? It always gets my blood rushing.” I watched as he moved the pipe's stem toward his lips. “Now, when the smoke is going good, you just barely put the stem to your lips and inhale as deep as you can. Hold it in a few seconds then blow it out. It's fucking sweet dude!” And saying that he did exactly what he'd said and I watched strangely turned on as he kept sucking on that smoke filled pipe. Finally he took the pipe from his lips and looking at me blew a thick white cloud of smoke into my face. Instead of being pissed at such a move I strangely found myself excited. He saw it in my face and grinned. “You like seeing me do that?” “Hell yeah”, I said. “I don't know why but it got me hot as hell!” “Wait until you do it yourself. I'll hold the lighter and you just inhale when I tell you, ok?” I nodded, scared but turned on at the same time. Not giving me time to think, Drew placed the loaded pipe at my lips and lit the flame. We watched the smoke build up then he told me to “suck it in daddy. Suck it good”. And I did. I filled my lungs then when he pulled it away I looked at him for direction. “Hold it, hold it. Yeah that's it. Now stud blow a cloud for me!” I exhaled and was enveloped in a cloud even bigger than Drew's. Instantly I felt a rush in my brain, my body and dick. I'd never been this horned in my life! “You want another one daddy?” Drew asked scooting next to me so our legs were touching. “Yes, please,” I panted. “I want more!” Once more he placed the pipe at my lips and lit the flame. While I inhaled this second hit I suddenly felt his fingers pinching and pulling on one of my nips. The sensation made me gasp making me inhale more smoke. Pulling the pipe away he kept his fingers on my nip as I writhed and moaned. At last he told me to exhale and when I did I felt his lips and tongue on my hard nips. Instinctively I grabbed the back of his head to hold his mouth where it felt so good and right. “Oh fuck yeah baby!” I moaned. He looked up at me and smiled. “How you feeling now daddy? You like what we're doing? Am I making you feel good?” “I am feeling awesome! I love it!! Nobody's ever made me feel this good. Please don't stop!” His hand dropped to my bulging crotch and squeezed making me moan louder. “Oh we're not stopping yet, daddy. Not by a fucking long shot!” **Let me know what you think men. Should I continue Justin's tale?**

After numerous requests, here is the next fictional account of the in the saga of the Kid. Other Kid stories are Kid got everything he wanted The Kid goes to his first bath house. As usual this is only fiction and not meant to actually be done. Some of this would send a person to the ER ( Or worse ) with an overdose. It is for reading enjoyment only, and of course arousing you if you need help with that. Chapter 1 The Kid has had some great adventures with his first party and then his first trip to a bathhouse here he was given drugs and plowed by some of the craziest guys and perverts in the world. He wanted to get back to the first guys next party but cold never arrange time. Between his work and girlfriend, there never seemed to be any time for his private perverted play. He contacted me several time to see what I was doing. I had to have some minor surgery and couldn’t get to the monthly party, and he wanted to have me there when he went next time. He was frustrated with his relationship because while his girlfriend was nymph when it came to sex she didn’t like sucking him to a finish and never would give up her ass. Sometime after his first party he had gotten a case of the Flue and his Girlfriend caught it from him and came down with it a couple weeks later. Since he had met Tina he had a deep driving need to play with her every chance he could and those were very few and far apart. The recovery after the first party was rough but he was able to get back to normal in a couple days after. The second party his recovery was a lot quicker, even though he had a lot more. His insides yearned to be spun again, his desire to feel stuff roaming in his ass and filing him was undeniable. He had met with a few guys but non seemed to satisfy his needs. One black guy was hung, he remembered it hurting and he took it waiting for it to feel better, but it never felt the way it did when Horse was lodged in his ass and Horse was bigger that this guy. One guy actually helped him some in a park one night, he was bent over a bench taking a guy with a small dick and after the guy shot what felt like a couple drops up his ass another guy came over and asked him if he wanted more with a little extra. The Kid started to get up when the guy pushed him back over the bench and proceeded to push a much larger cock up his ass. The guy felt different when the Kid realized this guy had a PA on his cock. It felt cool when it rubbed his hole before the guy grabbed the Kid’s hips and basically impaled the Kid on his cock. The Kid yelled at the sudden intrusion, the guy said “ Shut the fuck up, you want to bring the cops “ ? as the Kid stared to say no when the guy pulled partially out and rammed back in. all the Kid could do is squeak the word “ No “. The Bushes around the area rustled and a couple guys walked up, both had their cocks out and were jerking them. With the position of the Kid neither could get in front of him to get any service. The guy pumped a couple more times when he stopped. He held still. The Kid stared to back onto the cock when the guy slapped his ass and said “ Hold still you little whore “. The guy hen said “ Here comes the Little extra slut “. The Kid was looking at the two cocks off to the side and wasn’t paying that close attention to the guy in his ass. He wasn’t sure what he meant but then felt a warmth spreading in his bowels, he knew form past experience it was the yellow flood of the guy’s piss. The guy said “ Here is your extra, hope you enjoy it “. The Kid was in heaven, this was the first time since the time at the bath house he got this treatment. It really made him feel like a total slut, the pig whore of all whores. He only hoped he would end up getting the other guys cocks up his ass. When the guy was finished emptying his bladder, he started to slowly fuck the piss in the kids insides. He wanted to make sure the Kid could absorb as much as possible. He couldn’t hold off to long, this kids ass was great and had a natural ability to milk a guys cock. The guy cold tell he hadn’t been fucked much, at least not for a while. The Kid was slowly losing himself into the Acton up his ass. His whole body felt warm and almost to the point of being on fire. All he could think of was that he never wanted this to end. He could hear and feel the squishing of the cock as it slopped around in his guts. There was a pressure when he pushed in and it really felt good. The guy eventually picked up speed and some of the nasty mix started squirting out of the Kids ass. The guy slammed up into the Kid’s ass and said “ Take my spunk you nasty fagot punk “. The Kid said “ Yes, knock me up”. The kid could feel the throbbing cock up his ass, firing shot after shot into his ass. The guy slumped over the Kid for a few minutes and the Kid could feel a second twitching in his ass. The guy said “ Yeah, here comes a little more to help you out “. The Kid knew for sure he was shooting a second load of piss in his guts, pushing his cum into areas that it would never come out before it was absorbed. The guy finally pulled out and some of the nasty mix started dripping out, even with the kid in the head down position and trying to hold it in he couldn’t keep it from spilling out. The guy sat down next to the Kid. Even though he was off to the side he could see the cock that just split his ass. Even soft it looked Big and thick, it had an impressively big PA in the end of it, bigger that be thought. The Guy pulled out a glass pipe and started to heat it up. He could clearly see the white smoke in the bowel. the Guy looked over at the Kid and Smiled.

Part I It was about midway through my sophomore year in college. I had started having sex with guys the year before and had a fair amount of experience, but had always been very strict about condoms. At the time I had a boyfriend who I had known since we started college together. We'd been together for about 6 months, and although we weren't officially exclusive, it was somewhat implied. Despite this I still spent time on hookup apps looking for "friends" and occasionally "fun." One particularly warm summer day I was feeling incredible horny and was being a little more aggressive looking for sex on the apps than usual. I hadn't been fucked by my BF in over a week, and really needed some dick. I had texted him earlier, but he was non-committable about being available. Eventually I came across a guy named Jared, we exchanged pics and stats. He was 22, 6', 170lbs, and from the pics he sent had a nice 7.5" uncut dick. He had dark somewhat Italian features. After a few messages he mentioned that he also had a friend, Oscar, who he would JO with, and they were wanting to try fucking a guy together. I had done a three-way once with my BF, but never with two tops. Any part of me which would normally be hesitant was overcome by my libido that day. We talked about his friend and he sent me more pics. His friend was 21, 5'11, 170lbs, and had a 8" dick, also uncut. He looked to be Latin, but we never actually talked about race. After a bit more back and forth, we agreed to meet at Jared's place. It was on the other side of the campus, and would take me about 15 min to walk there. As I was about to leave Jared asked if they could fuck me raw, and I told them I couldn't do that, and would only play safe. I had never been fucked raw before, and certainly wasn't up for it from two guys I'd never met before. I thought that might end the encounter before it happened, but he agreed to use condoms and asked if I would bring them or if they should use his. Being a poor college student I asked if we could use his and that seemed to settle that. After walking across campus, I arrived at Jared's apartment. Oscar was already there sitting on the couch, and I got the impression from the budge in his pants they may have been watching porn and stroking before I got there. They both greeted me with big smiles. The three of use seemed to stammer around about whether we should sit on the couch together or go straight to the bedroom. Trying to cut the sexual tension, Jared pointed to the bedroom, and we all headed there. I laid down in the middle of the bed, with Jared on my left, straddling my leg, and Oscar doing the same on my right. We started making out. As I took turns kissing both of them, slowly clothing started to come off. I was lying in my briefs and they took off their pants together and laid back down on either side. For the first time I clearly felt both of their dicks on my thighs through their boxers. I slowly reached down and starting stroking Oscar's dick as I kissed Jared. After a short time though Oscar gentle pushed my hand away, and I realized he was already getting worked up. I switched, and starting stroking Jared. They were both hard as steal, with Jared's dick feeling slightly thicker, and Oscar's slight longer. My head was swimming at the thought they would soon be inside me. "Fuck you're sexy as hell," moaned Jared as he started to slide his fingers down my leg, inside my briefs, and towards my hole. I moaned a bit as his fingers first grazed it. "Damn you're super tight." He looked at me somewhat mischievously. "I'll have to open you up a bit before you're ready to take us." With that he reach down and slide off my briefs, and gently turned my hips so that I flipped onto my stomach. He pulled me down a bit towards the end of the bed, and Oscar moved from my side to in front of me, with his crotch directly in my face. I felt Jared's mouth go between my butt checks and his tongue found my hole. I had only been rimmed a few times, but never with his level of skill. He started working his tongue into my hole, getting me wet and slowly opening me up. As this was happening I reach up and starting stroking Oscar again through his underwear, slowly cupping his large balls, and working up his shaft. He quickly pull down the waist of the last of his clothing giving me a full view of his rock hard dick. "You like it?" "Fuck yes." I agreed quickly. I started to suck on his dick, prompting him to lean his head back and moan. His dick had a slight downward curve, which made it very easy for me to swallow it down to his pubes. I deep throated him a bit, but this again seemed to get him a little too excited, and he pulled me up, so he could cool down a bit. This repeated itself a few times, as I sucked Oscar, and Jared rimmed me. All of Jared's attention to my hole was starting to pay off as I opened up. "Do you think you're ready for a dick" He asked "Yea, Definitely." I agree. With that he moved up and I felt him laid on my back. At this point he still had his boxers still on, and I felt his dick through them pushing between my check. He quickly removed his boxers and I then felt his dick sliding between my checks. "Ready for it?" He ask again. "Yea, you have the condoms?" I seemed to disappoint him a bit that I was still insisting on condoms. "Yea, I have them right here, ready to go." He reached and I saw him pull out a condom wrapper. I started to turn around and saw him holding the tip with one hand and rolling it down his dick with another. Oscar then turn my head back to his dick and I started sucking him him again, as Jared started lubing up my hold and his dick. Shortly, I felt the head of his dick pushing on my hole, and after meeting some resistant his head slide it. He dick was thicker than I was used to and my head shot up from Oscar's dick, and I tried to relax and take the rest of Jared's. "Its ok, you can handle it". Jared tried to coax me. Slowly he lowered himself down, pushing each thick inch of himself into me. I felt his low hanging balls come to rest against my own, as he held his dick still deep inside. "Fuck you're tight as hell." "Go slow, ok?" "As slow as you like, but don't forget about him." He responded and he guided my head back to Oscar's dick. I started sucking Oscar again, and Jared started taking sort deep thrusts, seeming to test my hole. This continued for a few minutes, and his thrusts became longer, and quicker, until he was nearly pulling out entirely before thrusting back in me deep. He was able to get a few of these deep thrusts in before i felt him thrust in and hold his dick inside me. "Fuck, you're getting me close already." Ah, to be 22. "Time to switch up." Oscar seemed ready to get inside me as well. With that Jared lied back down on my side, and I flipped back over to my back. Oscar got up and took position between my legs, grabbing a condom, and applying it to his dick as Jared had... Holding the tip with one hand. After lubing up he found my hole, and starting to slide in. I took him easier than Jared, who was thicker, and it wasn't long before Oscar was thrusting into me with slow deep strokes. I looked over, and Jared was stroking the head of his dick, with the condom still visible on his shaft. Oscar leaned down and starting to kiss me as he fucked me, slowing his thrusts as he did so. "You're pussy is getting me close." He stopped thrusting for a second, holding his dick inside. "Fuck I'm gonna cum." He immediate started thrusting into me hard, unable to hold back his load. He pushed my legs to my chest and start to deeply thrust into me. After a few more deep thrusts he held his dick deep in my hold, and I felt his dick start to twitch hard inside of me. "I'm cumming." he moaned into my ear as his head was pushed against my shoulder Its my first memory of actually feeling a top's dick twitch inside me as he came. It caught me by surprise and I grabbed his ass pulling him in as deeply as I could. I felt a warm sensation deep in my gut as his dick continued to twitch hard against the walls of my hole. I was surprised how long his orgasm last. He must had been really worked up. Slowly he seemed to relax on top of me and I felt his dick start to soften in my hole. I leaned up, and started to slide his dick out of me. "Fuck the condom broke." He said somewhat sheepishly. I was shocked to look down and see the condom split down the middle like a banana peal, only the ring at the end still firmly on his dick. He slide a finger inside of me as I realized I had just taken his load. "You felt so good." I was trying to process what had just happened. Part of me was scared to have cum from a guy I had just met inside me. At the same time, realizing the warm pressure deep in my hole was his cum made me only hornier. "Are you ok?" Asked Jared, still stroking his dick at the tip. It didn't occur to me at the time, that they had planned this, but in retrospect, everything from asking if I would bring my own condoms, to how they put them on and held the tips so I couldn't see the end of the condom seemed to indicate they had planned to stealth me the whole time. "Yea its cool" was the best I could respond to everything happening. Oscar dropped back to my side, and removed what remained of his condom. Jared then slide his hand between my thighs, and starting fingering my hole. "Damn you have his load inside you, that's so fucking hot." "I've never done that before...." "You've never taken a load of cum in your pussy??" "No never...." "How does it feel?" I hesitated to respond. Conflicted between my long standing preference for safe sex, and the amazing feeling overcoming me. Jared slide his finger deep into me. "Damn, that's a lot of cum." "Yea, I shot a massive fucking load, it was huge." Oscar chimed in. "How does it feel?" Jared asked again "Actually it feels really good." I admitted This seemed to rev up Jared. "Yea, you like having his big load deep in your pussy?" "I fucking love it." I responded without even thinking or quite realizing what I was saying. "Yea, that's so hot, you're knock up now, you got his babies inside of you." My head was swimming. "Can I still fuck you some more?" Jared asked as he continued to stroke his dick. "Yes." I responded quickly. With that Jared turned me on my side. Facing Oscar, I started to make out with him again. He was a very hot guy, and the idea I had his cum inside me drove me crazy. Jared started to line his dick up to enter me, I turned around to see him slip off his condom which looked like it had been cut in half right at the tip. He looked me right in the eye as his slide his now bare dick in my wet hole. "Fuuuck, you feel amazing." He moaned, closing his eyes and starting to thrust in me. Oscar turned my head back to him and started kissing me again. Jared's thrust were deep. He gripped my hip with his left hand and reach his right around my chest to hold me in place. "You like feeling my load in his pussy." Oscar broke our kiss to ask. "Oh my god, it feels amazing." Jared remarked back. With that Jared and Oscar started to make out over me. Oscar reach his hand down to finger my hole and Jared's dick as our fuck continued. Jared's thrusts started to speed up, and get harder and harder. "Fuck I'm getting close." (I could already tell.) "You want my load too?...." I did, badly. But hesitated to respond. "Dude, I'm about to cum, can I shoot in you." "Please." He started to beg. "Yea, cum in me." "Yea, you want my load, my nut in you?" He pressed "Yes." I admitted. "Tell me you want my cum." "I want your cum." "Yea, you do." "Fuck I want it so bad, I want that big load deep in me." I barely understood where the word were coming from. That sent him over the edge, and he thrust deep into me. Oscar reach around and pulled Jared towards him pressing our three bodies tight together. I felt Jared's thick dick start to jump inside me, and his warm cum flooding my hole and mixing with Oscar's cum already in me. "Fuuuuuuuuuuccckkk...." He practically screamed. His orgasm continued as his emptied his load into me. Eventually I felt his body relax against my own, and we lied there together, Jared's dick in me, and Oscar against my body in the front. After I while we started to untangle ourselves. Jared slowly withdrew from inside me, and Oscar started to get dressed. "That was fucking amazing." Jared said as he also started to get dressed. Once he had his t shirt and boxers on he jumped back into bed and slowly opened my legs and started fingering my hole. "Fuck you're not even leaking, so hot you have our loads in you." He reached his finger deep "Fuck that's a lot of cum." "Yea I can feel it." "We'll breed you anytime you want man." Oscar smiled and winked. "Ok, Nice." I stammered. With that I started to get dressed myself. Before I got up though, i reached down in my underwear and slide a finger up my hole, feeling past the initial tightness, there seemed to be a new compartment filled with viscous cum. My head continued to swim as I play with their loads in my pussy. "Damn, I think he likes it." Said one of them. I lifted myself off of the bed and looked around. They led me to the door kissed me and grabbed my ass as I left... I could still feel their loads in me as I walked home. By the time I got home I was even more horny than when I left. As I walked I was surprise to find my BF sitting on my couch. He would often come by, so I tried not to act to surprised. I worried that he would smell cum, lube, and the other guys' on me. Part II "Still need to get fucked?" He asked as I remembered I had texted him earlier. "Yea, just let me use the bathroom first." I rushed to the bathroom and started the shower. I scrubbed up and down quickly, grabbed a towel and dried off. I felt clean on the outside, but still knew I had cum from two guys in my hole. I reached around and my hole felt wet and open despite the shower. I knew I should push it out before I let my BF fuck me, but the cum felt so good I didn't want to loose it. My BF had always fucked me with a condom, so I figured he wouldn't notice if there was cum in my hole... At Least I hoped. I walked out of the bathroom in a towel. He had moved from the couch to my bed and was clearly waiting for me. "All clean and ready for me now?" He beamed from the bed. "Yes, definitely." I replied. I climbed into bed with him and we started making out. He kisses felt familiar and warm, so distinct from what I had done earlier with Oscar and Jared. My towel came off quickly, followed by his pants. He rolled me on my back and we started making out in the missionary position, me completely naked and him in a tee shirt and boxers. My mind kept jumping between him and what I had done earlier in the day. I tried to focus on him, but the warm tight feeling of cum in my hole kept drawing me back to the earlier fucks. Slowly his cloths came off and he kneeled between my legs his 7" cut dick sticking out hard. "This is what you've been waiting for all day?" "Yeah." I worried I didn't express enough enthusiasm. But he seemed satisfied. We again starting making out, now completely naked, his hard dick against by groin and occasionally rubbing down between my legs almost to my hole. It was at that moment that I realized I wanted him to fuck me bare too. It was something we hadn't seriously discussed before and I had never really felt the need to have him in me bare. But, my mind kept flashing back those two moments earlier when I felt Oscar and then Jared cumming inside me, and I wanted more. He reach down to my hole and started to finger me. "Have you been playing with your hole today?" He asked, somewhat curious. "Uh yea." I stammered, a brief flash of fear as I realized he could tell my hole felt different today. "Damn you really have been super horny today." "Yea, I was watching porn, and playing with it." Seeming satisfied he returned to fingering me and making out. I reached down and started stoking him. I back up on the bed just enough to give me enough room to pull his dick down between my butt checks and across my hole. "Damn, you are ready to go! Do you want me to fuck you now?" Usually we'd make out a bit longer and suck each other before getting to the fucking, but he could tell that today i was moving things along. "Yes Please." I grinned. He reached over to the bed stand and pulled out lube and a condoms. Part of me sank knowing that he intended to fuck me with latex covering his dick. I thought about asking if he wanted to try without it, but was also terrified he would feel the loads I already had inside me. This craving for raw dick and cum was so new, I didn't know how to reconcile it with our usual sex. He slide the condom on and proceeded to lube up my hole and his covered dick. Giving me a mischievous smile as he did so. He slide in my hole with easy and began thrusting, working into his usual rhythm and lowering his lips to meet mine as he fucked me. "Wow you're really opened up today." "Yea, I was really playing with it all day, it still feels good, right?" "Of course, you always feel good." He smiled back. He worked my hole, alternating his speed and force. I could tell at times he was starting to edge and backing off. All I could think though was how much I wanted him to take off the condom. He must have sensed that something was off and I wasn't as into it as ussual. "You're enjoying it, right?" He sounded a little worried "Yea of course. Are you? Can we take a little break though?" "Yea, sure. I was starting to get close, but its cool." He slowly pulled his dick out of me. I felt a few drops of cum leak out and down my crack as he did so, but he didn't seem to notice that. His dick was rock hard and his balls were drawn tight against his body. I felt bad because it looks like he really was ready to cum. He lied next to me, and i reached over and pulled off the condom and slowly started to stroke him. "Uh, wait, but you still want me to fuck you more, right." He was confused. "Yea, I just wanted to stroke you a bit first." "Ok..." He seemed worried he wouldn't get to fuck me more. "Everything ok?" He continued. At that point, I wanted his cum so bad, I couldn't hold back. "Would you want to try fucking me without the condom?" I tried ask as casually as I could. "Ugh, well I've never done that before... Is that what you want, have you ever done it?" "No." I replied almost instinctively, not even realizing I was lying. "But I've been thinking about it, and it really sounds hot to me." Looking back, it seems crazy that we had been together for almost 6 months without talking about barebacking. "I guess we can try, but I don't think I'll last very long." He hesitate a beat, almost wanting to ask another question. "That's ok, we can just take it slow." I tried to reassure him. He climbed back between my legs and on top of me, reaching for the lube to apply a new layer to his now bare dick. I could tell he was nervous this time, i remembered back to the first time we fucked. I put my legs around his waist and pulled him a little closer as he lined up his dick again. "Ready?" "Yes." He slipped the head of his dick into my hole, slowly sliding in deeper. I swear I could feel the moment his dick slipped deep enough to meet the chamber of cum I already was carrying around. He continued in until I felt his balls against my wet crack. He took a deep breath. "Wow." "You like it?" "Yea you feel amazing. I just need a second or I'll cum." We started to make out again, him holding he bare dick in me deep. After a few minutes he started with some deep short thrusts as he got used to the new feeling of a bare cum filled hole around his dick. He worked back into a rhythm, unable to get to the same speed and force without pulling back to stop himself from cumming. He was able to control himself well though, and I was absolutely in heaven as he fucked me. He continued to fuck and edge for about another 15 minutes. "I don't know how much longer, I can hold out before I cum." He was clearly on the edge. "Ok, just let me know." I kissed him back. "Um, well, what do you want me to do when I shoot?.." I realized he didn't know how to ask if it was ok to cum in me. "Just keep fucking me." He hesitated again. "Ok, so I'll cum inside you?" "Yea." He hesitated another moment, and instinctively I squeezed his dick with my hole. This elicited a gasp, and he immediately started thrusting into me deep. His thrusts now were less controlled as he was quickly reaching the point of no return. "I'm going to cum." He announced "Yea? Cum in me, shoot that big load." He started fucking harder. Hammering my hole as hard as he could. "I'm cumming." He moaned as he made one last strong thrust into me and held his dick deep. He continued to moan as he started to explode deep inside of me. He dick was spasming hard, and I could feel each jump of his dick flooding me with rope after rope of his warm cum. He collapsed on top of me, my legs still around his waist and his dick still buried in my now flooded pussy. I felt his dick slowly start to soften, giving it a little squeeze here and there, always prompting another small gasp and deep twitch from him. Eventually his dick became soft enough that it slide out of me. He returned to laying next to me. "Did you like it?" I ask "Yea, it felt great." He seemed a little out of place and got up to start getting dressed. I walked him to the door, and we kissed goodbye. It took him a little while to get used to fucking me bareback, but we never used a condom again.

Was at work on Monday browsing NKP see a guy with the most beautiful cock. And like any good bottom I imagine how it feels. Well I get a message. I'm surreptitiously responding. Whilst I've new starter with me. We swap numbers he says he's free that afternoon if I needed to be bred. Well it's been a while since I've been fucked nearly 5 months. I tell him this and he says come over I'll remind you what you've been missing. So I've never worked so fast I was done for the day by half one on my way to his. By two I was on my knees sucking and gagging on his huge cock.. it was so big. But you know jsut cause its big doesn't necessarily mean they know how to use it. I've had some great fucks from all sorts of sizes. And equally awful ones from guys with big ones. But after getting him nice and hard.. he ordered on all fours as the hot older skin in full kit proceeds to pound me gradually at first building harder and deeper. Wow jsut wow. I was in absolute heaven as he made me cum as he proceeded to fuck me for the next 30 minutes til he emptied his cum deep inside me. I walked out of there on shaky legs....... am so going back he definitely in no uncertain terms reminded me what I have been missing....... i need more

I think "maximum immunity" would be better phrase than "full immunity". I think at its best it's only 85% effective. But if enough guys get it, then there's herd immunity… [To be honest, I'm not sure they've tested the vaccine enough to have a definitive percent efficacy. They didn't have an outbreak to test against until now.]

I love to fuck, but I must admit if I can find a hot mouth that can suck me off, I want it too!

I love sperm whores, especially when they take several loads up the ass, definitely don’t mind cum swapping with a few chosen cum whores either!

Yeah, it's really hard to abstain ... but you'll enjoy getting fucked so much more once you're back in action!

I think you are right and I couldn’t agree more. Barebacking, to me, implies an urgency or drive, an intoxicating sexual high.

My 30 yo Vietnamese pigson came over yesterday for some hot fun. Besides the kissing, cuddling, licking our bodies, swallowing cocks, eating asses we did, he drove his cock into my ass and blasted in it. He fed me his load from my ass. HOT! He got my cock hard in his mouth and I shot a big load down his throat. I'm so glad he came over!

Holy hell this town is crawling with sub boy's this year. I have to wonder if word got out on the best collage as well as place to get breed? I will be posting another in a few that is Captain of the baseball team here. He is about to take it for the team and he doesn't even know it yet. 2 of his team mates are coming over to help fill him and suck him dry before he is caged and he thinks it going to be girls sucking him off

I got hit up by this cute 18 y/o boy named Noah who wanted a quickie after school. I can't host and was a bit freaked out that he was still in HS and insisted he show me his DL before I would do anything at all. He was able to host thankfully as I can't and he was impossibly cute, shaggy curly blonde hair, cut face, blue eyes, smooth body and a nice sized uncut cock. I was kind of taken aback as to why he'd want to get with me, but he admitted he didn't want his buds to know he was "like that". I'm a pretty sympathetic listener and explained that I got it. We had been chatting a while and agreed to meet up today once he got out of school. We had talked about what we wanted sexually, which was to flip fuck, and had talked about barebacking. He said he wanted to talk about it in person once we'd met and that he'd feel more comfortable that way. It could be reductive and say I like a challenge, but I'm open to all kinds of play. We met up outside by his house and started chatting. He admitted he was too scared for me to know where he lived and wanted to talk first, which was cool. I was willing to do whatever to get with this hottie. Once we met up though I was totally charged up and horny as fuck and I got the sense he was too. He kept playing with his cock and it was obviously as big as he had alluded to. He finally agreed to go back to his house and once inside he was all over me, kissing me intensely, groping my cock and telling me how bad he wanted to fuck me. I reminded him I needed to see his ID and he pulled out his wallet and driver's license which, honestly, I barely looked at. Yes, his name was Noah, and I seared his last name in my mind so I could search up on him when I got home and memorized his DOB too. He cautioned me that while he had time to have some fun his parents would be home anywhere from 6 to 7 and we needed to get down to it. I smiled broadly at that and said OK, and we moved to his bedroom, locked the door and stripped down. We were deep into kissing each other and soon were on the bed, me grinding my cock up against his ass and wanting to put it in him in the worst possible way. He's awkwardly stretching for his nightstand and can see and hear him fumbling for something and he winds up handing me lube. Saying nothing I quickly lube up my cock and his ass and quickly force my cock inside him raw. His eyes are wide and his face live with delight as he's calling out "oh yeah" and "fuck yeah" as I enter him raw. He says nothing about wrapping and he clearly doesn't care to talk about in person as he'd mentioned earlier. Clearly, he wants raw, or he'd have said no. I have his legs over my shoulders and am driving deep inside his ass, kissing him deeply, telling him how hot he is and how bad I want to cum in him. He's also telling me how bad he wants my load, how hot my cock is, and not to pull out. I'm totally into him and before long I blast a load deep in his hole. I collapse on him telling him how hot he was and how much I enjoyed it. He's kissing me deeply back saying he loves how I did him and that he wants to do the same to me but wants to be honest. I pull him close in a hug and say I'm cool with whatever he has to say, and he admits to me that he's never been tested, and is that OK? I say it is, knowing full well he's not asked me my status before I bred him, not that I really cared. He's hot and I want his seed regardless. He looks relieved that I want his cum and eagerly roll on my back with him on top me and guiding his cock to my ass. I can reach my hand over to where the lube is lying on the bedspread and hand it to him and can feel him lubing up my ass and his cock. I'm gasping as I take his massive cock balls deep and don't give a shit that he doesn't know his status.... I want that cock and his load. And it doesn't take long until he is pounding me so hard, I can't even think straight. He's one of the biggest cocks I've taken in a while and he's hitting me in all the places I want to get fucked. He's kissing me deeply as I can barely breathe for the deep pounding he's giving me as I beg for him to cum in me. He finally gives me his load...an intense spasm, that I can feel all over me, inside and out. He collapses on me, panting, trying to catch his breath as I pull him in a bear hug, thanking him for giving me what I wanted. I know I should care about his status, but I wanted his load so bad I'm willing to take my chances. I loved that he took me no questions so its not for me to get all butt hurt. He looked at the clock and said we had time for one more quickie and did I want to fuck him or me fuck him again? I told him I wanted to fuck him again and quick shot another load balls deep in his ass. We both collapsed on the bed and again started kissing each other. He asked me why I wasn't dating and I admitted I hated being committed to a guy and liked messing around with other guys and liked having multiple guys fucking me. He laughed and said that sounded a lot like him, and that he liked guys using his ass too. I asked how often he got it, and he admitted it was a mix of buds and guys off apps. I admitted that was cool as I met up with guys off of apps and liked having fun like he did. It was getting late in the day and he was getting nervous about his parents coming home and said I should get going. I thanked him and said I was down to hook up any time he wanted and he said he was as well. He thanked me for being chill about not knowing his status and we had another bear hug before I left. I know I have no problems taking his seed and am guessing there are LOTS of guys that would take his seed as well.

Sounds a lot like a time a frat guy wanted to hook up with me. He said he could possibly line up other brothers to fuck me and would I be down. I said I was. I met up with him and got in his car and was sucking him all the way to where we were headed. When we go there, there were other cars parked with lights off and guys standing around. The frat guy I'd met up with, Josh, said for me to get out and come around to the back of the car. It was backed up against a building so people wouldn't see if they drove by. He said he got to fuck me first and then whoever wanted to fuck me got to have it after that. My eyes were scanning the guys and I was amazed at how hot so many of them were. Surely, they'd have no problems finding a guy or a girl to take their loads, but I wasn't about to argue. I bent over the trunk and started taking Josh's cock while the others watched. Some broke out the phones and started videoing, but I didn't mind. I knew Josh was fucking me raw and I didn't care. He was hot and I wanted his seed. Hell, most of these guys were really hot and I was cool to take all of them raw. By my count there were maybe ten guys there. I could turn to watch them watching me get drilled by Josh. It kind of amazed me that they were all cool with being a part of this. Clearly Josh didn't care that his buds knew he fucked guys and did it raw. Josh shot his load in me, slid out, and another one of his buds who had been jacking moved in to fuck me next. I loved that he just entered me raw, and I could see some of the other guys were jerking each other and that now Josh was bent over the trunk of another car taking it up the ass from one of his buds. I'm sure Josh was taking it raw too, and not long after the guy fucking me shot his load in me and another guy moved in to take his place. I noticed another guy was bent over a car and taking a guy's cock too. The guy breeding Josh had finished and now another new guy was breeding Josh now. This kept on for a while and honestly, I lost count on how many guys bred me. I finally said I had to stop, and a guy named Rick asked me who I'd ridden with and where my clothes where. I said I'd come with Josh and could see where he was getting drilled by yet another guy. Rick followed me over to Josh's car where I found my clothes and asked me if I wanted him to take me home. I said I did, dressed, and got in his car. As we drove, Rick admitted I was a hot fuck and asked how I knew Josh. I was kind of embarrassed and said I'd met him online and that he'd offered to line up a group thing. Rick laughed and said Josh had done that a few times and was always surprised at how many guys turned out. He admitted he'd been the bottom one time and was worried it would be scary but was way hotter than he imagined. He loved that all of the other guys knew he could be had and could be fucked whenever they wanted and that a lot of the guys hit him up to hook up. I laughed and said I wished I'd got some of the other guys numbers, but all I got was their loads. Rick laughed and that and said he would give me his number and would try and line up things in case I didn't hear from Josh. I still hear from Josh and Nick and still do some of the group stuff with the frat boys, but it was never like that first time.

Part 16 -“Open your mouth, bitch”. I complied and felt him spit onto my tongue. -“Swallow!” -“Good boy! Now open again!” he ordered as he shoved his dick into my mouth. I gagged a bit as it hit the back of my throat but he was holding my head firmly in place so I could not back out. He was fucking my head like a maniac, I could only feel his balls slapping my chin and his sweat drip onto my forehead. The room was unusually hot and I suspected he had turned the heat up. The smell of sweat was almost getting me high and I was trying to catch as much of his manly scent as I could when catching my breath in between his thrusting movements. After a few minutes, he slowed his movements down, and I could hear him pant, trying to catch his breath too. His cock slid out of my mouth, all gooey and covered with my saliva. -“Now, it’s nice and wet, it will slide easily into that slut hole of yours, right boy?” -“Yes, Sir!” -“What do you want, boy?”. I felt a slap on my face before I could even utter a word. -“What do you want, boy?” -“I want whatever Sir wants!” -“Good answer! That’s a good boy!”. I was still on my knees, blindfolded. I was hearing him walking around me while talking to me but could not completely figure out where he was. I suddenly felt his hands grabbing me under the arms, lifting me up and throw me onto the bed. The man was strong! I’m only 5’8 but quite heavy for my height, working out 5 times a week, but he seemed to be able to just swing me around like a feather. I was on my back, a bit surprised and lost, when I felt his hands on my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge of the mattress. -“Look at your hole, with the cum dripping out! It’s gonna make some great lube!” I could feel his cock being rubbed against my hole and around, probably scooping the load that was trying to escape. I felt the head being lined up and pressed slightly. My head was grabbed from behind to raise it and I smelled the bottle of poppers being put under my nose. -“Sniff it, boy! You’ll need it!” His right hand was holding my left nostril shut while I was inhaling deeply. My nose was then pinched shut completely. -“Hold it in!” before he proceeded to my other nostril. I felt the heat and the rush in my body and my head. I grabbed my legs to open them up as much as I could. I was breathing heavily. -“That’s it! Open!” All the sudden, I felt his cock being rammed into me, balls deep. I felt like I was being stabbed in my lower stomach, and my hole was burning. -“FUCK!” I screamed. Another slap came. -“Silence, bitch! My boss is in the next room, you don’t want him to hear you, do you?” -“No, Sir.” I uttered, still in pain. -“Anyway, it won’t be long before I’m done with you! I’ve been jerking for hours and your cum-filled hole feels amazing!”. His movements picked up. I was feeling a mix of pleasure and pain, and was probably moaning too loud for his taste, even if I was biting my tongue not to scream. A third slap came. -“I told you to keep it down, boy!” He was fucking me frantically. -“And anyway, are you hoping someone’s gonna come to save you? It’s too late, you’re gonna get my poz babies soon! No turning back!” It drove me nuts! But I couldn’t even say anything before he added. -“That’s right! I love getting dumb sluts like you to take my poz cum, but you didn’t even care to ask!” -“I want your poz cum, Sir!” -“Oh really, bitch? You’re a willing chaser? Then I’ll gladly oblige!” I was jerking my cock so hard it was starting to hurt, but he slapped my hand away from my dick. -“Nope! You’re here for my pleasure, not yours!” I felt his pace picking up, until he rammed his cock one last time balls deep, throbbing. -“That’s it, boy! Take that fucking poz load!” He kept sliding in and out, slowly. I could feel the cum being churned and leaking out. He slid out, got me onto my feet, and got me dressed. I was still blindfolded. I felt him guiding me firmly till I heard the door being opened. -“Now, get the fuck out, chaser boy! I’ll call you if I need you again!” The blindfold was taken off and I heard the door slam behind me.

Chapter 5 The Kid had no idea as to what the guy had planned, but by the end of the night his life would have new meanings. The Kid could hear the guy’s phone blowing up. The guy was busy replying to messages on it. The other guy came back with a black bag. The guy whom the Kid was sitting on pushed the kid forward and said “ Get off me you Cunt “. The Kid attempted to stand up but in the position he was in couldn’t get a good footing. The guys watched as the Kid was trying to get up but looked more like a floundering fish. He was able to finally stand up. Cum and what cum piss that wasn’t absorbed came flooding out and down his legs. One of the guys took the Kid’s shirt and said “ Here, use this to get cleaned up. You got to look presentable for our customers “. The Kid stared wiping his crotch and legs of the mess. He was wondering what the guy meant my ‘ customers ‘. The Guy that was up his ass with what seemed a few minutes ago was busy on his phone replying to all the messages he had. He commented that he was really going to make out tonight. He said for a Thursday it was going to be great. The Kid was Horney as hell and his mid-section had a very familiar yearning for something. Luckly the feeling was starting to subside, and he was able to talk around. He even noticed that he was naked but couldn’t remember taking all his clothes off. All he had on were his shoes. Until that moment the Kid hadn’t noticed that it was getting dark and that he started thinking about heading home. The guy that was on the Phone saw the Kid looking around and figure that the Chem piss was starting to wear off. He told one of the guys to get in his bag and pull out a baggie with the crystal in it. He reached over to the Kid and wiggled a finger in the Kid’s ass. The Kid instinctively started to gyrate on the Finger. The guy asked the Kid if he wanted more up his ass. The Kid thought he meant more fingers or wanted him to continue this great feeling. His mid-section was finally getting what it demanded and he said “ Yes please, I need more “. The guy holding the bag asked what size he wanted. The other guy said “ Get me the Big one, I was planning on breaking it up because of the size but I think the Kid needs it”. The guy with the baggie as holding it and said “ You sure. This looks like over half a gram “. The guy looked at the Kid and asked “ You ready to feel better “? He had been fingering the Kid’s ass and the Kid was in heat with the action and said “ Yes, I need it bad “. The Chems and the Kid’s over heated ass were taking over now. The Guy fingering the Kid told the other two to bend him over spread his cheeks and push this up the Kid’s ass. He also said that if he had a point he would give the Kid a big boost. He had plans for this Kid and wanted him ready for anything, he wanted the Kid Spun and out of control. He had done this before an the bottoms were spun enough that the drugs were controlling the bottom. With this Kid guys would be standing in line to get someone this young. He had seduced twinks before but none hat were hairless and looked this young. One of the guys bent the Kid over and spread his cheeks. The guy with the phone said “ Push it in slow. Let it cut and burn him “. The guy with the shard said “ Here it goes “ He asked the Kid “ Are you ready for this enormous shard punk “ ? The Kid said “ Yes “. The Kid remembered how great this would feel and he desperately needed it. The guy pushed it halfway in and held it there. He knew that all the Lube he had was from the Cum and piss and that would not insulate the tender walls from this piece of hell that was about to change the Kid.

I admit never had thought about this question - if there is an ass presented, I'm going to dump my load and when I bend over, I expect to get bred. Anytime I enjoyed to feel my dick pumping inside an anonymous hole as well as having some stranger unloading in mine.

I think the Western traditions subsume young boys into feeling they must choose one female, and that's it for they're entire life. That is unnatural, particularly for boys born gay. The fact that our sexual wiring is so compelling that we do whatever we have to to accommodate it, is proof enough that it's completely good and natural.

Chapter 2 The guy sat down next to the Kid. Even though he was off to the side he could see the cock that just split his ass. Even soft it looked Big and thick, it had an impressively big PA in the end of it, bigger that be thought. The Guy pulled out a glass pipe and started to heat it up. He could clearly see the white smoke in the bowel. the Guy looked over at the Kid and Smiled. The Kid had forgotten about the other guys until he felt a finger exploring his hole. Another guy stared fondling the Kid’s cock. He thought it had been a long time snice his cock was this sensitive. It was hard and leaking and the guy hadn’t stared pumping it yet. He looked over at the guy with the glass pipe and the guy said “ Yeah, I have been smoking this all day, and it is some strong shit “. The guy went on to say “ That load of cum and piss I gave you should have you feeling really good by now “. It was true, his ass was in heat and really needed it again, he hadn’t felt this for a while and this was exactly what he needed. The guy said he wished he could get to the Kids mouth, he needed to piss again “. The guy fingering him had gotten three really big fingers in his ass and was pounding on his prostate. The guy playing with his cock said “ I wish we had a really big and sharp shard to work in his hole, get this youngster spun and get this hole ready for any gifts he might get “. The one guy playing with the Kid’s cock said that the Kid had a nice hard cock and it was leaking precum. The one guy that first fucked him said some guys can keep their hard-ons even with Tina, not many but a few do. The Kid was really feeling the Chem piss working on him and said “ I need fucked, please wreck my ass “. The guy pulled his fingers out of the hole and put his cock Up to his hole and pushed in. he wasn’t as long as the other guy but was thicker. He stretched the Kid’s hole open and when he was ready shoved his cock to the hilt. The Kid squeaked when he was fully impaled with that cock and said “ Oh yes. I really need my ass abused “. The guy that was playing with the Kid’s cock reached around and slid a finder in the Kids hole along with the fat cock that was stuffing his hole. The Kid said “ that is really stretching me. Feels good “. Between the chem piss and the assault his ass was getting, the Kid was having problems forming cohesive sentences. The Kid was sweating and really loving the action. The guy slid two more fingers up the Kids poor stretched ass. The Kid yelped and said “ Ouch ! That Hurts “. The guy sitting next to him with the glass pipe said “ You asked for it you little fag, now take it, and shut the fuck up“. He took the pipe and put it in the Kids mouth. The Kid knew what to do with it at this point and stared inhaling the white clouds of smoke into his lungs. The First one wasn’t very big, and the guy got annoyed at him and told him to take another hit and make it a big one and hold it. The Kid knew by his tone that he better not get him any more annoyed at him so he took a big hit and held it as long as he thought he could. When he let it out his head was spinning and his has was again the center of his universe. The fingers that were in his ass were dancing in his with that cock and everything felt natural. The guy with the Pipe said that he wish he still had the bag he started with, It had a really big and nasty shard that I would have loved to seen what the Kid would be like when he got spun out of his mind. He put that pipe back at the Kid’s mouth and said “ I think you’re going to need another hit of this, make it even bigger”. The Kid wanted another hit but he didn’t think he cold do more than the last time. The Kid inhaled slower this time and forced his lungs to expand to take more. The Guy pulled the Pipe away from the Kid and set it down. The Kid started to exhale and the Guy put his hand over the Kid’s mouth and nose. The stopped the Kid form getting the white metal tasting smoke out of his lungs. He felt the finger being pulled from his ass and an arm holding his body down. The Kid stared to struggle but in that position, he couldn’t do much plus the cock that was in his ass felt great. He didn’t want to lose the intrusion up his butt but at the same time he needed to let the Tina out of his lungs. The guy in his ass said “ Hold him down boys, this Kid’s ass it trying to bite my cock off at the root. It feels great “. The guy holding his mouth closed finally pulled his hand off the Kid’s mouth. The Kid started coughing and was trying to get fresh air into his lungs. At the same time he felt the guy in his ass pull back a little and ram his cock up the Kid’s fuck chute as far as he could get, he wiggled to make sure the root had plugged the spasming hole wrapped around his cock. He let loose with a torrent of cum into the Kid’s ass

Sometimes big things comes in small packages; the size of something does not always reflect its worth. Think of a great big old empty cold house compared to a little cozy homey cottage. So yes, it's true that big things come in small packages. This is the case when it comes to Rich. At the time A4A was my app of choice and that’s where I ran across Rich. His screen name was Debauchery69 and at first glance his profile seemed very reserved and his photos weren't really that impressive; face, chest, ass. He was a small guy; thin and short. He wore a leather harness and a leather jock strap. There were no nudes at all. I would have to fill in the rest on my own. I, on the other hand, had the kind of pictures in my profile that would have made a porn star blush. Rich is the one who reached out to make contact first. His initial contact was a simple, “Hey.” After a few one-word exchanges I found out that he was a top and was into leather and basically liked to call the shots. My ears perked up a little. I sensed that he was a quiet type of a guy as the chit-chat continued. We delved a little deeper into our perspective preferences and then there was a lag in messages. I took note that he wasn't crude or slutty in his any of his responses. I figured he'd lost interest especially since my responses were a little on the tepid side, too. But then, I received this message: “I would like to come over, walk into your house and find you in a darkened room on all fours ass-up, blindfolded and wearing only a jock strap.” Now that got my attention. The scene he conjured was so erotic and cryptic to me. I was immediately intrigued and reread his profile. I have to admit I wasn’t sure what his screen name meant so I looked it up: Debauchery69. de·bauch·er·y NOUN 1.excessive indulgence in sensual pleasures synonyms: degeneracy · corruption · vice · depravity · immodesty · indecency · perversion I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him immediately. Anyone who could describe themselves like this in such a quiet passive way all the while exuding confidence and sexual prowess and without any of the vibrato and theater that so many dominant men display has got to be a sexual knight. So not to scare him off, I demurely replied that I could make that happen and asked him when. He responded Friday after work around 10:00 p.m. Okay. it was on. I still had no idea what he looked like or what he was truly into, but he created an intrigue that wanted to find out. Friday night rolled around and I took my time getting ready. I put my shower shot into high gear and stripped my bed and replaced it with a black leather fitted sheet. I turned off all of my lights except a few strategic ones that would help him find his way. I put on soft fuck music to set the mood and chose to forego playing porn. He didn’t seem like the kind of a guy who appreciated porn. For some reason, I wanted to connect with him without disruptions. I lit a few candles, readied my bedside with lube, poppers and a few hand towels. About 9:30 he texted, “Looks like I’m getting off work on-time. What is your address?” I replied with the address and told him to enter through the side door, come up the stairs and down the hall. Mine would be the only bedroom with the door opened.” I wore my favorite jockstrap and cock ring and sat and waited. The anticipation was starting to get me a little anxious. What does this guy look like? Is this safe? Am I crazy? This could be seriously dangerous. But I did have his cell number and he has responded and therefore he could be traced. I erased those thoughts and focused on the positive. I hoped he would have a nice size cock but not too big. I want to really relax and not tense up. While sitting on my bed fantasizing about Debauchery69, my phone lit up, “I’m here. Remember blindfolded, ass up on the bed, dark room.” I had everything in place. My room was dark with the exception of the two small candles on opposite sides of the room so that he could navigate. I grabbed my dark blue paisley western bandanna and rolled it up then tied it around my head covering my eyes. I adjusted my white BIKE jock and got up on the bed on all fours with my chest down and ass up. I waited. I was intently listening for him. The wait seemed to go on forever even though it had only been a few minutes. As I focused on sounds in the house listening for the door to open, my dick started hardening. Wait, was that him? No, that was the ice-maker. I continued to listen. Suddenly I heard the creak of the door hinges and then the closing of the door. I heard the steps creaking as he navigated the run of the staircase. I could hear that he was in the hallway and moving closer to my bedroom. Suddenly, I smelled him in my room. I felt his presence. He said nothing. My hole started to twitch giving my self-control away to him. A t-shirt was being pulled over his head. A belt buckle was unbuckled and the unmistakable sound of a zipper descended followed by denim being dropped to the floor. My nipples started to harden. His hands were a little cold when he put them on my butt cheeks and massaged them like only an ass-man would. Occasionally he spread them letting a cool rush of air graze my hole. I cooed and arched my back. He climbed onto the bed and moved around to the front of me guiding my head to his crotch which was encased in a well-worn leather jock strap. I inhaled the leather and his musk permeating from his crotch. Pheromones were practically oozing from his body causing a me to get closer. The smell was intoxicating. My physiology changed as I inhaled and I began wanting to devour his jock and everything it concealed. But he restrained me. Being blindfolded intensified everything. I was on heightened alert trying to second guess everything he was doing. I felt wetness coming from the pouch of my jock and realized I was leaking precum from the anticipation. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “My name is Rich and I’m going to take good care of you.” I started to say something but he shushed me, “Shhhhh. Relax. Everything I need to know you’ll tell me with your body.” He was very intimate, very sexy and very much in charge. I reached up and grabbed a hold on his hips. He was small; really small. My hands moved up and roamed his upper torso. This guy was only 135 – 140lbs, completely hairless with a chiseled chest complete with sumptuous protruding nips. He let me wander all over his body almost as if he were compensating me for my lack of sight. He had the tiniest bubble ass that easily fit into the palm of each had. He reached down to unsnap his jock strap and fished out his cock and balls. The aroma made my blindfolded eyes roll to the back of my head. Rich had a very pungent, yet alluring, masculine scent. I inhaled deeply as if I were taking a hit of poppers and held it in. He still had his hand on the back of my head, but not necessarily directing me where to go. I started at his thick wiry bush by pushing my face into the center of his pelvis and began licking and matting his hair with copious amounts of saliva. Once his bush was soaked, I dropped down to his tight walnut-sized balls and popped both in my mouth and sucked. His nut sack was smooth perfectly sized for my mouth. I could feel his cock rising from the attention I was giving his nuts. I slowly let them escape half-way only to draw them back into my mouth. I did this several times before bottoming out and sucking his balls deep into my mouth and then using my teeth to ever-so-slightly bite down, letting him know that yes, I had his entire nut sack in my mouth. Between Rich grinding his hips forward, me pulling his ass-cheeks toward me and the suction I was causing, his nuts were in nirvana. It was so fucking hot to be ‘deep throating’ his ball sack. Rich grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off his balls and guided me to his cock. I hadn’t yet felt his cock and was so wrapped up what was happening that I all but forgot about his cock. First he let me have just the head; he was circumcised and didn’t appear to be fat. He pulled my head back teasing me. Then fed me the head again which I sucked and tried to get more. He repeated this a few more times before slowing letting me glide down the length of his cock. His cock wasn’t fat nor was it thin. It was actually quite perfect for me. But length is where he surprised me. He continued to feed me. When I thought I must be at the base, he continued to slide in further and then even further until he hit the back of my throat. Seriously, how long was this guy’s cock? I was slobbering quite a bit while trying to get his cock further into my throat. I reached up and took hold of the base of his cock and realized that I only had two-thirds of it in. There was no way on my knees that I would be able to go any further. Rich was very wet at this point so that wasn’t the problem. Keeping his dick in my mouth, I turned over onto my back, took a deep breath, grabbed his butt and pulled him all the way into my throat. When he hit the back of my mouth, my esophagus open up and his cock continued all the way into the back of my throat. “Ahhh,” was all I heard followed by a long, slow, lust-driven exhale. Rich grabbed me under the shoulder pits and drug me to the edge of the bed leaving my head hanging off the end and his cock still buried balls-deep. Gripping his ass cheeks, I forced him to fuck my throat. He only needed a little help and soon took over from there. Precum, spit and mouth goo were seeping everywhere. He started pulling all the way out and plunging back in to his balls. Again, and again, and again. He fucked like that for quite a while grunting each time he bottomed out. My jaw and cheeks muscles started to ache and Rich sensed it was time and slowly withdrew. After giving me a moment to recuperate, he dropped his balls in my mouth again. I sucked them all the way in and went to work. Teabagging this dude was putting me in a trance. I wanted to swallow his nutsack. Rich started tweaking my tits adding more and more pressure. I squirmed and groaned when I felt his nails pinching and digging into my nipples sending vibrations through his balls and out to his entire groin area. He spit on his hand and reached between my legs and found my hole. I spread my legs further giving him as much access as he needed. He inserted one finger and played around the rim making me horny for more. He added a second finger and slowly started to penetrate further. Rich withdrew his fingers from my ass and then his balls from my mouth and walked around to the other side of the bed facing my ass. Still on my stomach, I lifted my ass off the bed and arched my back. Barely audible he whispered, “Good boy.” Grabbing my ass cheeks again, he spread them apart and buried his face in my ditch. His tongue was what I was secretly craved. My ass reflexively pressed backwards and he got a little deeper. All I could do was whimper. I wanted this guy to devour my hole. He continued to eat and was actually softly growling into the depth of my hole. I felt a finger tracing around the perimeter of my asslips and massaging the rim. Rich removed his face from my ass and got off the bed and walked around to the other side of the bed again. He squatted down in front of me, lifted my head, pressed his lips to mine and inserted his tongue. He started making out and I felt his tongue everywhere inside my mouth. While we made out, I heard the unmistakable sound of the screw cap being removed from a bottle. I knew what was coming. He retracted and closed my left nostril and held the bottle to my right one. Instinctively, I inhaled deeply. Then he switched and did the other. He didn’t partake and returned to the opposite side of the bed. He spread my cheeks, spit into my hole and inserted two fingers and fucked them into me. He finger fucked me with intention and just as I began lift-off added a third finger. I cocked my head as if trying to listen to what he was doing, but all I could depend on was my sense of feeling. I was on hyper alert yet pushed my ass back a little further. A fourth finger was added. I was so glad I was fucked up on poppers because this was getting intense. Again, I pushed back and Rich ground the palm of his hand all around the inside of my cunt causing me to moan like a cheap whore. It was at that moment that I realized he was going to try to fist me. I was kind of stunned because that possibility never downed on me. Yes, these four fingers were causing me to purr and arch my back like a cat in a yoga pose, but I cannot take a fist. Impossible. Rich continued his magic on my ass and hitting me with poppers from time to time and I continued to moan and squirm. I could feel him adding a little pressure here and there, but he couldn’t make any more progress than he had already made. I was tense and nervous. He withdrew his palm leaving me with emptiness and feeling disappointed. I felt his body crawl up on my back and his breath on my neck and he whispered, again barely audible, “Not tonight, you’re not ready, but soon, baby, soon.” He fed me another double hit of poppers and positioned his cockhead at the walls of my cunt and pushed completely in to his balls. The feeling of his long cock buried deep inside me was spiritual. He started to fuck me and I fucked right along with him. He picked up the pace and lifted his torso off my back to gain more leverage. I had to bunch up the sheets in each hand to give me traction to take such a hard pounding. I got the perfect grip allowing me to fuck him back with the same force he was using on me. There was lots of heavy breathing, grunting and groaning between the two of us; the kind of sounds that can only be made with a hard serious fucking. He would stop to give me poppers and to spit on his cock but then fucking would resume full force. By this time his cock and my ass was dripping with ass juices mixed with cock snot; gooey and slimy. I love nasty fucking like this. The sounds bring out the animal in me. He started piston fucking me by pulling his cock all the way out and without needing to touch it, slammed it back in to the balls. Rich suddenly pulled out, jumped off the bed and came around grabbed me by the hair and forced his cock down my throat. It was so warm from the friction and wet and greasy. It slid, once again, past my esophagus and traveled to the end of my throat with absolutely no resistance. He fucked my throat for about ten strokes while I opened my throat to take whatever he was prepared to give me. He fed me more poppers and jumped back around and slammed his cock into my ass. I could feel a film of sweat between us and Rich’s breathing increased. He slowed for a second and I could hear the click of his camera snapping pictures. His cock and my hole created a magnetic field that kept attracting and repelling cock and ass over and over again. Rich continued his relentless assault stopping or slowing every few minutes to prolong his orgasm. I could feel his cock pulse each time he edged. Sweat was now dripping onto my back profusely and I could tell the sheets beneath me were getting wet, too. He pulled out and turned me over, lifted my legs, grabbed both my arms and restrained me by locking both my wrists above my head. Then shoved his cock back where it belonged; in my hot, fucked, wet hungry cunt. “Dude, fuck me, please keep fucking me,” I heard coming from somewhere deep inside me. I was moaning and being unconcerned with my own masculinity at the moment, began to beg, “I love your fucking cock, fuck me, man.” I could feel his breathing getting faster as he leaned down and kissed me. I moaned and made out with him. Rich lifted his head and started punch fucking me with his cock; faster and harder. I swear we were banging bone against bone, his pelvic bone against my tail bone. Still blindfolded and soaked with sweat, I began having an almost out of body experience. Without touching my cock, I felt my balls tighten, my asshole constrict and felt a tingling sensation travel from the center of my balls and up through my cock. “Oh fuck! I’m fucking shooting!” I shot load after load onto my stomach and chest merging it with the sweat we had created between us. Rich pulled out, froze and grunted in a deep lustful rasp that came from the core of his soul and rippled throughout his body. I felt the first splatter of liquid silk spray across my chest, face and hair. The second came immediately followed by the third. I realized that Rich was aiming his cock at me because by the fifth volley I was being covered in cum. I could actually hear each volley land on me. The smell of cum dominated the room. He collapsed onto the bed next to me to catch his breath. I was speechless not knowing what to say. I wanted to offer a shower, but needed to catch my breath first. I wanted to see if he needed water because this had been one of the most intense workouts I’ve ever had. The jism began to change from a gel to a liquid and ran down the sides of my face, chest and torso. Rich got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. I heard water running indicating he was cleaning up a bit. I should have offered a shower but somehow the words didn’t come. Without saying anything, he started getting dressed. A t-shirt was being pulled over his head. Jeans were being pulled up and zipped and a belt was clanking and then buckled. When he was finished, he knelt down and whispered into my ear, “That was hot. Let’s do this again.” And he walked out of the bedroom, down the hall, down the staircase and out the side door. He was gone. The house was silent. I remained on the bed bathing in the afterglow and sweat until I heard his car drive off. Only then did I take off my bandanna off and look at my body. I was completely glistening in cum. It was everywhere. I scooped cum from my hair, chest and stomach and grabbed my cock and jacked off with Riches load. Rich actually became one of my favorite fuck buddies. Every time we met it was the same; after work, me in a jockstrap, him in leather and me blindfolded. I finally got to see what he looked like on our second visit. He was exactly like I imaged small in stature with pale white skin and black hair. He was neither handsome nor ugly, yet I was very attracted to him. We remained constant fuck buddies for about 3 years. He was never able to fist me but we had fun trying. He stopped messaging me one day, removed his profile and disappeared. I never heard from him again. What I learned from Rich was how to be a gentleman and practice debauchery; they can coexist. I loved him as only a gay man could possibly understand.

*AUTHOR NOTE*: inspiration comes from a real event but the development is pure fantasy; it's a one-time story, no second episodes are planned. *AUTHOR NOTE 2*: yeah, I fantasize about pozzing some of those sermonizers, but I'll never do it - first of all because they do not deserve any attention both from me and HIV! My virus is too smart to accept such an offense; but at least I can write a story about this... If someone feels insulted, well, I consider it a coming out as keyboard warrior and they already know my answer. --- He appeared showing a lion as avatar and I considered him an Internet user like any other; his name was a series of letters and numbers with apparently no meaning, nothing that could wake up my interest in knowing him further. Till he mentioned me in a forum post I replied to; I explained how gifting turns me on, despite I would never do it for real: "Let me ask", he quoted me. "If you really don't approve spreading HIV intentionally, why are you turned on by stories about it?" Maybe he felt disturbed by my profile, where I openly talk about my gifting fantasies; he didn't give a damn about the fact I was undetectable and could harm no one, even poz talking with complete strangers. He was too concentrated in sermonizing me and continued like that for the following week, with no answer from me. My plan was to exclude him with the "block/ignore" feature but it suddenly changed as soon as he came up with a private message: "You're a keyboard warrior! As far as I can guess, you're not poz! I don't believe it! Prove it to me!" That was an offense to my pride: me, a keyboard warrior? I could immediately send him my HIV test results in real time buying a self-test and recording it on video. "I won't descend to your level", I told myself and let it go without even looking at his profile. "Prove your poz status", the guy insisted every time he saw me on line; "any way you want!" ANY WAY? Fuck, I was getting hard just at the idea of having him on his back, feet over my shoulder, with my raw poz dick buried in him; without even knowing how he looked like or how his voice was. Just the challenging tone of his written words made me think it was time to teach him a lesson! HIV does not care about a person's physical appearance, why should I? But curiosity hit me: his profile was actually interesting! He claimed to be submissive, loved to be used and abused, in several profile parts he specified to be STD free and looking for "safe" people to be fucked by. Sexting welcome. I used the same approach I have for other contacts I sext with, reading his oldest posts I had quite a perfect idea of what buttons to push to turn him on; in a few days of messaging back and forth, he was virtually mine! I skipped on purpose the poz matter as my plan was taking shape: I had to conquest him during a meds holiday! I took my time, easy and daily sexting till I felt his complete submission. "Next week I'll be there", I announced surprising him. "You challenged me and I accepted it!" "Don't know what you're talking about", was his reply; a further demonstration of his inclination: he was a keyboard warrior! A sex hungry one though, as he gave me his address even without knowing how I looked like too. The week passed and I had scheduled an entire week-end out of town. We exchanged numbers but I did never get a call from him, just texts! I also had some doubts in the meantime: what if he texts because he can't talk or hear, if he's deaf and I poz him without knowledge? He could also be on PrEP, we purposely avoided such topics in plenty of time, sex was the only thing that mattered. "Door unlocked", I texted; "I'm there in 30 minutes. Get ready, naked and clean! Surprise 4 u!" "waiting 4 u, clean OK" he messaged me back. Damn, it was really hard to find a parking place near by, but a short walk was worth it; 20 minutes instead of 10, then finally I found an unlocked door as he described. The house seemed empty so, without knowing his name, I shouted: "where's my lion? Poz talk author is here!" No voice came from anywhere but in the end I reached a small bedroom... with actually a young guy sitting naked on a chair. Headphone over his head, a joystick in hands and a war game on the screen in front of him. What the fuck, which trouble was I getting into! My temptation was to turn around and leave, but rationality hit me: if I accuse this guy to be a keyboard warrior I can't behave as such! His appearance though, was not the experienced, sexually active man he claimed to be in messages! "Sir", I heard his shy voice as soon as I gently touched his arm to get his attention. "Is it... is it you? I did not expect you to show up for real!" I positioned my hands on his naked shoulders and tried to massage him; seduction takes time and this one needs patience and trust from me. "You said 30 minutes, it took an hour! I thought you were a..." "Keyboard warrior?" I interrupted him and gestured him towards the bed: "get your ass in there, I have no time for videogame addicted!" He obeyed and was laying on the bed, on his back; I sat next to him with a bag in my hands, staying there without taking my clothes off. He nodded when I asked if he was 18, "will turn 19 in a couple weeks", he smiled proudly. In time for the gift, I thought to myself but didn't say a word. "Finger fuck me", he was begging. His dick becoming hard while looking at me and my bag. "What do you have in there, sir?" Without answering I sucked and rimmed him for a while, his hole relaxing every time my tongue went in deeper. Damn, he was moaning like a bitch in heat! "Fuck... fuck me", he moaned softly. "Please sir, fuck me..." My smile became soon a mischievous grin: "first day we met you asked me a question. To show you my HIV status. Here I am! Now, if you want me to fuck you, we'll perform these HIV tests together and fuck while waiting for the result. Are you game?" His voice didn't speak, but I saw his body sweating and his dick starting to leak precum; it was obvious what he wanted! We set a timer on my phone and left our waiting tests on his nightstand, it was matter of some minutes. I unzipped my pants and, without even wasting time to strip, I inserted my raw dick in him. "OUCH", he whimpered, but without even caring I was slowly and firmly thrusting into him; fuck, he was tight! I felt his tender insides tearing, his blood and my poz precum acting as lube for his probably virgin hole. "Almost there", I grinned pounding him hard, till I was balls deep. Meanwhile the timer was continuing going down and as soon as it showed one minute, I picked up my rhythm. "Almost there", I repeated staring at the tests. "Look at these results and tell me what you want!" Finally the timer rang; one, two, three times, I wanted to breed him instantly but the sound disturbed this moment so I stopped it; responses were now visible, with two and one line! "Oh, no", he started to cry; "You're really poz and I'm not on PrEP... Please pull out!" "Undetectable", I whispered in his ear, looking into his eyes. "You wanted a safe guy, and here I am! Ready for load number two?" He panicked, but I kept him in place with my strong hands; my phone still on its stand, pointing directly to his face. "Tell me what you want, fucking keyboard warrior! Look into my eyes and tell me you want me to stop!" I enjoyed his warm ass walls around my shaft, knowing I could not last longer; my virus happy to have finally found a worthy host. "Please, I want your load... sir, please..." "Better", I commanded. "You can do better!" "Breed me, seed me, impregnate me..." I squeezed his balls with one hand: "which kind of load do you want? Tell me!" "Your positive load, I want... I want your HIV!" His face turning red, embarrassed and pleased at the same time while I flooded his guts with my second load; "take it, fucking keyboard warrior! Take your birthday gift!" I collapsed on him, completely spent. Our sweaty bodies entwined into an unexpected embrace. "Hold it in", I whispered; "I want you to keep all my poz seed in you." "It's not fair", he told me after a while. "You claim to be poz, fantasize about gifting and then can't transmit." "Time will tell", I replied; a last hug, a kiss on his forehead then I left his house. "Want 2 keep in touch", he texted the following day. "maybe a repeat?" "You MUST keep in touch" was my answer. "Let me know if there are any news." No text came from him for a couple weeks, till his birthday arrived and I sent him a message: "u received my gift?" and he answered "Will check in a while, in bed sick now." "On my way", I typed back; "happy birthday, my poz son!"

"Two: a voice said from almost right in front of him, “I guess you’ve enjoyed my journal" Thats a real cliffhanger

Omg so wish this was me.

I’m dealing with the same thing right now. Got treated but still a risk to others as I’m not completely over it

Part 8- Hog “Here pig pig pig”. He heard those words, and through the fuck flu, the sweating in the latex suit, and his exhaustion, Cole still crawled toward the spigot. This time, he was bolted in again. He was too tired to even think about resisting. There was something new about this feed. It flowed like molasses but had no taste. Cole didn’t care, he just nursed the spigot until it ran dry. It took nearly an hour. After, he crawled into his corner when he was released and fell asleep, hoping he could stay that way until his fever was gone. Cole awoke to the meal bell, and his call. “Here pig pig pig”. He rotated over, and went to the spigot. As he began feeding, something strange happened. Until this point he had known his cock was hanging below his belly, even though he could not see it. Suddenly something shifted, and it felt like his cock had sunk into his stomach. “Oh fuck. They got me so fat it sunk into the folds”, Cole realized. But then he didn’t care again. Cole hadn’t seen himself in a mirror since his weigh in. But he knew what he must look like, and didn’t care. Little did he know the next time he would be weighed and see his reflection he wouldn’t recognize himself. That was the last part of the Hog Farmer’s process. In another six weeks, he’d be ready to give his livestock to the client. ——- Next part soon, feedback is appreciated.

I know myself well enough to know I probably couldn't be monogamous with a guy. I also hook up with a lot of guys who have BFs, GFs, fiancées, and wives and some are cheating, some have relationships and so I know they can't be monogamous either. It does make me think guys just aren't wired to be monogamous, or it doesn't take much to get them to cheat. I think it also is situational too. If a guy isn't drinking or high, they might not be down for it, but if they've had a few they might. I think they enjoy the rush from sneaking around and getting away with it. I know I love that I'm getting something someone else should be getting and also love that I give them what the need/crave/aren't getting.

Part 12: Will Meets the Third Member “You’re back,” Dominic exclaimed. He was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a jock strap. It was good to see him. It was good to see so much of him. “One of these days, you’re going to open your door like that, and it’s going to be a scout selling cookies,” I told him. “Until then, get in here. I’ve got a surprise for you.” “I’ve got one for you,” I told him. “Is it about your brother?” I nodded. “What happened?” “I fucked him a few times,” I told him, noticing his hand reaching down and fondling his jock which was straining to hold his cock. “I tried to wear a condom so I didn’t poz him.” Dominic shivered, sticking out his tongue. “I hate even hearing the word ‘condom.’” “Well, he took one and poked holes in it so it would rip.” Dominic’s hand stopped moving, his dick shooting straight out at me, a bead of precum flying out and landing on the front of my pants. “He stealthed you?” “Not like you did,” I said, trying not to sound harsh, “but, yes.” “Why?” “He said he likes risks, and he saw this as a hot risk to take.” “God,” Dominic said. “I need to meet this brother.” “M. E. E. T?” I asked. “Or M. E. A. T?” “Both, definitely both.” “I’d rather not talk about it right now,” I told him. “Are you feeling guilty?” he asked. “If he ends up poz, it’s because he wanted it. You said he knew it was you at the glory hole. He still had you suck his dick. When are you going to realize that everything that happened was because he wanted it to happen?” I knew Dominic was right. Still, I couldn’t understand the situation. I didn’t know what I would do if I got a call from Jay, telling me that I’d pozzed him. Would he even try to hide it? “I missed you,” he finally said, leaning in and kissing me. I had missed his lips. I had missed his voice. I could feel his erection pressed against my leg. I had missed his dick. “Now, about your surprise.” “If it’s piercing my dick,” I started, “I’m still not sure if I’m ready for that, especially tonight.” “It’s not that,” he assured me. “Something happened while you were gone.” “What do you mean?” “You told me to behave,” he said. “And I tried my best. I really did. It wasn’t entirely my idea, but, admittedly, I didn’t put up too much of a fight in the end.” “What are you talking about?” “I think I just need to show you,” he said, taking my hand. He led me back toward his bedroom where the door was closed. “Now, just remember what I said, and know that this was entirely his idea. He knew what he was getting into.” “He who?” I asked. Dominic opened the door, revealing a naked man on the bed, his arms and legs outstretched, tied to the four corners. “Pastor Kline?” I said, my voice catching in my throat. “Welcome back, Will,” he said, a huge grin on his face. I slammed the door shut, pulling Dominic away from his bedroom. “What the fuck, Dom?” “Let me explain.” “I told you not to go after him.” “I didn’t.” “He’s naked in your bed.” “He came after me.” “Do you really expect me to believe that?” “Yes,” he said. “I told you that I thought he was secretly gay. I’ve watched the way he talks to you. Not only that, but I watch the way he talks to half of the men at your church, and he practically salivates over them. I swear, the one time the three of us were talking, he started getting a boner.” “He’s married.” “He doesn’t lover her,” Dominic said. “He told me. He said he married her because he felt like he needed a wife. He’s been jerking off to gay porn for decades. That’s the only way he’s been able to fuck her and have any kids.” “How did he end up here?” “He stopped me after church on Sunday, saying he wanted to talk. I couldn’t say no. I’m still keeping up appearances. We met at his office and he asked me questions about myself. Am I married? Am I in a relationship? Was I sexually active? Then he asked about us.” “About us?” “He said he noticed that we were getting really close,” Dominic said. “I guess me coming over to your apartment after you started converting tipped him off.” “Are you sure you didn’t open your door wearing only this?” I asked, pointing at his jock. “He threw himself at me,” Dominic said. “Almost literally. He locked his office door and started circling around me. He said he knew I was gay and thought that you were too. I thought he was trying to blackmail you or something. When I tried to stop him, he said he was attracted to me and then rubbed his hand over my crotch.” “Pastor Kline did that?” “The man’s got a good grip,” he said. “He’s a good kisser, too.” “You kissed him?” “He’s naked in my bed, Will. Yeah, I kissed him. Well, he kissed me.” “In his office?” “His secretary almost caught us.” “I don’t believe this,” I said, taking a seat. The realization that I had just seen Pastor Kline naked hadn’t completely hit me yet. I had been in so much shock that I hadn’t noticed anything other than his face. As I imagined going back to open the door, peaking at the rest of his body, I found myself getting hard. I remembered when Pastor Kline had first interviewed me. He had said that I was attractive. There were also other times when I thought I could feel him staring at me. Originally, I thought he had been judging me, trying to see if I was good at my job. Now, I realized he had been checking me out. “Have you,” I started, trying to form my thoughts, “fucked him?” “Not yet,” Dominic said. “Really?” I asked. “Wait, does he know that you’re poz?” “He does,” Dominic said. “Is that why you haven’t fucked him?” “He wants to be pozzed,” Dominic said. “Just not by me.” There was moment of silence between us as I realized why I was finding Pastor Kline in Dominic’s bed on the day I arrived back home. “He’s been waiting for you to get back all day,” Dominic told me. “He says he wants you to poz him.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You’re sure he knows what pozzing is?” “More than what you knew when I pozzed you.” “I can’t get my head around this,” I said. “I mean, he’s my boss. He’s Pastor Kline. The man looks a bit like my dad.” “You did just fuck your brother,” he reminded me. The idea of fucking Pastor Kline, while initially horrifying, was sounding hotter and hotter with each passing second. Not only would I be pozzing someone, it would be a married man. It would be the lead pastor of our church. Two pastors fucking. “Looks like your mind is made up,” Dominic said, pointing down at my crotch. My dick was bulging against my pants. He was right. I knew what I wanted. I stripped off my clothes and followed Dominic back to his bedroom. “Have we come to a decision?” Pastor Kline asked as the door opened and Dominic entered inside. Upon seeing me, naked and sporting a boner, a large smile spread across Pastor Kline’s face. “Looks like we have. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” “You’re sure you want this?” I asked, rubbing my dick, precum oozing out. “You see this tattoo on my chest. It’s the same one that Dominic has. It means we’re poz. We’re HIV positive. If I fuck you, you’ll be infected and you’ll be poz too. Is that what you want, Pastor Kline?” “Call me Mark,” he said. “And yes. It’s what I fucking want. I want you to fuck me and cum inside my hole, knocking me up with your poz babies.” My dick jerked at the sound. “We don’t wear condoms,” I said. “I don’t want anything between us, Will,” he said. “I want to feel your cock slide into me, tearing me open, making me bleed.” “My dick is eight inches,” I said. “Dominic is ten.” “That’s the size of a real man’s dick,” Pastor Kline said. “Eight inches. Ten inches. Whatever.” “How big is your dick?” Dominic asked. “Not even five inches,” he said. “It’s not worth fucking with. I don’t want to use it again. If I could lock it up and throw away the key, I would.” “That could be arranged,” Dominic said, winking at me. “You want me to be the one to poz you?” I asked, stepping closer to the bed. “Yes, sir,” Pastor Kline said. “I want your cum in my ass. I want your strain in my veins. I want you to claim me. Both of you. I’ll be your faggot pig whenever you want. I’ll take all your loads. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. Please, fuck me.” “We will,” Dominic said. “You won’t leave here without having several loads of poz cum in your ass.” “Exactly what I want to fucking hear,” Pastor Kline said. “Will,” Dominic said, “go to the fridge and get my special lube. I’ll undue his legs so we can fuck him properly.” I nodded, knowing exactly what he wanted. In the fridge I found a water bottle in which there were several loads of poz cum collected. I opened it and smelled the sweet scent of cum. It made my mouth water. As I returned, I found Pastor Kline’s ankles free, the ties that had him secure now holding his legs up, exposing his hairy hole. His body was covered in gray hair. Even though he was older, I could tell that he took care of himself. He wasn’t muscular, but I could tell that he had at one point been a very attractive man. To be honest, he still was. “You know, Mark,” Dominic started, “the last ass Will fucked belonged to his brother.” Pastor Kline’s eyes grew wide. He looked to me for confirmation. “I was his first gay fuck,” I said. “That’s fucking hot,” Pastor Kline said. “I need you to fuck me. I need your cum in my hole. I want to feel you shoot deep inside, filling my guts.” “You’ll get it,” Dominic said. “As Will fucks you, I’ll be fucking Will. As he cums, I’ll cum. All that I have given him will go from me and into him, and from him into you. Your corruption will be complete.” “Do it,” he said. “Claim me.” “We will,” I said, crawling onto the bed. I poured some of the cum from the water bottle onto his balls, watching as it dripped down to his hole. I stuck my fingers inside, forcing him open. “You want it rough?” “I want you to hurt me,” Pastor Kline said. “Make me bleed.” I had three fingers inside of him, twisting, scraping his insides. His body shook, balls jumping into his body. His dick tried to get hard, but as I watched it grow, I saw that it could only get semi-hard. “What a pathetic excuse for a dick,” I said, taking it with my other hand. “Can’t even get it hard.” “Worthless piece of flesh,” Dominic agreed. “Not worth shooting cum.” “It won’t have to,” I said. “Right, Mark?” “Not unless you tell me to,” Pastor Kline said. “When was the last time you fucked someone?” Dominic asked. “It’s been years since I fucked my wife.” “When did you last jerk off?” “This morning,” he said. “But hardly anything came out.” “That’s because your body knows that you’re made to be fucked and nothing else.” “Only to be fucked by real men,” Pastor Kline added. “Men like you.” “Are you ready?” I asked him. “Are you ready for my dick?” “I’ve been ready since the day I first met you,” he said. I removed my fingers, spotting traces of blood on my skin. I held them out for Pastor Kline to see. “You’re open now,” I told him. “Everything we put inside you will infect you. There’ll be no stopping it.” “Do it,” he moaned. “Go deep.” I poured more of the cum on his hole and into my hand, lubing up my dick before I slammed it inside. “Fuck,” Pastor Kline shouted, his body shaking, trying to move away from my intruding dick. “Fuck, you’re huge. It hurts.” “Let it hurt,” I said, forcing more of my dick inside. I watched his eyes as I kept pushing further into his body until his balls were pressed against my pubes. “Feel all that. That’s all my dick filling you.” “God, I feel it. I feel you inside me. I’ve never left this full. I’ve never felt this good.” I started pulling out, watching as blood streaked across my skin. Once only my head remained inside, I forced myself back inside, causing his body to jump again. “Are you ready for me, Son?” Dominic asked, his hard dick bobbing around in search of a hole. “I’m ready, Daddy,” I said, reaching back and pulling my cheeks apart, revealing my hole. “Fuck my cum out of me and into his body.” “Fuck,” Dominic said, lubing up his dick and invading my hole. It had been too long since his cock was last inside me. As he filled me, I felt at home, never wanting a day to go by without him inside me. As he bottomed out, I found my dick growing harder in Pastor Kline’s hole. As Dominic picked up his pace, he was slamming me into Pastor Kline, my body moving between them, milking my dick and Dominic’s at the same time. “Fuck, I’ve never felt this right in my life,” Pastor Kline cried out. I reached forward and grabbed his nipples, twisting them and extracting a loud moan. “I want to hear you groan,” I said, my dick hitting into his prostate, causing a bead of his precum to pearl over his piss slit. “What does your wife think you’re doing?” “She thinks I’m meeting with a church member.” “She has no idea the kind of slut her husband is.” “No idea, sir.” “I hear you have a son,” Dominic said, his words causing his dick to grow. “Is that right?” “Yes,” Pastor Kline said. “How old?” “Nineteen,” he said. “He’s at college.” “And does he have a girlfriend?” “No.” “Is that because he’s a faggot like his dad?” I asked. “Does your son secretly want dick?” “I don’t know,” Pastor Kline said. “I’ve fantasized about him fucking me and filling me with his own cum.” “How big is his dick?” “Bigger than mine,” he said. “Almost as big as Will.” “A real man,” Dominic said. “A real man created from the puny dick of a faggot.” “He’s so big,” Pastor Kline moaned. “He makes me proud having such a big dick to fuck with.” “Would you let him fuck you?” “Yes.” “Would you bring him to us so that we can fuck him?” Dominic asked. “Would you give us your son?” Pastor Kline’s eyes looked from Dominic to me, a hunger growing in his eyes. “Yes. Yes I would bring him to you. I would bring him here so that you could convert him, poz him, infect his body with your cum. I’d bring him so that you could make his balls toxic and his dick a weapon.” “That’s what we like to hear,” Dominic said, kissing my neck. “We’ll see what can be done.” ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hope you enjoyed the chapter and blew a few loads. Pastor Kline's journey is only beginning.

I am. Does nothing for me without whipping and flogging until object is screaming itself horse. Once it's used and worn out, breed it, plug it and keep it caged until the next round.

I just read this whole story this morning. I'm a bi married guy and wish someone would just fuck me a give me there cum and not listening to me begging them not to cum in me. My cock is hard and leaking pre cum. I'm going to go popper up and jerk off and eat my cum.

I am loving this story more and more! Let's see if the character embraces his new status as he should!

🤣😂 This. ❤️ Part of me still wishes the Internet was still this arcane to weed out those who shouldn't have ever been here. The difference between then and now is like the chasm between a massive darkroom and Disney World. Thank you for the trip down memory lane.

Part 4: Dominic takes Will “Take of your pants.” He said. I backed away and unbuttoned my jeans, kicking off my shoes. With my pants to the side, I ran my fingers along the waistband of my boxers, hesitating for a moment. I watched as Dominic removed his pants, revealing a jockstrap underneath. We stood almost naked taking each other in. I slipped of my boxers, revealing my cock and balls. Dominic smiled. “How big are you?” he asked. “I’m six foot,” I said. “No,” he said. “How big is your dick?” “I don’t know.” Dominic turned and moved to his desk, opening a drawer and taking out a tape measurer. “Get hard,” he said, walking to me. I reached down and started jerking my cock, though seeing Dominic in his jockstrap was doing enough on its own. With him standing so close to me, I could feel his warmth. It was intoxicating. “There,” I said, pushing out my pelvis for him to see. He kneeled down, holding the measuring tape out along my shaft. “Eight inches,” he said. “Big boy.” “Is that good?” He smiled up at me. “That’s perfect. Just think, this cock was almost wasted on an ungrateful woman. Good thing I got to you first. Still, it also means that I’m still king.” He removed his jockstrap, revealing a semi-erect cock that took my breath away. “Ten inches and thick.” “I don’t think I can take that,” I told him. Feeling once again worried about my choice. “Don’t worry,” he said, kissing me again. “We’ll go slow… at first. Here, wear this.” He handed me his jockstrap. I looked inside and found some stains. I assumed they were cum and piss stains. Normally, I would recoil, but now, taking it from Dominic, I wanted nothing more than to wear it. As I lifted a leg, he reached out and stopped me. “Smell it first,” he said. Slowly, I raised it to my nose and breathed in, my head spinning from the smell of sweat, piss, and cum. I wanted more. I breathed in deeper, pressing the fabric to my face. My tongue slipped out and ran along the fabric, tasting him. “What do you think?” he asked. All I could do was moan. “Put it on.” I hated that I wasn’t going to smell or taste him, but he wanted me to do what he said. I slipped it on, finding the pouch a bit larger than needed. He really was a big guy. Now with his jockstrap off, I could see the tattoo his towel had been hiding. It was a biohazard symbol, the type you see near fallout shelters. It meant to stay away. For me, I wanted to get closer. “Kneel down,” Dominic said. I did as I was told. He stepped closer, his cock in my face, hard as a rock. “Taste it,” he said. I opened my mouth and took in his mushroom head. I’d never tasted someone else. Not like this. Already my jaw was straining to take him in. On my tongue I could taste his precum. It was sweet. “That’s it, baby,” he said, running his hand through my hair, holding on to the back of my head. “Take in a bit more.” He pushed his cock further into my mouth, invading my throat. I started gagging. “Don’t worry,” Dominic said. “You’ll learn to fight that. You’ll have to. How’s it taste?” His cock fell out of my mouth, saliva dripping down my chin. “It tastes amazing.” He slipped his cock back into my mouth, his hand guiding me further down. I gagged again. There was no way I could take him all. I wanted to, but I knew my limits. I bobbed on his cock, trying to keep my teeth away. I knew little about blowjobs, but I knew you weren’t supposed to use your teeth. I looked up and saw Dominic’s head tilted back. “Is it alright?” I asked him. He looked down at me, a wide grin on his face. “You’re a natural,” he said. “We’ll have my whole cock down your throat in no time.” “How?” “Practice,” he said. My cock was throbbing against Dominic’s jockstrap. I reached down and started rubbing, moaning with pleasure. “A born cocksucker,” Dominic said, watching as I pleasured myself, trying to shove more of his cock into my throat. I was halfway. “Time for something new. Get on the bed.” I stood up and followed him to the bed, crawling to the middle. He went to his desk again and pulled out a tube and small vial. “These will make everything easier,” he said, turning to the bed and climbing up next to me. “Spread your legs. Let me see your hole.” I did as I was told. Several men had seen me naked at the gym when I went in to shower. That experience wasn’t new. Having someone else see my butthole was a new experience. I had yet to have a prostate exam, and other than the fooling around I had done days before, it had been an area unexplored. Dominic looked down and then at me. “You’ll need to open wide for me,” he said. “Pull your knees up to your chest. Show me.” I pulled my knees up to my chest, stretching in ways I’d never done before. “Beautiful,” he said, reaching down and running his hand over my hole. I flinched. “Sensitive,” he said. “Let me see what I can do.” He slipped off the bed and leaned down, bringing his face to my hole. “You’ll enjoy this.” My body seized and I gasped. I looked down and saw only the top of his head as his mouth was open around my hole. I could feel his tongue licking. Is this sanitary, I wondered? Do I care? I’d never felt anything like it. My body shuddered, his tongue probing even deeper. I could feel him enter me. I looked down again and saw his eyes watching me. The same ferocity was in his eyes. He was eating me, devouring me. After minutes of this passion, he moved back and took a deep breath in through his nose. “You smell good,” he said, licking his lips. “You taste even better.” “Really?” He smiled. “It’s time to open you up,” he said. “Here, open his bottle. Close your one nostril and breathe in deep. Try to hold as long as you can.” “What is it?” I asked him. “It’s called a popper.” “Is it a drug?” I asked him. “I don’t do drugs.” “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s an aid. It’ll help you open up.” I nodded and unscrewed the lid. I held it to my nose, held one nostril closed, and breathed in deep. I almost dropped the bottle as my head continued to spin. I felt light, a warmth rushing through me. At the same moment, I felt something push against my hole, forcing itself inside. I looked down and saw Dominic’s hand out of sight. His eyes met mine. “One finger in,” he said, starting to move in and out. He took the bottle and squirted something on his hand. “Take another hit, and we’ll try for two.” I did as I was told. “Good boy. How about three?” I was in another world. I took two more hits. “Four.” Another two hits. He smiles at me. “That’s five, baby.” His hand pumped in and out of me, my hole open. “Looks like you cut yourself,” he says. “What happened there?” “My finger,” I told him. “It… slipped.” “Sure it did,” he said. “It might open up a bit. That’s not abnormal. Trust me. Sometimes there’s blood.” “Blood?” “Don’t worry,” he says. “Don’t you trust me?” My breath caught. “Of course.” “I think you’re ready,” he said. “Wait,” I said, arresting his attention. “Do you… I mean… do you have a condom?” His face falls. “I don’t use condoms,” he says. “But, don’t you have to?” “If you’re afraid of knocking a woman up, sure,” he said. “But between men, never. There’s nothing like feeling skin against skin. That’s where the true connection exists, feeling your partner’s body, their most sensitive points and places. That’s what it’s about.” “I’m just, I’m not sure,” I told him, my legs dropping from my chest. “I don’t fuck with condoms,” he told me. “I can’t stay hard with one on. Real men don’t use condoms. If you don’t agree, you can leave. That’s up to you.” I saw him leave the bed, standing at full height, his cock curving up, fully hard. Never had I seen anything as beautiful as the man in front of me. I wanted him. I wanted him more than anything. I thought of my dream and how much I had wanted it to be real. Now it was. Why would I lose this chance willingly? I grabbed my legs and pulled my knees back to my chest. He smiled. “Alright then,” he said. “Time to take your virginity.” Dominic crawled onto the bed and returned his hand to my hole, massaging it. “I’ll go slow at first,” he said, “but once I’m in, I won’t be able to stop. Understand?” I nodded. “Then here we go.” He lined up his cock to my hole. “Take another hit,” he said, nodding to the vial. As I breathed deep, I felt what must have been his entire hand pressing against my hole. “Almost in,” he said, smirking. There was a searing pain, my body willing me to move away from this unexpected intruder. “Don’t back away,” he said as if he could read my mind. “There,” he said. “The heads in.” “Just the head?” I asked. He laughed. “Let’s keep going.” The pain increased as he pushed more in. “Keep breathing,” he told me. My hands were shaking, losing the hold of my legs. Dominic grabbed my ankles and held them steady, spreading my cheeks even more. His eyes closed as he continued to surge forward. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You feel so tight. It’s been years since I had a virgin ass to myself. Tell me, baby. Tell me your ass is mine.” “My ass is yours,” I whimpered, still trying to push through the pain. I felt like I was being torn in half. My heart was pounding. How much more of this man existed that was still outside of me? “Almost there,” he said, biting his bottom lip. “Just a bit more.” For a brief moment, I thought I was going to die. A ten-inch cock was entering my body. How was anyone able to handle anything so big? I thought of my own cock, knowing it was only two inches shorter. Would someone feel this way if I fucked them, I wondered? A new sensation met me as I felt hair press against my ass. I looked down and saw Dominic’s pelvis pressed against me, his pubic hair mixing with the hairs on my balls. “You did it,” he said, smiling. “All ten inches. You’re not a virgin anymore.” I’m no longer a virgin, I thought. There’s no going back now. “I’m going to wait and let your ass grow accustomed to my size,” Dominic said. “Alright,” I said. “Daddy,” he said. “What?” “Call me Daddy,” Dominic said. “Say it. Call me Daddy, Son.” “Daddy,” I repeated, the word hanging in the air. Dominic smiled. “What do you want your Daddy to do, Son?” “I want you to fuck me,” I said. He raised a brow. “I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” I corrected. He slid out of my ass and then slowly pushed himself back in, causing me to wince. “Who does your ass belong to?” “You, Daddy.” He pulled out again, pushing back in, this time with more force. “Who does your body belong to?” “You, Daddy.” Out and in. “Who does your soul belong to?” “You, Daddy.” “And who will you listen to and do whatever he tells you to do?” “You, Daddy.” “Who’s your master?” “You, Daddy.” “Who do you want to convert you?” “You, Daddy.” “That’s fucking right,” he growled, his pace quickening. I could feel his cock all the way up in my chest, reaching for my heart. With every thrust, he hit a spot in my body that I’d never felt before, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. “You feel that, Son? That’s your prostate I’m hitting. Only the biggest dicks can make you feel that way, obliterating the spot that makes men quake.” My hand was down to my crotch, reaching beneath the jockstrap, grabbing my cock and balls. I was the hardest I’d ever been. Precum was oozing out of my piss slit, collecting in my pubic hair in puddles. “Let me see that cock,” Dominic said. I pushed the jock’s pouch down beneath my balls, my cock springing to life. A drop of precum flew through the air and stuck to his treasure trail. Without missing a beat, he left go of my ankle and collected the precum on his finger, bringing it to his mouth. He moaned. “You taste so sweet,” he said. “So pure. So clean. Let’s see if we can change that.” His pace quickened, the bed shaking beneath us. He started grunting as I moaned, my body unable to contain the waves of ecstasy flowing over me. I took hold of my cock again and started pumping, stopping as Dominic’s hand grabbed my wrist. “Don’t jerk off,” he said. “I want to see you cum hands free.” “Can I do that?” I asked. “Only when a big cock is inside you,” he said. “You’ll see.” He pounded harder. His breathing started to quicken. “I’ve got a huge load for you,” he said. “I can feel it boiling in my balls. Tell me where you want it, Son? You don’t want me to waste it on your stomach, do you?” “No, Daddy,” I said. “You only want it in your ass, right?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Tell me that’s where you want it.” “I want your cum in my ass, Daddy.” “You want me to convert you?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to knock you up?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want me to make you mine forever?” “Yes, Daddy. Make me yours forever. Cum in my ass.” “You’ve got it,” he growled, pushing as far into my ass as he could, his head thrown back as he cried out. “Fuck. I’m cumming. I’m cumming in your ass, Son. Can you feel it?” “Yes, Daddy. I can feel it.” I could feel his cock throbbing, a warmth spreading inside of me. At that very second, my own cock came to life, shooting ropes of cum into the air, splattering down on my face, chest, and stomach. Taken over by the pleasure, I scooped up my cum and started shoveling it into my mouth, relishing the taste of my first hands free cum. “I’m still cumming,” Dominic cried, looking down at his cock. His body was shaking with each pulse. “Fuck. It’s like it won’t stop.” “Don’t stop, Daddy,” I said, still bringing my cum to my mouth.

Fuck, i love this.. more str8 boys need "converted" 😈

5th chapter is taking a little longer as at the moment we are far from each others. me - the poz half - has the duty of writing HIV's and the poz characters' point of view, while the neg half has neg ones. When we get together again, after doing something better between us... we are going to edit the story and upload next chapter

I'm envious over you guys fucking him. I bet it feels wet and warm.

Yes, he's still in Canada. Still making porn, but slowed down quite a bit. He's still doing live shows and appearances and recently travelled back to the States - LA, San Diego and Palm Springs for open door fuck parties. I was lucky enough to seed him again in SD. He seems to be doing well. Nice guy and true pig, as @FelchingPisser said. I actually filmed you both in Chicago. I was the one reminding you to cheat for the camera and to not mind me up underneath you. :-p

Joining the Gang My family had just moved and I was forced to leave my friends behind, especially my girlfriend. We had been dating since before starting high school. She was really cute and everyone said that we made a great couple. I was 5’10” tall with a lean runners build weighing 145 pounds with blond hair and green eyes. She was 5’6”, with a tight gymnast body weighing about 100 pounds with red hair and eyes. We lost our virginity to each other when we were 15 after our freshman year. The sex was incredible and I never found the need to jerk off, that is, until we moved and I was separated from her by a couple thousand miles. We had just gotten settled and I put on my rollerblades and set out to explore this dinky little town we moved to. My parents told me that they had a skate park here and I set out to find it. After negotiating the small streets I found the skate park and noticed a group of guys skating and having fun. I figured it was time to meet some new friends. I started to skate around when a couple of the guys came over to talk to me. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” This big guy said. I was guessing he was about 6’1” or 6’2”, no more than 150 pounds. Kind of like a stick if you ask me. “If you want to skate here you’re gona have to join our gang.” These delinquents are a gang? That was a surprise for such a dinky little town like this. I grew up in the big city and these guys didn’t seem like a gang to me. I felt I could handle myself and figures why not join them. “Sure I’ll join your gang.” The tall lanky guy seemed to be the leader and gave me an address and told me to meet them after sun down if I seriously had the balls to join them. I never backed down from anything in my life and these guys were no challenge. I skated home and just before dark I skated over to the address they gave me. It was a house at the end of the block. I skated up to the door and there was a sign that told me to go to the back door and go down the stair to the basement. I went around to the back door and kicked off my skates and headed down the stairs. The basement was dimly light and when I hit the bottom of the stairs I was grabbed and pushed to the floor. I felt ropes being placed around my wrists and ankles. I was dragged over to a wooden saw horse where my wrists and ankles were tied down. I then felt my shorts and t-shirt being cut away from my body leaving me in my boxers. I figured this was their little initiation to their gang. Then I saw the leader standing before me as he kicked his shorts off and shucked his shirt over his head. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and I had a good look at his cock as it began to stiffen. I felt something cool on my as the gang leader began to tell me what was going on. “I knew who you were the second I saw you at the skate park. You’re the son of our new church minister. We figured you’d be a good addition to our gang. My dad is the county sheriff, we have the son’s of the high school principal, both son’s of the mayor and few others.” Then I felt a needle stick in my arm and a rush up my arm into my throat. I coughed out really hard, felt my heart beating really fast as a loud ringing began in my ears. I thought ‘WOW! What did they just give me?’ I began to feel so horny but I could tell my cock was soft. The gang leader continued, “Are you liking what we just gave you? I had a feeling you would. It’s a gang initiation ritual I started it when we started this gang. Three of us are the founders, myself and the two brothers who are the sons of the mayor. When we added the son of the county sheriff we had our way to get stuff.” I then began to feel my boxers cut away and something cold and wet on my ass. The leader moved behind me and I felt something hard begin to push against my hole. As I felt my ass stretch open another gang member stepped up in front of me and stuck his hard cock in my face. I started to say ‘I’m not gay’ when the cock slipped between my lips. “You liking my cock in your hole? the gang leader asked me. All I could do was moan around the cock in my mouth. The guy fucking me began to pound away at my hole as the guy fucking my mouth was working his cock into my throat. “Are you ready to join us, be one of us?” I did my best to say yes as I felt the cock in my ass swell up spasm. As he unloaded in my ass he bent down to whisper in my ear, “Take my dirty cum.” After he withdrew his cock it was replaced by another. Shortly after that the cock in my mouth began to get harder. The guy fucking my face told me “You better swallow everything I gives you.” I felt the first shot of cum as it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all I could and a little bit dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. He held his cock in my mouth as it softened and I continued to suck on it. Then I felt a warm liquid to slowly fill my mouth and drank it down. The second cock in my ass pounded in deep and then he shot his load deep inside me as someone whispered in my ear, “There’s a second dirty load for you.” I got fucked by every gang member and took at least 2 loads from each. After they were done with me my ropes were cut and I was let go. As I stood up I felt like a new man and was still very horny. One of the guys got on his knees and began to suck my dick. It felt amazing but I was still not hard. They had me sit down and relax as this guy kept his mouth working on my soft dick. His work began to pay off as my dick began to get hard. Soon I was rock hard and the guy sucking me turned around and pushed his ass against my hard cock. I slid right in and began to fuck away at his ass. In all the times I had sex with my girlfriend it never felt this good. I grabbed him by the waist and began to fuck him like I fucked my girlfriend, but this was much better. I never felt a pussy as tight as this guy’s ass. It took me a long time to cum and soon I felt that tingle in my balls I hadn’t felt since I fucked my girlfriend last. My orgasm was so strong when I shot I thought my cum would blast out this guys mouth. After I finished up everyone welcomed me into the gang. They said all that was left for me was to get a gang tattoo of a biohazard symbol on my right arm. They had me sit down as one of the gang members was the son of the guy who owned the tattoo parlor in town.

I could see he was getting close, “Oh fuck, pig! I’m gonna cum!”, he bellowed. “Do it, fucker! Knock me up! Breed me!”, I begged. “Gonna POZ you up man. Gonna. Fuckin’. POZ!!!!”, he barely got that out before I felt his rock hard meat painting my guts with his sick seed. Time was suspended as I stared up at him between my legs. He ground his venom into me real good before finally going soft and sliding out. I immediately replaced his cock with a butt plug I kept handy. Nothing like getting a charged load on your lunch hour. Ain’t working from home great? Now, I have a fondness for rough trade. And this dude was just my speed: Skinny, bearded, heavily tattooed, and POZ - a gorgeous specimen. To think I had hit him up less than an hour before on one of the hookup apps. And here I was with his toxic baby batter safely stewing in my faggot cunt. ”You think it’ll take?”, I asked. “Should - I’m toxic as fuck.”, he replied while casually lighting a cigarette. Soon enough he got dressed and collected his gear. “Let me know if you wanna go again sometime, dude”, I said as he walked towards the door. He paused, got a wicked smile on his face and said, “Come see me tonight. Stop by just before 9 pm. Be ready”. With this, he handed me a business card. “Later pig”, he spat as the door shut behind him. I inspected the card; ‘Ruby Scorpion Tattoos’. The address put it on the south side of town. I have some ink on me, not a lot, but I hadn’t scratched that particular itch in some time. I had only started actively Chasing since making a New Years resolution to get POZZED by the end of this year. And finding a real unmedicated POZ fucker was proving a greater challenge than I had expected. So the prospect of getting another dirty load from this guy - especially in a tattoo parlor - got me hella excited. By 8:30; I’m cleaned up, cleaned out, and headed to the south side. As I’m driving through this unfamiliar part of town, I see a red neon scorpion in one of the windows. Definitely the right place! I hit the front door just before 9 pm. A bell announces my arrival. “We’re closed!”, said a big guy with a push broom, not bothering to look up. “Oh - umm...I was told to..”, I stammered. “We’re closed, ASSHOLE!”, he growled this time turning to face me. It was then that I realized I never got the name of the fucker that had bred me. I pulled the business card - no name on it. At this point, the broom guy started toward me with a purpose. This guy was big. I mean BIG: six foot four, broad shoulders, barrel chest, shaved head, goatee, wearing a white wife-beater that popped against his brown skin. And he was clearly pissed. I’m already turning to leave as he reaches for me. “Tiny! Hold it, he’s with me.”, I hear from the back of the shop as the fucker from before enters the front. ‘Tiny’ released me roughly as the fucker locked the front door and took me by the arm. “I’m sorry. I...I..didn’t know your name”, I offered a bit shakily. “Chill”, he replied as we crossed the room. “Yeah, sorry - your buddy ‘Tiny’ kinda freaked me out. I’m chill, I’m chill...”, I began. “No, I’m Chill... My. Name. Is. ‘CHILL’”, he corrected. It took me a second. “Oh...OK. Hi.” (Jeez this guy must think I’m a dork). He chuckled to himself as he walked through the shop. “So you already met Tiny”. I acknowledged him with a nod. He had resumed sweeping. “Come with me”, he ordered. I complied, lost in the moment. “Tiny, this is that new guy I told you about earlier.”, Chill said causing Tiny to stop sweeping. “Oh yeah?”, Tiny replied, “I’ll tell Sarge”. With that, Tiny disappeared into the back room. I followed Chill down a flight of stairs to a dungeon space. The room was painted black with red lighting. A sling hung in the middle. I didn’t need anymore encouragement. I was naked in an instant. Chill pushed me to my knees and hauled out his semi while I hit my poppers. I was sucking him nice and hard as I heard two sets of boots tromp down the stairs. Soon enough, Tiny had hauled me up - effortlessly, I might add - and set me into the sling. He secured my wrists and ankles firmly with velcro restraints. He paused to take in my body. I’m no huge prize, but I’m decent looking for a man who just turned 40. This was the first time I looked at Tiny in the face. He was handsome, with smooth features that made him ageless. He smiled knowingly, leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Chill told us about you. About what you want. What you need,” he started caressing my cheek. I began to speak, “Shhhh,” Tiny whispered putting his index finger to his lips, “You’re here for a reason. You’re in the right place.” “This the pig you bred earlier”, a new voice bellowed. “You must be Sarge,” I said. He looked over at me with a cold glare. “No one’s talking to you.”, he uttered condescending while taking a puff of his cigar. Tiny, behind him, held his index finger to his lips again. OK, my bad - I thought to myself. Sarge was an older dude. Silver flattop haircut, clean shaven, muscle shirt, jeans, sleeves on both arms, and a face that told the story of a life lived hard. I watched as Chill undressed as he murmured something in Sarge’s ear. Tiny took his his cue and also started undressing. All the while, Sarge never taking his eyes off me. Sarge walked over to me. His two coworkers flanking him, stroking themselves absently. He took a long draw on his cigar. The tip of it glowed red. Smoke exited his nostrils menacingly. “Chill tells me you’ve been looking for...a certain something. Is that right?”, he asked. I nodded and swallowed hard. “Well, lucky for you, we may just be able to help you with that. Is that what you want?”. I nodded again as my cock twitched. He took another puff of his cigar and stepped back into the darkness. Chill stepped forward, greased his cock and pressed it against my hole. Tiny got me poppered up as Chill entered me. He was just as bone hard as he had been earlier that day. You ever take a cock that’s so hella-hard it feels like steel? That’s Chill. His dick may not have been the biggest, but it was veiny as fuck and I swear it was hard as stone. He got his fuck on. I could see his turgid tool sawing into me in the mirror suspended above. I felt and watched as my now soft, worthless, dick jiggled and bounced on my belly. I reveled in that expression of my submission. I could see Sarge’s silhouette in the background - his cigar glowing and fading from time to time. The smoke lending a haze to the dim red lighting. Having unloaded in me earlier, Chill took a good long time to get his nut. But nut he did. And gloriously so. He made sure to fully unload into me before stepping away. Less then a minute later Tiny stepped forward. Having taken off his shirt I could now see, even in this light, his full body tattoo. It was one magnificent piece, from his neckline down. He turned around slowly, arms outstretched, to let me take it In. I marveled at the artistry, at the patience it took, at the pain tolerance of the man. It must have taken years. That familiar red glow peaked and faded over his shoulder. Tiny seemed to enjoy the admiration - of me feasting my eyes on him. He smiled broadly and cued me to look up at the mirror. Doing so, I saw his equally magnificent black cock as he approached my cunt. Tiny, it was NOT. This was a cock any man would envy. Would fear. Thick as my wrist and almost as long. With a magnificent crimson head the size of a plum. I took a hard swallow as his foreskin kissed my pussy lips. I tensed at the thought of him entering me. From the shadows, Chill appeared and poppered me up. With that, Tiny began his long journey into me. His pliant cockhead entered me easily enough. Followed, slowly, by his ebony shaft. Slowly. Achingly slowly. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as his smooth raw cock travelled deeper and deeper towards my core. I felt him press against my inner ring. Somehow, Chill was right there poppering me up again. I could feel Tiny relent from my inner cunt. He whispered: “Give your self to me. I want to give you my Gift. Show me how much you want it, now.” In that moment, I felt my world open to him. Tiny slid effortlessly the rest of the way into me. A stream of precum flowed out of my soft useless dick onto my belly. He dipped a finger into it and brought it to his lips. “Sweet, like nectar”. He hissed. I was gone. Gone. I think I passed in and out of consciousness. I remember feeling myself move, rocking back and forth - as if in slow motion. My vision narrowed. I seemed to float up above myself. I could see myself being cleaved in half by this beautiful living rail splitter. Moments later, I realized I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. I wondered why I had not realized that before. Waves of pleasure crashed over me. I marveled as Tiny’s black log appeared and disappeared. Over and over. A part of me wondered how he was doing that. Suddenly I tumbled back into myself when I heard a long scream. It was Tiny. His body convulsed as he delivered a river of charged cum into me. Flooding me. Tiny stood very still. I could see his chest heave for breath . He was covered in sweat, as was I. After a long moment I felt his magnificent third arm slip out of me. He staggered back, into the shadows. I didn’t need my hands to tell me my cunt was gaping open and dripping onto the floor below. I wallowed in that feeling of total surrender. Then I heard Sarge step forward. His cigar lighting the way. He took the cigar from his mouth and brought it down to my mawing cunt. I felt him circle my gaping pussy lips with it. The feeling was...indescribably perfect. He brought his cigar back to his mouth. With this, Chill and Tiny stepped forward next to him. Sarge savored the taste of cum on his cigar. Tiny leaned down to receive Sarge’s smoke filled kiss. He took another puff and shard that with Chill. I was witness to a sharing I never knew possible before. Sarge unzipped and hauled out his own very impressive meat. He slipped into my meathole all too easily. “Mmmm...just how I like it: Sloppy as all fuck.” Sarge pulled out and took hold of his long pendulous balls. Together with his cock, he brought them to my mawing cunt, and all at once ALL OF HIM was inside me. Sarge was fucking me with his cock and balls fully inside me. My mind reeled at the sight of it. He pounded me with fury. I watched slack-jawed as he pins toned my cunt until he delivered his demon seed into me as well. It was all too much - and watched as my now hard cock shot a no hands load on me chest. Rapture. It was rapture. Sarge took a step back and regained his composure. “Your journey is almost done”, Sarge said softly. With that signal, Tiny and Chill appeared on either side of me. A small spotlight shown on my left pec. Chill wiped me down as Tiny picked up his tattoo machine. It buzzed to life in his hand as he brought it to my skin. “I had my doubts when Chill brought you here,” Sarge shared. “He had to convince me. But you won over Tiny fairly quickly. And seeing you take them on as you did proved they were right. You were ready.” Tiny worked on me for a several minutes. I couldn’t make out what he had tattooed on my chest in the mirror above. As Tiny stepped away, Chill leaned in from his side and started with his machine. The buzzing continued. Sarge went on, “You’re part of a select few now. We’ve only given our collective Gift to three others before you. Each of us, you see, carries a different strain. All three of us are unmedicated POZ. And now, all three strains have found their new home in you”. The buzzing stopped. Tiny and Chill freed my hands. Sarge passed me a hand mirror. For the first time, I saw my transformation tattoo: A small Ruby Scorpion. It was beautiful. I felt a peace wash over me. As if I had reached the end of a long journey. Finally, I had come home.

Such good writing. Always look forward to the next chapter.

Joining the GangPart 3-Church The gang got this house when it went into foreclosure and the bank took possession. It became their hangout and place to do whatever they wanted. We ordered some pizza and hang out playing Playstation 3. I’ve never been that good at video games and when it came to my turn to play I tried to pass to someone else who would do better than I would and would probably enjoy it better than myself. “You’re gona play bitch. Tell ya what, you win you get to fuck anyone in the gang.” “And if I lose?” “If you lose you’ll pay with your ass.” I knew I had no choice and I did my best and ended up losing (as I kind of knew I would). I put the controller down, stood up and dropped my shorts. I was led over to a corner of the living room where I was told to get on my hands and knees. Then with little lube I felt a hard cock at my ass as it pushed its way inside me. A moan escaped my lips as the cock bottomed out inside my well abused ass. This was to be a brutal fuck since very little lube was used. I felt the friction as he pulled out and pushed back in. He had a tight grip on my waist as he began to pound me without mercy. I could hear his breathing begin to get heavy when he slammed in hard and unloaded deep inside me. He fucked me for a few more minutes with his cum acting as lube before he pulled out with a loud pop. Before I could get off the ground another gang member slipped inside me. I was thankful for the generous load of cum that was already deposited inside my ass acting as lube. This fuck didn’t seem to last as long as the one before it when I felt the guy slam balls deep in me and unload. This went until it was dark out. It had to be close to 8:30 on a Saturday night. I had to be at church in the morning when the leader stood up and announced that we better be getting home since we have church in the morning. I never figured these guys as church goers. We all headed out and headed home. I was walked home by the 2 gang members who came and got me this morning. They could tell I was ready to crash. We got to my house and they came in to meet my father since they had already met my mother that morning. I was surprised that they acted like perfect gentlemen. With everything we do through the day they really acted normal. We went up to my room. I was so ready to crash when they told me to meet them outside the church in the morning. We said goodbye and they headed out. I think I was out the second I lay my head down. When I woke in the morning I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for church. I knew this was a big day for my dad since it was his first sermon. When we arrived at the church I met some of the guys outside. I introduced them to my dad before he headed inside to get ready. “I didn’t expect to see any of you guys here this early.” “We figured you’d have to be here early with your dad. Have you been to the church before today?” “Only a couple times and I’ve only seen the chapel and my dad’s office.” “Why don’t you let us show you around.” I followed them around until we were in a part of the church that appeared to be hardly used where we could be alone. One we were there I was asked, “You look like you’re dragging a bit?” “Yea, I could’ve used a little more sleep.” “We got a little something, something to help you get through today.” One of them pulled out a needle and the other put the tubing on my arm. I felt the needle stick I was growing accustom to and was starting to like. I felt the rush and was perking up already. I wasn’t expecting what happened next when the third member of our little group undid my belt and my pants dropped to the floor. I was left in my boxers when I was reminded “We do not wear underwear!” I thought they were going to fuck me. I felt like I needed a cock in my hole, but they just told me to pull my pants back up and we went out in front of the church to wait for the rest of the guys. The guys came one by one with their parents. We all decided to sit together which was fine with my mom since I was making new friends. And the parents of these friends were the leaders of the community. After my father’s sermon there was a lunch social so that the church community. I met the parents of each of my gang brother. They were all clueless as to what their children were up to on a daily basis. As the social was ending our leader approached me to let me know, “Sunday is for our families; we expect to see you tomorrow at the skate park by noon.” We all went our separate ways with our families. We spent the day with a bar-b-que at home, just me and our parents. As the day worn on I felt my energy level dropping quickly and by the time we were done eating dinner I was ready to crash. I headed up to my room and into bed. I think I was out before my head hit the pillow.