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Part 5 (Programming note: I’m switching the POV to first person and will write the next section or two in the first person from Adam’s point of view. Hope that isn't confusing.) Josh kept playing with my hole while we made out in the back of Matt’s van. Every so often, he would tap the end of the huge butt plug that was stretching my ass open like never before. Every time I would moan deeply. My brain was kind of scrambled by the drugs and the intense lust I was feeling. The plug felt good but I wanted more cock. My brain was consumed by the desire to get fucked again and again. After a while, we stopped and the side door of the van opened. Josh gave the butt plug in my cunt one last thumping and we rearranged what little clothing we were wearing so we could get out. Matt and Ben grinned at us and Matt said “you ready faggot?” I got out of the van and we were in a small parking lot behind a four story brick building in a part of town I did not know. Matt didn’t wait for me to respond, he just grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet and out of the van. I was pretty unsteady on my feet from all of the drugs, so he held onto me so I didn’t lose my balance. I grabbed him around the waist and looked up into his face, which was grinning down at me. “Come on buddy boy. We’re gonna have some fun with you tonight!” The others just laughed and Josh jumped out of the van, holding onto Ben, reaching up to give him a quick kiss. I realized that I needed more pressure on my ass, so I started to reach into my shorts to touch the butt plug which was still deeply lodged in my hole. Matt saw what I was about to do and swatted my hand away.” “Bad faggot. Don’t touch the plug. Leave your pussy filled up. You’ll thank me later.” We walked to the nondescript door, Matt pressed a button and the door buzzed open. We all filed inside and we entered a small lobby with a window. Matt walked up and started conversing with the guy in the office, laughing and making jokes I couldn’t hear. The man in the back was handsome, in his 20s with a scruffy beard, hairy chest and no shirt on. He took Matt’s credit card and handed him back four keys, that I later found out were for our room and several lockers. Matt grabbed me and steered me toward the next door, which also buzzed open, and we entered the club. Loud house music was playing and we quickly found the large sling room that Matt had rented. I was still confused about what was going on, the drugs and my overwhelming need for cock meant I couldn’t really focus on much except my hole. I kept trying to touch the plug in my ass but one of the others would swat my hand away. We arrived at a door that said 101 on it, and was right across from a large shower area, sauna, steam room and hot tub. Matt opened the door and we all went inside. The guys quickly undressed me and I instinctively reached around again to play with the buttplug in my ass. This time Josh slapped my hand away and grinned. “Christ, faggot. Wait.” He grabbed my clothes and he and Ben briefly disappeared. When they came back a moment or two later, they both had towels wrapped around their waists, and Josh handed me a key. They all put their phones and, I later found out, my phone in a small locker in the room that Matt locked with his key. “That’s your locker key, faggot. But you won’t need it until you leave. Which won’t be for hours.” He reached over and put the elastic band around my upper arm, and pushed me back onto the bed. When I hit the mattress, the buttplug rubbed my prostate and made me moan, which elicited laughter from them. The room was dimly lit with a large flat screen TV playing bareback pro on one wall and a sling in the middle. I had heard of slings before but had never seen one, let alone gotten fucked in one. That was about to change. Josh said “Hey Matt, is Kevin gonna join us for some fun with the boy on his break? Might as well invite the staff to use our cumdump." They all laughed, and Matt said that Kevin (who I assumed was the hot man behind the window at the entrance) would be joining us later when his shift was over. “He’s also got some good shit for us.” Matt grinned and held up a small zippered pouch. “Gotta replenish our supplies.” He quickly held up four more loaded syringes and handed one to Josh and one to Ben. Then Matt pulled me up and pushed me toward the sling. I looked at him, confused, not understanding what I was supposed to do. He just laughed and said “lean back and I’ll help you up there.” I leaned back in the sling, he helped me into the leather seat and quickly secured my legs in the stirrups. I heard a sound and realized that Josh and Ben had both done their slams, the arm bands clicked off and both of them started to cough. Matt grinned at Josh and Ben who were making out on the bed, lost in each other, then he tied both of our arms off and inserted the needle into my arm. “Don’t move. OK?” I nodded and my heart started to race in anticipation of what was about to happen. He pulled back and got a register of blood on mine and then on his. He pushed the plunger down on his rig, then mine and reached over the release the band on my arm and then his, and when he put his arm in the air, I followed. My brain went into overdrive as the strong slam hit me hard. I started to cough and could feel my ass muscles pulling the buttplug in as far as it could possibly go. Matt leaned over and started to kiss me hard on the mouth. “Can’t wait to fuck you up some more and watch the rest of the guys in here use your pussy. You want that, Adam?” I grinned like a lunatic, nodded and said “I want it so bad, Matt. Please. Put your cock inside me.” Matt laughed and said “soon, boy. Don’t worry your hole is going to be dripping cum.” He reached over to the small pouch and pulled out a pill bottle, handing yellow pills to both Ben and Josh and took one himself. He popped the pill in his mouth and took a swig of water from a bottle on the table, handing the bottle to the others. They both laughed and swallowed the pill, stroking their cocks so they got hard. “Take that boner pill, guys. Let’s get this pig some loads. What do you say?” With that, Matt opened the door so people in the hallway could see my big hairy ass in the sling. The sling faced the doorway, so if you were in it, everyone could see when they walked by. I kept reaching down to push the plug further into my ass with my right hand, absently playing with my nipples with the left. Ben and Josh were making out on the bed, while Matt watched both of them and me, slowly stroking his huge, uncut cock. After a few minutes of relaxing and getting into our slams, I noticed a couple of men skittishly walking past the door. Then a man barely covering his crotch with the tiny bathhouse towel looked in and grinned. He was a tall muscular man, covered in dark hair with a buzz cut and a trim beard. I wanted him inside me more than anything I’d ever wanted before. “You boys got this faggot fucked up.” He could see a tiny drop of blood in the crook of my arm. “Playing darts? Naughty, naughty.” Matt laughed and said “You’re just mad because you didn’t get to watch me slam him into the stratosphere.” He laughed and said “you’re right about that. How many loads are in his cunt now?” “I dunno, seven or eight. Our dad fucked him earlier at our apartment.” “Wait. What? Your Dad? FUUUUUUCK that’s hot.” Matt laughed and said “we get that a lot. That’s my brother Josh over there and his boyfriend Ben.” Josh looked up from sucking Ben’s cock with lust in his eyes. “Hey man, you’re fucking hot. Take off that damn towel. Wanna see your cock.” The guy walked into the room and removed the towel to show off a very thick, uncut cock that was held in place by a thick metal ball stretcher and had a thick ring going through the head of his cock. Josh whistled and said “that’s gonna look good buried in his fagdump. You wanna be his first bathhouse load? He’s never been here before. We thought we should show him an extra good time.” The guy laughed and said “sure, that sounds like a good plan. If we’re lucky I got 3-4 loads in me. I’m Pete.” Matt stood up and grabbed Pete by the neck and kissed him deeply. “Nice to meet ya, I’m Matt and the pig is….well, he’s a fag. Basically just a hole. You can call him faggot or cunt.” For some reason, the way they were talking about me like I wasn’t in the room really turned me on, but my cock was shriveled up to nothing. If I wasn’t high I would be rock hard, but I was spun out of my head, and only wanted Pete’s dick (and every dick on the earth) inside me. I moaned and said “come on, man, stick your cock in my hole. I need more!” Matt laughed and said “see? He’s just a fucking fag hole. Go ahead and fuck him. Be sure to give him your load if you wanna shoot. All loads in his cunt.” Pete smiled and said “deal.” He walked over to the sling and touched the plug in my hole which made me moan loudly. “Damn this fag sure is noisy. Why don’t one of you plug his mouth cunt while I unplug his ass.” Matt stood up and slapped my face hard a couple times before he put his thick, floppy surfer dude cock in my mouth. I was in heaven. It quickly got fully hard but his foreskin still had some ass juice, jizz and piss under it which I greedily slurped. Suddenly, Pete grabbed the plug in my ass and yanked it out, dropping it on the table next to the sling. I gasped at the sudden emptiness in my ass and started to moan again, which caused Pete to slap my face this time. “Shut the fuck up, faggot. You want this cock?” “Yes sir! Please sir! Please breed my pussy!” All four of them laughed and Pete said “good little fagdump.” He spit in his hand, and lubed up his fat cock and quickly sank the entire length of it into my asshole. I moaned loudly as he buried his cock inside me. Ben and Josh were watching Matt and Pete use my holes, playing with each other’s cocks while three other men were standing in the doorway touching their cocks under their towels. I sure hoped they were going to wait their turns and use my holes.

I've been doing it pretty regular with this thuggy white trash boy, Kyle, who works at a Subway near me for a while and know that it will never come to anything but can't stop thinking about him as I have a thing for white trash boys. You know the type, made bad choices in life, didn't finish HS, tats, knocked up a GF, lives with his parents, but charming, has a nice cock, blonde hair, blue eyes, hot body and a pretty face. He wears a thick gold necklace and listens to a lot of rap and hip hop, smokes a lot of weed. It's hot now at 19 but I'm not sure where he'll be in ten years, but for now its hot to take his cock and loads and he's always down to get fucked raw too. He works late night at a Subway and has a deal worked out with his co-worker that he can duck out back for a quickie and does the same for his co-worker. TBH, I'd do it with his co-worker too, but apparently, I'm not his type. I got a text from Kyle last night around 9:30pm saying it was dead and I should come by for some fun along with a vid of him jacking his cock in the back. I joked with him that was probably a health code violation, but I'd be by and that I'd message when I got there. Kyle is reliable for fun unless they somehow get busy, which never happens. I pulled in back and texted him that I was here. He knows my truck and I saw him come out the back door and saw him peeling off his shirt and t-shirt showing off his smooth body and what looked like some new ink. He lit up a cigarette, which he knows I don't like but don't care, and climbed in the passenger side of my truck, undoing his belt and pants and pulling them down as he closed the door. His cock was already hard, showing in the light from the full moon as I cracked the passenger window to let the cigarette smoke out the window. "Suck me" was all he had to say, and I dropped down and did as told. He's uncut and loves that I know how to work uncut cock and pretty soon I've got him worked into a frenzy as I pull my shorts down. As I'm sucking him, I tell him I want him to fuck me, and he laughs saying he pretty much expected that. I don't mind being his bitch and get in a position so he can fuck me. I never had to ask him to bareback me, he's a total barebacker like me, giving and taking loads raw, no questions. We've done this so often he just reaches into my glovebox and pulls out a packet of lube and I can feel it hit my ass and hear him lubing up his cock, followed by his cock entering my harder and faster than I'd like. It's a love/hate thing. I kind of love it rough like that, but also wish we could take things slower and more intimate. I hate that neither of us can host and so we're left to car play. He never talks about his life or what he wants and part of me would love to be more of his life than just his cum dump, but I know we're both hostages to where we are in life. As usually he's calling me a bitch and a whore and demanding I tell him how bad I want his cock and his load and like the whore I am I comply. But he doesn't have to do that. I really do want his cock and loads. I wish he was looking in my eyes as he bred me, kissing me deeply, telling me how much he wants me, but I'm a thing to him, an eager hole to fill. And fill me he does, not stopping at all, but keeping the stroking going, telling me there's more where that came from, and me begging for more of it. I'm guessing the girls he fucked were like that too, but once he came in me the second time it was time for me to give him what he wanted, what no girl could give him. He blasted his second load in me and collapsed on top of me panting and trying to catch his breath. I love feeling his sweaty body on mine, wishing we could spend more time like this. Part of me was holding my breath hoping he wanted to get fucked. Sometimes Kyle does and sometimes he doesn't. I didn't want to leave it to chance and told him I wanted to fuck him and could feel him shudder as he laughed. "Like you're reading my mind buddy" he said. Klye got off me and positioned himself so I could fuck him. Part of me wanted to just rape him with no lube, but I reached into the glovebox and grabbed a packet of lube and lubed my cock and started pressing it up against his ass as he was pressed up against the passenger window. I could hear "oh god, fuck yeah" as I entered him, probably harder and faster than he wanted but I was dying to breed his hole. Part of me really wanted to rape Kyle and use him as my bitch, but I wasn't about to also let him off. I was going at him harder than he was probably used to and calling him a dirty bitch and a slut, calling him out on taking anon loads like a whore, and he was agreeing, saying he was a dirty slut, and a whore. I was tempted to go further but reigned it in but kept the dirty talk going. Soon enough he was saying how much he loved taking my cock and how much he wanted my load, and I gave him what he wanted. I slid out of him satisfied, but also dissatisfied. I wanted more with him but know he could never give me that and that was where I was right now. He pinned me and started kissing me way deeply and intensely, telling me I was the most satisfying guy he got with and that he wished we could do more. I said the same to him but left it hanging in the air. What more can I say? We can't do more. He said he needed to get back in and lit up another cigarette, pulled his clothes back on and hopped out of the truck to go back in. My heart sank as he left, but he was right. We got nowhere to go. I drove home and pulled up down the street to park away from my house as I wasn't ready to go home quite yet. The lights were off in my parents' bedroom, and it was now probably past their bedtime and most of the lights at home were off. I could see the lights were on at my neighbor Jesse's home and could see him silhouetted in the dark at the old concrete table out front, shirtless, smoking a cigarette. What is it with Anglos and cigarettes? I didn't want to go home and really wanted a closer connection and compared to Kyle; Jesse was a bit closer. I quietly waved "hi" to Jesse as I entered his yard and he loudly responded saying he was glad to see me, and I had to shush him as he was clearly drunk and didn't want my parents hearing my name. He stumbled into the house to get me a beer and clearly was pretty loaded. He came back out and gave me a beer and a joint and said he was glad I was there and reached in to give me a sloppy kiss that reeked of weed and alcohol. Not that I minded...it was a LOT like so many guys I've hooked up with. We chatted for a bit and while I tried to pour my heart out to him, he was too drunk to pick up on what I was putting down. I wanted someone to confide in and he was like so many of the drunk frat boys I hook up with...a lot of fun, but nothing deep. Finally, he took my hint, and we went into his bedroom where I pretty much drilled his ass like a maniac as he begged for it. It was clear he had been bred already, not that I cared. He was too drunk to fuck me, which bummed me out, and he was also getting too maudlin about wanting to be with me and things were going bad with him and his GF and selling his place back in Florida. I listened patiently, like a good friend should, and knew there was nothing I could do. We did some more weed and he seemed to chill. Part of me wanted to stay with him, but part of me wanted to get the fuck out of there. I hoped he'd be OK and told him I loved him (not a lie) and that I would see him tomorrow. As I slowly walked home, I was amazed on how people think gay men are drama queens, when so often it's the bi/straight boys who are the biggest and craziest drama queens!

Last weekend I went back to my favourite sex club in Paris. It's been a while that I went and I was in total top mode. During the two hours there I just needed to push my cock inside as many bare holes as possible. Around 15 holes were able to take my raw cock and 3 of them took my seed inside their guts. Towards the end of the evening I noticed a rather young Asian boy. He seemed very shy. He was slim fit form what it looked like. I'd guess early 20s. And he was dressed in black sports gear. While most people in the club were fully naked he was wearing black sneakers, shiny black shorts and a sports shirt. He was standing close to the darkroom and I noticed how he was watching two guys doing a rough mouth fuck. He seemed very shy. As he watched the guys doing their, he moved his hands discretely into his shorts to play with his cock. After a moment he started walking deeper into the darkroom. I couldn't see much but followed him, and also noticed how he ended up standing next to a guy I had bred earlier and who was exposing his ass to willing tops. I went on my knees in front of the shy Asian twink. Since he watched the mouthfucker earlier I wondered if he'd like to experience thay himself. As my face was in front of his crotch, he pulled down his shorts and exposed his cock. It was a very nice, decent size cock, fully shaved and rock hard. I started sucking him slowly but all the way. Touching his balls with my tongue as his cock was all the way inside my throat. He loved that treatment and started holding my head to take control and do the fuck movements using my throat. He started pulling out his cock from my mouth to slap his rock hard shaft in my face again and again then push it all the way in while holding my head in position. it felt so good being used by this boy and seeing how he changed from the shy boy into a dominant top who just had one goal to dump his seed inside a hole. At this stage the young and innocent looking boy in his sports gear needed some real fuck. He pulled out of my mouth, moved behind the guy next to us that was exposing his ass to anyone who needed it. He still had his shorts just pulled down as far to expose his cock. And then he rammed his bare cock inside this hole. I sensed from the beginning that he was hesitant to fuck bareback, afraid of the risk he exposes himself to. He was dressed versus all others naked, he just watched guys and discretely worked his cock in his shorts, then just getting his cock pleased through some very safe blow job and mouth fuck. But now he just havd one need which was to fuck and unload his seed inside a willing hole. He started fucking like a rabbit, holding the other guy's hips firmly to fuck his raw cock inside this cum dump, using him to milk his cock and ready to shoot his load deep inside. As I saw this young boy having lost all sense of being careful and controlling himself to just fuck his brains out, little did he know that the load that I had dumped earlier inside their hole was fully toxic as I was not on any meds for a while. This young innocent cock was fully exposed to my dirty seed that was trying to penetrate his raw cock with the only goal to infect him and remind him forever what it means to fuck anonymius holes in the darkroom of a sex club without ever putting on a rubber... I am very happy that working his boy cock with made mouth made him give in to his dark desires to fuck and unload inside an anonymous wet hole... And I am sure the next time he will just know what's best for his cock and forget about the foreplay but just fuck how we are all made to fuck by mother nature...

So recently visited the USA Florida it was a gorgeous place from the beaches to the bars. One night I ventured out and found a bar down a side street. I walked in sat down ordered a drink, it was busy fun and the locals loved my accent. I got chatting to a guy sat next to me and his older partner the young guy was good looking tall and slim but his partner buddy was a real bear of a man hair and seemed uninterested in my presence. we laughed and joked then the younger said he had to head out to meet some friends at a party and buddy didn’t want to go as he had work in the morning. I bid him goodbye and continued with my drink. Buddy started to talk he told me he had been to the uk and visited a bath house and loved it. We chatted for a while and my glass never seemed to empty he kept topping up my glass. We laughed and joked. I got up and headed for the bathroom, stumbling slightly it had been a good night. As I walked into the toilet I felt a strong arm around my waste and I was guided into a cubical. I was spun round my god he was strong I came face to face with buddy he kissed me pushing his younger deep into my mouth probing away he had me up against the wall of the cubical he stopped opened his shirt my god he was so hairy with pearced large nipples suck them he said before I could say a word he pulled me into his large chest. I sucked them as he pushed his hand down my jeans rubbing my cock through them, suddenly he unzipped and pulled out a hose pipe of a cock thick and full of vanes. He pushed me down on my knees and pushed his giant cock into my mouth. My god he fucked my face hard and fast I gagged my mouth at full stretch. He pulled out told me kiss it baby kiss it, I tickled it with my tongue flicking it around his huge hairy balls suddenly I was yanked to my feet jeans ripped open bent over he spat on his hand and rammed it into my cheeks pushing 4 fingers in straight away. He pulled a condom out of his pocket opened it unravelled it and threw it on the floor in front of me, we don’t want one of these do we before I could answer, he pushed his giant cock deep in my hole, I was split in two I felt my self ripping apart, he began to pump and pump me harder and harder hands yanking onto his cock deeper and deeper, thrusting harder and harder until he pushed forward so deep and suddenly he blew deep inside me, he pulled out patted me on the back and opened the door as he walked out he said next suddenly a skinny guy walked in cock in hand he was in me before I knew it thrusting fast as he could after the hose pipe cock I was gaping he came in seconds he walked out and said next 2 guys walked in scorpion tats closed the door one pushed his cock in my mouth the other in my arse my god I was loving it, all my fantasy’s coming true, these guys ducked me like I was their fuck doll, again and again one dropped his load then they swapped the other dropped his load and walked out. 3 hours pass and I have been done by every guy in the bar. I can barely walk but I head back to my hotel cum dripping out my crack I get into bed and left it all in their. I felt amazing

Went over to this daddy’s house tonight. He’s 60 and I’m 22. When I got there and he opened the door for me he took off all his clothes so I did the same. We spent a really long time making out and 69ing, he ate my ass so deep it felt amazing. Sticking his tongue in as far as goes while I had my ass pressed hard against his face. He has a really nice cock, really big it was hard to fit it all in my mouth. Luckily I never have a problem taking big cocks in my ass. He has a glory hole closet at his house and bred my ass in the dark room. First time I’ve ever fucked in a glory hole kind of set up

This morning by a big dicked ginger guy from Grindr. He hit me up whilst I was having my coffee first thing but wanted to use a condom. I was horny so I agreed. Got to his and sucked him for a while and then he ate my hole. He lubed me up and was using his fingers pretty hard and rough but it was hot. I went on top and started grinding my hole on his cock and I lined it up and sat down on it. He didn’t stop me to put a condom on and he pulled me down and pushed inside me. He fucked me for a good 10 minutes whist playing with my nipples which drives me wild. He then asked if I wanted him to pull out which I obviously said no. He shot deep and hard. I got dressed, thanked him and headed to the office.

But it's FAR less likely and the outcomes are far less severe. Vaccines save lives and in the case of MPX they save people from a buttload of pain. You are flat out wrong. The number of required shots did not change when they went to 1/5th dose administered right under the skin rather than into the fat layer. A study showed that the two methods yielded the same immune response. And the 5 dose vaccine from 50 years ago was a completely different vaccine than what's currently being administered. In fact it's 2 generations removed from that vaccine. The vaccine from 50 years ago required 5 shots (over many years). The current vaccine requires 2 shots.

One of the guys I work for loves to fuck me and I have to say I am addicted to his beer can cock. It gives the perfect amount of stretch to my hungry hole. It’s a farm so lots of places to step aside for some bareback fun. Sometimes we fuck in the barn but most of the time we step off into the trees. All I have to do is flash my travel size tub of Elbow Grease at him and he knows I want some dick. He has never turned me down. A few licks and he is ready to go. He just fucked me by the orchard and I still want more but I do have work to do. The funny part is every time he breeds me at work I am still on the clock.

I guess I missed where the drama comes in. It sounds like you have the perfect situation with both of them, but you're expecting more than either of them can offer. Hard to accept, and yeah, it would be a better world for you if they were on that same plane, but they're not, so you've got to accept it for what it is. If the heartache is too much for you, maybe you need to step away and find someone who is more emotionally available if that's what you need. I've had a lot of different kinds of fuck buds before - some who just want a straight up trouble free fuck, and some that want all the passion and emotion. One of my fuck buds and I came from very different worlds. We'd hook up, make some serious love to each other, tell each other we loved each other and then go back to living our very different lives. This went on for years. Did we wish it could be more? Yes. Did we accept we had the best we could in the current situation? We did. Neither of us regrets it and we both look back at that time with the best of memories. It was truly a 'better to have loved and lost than to never to have loved at all'. I say take it for what it is, enjoy what you can, and have some fond memories and good times to look back at. 😋

Last weekend, I was at a sauna and kept cruising a super-hot twink. He was about 20, 6'3, blonde, thin ... He ignored me, and I would have done the same if I were him. Then he wandered into the darkroom, maybe by accident. My towel was over my shoulder and I brushed my hard cock against his leg. He grabbed my cock (which is a decent size) and instantly bent over. I fucked him for a while and it was great, but someone had knocked over a bottle of poppers and I eventually needed some air. He immediately followed me out. His gorgeous eyes were practically begging me -- and he dragged me back into the darkroom. Damn I blew a big load in him! We would both have missed out on that awesome fuck if he hadn't wandered into the darkroom.

First off, Smallpox vaccines were a series of 5 shots. Many of us only got one or two of them. To pretend one shot 50 years ago will protect you is just silly. Doctors should be challenged when they make ignorant statements like that. I'd probably say "so can I sue you for pain and suffering when I get MPX after following your advice?" And your logic on COVID makes zero sense. You say the vaccine protects the person, but they can still infect others then say the vaccine checks at venues make no sense since they can still infect others. But if everyone in the venue is vaccinated (which you call protected), then how are they going to get infected? The point of the vaccine checks was two fold: 1) to keep vulnerable, unvaccinated people from putting themselves in dangerous situations, and 2) to strongly encourage vaccination. It achieved both of those goals. The fatality rate is 0.1% when you're vaxxed and boosted. It's 1.71% when you're unvaccinated. https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/how-to-compare-covid-deaths-for-vaccinated-and-unvaccinated-people/ If no one was vaccinated and no one social distanced and every one got COVID eventually, then it would mean 5.6 million people in the US would die. Right now only 1.05 million have died. A million is far too high a number. But it sounds like you're advocating for something that would kill an additional 4 1/2 million people. Advocating policies that lead to mass death is not allowed on this site. Be very careful what you say in the future or you will get an infraction and a ban for advocating harm to real people.

Surprise Chapter! I hadn't intended to write this, but I sat down today and wrote from Jay's perspective, giving you a bit of a window into his twisted mind. It covers his two chapters and leaves off with a clearer picture of his "status" in life moving forward. Hope you enjoy. Part 14: Jay's Twisted MInd Since I was a teenager I knew I liked to fuck. Having religious parents meant conversations about sex revolved around one common theme: DON’T DO IT. I knew my brothers were sticking to this rule, but I had had no intention of doing so. At fifteen I lost my virginity, fucking a girl down the street while her parents were out of town. I even used the condoms I found in her dad’s bedside table drawer. The man had good taste in condoms. Fucked her three times that night. I never replaced the condoms, wondering if her dad would suspect someone had deflowered his precious angel. God, my brothers had no clue what they were missing. They were too happy with their right hands while I had the real thing. Over the years, I found more pussy to shove my dick inside, quickly experiencing as much depravity as I could. All I wanted was sex, whether one night stands, app hookups, or anonymous fucks. Sex was sex. My parents didn’t like the fact that I left religion behind and decided to live my own life. Fuck them, I thought. I didn’t need their permission. I wasn’t like Will or Zack. I made my own choices and decided for myself where my dick spent each night. Sure, this created a bit of a break between me and my family, but that was their problem. I was living my life, one orgy at a time. It didn’t take long after I went out on my own to discover something about myself: I’m a twisted fucker. I was the type of guy parents worried their daughters would bring home. I liked rough sex, hearing a woman scream out as my fat dick filled her pussy, threatening to tear her in two. I liked it when they scratched my back, holding onto me for dear life. I owned practically ever sex toy made, including a few dildos. I could go for hours, especially once I stopped using condoms. I didn’t always pull out either. I guess I always assumed whatever woman I was fucking was on the pill or a had a plan in place should my swimmers prove powerful. For all I knew, I had kids I didn’t know about. Do I sound like an asshole? Maybe? Did I have a good time? Fuck yes. Needless to say, I had dreaded returning home for my dad’s farewell sermon. He and I never saw eye-to-eye. Plus, I didn’t want to see my brothers. Zack was the perfect son and Will was modelled after our dad, becoming a pastor just like he was. I was the fuck up, and they always made sure that I knew it. I had prepared myself for a hellish week. When I found out I had to room with Will, I knew I was being punished. Clearly my bedroom wasn't going to see any action over the next few days. Fuck, was I wrong. Maybe that’s why I had been so eager when I saw Will's car at the adult book store. I knew it was his car, and once the employee confirmed that Will had indeed come inside, I had been over the moon. Finally, I wasn’t the major disappointment. I was excited to throw him under the bus for a change. “And you’re sure this is him?” I had asked. “I’m sure,” the employee said, looking at the picture on my phone. “He was over in that section briefly.” I looked over to where the man was pointing, noticing the titles. “But that’s gay porn,” I said. “That’s what he was looking at,” the man told me. I tried to understand what I was being told. Will, the son who was following in our father’s holy footsteps, the brother I was sharing a room with, the youngest of the three of us, was secretly gay? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The employee had told me that he had gone back into one of the booths. This is my time to expose him, I thought, eagerly making my way to the booths. Only one was occupied. I thought of pounding on the door, scaring him, even recording a video to show our parents, but something stopped me. The voice in my head which told me to fuck harder, to fuck as much pussy as possible, to take risks, directed me a different way instead. I popped into the booth next to his and waited, my eyes finding the gloryhole immediately. The twisted fucker inside of me did the thinking as I pulled down my pants and pushed my dick through the hole, waiting to see what would happen. It was only when I realized fully what I was doing, seeing my reflection in the blank television screen, that I felt a warm mouth engulf my dick, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I nearly cried out but stopped myself, not wanting to be exposed. Was I really doing this? Was I really letting my little brother suck my dick? Was I this twisted of a man, wanting to feel my brother’s mouth on my cock, his tongue lapping up my precum? Hell yeah, I thought. “I’m… gonna… cum…” I moaned, unable to stay quiet. My orgasm shook my body, legs growing weak as I experienced the best blowjob of my life. “Fuck, man,” I said, pulling my dick back through the hole, momentarily forgetting who was on the other side. “Thanks, dude. That felt fucking great.” As soon as I had regained control of myself, I realized I had to run before Will saw me. I darted out of the booth and out of the store, driving as quickly as I could. What the fuck did I just do? Had I seriously just had my own brother suck my dick and swallow my cum? And had it been the hottest experience of my life? I tried to keep cool throughout dinner, hoping I hadn’t given myself away. Will gave me harsh glances, but that was nothing new. It wasn’t until we got ready for bed and I made fun of his pajamas that everything fell apart. “I don’t need to tell you just how much the ladies just love a thick cock,” I told him, showing off. I wondered if Will recognized my dick, knowing it was the same one he had swallowed only hours before. “Oh, that’s right. You don’t know. You’re the last virgin in the house. Maybe on the planet. Well, let me tell you, they love it.” “I don’t care, Jay.” “They love it when I shove my thick dick into their tight pussies. I’m too much of a man for most of them. When it comes to their mouths, forget it. I break jaws.” “I said, that’s enough.” “Fine,” I said, getting hard off the attention. “Jealousy is an ugly thing.” “Why would I be jealous of a dick that’s smaller than mine?” Will asked. In that moment, I knew I had him. His armor was breaking. I was going to expose him, even if only for my own benefit. I kept pushing, making him mad, saying things I knew would not only get him upset but also horny. He played right into my hand. Even seeing that he had a bigger dick than my own didn't stop me from enjoying every second of our battle. “Why were you at the adult video store today?” I asked him. From that point, I had him. I knew I could blackmail him if I wanted to, but that wasn’t my goal. The deviant voice was turning my thoughts in a direction I had never considered before. Sure, I was able to get all the pussy I wanted, but, as I stood before my brother, both of us with our dicks hard, I found myself wanting only one thing: him. I thought it wouldn’t take much convincing to get him inside me. Yes, I wanted him inside me. Seeing his huge dick awoke inside me a hunger I assumed women felt when they saw my cock. I had never been afraid of trying new things, and this felt as if it would be the ultimate sexual experience. Little did I know how ultimate it was about to get. “Does that mean what I think it means?” I asked, looking at the tattoo on Will’s chest. “I’m poz,” he said. This was a turn I hadn’t expected. “How long?” “A few weeks. Almost two months.” Never had I imagined Will doing something so crazy, so risky, so… hot. I knew in that moment that I should have been afraid, wanting to call the whole thing off, but I found myself only wanting him more. I needed him inside me one way or another. I knew then that this was the next level of my journey. Seeing my brother, the picture of a sexual deviant, I knew who I had to become. One way or another, I was determined to get my way. ### “I’m gunna cum,” Will moaned, his sweat dripping onto my body. We'd fucked almost every night, several times each night. It was the hottest sex I'd ever had, proving the men in our family were good fuckers. “Do it,” I said, smiling, knowing what was about to happen. Since Will would only fuck me with a condom on, I had been forced to get creative. I had lulled him into a sense of security, willingly giving him my ass. All I had to do was wait for the right time. I hid the condoms I had left, condoms I only had if a bitch made me wear one and I was desperate, and traded them out for new and “improved” condoms I knew I’d prefer. All it took was a few jabs from a needle and I was set. I was so fucking horny knowing that my poz brother was fuckin me full of his toxic cum, and he didn’t even know it. I could feel his cum shooting into me, a new sensation of warmth spreading throughout my body. “Shit,” Will said, looking down at something I couldn’t see, his orgasm glow vanishing. “Oh, fuck. Shit. SHIT!” “Be quiet,” I hissed, already feeling the burn of his cum in the scratches I had made at the start of our fucking. It really was too easy. “You’re going to wake everyone up.” “Jay,” he said, standing up and showing me his dick. “The condom broke. It broke, and I didn’t know, and I… I just… I just came inside you.” I reached down and felt my hole, loving the feeling of being used. “Yeah. Feels like you did.” I continued to shove his escaping cum back inside my swollen lips as he freaked out over the blood and the cum and the condoms. “I wasn’t going to pay a ton of money for condoms I was going to poke holes in,” I said. He stared at me, his fear fading to confusion. “What?” “I poked holes in the condom,” I told him. “I used one of Mom’s needles.” I loved the look on his face. “Why would you do that?” “So it would break.” “Why would you want it to break?” Revealing to Will how fucked up of a person I was felt like one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. I had always known that I was twisted, but admitting to someone else, especially someone so close to me, got me hard. Even with the look of horror on his face, I found myself turned on knowing that his toxic cum was swimming inside me. I had never imagined myself going this extreme, but it had felt right. It felt like the natural progression of my journey. “What if you get sick?” he asked me. I shrugged. “That’s a part of the risk,” I said. “If I do, then I’ll have a part of you as a part of me forever. Seems like a cool thing for brothers.” We didn’t speak for the rest of the night. By the time I woke up, Will was already out of the room. “Mom, where’s Will?” I asked. “Went for a run,” she said. I went back to our room and packed up my things, knowing I needed to give him some space. I didn’t want to push him further and risk exposing us both. Clearly, in his mind, I had gone too far. For myself, I knew I had only just started out on a new path. “Leaving already?” my mom asked, though there was a hint in her voice that showed she was relieved. “Got to get back to work,” I told her. “Mom, let Will know that I’m glad we were able to get closer the past few days. I hope he and I can get together and do it again soon.” ### “Fuck,” I moaned, my hands holding my legs up as Alan slammed his dick inside my hole. When I got back home, I started looking up the best places to cruise for dick, specifically poz dick. For now, I was done with pussy. Maybe I’d return, but, for now, all I wanted was for someone to fill me up. I met Alan at a local park where men met at night to fuck in the woods. I’d fucked in public settings before, but this felt different. Our eyes met instantly, both of us watching as two men shoved their dicks inside a twink’s stretched hole. Alan nodded his head to a section of the park which was unused, and I followed after him. The second we were alone, I pulled my pants down and turned around, showing him my ass. “Eager, aren’t you,” he said. Alan looked to be about forty, his gray hair stretching down to his face in a well-kept beard. Though his hair showed his age, his body didn’t. He was thinner than me, but showed muscle. I instantly got hard. “Know what this means?” he asked, lifting up his shirt and revealing a biohazard tattoo on his stomach. I smiled. “Means I’m in for a good fuck,” I said, spreading my cheeks. Alan smiled. “Yes you are,” he said, shoving a finger inside my ass and tearing me open again. More than a week later, and we were still fucking just as hard as we had that night. “Fuck, you’re huge,” I told him. Clearly, having Alan fuck me every night wasn’t stretching me out as much as I would have expected. “The biggest you’ve had?” he asked, winking at me. “No,” I told him. “My brother’s dick is bigger.” He smiled at me. “Fuck, that’s hot.” I looked at the biohazard tattoo on his stomach and watched as it moved with each thrust, his sweat dripping down his body. “No. That’s fucking hot.” ### Sunday morning came, and I woke up sweating profusely, a horrible headache splitting my head. I felt sick, as if I had gotten the worst flu I had ever experienced. I smiled. I didn’t know if it had been Will or Alan, but I didn’t care. The risk had been fun. Now, I just had to ride this out and reap the rewards on the other side. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Wasn't sure how to get Jay back into the story this soon, so I thought this would work for the time being. Jay is considerably more twisted than Will, and his chapter shows that. I don't see Alan sticking around, but maybe someone else will catch Jay's eye in the future...

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 4 Josh got on his knees, acting as fluffier to the rest of the guys while his Dad bred the faggot. He was jealous, but he knew this wasn’t about him. All he had to do was ask and Mike would breed his cunt. Besides, he wanted to watch Matt fuck Adam again. Josh loved watching his sexy brother fuck anyone, but especially little pigs like Adam that he brought home from the beach. The others were arrayed in front of Josh so he could take turns sucking their dicks, while they waited for Mike to breed the cumdump. Ben really got into fucking Josh’s face, grabbing him by the ears and holding the sexy blonde’s mouth all the way to the root, listening to his boyfriend gag got Ben even harder. Ben leaned down and whispered in his lover’s ear “You want my cock you little whore? You really want your Dad to fuck you don’t you, faggot. I know.” Josh just moaned louder while he face was roughly fucked. After Ben let him up for air, Dan grabbed him by his hair and said “breathe, cunt,” then shoved his fat cock all the way into Josh’s that. The guys were all hard again, and using Josh’s face hole to keep their cocks lubed up so they could take another turn breeding the beach whore. Josh could hear the dirty talk by his father (oh how many times he’d heard that sexy voice in his ear asking if he wanted Daddy’s load) and Adam. “Come on boy, tell me how much you want my cock, you little faggot.” Adam just moaned and begged without really forming words. His brain was scrambled by the drugs and the raping his hole was getting. Mike fully intended that his cunt was going to be dripping loads by the time they were done with him. He stopped whispering and slapped Adam across the face, hard, knocking him out of his drug and cock induced stupor. “Tell me what you want, faggot! I wanna hear it, or no more cock for you.” Adam moaned as Mike’s cock was quickly removed from his hole, and he got his wits about him from the slap. “Please sir! I need your load, sir! Please breed me, Daddy! My pussy needs to be used by real men! I want you all to rape your loads into my cunt and turn it into a gaping hole. Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaase.” The last word turned into a moan as Mike shoved his cock back inside the fag’s hole. “That’s better faggot. You want this load of Daddy jizz?” “Fuck yes, sir! Please give me all your loads. I can’t get enough cock in my hole.” Deep in Adam’s brain he briefly wondered where all of these dirty thoughts were coming from, then the drugs took over again and simply screamed “COCK” in his brain, obliterating any other thoughts or concepts. Mike sped up and dumped another load in the fag a few minutes later, holding his cock all the way inside the gaping cumdump while he loaded it up with Daddy jizz. When he was finished, he grabbed Adam’s face in his hand and spat right between his eyes, the loogie dripping down the side of the boy’s nose and into his eye. Adam just moaned louder and managed to form a few words. “Thank you Daddy! Thank you for breeding my pussy!” Mike laughed and pulled his cock out of the hole, which caused it to drip fresh jizz all down the boy’s furry taint, moving up toward the boy’s face so it could be cleaned off properly. He reached up and scooped up the rest of the spittle and pushed it into Adam’s mouth which made the boy moan loudly again. After Mike, Dan and Brian each took a turn mounting the greedy little fuck pig. Every time a cock was removed from his gaping cunt, he would whimper like a puppy that had been kicked. But that whimper was quickly replaced by long, deep, guttural moans begging the owner of the cock to rape him. and dumped loads in his pussy. Each one fucked the boy hard, using his cunt just as intended, as a fucking fag hole. Then it was Ben’s turn. He pulled his cock out of Josh’s gaping mouth and hopped up on the bed. Adam’s cock was so well fucked that it wasn’t even closing. Adam didn’t know this, but Ben was one of those guys who could piss while his cock was completely hard. Ben got an evil grin on his face and rested his cock head at Adam’s gaping hole and spat in his face again. “Hey faggot. You want something more than cum? You want a load of piss in your pussy?” The other guys all laughed, they’d seen Ben do this party trick before, and bottom boys always loved it, especially when they’d been partying. Adam just moaned some more and they all laughed. “I’m gonna take that as a yes, fag boy.” He shut his eyes and concentrated and in a few seconds piss started to flow out of his cock head and into Adam’s gaping cunt. He quickly slid the whole cock inside the boy and held it there while he unloaded a large load of chem piss inside Adam’s hole. The boy moaned as he felt his ass expand with the load of piss, then he suddenly stopped moaning as he felt the chems in the piss shoot him higher then he’d ever been. Ben just spat in his face again and said “how’s it feel to be a real man’s urinal, fag boy?” Adam paused, his brain a scramble of chems and lust and said “Warm. Really warm.” They all laughed at his reaction and Ben grabbed Adam and picked him up while his dick was inside Adam’s cunt. “Come on, pig you’re not making any more of a mess of my bed.” He put his arms around Adam’s back and walked into the bathroom with a little bit of piss dripping down both of their legs. Ben quickly pulled Adam off his cock and laid him down in the bathtub, with his ass in the air and said “don’t move, boy. Let all that piss get absorbed into your cunt. Hey guys, come in here and use the urinal.” The rest of them laughed and trooped into the bathroom one by one, each one of them pissed all over Adam while he knelt in the tub with his ass in the air. Mike and Matt both shoved their cocks into his gaping hole and filled him with more piss. So much so that when Matt was done, the piss was streaming all over Adam’s body. Matt just slapped his ass and said “OK, fag, let it all out now. We’re gonna clean you off a little so you don’t smell quite so much like the john at the beach.” Both Mike and Matt’s piss loads got Adam even higher and he couldn’t focus his eyes or really speak. Matt grabbed him under the arms and bent him at the waist so he could let the piss out of his hole, shoving his cock in the boy’s mouth to keep him preoccupied. Once his hole was drained of piss, Matt turned the shower on cold which woke Adam from his drug stupor with the sudden blast of cold water. “Wash your filthy cumdump boy. But don’t let any of that cum out of your hole. Adam quickly rinsed off and Matt threw a towel at him and said “come back in the bedroom, we’re not done with you yet.” Adam went back I the bedroom and Mike and his pig buddies were getting dressed. Mike walked over and grabbed the still disoriented Adam and pulled him in for a deep kiss, slipping his hand behind to play with Adam’s cunt. He growled in Adam’s ear and whispered “I can’t wait to see how many loads you can take tonight. Matt, Ben and Josh are pigs. Hope you can keep up.” Then he smiled and spat in Adam’s face again, grabbing the spittle and pushing it into the boy’s mouth, which elicited a moan from Adam. As he was leaving the bedroom, Mike said “call me later Matt…..wanna see if you’re still using this whore. I’ll want sloppy 30ths later on.” They all laughed and Matt replied “I’m sure we will be, Dad. He’s spun as fuck and seems to need more breedings, don’t you faggot?” Adam grinned and just said “yes, sir!” Josh and Ben were making out on the bed and Matt pushed Adam onto the bed on his back and lifted his furry legs in the air. He whispered in Adam’s ear “You ready for another surfer boy load, faggot? You want my fucking babies inside you knocking up your hole?” Adam had reverted back to just moaning and incoherently begging for cock. The words might’ve been “please fuck me harder” but they sounded like gibberish. Matt mounted Adam’s cunt and quickly slid his rod back inside. The boy’s hole was juicy, and dripping with all of the cum and piss loads he’d been given so far. Matt could barely feel the sides, so he didn’t hesitate. He just slid his entire long, thick uncut dick all the way inside the boy with one push. Adam didn’t even notice, he just kept moaning while Josh kept his mouth full of cock. Josh was making out with Ben while Adam kept his cock hard with his fag mouth. Matt slowly fucked Adam pinching his tits and playing with his nuts as he slowly fucked the boy’s cunt. After a few minutes of fucking he suddenly got an idea. “Hey Josh. What say we take this fag to the baths? I think he needs to get spun again and take some more cocks.” Josh and Ben laughed and said “fuck yeah.” It was getting to be early evening and it was Friday night after all. There would be some good after work married loads for the boy to take in his pussy. “Go grab the plug. The big one. Let’s plug this faggot and show him a real good time.” He slowly pulled his cock out of Adam’s hole and left his ass in the air so that none of the precious sperm would drip out. Josh scampered back into the room, licking the large black butt plug. “This the one you want, big brother?” Ben just rolled his eyes. At the beginning, competing with Matt was difficult, but he quickly figured out where he fit into this twisted pig family, and it made him and his cock very happy. Matt laughed and grabbed it from his brother’s hand, pulling his face in to give him a deep kiss. “That’s the one baby brother. You want to do the honors?” “Of course I do.” With that he slipped his fingers into Adam’s hole, pulling out some of the semen that was there so he could lube up the plug. Then he quickly grabbed the plug and shoved the whole thing in Adam’s hole, causing the fag to yelp loudly. He was still pretty out of it, and didn’t entirely know what was going on, but his ass felt full so as soon as he got used to it, he just sighed and said “FUCK ME.” Ben, Josh and Matt all laughed again and helped Adam up and out of the bed. They all took turns taking a quick shower to get rid of all the sweat and piss, then slipped jocks and gym shorts on and went out to Matt’s van for the ride to the baths. Ben and Matt sat up front while Adam and Josh laid in the back on the mattress, surrounded by Matt’s board, wet suit and other gear, with Adam nursing on Josh’s cock while Josh played with the plug in his hole. “You are gonna fucking love the baths, faggot. You ever been before?” Adam was so high, he still couldn’t form words but he nodded no. “Your cunt’s gonna love it.” Then he kissed Adam deeply while Matt and Ben drove on to take Adam’s cumdump to the next level.

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?**

lol. There's been a few threads on BZ about the 'second ring,' i've even posted anatomical pictures so guys can see the sigmoid curve that is interpreted as a "second hole." i'm a total bottom, but obviously this is a thing for Tops, and something enough Tops feel to want get there and 'open' it. It's totally real, just different from what ones cock might perceive. It's not a second hole but a bend in the hole a Top is fucking. A bottoms fuck hole is a malleable, flexible tube made of flesh, muscle, nerve endings, etc. When a cock hits that bend, since it is flexible, the Top is using His cock to straighten the bottoms fuck "tube" to accommodate His cock. Which, to my way of thinking is every bit as hot as opening a second hole. A hard cock is basically bending the bottoms hole to gain deeper access for breeding, and i imagine when His cock hits that bend it adds a feeling of more squeeze and friction to the tip of HIs cock. It's fucking hot and real, just not a second hole technically, but a bend in the bottoms cock home hallway 😉

Darkrooms (and anon sex in general) seem to give more guys more confidence .. as well as hunger for sex .. whether top btm or vers 😎

Hi guys - I am glad this story resurfaced- I did have the next few chapters planned out - life just got busy and I lost track of it - I will see if I can find the rough drafts and finish them and get them posted

Chapter 7: Confessions Markus sat with a smile on his face, remembering the pleasure of hearing Andrew’s voice again, and grateful that he had apparently calmed Andrew down and drawn the sting of his fears. He also felt deeply moved. Nothing Andrew had said or done before had equalled that moment when he cried aloud in sheer relief on realizing that Markus still loved him. Markus resolved to treasure that memory for any bleak day in the future when he might begin to wonder if Andrew still cared for him. All of that, on the other hand, just made him feel worse still about the strange feelings that were attracting him to Henrik. He desperately wanted to tell Andrew the truth, but he couldn’t figure out a way to do it without pouring gasoline on the flames of Andrew’s already fragile trust in this marriage. In the end, he supposed he would be forced to give up his romantic attraction to Henrik as an impossible fantasy and turn his energy back to rebuilding his marriage in every way he could. Damn it, he thought, why did this have to happen when I’m already happily married and still in love with my husband? Eventually, he saw the time, got up, and walked into the bedroom, noting Henrik already lying under a heap of covers, and well over on his side of the bed. He sighed, sat down on his own side, and started taking off his clothes. Just as he lay down and pulled up the sheet, he heard a rustling noise and saw Henrik, rolling over to face him with a curious gaze. Markus sighed again. “I suppose you want to know how all that went.” “Only if you want to talk about it, Markus.” Markus thought for a minute, and then gave a shortened, simplified report. “Tommy told me that I should really talk to Andrew myself. He was right. Nothing else would have calmed Andrew down. I realized that when I heard how excited he got when I called him. We didn’t talk long, but he’s feeling a lot better now.” “That’s good,” Henrik said, but the words lacked the ring of conviction. “You don’t think so?” Markus picked up the note of hesitation right away. “Sorry. No, just tired, that’s all. I guess I really need to get some sleep.” With that, Henrik rolled on his side again, facing away from Markus. Markus shrugged, rolled the opposite way, and soon the sound of two men breathing slowly and evenly filled the room as they both slept. Andrew, too, slept peacefully, drifting off amid pleasant memories of wonderful times he had shared with Markus through the years. In his dreams, he then found himself with Markus, strolling hand-in-hand together on the beach at Bahía de la Paz in Alcantara. In the distance, near the hotel, he could see a lone man lying on the sand, wearing a blue speedo, and soaking up the sun. Markus pointed that way and said, “There he is.” At first, he’d thought it might be one of their uncles, but as they drew closer, he saw that this man was a blond-haired and much younger guy and looked like a real stud. Andrew felt sure in the dream that he should know this man, but his face refused to come clear – as if it were a photo which had been deliberately blurred. Then the vision shifted, dissolving momentarily into fog before reforming clearly. Now they were soaking in the hot tub on his uncle’s terrace, and Uncle Tommy was in the water with them. Markus asked, “Where is he?” and Tommy replied, “He’ll be out in a minute.” The sliding glass door from the living room slid open and another man started coming out, but before Andrew could make out who it was, he woke up. He lay awake a little while, wondering why he was dreaming about another man. Plainly, it couldn’t be his Uncle Rich as the three of them were all appearing in the dream at their current ages. It seemed odd, but he hadn’t felt that there was any tension between him and Markus over this mysterious stranger in the dream. The entire vision had felt positive and reassuring, not disruptive. Musing thus, he fell asleep again, and passed the rest of the night in a peaceful slumber with no further dreams – or, at least, none that he recalled in the morning. The next morning, Andrew found that his positive mood from last night’s phone call had held strong through the night. The strange dream he filed away in a corner of his mind, unable to make anything clear out of it. When he got to work that day, all his coworkers noticed at once how bright and chipper he appeared, the old Andrew which they remembered from before the accident. Markus was feeling better too. Having followed Tommy’s wise advice, he too was finding that the dam had broken and that he was feeling much more positive about his prospects going forward. Tommy’s suggestion that he get on with his life and worry about the rest of the pieces falling into place later now seemed remarkably on target. He resolved to do just that, as soon as he finished writing the segment of the journal which now occupied him, a segment connected with the fragmentary memories of his years with Andrew, and what pointers those memories now offered him as he moved on. Henrik sensed the new peace in Markus as soon as he had gotten up and had some coffee. That made him happier, too, because it gave him hope that he might soon get his apartment back, and that the torture of treating the one husband in physiotherapy while simultaneously pining hopelessly for the other one would soon be over. What Henrik wasn’t happy about was the realization that his friendship with these two men would also have to come to an end. He hadn’t told Andrew and Markus exactly what had happened to him a few months earlier and he didn’t intend to share it. Suffice it to say that he had finally struggled clear of a clinging relationship with a narcissistic, praise-hungry young guy who could never feel secure about anything no matter how often and forcefully Henrik affirmed it. His ex might have been sexy and muscular with a good big cock, but the size of his ego and insecurities overwhelmed any physical attraction. When he finally realized Henrik was serious about leaving, he threatened to kill himself if Henrik actually left. Henrik went, and his ex tried to make good on his threat (unsuccessfully) – and Henrik had been feeling guilty ever since. Having a friendship with Andrew and Markus beyond the strict limits of his professional duty had done Henrik far more good than he’d ever anticipated. As the week went on, he found himself thinking more and more often that he didn’t want to burn his bridges with his friends, even if it meant he was going to have to go on hiding his true feelings for Andrew. On Friday, Henrik surprised Markus with the announcement that this would be his final physiotherapy session since Dr. Peterson had confirmed that Markus had met or exceeded target ranges for mobility and function in all key areas required to qualify as a complete recovery. Henrik expected Markus to be happy at this news, and the quiet, subdued response he got surprised him. “Well, I guess that’s that, then.” “What do you mean, Markus?” “I mean, I guess we won’t see you anymore.” “Is it that important to you?” “Henrik, you’ve become a good and valued friend these last few months – and I’m sure Andrew would say the same thing if he were. It goes much further than just the therapy. Or no. What I should really say is that the therapy you’ve given us both has gone far beyond anything in your purely professional role.” “Meaning the sex, I suppose.” “It was damn hot, you can’t deny that!” Henrik laughed slightly at that. “But I was actually thinking of how much your friendship has smoothed our way through this stressful time in our lives. Which is why I have to tell you this now. Look, Henrik, this is getting scary, but I’m going to put all my cards on the table. You know how much Andrew and I love each other, and that’s not changing. But now I’m finding myself falling in love with you as well as with Andrew. I don’t know what that’s all about, I have no idea how or why it happened, but there it is.” Henrik had fallen silent. His eyes grew big and round, like saucers, and his mouth gaped open, but no sound came out. Plainly, he had neither suspected nor anticipated this announcement. Markus went on. “I don’t blame you for being surprised. How do you think I feel? I can’t make any sense of it at all, and I sure as hell have no idea how I can possibly explain this to Andrew. All I know for sure is, I love you too, and I don’t want to lose you.” Henrik sighed deeply, as he struggled to find the right words. “Wow… Markus, you really floored me. I did not see that coming at all. Maybe I should have, but….” His voice trailed off into silence. “Henrik? Are you mad at me or anything?” “No. Just confused and puzzled, much the same way you are, I would guess. But you’ve been honest with me, and you deserve the same in return. Markus, I don’t share the same feelings towards you, and that’s not because you’re not a great guy and a good friend – you are. And on that level, I don’t want to lose you either. But romantic love – not really. There’s no sense in it at all. Remember the old saying: ‘The heart has its reasons, which reason can’t understand.’” “I know.” “Well, that’s all the explanation I can give for the fact that I don’t have romantic feelings towards you – but I definitely feel that way about Andrew.” Now it was Markus’ turn to look completely astounded. He did a very creditable imitation of Henrik’s big round eyes and open mouth a moment earlier. They stared at each other in silence for at least a minute, maybe two. Finally, Markus spoke. “Holy shit, what a mess this is!” Henrik replied, “You got that fucking right.” Suddenly, the ice cracked and the two of them began laughing, laughing, laughing as if they’d never laughed before and could never stop themselves now that they’d begun. Each time one of them paused to draw breath, and tried to quiet down, he’d look at the other’s face and that would set him off all over again. Eventually, they slowly quieted down as they simply ran out of energy and air. Then they sat there, looking at each other as if seeing each other for the first time, seeing each other with completely different eyes. Markus was the first to break the silence again. “So now what do we do?” Henrik pondered for a moment. “Well, for sure I need to come to your condo and pick up the therapy table that’s been sitting there unused ever since you landed yourself on me. And since we’re going there anyway, we’ll have to tell Andrew that your physiotherapy is officially completed.” Markus intervened. “And since we’re going that far, we might as well drop the other shoe and tell him everything we’ve just told each other. We’re going to have to do it. He’s very sensitive to atmosphere, so he’s going to be able to feel right away that something weird has happened.” “Do you want to try to get there before he comes home from work?” “Yes. Although, these days, his schedule has become so freewheeling that I have no way of guessing if he’s doing a full day, a half day, working from home, or just going out for one or two key appointments. I’m going to guess a full day, which means we have about 90 minutes to get there ahead of him.” “Well, let’s get this show on the road.” *************** An hour later, Andrew was walking home from the bus stop. He’d had to go all the way out to Surrey to see a new client, but it had been a worthwhile meeting, and the commissions he’d earned from the deal would cover the travel cost several thousand times over. It made for a long afternoon, but at least he now had a quiet weekend to look forward to, and he planned to relax and unwind, now that he actually felt able to unwind for the first time in all the long months since the accident. As he walked up the street, he was remembering another day when he’d walked home and straight into a huge shock – the letter. He hoped no such shock was waiting for him again this time. Hope springs eternal. He rode up in the elevator, opened the door of the condo – and was greeted by the smiling face of Markus, leaning on the corner of the kitchen counter. Andrew froze for one split second, then he raced into his husband’s open arms, laughing and crying and yelling all at once. “Markus! Markus!!! Ohmygod, Markus!!!!!” In a moment, their arms were wrapped around each other while they hugged and cried and kissed nonstop. On the sofa, Henrik sat with the folded massage table next to him, watching the show with ironic interest. While he watched, the show rapidly became more interesting, as the kissing grew more intense, and the hands began roaming to some rather sensitive areas. When the buttons began coming undone, Henrik cleared his throat. Andrew and Markus sprang apart, presenting a dishevelled, partially undone appearance to Henrik’s sardonic gaze. “This kind of behaviour is rather inconsiderate in front of the third wheel.” Andrew grinned at him. “Who told you that you had to be the third wheel? Get over here.” Henrik laughed. “Well, since you asked so nicely….” In moments the three of them were all entangled with each other, with buttons popping and shirts flying all over the place. Then it was shoes pulling loose, trousers dropping, underwear sliding off, until three happy men with three proud boners leading the way headed off to the master bedroom. In seconds they were all lying on the bed in a triangle formation, with Andrew sucking Markus, while Markus licked at Henrik’s beautiful cock, and Henrik had his mouth wrapped around Andrew’s erect pole. The room filled with the sounds of moaning male voices as three mouths performed their magic on three hard dicks, the pace of the moaning rising in sync with the pace of the sucking. Andrew pulled off for a moment and commented, “Damn, Henrik, you’re really good at sucking my cock like you mean it!” Henrik replied with a congenial pat on Andrew’s ass and kept right on slurping away at his tool, so Andrew dived right back down onto Markus and resumed the mouth suction. At the same time, he began poking and prodding at that beautiful ass which he had missed so badly for the last week. In no time, Markus opened right up and let Andrew’s finger slide into him while at the same time not missing a beat on Henrik’s hard dick. All three of them were now leaking pre-cum into each other’s mouths, and it was obvious from the tone of their sound effects that they were all going to cum soon into each other’s busy mouths. Andrew wanted to make sure Markus came first, so he redoubled both the mouth and the finger action. Suddenly, Markus pulled off Henrik’s cock and yelled, “Ohmigod!” as his cock convulsed and exploded into Andrew’s mouth, the busy finger inside his ass driving him to a frantic orgasm such as he’d rarely had from a blowjob. Henrik grabbed his cock and began beating it, but Markus quickly recovered and said, “No!” and swallowed it again. In just a few more seconds, Henrik blew a huge squirt of cum into Markus’ mouth just as he went all the way to the bottom on Andrew, who blew his first big shot right down into Henrik’s throat. After the first explosions ended, they all pulled off and joined in a three-way kiss, exchanging all the cum with each other in a giant snowball, more than enough to go around. Once they’d thoroughly mixed and swallowed all that cum, the three of them flopped down onto the bed, side by side. Markus rested his head on Andrew’s chest while Henrik, on the other side, stroked Andrew’s thigh muscles gently with his hand. It didn’t take long before Henrik’s dick began stiffening up for more action. When he felt himself getting hard and aroused again, he shifted his hand from Andrew’s leg to his cock, which also responded quickly. Markus didn’t clue in right away, but when Henrik rolled over on top of Andrew, he certainly felt Henrik’s pec bumping against his head. Markus lifted his head and opened his eyes, just in time to see Henrik plunge his mouth down onto Andrew’s mouth and start making out. Further down, their now-rigid cocks were duelling with each other between their ab muscles. Markus backed off a bit, and lay on his side, enjoying the sight of the two men he loved getting it on together with so much energy. Their hands were all over each other’s bodies, touching and squeezing and stroking. Henrik slid his hand in between their thighs and down into the gap to stroke Andrew’s taint, making Andrew moan loudly and shiver with the sensation. Then his finger dropped even lower, seeking the hole which he so badly wanted to enter and breed. As Henrik began finger-fucking him, Andrew almost automatically lifted his legs up in the air, pulling them back on either side of Henrik until they were over his shoulders. Henrik then slid down the bed, and let his tongue follow his finger, down Andrew’s taint and then into his ass. Markus watched in delight as Henrik made love to his man’s ass, fingers and tongue sliding in and rotating around, flexing and twisting, loosening the hole, while Andrew’s entire body twisted around on the bed as he groaned in ecstasy from the skilful manipulation of his ass. It was time. Henrik rose up on his knees and moved forward again, placing his cock right at the entrance and then slowly bearing down. It took only a moment, and the head of his dick popped inside Andrew’s tight butt. Then he kept the pressure on until he slowly sank all the way inside and came to rest with his hips against Andrew’s cheeks, and his mouth reaching for Andrew’s mouth to start kissing him again. The whole scene was an incredible turn-on for Markus, as he watched these two men in the throes of a deep and meaningful sexual encounter. He gazed in awe as Henrik slowly pumped his cock out of Andrew’s body and then back in. He watched the play of the back and ass muscles as Henrik slowly worked Andrew over, rising and falling in a hypnotic rhythm, while they kept steadily kissing and swapping tongue. Now Markus moved. Rising to his knees, which could now both carry his weight, he moved over until he could rest his hand on Henrik’s firm, round ass, and help him fuck Andrew by pushing down on each stroke. In a flash of insight, Markus realized exactly what Henrik was doing, and wondered if Andrew sensed as well that this sex session had shifted gears, and that Henrik was now making love to him. But Markus realized and, strangely enough, the realization didn’t bother him at all. He had no time to ponder that odd lack of negative reaction, as Henrik was now slowly gaining speed under his hand. He moved around until he was between Henrik’s legs and then bent forward and plunged his face into the crack of the ass, slurping and digging at the hole with his tongue and getting Henrik ready for his cock. The hot tongue bath going on in his butt crack only drove Henrik’s passion faster towards its climax, and Andrew too could sense what was coming. As Henrik’s strokes moved into high gear, Markus pulled his face out but plunged his finger right inside the hole, and finger-fucked Henrik as Henrik cock-fucked Andrew. Markus felt around for the target, found the prostate, and began stroking it. With a loud cry, Henrik moved right into overdrive, pounding down into Andrew’s ass while Andrew urged him on with a gasped, “Fuck, yeah! Give me your load! Breed my ass!” With that, Henrik cried out again and slammed right down into Andrew, feeling every spasm as his cock contracted over and over, forcing an epic load of sperm out of his body and deep inside Andrew’s hole. Markus kept fingering and teasing his gland, loving the feeling of Henrik’s asshole clamping down on him from the force of his explosion. At last, the orgasmic contractions ended, and Henrik lay down again on top of Andrew, the two of them still kissing each other. Markus took that as his cue. He slid up between Henrik’s legs and slowly inserted his own rock-hard cock into Henrik’s ass, sliding farther in until his hips came up against the firm round ass cheeks. But, unlike Henrik earlier on, Markus was too close to his own climax to take his time for a leisurely fuck. He at once began pounding down into that tight hole while Henrik and Andrew both moaned with pleasure under him. He supported his weight on his arms, but he made sure that both of them felt part of his weight pressing down on top of them. It only took a minute or so of steady fucking, and then Markus speeded up, ramming forcefully inside Henrik’s tight hole until his cock exploded, spraying a gigantic load of his seed into that tight, athletic ass. As soon as he finished cumming, Markus pulled out, and flopped down on the bed beside the two of them. Then, as Henrik slowly pulled free from Andrew, Markus said, “Sit on my face, Henrik, and push my load out.” Markus then proceeded to tongue and lick and slurp every bit of his load from Henrik’s hole as it came out in spurts, enjoying the feeling of sucking that tight, firm ass clean. “Okay, I think you got it all,” Henrik said as he lifted off to lie down between them. “I’ll say,” Andrew cut in with considerable feeling. “I’ve never had so much swimming around inside me from just one load. That was incredible!” “Yeah, it was,” Markus and Henrik said in unison, almost as if they’d rehearsed it. Then all three of them laughed. Eventually they all recovered enough to get off the bed, take turns cleaning up in the shower, and then get dressed some plain fish fillets in the freezer, plus boiled potatoes, fresh veggies, and some mysterious mix of seasonings and mayo that enhanced all the simple flavours beautifully. After dinner, they poured another glass of wine and sat down in the living area. Markus and Henrik looked at each other, and they both knew that they were going to have to come clean. Markus began. “Andrew, while I was away, I had a long talk with Uncle Tommy about the whole situation. He said two very important things during that call. The second one was when he told me to call you, and I did. But the first was when he said that we needed to fall in love again with each other, as we are now. Of course, that’s easy for me, because I still remember very little of what you were like when we first met. But I know it’s a lot harder for you, because you still imagine getting the old me back again. I’m beginning to think, though, that it won’t ever happen like that. “If I’m right in thinking that I will never recover all of who and what I was before the accident, then Uncle Tommy’s advice becomes even more important for you to consider. And I’m going to tell you why. “Falling in love with you just came so easily and naturally to me, even before I knew that I had fallen in love with you before. But something else happened, something I can’t either explain or understand. I found that I was getting the same kind of romantic feelings for Henrik. For a long time, I struggled with that because I love you so much, and because we live in a society where love is supposed to be with one partner. It seemed to me that I was weird, or messed up, because I loved two men. Anyway, today I finally got up the nerve to tell Henrik how I was feeling about him. And that’s when things got even more weird and complicated.’ He indicated Henrik with an “over to you” gesture, and Henrik carried on with the story. “When Markus told me about his feelings, I could sense right away that this could get really messy. And that’s not only for the reasons that he’s already mentioned. I knew that I also had to be honest with him, and the honest truth is that I don’t really have the same kind of feelings for Markus, much as I like him as a friend and enjoy his company. The person I do have romantic feelings for is you, Andrew.” Markus picked up the imaginary speaking stick again. “So now you can see what I mean by complicated. Andrew, you love me. I love you, but I also love Henrik. And Henrik loves you. I knew he had been telling the truth when I saw the way he made love to you this afternoon. It was beautiful and powerful and intense, and a bit scary too, because it made me fear the way this messy situation could end up ruining all of our lives. So now you know all about it. The question is, what do we do about it now, because we have to do something. We can’t go on forever, trying to act as if it hasn’t happened – because it has.” A long silence fell. All three of them looked at each other, searching faces for clues. Markus was relieved to see that Andrew didn’t look angry, which was what he had feared. He looked puzzled, yes, and confused, but he was plainly giving the situation some serious thought, and that, Markus thought. was a good thing. At last, he spoke. “You weren’t kidding when you said it was messy. I have no idea what to say or do or think about it all right now. It’s probably going to take some time for me to process all of this and see what comes up. For sure, I want to call Uncle Tommy and get his advice. After that, I just want to go to bed and sleep on it. It’s okay if you want to join me, but I’m honestly not in the mood for any more playing around right now. Maybe I should just sleep in the guest room tonight.” “If that’s how you feel, Andrew, that’s probably the best thing for you to do. I need to do a lot of thinking about it all, and I’d like to talk to Uncle Tommy too, but I’ll let you talk to him for now. I can wait till tomorrow.” Henrik then spoke up. “When I took on this job, I had no idea it was going to get so complicated. You fellows have become such great friends, and I don’t want to lose that, but if that’s in the cards I can live with it. I’ll get on my way now and go and do my thinking and sorting out at my own place. “Oh, and by the way, Andrew – because we didn’t get around to mentioning it before – Dr. Preston notified me that Markus has completed his physiotherapy and is now discharged from the program, so I’m taking the therapy table with me to return it to the clinic. Good night, Andrew. Good night, Markus. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry I’ve messed your lives up so badly.” Seeing that he was hurting, both Andrew and Markus got up and gave him a close hug and a kiss, and then he left them alone. “I’m sorry too, Andrew.” “No apology needed, Markus. I found myself falling for another guy, too, while you were still unconscious. I saw him again while you were away this last week. But there wasn’t anything in it, really. I was trying to convince myself that I actually liked him so I wouldn’t be left all alone if worst came to worst. But I can see that you and Henrik are both completely serious, so that puts this case on a totally separate level. I’m going to go call Uncle Tommy now and see what he has to say. Good night, Markus.” With a simple kiss, they called it a night and Andrew disappeared into the guest room, closing the door quietly but firmly behind him. Markus sad down again, and buried his face in his hands, silently weeping.

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Every time I fire up a cigar, I feel a stirring in my dick. It's actually pretty mild, and subsides shortly. As if it rolled over in slumber.

Take off your shirt and go find a mirror. Look at yourself in the mirror and imagine the ring in the nipple you’re considering. Does the image you imagine please you? Do you like the idea of walking around with hardware on your body even if it’s under your clothes, just knowing it’s there? If so, you have your answer. No one else’s opinion matters in the least. A piercing isn’t just an accessory - it represents a side of its owner that can’t be readily seen. It takes a sexy, vital part of you that’s usually concealed and shows people that you have it. Pierced men of all ages have used me, and any time I see a piercing I know I’m in for a ride. Fair warning - getting a nipple pierced hurts motherfuckerly.

A fuck buddy asked me if I fancied a bit of fun with him and a mate. Obviously I was up for it. Little did I know it was more like a pre arranged sex party. Him and 5 other guys. Most the guys were daddy types which is a turn on for me. All older and horny tops. Only one of them which wasn’t my type but I’m not a rude person. Got to work and ended up taking a load off of each of them, a couple of them gave a few loads. I tried dp again and it hurt a lot so I had to stop that. The guy who wasn’t my type was actually the best fuck. His cock was perfect and he actually made me cum whilst fucking me which never happens. He then continued to fuck me after I had cum which I struggled with first but a couple of hits of poppers and I got through it. Really horny session but left me gaping and saw the next day. Haha

Chapter 6: Negotiations My dear, dear Andrew, he read. I’m sorry to do this to you, but I need to get away and think things through on my own. So much has happened so quickly, and I’m struggling with all of it. I’m still groping in a mental fog, with only occasional gleams of light from the past coming through, and it’s making everything in my present incredibly hard to handle. Don’t worry, I haven’t done anything stupid or gone off to some shithole on the wrong side of town. I’m in a safe place, with a friend, and I’ll be fine. Please don’t go checking around and trying to find me. I’ll come back when I feel like I’ve got things together – because I love you. That much I do remember clearly now. I know you’re going to worry about me because you’re like that. Please, please look after yourself. Talk to anyone you need to help you cope with my absence. Again, I’m sorry that I’ve had to do this to you, and I love you. Love, Markus. *************** An hour later, Andrew was still sitting there, the letter dangling limply from his fingers. He’d read it over and over, scanning the page automatically, and the only thing that sank in was that Markus was gone. Nothing else registered. Dinner time came and went, and still he sat and stared. Finally, at about seven o’clock, he snapped out of the trance. As if it were the only possible course of action, he seized his phone and again speed dialed Alcantara. “Andrew! How’s everything going? Markus still doing well?” “Uncle Tommy!” Andrew’s voice cut right across his uncle’s social chat as a cry from the heart. “What’s happened? Andrew, what’s wrong?” “Markus is gone.” “Has he gotten lost again?” “No.” “My God, he isn’t dead, is he?” “No.” “What then? Andrew, please, tell me!” “He… he… he’s left me.” “Please tell me this is a joke.” “No joke. I came home from work and found a letter he’d left on the pillow. He’s gone. And I don’t know what I did wrong. No idea at all. But he must not love me any more, why else would he go?” “Andrew. Read me the letter.” Tonelessly, Andrew read it aloud. There followed a silence as Tommy pondered what he’d just heard. “Andrew, have you actually read that letter – I mean, really read it?” “Over and over. I get it, he’s leaving me.” “I don’t think you’re getting it at all. Look, go through that letter and tell me how many times he says he loves you in it.” “Three.” “Make that five.” “Uncle Tommy, how do you figure?” “Add one for the opening where he calls you his ‘dear, dear Andrew’ and one for the last bit where he actually begs you, ‘Please, please, look after yourself.’ Andrew, that isn’t the sort of thing people say in a break-up letter. They tell you exactly what they think is wrong with you, they tell you they don’t love you any more, or that they hate you, and they say, ‘I’m going, and I’m never coming back.’ What does Markus have to say about that?” “He says, ‘I’ll come back when I feel like I’ve got things together – because I love you.’” “Precisely. ‘I’ll come back.’ Andrew, you’ve gone off the deep end and panicked when it really isn’t necessary. To judge by the tone of the letter, he’s being completely honest with you. He’s gone away to spend some time on his own and somehow pull his head together. If he feels he needs that kind of ‘me time’ so badly, we need to respect his wishes. You know, Markus has never been the kind of guy who uses words to conceal the truth. He’s normally very straightforward. Says what he means and tells it like it is. You just need to read his words and stop trying to find an unpleasant or unhappy hidden meaning between the lines.” “But what if he changes his mind and decides not to come back?” “There you go, trying to focus on the worst-case scenario again! That habit will make you old before your time, young man. That letter was written by a man who is very much in love with his husband, but he’s struggling with all the other issues in his life, like his loss of memory, his loss of his job, his physical injuries from the accident – shall I go on or do you get the picture?” Andrew let out a monumental sigh. “Uncle Tommy, I’m sorry. I’ve been such an absolute idiot about this. I can see now that I should have read the letter more carefully before I flew off the handle.” “You were in shock, Andrew. I think anyone would be under the circumstances, considering all you’ve been through. But it sounds like you’re feeling better now. Time to park all your imaginary fears, go get yourself a good dinner, have a little nip of Scotch – not the whole bottle, mind you! – and try to get yourself a good night’s sleep. Yes, it’s hard to do all that when you’re worried about Markus, but I’d advise you not to be. He’s a smart guy, apart from his memory lapses, and you can trust him to take care of himself.” “Well, Uncle Tommy, you’ve done it again, as so often before – pulled me back from the brink. I’m surprised you don’t get tired of rescuing me before I go over the falls.” “What goes around, comes around. I would have been truly lost and in despair if you and Markus hadn’t been there during the week of the funeral and afterwards to keep me on a somewhat even keel. We’re good for each other, Andrew, just like any really effective family – and we’re both good for Markus as well. He’ll be fine and so will you, and you will get back together when he feels better about himself. Okay now?” “Yes, Uncle Tommy. Thank you so much.” **************** Markus sat on the couch, holding his head in his hands. Henrik sat beside him, an arm draped around his shoulder, trying to comfort him. “God, Henrik, I wish it hadn’t come to this, but it’s like I didn’t have any choice. Getting fired from my job was the last straw. I was worn out from coping with the physical injuries, emotionally exhausted from struggling to try to get some of my memories back, and now this. And poor Andrew, trying so hard to help me all the way, and even neglecting himself to help me. It was more than I could bear.” “You know he’s going to be an even bigger mess now.” “I know. That’s why I hated to do it, but I couldn’t go on as I was. Just tying myself in knots.” “So, Markus, what do you want me to do that Andrew isn’t doing?” “It’s not that, Henrik. I just need some alone time to figure things out, and I expected you would be out most of the time, which is why I asked you. I don’t want to get under your feet or in your way, honestly.” “And if I want to bring someone home?” “You just told us you weren’t doing any hot dates because you were struggling with the fallout from a bad experience. That’s what gave me the idea of asking you. But if you do, I can sleep on the couch.” Henrik sighed. “Yeah – you’re right. I was and I am. But now I’ve really gone and done it – gotten involved personally in a client’s problems which have nothing at all to do with my job.” “Nobody else needs to know. Please, Henrik – I don’t know where else to go.” He sighed again. “All right. You can stay. Good thing the bed is extra-huge. We can both sleep in it without this getting any more involved than it already is.” “I’m so grateful.” “And what do I do if you start asking me for advice?” “You can tell me I’m on my own to sort it out. I really don’t want to make things awkward for you.” Henrik made a face. “Well… not any more awkward than I already have done.” “One more question. Andrew is sure to call me, or text me, at least to share the news, if not to ask me for any advice I could give. What do you want me to tell him?” “Tell him you’re seeing me to keep going on the therapy because he’ll be worried about that. And just tell him that I’m safe and in a good place, and I will come back to him when I feel ready.” Henrik’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the display and said, “And sure enough, right on cue.” Then he waved at Markus to get out of the room before he picked up the call. “Hello, Andrew. What’s up?” “Henrik, Markus has left me. Have you heard from him or seen him at all?” “Yes, I have, as a matter of fact. Andrew, he’s fine but he needs time to himself to sort himself out. I know where he is, and I’ll be seeing him regularly to keep up with his physio, so he won’t lose ground on that.” “And what about his memory work? Who’s going to help him with that?” “I didn’t really talk to him about that, Andrew, because it isn’t my area, but I guess that’s what he wants to work on by himself. I’ll ask him the next time I see him.” “Henrik, he’s cut me off. He won’t pick up his phone, he won’t answer my texts, what the hell else am I supposed to do? I can’t imagine what I did wrong!” “Andrew, did he tell you that you did something wrong?” “Well, no, but….” “Sounds like that is not the point and settling himself down is more what it’s about. And before you ask, no, I am not going to tell you where he is because he asked me not to. He needs to be alone right now. And he’s fine.” With a sigh, Andrew said, “Okay, thanks. Tell him I love him.” And he clicked off. Henrik sat in an exact duplicate of Markus’ appearance a few minutes earlier, head in his hands, as Markus came back into the room. “What a mess. Markus, I sure hope you know what you’re doing because I feel awkward as hell being asked to act as a go-between for you and your husband. He’s completely messed up. He thinks he’s done something terrible to drive you away, but he has no idea what, and he’s beating himself up emotionally.” “I’m sorry, Henrik. I shouldn’t have come to you.” “Wrong, Markus. Right here is precisely where you should have come. You know, it’s a good thing for you that I care about what happens to both of you fellows. I’ll call him tomorrow and go and see him after my work hours are done. Maybe I can calm him down some.” “That would be great. You’re such a good friend.” “Sucker is more like it.” And now I feel guilty again, Markus thought, because I’m not telling Henrik the real reason I chose to come to his place when I needed to get away. I think there must be something wrong with me. I know I’m not lying to myself. I love Andrew so much, I really do. So why am I getting the same kinds of feelings about Henrik? And how on earth can I explain it – to either of them – without sounding either weird or just plain greedy? None of the three of them slept well that night. Henrik lay awake for ages, wondering what he’d gotten himself involved in, and wondering what it was going to do to him emotionally, because of his own feelings. Markus tossed and turned, keeping Henrik awake, because of his unpleasant dreams. Andrew kept reaching out to cuddle with a husband who wasn’t there, and then waking up and getting teary-eyed as he remembered the letter. *************** Andrew walked to work in the morning and plunged into a busy agenda of phone calls and deals. It was the only way he could take his mind off the mess in his life, not that it helped that much. At regular intervals, he would hang up the phone, make a few notes, and then shake his head, wondering how this could have happened, wondering what he could have done or what he had done. His colleagues could tell that something was very wrong but none of them wanted to broach the subject. He’d been through so much already this year. Around three o’clock he got a text from Henrik. You free to see me this afternoon? Listlessly, he wondered what Henrik wanted with him. Yeah. When and where? Meet me at the bar in thirty minutes. OK. Andrew proceeded to wrap up the rest of his outstanding work items, before heading out to walk over there. He got to the bar first, perched on a stool, and ordered a drink. Henrik arrived about five minutes later, tapped him on the shoulder, and took him over to a quiet booth. “I was hoping you’d bring Markus with you.” “I figured you would. But no. I haven’t seen him yet today – that’s my next call.” Henrik mentally was cursing himself for starting off with a lie. But he went on. “Andrew, I know you’re busily trying to blame yourself for what’s happened, but you shouldn’t. I got that out of him, loud and clear. This is not about you, it’s about him. You should try to imagine yourself in his position. Sure, there are more and more things that he’s remembered but they’re still disjointed pieces. They don’t connect up with each other at all. Think about what Dr. Preston said to you about the pixilated picture. And he’s feeling more down than he’s willing to admit about losing his job, even though he can’t remember clearly what that job was or how he was doing it.” Andrew sat with a thoughtful look on his face, sipping his drink. At last he said, “So I didn’t do anything wrong?” “The only thing I can think of is that maybe you tried too hard to help him. That may have kept reminding him more than he liked of how messed up his memory is. But again, this is about him, not about you, so don’t keep beating yourself up like you’ve obviously been doing.” “That’s pretty much what my uncle Tommy already said to me.” “Obviously he knows you better than I do. Good advice. I gotta get going now, but keep in touch and look after yourself, Andrew. Okay?” “Sure. Thanks, Henrik.” *************** Back at his apartment, Henrik talked again to Markus. “So when I talked to him, he told me that he’d been talking to his uncle. Uncle Teddy?” “Tommy.” “Right. Andrew got the same message from him that he got from me – to remember that this is about you, not about Andrew. He keeps thinking he did something awful to drive you away, but I think I persuaded him that you weren’t reacting to him, only to yourself.” Markus looked thoughtful for a moment. “Andrew told me that Uncle Tommy and his husband, Rich, were always very close to us. Maybe I should talk to him myself. I just don’t have his number.” “Do you know where he lives?” “In Alcantara – or somewhere down south, I can’t remember.” Henrik sat down at his laptop and started searching. “Okay, I’ve found Alcantara. What did you say his husband’s name was?” “Rich.” After only a few seconds, Henrik let out a low whistle. “Wow! You fellows really move in important circles! I just found this huge obituary for Rich, who was the President of Alcantara for 15 years, and then a detailed article all about Tommy when he retired from the university seven years back – he was the Dean of Arts and Sciences. Keeps talking over and over about the ‘power couple.’ Just give me a moment to find the number.” Henrik scribbled on a piece of paper, and then handed it to Markus. On it was the name, Professor Tomoyoshi Takahashi, PhD, and an address and phone number. “Henrik, can you enter that number and save it in my phone? I’ve got another little problem, scrambling some of the digits when I’m copying numbers. And then I’m going to call him.” “I’ll go in the bedroom so you can have some privacy.” And I’ll sit there, Henrik thought, wishing you well as you try to sort out your life. This is so frustrating. There’s a part of me that hopes you’ll succeed because I care about what happens to you. But there’s another part of me that’s hoping you’ll fail because then I’ll feel less rotten about going to Andrew and telling him my true feelings. Markus sat, listening to the ringing tone. On the third ring, the phone clicked on. “Hello, Markus. How are you doing now?” “Uhh… Tommy?” “Yes, it’s me.” “I sort of recognize your voice, but I don’t really remember much about you.” “So I’ve heard. That’s all right.” Tommy’s voice came through the phone in his signature calm, reassuring tones – the same tones with which he’d once persuaded Rich to run for election as President. “I’m afraid I’ve made a real mess of this whole thing. Are you mad at me?” “Should I be?” “You know, walking out on your nephew, I mean – it wasn’t exactly a nice thing to do.” “Markus. First of all, you are every bit as much my nephew as Andrew is. I’m going to say the same thing I’ve said so many times before, although you may not recall it. I am as proud of both of you, and feel as close to you, as if you were my own sons. You both matter to me just as much. I’m sorry you are having so much trouble getting through this situation, but I don’t think there was any nice way for this to all happen – it was bound to get messy. The big thing here is to be sure of what you are trying to achieve.” “I just want to find myself again.” “And that’s important. If you don’t mind a bit of advice….” “Please.” “Markus, I think the biggest thing you and Andrew have to do is to get to know each other all over again. Easy for you, it’s all you have to go on right now. Not so easy for him, he wants to get you back as you were, and I’m not sure that’s going to be possible. You need to get to know each other and fall in love with each other as you are now, not keep trying to go back to what was there before your accident.” “That’s easy to answer. I know that I love him, but I don’t know much about him as he was. So I really have fallen in love with him all over again.” Tommy chuckled, a bit smugly. “That’s what I told him you were going to do. Keep going along those lines, and I think you’ll find the whole situation will iron itself out. For you, I would guess the biggest part is just keeping on moving forward while you’re learning to live with and work around those gaps in your past, rather than trying to fix all the problem spots before getting on with your life.” “You make it sound easy.” “But I know it won’t be. That’s why you should feel free to call me any time you need to talk about it. Just as Andrew does.” “Uncle Tommy…, umm, if it’s okay for me to call you that….” Markus spoke hesitantly. “Of course.” “When you talk to Andrew again…, could you please tell him I love him?” “Well, yes, I could do that. But if you don’t mind another piece of advice, you need to tell him yourself. Call him now. I’m sure he won’t be asleep yet. Markus, that’s the big Number One here. You and Andrew need to talk to each other. Sooner rather than later.” “I will.” Markus surprised himself by saying those words, and then realized a second later that this really was the thing he wanted most right now – to hear Andrew’s voice. “That’s good, Markus. I’m sure it will pick him up tremendously, and right now I think he needs a boost more than you do. He’s such a worrier – takes after his Uncle Rich that way.” Tommy chuckled reminiscently about all the times he’d had to calm Rich when he started getting too many “what ifs” tangled up in his thought process. “Uncle Tommy, I’m sure this won’t be the last time I say this but thank you so much for helping me get through this whole mess.” “Markus, even if you don’t remember it, you were a rock of support for me during the first week or two after Rich died. We’re family, and we definitely look out for each other. Take care, Markus.” *************** Even with that strong and positive reassurance from Tommy, Markus sat for close to an hour, staring at his phone but doing nothing. Henrik came back into the room, saw the look on his face, and decided to just leave him alone to wrestle with his demons. There was a fair bit of the worrywart in Markus too, if not quite as much as Andrew, and he feared getting hit with a blast of anger fuelled by fear from his husband. At last, he realized that if he didn’t act then, it would be too late to do it tonight, so he braced himself for unknown reactions, and speed dialed Andrew’s number. It rang. One. Two. Oh, shit, Markus thought, he’s put it on silent and doesn’t hear it ringing. Three – and the phone clicked on in the middle of the third ring. “Markus!” Andrew’s excited, ecstatic voice bellowed in his ear. Markus eased the phone away a bit before replying. “It’s me, Andrew.” “Thank God! I’ve been so scared ever since you took off, so afraid of what might happen to you. Are you okay right now? How are you feeling?” The words kept bubbling out of him in an unending stream of emotional energy. At last Markus got a word in. “I’m all good, as in safe and healthy. Otherwise, it’s as I told you in my letter. I’ve gotten so overwhelmed with the emotional impact of everything that’s happened that I just had to get away for a bit. And before you ask, no, it’s nothing to do with you, and no, it’s not because of anything you did or failed to do. I just needed peace and quiet and breathing space and plenty of time to think.” A sound came to him over the phone, a sound he couldn’t recall ever having heard before: Andrew was crying aloud. As a matter of fact he had heard it once before, at Rich’s funeral, but he still didn’t remember that more recent event. At last, Andrew calmed down enough to say, “Markus, I love you, so much I can’t tell you. Do you still love me?” “Silly boy, of course I do. Didn’t I say it often enough in my letter?” “I’m sorry, Markus, I just let my imagination run away with me about what happened.” “So you’re feeling better now, Andrew?” “A bit. I’ll feel a whole lot better when I see you again.” Markus cringed a bit, knowing with one hundred percent certainty what the next question would be. And sure enough, Andrew went there. “When do you think you’ll be coming back?” “Andrew, I’m sorry, but I can’t say for certain. There’s so much I have to process, and it’s taking time. I’m doing a lot of writing to help me come to terms with it all, and that’s actually helping a bit with recovering memories too -- well, a few of them anyway. But I just don’t feel settled down enough yet, or ready to move forward. I need your love, for sure, but right now I also need your understanding that I require space and time to work on my own healing. You do understand that, don’t you?” Andrew still didn’t quite understand it, but he did understand clearly that Markus still loved him and truly needed his love and support right now. “I do, Markus. Keep working in your own time, and your own way. I’ll be here whenever you feel ready.” “I love you, Andrew.” “I love you, Markus.” And they clicked off. Andrew sank slowly back down on the bed, putting his phone down on the nightstand, and then slowly rolling over with an expression of dread on his face to look at the face of the man lying naked beside him. He’d expected to see anger -- and was surprised to see there nothing but sadness and compassion. “So that was him,” his companion said. *************** About five hours earlier, after Henrik had left the pub to head home, Andrew had ordered another beer and sat there, brooding, and thinking his thoughts with a deep, solemn expression on his face. A few guys who were intrigued by his appearance quickly realized, after a close second look, that he was off somewhere much more important to him and probably wouldn’t welcome any interruption. As it was, he had barely finished half the beer at the end of nearly an hour. The brew in his glass was getting decidedly warm, and he sighed and pushed it away. Just then, a hand fell on his shoulder and a familiar voice said, “Andrew. You okay? You look as if you just lost a fortune on a bad bet.” He looked up, and his mind – which had almost been on another planet – matched the face to the voice and produced the name for his use. “Hi, Jimmy.” “Need some company?” “I wouldn’t object.” Jimmy sat down, waved Gary, the waiter, over and ordered two more beers. Gary took away the one that Andrew had pushed aside, guessing rightly that it had gotten so warm that its owner didn’t want it any more. Once he’d delivered the fresh drinks, Jimmy came straight to the point. “You want to talk about whatever it is that’s made you look so lost and vacant?” “I don’t know, Jimmy. I feel bad about burdening you with my problems.” “From the looks of you, you had better offload on someone, and pretty damn quickly too. Come on.” Andrew took a deep breath. Once he began talking, it was hard to stop the words from pouring out. He told Jimmy all about everything that had happened, from Markus losing his job to coming home and finding the letter. He went on to describe the phone calls with Tommy and Henrik, and his own lingering fears about whether he was going to lose Markus. After he’d fallen silent again, Jimmy pondered for a moment and when he did speak, it seemed strikingly irrelevant. “Have you ever heard that old saying that when three people tell you you’re drunk, you should go home and lie down?” “Jimmy, I’m not drunk. Not yet, anyway.” “No, perhaps you’re not, but you’ve heard this over and over, from everyone, and now you’re going to hear it from me. You know what comes shining through your whole tale of woe, loud and clear? Andrew, he loves you. He loves you, and he is going to come back to you. We just don’t know when. There, now you’ve heard it from his letter, you’ve heard it from your uncle and from that therapist, Whatshisname, and you’ve heard it from me. Persuaded yet?” Andrew still looked doubtful. “And another thing, I’ll bet he wouldn’t be very happy if he knew you were running all over the place, letting people know that you don’t trust him when he says, ‘I’ll be back.’” “Jimmy, I guess what I really need is to hear it from him.” “I can think of another thing you need, something that will help you relieve your stress and maybe sleep better tonight. Come on, drink up, we’re going.” “Where?” Jimmy smiled archly at him and then winked. “Can’t you guess?” Once they reached Jimmy’s apartment, they quickly got undressed and got into bed. At first, Andrew said that he didn’t really feel like doing anything but cuddling, so Jimmy held him close and stroked him gently, reassuring him that he was loved and valued. After they’d been snuggled up together for about twenty minutes, Jimmy felt the familiar sensation of a hard cock rubbing against his own. “Sure feels like you’re interested now,” he said as he wrapped his hand around Andrew’s tool and began squeezing and stroking it. After a minute of that treatment, he flung the duvet aside and slid down Andrew’s body, taking that hard dick into his mouth. One thing for sure, Jimmy definitely knew how to give a super blowjob. As he worked his way up and down, swirling his tongue around the head, and squeezing the shaft with his lips, Andrew began moaning, quietly at first, but with increasing passion. “Oh, fuck, Jimmy, that’s so damn good. That feels awesome!” “If you think that’s good, wait until you feel my ass.” “Get up here.” Andrew pulled Jimmy off his cock and up to face him, then began kissing him full-on, tongues swirling around and stabbing into each other’s mouths. As they made out, he ran his hands down Jimmy’s back and began stroking and squeezing the cheeks, then sliding his fingers into the crack and prodding at the hole. Andrew smiled as Jimmy’s hole opened right up and his finger slid in, feeling the channel already lubed up and ready to go. “Well, you sure came prepared, didn’t you?” Jimmy laughed happily, but his laughs turned to groans of passion as Andrew rapidly rolled him over and then mounted on top of him, his hard cock prodding into Jimmy’s crack and finding the target. “So, you want this big dick inside your ass?” “Oh, yeah, give it to me. Fuck me deep and hard.” With that, Andrew started to push. Jimmy opened right up and sucked him in almost as easily as he’d sucked Andrew down his throat a few minutes earlier. Once Andrew had pushed all the way into Jimmy’s hole, he came down flat upon Jimmy’s back and began kissing and nibbling at his shoulders, then digging his face into Jimmy’s neck and biting on the skin. Jimmy cried aloud, and reared his ass up, working the hole around Andrew’s solid erection, squeezing down on that cock. Andrew took the hint and began pumping him, going right up to speed really quickly as he realized that Jimmy was more than ready to take what he had to give. As that fuckhole kept squeezing and chewing on his dick, he knew that this first round was going to be quick. Driving into that firm round ass faster and faster, Andrew let his moans fill the room and then gasped, “I’m going to cum.” “Fuck, yeah, cum inside me, fill me up. Give me your load.” Andrew exploded inside Jimmy’s working, clutching ass. After he’d finished cumming, he pulled out and then flopped over on his back. Jimmy immediately dived onto his dick, licking and sucking it clean, and kept working on it until it became hard again. It didn’t take long. Andrew was definitely good for another round. Once Jimmy had gotten his cock standing upright again, he proceeded to sit down on it, facing Andrew as he fucked himself, riding up and down like a wild man on that big rigid organ. Before long, Andrew was groaning, muttering about how incredible Jimmy’s ass felt around his dick. Then Andrew sat up, wrapped his arms around Jimmy, and shifted his legs around until he could lay Jimmy down on his back and do him missionary. He started fucking really slowly, lying right down on top of Jimmy’s body and just pumping gently in and out. Jimmy wrapped his arms and legs around Andrew’s body, holding him close somewhere else altogether – and Jimmy could guess that Andrew, in a kind of waking, dream was actually making love to his lost Markus. This is crazy, Jimmy thought, I’m letting this man use me as a surrogate husband, and I don’t even mind. Why doesn’t it matter to me? I guess it’s because I really like him, and he desperately needs this kind of physical closeness right now. I can give him that, and maybe help him a bit too. Andrew was kissing him now, as his cock slowly picked up speed inside Jimmy’s hole. His groans got louder and more frequent as he reamed Jimmy’s ass to the max, sliding all the way out and punching all the way back in. Jimmy continued to hold him close as he fucked faster and faster. Then Andrew broke free from the arms and legs tangled around him, reared up on his knees, and jack-hammered Jimmy’s tight butt until his cock exploded, shooting a second load deep inside his butt. Jimmy gave a loud cry of, “Yes! Breed me!”, and quickly grabbed his cock, jacking a huge eruption of seed out of himself as Andrew finished cumming inside his ass. Andrew slowly pulled out and then lay down beside Jimmy. Jimmy pulled him close and cuddled him, letting Andrew curl his head into Jimmy’s chest. Jimmy realized that he was feeling very paternal towards this man much older than him who was feeling like a lost child right now. And then, as they lay there together, Andrew’s phone rang. It was the second ring before it registered with Andrew. That was the distinctive ring tone that belonged to just one caller on his entire list. He grabbed the phone, picked up the call, and yelled, “Markus!” Jimmy watched, curiously, as Andrew began talking at a mile a minute.

Was horny as fuck last night. Got on to Grindr and hit up a bottom not too far away. He was younger and horny like me. We got chatting and arranged for him to be waiting for me ass up on his bed. I was about to head off when he asked if I'd wear a rubber. I said "No" He then asked if I'd pull out of his ass before I shot my load. Again I refused and told him I wanted to breed him. With that he said "I don't think that works for me" and we ended the chat. About an hour later I hadn't found anything and the first guy hit me up - he musta been well horny, he said "ok, you can fuck me raw and cum in me" I agreed and headed over to his place. True to his word he was on all 4s, ass up on his bed. Stocky hairy cub with a beaut ass. I stood behind him, dropped my jeans, grabbed his waist and shoved my bare cock deep in his ass. I gave him loads bareback verbal as I was fucking him "your bare ass feels great, it's better raw, ain't it, I'm gunna load you deep, aww fuck, I'm, gunna cum, yeah you want this, I'm breeding ya now." I pumped my seed in him, pulled up my jeans and left. I totally loved that he submitted to my raw cock and took his breeding.

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.

*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!"

I was 5 and started sucking my step dad's cock. I didn't know what I was doing but loved it! He would come into my room late at night almost daily in just his underwear. Next thing I knew he had be sitting on the bed and kinda face fucked me until he came. Sometimes it was after school, or in the car someplace. A few times when camping. I don't have one single negative thing I remember from those days. It's sad it's such a [banned word]. Anyway. I consider myself lucky. 😎

Not exactly where I was hoping thsi thread would go 😂

having a cigar partner make me more quickly horny

Standard but horny fuck in small woods, Tall younger guy felt my ass, pulled my trackies down and his thick cock with just my spit pumped me for a brief breeding. I was surprised he also had a jockstrap under his trackies, bulging with horniness so I knew he needed to fuck. Amazingly he found my profile and wants a longer repeat. Yes please!

The steps creak up the steep staircase. The smell of sweat and bleach saturate the carpet. He promised me a full charge load. Saved for me. Saved just for me. Palms already sweaty I pay the room fee. Fresh bottle of rush and scribble my name into the sheet like everyone else has done. He says he's already. "Dark room. Hurry, pig." He calls me pig. And he's right. That's what I am. Only happy when I feel the skin on skin contact. Only happy when I know that I'm doing something I know I shouldn't. That I know will get me into trouble. Drop off my stuff in the room and take that first sniff of poppers. Rush and warmth. It's dark down the halls and my head is already spinning. My hole twitches as I head down to the dark room. Several doors are open, revealing asses facing the door, and guys stroking, guys checking out their phones. If any of the guys want me, I'm game. I don't care who plays with me. I see the faint outline and subtle glow of the bleached white towels. He's sitting off in the corner, stroking his hefty cock. I sat down and look to my left. Yeah, it was definitely him. I take a long sniff. "Good pig." He says while stroking his cock some more. He's on the top seat. I'm in the bottom. I move over and position myself, knees on the overused cushion I lick up the base of that cockring engorged dick and I can feel the girth and weight of what I'm going to take. Its heavy, heavier than the pictures made it. Heavier than I thought. Full of poz cum that I wanted, that I needed to be inside me. My mouth envelops his cock and I get to work. Desperately trying to make him wet and harder. I need him to feel like he's more than me. I need him to see that I am a good pig. That I deserve his seed. He moans. He squeals. He tells me to get on my hands and knees. I obey. Propped up against the bench I take a long hit of my poppers as I feel heat at my back door. He enters. This isn't love. This isn't first time. There's pain. But Only for a second. I know he's tearing me. I know he doesn't care. All I know is that finally I feel whole. He grabs my shoulders and starts his assault. He's slow at first. Then fast. He calls me his bitch. He calls me a pig. "Fuck that's hot." I realize now there are two other guys there. A black guy and a young white guy. The black guy moves up in the bench. My hole still taking a pounding. "He in you raw?" He asks. "Yes." I squeak. I feel so used as these men watch this old man pound at my hole. "Can I go next?" The young white guys. He's stroking his long thin cock "Sure." My buddy says. He starts to pick up the pace. He's getting closer. "Suck this dick" the black guy says and brings his cock to my mouth. I take it. He's larger than my friend. He smells like sweat and b.o. The only sounds are me sucking and my friend slamming against my hole. "Fuck!!!!" He yells. Thats the first one. He pulls out. Slaps my ass and casually says.....next.... ***hope you guys got off. More to come. First time posting like this hope you enjoy***

Many thanks for all your replies and encouragement. I have a fairly high pain threshold and have had plenty of hard nipple play over the years which has reduced the sensitivity alot. I'll definitely get it done professionally and hopefully this week. Thanks again guys🥰

It is one of my favorite scenes! Nothing like the total release of dark room sex. Focus on the cocks, the mouths, the hands, the smells and the feeling of being used completely and without reservation! Heaven to me!

I’ve been in a long term relationship for a while now. I have always stayed faithful until a recent event occurred. I was round my fiancés brothers house one evening and he was telling me how his marriage was struggling and the sex had dried up after having kids. I was giving him tips on how to spice things up a little and reassure him that everything would be good when he made a pass at me. I went with it and I ended up sucking him off and getting railed on the sofa. He didn’t last long but it was the best sex I’ve had in ages and it felt good to have been bred by another man other than my fiancé. I felt enormous guild afterwards and was planning on telling him but when I got home he was all over me and horny and I didn't want to hurt his feelings so I ended up getting fucked by him only hours after his brother. He kept telling me how hot and nice my wet hole felt and I told I had played with toys earlier that day as I often do. He came hard in me and the whole time I was thinking about his brother again. Not really sure what to do about the whole situation. They are a very close family so I can’t possibly tell him. Any advice? I think a bit turn on is having another man’s cum in me again. I use to have annon sex all the time before this relationship and I think I’ve realised I miss it.

To @Hairypiglet's comment above, I would add: it's definitely possible - not sure I would say "common", but certainly possible - that what you're experiencing is seroconversion. But that's just a "Maybe it is" opinion. As you note, only a test can tell for sure. You say you were "misinformed" about HIV, but you don't explain what the misinformation was, or what you learned that is actually correct that contradicts what you used to understand. Your handle on here is also "PozDesire" - which suggests that, at some level, you're chasing HIV, not just being matter-of-fact about it or careless about it. Assuming this test is negative, I suggest you give some serious thought to this question: Do I WANT to become HIV+? If you do, then keep going as you're going, and it may happen. It may not - new infection rates have been going down for years, thanks to better treatments and to PrEP - but the possibility will continue to exist. If you do not "WANT" to become HIV+, but you were just "resigned" to knowing it COULD happen because you like bareback sex too much to give it up, then you have the option of PrEP. If you have health insurance, even in Alabama, PrEP is covered as an essential preventative health benefit at no cost to the insured, and if you get on it, you can have all the benefits of barebacking without the risk of HIV. I get that some people talk themselves into a "reason" to become poz. Some believe in a mythical "poz" community that ties you to a multitude of other poz men who've come before you, like a fraternity initiation. That's bullshit, except in a fevered imagination, but if that's what floats your boat, more power to you. I just point out to such people that when you develop health complications from being poz - and you will - the poz "community" isn't likely to pay your medical bills, your insurance deductible, or your other bills if you can't work for a while. At best, the "poz community" is a resource for "how do I handle X?" - like this website - but mostly "X" is something "not good" that you have to deal with as a poz person. And the sole mental "benefit" anyone has ever cited to me - the freedom to no longer worry about getting infected, because it already happened - can be achieved with PrEP. The somewhat more credible reason - a poz man converting his partner deliberately as a way of "sealing" their lives together - at least has some psychological basis. I'm on the fence as to whether this is a good thing or not, but it's at least a credible reason, because it requires some forethought and it's a commitment consciously made. It's hard to tell from your post whether or not this July "event" was with someone special, but I'm guessing not, and thus the second reason I cited is off the table.

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.

I started chasing many years ago, but always with much hesitation. It started after I hooked up with a man who introduced me to tina. He was also very much into warping my young mind. Every time I was taking a hit, he would tell me about a new fetish I would want to do. It started with getting fucked bareback, ass to mouth, drinking piss, fucked anonymous, craving cum in my ass, and of course, taking poz loads.. By the end of the night, I was taking his bare cock and his cum and his piss and begging him for his poz loads. I didn't convert from that experience, but I was always wanting it again. I tried to stay safe though and then I started prep, but it was still in the back of my mind.... A few years ago, I met a younger man while traveling, and he was poz and very much enjoyed me begging for his poz cum. Even better, he dominated me well, and I find him the most attractive man I’ve ever had sex with. So, I definitely stayed in touch. We traveled together to his country early in 2020 and we had a couple bareback sex parties. Then came the pandemic, and we were able to be locked down together. He ran out of his meds, and I ran out of mine. That day he told me he needed to fuck me with a condom, and I told him no, I wanted him to fuck me bareback. Knowing I was taking his viral loads made the sex so much more thrilling, and when he started to fuck me, it was like the devil was inside both of us. These fucks were so intense. When he unloaded into my ass, my cock would sometimes shoot cum as he came inside my ass. As he became more toxic, he wanted to fuck even more. We know I converted, one day I woke up feeling awful. I had it checked out, but didn't get tested, knowing it would still take a couple of weeks or months if it was the fuck flu. Given the pandemic, I couldn't stay with him forever, and I had to travel to another country to work. Travel restrictions would make a reunion very difficult. A couple months after returning home, over a video call, he saw the result that I was expecting. He actually didn’t believe it, so I had to buy a second test, and show him the test again. The doctor that I saw had me start my meds almost immediately, and I started to take them. It took almost two years, but we were finally reunited last month. He’s younger than me, so I don’t call him my poz dad, instead, I call him my toxic god. The connection between us is very strong, and I love his dominance and mischievousness. He knows about my first experience with tina. He knew exactly what I needed to learn from him. While I had started medication almost immediately, he told me he went five years without medication. Once he started, he quickly became undetectable, and then there was a second period of time during the pandemic, when off meds his viral load rebounded quickly. He told me how much his sex drive changes, and how it felt fucking me. He easily convinced me I should feel the same way. I could stop the medication, and return to it one day when necessary. I asked him if he'd keep my pills safe, because I want to find out what he felt. I’m back together with my toxic god, and soon I'll know what it feels like on the other side.

Nothing that I can think of as imaginative as you clever guys, but there was a time when I could shove my balls up my ass. I had been vacuum pumping regularly for quite a few years and I had developed some pretty impressive low hangers. That led to longer and longer ball stretchers until I was able to lube up my balls and shove them up my ass. Part of the ball stretcher, too.

Brian feasted on the dinner that Wyatt carefully prepared for his man. After Brian ate his fill, he settled in for the evening while Wyatt cleaned up the dinner dishes. When he finished, Brian told him to some sit with him. Brian had taken off his shirt and Wyatt cuddled up against him. Brian asked him about his day at school and Wyatt told him all about it. Wyatt explained that they had taught the boy's how to be better lovers for their men. Brian said he was looking forward to seeing what Wyatt had learned. Wyatt started sucking on Brian's nipples and Brian leaned his head back and enjoyed the stimulation. Wyatt then turned his attention to the big man's armpits. He absolutely loved the scent of sweat and musk of Brian. He rubbed his face all over so he could wear the scent of his man. Brian's cock was straining against his jeans and he stood up and scooped the smaller Wyatt into his arms. "Time for bed boy but I ain't ready to sleep just yet". Brian carried him to the bed and sat him down. Wyatt wasted no time in stripping Brian naked and then got naked himself. Wyatt pushed Brian flat on the bed and told him that tonight he would do the work for Brian to just lay back and enjoy. Wyatt started by again sucking and teasing the leaking cock of Brian. He then climbed up and straddled his guy, lining up his hole ( the instructors called them boy pussies) and then teased by letting it rub against his tight sphincter. He could feel the precum lubing his formerly virgin hole. He would let the glans slightly penetrate and pull off making Brian very horny. After a bit, Brian put his hands on Wyatt's hips and slowly pulled him down onto his rigid shaft. The boy sunk down lower and lower, his eyes closed in a bit of pain but determined to take it all. Finally he felt Brian's balls and full pubes nestled against his ass. They sat like that for a bit, Wyatt feeling the big cock throb and flex inside of him. Brian passed the bottle of poppers to Wyatt and commanded him to take 6 big whiffs. He did and his pussy relaxed. Wyatt then started rocking on the cock in him, the lifting himself up before dropping back down. Brian was lifting Wyatt up more and more and soon was pistoning inside his boy's pussy. Wyatt would shudder each time he felt that big head graze his prostate. Fuck this feels good Wyatt said. His own cock was rock hard too and leaking, pooling on Brian's flat abs. The closer Wyatt got to orgasm, the harder he bounced on that dick. Suddenly Wyatt started almost convulsing as his orgasm hit him. His pussy was convulsing with him and Brian couldn't hold back any longer. He came inside the boy as the boy shot his load all over Brian's chest. They were both sweaty when it subsided and Wyatt dutifully started cleaning up his spunk off Brian and then cleaned up Brian's cock as well. Brian was amazed how far Wyatt had progressed in just a few days. As Brian lit another cigarette, he told Wyatt, " I think you earned an A tonight on your homework". Wyatt beamed at the compliment and snuggled up beside him. "Thank you Sir, I just want to make you happy"

On monday evening I first had a quick grindr hook up. Walked about 20 minutes to his house where he texted me the door code and said I needed to take off my shoes then go to the 2nd floor. He was naked on the waiting ordering me to start sucking immediately. I think around 5 minutes I left with his load in my hole. Felt his load dripping out leaving a wet spot on my jogging. The moment I got home I received a text of someone I've been on a real date with twice asking me if he could sleep over. Was a very cosy night and ended up swallowing his load as he doesn't want to fuck yet and first wants to see where it's going. Had a lovely night cuddling with someone else's cum deep inside my hole.

Wyatt fell asleep wrapped in the arms of Brian. He rather enjoyed being the little spoon. He could feel the coarse chest hair pressed against his back and he was was also aware of Brian's seed leaking out of his freshly fucked ass. Both slept well and Wyatt was exhausted from his travels the day before and his experience of his first sexual experience. Morning came and Brian woke up first. He kissed Wyatt on the forehead and said " Rise and shine, you have to go to school as I have to go to work". Brian had made eggs and bacon for breakfast and Wyatt took a shower. He gently touched his ass and felt it puffy, sore, and still leaking a bit of Brian's seed. He also saw a hickey on his neck. He got dressed and ate breakfast. Brian was very loving towards Wyatt. Normally this would have bothered Wyatt but today he felt nothing but love towards the other man. Brian took him to the central building and Wyatt saw the other boys he had arrived with. They were all standing together and Wyatt noticed that each of the other boys also sported fresh hickies on their necks. The boys were ushered into a room and each one received another injection like the day before. Wyatt asked what the injection was really for and the male nurse said it was to help him acclimate to life here. The boys spent the morning in classes teaching them how to be good mates to the men they were living with. They were taught basics such as cleaning, cooking and laundry. They were giving a bit of free time for lunch. At lunch, one of the boy's finally addressed the elephant in the room, the fact they all had hickies. After an awkward silence, they all admitted that they each had been fucked by the men they were assigned to. Not one of the boys seemed upset and each proclaimed that they were in love with their guys. After lunch, classes resumed and these classes were a bit more intimate. The boys were taught how to please their husbands. They were shown how to clean themselves out and to cherish the seed that their husbands gave them. It was drilled into their minds that they should never deny their men pleasure and should initiate it as well. They were giving instructions on how to orally please them and overcome their gag reflexes. Wyatt was sent home in time to prepare a fried chicken dinner for Brian before he got home. He careful followed his training and also cleaned himself out by the time Brian came home from work. Brian walked in and Wyatt could see a huge smile on the big man's face. Brian picked up Wyatt and kissed him deeply. Brian reeked of sweat, musk, and cigarettes and Wyatt loved all of it. Wyatt kneeled down in front of Brian and opened up his jeans. Brian smiled broadly and lit a cigarette so he could really enjoy his before dinner release. While Brian was enjoying his smoke, Wyatt fished out Brian's hardening cock and he was already leaking precum. Wyatt started licking around the foreskin and could taste a little piss. The musk and sweat affected Wyatt just like poppers and drove the boy wild. Wyatt cleaned Brian's cock good and then began working it into his throat like he learned at school today. It took some effort but he was able to finally get all of it into his throat and breathe through his nose. Brian was already smoking his second cigarette with one hand and had his hand on the back of Wyatt's head with the other. Wyatt was trying to do a good job and his jaws were getting sore. Brian's cock got a bit harder and Brian pulled Wyatt's head forward as he shot his nut straight down Wyatt's throat. His whole body trembled as he orgasmed. Wyatt let Brian's cock slip from his mouth and stood up. Brian kissed him again and said " looks like someone is glad to see me"

Chapter 3 I need to shed my piss-soaked clothes and clean up. It is getting late. I leave the boys outside drinking. I keep the butt plug in during the shower as instructed but enjoy a nice long shower. My arse is a bit sore now, but I no longer feel like I need a shit. I am hoping that is a sign I am starting to absorb the toxic seed into me. I am drying off when I hear my mate yell, “put your jocks back on buddy. We are not done with you yet”. I let a combination of a sigh along with a pinch of excitement. My cock starts to get hard at the comment, and I know my body clearly wants more. I put my jocks back on. They are somewhat cum soaked from my precum and the straps under my hole where they connect to the pouch are wet and slightly pink. Being cheeky and the filthy pig I am I put on a new pair of jeans over my jocks and a tight singlet with “cum in me bro” across the front. I realise I haven’t named my men. My mate is James and his (and probably mine too) poz daddy is George. I come out to find them both on the balcony still enjoying a beer. Both are still in their jeans and no shirts. They both have the kind of grin on their faces that the guilty kid has. I ask, “What are you too smirking at?” George says “the fact that you are such a good pig bottom. Not a lot of bottoms could take what you did”. I chuckle and say “yeah, I can kind of get carried away. Glad you like it. Based upon James’ request you boys are not done yet. You got more for me?” George walks over and passionately kisses me and says, “well yeah, I got at least one more in me for you and I think James does too. But that wasn’t what we meant.” He points to my singlet and says, “very timely and appropriate.” I look at him inquisitively and before I can respond I hear the intercom go off. James says, “stay here, that’s for me”. I am genuinely curious now and already I am starting to get hard cause as sore as I am, I already can’t wait to have James and George in me again. James walks back out on to the balcony with another guy he introduces as David. “This is David, George’s trainer at the gym”. David is slightly taller than me, very toned with longish blonde hair tied up in a man bun, blonde short, trimmed beard, wearing a tight gym singlet and tight jeans. He has a beautiful blonde hairy chest showing from his singlet. He walks straight up to me and plants a huge kiss on me and smiles and softly says hi. He then goes over to James and George greeting them the same way. James gives him a beer and George gives him a smoke and he lights up. I am thinking not what I expected from someone who clearly looks after his body the way he does. He sees this. “Every man has a vice, besides after what I let George do to me a month ago, this is the least of my worries.” George moves in behind me and cuddles me from behind kissing my neck again and says, “I know you wanted to keep it in the family”. I can feel George getting hard again already. “Turn around, bend over and suck my cock while David does an inspection”. I do as I am told, and David undoes my jeans and pulls them down around my ankles to expose my arse and butt plug. David asks the others, “how many?” George replies, “five so far”. David, “ok better do this slowly then” and he slowly starts easing the plug out and as it pops, I feel a squirt of cum leak out. David is right up in my arse with his tongue, and I have to use every muscle available to stop spurting out all the cum. I can hear him slurping trying to get as much seed as he can, and George interrupts him with “not yet mate. He is, or was, neg, so we want him to keep it in.” David immediately stands up and I hear him undo his belt and jeans and I feel the longest pole I have ever felt slide right in. He wasn’t necessarily thick, but he was long. Longer than George. George pulls out of my mouth and kneels and kisses me and says, “his viral load is twice mine and James’ combined. And his cock longer than mine, so he will make sure he plants his seed deeper than you have ever had before. And don’t worry babe, it’s my strain. I am his poz daddy. So, we are all giving you the same strain. We will all be one. James comes over to George and George stands up and kisses James and says, “your turn”. And James takes George’s place and I suck his cock while George has a smoke and makes out with David as he fucks me out on the open balcony. David is hitting spots inside me that I don’t think have ever been hit before. After about 10 minutes David picks up the pace and says, “I’m close man.” And then it comes “no turning back now” and he is slamming my sore hole and then bottoms out and holds it there and is grunting and growling. I cannot believe with all the cum inside me that I still feel his seed hitting the sides of my bowel walls. He pulls out and I feel seed dripping down my leg and David is straight down their licking it all up till my legs and arse are clean again, he then comes around and replaces James’s cock with his and tells me to clean it off and I can taste cum, and blood all mixed. While I am cleaning his cock James slides back in me and starts fucking me again. David then lifts me up a bit and bends down to meet me and I can see cum on his beard from rimming me. While James fucks me again, David and I kiss, and I lick all the cum off his beard until he is spotless. We both share and eat all the excess seed as James explodes another load in me. George has been playing with himself the whole time, and almost pushes James aside as he shoves in and instantly gives me another toxic load. George pulls out and doesn’t put the plug back in. He gives me a smoke and we all enjoy a smoke and drink. “I am pretty sure the deed is done boys” says David. “There was plenty of pink when I snacked on his arse. And I could taste it. Please can I spend a little more time down there, I am hungry.” George laughs and gives in and says, “ok, but not all of it”. “Your message said tonight and tomorrow night, so there will be more, right?” asks David. “That’s true George, I think we got it covered. I am not leaving until Sunday night anyhow.” Says James. George then kisses me and says, “Go lay on the bed face down spread eagle. David wants a snack.” I do as I am told, and David comes in and dives into my arse with his tongue and beard while George and James continue to drink and smoke and chat on the balcony. David keeps saying “a little more” as I let squirts of cum out in portions for him and he is lapping it up like he has been on a fast. I hear George asking James, “So you really staying all weekend?” James says “yeah, he asked me to stay to make it count and make sure it happens”. George comes into the room while David is still lapping up seed from my arse and leans in and lifts me head and kisses me, “I got no plans this weekend. You up for two guys spending the weekend?” I look up into his eyes, smile, and say “Yes please”. TBC

Part 5 Unknown territory is entered Jack took hold of the pipe and stuck some shards of Tina in it. He brought the pipe to Brad's mouth let the shards melt and he told Brad he knew what to do. Brad knew he had no choice. He knew if he resisted or refused he would get knocked around or a power surge and by now he was also beginning to crave another boost of chems, his body was beginning to need the effects it was producing. Seeing that the pipe was filling up nicely with white smoke, he pulled in deeply and held the smoke as long as he could. Nice slut said Jack you are already doing it like a real pro. When he couldn't hold it in any longer he blew out a big fat cloud. He felt himself getting warmer and hornier. Brad blew 2 more clouds before Jack said now it's my turn and he moved in and held the smoke. He took hold of Brad's head and placed his lips on Brad's and blew the smoke into his mouth. Brad's heart began to beat faster with excitement. He held the smoke and in turn blew out big cloud. This was your first shotgun slut, I'm sure many more will follow. Jack repeated this again but this time as he blew out he started sticking his tongue into Brad's mouth with it. Brad who by now was flying back in eagerly tongued along with Jack. Jack broke the horny kiss and put the pipe away and took the bottle of chem piss from Brad. Open your mouth slut he said to Brad, Brad was high and opened his mouth. Jack poured the rest of the bottle into his mouth and Brad who swallowed the piss, this time he drank it without a problem. Jack loosened the chains and he began to play on Brad's nipples with his mouth. Brad came in seventh heaven. Oh yeah oh yeah he was moaning. With his hands Jack pulled the plug out of Brad's already loosening pussy and pushed it back in. Brad squirmed in the bed in pleasure. Jack teased Brad all over his body for a while longer and then he stopped abruptly. He looked at Brad and said. How are you going to thank me now for the pleasure you were allowed to experience. Brad's eyes were full of horniness and he opened his mouth and said I will suck you sir, I will suck you nice. Nice one slut said Jack, that's a nice start but it won't be enough. You may start by sucking my cock stiff, then when it is stiff you may push it as deep as you can into your throat and thus hone your deep troath technique. While you're at it, think about how you can thank me further. Because with just a blow job will not be enough for the pleasure I have given you. Jack once again pulled the plug out of Brad's ass and took a Tina shard from the cabinet and pushed it deep into Brad's pussy. He groaned and once again felt the burning sensation come on. Jack lay down on the bed and Brad positioned himself opposite Jack's limp cock. This time he needed no encouragement and he opened his mouth and he sucked the cock into his mouth. Jack's cock got stiffer in Brad's warm mouth and in no time he was filling the his full mouth. Brad's mouth went up and down the thick shaft. He felt his master's cock get stiff and pushed it deeper into his throat. This time he hit further before he started gagging. The burning sensation in Brad's ass had by now given way to a warm and horny glow over his entire body and his cunt which was opening by itself was crying out to be filled. He began to suck like he had never done anything else. For Jack, this was the moment to stop him for a moment and make him turn so that he was in a 69 position. This way he could prepare Brad's pussy. Have you thought about how you will thank me further said Jack. Brad who could not answer because his mouth was filled with his master's cock moaned. Jack teased Brad's sphincter by circling his fingers and moving his finger a tiny bit pushing in. The Booty bump, the chem piss and the teasing were doing their job because out of nowhere Brad said, fill my ass, fill my ass with your fat cock. My ass needs to get your fat dick sir. Please fill my ass. This is what Jack had hoped for. That the former stud himself would ask to be fucked. Brad was startled by his own words. His body was screaming to be fucked, but his mind wasn't there yet. In his mind, he was still straight. As much as Jack wanted to shove his cock into Brad's virgin pussy without mercy, he knew he couldn't do it without damaging his toy. Jack's cock was twice as thick and long as the biggest plug Brad had already had and if he fucked Brad now he wouldn't be able to work on his transformation for the next few days. My cock in your cunt you will have to earn first he said. He pushed Brad off him and he went to the wall with the dildos. He took one from the wall that was still a bit narrower than his pole and stepped back to the bed and pulled Brad by his hair to the wall. He pushed Brad forward and turned him with his ass to the wall. He placed the dildo with the suction cup on his ass height and lubed it up with lube. Start by getting this one in your pussy he said. Brad who by now had had some more time to think was no longer so sure of what he had just said and blocked. He knew if he went any further with this it would be the end of him as a straight man. Once there would have been a cock in his ass then there was no going back. Jack pulled Brad's hair and said are you going to get into it slut or should I help you. Brad knew if Jack had to help that there would be pain involved and he wanted to avoid that. His cunt was screaming to let the cock pushing against his sphincter in but his mind was still working against it. But against his wits he pushed his ass towards the wall and let the tip of the dildo in. His sphincter was pulled open and felt like it would tear. Ahhhhhh he exclaimed and pulled his ass back. Rome wasn't built in a day Jack said, push your ass back slut and he pushed Brad back towards the wall and the tip pushed open the sphincter again. The dildo shot inside Brad and he moaned in pain. It's way too big he moaned. If you can't handle this yet, how would you like my pole in your pussy slut. Jack held Brad's ass against the wall with his firm hands, allowing the tiny shards of Tina that were on the dildo to melt into Brad's pussy. It's burning inside cried Brad who thought he was tearing open. Jack laughed and said wait a minute, you'll be sliding on this dildo like you've never done anything else. He placed himself in front of Brad's mouth and said instead of moaning about your cunt slut you should spoil your master's cock open your mouth and start sucking. Brad opened his mouth and took the fat black glans into his mouth and then the entire pole. Brad felt that his pussy had gotten used to the dildo and the burning sensation was gone and had given way to horniness and a call for more stimulation. He began to make a small fucking motion with his ass. He opened his mouth and began to breathe deeply. Oh yeah, oh yeah thats it yeah. Brad was in seventh heaven and the last bit of straight left in him was gone for a moment. Jack patted him on the head. Don't think only of your own pleasure slut. You're lucky I'm letting you do this. If you want to ride the dildo you will have to keep sucking my cock or something will follow for you. Brad began to ride harder against the dildo and sucked on his master's cock. The deeper he pushed the dildo the looser his pussy became and the more his prostate was stimulated. The pre-cum was running out of his cock and Jack saw this. To arm your new self he said to Brad, push that dildo as deep as you can into that slut pussy of yours. Accept your new status as a slut and then tomorrow I will make you feel what it is like to be fucked by a real man. Brad who was getting hornier by Jack's words sucked as best he could and he felt Jack's cock fill with seed and flow into his mouth. It was only the second time he had seed in his mouth, but like an accomplished slut he swallowed the seed. Jack jerked after and then pulled his cock back out of Brad's mouth and pulled his ass off the dildo. Enough for today he said and pushed Brad hard onto the bed. This time Jack didn't attach the wristbands to the bed. He gave a pill to Brad and he put it in his mouth and swallowed it eagerly. Go to sleep he said to Brad when I come in tomorrow I want your pussy clean like I showed you this morning. Understood slut. If it's not clean something will follow. Brad replied with yes sir it will be clean. Brad's eyes grew heavier and he began to doze off. He still wondered why he wasn't secured and if he would be able to escape but he fell asleep. His dream was intense, reliving what he had been through so far and he had conflicting feelings. He had horror for his actions and a kind of release for what he was becoming. Brad woke up with his half hard cock in his hand. The last thing he remembered from his dream was the moment Jack would stick his cock in his pussy. He opened his eyes and the dimmed light was back on in the room. His arms were not tied to the bed and if he wanted to he could walk away. But he felt around his neck here. He looked in the mirror and saw that he had a collar on, but this did not look like a normal collar. This one was fastened with a lock and he certainly wouldn't get it off. It was also fairly heavy and Brad immediately realized what was special about this collar. It would give a shock if he did anything that was not allowed. Like for example trying to escape from the room. On the bed he also saw 2 dildos, one was the one he had had in his ass yesterday, the other was thicker and longer. He looked at it and now fully realized what he had done yesterday. His feelings were in knots and he needed Tina, his body was yearning for another trip. He looked at the cabinet where Jack's chems were and he saw the pipe filled with Tina. His heart began to pound and he looked at it and hesitated what to do. Would he give in to his body's call for another trip or would he try to stay sober and find a solution to his situation. His thoughts went back and forth and without realizing it he took the pipe and put it in his mouth and made fire so that the Tina began to melt and the smoke began to form. This is it he thought, he hesitated for a moment but the call of his body was greater than the resistance of his mind and he inhaled the smoke holding it as long as he could and blew out a fat cloud. His body began to grow warmer his heart beat more quietly. But his body asked for more and he did it again. Still his body asked for more and he repeated it 3 more times until his eyes were back spinning in his eye sockets like flying saucers. He had a blissful feeling and he wanted to feel his pussy. As he pressed his finger against his pussy it occurred to him that he needed to rinse first. He got off the bed and went to the toilet and did what his master had shown him the day before. After rinsing a few times he crawled back on the bed and took hold of the pipe again he let the last of the Tina melt and took 1 last hit. He saw the dildo lying there from the day before and took it in his hands and tried to push it into his pussy. To his own surprise, the dildo slid in smoothly. He began to fuck his ass with the dildo and moaned softly. He looked at the other dildo and wondered if he would fit that one in his pussy as well, he removed the first dildo from his pussy which had now become an open hole and took the bottle of lube that was on the cabinet and smeared a layer on the dildo and smeared the rest with his finger in his open gaping pussy. He felt the lube burn in his hole and took hold of the thickest dildo and pushed it against his sphincter. The muscle worked against him and he had to bite his teeth but still he got the tip of the dildo to inside. He pulled and back and took a breath and then pushed it back in. He felt his muscle being pulled open again and his cunt gave way to let the dildo in. His head dropped to the bed and he let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. Shit, yeah that feels so fucking good came out of his mouth. He pushed the dildo even deeper and at that moment Jack came in who had been following everything on the screens in the room next door. Brad's entire room was fitted with cameras and everything was recorded in case it was needed. Look at that, said Jack look what you have become. I'm proud of you slut, I'm really proud. Brad's eyes turned with horniness in his head. You have become a true slut, slut who craves Tina and is ready to be fucked. It's about time you got a real pole in your pussy don't you think. Brad turned his eyes to Jack and let out a clear hell yeah. With a horny slut look he looked at Jack and called out. Fuck me sir, I want to feel your pole in my pussy. You sure will said Jack. He took hold of the dildo and increased the rhythm with which the dildo fucked Brad's pussy. Brad moaned loudly and Jack asked if his pussy was clean. Brad exclaimed YES YES YES. Good girl and he pulled the dildo out of Brad's pussy. Brad's pussy was wide open and opening and closing like it was looking for a cock to suck inside. Jack pushed 4 fingers against Brad's sphincter and pushed his fingers inside and violently fingered his pussy. With his long nails he scraped the inside of Brad's hole and when he took his fingers out of Brad's pussy they were coated in blood. Jack grinned and Brad who was moaning. If you want your master to stick his cock in your pussy you will have to suck it stiff first. Brad was on his knees as fast as he could and opened his mouth to suck his master's cock. Look how eager my slut has become. Jack pulled out his cock and he didn't even get time to offer it to his slut. Brad took hold of his cock and put it in his mouth. He sucked like his life depended on it and Jack had to rein him in a bit. Calm down slut if you keep going like this there won't be anything left to fuck you with. Brad calmed down and sucked at a more leisurely pace and allowed Jack to enjoy himself more. Jack took hold of Brad's head and enjoyed. Oh slut you are already sucking very well, a few more practice and you will be a pro. Jack removed his stiff cock from Brad's mouth. He stepped over to the cabinet and pulled out a point he took a strap and then turned around. Give your arm he said to Brad. Brad gave his arm, he hadn't seen the syringe yet but the strap was already around upper arm and tightened. Jack looked for a vein and with a cloth rubbed the place where he would spray. Then he took the syringe and Brad saw the syringe and knew what would happen he had heard of this. No he said I don't want to become a heroin whore he said, anything but this. Jack laughed a whore you will become a slut whether you want to or not but you will not become a heroin whore you will become a Tina whore. Now lie still he said or this will end badly. Brad wanted to protest but kept his arm still and saw the needle disappear in his arm. He saw some blood get into the syringe and heard Jack say ready for your first real trip slut because here it comes. Brad saw Jack push the plunger in and he saw the contents of the syringe disappear into his arm. Oh shit and now Brad thought. He felt a tingling sensation in his throat a pressure on his chest and he had to cough, he coughed heavily a few times and then a surge of heat and tremendous horniness came over him. His pussy needed to be filled he didn't care with what. FUCK, FUCK he exclaimed. Oh my fucking god rape me, fuck me, but do something. He lay writhing on the bed and his hands searched his pussy and he inserted 4 fingers at a time into his gaping hole. Jack enjoyed what he saw and pulled Brad's hands out of his pussy and pushed them to his head. Jack left Brad begging to be fucked for a while longer and then said are you ready slut are you ready to discover your true self, are you ready to be fucked by a real man. He pushed Brad's legs up and put them against his shoulders, took his stiff pole and pushed his glans against Brad's sphincter he looked deep into Brad's eyes and Brad into his. Brad who was flying on the Tina wave screamed to fuck him and Jack said, you're asking for it slut here it comes, once my cock has been inside you you are mine forever. I am yours shouted Brad I am totally yours. I like that Jack said and he pushed his rigid cock in 1 push inside Brad. Brad's cunt opened like a flower and felt his sphincter being stretched even more but because of the slam he felt no pain all he felt was supreme happiness. Oh yes master fuck me, fuck me as hard and deep as you can he cried. Jack sat balls deep and began to thrust quietly into Brad's pussy. Harder Brad cried out and he tried to set the rhythm himself with his ass. Jack stopped him and said he would set the pace. So Jack fucked on for a while and then quickened the pace. He pulled his cock back out of Brad's hole which had now become a gaping hole and pushed it back in hard. Brad moaned in delight, he was in slut heaven. Then Jack told him to sit on all fours. Brad did as asked of him and Jack sat down behind Brad and pushed his pole back in. Jack was fucking heavily and Brad was moaning heavily, this feeling was blissful. This was what he wanted to feel for the rest of his life, from his limp pole his own pre-cum was dripping and Jack wiped it off with his fingers and put his fingers in Brad's mouth. Lick your own cum he said Brad licked the fingers clean and he cried out wanting Jack's seed in his pussy and wanting nothing more than to be fucked by him every day. Jack increased the pace and thrust hard into Brad's pussy. He slapped Brad's ass only times. Brad moaned and could only utter yes yes harder deeper. Brad's words turned Jack on immensely. Jack couldn't hold on any longer he pulled on his slut's hair and Brad's head came back. Jack spurted in Brad's face and yelled here comes my gift for you slut here comes my dirty seed. From now on you are mine forever. He pushed his pole deep into Brad's hole one last time and Brad felt his hole being filled with Jack's seed. Jack let his cock sit for a few more breaths and pulled his limp cock out of Brad's open hole. He saw that his cock was coated in his cum and blood. Jack grinned and knew that very soon Brad would be completely transformed there was no turning back now. But just to be sure he took out a butt plug took one more look at what he had just created and pushed the plug into Brad's gaping hole which until a few days ago was a tight asshole. With his fingers he took the cum running out of Brad's hole and offered his finger to Brad. Here is part of your reward slut. You must not let anything go to waste of what you get from your master. Brad licked the fingers clean and bit his lower lip and let out a that tastes so good understanding. Jack let his limp pole hang in front of Brad's mouth and told him to lick it clean. Brad eagerly opened his mouth and took the cock into his mouth. He tasted his master's delicious cum and also tasted blood. But the chems were still coursing through his body and he was far too horny to pay too much attention to this. As he was licking his master's cock clean he heard. Oh baby, how proud I am of you, you have already become a real slut. I'm so proud of you, I knew it that you would become a natural. Hearing that you want to get a fat cock in your ass every day makes me happy. We will train you even more and then you can indulge in a fat cock every day. That voice clocked him in familiarity. Angel stood next to him and looked at him smiling. Brad looked deep into Angel's eyes and he tried to get a grip on the situation. The woman he had called his girlfriend until a few days ago and whom he himself fucked almost every day. Had stood by watching him enjoy being fucked and how he had begged to have seed in his pussy and how he was now licking a cock clean. He was embarrassed because Angel had seen that he had enjoyed being fucked. Angel rubbed through Brad's hair and gave him a kiss on his cheeks. I came to see how far along your training was and I am amazed at how fast you are going. You are well on your way to becoming our new addition to the club. I think you were always a dirty bottom slut. Brad was embarrassed to death. I have to get back out there Angel said. I'll stop by again soon to check on the progress. Angel left the room and Brad was back to full sobriety. What had just happened, am I gay now? Did I really enjoy this now and did I really beg for seed. All sorts of things were going through him. Until he thought back to Jack's last words before he finished. Dirty seed. What did he mean by this. Brad lay on the bed panting and Jack stood up and walked to the door. Enjoy this for a while he said I will be back later. You're not tied up anymore he said but I guess you realize that the collar around your neck will make sure you can't run away. Brad looked dejectedly at Jack and nodded. The door closed and the light dimmed back. Brad tried to organize his thoughts and get everything in order.

Chapter 2 He said it was so much fun he was still craving more He said it was so much fun he was still craving more. I told him that the bath houses in the next town were a fun place to go if he wanted to try again. I told him to think it over and let me know. He called texted me the next morning and said he needed to talk to me. I texted back and said I would be home after 6 and able to talk. He called me right at 6, I wasn’t sure what he was so anxious to talk about. He told me that he really need to get more up his butt and would do anything to get it. I knew then that he was really hooked on the Chemsex. I asked him if he looked at the website on the paper he put in his jeans after the party. He said no that he forgot about it and put his cloths in the wash and the paper was destroyed. I texted him the information and logon details and told him to look. On that site was video clips and pics of what all he got into. It showed him getting booty bumps, slammed, fucked by the Cruel condom on the dildo and how pink it was. It also showed him sucking cock for both cum and piss, taking cocks up the ass including the two cocks with the Bio Hazzard tats on them. All the face parts were blurred out. We did have the originals incase he wanted to see his face in them. He called me back less than an hour later. He said that was hot and wanted it again. I told him in a month but if he wanted to get some action try the baths in the next town. One is clean and pretty much vanilla play. The other has a rep of being sleazy and really wild. I asked the kid if he was keeping the hair off his pubes. He said yes, smooth as a babies bottom. I told him that at either lace if he walked around naked he would get lots of action because he looked like a teenager and guys go for that. I didn’t tell him that in the sleazy one he would be considered only a piece of meat and all the guy would be ripping his ass up. There are guys there that lean toward the molesting side and he would be prime meat. He asked me about drugs. I told him at the upscale one probably not, at the sleazy one drugs are all over the place, trying to avoid them is the trick. I didn’t tell him that at the sleazy one all sorts of STIs and HIV+ unmedicated guys go there. He told me that his girl friend was going to be out of town for a couple weeks and he had a four day weekend coming up. I told him to let me know what he wanted to do.

Like fighting until one goes down or can’t fight back anymore, and the victor takes sex as his prize

Part 6: Epilogue / Conclusion (One year later…) “I need to be heading out. My client wants me to get there about 6.” “Well, come give us a kiss before you go.” Kirk called back. Calvin tossed his overnight bag down by the front door and walked into the kitchen where his two boyfriends were sitting. It was mid-terms so they had both had to cut back on clients this week so they could study. School, of course, was not something that Calvin had to worry about. He didn’t mind anymore though. Why anyone willingly sit and read a book or listen to some professor go on and on and on? The hotel he had been working at the year before had been happy to let him go without fuss when he told them he was quitting. Probably saved them from having to fire him. His old boss had rented him once though and gave him a good hard fuck. Said he was glad Calvin had finally found a job that fit his skill set. He had never heard from his father, but his mother had sent him a letter a month ago or so. Saying she missed him. Saying she was trying to get his father to relent. Calvin hadn’t replied yet. He kept thinking he should have Evan or Kirk help him write a reply… he just kept forgetting. Even his romantic life had worked out better than he could have ever thought. Evan and Kirk were adamant that they were not a couple before he had moved in. Just friends with benefits. But somehow, when Calvin moved in they had all ended up in a relationship together. Somehow they all complimented each other in a way that just seemed to work. “This booking is an all-nighter in a hotel, isn’t it babe?” Evan asked. “Yep. So don’t wait up!” Calvin winked. “You dirty little slut.” Kirk teased “That’s why you love me.” “True. Well, get going then… but I’ll have breakfast waiting for you when you get home in the morning. And some of that special sauce you love so much.” Calvin stepped from the taxi he had taken to his appointment. He never drove anymore Just so many things to have to remember and keep track of. Kirk and Evan had been terrified the first — and only — time they had been in the car with him behind the wheel. They were pretty adamant that he should never drive again. He stopped in the lobby restroom to go pee before going up to the hotel room. His client hadn’t mentioned that fetish so he thought it was better to just get it out of the way. The restroom was empty except one other man. One nondescript man. Neither short not tall. Average build. A face that could be young or old or both or neither. Calvin stopped in his tracks. He knew this man. This was the stranger. From the party. Over a year ago. Before everything changed. This was the man who had changed him somehow. Calvin’s memory was not what it had once been. But he remembered the stranger’s name: Seb. Calvin was unable to move. His pulse was racing. His body sweating. A rabbit trying to stay still, desperately hoping the wolf doesn’t see him. But Seb saw. He turned towards Calvin and frowned. “I know you. I never forget a face. Particularly not a mortal I’ve feasted on. And I can see I’ve feasted on you.” He paused. “Ah yes. I remember. You were a little morsel I picked up on the side. The smart boy. Or you were smart back then anyway.” Seb circled Calvin. Stalking. “So what have you been up to, I wonder? I usually watch what happens after I feast but I had bigger fish to catch at the time so I never got around to checking up on you. You don’t mind if I look through your timeline, do you? Of course you don’t.” Seb’s eyes shifted for moment, as if he were looking at something in the distance, before looking back to Calvin. “Well, well, well. What an interesting year you’ve had. You’ve gone from a straight genius virgin with a promising - albeit lonely - future to a (if you forgive me for saying) not-too-bright gay whore. I guess I do good work even when I don’t try. Yay me.” Calvin’s eyes, the only thing he could move, followed the circling stranger. “I could change you back, you know.” Seb mused. “Would you like that? I could even take you back to that very moment. Make this whole year go away. Give you your intelligence back, your family back, your future back. I’ve just been feasting on a silly Mormon boy who thought his god would protect him from ‘evil’… so I’m in a particularly good mood. Say the word and I’ll give your old life back.” The restroom blurred. Or, rather, it seemed like two different rooms were overlapping. The hotel restroom and the toilet where Calvin had met Seb a year before. A choice. Calvin’s heart beat faster. His mind was working. For the first time in over a year, he could think. REALLY think. And, with a word, he could have his old life back. Everything he had once been. But… He had a new life now. He had Evan. And Kirk. And sex. Lots and lots of sex. He was happy in a way that he had never been when he was smart. He could have his old life or his new one. Not both. A choice. “No. Please don’t.” “No? Are you sure?" Seb feigned surprise. “You do understand that there will be pain, and loss, and sorrow in your future either way you go? You won’t always be a young and beautiful creature with men giving you money to savour a bit of your flesh. And the virus in you will progress and take its toll. Your health and looks with fail. So I ask again, a final time: are you sure you don’t want that other life back? Intelligence, money, comfort?” “No. The cost for that old life is too much. It’s not worth even a year with Evan and Kirk.” “Very well then. Keep your new life.” But Seb frowned. There was something that didn’t add up. How did these two young men, selling themselves for cash, suddenly fall in love with his little plaything? It seemed so out of character for them. And then Seb saw it. Both men, Evan and Kirk, bore signs of his touch. His particular handiwork was imminently recognisable. But he had never met either of them. So… how? When? “Ah. Of course.” Seb couldn’t help but laugh. He turned back to Calvin. “You and I have been destined to bump into each other again today. Apparently, I’m in an even better mood right now than I thought. So let me give you a parting gift.” Seb reached out into the timeline. The human concept of cause and effect was so limited. Flawed. He pitied them for their existence inside of time. There. The first meeting between Calvin and his two boyfriends. And their reunion a few weeks later. He knew exactly what changes to make. Where to touch and nudge. Because he had just seen the after-effects of his changes. With his touch, his little edits, they both fell in love with Calvin. Wanted to be with him. Protect him. So the year could proceed as Calvin remembered. And the future as Seb himself could already see. It was, of course, a bit of a violation of the Laws that bound his kind: neither Evan or Kirk had consented nor had they ever been cursed by another mortal. Oh well, never let it be said that a demon can’t do a good deed once in a while. “Now, you truly have been a delicious diversion. Twice. Thank you! But I have real work elsewhere and so I leave you to the life you have chosen.” Calvin blinked. He was back in the hotel restroom. Alone. He could move freely. For just a moment, his old intelligence lingered. Then faded. Gone forever. But he was… content. A year ago his life was structured and controlled by his dad. Then it had gone spinning out of control the day he met Seb. Now? His life may not be perfect, he might not be perfect, his future might not be perfect… but it was his choice. He had, for at least that moment, taken control. Chosen his past and his destiny. He quickly took the pee he had come into the restroom for before heading for the hotel elevator. He had a client waiting. And Evan and Kirk waiting for him at home in the morning. - END -