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My name is Adam, I am 20 years old now. When I was 19, I met a guy who was like my older brother. I had a huge crush on him. Jake was tall and muscled 27 and had lots of guys whom he slept with, but he never made a move on me although I wanted him to. Jake knew I wanted him; he thought it was cute. We had been hanging out, playing video games like normal and Jake turned to me and said, have you ever thought about having sex with me? I stopped as my heart dropped, I swallowed hard and said yes. A lot. He patted me on the head and said, he just did not know if I could handle him. For the next hour, I tried to convince him, but he just laughed it off, the last time I pleaded he said. I want you to prove it to me. I thought we would have sex then but instead, he said he wanted to take me to a club. He told me he would tell me more when we were on the way. The rest of the day he was on the computer and his phone texting back and forth with someone and at 6 PM he told me to go home and get ready, to clean out for getting fucked but no promises and he would pick me up at 7 PM. I rushed home and cleaned out showered and started to get dressed. Jake texted, were those tight shorts, a jock, and that hot pink tank you have. I quickly changed into my jock, tight Gogo shorts, and that tank and waited. Ten minutes later he text he was here and came out to the car, he whistled and told me I was looking hot and ready for tonight. I just smiled and got in the car. We drove 30 minutes to a part of town I have never been in. We got out and came over and had me pull down my shorts. He slid on cock cage and locked it and told me to pull up we were ready. I was a bit confused, but I would do anything at this point to be with Jake. The entrance had a guy who was collecting money to enter, when Jake went up, he said where the entertainment is, and the guy buzzed us in. Before I could ask, a few guys grabbed my ass and felt and pinched my nips while they were talking to Jake. One guy, an older guy came and told Jake the room was ready. Jake grabbed my hand and lead me through a room with four chairs and glass facing the open area and bar and to a back room. Once inside he closed the door and told me I was doing so well. There was a table with a few drinks on it, one had a white napkin under it and the other a Black. He grabbed the glass with the white napkin, and I grabbed the one with the black and we toasted to a great night. A night of me becoming a real man. He pulled out two chairs and we sat and talked for a while, I started to feel a little funny, Jake said. It is time. He had me stand up and told me to pull my shorts down and bend over the table. He pulled out some lube and a tin. Jake lubed up my hole and slide his finger inside me and then opened the tin and grabbed two shards and put them on the table and put it back and one by one he grabbed one and slide it up my hole. It started to burn, I turned to Jake, and he said it is supposed to feel like, it will take a minute. He put his finger on my lips and said, pull up those hot pants and hang tight. I will be right back. There I was, sitting in this room starting to feel warm all over. I really need Jake to fuck me. Ten minutes later Jake came back in and had me pull down my Gogo shorts and told me to bend over again. He put two more shards up my hole and said, I think we are ready. I went to grab my shorts and Jake stopped me. No need, take the tank off also. I pulled it off, I was so ready for Jake to kiss me. I had not noticed it but there was a second door in the office, and a tall young guy knocked on the door. Jake answered, and the guy said we are ready. Jake turned to me and told me to go with Ryan and that he would be back in a couple of hours. I thought, what the fuck, Jake slapped my ass and said now Adam and I walked out the door and I heard it lock. I did not know it, but jack had gone out the other door to watch from the glass. Once back in the room it was different, a curtain had been drawn. This good-looking tall guy explained that Jack had set up a couple of guys to taste if you are ready to have sex with him. If you pass tonight, he said he would fuck you if you can prove you are ready. Then he rubbed my chest and I just tingled. His hand went to my backside and then down to my ass as he cupped my left cheek in his hand. He felt so good, I was so horny. He moved his hand, and soon his finger was in my crack and on my hole. His finger fingered the rim of my hole, and all I could do is moan. He stopped, I really did not want him to, and he undressed. He pulled off his shirt and he had a tight body with a large scorpion on it. He slid down his pant, he was commando and his dick flopped out. Fuck, I had only ever seen a dick like that in porn. He went back to cupping my ass with his finger at my hole and I was moaning again looking at his huge soft dick. I went to touch it and he grabbed my hand. No, not yet soon enough. I could not take my eyes off his beautiful dick. Soon the curtain pulled. I was not the only guy in a jock. I could look straight across and there was a young white boy skinner than me in just his cock cage. The guy with me got behind me and slide off my jock strap and I was now in a cage naked. There were two guys in the middle. One look to be late 30’s Greek looking with a beautiful body and a hairy chest and huge dick also. Then a blond god, Nordic looking, and he too had a huge dick. The guy with the skinny guy had the same scorpion tattoo, he was Latin with a fat uncut dick. Brian I finally learned was the guy with his finger on my hole. He leaned down and whispered. The boy across also wants to have sex with Jack. Each guy will rate you, whoever had the best rating will get Jake. This is your only opportunity; he will not give you a second chance. The Latin guy was saying something similar but for another guy. We each thought we were competing for the same but later found out I wanted Jake and the guy who brought him was Ryan. Brian told me that he had to go take a seat. You can pick any guy to start but you must get with each of us. If you only suck cock that is a 3 but if you let them fuck you that is a 6-10. If you require condoms that is a 4 and some may refuse so that is a zero. Got it? I shook my head yes. Okay, when you hear the bell, you can start. Once he and the Latin guy sat, I heard the bell. For some reason, the guy who sat closest to me was the Latin guy. I walked over and felt his chest. He asked me to suck his dick. I walked around and go to my knees and picked up that big uncut dick and started to suck it. I have never sucked uncut before. I was clueless. I was not sure it was possible, but the guy got even thicker and thicker as I sucked and jacked his dick. He lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. Something I swore I would never do but in my horny altered state, I licked and tongued his hole as he moaned. He grabbed my head and held it, and I tongued harder. He then told me I could try to suck him again, but my rimming was a 10. I will reserve your score on sucking till later. He put his legs down and grabbed me and rubbed my hole and said, I cannot wait to slide my bare dick inside you as he slid his finger inside me and all I could do is whimper. I looked over and Brian had the other guy on his lap with his huge dick had to be 10 inches on the kid’s back and he was finger fucking him while they kissed. Carlos the Latin guy send me to the Nordic blond. I walked over and before I could even touch him, he got up and turned around, and presented his ass to me. I got down and spread his big cheeks and licked his hole as he moaned. I then dove in and tongued and ate it for ten minutes. He then moved and turned around his dick was so big and thick. Fuck I thought, even thicker than the Latin guys. No fucking teeth he said. I opened my mouth, and he tilted my head and slide his dick in my mouth till I gag, he said, just like that fag boy. He fucked my mouth like that for five minutes making me almost puke several times and then he finally finished. His cock was so slimy. He had me turn around as he sat down and then he picked me up and lowered me toward his big dick. Brian reached over with Poppers and told me to inhale I did each side twice and slowly the Nordic God lowered me as my ass hit his fat head, he let gravity press my body onto his thick member. I started to call out it was too much, Brian put his hand over my mouth as my hole was stretched and torn open as his huge dick invaded me. I was making noise, but it was all muffled, his dick kept sinking inside me and soon I was sitting on his lap. He got that entire huge cock inside me. He picked me up and dropped me back down then pulled me to his chest and fucked my hole with his big dick. Ten minutes later he shot his load inside me. He held me there and said who is next, Brian said he was. The blond picked me up, turned me around and I was suddenly on my knees on the chair, arms resting on the back rail and Brian slide his big much longer dick inside me. He was fucking me calling me a fucking whore, as Blondie came around and made me clean off his dick. That is when I his scorpion just under his blond bush above his dick, I licked and sucked his cock clean while Brian fucked my ass. The blond finally gave me poppers as I was feeling some pain with Brian so deep inside me. It took Brian over 15 more minutes to show his load inside me. He leaned in and whispered in my ear and told me I was a 10. Then he said, now that it’s two, cannot wait to breed you more. Brian helped me up and took me to the back room and had me bend over. He pulled out the ten and again gave me two shards. When I stood up, he leaned in and kissed me. He sent electricity all over my body. I melted as his tongue fucked my mouth. When he broke, all I could do is stare into his beautiful brown eyes. He grabbed my hand and lead me back out to the room where the Latin guy was waiting for me. Brian handed me to him. The chairs had been removed and there were two mattresses. He led me over to the Greek guy and told me to suck his dick. I crawled on the bed and began to suck him while he spoke to me in a language I did not know, I later found out he was calling me a neg cum whore, cum pig for poz loads. Dirty whore. I smiled at him and picked up his big dick and began to suck him. He grew hard quickly. I love to suck dick so much is all I could think, while I was giving him service the Latin guy spread my legs and pressed his big dick against my hole. The Greek guy pulled me tighter to his chest and the pressure at my hole got intense. The Greek guy wrapped his hand over my head and covered my mouth and said Now. That is when the pain intensified, and I screamed into his hand which only made him hole my mouth and face tighter. I felt like I was ripping in down as Brian’s dick slowly inched his way all the way inside me and then he started to slowly fuck me. I cried, then hyperventilated and almost passed out. The Greek guy slapped my face a few times and brought me back. It still hurt like fuck, but I was no longer screaming just uncomfortable groans. They were both fucking me now. This went on for ten minutes, I would like to say it got better but still hurt. The Greek guy started breathing heavily and shot his load inside me. I thought it was over, I was so relieved when his dick went soft and slipped out. Brian pulled me to the side but kept his dick inside me as he rolled onto his back. 30 seconds later I felt a dick at the hole but this time I was given poppers. My hole began to relax, and this dick slid in, fat head, long as fuck since he slides slowly all the way inside me. I felt him go past Brian’s head an inch or so. Then they both started fucking me. He was not as thick as the Greek guy and this angle was easier, they made me start to moan and soon I shot my load inside the cage. My hole tightened up and I hear Brain say he was going to come and the black guy inside me said do I am too. Twenty seconds later they both shot their loads inside me. They both pulled out and Brian rolled me off him and then helped me up. He took me to the back room once again and had me bend over and to more shards when up my ass. He poured me a drink and told me to drink it, I was thirsty, so I did. I felt so fucked up, he told me to get dressed. I stumbled but got dressed finally and he led me out the back door to the parking lot. We walked down three buildings to another building that looked like a warehouse. He again told the guy at the front that I was the entertainment and the guy behind the counter buzzed us in. He walked me to a staircase and down to a basement. It looked like a dungeon; he patted a table. It was odd but he helped me up into it then fastened straps around my wrist and ankles. I tried to move my right arm, but I could not, then the others and nothing. I was tied in well. Brian slides a hood on me. The only thing open was a hole in my mouth. Brian started talking to a guy, his voice was gruff, he said you advertised neg bottoms off Prep were $5,000.00 The guy said yea, but we will have to test the boy to pay you. Soon I had some apparatus in my mouth (I later frond out was an HIV test) We are good the gruff voice said, and he handed Brian the money. Brian slapped my ass and told me to be a good boy and then I sense that he left, and I was alone with the gruff guy. I could see a flash of light; the old guy was taking pictures of me. He stopped and wrote what I later found out was “Neg Fag to be Pozzed” and “Stealth this little slut”. I heard typing and started to ask to get up. The old man came over and slide a ball gag in my mouth and said, boy that is not going to happen, I purchased your ass and now I need to get my money’s worth. He went back to typing, he had a group of 100 poz guys who like to blow their charged loads in a neg bottom. I could hear pings as the invites were accepted. He started to be pleased with himself as he said, oh boy you have some very fine guests. Then he said, your first and biggest dick will be here in 20 minutes. I will try to find one or two bigger but not sure it is possible. Your little cunt will be so wrecked when he is done. I then felt his fingers go up my ass and that burning again, he had put three shards in my hole. My hole was on fire for a few minutes, then all I could think of is cock and getting fucked. The gruff guy rubbed my back as I moaned and tried to push my ass back. He said, no cock yet boy. Testing the camera, you are being live-streamed tonight. He rubbed his fingers over my ass pucker and said, fuck boy you are one horny slut. I heard it but it did not sink in, not that I could have done anything even if it had. I heard the gruff guy setting up things and he finally came over and unfastened the ball gag. He presented a straw and had me drink, he said drink Shelby you need to be hydrated. It tasted funny like the other drinks from tonight. I felt warm and dizzy and just hummed. Two minutes later I heard the door, moose, glad you could make it. What’s your number tonight, Moose said 827,678. Wow, the gruff guy said, that is amazing. It was like an interview, the gruff guy asked what you think of the boy. Moose felt my ass and hole and said, he will never be the same but cannot wait to wreck him. Moose then rubbed lube on my hole and slide his fingers inside me. I felt a tip insert and then lube being pushed into my hole then it was withdrawn. The boy looks ready. I felt pressure at my hole, it felt like a fist being pushed against it. The pressure did not stop, I began to say I cannot, please no but he did not stop. Two minutes later he pulled off my ass and rubbed more lube on it and slide three fingers in my hole and then four. He twisted them around for a few minutes and I must admit that felt amazing. I even started to moan, then he quickly pulled them out and the pressure started again. I said no, please but he slapped my ass hard three times and pressed hard, I screamed as he entered me. I could not believe it and I kept saying take it out, please take it out. He laughed and just pushed as inch after inch pushed deep into me. I lost the ability to speak as he invaded me, I could hardly breathe. He finally bottomed out, saying goof neg fag boy. He slowly pulled out and started pressing deep again, he did this three times slowly before doing it with speed more and more. I heard him say, fuck you are tight, open the fuck up boy. My hole started to give way, it allowed him to start fucking me more and after twenty minutes he was long dicking me, I could only moan and say oh fuck, holly fuck. He fucked me for what seemed like forever. He slowly pulled out and I heard the camera, and the gruff guy must have been videoing my hole. He said fucking look at that hole so open. Fuck him some more, the guys are loving it. In that short time, my hole began to close but he pressed and began drilling my hole deep and fast. Fuck, I screamed it hurts, Stop, OMG stop. It only made him go harder, I again started to hyperventilate, and this time I passed out. The gruff man slapped my face three times, and I came back. Only to begin to shake as he fucked me and even with all that pain, he made me cum in the cage, he shot his load inside me two minutes after I shot mine. He let his cock soften and then pulled it from me. The old man shoved a plug up my hole before it closed. The gruff guy told the other guy to unfasten me and once they had me unfasted the guy who just fucked me picked me up and put me over his shoulder and carried me to a room with a bed. He tossed me on the mattress, and the guff guy grabbed my hands and shackled them. The hood stayed on. The big, dicked guy said he would be back at midnight for another round. Make sure he is flooded. Once Moose left, guys started coming in the first one pulled out the pug and got under me and worked his dick easily into me. Others would come in and slide in next to him and fuck my hole and cum. He lasted through five guys Cumming in until he was replaced. I have no idea how many, but a lot of guys fucked me. My hole was so wet. The room cleared out and Moose announced himself. Boy you are ready for me, aren’t you? Mr. Gruff, slide a couple of shards in me and my hole started to burn. Moose rubbed my chest and stomach. The tina started to work. He could tell as I moaned when he tweaked my nipples. He flipped me over and slide a cushion of some kind that had my hopes up and my face and chest on the bed. Moose then began to lube my hole. Slide three fingers in me and then four. When he was rubbing me, I marveled at how big his hands were. Two of them covered my stomach and some of my chest. He worked my hole back and four as I moaned and eventually began to slide his thumb in and press his fist into my hole. I knew he was trying to fist me; I knew I should say something, but I was so high I laid there as he worked my hole back and four and finally slide his hand inside me. I gasped and then could only moan and whipper. For the next hour, he worked my hole, slowly pulling out and then working his fist back in and messaging my inner hole. My moans only became more intense. I could not believe a guy had his hand inside me. He changed positions, then held his hand still. I could feel his big dick press against his forearm and slowly enter me too. I could not speak; it was somewhere between pain and pleasure and then he started fucking me and moving his hand in my hole. It was not long, and I came into the cage again. He used me like this for twenty minutes and then shot his load in my ass again. Moose left but kissed me on my back and neck and said he would be back. Mr. Gruff came in and slide some more tina up my ass and then grabbed me and walked me to the shower. He pulled off the hood and told me to clean up. It was the first time seeing him. He was about 55 tall lean and he had a big dick. His bulge is huge. Once showered Gruff told me to follow him, we walked down a hall, we entered a room. He had me lay on a padded table and pulled my head toward him, so it was hanging off. He unzipped his pants and fished out a 9” thick dick. He pressed his fingers into my mouth and make me open as he shoved his huge dick in my mouth and down my throat. I gag and almost puked before he pulled out. All he said was that is a good start you little slut. He continued assaulting my throat, I took it longer and deeper each time. Ten minutes in, with his dick all the way down my throat I could feel his cock pulse and cum doing down my throat as he came. He slowly pulled his cock from my throat; I gasp for air. He said we will try that again in a few hours. You have a guest coming. One every hour boy. Let’s get you ready for your first one. He reached and took off my cage for the first time in more than 24 hours. My dick hit the open air, he played with my balls and cock and got me hard. It still works well. I have your cum sold. No touching your dick. He took me into the other room and had me sit in a chair and then zip-tied my legs to the chair and my arms behind me and fastened me to the seat. Five minutes boy and your first guest will be here. He placed a blindfold on me and put the headset on me to play country music. Minutes later I felt someone rub his hand over my chest and pinch my nipple, making me jump a little. The guy leaned in and missed me. I kissed him back instinctually. He tongue fucked my mouth for a few minutes, then sucked my left nipple before moving to my right. Soon he lifted my semi-hard dick and began to suck my dick. I quickly grew hard, for the next twenty minutes he kept me on the edge almost ready to cum before finally deep throating me and sucking hard till I shot my load in his mouth. Wow, I was light-headed, the man got up after swallowing me and leaned in and kissed me one last time before leaving. Every hour someone came to suck me and drain my balls, five guys in total. I was feeling amazing. The old gruff guy cut off the zip ties and took off everything except the blindfold and lead me to a room. He propped me up and spread my ass and lubed up my hole. It was sore after the beating it took. I felt the shards being slide in and that warm feeling again. He left me there for a long time but finally came back and slide some long cold metal tube inside me, I felt like my insides were expanding. He pulled it out quickly and slide in a butt plug. I later frond out he was giving me a chem piss enema. Before long I was flying, it may have only been five minutes, but I could have been thirty for all I know. He came back into the room and pulled out the butt plug and the piss shot out my hole, long with cum, blood, and some poop. He then slides in a water enema and gave me another. Butt plugged again and then he left. Again, he came back in and pulled the butt plug out, and water shot, clean water. He said you are ready now. He led me into a room and pushed me down on a mattress, slide a harness on me, tied my wrist together, and fastened my hands above my head. What happened next was a blur. The room went dark. A hood replaced my blindfold, the lights came back on, and I suddenly felt hands everywhere where on my body. My nips pinched. Bit. Someone was rubbing my balls, someone else was jacking my dick. I was flipped over, and hands went for my ass and started putting lube in and on my ass hole. That same pillow or arch was slid under me, and my face and chest were in the bed, fingers were inside me. I could not help but moan. It did not take long, and a guy was working his fist inside me. He had a smaller hand, so it went in quickly. He then slides his other hand inside me. That seemed like a lot. He fisted me with both hands before I felt another hand trying to get inside me. I did not think it was possible, but the new guy forced his hand inside me. This continued with the guy until one by one they would jack off and shoot inside my hole and wash up and leave. Soon, I was alone, the man came back and said time to clean you up. You have a buyer. I seemed confused but once unfastened I got cleaned up and dressed again and the old man led me to the lobby. Jake was there, and a very tall man. I rushed over to Jake hoping he was going to take me home. Jake said, hey Adam. I really do not know what to say, here I thought you liked me and wanted to be with me. I have seen videos of you on the internet taking cock from all kinds of guys and letting yourself be fisted. I can tell you, that is not the kind of guy I want, you are risky and used up. We did find a man who did want you. Wayne here is the first man to fist you, the one with a huge dick. He is here to claim his property. Wayne handed Jake an envelope. I will say Wayne was willing to pay a lot for you. I hope you will be worth it to him. Jake turned and left, Wayne, grabbed me and picked me up, and carried me to his van. He opened the door and laid me on the floor and fastened a shackle to my leg. He looked down at me and said, you are so beautiful boy we have a long ride to your new home. He closed the door and got in the front seat and started it up. I cried most of the way on the two-hour drive. Wayne said, boy I love you and I know you will grow to love me. I cried more, he pulled off and poured me a drink with some g in it. He had me drink it and soon I was sleeping. I woke when he stopped the van. Groggy still, he unfastened me and carried me into the house. Put me in a room and locked it. I slept for ten hours until I was awoken by Wayne. Babe, it is time. He kept me for about a year and drugged me as he wrecked my hole with his huge dick and hands. When he tired of me, he drove me to the city and dumped me in an alley. No money, no phone, I could only remember two addresses. The one where I lived with a roommate. I made it back there but someone else was living there and Jake’s place. Jake answered that he had another boy in his living room playing video games. He said I wondered when you would show up again. He wrote down an address and handed me two hundred dollars and said should give the note to the guy at the front desk and pay for a room. Then he said, they will know what to do with you. I left knowing this would not be good but what else could I do? I made my way to the motel and the old guy at the front desk read the note and laughed and said, you need room 201. He smiled at me and gave me the key. He did not even charge me for it. The room was nice, and I was tired., I fell asleep. I was awakened by two men, not very good-looking grabbing me in the middle of the night and taking me to a back room at the hotel. One forced a couple of shards in my hole and the other gave me something to drink. They locked the door. The room was dark except for two holes in the wall. They looked like glory holes I had seen in videos.

My bf left for Toronto last Tuesday and is on his way home today. Within that time span between work and hanging with some friends I was able to get 12 different cocks, with multiple encounters with some of them since he's been gone. Sucked off three married straight men from the fabswingers site, two of which I convinced to breed me. Ended up having the biggest n thickest cock I've ever seen (which I'll provide a picture of) in my mouth and ass. Got my ass destroyed by a super fit couple. Met up with some old fwbs. Convinced a few guys who were very cautious of playing that I never get laid so that they would breed me. Met a fucking stud at his glory hole would loved my cock and ass so much that be bred me for 45 minutes and came inside me three times, fucked like a stallion. Literally bouncing on one to two cocks a day the entire time my bf was gone. Haven't had a good go of being a total whore like this in a long while and it was much needed. Got a hot guy who wants to breed me now but not sure when he can get avaliable, hopefully before my bf gets back in town haha. Love being a cheating whore and the best part being that my ass is so unnaturally tight my man will never know how many cocks I've managed to take while he was gone. He's gonna eat and pound my ass once he gets back and be none the wiser that I've whored myself out all week. Wet just thinking about it all

Part 3 As Drew and I both worked to get more of his young turgid meat into my straight married mouth I became aware of a tart taste on my tongue. Not an unpleasant taste at all. Something I wanted to taste more of – just like I wanted more of this sexy guy's pulsing cock sliding into my mouth and my throat. I moaned around my mouthful of cock as I tasted more of the fluid collecting on my tongue. Then it hit me....that was his precum! He was oozing it continually now and I hungered for more. I pulled my mouth off of his spit-shined hard cock and looked at his sweating smiling face. “Damn man your precum tastes so good! And there's so much of it,” I finished saying as I licked more of the juice from his wide piss slit. Drew was holding the pipe in one hand and a lighter in the other preparing to get us both higher and hornier. “It's all yours daddy. Every sweet drop of my precum is for you to swallow. And if you like how my precum tastes you're going to go fucking wild when you taste my cum.” With that he took a huge hit off the glass pipe keeping his dark eyes locked on mine. I didn't even flinch when he mentioned me tasting his cum. I automatically knew I was going to and I wanted to. With my eagerness heightened I wrapped my lips back around Drew's dripping cock taking it almost balls deep in one movement. “Oh fuck yeah Justin!”, Drew cried out as he exhaled another huge cloud. “Suck that dick man. Yeah stud suck my cock for me and work for that first load of cum. I wanna feed you every thick tasty drop daddy. Part of your boy inside you.” I growled around the meat filling my throat, now on a mission to get my boy to cum down my throat. I wouldn't stop until his nuts were empty. He had taken my spot on the couch and I was on the floor kneeling between his muscled spread legs. I licked and kissed the hair dusted balls holding the prize I now needed. Drew moaned and slid a little closer to the edge of the couch as I buried my face and tongue in the musky sweaty smell of his shaved crotch. I inhaled this man's scent digging deeper into the area where his thighs and balls joined. I heard Drew moaning and was proud that I was making this stud feel so good with my inexperienced mouth. I felt his strong hand running through my damp hair then ever so gently nudging me downward as I realized he was pulling his legs back more and giving me better access to his groin. “Lower, daddy” he whispered so softly I almost didn't hear him. But then, “Lick me and kiss me lower there daddy. Run your warm wet tongue across your boy's hole. It needs attention daddy. Please!” he begged as I felt more gentle pressure on the top of my head. Somehow or other this guy who was young enough to be my own son had me under his power and I wanted to please him. In the back of my mind I knew at least part of my readiness to surrender was the drugs we were smoking but this jock stud was in charge and we both knew that. I'd heard raunchy remarks over the years about eating ass but never thought about it. I enjoyed eating out my wife's pussy and making her cum from it but the thought of tasting her asshole never entered my mind. But now I was practically panting as I looked at the hairless clean puckered hole in front of me and silently obeyed Drew and lightly brushed my tongue across his boyhole. Drew immediately gasped and arched his back causing my tongue and lips to press harder against his taint as I instinctively started drilling into his succulent flesh. “Yes daddy! Oh fuck yessssssss! Eat that hole fucker! Eat it like you eat her pussy. Gawwddddddd that feels so good daddy! Eat my hole man! Fuck me with your tongue! Oh yeahhhhhh!!” I grabbed his trembling thighs to brace myself and went to town on his asshole. And like everything else he had shown me so far I had no idea where this hunger and craving were coming from. I was a very conservative almost kind of vanilla guy when it came to sex, but there was a fire lit in me and I wanted to let it burn. Drew was pushing his ass outward toward me as I dived deeper trying to taste his insides with my tongue. “Eat me you damn hot sexy fucker!”, Drew moaned. “Yeah daddy give in, don't hold back. Eat the fucking hell out of your boy's hole! Make me soaking wet so you can slide your hard married dick inside me and fuck me daddy! I want you to fuck me with your cock! Please!!” His words opened a door in my mind I never knew existed. Behind that door were things I had never consciously thought of or imagined. Things that all my life I was told were wrong and filthy and were only done by men whose minds were warped and per**rted. But hearing him beg me to fuck him made the lust I was feeling increase tenfold. Fuck him? He wants my dick in his ass?!! That's so dirty, so wrong. These thoughts were rushing through my mind in nanoseconds even as I drilled deeper into his delicious opening hole and felt his nuts bouncing on top of my head as he jacked himself. Yeah it's dirty and wrong but so damn hot, I told myself. I want to fuck him and give him my cum. Panting I raised my sweat and spit slicked face from his twitching hole, my eyes taking in the sight of his strong hand wrapped around his hard-as-rock dick, traveling over his ripped heaving abs, his hard stiff nips and finally meeting his gaze as he stared at me with nothing but desire in his eyes. “Aw fuck daddy! You ate me out so good. You liked eating my boyhole didn't you, daddy? Did you like how I taste?” “Daddy loved eating your hole boy! It was so warm and tasted fucking great! I couldn't get enough of it!” Drew grabbed the glass pipe and lighter and told me to sit next to him on the couch. I did and he had me take 3 big hits while he kept whispering in my ear how good my tongue had felt in him and how wet he was with my spit. He took my left hand and guided it down to his hole. “Here, daddy. Feel how wet you made me. So wet and relaxed and hungry for more”. I moaned against his neck as he adjusted slightly causing a finger to slide easily into his hole. “Mmmm yeah daddy finger my hole. Finger me and get my wetness all over your wedding ring. That looks so good doesn't it?” he asked in a seductive moan. I looked down and saw my ring finger sliding in and out of his wet hairless hole. I saw the wedding ring on that finger pressing against his flesh then withdraw only to repeat the move over again. My mind was screaming at me, telling me I was married, I was straight, I couldn't do this. But as if reading my mind Drew took hold of my throbbing shaft and began stroking it. “I need this in me Justin. I need your cock in me fucking me. Please daddy. Fuck me, fuck your boy. She doesn't need to know, does she?” (to be continued)

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. -- I'm unable to find another site to post this story without a lot of re-work. It was written several months ago and wraps up a few unanswered things from "Ric's Freshman Year" ([think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/71582-rics-freshman-year/#comments). Hopefully someone is interested in seeing how Ric and crew kept busy after his Freshman adventures. There are 7 chapters, each with three or four sections. I'm going to post these pretty quickly, otherwise I'll be posting for weeks (there's 26 parts total). Consider it my finale for fiction on BZ. --------- Chapter 1.1 - Summer Break The summer job at the home improvement store wasn't like what he was expecting. The mundane parts of stocking shelves and doing inventory were coupled with people asking questions about things he had no clue about and construction guys hitting on him. He was a little surprised, but he knew from a lot of his escorting jobs that a wide variety of straight guys liked having fun with another guy as long as no one found out or they only pretended to be straight in public. Most just wanted a blowjob, some wanted to suck, others got more adventurous and wanted to fuck. Only a few were interested in getting fucked and all gave up that idea once they saw Ric's cock. The first time a guy mentioned heading to the store bathroom for some head, he was nervous but used all of the tricks he'd learned from the many times he'd done quickies with Jim at school. Oral was as far as he'd go with guys there. After the first time he fucked a guy in the restroom, he decided if they wanted more then they would have to hire him. He'd built up a good bank account but knew he was going to blow a big chunk of it on a plane ticket and at Thad's shop. The messages between him and Mateo were almost endless, from the moment he woke up until late at night when he fell asleep. His parents weren't happy about him leaving again, even if it was just for a week. He finally told them about Mateo and their attitude changed. Now the questions were along the lines of when they could meet his boyfriend and some more awkward questions about their relationship. He really didn't want to tell them that they weren't monogamous, much less had done a couple escorting gigs together. His dad might understand but not his mom. Mateo picked him up from the airport and they drove back to the ranch. All Ric knew was that he grew up on a ranch with "some cows." Mateo seemed to be ashamed of growing up in a rural setting and Ric thought that his upbringing in the suburbs was not any better. Ric understood the desire to get away from family and experience a different place and that was just another thing that they bonded over. It took a while but they finally got to the ranch. Pulling up to the house, Ric was surprised at how out of place the large Georgian looked compared to the surroundings. Ric was greeted by Mateo's dad and brother, both of whom seemed happy that he was there. Not as much as Mateo, but close. He got a big hug from both of them as Mateo grabbed his suitcase and backpack out of the truck. They went inside to escape the heat and Ric dragged his over-packed suitcase up the stairs, following Mateo to his room. They passed a couple bedrooms and Ric wondered where he would be sleeping. "I even washed the sheets for you" Mateo said with a grin. "Where are you going to sleep?" Ric asked. "With you, of course" Mateo said as he pulled Ric into a hug and kissed him deeply. Ric was concerned since the door was wide open and if Mateo's dad or brother walked by they could see them. "Lunch in five" Mateo's dad, Miguel, yelled out from the bottom of the stairs. They kissed another minute, their hands feeling over the bodies they'd missed for the past month. Ric changed out of the jeans and tee that he'd worn on the flight to shorts and a tank and they went down for lunch. The conversation wandered as they ate, from where Mateo's brother was going to college in the fall to the size of the ranch to what activities Mateo had planned for Ric's visit. After lunch Mateo and his brother, Marco, cleaned up the kitchen. Miguel came up behind Ric and whispered "Thank you for visiting. He's really been missing you" before walking away. Miguel went back to work and the three younger guys headed into the family room and played a few video games. When Mateo got up to go to the bathroom, Marco said to Ric "He's been like a little kid before Christmas once he heard you were coming to visit. I've never seen him so happy. You must be the perfect guy for him." Ric was shocked, but he guessed that they all knew he and Mateo were more than friends. "How about we hit the pool?" Mateo asked as he came back. Soon Ric was rummaging through his suitcase trying to find the trunks he thought he brought. He found the speedo that Shane had given him and realized he'd grabbed the wrong swimsuit. Once it was on, Mateo chuckled. "My brother is straight and I know what your cock is like, there's no need to show off" he said. "I grabbed the wrong swimsuit. Unless you got another one, this is it" Ric replied. "No, that's fine. Just don't expect me to keep my hands off you" Mateo said. When they got down to the pool Marco was already swimming. Ric was disappointed that Marco had some loose board shorts on, but the tight trunks Mateo wore made him look even sexier. Marco was similar in size to Mateo but his face was clean shaven and his hair was longer. Both ears were pierced and there was a light coating of dark hair on each pec. Like Mateo, there was a nice trail running down into his shorts. He had bigger muscles than Mateo and Ric wondered if he worked on the ranch or in a gym. "Glad to see you got a better swimsuit" Ric said, remembering the warehouse party and the board shorts that he wore then. "Fuck! You really fill up that speedo. Hope it doesn't burst" Marco said with a laugh. Ric and Mateo jumped in and the three were splashing around and swimming. Marco climbed out of the pool after a while and laid out on one of the lounge chairs. After several more laps Ric swam up to Mateo and stood up, hugging him. The hug soon added a kiss and hands groping over each other's bodies. "No fuckin in the pool. I just got it clean from the last party" Marco yelled over few minutes later. Ric chuckled and went back to kissing Mateo, realizing that Marco didn't mind. Fucking was going to happen, just not right then. They climbed out of the pool and Ric sat down on the lounge chair next to Marco. "I like the ink, Ric. Are you going to do the rest of the arm?" Marco asked. "Thanks. Yeah, I have an appointment to do it when I get back. Mom's going to be pissed again but it's my body" Ric replied. "I want to get one, but dad said I have to wait until I've finished my freshman year" Marco said. "Spend the time saving for it and finding a good artist. Think about what you want, it's pretty permanent. I'd recommend the guy I go to, but he's a plane ride away" Ric said, smiling back at him. "Or you could come out and visit us at school and have the guy I used do it. He was good and friendly, but he'd probably hit on you as hard as he did me" Mateo said, winking at Ric. A short while later, Mateo said "I'm going inside. The sun is cooking me" and Ric nodded. They rinsed off under the outdoor shower, dried off and went up to Mateo's room. This time, he closed the door and pulled off his trunks. Ric tugged his speedo off and found himself pushed back onto the bed. "Your ass is going to feel so much better than my hand" Mateo said, climbing on top of Ric's body. His legs spread Ric's apart and his hands pushed them back, letting Ric grab them. Mateo moved closer, pressing his now leaking cock to Ric's hole. They grinned at each other before Mateo dripped some spit onto the exposed head of his cock and pushed in. "You're not very tight. You been fucking a lot since summer break started?" Mateo asked. Ric's grin got bigger as Mateo bottomed out. "Of course. Been working some, having fun with some friends, a few clients and some hookups. How about you?" Ric asked, briefly remembering the night before he flew out when he spent a few hours with the high school swim coach and his boyfriend swapping charged loads. "No one. The only gay guy I know around here was my high school boyfriend and he's a safe only guy" Mateo said, plowing faster. Ric flexed his ass muscles a few times and heard Mateo chuckle. "Don't even think about it. I want a nice long fuck to make up for these past weeks" he said. The thrusts got harder and Mateo pulled out and slammed back into Ric's hole. There wasn't enough spit or pre to lube him well, but he loved the burn from Mateo's cock drilling him. The friction was taking it's toll on Mateo's dick too, getting him closer to shooting his first load into an ass in over a month. He leaned over and kissed Ric, but that just excited him more. Ric clamped down a few times, each one harder than the last until he was getting pumped full of Mateo's seed. He milked Mateo's cock until there was nothing left. Minutes later, they broke their kiss and Mateo slowly pulled his spent cock out of Ric's hole. Ric let his legs down and then pulled on Mateo's arms. Once Mateo figured out Ric's intent, he straddled Rics' stomach and lined up the rigid shaft to his tight hole. Almost simultaneously, both realized that there was no way Mateo would be able to take Ric's cock without the help of some prep work and lube. Ric pushed him on to his back and rolled him on to his shoulders before shoving his face into the ass he had missed so much in the past month and a half. He had let his beard grow out and while he wasn't sure he liked how it looked, he loved getting it coated in spit when he rimmed a guy. Ric's fingers and tongue took turns stretching the tight hole. While he was eager to feel Mateo's chute wrapped around his cock, he wanted to make sure it felt good for both of them. Another couple minutes of fingering the saliva into his hole and Ric was ready. Mateo's feet were on Ric's chest as he lined up the partially covered tip to the slick hole. A few seconds of pressure got his cock through the outer ring and slowly digging in deeper. "Fuck! I missed feeling you inside me" Mateo said, grinning back at Ric. "Part of me will always be inside you" Ric said, starting to plow his dick in and out. Mateo nodded and started to rub his feet over Ric's pierced nipples making him grunt and thrust in faster. Ric grabbed his ankles and pushed back, folding Mateo up and pounding him harder. They stared at each other, wordlessly telling each other how much they missed having sex with each other. Ric began to growl and his thrusts got harder. His body bounced off Mateo's ass and once he threw his head back Mateo knew he was about to get bred again. The orgasm was long and Ric's cock throbbed as each volley of cum painted Mateo's chute. Ric leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend after the last spurt. His cock stayed hard while he was still planted inside Mateo, but after a passionate kiss he slowly pulled back and laid on the bed. Mateo crawled next to him and resting his head on Ric's shoulder. "Fuck, I can't believe how hot that looked. But... you both fuck? I thought one guy fucked and the other took it" Marco said, standing in the doorway cupping a pronounced bulge in his shorts. Ric chuckled while Mateo had a shocked look on his face. "You watched us? That's fuckin' rude. I didn't do that while you nailed that girl during the party a couple weeks ago. I closed the door and went back to the pool" Mateo said. "You could have. I wouldn't have minded. I like it when people watch. If you wanted privacy, you would have closed both doors, anyway. I was curious though when I saw the huge bulge in Ric's speedo. It was the first time I thought you might be the one taking it in the ass. And shit... that thing is even bigger now" Marco said. Ric chuckled again, realizing that his cock was still hard. "It's one of the benefits of gay sex... you can experience both sides if you want. Not all guys do though. Some only top and some only bottom" Ric explained, turned on that Marco had watched them. "Now you know. Go back to your room and waste a load. It's time for me to make Ric take it in the ass again as you so eloquently put it" Mateo said, sounding even more irritated. Ric saw Marco squirm and squeeze his hand tightly around his junk, guessing that he had just squirted cum inside his swim shorts. He wondered which image turned him on more - his brother fucking or Ric getting fucked. The shared bathroom door clicked shut as Mateo climbed between his legs. "Sorry about that. Sometimes he doesn't understand boundaries. We've always been close, but he needs to realize we need our private times" Mateo said before he licked up the length of Ric's shaft. "That's OK. I like having an audience too. It's even better when I get to 'take it in the ass' from a stud like you" Ric said as Mateo continued to lap at his cock. Ric stared down at Mateo and continued "Uh... I don't think your brother is as straight as you think he is. He may not have fooled around with a guy yet, but once he's at college, he will." Mateo stopped and looked back at Ric. "I've been thinking that too. Once I told them about you, he's been asking a lot of questions about gay life. His first won't be me. That would be too creepy" Mateo said. His attention turned back to Ric, with Mateo pushing Ric's legs back and pressing his stiff cock to his hole. Slowly his cock descended into the cum slick chute and the soft romantic side of Mateo's personality came out. The strokes were long and slow, interrupted only by matching long, passionate kisses. The thrusts eventually got a little harder and Ric responded by working his ass muscles around the stiff rod. Mateo's hands gripped Ric's shoulders and he drove himself all the way in before his cock began to pulse. Ric pulled him in for a kiss as the last spurts shot out. When the kiss ended, Mateo pulled his face away, leaving his cock still inside Ric's hole. After a few moments he broke the silence with "If he's going to watch, I'd prefer he see us making love, not rutting like dogs."

Sorry for the delay guys, I have a new poz bf so been giving my attention to him for a while! Chapter 14 The drinks were flowing , and there was a party atmosphere. I got Joe to one side, and asked him how he felt. ‘I’m sorry I didn’t know I was poz when we fucked ‘ I said ‘otherwise I wouldn’t have cum in you’ . ‘I know’ Joe replied. ‘ The thing is I’ve always known with Luke that I would become poz at some point, I just didn’t know when’ . Joe seemed resigned. ‘Look we’ve only fucked a couple of times looking at my dates’ I said’ it may be you’ve dodged a bullet and you’re still neg, there’s nothing definite yet, you can stay safe from now’ I replied. ‘Things have changed though’ he countered’ you’re poz and fine with it, I’ve always suspected Ty was poz and even Sally is poz now, I’m guessing Ty has bred her. Come with me’ Joe grabbed my hand and led me to the toilets, and took me to a cubicle. He turned and kissed me, before quickly getting on his knees and fishing my stiffening cock out of my trousers . He started sucking me to full hardness. ‘I’ve never been fucked by a pierced cock, and now I know it’s poz too, I want u to fuck me and make sure. I want to be in our club, not looking in from the outside’ He stood up and bent over. I knelt and rimmed his hole, spreading his cheeks. ‘Are you totally sure you want this?’ I checked. ‘Fuck yes, I want you to fuck my hole and gift me, just do it!’ Joe called. I didn’t need a second opportunity. I slid my cock in as he backed on to me. ‘Fuck that feels good, knowing I have a poz cock filling my hole’ Joe whispered. ‘ You will have some poz cum inside you soon enough, I’m going to make sure you’re poz tonigh Joe’ I whispered back as I started fucking him. ‘ Fuck me fuck me’ Joe kept whispering whilst wanking his own cock. I could feel my come rising and then just slammed into him before cumming. ‘Here it is your poz seed ‘ I said as I unloaded into him. ‘Keep it in you’ I ordered as we both dressed and left the cubicle to join the group. ‘I was just having a chat with Joe, he’s ok now I told the group. Luke went over to chat with him, and Sally came over to me. ‘ I can tell you’ve done more than chat’ she said. ‘Tell me’ . ‘He wanted me to breed him properly’ I said. He thinks Ty is poz, that’s how you’ve got it probably, and he didn’t want to be the only one, and he wanted my pierced cock to make sure.’ Sally said nothing for a minute. ‘. Gino mentioned your regime of medication when we were in the clinic. He is pro poz ist he?’ I nodded. ‘Does that mean you’re not taking any for a while?’ I nodded again. She paused. ‘I don’t know what it is, I never wanted to be poz, but now I’ve probably been given it something has changed in me. ‘ I actually want a full positive test, it’s almost as though I’ve been freed , to be who I want to be. I can’t explain it’ she continued. ‘But now I want to make sure I have it, and I want to stay off meds for a while too. We go back so far, I really want to believe that you have given it me now I want it. I know you don’t do girls but I want your cock in my arse one time and cum in me so your poz cum can make sure.’ She looked me in the eye. ‘ I mean it,Ty knows’ We left the club briefly, walking down the side. Sally went between the bins at the back of the club. She hitched her skirt up and bent over ‘Just fuck my arse with that poz cock, I just want it’ I looked at her nice arse, and wanted it one last time. I slid in slowly before picking up rhythm. ‘ you love poz cock don’t you my little poz bitch’ I tried dirty talk’Fuck yes I’m just a poz pussy girl now, I just want as muck poz cock and any cock in me as I can’ she panted ‘fucking breed me Neil’ Her words tipped me over the edge and I came hard in her arse. ‘That should do it’ I whispered ‘thank you’ she whispered back, pecking me on the cheek. we rejoined the club and enjoyed the rest of the night. I spoke again to Sally ‘ you don’t have to do Phil and Steve’s night next week you know. ‘ I said. ‘It will be filthy. I’m expecting to be put in a sling and just fucked as a piece of meat bareback for anyone. ‘ ‘I know’ Sally said. ‘I’m not naive. I know what’s likey to be involved. You’ve forgotten you’ve turned me into a tart now, I want to do It’ ‘Ok it’s not for everyone, as long as you know……..’ I was looking forward to that night …….. to be continued……

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

New Orleans Fighting my third bout of STI‘s after summer of whoredom in various parts of the US and world. I am way behind in sharing my adventures but I’ll be getting to it! The last one was Southern decadence weekend in New Orleans. Always a great event and one of my favorites of the year! Here are some of the highlights: First night – I have become a pro in how to be a whore and offer my ass up. I wear thin accessible clothes and carry a small backpack or fanny where I can store my clothes, lube, etc. when I strip down to my jock. Within five minutes of putting my ass on display, and older distinguished looking gentleman started fingering me up. He quickly followed up with his full 8 inches for a great start to the Southern decadence weekend. He didn’t last long but the action clearly caught the eye of a hot muscle guy who immediately started fucking me after the older gentleman pulled out. He fucked me while I was holding onto the arms of another guy offering his support. I didn’t even know what the muscle guy looks like until he was done and I turned around to thank him. Some other action was a brief fuck by young guy with a mullet from Houston. He didn’t fuck me very long and I think he was too nervous to fuck in public but said he would be interested in meeting up over the weekend. then I ran into another guy that I had met at Southern decadence prior. Tall African-American dude with a thick dick. He got me on my knees and forced that thick dick in my mouth while we were still at the bar. After a good session of public dick sucking with me choking and gagging, he took me to his hotel for the night. For a good couple of hours he brutalized me spanking and slapping my back and ass till I got my reward. I was left with marks and bruises for days! Second night was the Hit It party where I got a bunch of various but not that exciting fucks. Best one was a black guy with some nice girth who worked my hole till he unloaded in me. Headed to the Phoenix where I had a little bit more action and then went to meet up with my friend from the night before at Rawhide. He quickly got me on my knees again on that dirty floor, forced me to suck his dick and shoved it down my throat to the point that I vomited and threw up on the floor. Third night. Dinner with my friend and then I went out to Rawhide. Best fuck of the night was another thick dicked black guy that arrived late in the corner near the bathroom. God I love black dick! With them I desire to be completely submissive and only serve. He had me moaning while shoved up in that corner. Most guys were flaccid after three days of intense drinking and fucking. Got fucked by a few black guys earlier in the night but those were smaller dicks. Fourth night. Started with a husky, hunky Latino in the bathroom corner at Rawhide. Nice meaty dick. Fucks me well and blew his load deep inside of me. I bar hop to Phoenix and then returned to Rawhide. Before entering, I had a young black guy who stopped me in the street and started hitting on me. He was very attractive but more on the feminine side so I assumed he was a bottom. However as our conversation continued, he expressed his interest by grabbing my hole and fingering it. I asked him if he wanted to go into rawhide and use me in the back but he said he preferred not to fuck in there. So we ended up fucking on the street by the front stairs of a house on the same street as Rawhide!!! If anyone knows New Orleans the house stairs are literally on the street. Anyone driving or walking by could’ve clearly seen us. He turned out to be a rather dominating and aggressive which was an extremely pleasant surprise. The whole experience was quite hot! I’ve never gotten fucked in a completely public place like that! Later on he ended up fucking me while in Rawhide. Both times he gave me a nice load. Got a couple more loads. One was another thick dicked black guy that also fucked me in the corner near the bathroom. He felt great and really filled my hole to completion. There was also a extremely large Latino at Phoenix. He was about 10 inches and shoved that sausage in me. I felt my hole stretch even more to accommodate him. By the early morning hours I can say that I was completely satiated after four nights of Southern decadence.

I don’t know if it’s the mental element of adding to a loaded hole, doing something so dirty, or if it’s genuinely how silky and warm a pre-loaded hole feels and how your cock slides straight in. But it feels so good and turns me on like nothing else. I’m neg (I think) and not on prep, so probably should do something about that if not already too late as I know it’s riskier…. But every once in a while I get the urge. If I was on prep I’d probably do it every day. I almost exclusively fuck pre-loaded holes now. Anyone else the same?

Chapter 1.2 - Ranch Hands The next morning Ric was leaning on the island in the kitchen, watching Mateo and Marco clean up after breakfast. Both brothers were just wearing shorts and sandals and Ric spent a lot of time staring at Mateo's tattoo and ass. During a lull in the conversation Ric felt Miguel come up behind him. An arm wrapped around his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Are you responsible?" Miguel asked quietly. Ric's mind suddenly spun, trying to figure out what he meant. Was he a responsible person? Was he responsible for Mateo getting the tattoo? Was he responsible for pozzing his son and giving Mateo the reason for his scorpion tattoo? Rather than say something wrong he asked "What do mean? I try to be a responsible guy." Miguel turned and looked at Ric seriously. "You obviously like tattoos. I have never heard him say that he wanted one. But also... he isn't a Scorpio. The symbolism in gay culture matches the tattoo you have below your navel" Miguel continued. Ric's heart started to race. "Uh... I was surprised when I first saw it a few months ago. Both of us had been busy and hadn't seen each other for a few weeks until he showed it to me. I think you're going to have to ask him about what it means to him, other than looking cool" Ric replied. "Thanks, I will but I thought you might know. I love both of my sons and I just want the best for them. I am just worried that he's too inexperienced and naive about gay sex" Miguel said. Ric knew they were dancing around the subject of whether Mateo and Ric had HIV, but he wondered how long the cat and mouse game could continue before the subject would get talked about explicitly. "I don't think you need to worry about that. He knows what he's doing and he's smart. That's part of what I love about him" Ric responded, smiling back at Mateo's dad. The conversation fell apart with Ric unwilling to divulge Mateo's status to his dad. With the dishes done, everyone split up. Ric and Mateo were in the family room watching TV, Ric on the floor, leaning on the front of the sofa with his legs spread and Mateo nestled in front of him. Ric whispered into Mateo's ear "Your dad wants to know if I'm responsible for your tattoo. I think he suspects you're poz." "Did you tell him?" Mateo asked. "No. It's up to you to decide who to tell. I told him to ask what it means to you" Ric replied. "Crap. I'm sorry, I didn't want you to get stuck in the middle" Mateo replied. There was a pause and Mateo continued "He knows but I haven't said anything to Marco. I wonder why he's playing dumb and putting you in an awkward position. If he says anything more, let me know and I'll tell him to stop the BS." A little later, Ric and Mateo walked over to the nearby barn. "You ever ride?" Mateo asked and Ric shook his head 'no'. It's simple. You can take the bike that you don't have to shift. It's slower but that won't matter since we're not going to race like I do with Marco" Mateo said. Ric got a quick lesson on riding the small dirt bike and picked it up quickly. With the tanks full, they started riding around the ranch. A few hours in, Mateo peeled off the trail and pulled up to a small grove of trees. Once through, there was a small pond, a shed and a bench. With the bikes parked, they pulled off their helmets and shirts, hanging them on the rack next to the shed. Mateo had his boots off next followed by his jeans. "Come on, strip down. I want to cool down in the pond" he said, almost naked. Ric shucked his clothes and was soon in the water. They washed the dust and dirt off and enjoyed the warm water. After a long kiss, Mateo climbed out of the pond and grabbed a blanket from the shed. Ric got out of the pond, watching Mateo spread the blanket out and realized he was almost dry just from standing in the hot sun. He stood on the blanket, holding it down while Mateo stretched it out. Mateo came up to him, wrapping his arms around and kissing him deeply. "This is private land and you're trespassing" a guy yelled out from the edge of the trees. Ric looked and there were two guys standing by their dirt bikes. They both looked like ranch hands and Ric felt uneasy standing there naked. Slowly, Mateo turned around and saw two of the guys that worked on the ranch. "It's OK, Diego. It's just me and my friend" Mateo called out. There was a laugh and the two workers approached. Ric got a little more worried standing naked only a few feet away from the two guys wearing jeans and boots. Both wore dusty ball caps and the taller of the two looked to be in his late thirties. The tall one had a full beard and a covering of hair on his chest. The shorter one appeared to be a little older than Ric or Mateo, wore a thin mustache and chin patch, and while he didn't have any hair on his chest he made up for it in ink. From the reflections Ric saw, the younger guy also sported numerous piercings in his ears and another in his nose. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you. When did you get the tattoo?" Diego asked. "Last Spring" Mateo replied. "It looks good. I bet your father was pissed. He makes a comment every time I get another one" Diego said. "He hasn't said much. My brother is kinda jealous though. He wants one but dad said no" Mateo replied. He watched the taller worker move toward Ric and kneel in front of him. Diego chuckled, looking over and watching the other worker turn his ball cap around and stare at Ric's cock. "I guess Rodrigo is a little hornier than I thought. I was going to do him, but I think he found a cock he likes better" Diego said. "He should watch out. Ric rarely stops at a blowjob and one fuck can really change you" Mateo said, winking at Diego. Ric stood there looking back and forth between Mateo, Diego and Rodrigo, feeling his cock start to swell but staying quiet. Rodrigo was kneeling in front of Ric on the blanket, looking up and down his body but not touching. "Hmm. Does that mean your tattoo is more than a hot design? Can you sting?" Diego asked, rubbing his bulging crotch and grinning. "Both of us can. And... uh... it looks like you're getting turned on by it" Mateo said. He looked over and Rodrigo had a different expression on his face. One of surprise, but he hadn't moved and was still in the same position in front of Ric. Diego took a deep breath. "I'm a top but I don't think I'd give up a chance at taking a poz load or two" he replied, winking at Mateo. "Ya gotta do it cuz you want it, not cuz my dad owns the ranch. I don't want it to come back and bite him in the ass" Mateo said. Ric pulled Rodrigo's head closer to his cock and felt him lick up the partially hard shaft. "He has a nice ass and I'd love to bite it, but I learned a long time ago not to fuck the boss. Yeah, I want it. All the poz guys around here seem to be undetectable. I thought about heading into the city and hit some places there, but its hard to get away and I don't know how to set up something that would make sure it happens in one trip" Diego replied. "You want to be my personal cum dump for the rest of the summer? I'll make sure you're not shooting blanks by the time I head back to school" Mateo said. He watched Diego kneel down in front of him and look up. "Fuck. That would be so hot" Diego said before he leaned in and took the thick cock into his mouth. For a top guy, Diego was very good at giving head and had Mateo moaning quickly. "What about you, Rodrigo?" Mateo asked, but saw that he now had a mouth full of Ric's cock. The hand pressed firmly on the back of his head wasn't letting him pull off to answer, either. Diego flicked his tongue over the head of Mateo's cut cock and leaned back a bit. "He's a slut and lets anyone fuck him. If your friend doesn't do it, I will when I can" he said. Both Mateo and Ric chuckled but a few moments later, Ric felt a pair of hands grab onto his ass cheeks as Rodrigo took Ric's cock into his throat. Ric let go of Rodrigo's head and let him fuck his face on Ric's stiff shaft. The strong hands gripping his ass felt good while his cock drove into the tight throat. The blowjob Mateo was getting wasn't quite as vigorous but still felt good and got him ready to fuck. He let Diego go a few more minutes and when he saw Ric turning Rodrigo around he slowly pushed Diego's head away. They grinned at each other and Diego turned, pushing his jeans down to expose his hairy ass. Rodrigo growled when Ric pressed his face into his ass and began to tongue fuck him. The growl quickly turned into a loud moan the more Ric jabbed and licked the hungry hole. Mateo was less interested in rimming Diego than getting his cock into him. Two gobs of spit and he was stuffing his steel hard cock into the tight hole. There wasn't enough lube to get in easily, but that was Mateo's intent. Most of the guys he tried to poz got a lot gentler treatment, but he wanted to see Diego succumb to his bug before he headed back to school. Diego cried out at the brutal intrusion and both Ric and Rodrigo froze and looked over. Four thrusts and Mateo was planted deep into Diego's tortured chute. He paused a moment and then began plowing with long strokes. Ric knew from experience that Mateo's precum would soon add to the spit and help lubricate the shaft and it's sleeve, but the initial shove had created plenty of ways for the virus to enter Diego's body. Ric entered Rodrigo much slower, but the long drawn out groan told everyone that he too was getting stretched faster than most other guy's cocks had. A few minutes later, Ric and his boyfriend were pounding their bottoms and the grunts from all four were drowning out the sounds of nature. "Ready to take your first charged load, Diego?" Mateo asked, his voice sounding more sinister than Ric had ever heard him. The last few strokes had Mateo pulling all the way out and driving back into the gaping hole. Ric's thrusts were getting longer too. Rodrigo was begging for him to breed him, but Ric was unsure if he just wanted the load or couldn't take any more. Mateo rooted himself and cried out while he cock flooded the wrecked hole. Diego groaned as well before falling flat on to the blanket. The pair hit the ground with a thud and Ric turned his attention back to Rodrigo. He was close and he could hear the pain in Rodrigo's voice, but he wanted to make sure that even if he never got to fuck him again, it was his strain that got him. Another five minutes and his cock swelled before he gave a couple final thrusts. He may have bred Mateo after they woke in the morning, but his balls were full again. His slowly thrusting cock began to spray seed over the ravaged tissue. Rodrigo let out a long moan before repeatedly saying "gracias." Ric looked over and saw grins on both Mateo and Diego's faces. He had his own grin and wondered if Rodrigo did too, although he still seemed to be panting from the workout. Ric pulled his cock slowly out and the moment it passed Rodrigo's ass lips, he spun around and gave a long lick up the partially hard shaft. A loud whimper came from his mouth while he paused a moment before cleaning the rest of Ric's cock. Mateo gave Diego a nudge and pointed at his cock. He got a confused look from Diego and said "You saw him. Clean my cock, too." Like Rodrigo, Diego lapped his tongue over the cock and then pulled off. He looked up at Mateo and had the confused look on his face again. "It tastes weird. Does poz cum have a different taste?" Diego asked. "What are you tasting? If it's copper-like, then it's blood. If it's shit then..." Mateo replied. "Blood?" was Diego's response. "Mmhmm. Yours. I tore you up pretty good. You don't get fucked much, do you?" Mateo said. Diego shook his head 'no' and resumed licking the cum mixture off Mateo's dick. As he finished, they heard the splash of water as Ric went back into the pond. All four were in the water moments later. Once everyone was rinsed off, they dressed and put away the blanket. "Same time tomorrow?" Mateo asked. "Maybe a little later. We need to take a tree down, so it will take a while. Four?" Diego asked. Mateo grinned and replied "We can meet you over there. It might be fun to have the crew watch you get bred. I'll bring some rope." "Uh... No. I don't want anyone to know" Diego replied. -- Ric laid on the the lounge chair next to the pool after breakfast the next morning while Mateo and Marco goofed around in the water. He noticed a shadow approach and looked up to see Miguel standing there. "Can I talk with you a moment, inside?" he said in Spanish. Ric nodded and got up, following Miguel into the house and into the large office on the first floor. "I told you that I love my boys and only want the best for them. I've tried to be subtle, but I guess I need to be more direct" Miguel said before pausing a moment. Ric guessed where the conversation was headed and he was already starting to nervously sweat. Mateo's dad was standing only a foot away, facing him. He was a few inches shorter, but didn't seem to let Ric's height intimidate him. "Does your tattoo mean you are infected... with HIV?" Miguel asked quietly. Ric took a deep breath and replied "They each have different meanings. I assume you mean the lower one and it has a couple meanings to me. I got it for being part of a club but, yes, it also means I have HIV. I'm healthy and I see my doctor to make sure I stay that way." "Fuck" Miguel replied before then asking "And Mateo?" "I told you before, you need to ask him that" Ric said. "What do you mean about being healthy? Are you contagious?" Miguel asked. "It's not contagious like a cold where you can catch it just by being close. Bare sex is one way and some times it takes repeated exposures to catch it. So you are safe and don't have anything to worry about" Ric said. "Contagious was the wrong word. But you could infect someone. Right?" Miguel asked. Ric wasn't sure where the conversation was heading but knew that if he said yes he would tell Miguel he was toxic. "Sure, but as I said it might take one time or a hundred" Ric said. A smile came over Miguel's face and it confused Ric. Miguel moved closer and cupped Ric's bulge in his speedo. "I have already talked to Mateo... Several times this summer. He said you've given it to several people, including your father. I won't try and trick you like he did. I'll just ask if you would share your... what do they call it? Your gift" Miguel asked. Ric thought Miguel might be trying to bluff him except he knew about him pozzing Frank. "I couldn't. I tried to keep Mateo safe, but he chose his own path." "I know. That was very good of you. But I am asking you for it. Do me this one favor. You won't be here for very long and I don't want to miss this opportunity" Miguel said, grinning back at him. "There's no going back and no guarantee I can do it in a couple days" Ric replied, sliding his hand down Miguel's back and into his jeans and inside his underwear. His fingers slipped along the crevice and Miguel let out a sultry moan. "Promise me once you convert, you'll get marked like I did to let others know. I don't care where or what, just be proud and show it off. Let Marco get what ink he wants too. He's thought about it long enough to not have to wait another year" Ric whispered in his ear. Miguel nodded and said "Do your best." He released Ric's bulge, unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. Ric turned Miguel around and bent him over the large wooden desk. Sinking to his knees, he pulled Miguel's jeans down to expose his muscled, fur covered ass. Ric had noticed that Miguel had a toned and muscled body from working on the ranch. He obviously wasn't one of those owners that sat back directing everyone, but worked alongside them. He spread each mound apart and spit on the hole, rubbing a finger around the ring before pushing the saliva in. Ric was surprised at how easy Miguel's hole opened up and realized that Miguel had taken more than his share of cock in his life. His finger came out clean too and in a minute had two fingers pushed into the hungry pussy. He pulled his fingers free, burying his face between the firm mounds and digging his tongue in. "Oh fuck yeah! God, I've missed that so much" Miguel cried out. Ric chuckled to himself, his thoughts about Miguel's sexual experiences now confirmed. He spent a few more minutes rimming the quickly relaxing hole. Ric pulled back and jammed three fingers in, roughly twisting them around and getting a pained grunt from Miguel. After spitting a few more times and working it into Miguel's hole he decided it was good enough. Most guys Ric fucked had seen his hard cock before they felt it drive into their ass. They even sucked it with varying levels of success. The most Miguel got to see of it was when it was soft inside his speedo. He knew a loud scream was going to come out of Miguel's mouth and didn't want Mateo or Marco to hear it. Ric pushed his speedo off, reaching around and stuffing it into Miguel's panting mouth. There wasn't any protest and he pressed his hand on Miguel's shoulder with one hand, using the other to guide his stiff shaft to the furry mounds. They helped pull the foreskin back as he zeroed into the slick hole. "I'm gonna burn in hell for this" Ric thought as he jabbed in. A muffled cry filled the room and before it ended he jabbed in again. The cries got louder with each jab until his cock broke past the outer ring. Miguel let out a loud groan while Ric's cock forced it's way deeper into the tight hole. Miguel may have tried to relax, but Ric was a lot thicker than any cock he had taken. Ric got half of his shaft in and paused, giving Mateo's dad a few moments to get used to it. When his breathing slowed, Ric began rolling his hips, giving short strokes to begin with and getting longer with each passing minute. Ric didn't want to fuck him for a long time, expecting his long absence might make Mateo come looking for him. The last thing he wanted was to get caught fucking Miguel by his boyfriend He never got fully planted in Miguel's ass before his cock swelled and his balls tightened. Ric grasped Miguel's shoulders and used the leverage to plow faster. Less than a minute later his charged cum began filling the bruised tunnel. Ric left his cock inside Miguel's ass and before it could soften, began rocking his hips until he broke through the battered inner ring. Miguel screamed out again, muffled by the spit soaked speedo. Ric chuckled, wondering if Miguel was now having second thoughts after experiencing his usual "fuck to infect" breeding session. Slowly he pulled his cock free and looked at the abused, gaping hole. The cum wasn't pearly white and a scoop with his finger and quick taste told him it wasn't from Miguel not being properly cleaned. The taste told him Miguel was on his way to sharing Ric's bug with his son. He pulled his speedo out of Miguel's mouth and heard him breathe deep. Miguel pushed himself up off the desk and looked at Ric with wide eyes. "You fuck my son like that? He can take it?" Miguel asked. "No, we don't fuck like that, but yes he can take it and I can take his. With us, it's more than just sex. This was too, but my motive is very different. Tomorrow morning after breakfast, be ready for your next dose" Ric replied. He was sure he heard Miguel whimper, but he nodded 'yes' anyway.

BTW, someone here didn't believe that the Smallpox vaccine that was administered 50 years ago required boosters, so here's a copy of what my mother stapled into my vaccination record back in the late 1960s… Point being, if you weren't 15 years old when it was phased out you weren't fully vaccinated.

Males are very visually oriented when it comes to sex. Studies show that gay males are even more hypervisual. As a blind guy, I, of course, can’t rely on my vision. So, I have to use my other senses to enjoy the pleasures. Certain voices and the sounds of sex are real turn-ons. Of course, so is touching and the scents and tastes of men and sex. I still miss out on a lot since I can’t see. There are many things I’d like to do, such as touching and tasting guys as they fuck. I want to know, what is your favorite sense to use other than your vision. I don’t want to hear how good it feels to be fucked or to fuck—that’s obvious. I hope you all understand what exactly I’m asking. My questions often sound better in my head than written here. Thanks for any input.

just two weeks from today I will on my way home about this time of day as a new Eunuch.

I will go by whatever you want me to! phone # (314) 828-5574 Located near Dewey and Walsh in St. Louis mo 63116 I’ll be free every evening, all day Monday and Tuesday Age: 31 Height:5’5” Weight:145 Ethnicity:white make me your bitch!! Slut me out to whoever you want!! If you get me fucked up on special k or ghb you get to really have your way with me.

Club Saint Louis is hotter than ever. I had a ball yesterday. A van full of latins that didn't speak English were there yesterday with huge uncut cocks and acted like they hadn't fucked in years. I bred one of them in my room. Did a daisy chain in the darkroom with 2 more. I got fucked in the sling(a nice piece of gear) by this young pretty blond, hairless body, beautiful voice, & hung like 7x5c, unlike the seniors he fucked me til he bred me. 1 guy from India/Paki dark/uncut shot his load on my face after fuckin for a while... Swallowed this huge load in the dickpit from avg dick that had been working the men all day. Many senior citizens are friendly butt unable to cum, or some can't maintain erections. I begged this ripped, *****daddy to fuckin' breed it, he fucked me so rough & long on the fuckbench so long, today I'm walking with a limp & my loins are bruised, seemed like Dad had multiple orgasms in my cumhole. 3BBC bred it on the bench in a row, like lined up for it. I know the parks are really popular now, but mosquitos love me. Last week 2 internet hookups were so high on meth they could only talk about sex. LOL I thought about going to Steamworx in Chi, but it wood be $300/rt to drive in my car + a membership & room. more to fly. It was $30/room including tipping staff at ClubStl. Saint Louis CDC monkeypox data= 15 cases total, 1 new case in September. Chicago had 48 new cases last week. Hoping this trend continues. I get my 2nd shot this week. Still may cancel pigweek tour in FTL because income is so down & costs are so up. I feel very insecure about money. xox

It used to be that I couldn’t fuck with a condom , now I only get really excited by a warm frothy cumdump. ( My local sauna reopens this week after a long holiday , will be in the dark room fucking a cumdump or two who are making up for lost time)

Chapter 7 The handler smiled and thought to himself. The Gatorade was dosed with G and it would be working on the Kid. With that and the Shard he got shoved in his ass, He figured the Kid was his for the night, and he had plans for the night with this Kid After the Kid drank the Gatorade the one guy bent the Kid over and pushed his cock back up the Kid’s sloppy spun ass. For a second he thought he could feel the shard in the Kids ass but wasn’t sure. The T and G must have been starting to work on the Kid because he was actively pushing back on the guy’s cock trying to get more in him. Every time the cock bottomed out in the Kid the Kid would grunt. In between the Kid was moaning like a Saturday night whore. His heat was demanding more and bigger up his pussy which by now was creating it’s own natural lube. All the Kid knew was that his ass was on fire, and he needed more and bigger stuff up his ass. In the heat he stared remembering the time at the bath when Horse was going in him and how much it hurt, in a good way, and how full he felt and in a prevented way and wishing he could get him back up into his ass. The guy fucking him said “ This Kid is trying to get my nuts in his ass also. He is really hot”. His handler said “ Yeah, I should do all right tonight “. About that time a couple guys came down the path and walked over to the handler and asked if this was the kid that was advertised. The Handler simply said “ Yes, want a ride” ? The guys said yes at the same time. The guy fucking the Kid started plowing the Kid hard. Everyone knew that it wouldn’t be long until the Kid got another load in him. The guy grabbed the Kid’s hips and pulled him close and sated shooting rope after rope of hot cum up the Kid’s over heated ass. He held it in for a couple minutes letting it soak in the kid. His cock softened and popped out. The Kid hade a strange sigh when he felt some of the cum dripping out of his hole and down his inner thigh. The two guys had give the handler some bills and walked over to the Kid. The Kid was confused but he didn’t have long to ponder what was going to happen. One of the Guys pulled the Kid’s head down and pushed his cock in the Kid’s mouth. He Kid was bet over tasting a nasty dirty cock that was going in his mouth and trying to get into his throat. The Kid could taste dried cum and something else on the cock. He wasn’t sure what it was. The other guy got behind the Kid and stared rubbing the fat mushroom head of his cock against the sloppy ass of the Kid. The guy pulled the Kid’s hips back and the cock opened his ass and started gong up inside him. It was a bit Biggert hat the last one and felt really good. With the pulling of his hips the cock in his mouth almost pulled out. The guy in front of the Kid felt this and grabbed the Kid’s shoulder and pulled him back on his cock. The Kid noticed that the cock in his ass pulled part of the way out with this motion. He was concentrating on this and was trying to get it back up in his ass. He was hornier that ever and wanted the cock back in him. He hadn’t realized that the cock in his throat was now deep in his mouth. The guys balls were bouncing on his chin. He was starting to choke then the guy behind him pulled him back again, impaling the Kid on his shaft. They got in a rhythm and started moving the kid back and forth. The Kid was grunting and hoking a little but he was not enjoying this a lot. The motion wasn’t fast but soon the kid got into the action and stared rocking on his own. The guys slowed the pace and stopped. They them switched positions and the guy came from behind the Kid and shoved his cock in the Kid’s mouth and ordered him to shuck it clean. The cock had remnants of the shard, cum and the Kid’s ass juices on it. the other guy shoved his cock up the Kid’s ass. The Kid made a noise but no one cold make it out. The guys smiled at each other knowing that this was going to be a long night for this Kid. The guys watching the Kid and Commented “ This Kid is now getting spit-roasted and he takes it ATM”. The Motion made it looked like the Kid had one cock that was going the length of his body and he was getting slid on the man pole. You could tell the Kid was loving every bit of this.

Holy fuck. "The Kiss". When I read that an energy bolt ran from the bottom of my spine to the top of my head and back down to my toes. Thank you.

It should be obvious how good it feels, but men underestimate how important touch is when you're actually having real sex, as opposed to watching porn. Porn overemphasizes what looks hot. Don't get me wrong on this — I love watching my cock pounding holes. But you don't have to fuck shallow (or with your knee up) so the camera can see you penetrating. Another example is the licking-a-popsicle blowjob. It's great to watch cocks getting sucked. Deepthroat feels better. Still, I have to vote for sound. C'mon, take that head in your mouth. Get your lips on the back... yeah, fuck, exactly like that... fuck... now just suck... I get really verbal, so sound must be my thing. I will pick up on anything a bottom says — or, even better, his submissive whimpers — and use the energy from that to pound the fuck out of him. The sloppy slapping noise of a buttfuck keeps me going, too. Tops... you'd think taste isn't as important, right? Not when one of a bottom's holes has taste buds and your cock doesn't. I'd rank taste last, definitely, but that doesn't mean it's not extremely important. When I'm close, I find myself needing to taste his skin, and I love to lick and bite when I cum. Seems like adding in another sense (that's not too active for most of the session) is a way to add that extra push you need to get over the edge.

And the way you translate it all into words is amazing too

I certainly hit that point with most men I fuck. It is hard to describe how I do the straightening. I don't even try for most of the fuck. But by the end I'm there. And it's where my cum goes. It may help that I have fingered it with the best of my fisting buddies.

Battle Buddies - Chapter 16 ASSMUNCH I waited with the other Bravos and the randoms for Lenger and the Sgt. Airborne to walk our floor. We all had our rucks, our backpacks, and our duffles crammed with everything. Most of us didn’t bother sorting and organizing the stuff before we did. It didn’t matter, we could re-pack them later. Our ruck was always packed out anyway. Sometimes you didn’t get a lot of notice ahead of time to move out so our ruck was ready for mission as a matter of habit. It was just our casual stuff we had to get shoved away. Our lockers were empty, the doors open. After Sgt. Airborne inspected Lenger would go behind him and close the door. He actually made Lenger get on hands and knees in the center of the bay so he could stand on his back to look around for anything that might have been forgotten on top of the metal lockers. Sgt. Airborne wasn’t going to find anything, not in the bay, not in our lockers (or on them), not in the hall, the day room, the latrines, the showers, our instruction room, or outside perimeter of the building. Speaking of the perimeter, that’s where Kevin and Tim waited for me, on the benches. It sucked that they couldn’t watch this part of the process, I think they’d both find it interesting. But at least they got to watch the next class of Airborne do their small tower jumps across the street. That’s where I sent them when I had Sleeper give Hunter Wicomb a warning. Just before we were dismissed, we lined up in front of Sgt. Airborne’s desk so he could tell us where we were supposed to be. The randoms were released back to their units, or told where to report for holdover, and the Bravos were handled last. We were told we had a four day special pass, but to report back in front of Command at 0500 Wednesday. The difference between special pass and leave was the difference between a ditch and a canyon in terms of freedom. With Leave, you could go anywhere, get on a plane even. A Special pass meant you were subject to recall at any time, and you had to stay within a certain radius of your post depending on the length of the pass. A commander could cancel your Special Pass whenever he wanted, for any reason. Leave, once approved, wasn’t so easily withdrawn, it was a right, not a privilege. And most Commanders were highly reluctant to pull a soldier off leave, plus they had to have a VERY good reason. Bootlicker tried to get my attention alone while we were doing clear out, but there was just too much going on, too many things to do, and I felt like I had to be in ten places at once plus Kevin and Tim were with me most of the time. Everyone wanted to be released so no one was slacking off, not even the randoms. Bootlicker didn’t seem too worked up about whatever it was, so I knew it wasn’t urgent. I’d talk to him when we got back from our pass. “We’re going to have to jog to the Exchange. It’s not far.” I told Kevin and Tim when I got outside. “I’m actually hungry, especially since I get to eat different food than Dining Facility stuff or MRE’s.” “Is it really that bad?” Kevin asked. The wind was gusting just a bit and his hair was flipping back off his shoulders. “Depends on what you think is bad. Sometimes you’re so hungry it tastes like the best thing you ever ate. Then two days later you’ll try it again and it tastes blah. The Dining Facility has to feed hundreds of troops at once, so everything is made in huge portions. I’ve never had a vegetable that tastes like anything except mush. There’s some meats that are decent. The meatloaf is usually good, especially with the gravy. Breakfast is probably the best. SOS is my favorite. But you gotta watch it. It’s not fun puking it back up if your Sarge decides your Platoon is goin on a ruck march.” I explained. Kevin’s eyes looked sympathetic and horrified all at once. “Our dining facilities have really good food.” He said, talking about MIT. I laughed. “Yeah, I’m not surprised. Spoiled little princes and princesses.” He shot me a look that promised future retribution for that comment. I said a prayer of thanks. Bring it on, Kev. “So, the trick is we aren’t actually running, we’re just jogging. It’s cool enough outside that it’ll keep us warm without sweating.” I knew both Kevin and Tim were in excellent shape, and a twenty minute run wasn’t going to kill them. We were going to be a little late, but not too late. While we double timed… sorry…jogged — Older soldiers figured out eventually how to double speak and that you only used military terminology in the military setting. Unless you were telling a story to your friends, you used common civilian terms where you could. Like, with other soldiers I’d say gunship, or AH, or AH-64. But with civilians I’d say Apache Helicopter. Guys that threw out terminology and acronyms left and right were either trying too hard to sell their military experience to people who didn’t know any better or sound more important than they actually were. But to another soldier or sailor it sounded pretentious and idiotic if you weren’t talking to one of your own. It worked the other way around too, in case you were wondering. If you said ‘so I took my gun’ to other military, they’d just stop you right there and ask ‘which one’, or instantly assume you didn’t know shit about shit. You had rifles, and you had pistols, and you had military issued weapons, and personal weapons. You had long range, short range. And the weapon you preferred or used sometimes said more about you that only another soldier would understand, like what kind of unit you were in, what you did in that unit, and more. A civilian wouldn’t know what ‘so I took my M16’ meant, or the other information that phrase imparted, but another soldier would know immediately, you were probably on watch, patrol, battle drill, or taking a position and they’d definitely know you were on duty, on mission or training. You didn’t always carry, but Infantry carried more often than anyone. Other MOS’s would only carry rifles on high alert, and side arms if they were deployed at a forward operating base. In the military, you learned to call things what they were, or refer to them with specific terms (either nicknames, jargon, or abbreviations). Your kit was one thing, your gear vs. equipment was other stuff, your pack versus your ruck, uniform, etc. With Kevin and Tim, I didn’t have to modify a whole bunch, they grew up in a military town. But right now, I was on pass, with civilians, so I was ‘jogging’. I needed to be better about switching between the two ways of talking. I started off leading the pace with Tim on my right and Kevin on my left, trying to keep us to an easy jog, but soon Tim had other ideas. Ah, the exuberance of youth. “C’mon! Let’s race!” he cried out surging ahead. Kevin smirked at me and leapt forward. In dress shoes and slacks, but damn I could see the flex and expansion of his muscles as he ran and he looked amazing. He really had the most fantastic legs and ass. Kevin didn’t have a Sleeper level ass, it was wider and beefier, probably closer to Chunk’s ass. It looked sturdy and substantial, and hard as a rock. Just a fucking solid mass of brute muscle. I was going to bury my face in there later and have a fucking feast. I think I was going to have it sunny side up, with Kevin laying on his stomach. Fuck yeah. Kevin wasn’t going to let Tim have the lead. I shrugged and let them be stupid because I knew they had no idea where they were going and they’d have to wait for me anyway. Maybe Kevin wouldn’t even break a sweat, but neither of them was loaded down like I was. I sure as hell wasn’t going to get into a race with either of them when I was encumbered. When I caught up I threw my duffle to Kevin and my pack to Tim, keeping my ruck on my back. That should even things out a bit. Kevin looked at my duffle, hefted it to gauge the weight, then pushed it out to Tim and took the smaller backpack from my brother’s hand. “Hey, that’s not fair, you’re bigger. You should have the duffle.” Tim complained. “Get used to the weight, brat.” Kevin said, shouldering the smaller pack. “You want to train, run with as much as you can bear.” I did the exchange without stopping. “Go ahead and race now. You’ll learn.” I said. Tim had to adjust his stride to accommodate the bounce of the duffle, which was now on his back, his arms through the straps. Duffles aren’t exactly made to be carried on your back because the handles didn’t tighten, so Tim had to hold the straps while he tried to run so it wouldn’t bounce and slide down below his ass. The key to carrying anything on your back was to keep it high and not let it get below your waist. “How do you run with this shit?” Tim said. “Fuck me.” I laughed. “We aren’t even going that far or that fast. Toughen up, little bro.” It was evil, I admit. Even trained soldiers didn’t run with duffles on their back, and even if we did I’d pack it different so the weight was distributed in a certain way to make it easier. My ruck was always packed in a very specific order, the heavier stuff down low near my center of gravity where the back support and kidney straps would stabilize it and keep it from bouncing all over the place or making it difficult to maintain an even stride. My pack and my duffle, I’d thrown stuff in so it had no balance or distribution to the weight. That oughta keep both of them from getting us all sweaty. That was payback for neither of them offering to carry anything to begin with. I did feel lighter, but it wasn’t because I’d given Kevin and Tim stuff to carry. It was because of my Wings. That feeling would probably wear off eventually, but every time you pinned or sewed something new on your uniform you felt a certain energy from it. A new rank, an award, a patch, a tab…you felt good. It earned you just a little tiny bit more respect. The word ‘respect’ didn’t get paired with the word ‘Private’ very often so I’d enjoy this feeling for the short time it flowed through me. I still hadn’t gotten over the intense rush of parachuting from a plane and man did I want to do it again. I hoped my application for Ranger Class went through, and not just for the opportunity to Jump again, but for the fifty other skills I’d learn. And to be around other guys who were just as hungry to be masters of warfare. Damn, I can’t tell you how good it felt to have my little brother and Kevin with me right now. Just us men and I couldn’t have chosen two better companions. It seems stupid when we were only jogging to the PX to meet my mom, but something about this moment would stay with me for years to come as one of my favorite memories. My life felt balanced and in harmony, I was me, they were them but together we had something important with each other. As a soldier you always lived in one world or the other, rarely both at once. You shucked off your uniform to force yourself into civilian mode for a few hours, or put your uniform on and dismissed the casual nature of civilian life for duty. Having your family participate in something military with you was a blend of the best of both worlds and it had its own magical energy that always felt like everything was finally right. I wondered for a brief moment if the opposite was true: could you find that feeling with your brothers doing something civilian? I’d love to just go camping in the wild with the Bravos one day and find out. They were a great bunch of guys personally and professionally, and at the very least we’d have a fucking blast together. We could fight and make up, laugh, be serious, decide our own adventure. I really should have been careful what I wished for. After eating at the cafeteria with Mom, we headed to the hotel, which was a good distance from Benning. Of course, the town wasn’t that big so we’re only talking a few miles. Mom wasn’t stupid, she made sure we weren’t anywhere near the area of town where the weekend partying would take place which was always lively late into Friday and Saturday nights when soldiers took it off post. The partying wasn’t restricted to bars and often extended well into the early morning hours at hotels and motels making life miserable for anyone else staying there. It made me think Mom and Dad had more than a few experiences when they were young, and that made me smile. She knew how young soldiers behaved. My mom was really the best mom. Kevin and I were sharing a room with Tim, Mom had her own next door so we got the rental car emptied of the drinks and snacks she’d bought as well as the luggage. They hadn’t brought much, it was only going to be for a couple days. My stuff took up the bulk of what we had to transport. “I need to get out of these clothes.” Kevin said. I liked that he made an effort to look good with his slacks and dress shirt, but I knew he had to be hating it. Kevin hated anything tight. I suspected he wore the super tight slacks and body hugging shirt just for me, and I appreciated the display he put on for my benefit. Running track and training developed his thickness into a solid dense body that felt like it was just on the verge of action. You could feel and see the potential in his muscles. In high school he was an inch or so shorter than me, but he always had me in the size department. Since then he’d grown upwards to just shy of six feet so his mass was distributed so much more proportionately. I fucking loved it. Still the same thick legs and round ass but they tapered together more. Amazing calves too that I might just barely be able to wrap my hands around. When he stripped down I stared in appreciation at the skimpy briefs he wore. Kevin liked wearing boxers because ‘I gotta be able to move’. So he’d switched it up, and I had to believe he did that for me as well. A sexy line of dark pubic hair tufted over the waistband of the briefs in front, and the top of the crack of his ample ass rose from the back. The pouch in front did an excellent job of accentuating his meaty bulge but I could see the outline of his shaft pointed down and over his big nuts. He must have seen me checking him out. “You like them?” He asked, pulling gently on the sides of the waistband to reposition and pose with a smirk he somehow made look innocent. Oh fuck him. “Oh hell yeah.” I said instead. Of course Tim was over on the other bed watching too, but Kevin never got embarrassed about anything. And we both knew Tim liked to look at Kevin too. Hell, I don’t think there’d be many people, men or women, who wouldn’t like to look at that. “Good.” Kevin continued smirking, then turned away to bend over at the waist and dig through his bag. Fuck, now he was just being a tease, sticking his ass out at me like that, legs shoulder width apart, his meaty ass stretched the fabric enough that I could see the crack of his ass right through them, the baseball sized pouch that contained his cock and balls hanging between. My dick was half hard before THAT, and now it sprung to a solid steel gun barrel. I hope he let me fuck him once during this trip. Once was all I wanted. Just because he was teasing me with it didn’t meant he’d give it to me, I knew. That was the mind-fuck part of the game. Carol had taught him well. I’d get whatever he decided I could have and fuck if that didn’t drive me near to shooting in my underwear. “You better hold that.” He said, still bent over. I still didn’t know how Carol and now Kevin knew I was on the verge of shooting, he wasn’t even looking at me. Fucking sadists, the both of them. “Would you guys just kiss already.” Tim said. “I know you want to, don’t hold back because of me.” Kevin stood up and looked back at me over his shoulder. Another pose, another tease. Damn, his back was wide. I saw his eyebrow raise, and I knew immediately what he was thinking. “Excellent idea, Tim.” I said, and got up. Once I was on my feet, Kevin and I moved together towards Tim and pinned him back on the mattress. Then we both smothered him with kisses all over his head and neck while he did the absolute least he could to fight us off but still make it look like he was resisting. “Not me! You guys!” He argued. I planted one last kiss right on his forehead. “Thanks for coming to my graduation, Tim.” I said with a smile, looking straight into his eyes. He was a good little brother. That made him smile. Kevin had climbed on to straddle Tim to hold him down, but he didn’t move when he grabbed me by the chin and pulled me up to him. “Hey…” I said. “Hey yourself, handsome.” Kevin replied, hitting me with those soft flannel eyes. I was gone. Lost in the Kiss, again. “I wish I could kiss someone like that.” Tim said, finally breaking the spell Kevin had put on me. Tim was still laying there pinned by Kevin’s ass, relaxed and dreamy eyed. Kevin smirked. “One day, brat. Some girl will rock your world and you won’t know what hit you.” He told Tim. “Let me up, I’m going to take a shower.” Kevin gave a chuckle. He reached behind his back and grabbed Tim by the crotch. “Yeah, that’s what I figured.” He said, climbing off. “Don’t whack it so hard you pull the skin off, pervert.” “You’re too old to remember what it’s like, asshole.” Tim said. “I get hard at everything. I’m not a pervert.” “That’s gonna cost you, brat.” Kevin said roughly and he flipped Tim over masterfully and yanked his pants and underwear down while putting his knee across Tim’s shoulders. “Tom! Don’t let him do it!” Tim squealed, squirming. “Me? I can’t save you.” I said, laughing. “He could take both of us. Besides, you called him old, you deserve it.” Kevin licked his hand and planted a solid whack to Tim’s bare asscheeks. “Agggghhh! He called me a pervert!” Tim squealed. “Guess one wasn’t enough, he doesn’t sound sorry.” Kevin said calmly and gave my little brother another whack. “Okay! I’m sorry! I’m sorry I called you old!” Tim begged. Kevin eased up on his knee. “Good. Don’t let it happen again.” Kevin didn’t know Tim like I knew Tim. Something else was going to come out of his mouth. I heard it coming a mile away. It was in the way he left his insincere apology hanging unfinished. “Asshole.” Tim breathed, not loud, but not quiet enough to escape notice either. WHACK! Kevin didn’t hold back this time. He took it easy the first two swats, going for shock more than effect. But this time…Hell I knew how hard he could smack your ass when he put some effort into it. And the smirk he threw me when he did it told me he knew what was going through my mind. His look promised I’d get equal treatment at the moment of his choosing. Fuck my cock was dripping now. “Ow! Ow! You ass—“ Tim stopped himself. Now he was sorry. Properly. “You … person!” He finished. I guess that was the only thing he could think of to finish what he started to say in a way that wasn’t going to get him another swat. Kevin dismounted then gave Tim a kiss on the cheek. “Sorry if I hurt you, little bro. You okay?” Kevin knew he couldn’t hurt ME, but Tim was an unknown. Tim chuckled, and I knew he was okay. “Yeah, I’m not a baby.” Tim stood up and Kevin and I noticed his boner hadn’t gone down at all and was sticking out nice and proud with a slight curve to its length. He gave us both an evil look as he took a step toward the bathroom. “You hit like a girl anyway.” And he took off. Kevin almost caught him but got the door slammed in his face and we could hear Tim’s laughter echoing. “SUCKER!” Fucking little brothers. Such a little shit. “I’m going to teach him a lesson when he gets out.” Kevin growled. It was my turn to give Kevin a smirk. “Good luck, I’ve tried.” My boyfriend’s grey eyes turned stormy as they looked at me. “Looks like I’m going to have to take it out on you.” Oh fuck yeah I thought as my dick jumped. “Strip.” He ordered me, sauntering over to the chair in the corner of the room. He sat down slowly, spreading his legs and slouching down. He leaned his head on his fist and started groping his dick through his briefs with his other hand. “What if Tim comes out?” I said, starting to remove my uniform. “First, you better do what I told you to do.” The threat was clear, and thrilling. He paused for a couple seconds to underline his seriousness. “Second, so what? It won’t be the first time he’s seen us fuck. Third, he’s in there beating his meat, probably thinking of us fucking anyway. Fourth, it’s been years since he could take a long hot shower. I remember what it was like at your house. Five minute max. He’s sixteen, he’s going to enjoy that shower until the water goes cold and he’ll probably jack off enough times to clog the drain. We have plenty of time. Fifth, why aren’t you naked and crawling over here already? You’re going to get double for making me wait.” He growled. Damn, he knew just how to get me torqued up. The voice he used to make his little speech had every nerve in my body revved up, rough, barely controlled patience and assertive demand in every word. Crawl, he wanted me to crawl. Two could play at that game. I dropped to my hands and knees and fixed my eyes on his crotch. “Oh, is that what you want?” He said, spreading his legs wider. He lifted the leg of his briefs and pushed his thick cock out. He leaned back, never taking his eyes off me. His eyes were half-lidded in a sleepy sort of way, but make no mistake, they promised a brutal immediate future. He took up the entire chair with his beefy size, looking like a heathen warrior sitting on a throne of skulls. He pulled his foreskin back briefly, then re-hooded his hard cock. I caught a glimpse of precum glistening at the tip. “Mmmm, yeah, that’s it… stalk your prey.” I licked my lips as I took my time stretching out my limbs in a slow and languorous movement, rolling my shoulders with every extension. I was going to take my fucking time. He wanted to play animals? Fine. I kept my head low as I crawled, my lips in a snarl. Playing with my prey was a panther’s prerogative, and this beast before me was not too big for me to handle. I could taste the sweet juicy meat already. “Good kitty. Come here, I have a treat for you.” Like hell I was going to be that easy. Yeah, I wanted it, so much it was driving me crazy, but he started it and the game was no fun if either of us gave up right away. I looked away, over to the bed, the door, down at my hands. I took a quick glance back at him with a bored look and saw a scowl coupled with a dark, sinister smirk. “Disobedient.” Just one word, but it held so much meaning as a promise. He sighed and shook his head once. As if he actually regretted what he had to do. I wasn’t fooled. I created a plan all my own that had nothing to do with his desires. All he had to do was move. Whoever moved first lost the first round. He took his hand away from his gorgeous cock and ran it through his hair, that sexy rake that pulled it away from his gorgeous face. “I guess you want it the hard way.” I blinked slowly, completely still. Even though I had been waiting for him to move, his leap from the chair took me by surprise, it was that quick. I saw his muscles tense, but I’m ashamed to admit I let my focus lapse to enjoy the ripples of them under his skin. So many beautiful muscles holding all that comfortable effortless power. His hand was around my throat in half a second. I bit his wrist and grabbed him behind the knees. He jerked his hand back. I grinned up at him and yanked him off his feet. Whoever was below us heard a nice booming thud as his entire weight hit the carpet, or maybe not. Hopefully it was concrete, but who knows? “That’s going to cost you.” He grunted kicking his leg over to scissor my head. “You think you’re the only feral beast in this room?” He could talk all he wanted. One of us was getting fucked. As much as I wanted it to happen to me, I was going to make him earn it, and if he wasn’t man enough… well too bad for him because I was going to sink my dick balls deep in that magnificent big ass of his. I drove my hand up between his humongous calves and pried his ankles off my neck. Yeah fucker, I learned a few things in the army. For which I received a hard kick to the face. I saw stars for a second. Damn, so it was like that, huh? Oh fuck yeah. Bring it on, stud. If we both didn’t end up bloody I was going to be sorely disappointed. “Remember, you asked for this. I’m going to ring your fucking bell until you’re a nice, domesticated pet.” He growled. And he sent his heel into my chest. I rolled to take the majority of the force out of it, but it still felt like he reached my spine. I got to my feet, grinning. I let him climb to his feet as well. He didn’t even fix his briefs, his thick, hard dick still coming out the leg. It looked angry. I snarled. I crouched in a fighter’s stance. He smirked. I had a moment’s doubt. He wasn’t worried at all. “Aw, look at the training.” He said in a condescending tone like he was talking to a kindergartner. Then he just stepped forward slowly, not protecting, not guarding. I took a swing. It was a mistake. He barely moved and my wrist was in his grip. His hard, unbreakable grip. I gave him two rapid shots to the kidney which barely registered on his face. He yanked my arm down and around, my only choice was to let him flip me over. I’d recover when my feet reached the floor, I wasn’t worried. I should have been worried. Because he punched me in the gut while I was still flying over. And he didn’t pull it. “FUCK!” I gasped. And then he punched me in the face. Fucking hard. Then he didn’t wait he gave me a hard knee to the hip, full force. I went down to my knees. Fuck, where was that emptiness when I needed it? He was taking me apart. I was going to feel this tomorrow. He bent over to whisper in my ear. “C’mon Tom, you’re better than this. You better start fighting back or I’m going to have to fuck you when you’re unconscious. And don’t think I won’t.” He was right. I was taking it easy on him because I still thought of him as the man I loved. It was still a game to me. That had to go. I breathed, closed my eyes for a moment and felt the emptiness take me. I cautioned myself not to break any bones, but everything else was open as a tactic. “Oh-ho… Look who decided to show up to the fight.” Kevin said when he saw the look in my eyes. “C’mon killer, show me what you can do.” tit for tat. I round-housed him right in that square handsome jaw, which made him take a step back and shake his head. Even in my zone he looked so fucking hot when his head rocked with the force of my kick and his hair flew. Fuck yeah, I clocked him GOOD, and I decided I would kick him in his head a couple more times just to watch it again. “Nice.” He smiled. He had blood on his teeth. Fucking sexy as hell. Now he crouched, on guard. I guess he decided to take it seriously. I had to put my heel into his sternum next, like he had done to me. Automatic me planned it. A fake to get him to open and turn slightly. I had to heel him with a back kick, but he played it exactly like I orchestrated. “Hey…are you…. ? Oh you fucker.” He laughed, gasping at first, then his big, booming full laugh. He figured it out. Every shot he had given me, every time he rang my bell, I was doing to him. “But, time’s up, hot stuff. I want to fuck two loads into you before your brother gets out of the shower, so as fun as this is, I’m going to have to put you down.” That’s what he thought. I went in for a disabling strike but it glanced off the nerve cluster just below his sternum. I ignored the spike of pain that traveled through my wrist when my half-folded finger knuckles hit bone. The spike of pain distracted me for maybe only a tenth of a second, but it was enough for him to wrap my head in his big arms. “Time to go to sleep, beautiful.” He whispered. ********** I came to feeling his hips slamming into mine as he plowed my ass with all his weight. My legs were pinned by his hands, splayed out onto the mattress beside my hips. “Welcome back sexy.” He murmured with a smile. Fuck I loved him. “Took you long enough.” “Have you cum yet?” I asked him, not sure why that was the first question out of my mouth, but his insistent pounding and the fullness in my ass were all I cared about. I couldn’t have been out that long. I had never felt this relaxed. I drifted in a state of perfect ease. “Just waiting for you, baby.” He stroked twice more, powerful deep thrusts. “Number one.” He said, pausing for just a couple seconds as I felt his thickness expand and throb along with a sub vocal growl from his throat. He looked deep into my eyes as he shot his seed inside me. And that made my dick suddenly spring up. I’d gone soft when I lost consciousness, but with his cum shooting inside me it didn’t matter, my own cum started pouring out of my dick. Fuck! I came soft, what the hell? That’s what he did to me, and our fight unlocked something visceral inside me, some connection to him I couldn’t explain. “Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuccccckkkkkkkkkk” I moaned in a long, deep heave as the cum poured out of my dick onto my stomach as my head arched back. I didn’t shoot, it poured out of me and holy fucking hell it was amazing, like one long continuous spurt of jizz originating in my prostate. I looked up into his smiling face. “You’re” SLAM “So SLAM “FUCKING SLAM PERFECT! SLAM SLAM SLAM He dove onto my face and kissed me with his bloody mouth and I just kept cumming. I was going to pass out again. I felt the world close in, the light became a tunnel, and then nothing. ************ I woke up again with him gazing at my face with a look of deep love radiating from those soft flannel eyes. He was still on top of me, inside of me. He kissed me again, this time full and everything, it was The Kiss. I had never been so happy, so content, so completely submitted to him. “You’re incredible. The things you make me feel, Tom.” He whispered, tears in his eyes. “Did I hurt you?” I laughed with a joy I don’t think I’d ever felt. “You hurt me as much as I wanted you to. I meant it. You’re perfect, Kev.” “Why do you do that?” He asked, grinning. “I was going to be all gentle and loving and treat you like my beautiful, wonderful Tom. I wanted to show you how much I love you. Instead, we end up kicking each others’ ass until we’re bruised and bloody then have the best sex we’ve had, ever.” I gazed at him, serious. “I feel how much you love me every time you meet me on a new, higher level. Every time I think I’ve left you behind, you come up and meet me. I was going to beat you bloody and fuck you if you didn’t get me first. I can’t believe you got me. But….” He waited. But I didn’t fill the silence. I just fell into his eyes. “But you were waiting for me to get there with you…”. He finished. He locked me, pulled me in. And just as I was spiraling down, he said “I’ll do whatever I have to, Tom, to be right beside you, always.” his kiss was in my soul. “Don’t mind me, I’ll just get dressed over here while you keep your dick in my brother’s ass.” Kevin didn’t move. He just smirked. “Lesson.” He whispered. God it felt awful when he yanked his thick cock out of my ass, but he was up and off the bed in an instant. Part of me wanted him to beat my little brother bloody too, for ruining the moment. I didn’t have the strength to participate, I was too far in that feeling of contentment, so I watched. Part of me knew I was just laying there exposed, the blankets fallen off the end of the bed. But men were men. Naked, cocks out, bare-assed, only weak men cared about that. I rolled onto my side to see what punishment Kevin would demand. He would never go further than Tim could endure. And after he took me without breaking a sweat, I knew Tim was going to get what was coming to him. “Tom. Control your boyfriend.” Tim tried first. I just remained silent. “C’mon Kevin. It was just fun, right?” Tim continued when I didn’t interfere. Kevin was walking slowly towards him. I knew his dick was still hard, at most he’d cum twice. Usually it took four times until he was done. Poor little Tim. No, Kevin wasn’t going to fuck Tim. But the picture of Kevin the Beast striding slowly towards you with a rock hard thick as fuck cock paints a whole different picture than some dude fully clothed, right? And Tim didn’t know what to keep his eyes on. Kevin knew that, his rather large dick bouncing out in front of him as he walked. “Did you call me a sucker?” Kevin said, in a surprisingly conversational tone. “Well… It was… I mean… “ Tim stammered. “It made me think you weren’t really sorry. Like you apologized without meaning it.” Kevin was now just a foot away from Tim. Both were naked, but only Kevin was hard. I guess Tim had whacked all the stiffness out of his not too shabby teenaged dick in the shower. “I meant it, I swear.” Tim said, his eyes wide. Kevin stepped forward, now they were almost touching. He bent down, Tim was still shorter than him by four inches or so. I saw Tim’s body tremble. Kevin whispered something in his ear and I saw his lips move across the flesh there, like a caress. Kevin made sure his lips touched Tim’s ear. I knew how soft Kevin’s lips were, and how they felt so good when they brushed across you. I was enjoying this. I knew how Carol had taught Kevin everything she knew, so I know Kevin was playing with my little brother in some way. We were both sure Tim was probably bi, and we knew he had a thing for Kevin. Nothing was going to happen, but Kevin was getting his pound of flesh for Tim’s impertinence and disrespect. Kevin couldn’t be that close to Tim without his dick rubbing up against his stomach, he was way too close. Then Kevin pulled his head back slightly to line up with Tim’s face, their noses touching. I wish I knew what Kevin whispered to Tim. “Are you going to be a good boy?” Kevin said, his lips so close to Tim’s I found myself wanting to see them touch. Kevin’s eyes were locked onto Tim’s, and I watched my little brother’s chest heave with deep breaths. Tim didn’t want to move away, even a centimeter. “Yes, sir.” Tim said, with the barest breath. Kevin put his hand up on Tim’s head and stroked his face. “Good boy.” He said, and gave Tim the barest brush with his lips. When Kevin turned back around to me where Tim couldn’t see I got the most satisfied smirk I’d ever seen on him. Fuck… Kevin was just insane. I didn’t miss the renewed boner my brother sported, and the dreamy smile on his face as well as his closed eyes. I was also newly bonered. And after that performance, I didn’t care if my little brother watched. “You better pull the sheets up.” I said when Kevin came back. “No, you want him to know what real love is?” Kevin asked. “He needs to see it. That last part, he’s not ready for. But this, I want him to find this for himself. Girl or guy. Are you in?” Kevin asked me. He raised is eyebrows. I didn’t know how to answer. I wanted to protect my little brother. I didn’t want him to think of sex as dirty, or something to be ashamed of regardless of how he wanted to do it or who he wanted to do it with. But part of me also didn’t want him to think this was an invitation to join in. After what I just saw between Kevin and Tim, I knew I’d want Kevin to be the one to show Tim what sex between two men could be, just like I felt good about Carol teaching him about sex with women. Tim obviously carried a crush on Kevin from the start, and I loved that. Tim saw Kevin as a hero, and if he couldn’t emulate me or dad, Kevin was the next best choice. I knew Tim’s personality though, and he’d blaze his own trail. Shit… this was up to me. Was Tim ready? I had no idea. I felt the right decision settle on my mind. It was up to Tim. I looked over to my little brother, who was still standing where Kevin left him, hard teenage dick erect, his hero-worshipping eyes on Kevin who was next to me. “Tim?” I called out. “Yeah Tom?” the expectant hope in his voice cut me, just a little, I know what he wanted, just from his response. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want that too, just a little. But he was my brother, and he had to grow into a man of his own mind before I’d even consider crossing that line. Right now, he had heroes, he had larger than life men who were everything he wanted to be, and he just lost his biggest hero, his father. In this, I had to be resolute. My little brother was a HUGE part of my heart. I wanted him to be a man to be proud of, a man HE would be proud to be. I know he would let either Kevin or I do whatever we wanted with him, but I didn’t want him to be anyone’s plaything, manipulated into conditioned responses, submissive to the first person that gave him a boner, afraid to be confrontational or draw the line between what was worth it, and what you could leave behind you in a forgotten pile of trash. Maybe Kevin was right. If I walked away from Kevin today he’d pace behind me two steps away until I looked back and then he’d challenge me. He wouldn’t let me take another step until I proved I wanted to leave him behind. And it would be damn hard to prove that. I couldn’t figure out how he maintained his independence, his own path, but I still had him right beside me. How the fuck did he do that? He was like no one I’d ever met. He was ALL him, but somehow he was part of me too. I don’t think I was him… I sure as hell couldn’t meet him on that intellectual brain level he was at. My brain didn’t turn in gears like his. I knew, I saw, it came to me, I understood…but fuck if I could explain it. It was all intuition for me, some fucking kind of magic that just connected the dots without understanding how. Kevins gears clicked until all the pegs fell into the right holes and he knew every peg, every hole, every gear, every turn. He dissected until all the tiny pieces were revealed. Me… hell I saw people as whole and complete, and I just understood what that meant. But Tim had to see how real it was. He had to know the depth it could reach. That stuffing your dick into someone was fine, but there were levels so much deeper where souls fucked, where minds inseminated and fertilized. Sex was biological. But making love was metaphysical. Levels existed, and I was sure humanity hadn’t found them all, not after my altered state experiences. Hell, how had Kevin made me cum just after regaining consciousness? I felt the dive over the cliff was imminent and right. I loved my baby brother so much, maybe more than I even loved Kevin, that I wanted him to know, to understand how deep that chasm of love could be so that he had a lodestone to orient towards when he found love himself. I know he loved me, and I absolutely know he was in love with Kevin, but a love all his own was what I wished for him, something he would value and protect with every fiber of his being. A love that lived and grew inside him as its own immutable truth, like what I had with Kevin. “Come here, Tim.” I said softly. I watched him walk over, trepidation in every step. I looked up at Kevin, into his eyes, those beautiful, soft flannel eyes that held all the emotion I pushed with every beat of my heart, He knew what I would ask. I looked up at Tim, standing next to Kevin. They were so different. Tim was unfinished, not yet complete, his face needing me to be the one to decide. “Tim, do you want Kevin to kiss you? Nothing more, just a kiss?” I saw a tear fall from Tim’s eye. “Yes, but I don’t want to hurt you. Is it okay, Tom?” The pleading in his words…fuck. He thought he would steal Kevin from me? Kevin answered, reaching up to hold Tim’s young face in his hands. “Tim…Little bro… I love you, you know that right? You aren’t going to hurt anything. Tom loves you with all of his heart. I love you too. It’s okay. We want you to know what that love feels like.” Tim was looking down. He was crying fully now, tears just pouring from his eyes. He looked up, his eyes full of hope. Kevin moved in slowly and first kissed Tim with a gentle peck, just barely brushing his lips on Tim’s. I saw Tim’s body go limp, but Kevin was ready, and surrounded him with his capable, comfortable arms. And then… Tim felt…. The Kiss.

Outdoor sex is great in the summer months. As far as others watching, I'm fine with that, and if the TOP fucking wants to share me, I'm not gonna say no.

"Religious freedom" is a dog whistle for hate. Just like "states' rights." It's ONLY EVER used when assholes need an excuse for assholes to abuse minorities and women. Seriously. Just look at 235+ years of court cases and you'll find, over and over again, that those screaming "religion freedom!" are always doing it to push hateful conservative christian bullshit against blacks, asain ancestry, women, LGBT, abortion rights, etc, etc, etc while time and time again those groups trying to use it get dismissed in court. "Religious freedom" is shit in America where are first goddamned RIGHT is the freedom FROM religion.

I'm travelling in Latvia and was pretty excited about the men in there. No idea why but since it's one of the soviet countries, I expected the men to be rough. Boy they do not disappoint, it's not the easiest place to find men who like to breed a hole, but those who are up for it know how to do it, damn. The most was 4 loads in an evening and they shoot big loads. Also got fucked in a public toilet and swallowed piss twice. Sad I have to go home soon!

9 inches here so I've made many trips to the second hole. It certainly is a pop and bottoms usually 'buck' when I hit that ring. I wait til the second hole relaxes a bit and opens fully before continuing. But please note, if you are fucking the second ring, you're probably doing it wrong. That area should be throbbed, not fucked. If your in the second hole you should still be focusing on the bottoms prostate (base of bottom's penis). I would go on, but I don't want to turn this into a second hole Ted Talk.

Part 15: Welcome Peter A week had passed since Dominic and I had fucked Pastor Kline, and keeping to what Dominic had told him, Pastor Kline routinely came to my office for “private meetings” in which I unloaded in his ass as much poz cum as possible. Then, he’d drink my piss, collecting his own in a travel mug which he drank from throughout the day. At one point, the secretary almost walked in on us, but we were able to pull ourselves together in time. Sooner or later someone was bound to walk in on us. Pastor Kline came to Dominic’s apartment a few nights, offering his hole and mouth to us without hesitation. Though I didn’t mind the taste of piss, though it wasn't my first choice of kink, I sensed that Dominic was happy to have found someone who loved the taste as much as Pastor Kline. At one point, he laid down in the bathtub and we both pissed on him at the same time. Another night, Dominic unloaded an entire day’s worth of piss into Pastor Kline’s hole, large amounts squirting out around Dominic’s dick as Pastor Kline’s insides ran out of room. There was no doubt in my mind that Pastor Kline had found his true purpose. He was a cum loving, piss drinking, poz dick seeking pig. When I saw his lust, I thought of Jay. I hadn’t heard from him since he disappeared on me. I thought of texting him, calling him, but I stopped myself each time. While I understood what he did, I still found myself angry. If he had asked, would I have fucked him bare? Would I have given him what he wanted? I fucked Pastor Kline, giving him the toxic loads he craved. If Jay had been honest with me, would I have done the same for him? Would I have converted my own brother? With the amount of time that had passed, it was possible that he could have started converting or was about to. I called my other brother, asking if he had heard anything. “Not since he disappeared that morning,” he told me. “I think he ran off to find some pussy. The guy couldn’t go a few days without his dick inside something. He’s probably shacked up somewhere, going through a box of condoms like they’re free.” Something in the way he said this made me think he wished this is what he was doing instead. Were we all sexual deviants? Did we all think with our dicks? “I say call him,” Dominic said. “Invite him over. If he’s still negative, we can help fix his little issue together.” I wanted to tell Dominic that we weren’t doing that to Jay, but my dick got hard at the thought of having him beneath me again, our bodies close. I craved to have my brother with me again. Each time I stared at his number, I found myself unable to hit send. I just hoped he was alright. I just wanted to make sure that whatever happened to him was what he wanted. I had a check-up with Dr. Wade in which he ended up bent over his examination table, my dick pounding into his ass harder than last time. The moment Dominic told Dr. Wade about Jay, our collected horniness caused all our pants to drop. "How do you find the most interesting men?" Dr. Wade asked Dominic, his hands reaching back, grabbing my hips. "He's not the only one we've pulled into the mix," Dominic told him, detailing our fuck session with Pastor Kline. "I've got to start going to church again," Dr. Wade said, his dick unloading a thick cum load between his abs and the examination table. There was a knock on my door Friday morning, over more than a week having gone by since our first night fucking Pastor Kline. We hadn't been caught yet, and no one suspected anything as far as we knew. Pastor Kline’s head popped inside my office, a smile on his face. “How’s it going, Will?” he said. “Fine,” I told him, watching as he came inside and closed the door. “Thought you might need to use the restroom,” he said, kneeling down at my feet behind my desk. “As a matter of fact, I do,” I said, unzipping my pants, pulling my dick out. He leaned forward and slipped my dick inside his mouth, looking up to me and nodding. I started to piss. “Feeling any different yet?” I asked him. He shook his head. “Don’t worry,” I told him. “Not everyone is like me. It took only one night for Dominic to poz me, but it can take a few sessions before you convert.” “I’m not worried,” Pastor Kline said, finishing my piss. He stood up and kissed me, a bit of my piss still clinging to his tongue. “It’ll happen eventually.” “In the meantime, I guess we’ll have to keep fucking your ass full of poz cum.” “If you must, you must,” he said, smiling. "I love having you and Dominic deep inside me. I finally feel myself filled with something worthwhile." "We're always happy to help." "I know Dominic is bigger," Pastor Kline said, running his fingers along my shaft, "but, in my opinion, you've got the better dick." 'That's just because it's attached to me," I said. "Doesn't matter the reason," he told me. “Look, I wanted to talk to you about one of our members.” “Which one?” I asked. “Peter Flanagan,” he said. Peter Flanagan was a married man with a wife who was involved with every group at the church. She was a busy body, her nose in everyone’s business. I worked with her several times as she ran events from Christmas pageants to summer cookouts. She was nice, but she was annoying. She was type of person you expected had parents who told her she was a princess, and she believed it. “What about him?” “Well, I told you that I thought there were a few men in the church like us.” He raised an eyebrow, indicating what he meant. “You think Peter is gay?” “I’m almost positive,” Pastor Kline said. “How do you know?” “In all the years I’ve known him, there has always been something about Peter, as if there was a secret he was hiding. Whenever I’d talk to him about his wife, he’d talk about her as if it was a pain to him. That, and I’ve noticed him glancing at other men in the church.” “Not a lot to go off of.” “At last year’s men’s retreat, you remember, we went to that camp. When we were in the showers, I was obviously checking out all the other men, and I realized that I wasn’t the only one. I saw Peter watching some of the other men changing, and though I didn’t see his dick clearly, I could see his towel tenting.” "Sometimes that happens in the showers." "I think I saw him trying to take pictures in the locker room," Pastor Kline pushed. I shook my head. Peter was a handsome man. His dark brown hair and green eyes were gorgeous, his light stubble a real turn-on. He was fit, evident from our yearly church grounds cleaning when everyone would pitch in to tidy up. I’d seen him carry heavy bags of mulch, noticing his muscular arms. He wasn’t overly muscular, but you knew he kept himself regular at the gym. Just the idea caused by dick to jump, something Pastor Kline noticed. “Do you want me to blow you?” “I’m fine,” I told him. “Look, I’d like to believe that Peter is gay, but I don’t want us going after men here to only find out that we’re wrong. Imagine what would happen.” “There’s something else I haven’t told you,” Pastor Kline said. “He called me earlier today, saying he wanted to come in and speak with me.” “About what?” “He says he’s been struggling with some sin issue, something his wife doesn’t know about, and he wants to talk to another man about it. I asked him to elaborate, and he said it’s a sin of a sexual nature. I asked him if he slept with another woman, but he said he hadn’t. He sounded real nervous. I think he wants to talk about himself possibly being gay.” I understood Pastor Kline’s thought process, but I still wasn’t fully convinced. “It’s possible, but I’m still not sure.” “I told him I wanted him to come in tomorrow to speak to the both of us. I think, between you and me, we’ll be able to find out if he’s gay. And if so, we can see how far we can push him.” “You want to corrupt him?” “Mr. Moore corrupted you,” Pastor Kline said. “And don’t you think you’re better off?” I did feel as if my true self had been unleashed, a new freedom surging through my body. The idea of giving this to another man caused my dick to shoot up. “You sure you don’t want me to blow you?” “No,” I said, smiling. “I have a better place to shoot my load.” Pastor Kline smiled, standing and dropping his pants. I told Dominic about Peter Flanagan as he fucked another poz load in my ass. “You don’t think he’s gay?” Dominic asked, sweat covering his face. “I don’t know,” I said, my fingers twisting Dominic’s nipples. “Pastor Kline thinks he is, but I’m not convinced.” “Would he be a hot find?” “He would,” I said. “He’s fit, dark hair, handsome. While I don’t know if he’s gay, I know of several women within the church who would love to take him away from his wife.” “I do love corrupting married men.” “They’ve been married for a while. Nearly ten years. No kids.” Dominic’s assault on my ass slowed. “Hmm. That’s interesting. I wonder if there’s something wrong with his dick and balls?” “If there is, he doesn’t go around telling everyone,” I said. I turned his nipples hard, pulling his attention back to me. “Keep fucking.” Dominic smiled and unloaded in my ass. Pastor Kline and I waited in his office for Peter Flanagan. In Pastor Kline’s mug was my piss which he swirled around and sipped at. I was worried that Peter would smell the piss, but Pastor Kline showed no concern. Maybe it was a part of his plan to out the man. “We can’t force something out of him,” I reminded Pastor Kline. “If he is gay, that doesn’t mean he wants to fuck us. Even if he does, that doesn’t mean he wants to be pozzed.” “But if he does?” I smiled at the thought. “If he does, then, yes, I’ll happily fuck his brains out and knock him up.” “Dominic would want a crack at him too,” Pastor Kline said. Just at the thought, I saw Pastor Kline’s tiny dick starting to tent his pants. “I’d love to watch him get railed by the both of you.” “Easy, tiger,” I said. A knock on the door silenced us. It opened and Peter’s head popped in. “Hello,” he said, entering the office. He was wearing a dress shirt and tie. He was a teacher at the local high school, history being his subject. He also coached the basketball team. Seeing him slightly dressed up did cause my dick to jump. It wasn't any different than what he wore to church, but there was still something about seeing him in this state that was hot. He was a handsome man, even more so than I remembered. God, I did want him to be gay. “Peter, take a seat,” Pastor Kline said, sipping the piss in his mug. “Thanks,” he said. “So,” I said, leaning forward, “Pastor Kline tells me that there was something you wanted to talk about.” Awkwardness covered Peter. His eye contact was broken, shifting down to his feet. “Uh, yeah. It’s a bit of a delicate subject.” “That’s alright,” Pastor Kline said. “That’s why we’re here.” “It’s just, I’m embarrassed. This isn’t something I’ve been able to talk to anyone about. I’ve tried working on it alone, but I just can’t figure out how to overcome this.” “What is it?” I asked. “You said it was something of a sexual nature,” Pastor Kline said, his excitement at the prospect evident to me as he spoke. “I’m ashamed,” Peter said. “Have you spoken to your wife about this?” “No,” he said. “I couldn’t. She’d hate me. She’d leave me. We already have enough problems as it is. This would only ruin everything.” “You can trust us,” Pastor Kline said. “Whatever is said here won’t leave this office. We promise.” Peter nodded, glancing up at the two of us. “As you know, I work at the high school. I’ve been there for nearly seven years now. I’ve always been respectable. I’ve never done anything wrong. But, well, I’ve done something that could get me fired.” This was not what we had expected. “What’s happened?” I asked. “I’ve done something horrible,” he said. “You see, I slept with a student.” Both Pastor Kline and I leaned back in our chairs. This was definitely not what we had expected. “It’s not illegal,” Peter quickly said. “The student is eighteen. It was only once, but it happened.” “I see,” I said. “And is the student threatening to tell someone? Your wife, maybe?” Peter shook his head. “No.” “Is the student pregnant?” Pastor Kline asked. “No,” he said, an odd smile filling his face. “That’s not possible.” “Why?” I asked, my curiosity rising. “Well, for one, not that anyone other than my wife and my doctor know this, but I’m not able to father children.” “Oh,” I said. “I’m sorry.” “It’s a bit awkward to admit, but I have hyperspermia. It lowers my sperm count. My doctor says I’ve got little to none, meaning I can’t reproduce.” “I’ve never heard of hyperspermia,” Pastor Kline said. “What is that?” “It means I produce a larger than normal quantity of semen,” Peter said. “I’m able to have sex and ejaculate multiple times within a short period, but there’s little sperm made. My wife hates it. After we got married, when we first had sex, she looked at me like I was disgusting. I tried to explain to her what it was, but she was repulsed. Some guys would love the idea, but my wife hates it. We haven’t slept together for nearly three years.” "That must make it hard," Pastor Kline said. I understood the double meaning, waiting to see if Peter picked up on it. He seemingly didn't. “Is that why you slept with the student?” I asked. Peter nodded. “You see, the student can’t get pregnant because I don’t produce enough sperm. But, also, the student is male.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________ More from Peter coming soon.

I am partial to a massage so a few nights ago went on the web to look for a masseuse to go to and sort out muscle pain. I found one fella and booked in. I got there all very professional he asked me about my ailments and why a male masseuse. I mumbled something like they do a better job and he then asked me to strip. The masseuse was about late 20s, Turkish extraction, well built - the sort of guy I don’t bother with. Anyhow mid massage (he was good at his job) I got the impression he was quite turned on as he massaged my arse and I began to lift it up to present my wet hole. A few fingers slipped in which made me moan and present my hole. To my surprise he lent over and said ‘let me give you something your wife can’t’ and he then pushed his cock up my arse raw. I think I was more surprised he thought I had a wife (I am gay, I thought that was obvious, clearly not) and I milked his cock with my arse. He then told me my arse was very tight and not to worry as his cock was clean as I was. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I was poz. Anyhow he carried on to my enjoyment but didn’t cum. I was massively turned on and my cock was rock solid. So I got off the bed and got him to bend over (by now he was naked) I rimmed his hole and licked his balls, they were now sloppy and wet and he was ready to take my daddy cock. He was really tight but after some persistence I entered him slowly and then worked myself into him balls deep. I then began to piston fuck his wet, oily hole over the bed. I couldn’t hold back and came deep in him. He asked if I had done that before, again I mumbled something like I don’t know what came over me, he laughed and said he wouldn’t tell, if I didn’t (I guess meaning my ‘wife’) I proceeded to dress. Anyhow he asked for payment and I paid my £65 for the massage and the bonus fuck. He didn’t sort my lower back pain but I had a great time. I’m considering going back again but tell him I’m gay and my status, I’m not too sure he will be as happy😈

I'm fully versatile, but I love fucking outdoors with an audience and have no issue with inviting others to join in. Personally the only limitation I have is that it needs to be fairly deep into a cruising area where the only people who will come across you fucking are those that would enjoy seeing it and might be willing to join in. I love group scenes even more than one on one. I won't do it in place where families or law enforcement might stumble across us. I enjoy being an exhibitionist, but do not fetishize getting caught in a bad way which seems to be a thing for some men.

Chapter 11 I woke with a pounding head . Damn tequila! Enticing as Luke’s cock was next to me , I wanted to get home , take some aspirin for my head and sleep some more. Once home I showered, had some aspirin and went back to bed. I woke some time later and felt no better. My throat was sore, my head was pounding still and if anything I was feeling worse. I stayed in bed, vowing to never have tequila again. I dosed myself up and just rested, not really hungry knowing the next day I would be hangover free. However the next day I didn’t feel any better,again I felt worse. My glands were up, and My mouth was dry, and I was a touch feverish. Aspirin wasn’t doing much but it was better than nothing. Sally had rung me and I told her that I was still a bit hungover and not feeling great. I said I would let her know when I was feeling better. Then something struck me. I googled symptoms of hiv and I just stared at the screen. Tick tick tick. A cold fear overtook me. Shit , it was a hangover right? In a bit of a panic I rang Gino, he was a medic after all. I explained about the drinking, and how I was feeling. He paused, and asked what I was doing. I explained I was lying on my bed. ‘Naked?’ He asked. ‘Yes’ I replied. ‘Good. You are likely to be seroconverting, there is nothing you can do except embrace what is happening to you. It turns me on to see guys becoming poz and their life changing. That is happening to you. I want you to set up your iPad on record, and start wanking for me. I want you to video yourself playing with your cock and cumming. I want you to record your last neg load, whilst you are telling me what you are thinking. ‘ ‘fuck’ I thought. My cock got immediately hard as I set up my iPad on record. I was wanking and thinking of Gino’s cock. ‘What are you thinking? ‘ Gino asked. ‘Your cock ‘I replied. ‘My poz cock?’ Gino whispered. ‘Yes, your poz cock, I love it, I want more of it’ ‘ I only date poz guys’ Gino said’ especially if they’re not on meds’ I was rock hard now and turned on ‘God I hope I’m becoming poz for you’ I panted. What was I saying, all I could think of was Gino’s gorgeous cock and his tattoo . ‘Fuck, I’m cumming Gino’ I came , shooting my cum up my belly’ ‘Good boy’ he said. Send me that video, and make an appointment at the end of the week’ . My headache kicked back in, and reality did. This was where I had been sliding, even though I never thought it would happen to me. I wasn’t great for the next couple of days before gradually improving. I had made an appointment with Gino on the following Friday. After all it could have just been a bit of a bug, I tried to convince myself. I entered Gino’s room at the clinic, and there was a younger medic in there , also in scrubs. His face was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t immediately place it. ‘This is Archie, he is a trainee. Is it ok if he sits in? ‘ Gino asked. I nodded. Then it clicked. Archie was the twink I had fucked in the sauna. So he was also gay. ‘So you have been having unprotected sex with other men whose status you don’t know?’Gino asked. ‘Actually some were poz I think’ I replied. ‘We need to test for hiv’ Gino said formally. Gino took some blood explaining he had to do a formal test. He said he would do a quick finger prick test as well though that wouldn’t be definitive. I waited for half an hour in reception before being called in again by Gino. ‘ ’well I have some good news for you, although it’s not official’ Gino announced. ‘Phew ‘ I thought ‘I’ve dodged a bullet , I’m still neg’ ‘it is looking like you are hiv positive’ Gino announced. ‘. Congratulations, You are where you naturally wanted to be’ my mind was on delay. ‘ you will have an increasingly viral load for six months. You don’t have to start meds yet, you can let the virus build in you for a while but you will likely pass on the virus if you have unprotected sex with anyone. ‘ ‘Positive? I’m poz? ‘ I replied. ‘Yes, more than likely’ Gino said. ‘Do you want to stay off meds for a while, and enjoy your status?’ I remembered what he said when I was wanking. ‘Yes’ I responded. ‘ ‘Good man’. Archie then asked ‘Why is it good news that he is positive?’ ‘Because some gay men, like Neil here, are sub bottoms who will just take cock and cum, and becoming positive is a rite of passage. They secretly want it. Don’t you Neil?’ I was on the spot but knew my natural reply. ‘Yes’ ‘Neil, I will contact you in a few days when the full results are back, but in the meantime don’t do anything I wouldn’t do’ I stood up as Gino and Archie did. I glanced at Archie. He was definitely sporting an erection in his scrubs. I looked at him and he blushed. He may have recognised me, but he was turned on, hopefully by our poz talk. There may be something there in the future I thought. I left the surgery, walked into the sunshine, knowing almost certainly that I had the bug, and was hiv positive. I felt my cock stiffening. To be continued……………

Part 3 Todd began to grunt which friend into now if a howl as I felt his cock grow harder and then I could feel his cock spasm inside my hole m as he exclaimed, “FUCK! FUCK YEAH! FUCK, TAKE MY DIRTY CUM!” I heard one of the guys who was standing next to us and had witnessed my getting fucked say, “Breed that bitch, give him your charged load.” I heard another guy yell, “Fuck yeah Todd, poz that neg ass.” I was trying to figure out what they meant with each comment when Todd resumed fucking me, his cock still rock hard as he let me know, “Now I own you, I own your ass” which he punctuated when a couple deep, hard thrusts. Todd fucked me for a good 10 minutes before he paused, put his arms under me and told me, “Put your arms around my neck and wrap your legs around me.” In this position Todd was able to pick me up. He continued to fuck me as he carried me over to this ‘swing’ like contraption I heard someone referred to as a ‘sling’. He placed me I the leather seat while a couple of the guys watching us helped by putting my legs I the stirrups. Todd was now standing as he continued to fuck me as I lay in the sling. The sling seemed to give him an advantage allowing him to fuck me deeper. He made sure that every stroke he made inside my ass was looking, deep and with purpose as he said, “Yeah, you’re starting to feel it, you’re starting to feel my DNA burrowing into your body. You feel my DNA becoming part of you. Soon it will start to take over your thoughts, your desires, your dreams and your fantasies.” His words danced through my head. All my random thoughts began to fly out of my head as Todd's words began to dominate my thoughts. He smiled at as he continued to fuck me working the cum he deposited inside me into the walls of my ass. As strange as it sounded when Todd spoke of it, it felt like his sperm was burrowing into my cells. I could tell that his DNA was working is way into all parts of my body, working into my brain, taking over my thoughts. I was starting to feel different, I was starting to think different. My mind was focused only on Todd’s words and actions as he worked his cock in and out of my ass. I began to work my ass muscles tightening my ass muscles as Todd was pulling out and relaxing my ass when he pushed in. Surprisingly my mind was thinking about getting him to breed me again. I could tell by the expressing on his face that he could feel what I was doing with my ass. He smiled and said, “That's my little bitch, work that ass. You want more of my dirty cum?” My only answer as he continued to fuck me was a nod is my head ‘Yes’. He continued, “Not to worry, I’ve got plenty my charged seed for you, able once I’m certain that I’ve given you enough of my jizz to convert you I’ll let others fuck you.” He paused taking to me for about a minute as his breathing and the pace he was fucking me began to increase. His cock began to become harder and thicken as he continued, “What do you think? I figure they can fuck you for $10 and breed you for $25.” Again he paused, but only for a few seconds when he suddenly said as he was about to breedme for the second time, “FUCK! It doesn’t matter what you think. I own your ass and I plan on renting it out so you might as well get used to the idea.” I continued to milk his cock with my ass when suddenly Todd slammed his cock balls deep inside me. I felt his cock spasm letting me know he was breeding me again as he kissed me for the first time. My body responded as I let his tongue pushed into my mouth. As I was experiencing my first man-on-man kiss Todd’s words from earlier were still dominating my mind. His DNA was taking over and becoming part of me as I was trying to get more of his lips as we kissed me and he continued to slowly fuck me. While we were still kissing I started to think about what was really consuming my thoughts was a strong desire for another needle I my arm. This new drug he gave me, Tina he valued it, made me feel so good that I had to have more. For a split second I worried what Todd would think about me if I asked for another one so soon, but then the desire for the needle, the need for the drug won out and when we stopped kissing I sheepishly asked, “You think I can get another ‘shot’ of that new drug?” Todd answered me with a chuckle while he continued to slowly fucked me, “First of all the drug is called Tina. It’s also known as ice, clear, crystal or meth but it’s better know as methamphetamine. The needle is called a rig or point and the ‘shot’ you are asking about is known as a slam.” I now understand the reason behind his ‘chuckle' as I smiled and corrected my request, “Can I get another slam of Tina?” Todd grinned like the Cheshire cat sitting in the tree above Alice as answered, “Absolutely, I signs use another slam myself.” Todd continued to slowly fuck me as a tourniquet was placed on my arm and a couple rigs seemingly appeared from no where. Todd stop me fucking to administer my slam telling me, “You will learn for to self administer how own slam when you start working.” I wasn’t sure what he meant by ‘working’ but I knew I was going to want to know how to make a administer my own slam. Todd wiped my arm with alcohol and explained as he was administering my slam, “Find a nice fat vein and slip the needle in, then pull the plunger back slightly getting a flash of red indicating your you’re in the vein then slowly empty the contents.” The tourniquet was snapped off and I began to cough while Todd administer his own slam. Then we were each handed a small glass of Gatorade with GHB. Todd explained, “GHB, better known as G, enhances the Tina and increases your horniness.” Right after we each downed our drinks Todd resumed slow fucking me as we kissed some more. He gradually picked up his pace as I flexed my ass muscles truly to milk another load out of him. With Todd’s silence and the way he was fucking me had me thinking he was teasing me. It was starting to drive me to the point I worked my ass harder and began ask him, “Are you getting tired? I need you did breed me again. I really wanted more of your special cum.” Todd just grinned at me and have me a couple of quick ‘jabs’ with his cock before responding to me, “You really want more of my special cum? Are you sure you really want me to give you the gift of my special gift?” I answered, “Fuck yeah give my your special gift.” This cause a couple of the guys watching Todd fuck me to laugh at one of them said ‘I bet you do’ and another said ‘Be careful what you ask for.’ Todd must have been holding out when he suddenly began to rabbit fuck me and within minutes free as ready to breed me for the third time. As his breathing began to pick up and I can’t his cock get harder and thicker Todd leaned his face close to mine to where we were almost touching when he asked me, “Do you really want my gift? Do you understand what is special about my cum? Why my cum is dirty?” I had no idea what he meant by his questions. All I knew was that I needed him to cum in my ass and breed me. I tightened my ass trying to milk that load out of him and said, “Fuck, just give me your cum and breed me.” Todd grunted out as I felt his cock throb as he fired his load deep inside me. He had a smirk on his face like along with several guys that had been watching us as Todd pushed my hands over my head he kissed me. While he was kissing me and held my hands over my head I was distracted and barely noticed it when my wrists were placed in restraints followed by my ankles. Todd pulled his cock out of my ass and said, “It’s time for your ass to make me some money. You can fuck the bitch for $10, and breed the bitch when your diseased cum for $25. Who wants to go first and help convert this pretentious rich boy into my poz whore?"

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At weekly for a year and a half, he must have had you more than 70 times, and for you never to have seen him is a remarkable act of service. I could imagine doing the same over that duration in such circumstances, but I don’t know how many would. I suspect you achieved a level of intimacy with him you might not have had you been looking at him.

Chapter 1.3 - Fiesta The third morning started out like the other two with Ric and Mateo fucking each other just after daybreak. They took a brief nap, followed by a shower before going down for breakfast. "I'd love to go downstairs with your cum in me, but I don't really want to be that obvious and both of us reeking of sex" Mateo said as they stepped into the shower. "Yeah, I don't want to leave a wet spot on the chair cushions either. But I think I can get used to this bit of getting fucked every morning. It will be easy with you as my roommate this fall" Ric replied. Once finished, they stepped out of the shower to dry off and Marco was standing there naked at the sink. He was shaving, but only his neck. "You missed a lot" Mateo said, chuckling. "I like Ric's beard. I thought I'd let mine grow for a few weeks to see how it looks, but the neck is itchy already" Marco said. Ric liked how Marco felt comfortable being naked around them and wondered if he normally did that or if he was showing off. "How many days?" Ric asked. "This is my third day. I can see a couple bare spots, so I'm not sure it's going to look good" Marco said, before washing the shaving cream off his face. "Give it a chance. I let mine grow out as soon as I could and it didn't look that good. I was one of the few that could grow a beard in high school so I was kind of proud of it, no matter how ragged it looked. A friend gave me some suggestions on trimming it and it looks a lot better now. I know Mateo likes the natural look down below, but I like to trim there too. At least I spend less money on floss" Ric said, feeling Mateo punch him. The three finished up and went down for breakfast. Miguel was cooking this time and after getting coffee, Ric stood behind Mateo, wrapped his arm around Mateo and pulled him close. Marco noticed and smiled back. If Ric had any reservations about showing affection to Mateo in front of his family, they disappeared. He even got a smile from Miguel. Once breakfast was done, Marco and Mateo cleaned up as usual while Miguel stood next to Ric, fidgeting. Ric saw Miguel smile at him, but it was hiding a very worried look on his face. The next two days were repeats of the day before. After breakfast, Miguel would come up with a "chore" for Marco and Mateo to do, leaving Ric for his chore with Miguel. It was obvious that Miguel was still in pain from the previous day's fuck when Ric's cock drove back in. After the first day, Ric had put Miguel on his back for the next sessions. His cock looked like an uncut version of Mateo's with the same thickness and length. He only had gotten a glimpse of Marco's soft cock and it looked like he was the longer of the three, at least when it was flaccid. The meeting by the lake with Diego and Rodrigo kept moving times based on the work schedule each day. Ric thought it was funny that Mateo wouldn't let him fuck Diego. He wanted Diego to know who had pozzed him. Rodrigo didn't care, he would take anyone's load but seemed to enjoy Ric's cock. Each day, Ric's fuck with Rodrigo had gotten harder and longer. Rodrigo got more verbal when he was on his back, so Ric spent more time in that position. The third day was the first that Rodrigo had admitted his fate and begged Ric to "make him toxic." Saturday's breakfast was later and a bigger affair than the previous days. "Normally we have brunch on Sunday. It's a tradition from my late wife that we continue to do in her memory. Since you need to leave early to get to the airport tomorrow, we decided to do it today. We will also do our Saturday evening BBQ for the workers, so you will get to meet them too" Miguel said while he cooked. The meal was big and Ric was worried that he might be too stuffed to perform later for his last breeding session with Miguel. They sat around after finishing the meal talking. When there was a lull, Miguel looked at Marco and said "It looks like you're no longer my little boy. In a little over a month you are going to be leaving the nest." There was another pause and all three stared back at Miguel, wondering where he was going with his comments. "Have you decided what kind of tattoo you are going to get?" Marco looked back at his dad, shocked. "Yes... I have some drawings. I've gotten some advice from Diego, Mateo, Ric and a few others. Why?" "I got some advice too. Has the design been static or have you been changing it?" Miguel asked. "I've made a few minor changes, but it's been the same for the last six months" Marco replied. Ric's face began to smile. "Have you found an artist?" Miguel asked. Marco dropped his head and sullenly said "No. Diego said my idea is too hard for the guy he uses. Ric said he has a good one, but he is a long way away. Mateo said the same." "I talked to a few people and they gave me a recommendation. Bring the drawings along when we drop Ric off at the airport tomorrow" Miguel said. Marco and Mateo were sent out to pick up the food and drinks for the barbecue that evening and while Mateo protested that Ric wasn't joining them to help, Miguel said he needed Ric's help more. That help involved Ric drilling two loads into Miguel's sore ass. This time they used Miguel's king sized bed. Ric found it disturbing to see the picture of Miguel's deceased wife next to the bed and turned it face down before mounting Miguel again. "I can't believe you fuck Mateo like this. I can barely walk when you finish. I feel like you have ripped me in two" Miguel said as Ric slid off the bed. "Miguel, I don't have sex like this with him. You and I are not going to have passionate sex. I save that for Mateo and him alone. You wanted me to try and infect you and this is the best way I know to do it with sex. From past experience, you will convert in a few weeks. It may be barely noticeable or it may knock you out. This is what you asked for, right?" Ric said. Miguel nodded before wincing in pain. The afternoon was spent setting up for the fiesta. There was a keg of beer and numerous other drink selections, both hard and soft. The food varied from typical American picnic fare to Mexican food and a lone tray of lasagna. "Mom liked pasta. What can I say?" Mateo said when Ric asked why. He chuckled and thought it was nice that they kept her memory alive with little touches like that. Marco came up to Ric and said "Can I borrow you a minute?" Ric was soon helping him assemble a volleyball net across the pool. Once it was up, Marco said "For once we'll have a four on four game. I hope you're good" winking at Ric. The workers started to show up just as they finished getting most of pool area set up. The grill was going and the keg already had several beers poured from it. Ric and Mateo headed up to change clothes. Ric put his speedo on under a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top and Mateo was back in his board shorts with a tee. The party got going and Ric was surprised how many people were there. "Do all of these people work on the ranch?" he asked and Mateo laughed. "Nah, some are boyfriends or girlfriends, spouses or friends. Most of the BBQs are smaller but monthly we hold a big party and since you're here, today is a big one. Everyone wanted to meet you" Mateo replied. "They all know?" Ric asked and watched Mateo nod. "I've been out since high school and my parents were very supportive. My dad has hired a lot of workers that were... scared to be who they were at other places. We're the 'gay friendly' ranch and while there are a lot of straight people working here, no one feels they're at risk here. Many of the other ranch owners wonder why they have a lot of turnover and we have almost none. We respect our staff" Mateo said. Ric looked around, a little more closely and realized that there were more than just him, Mateo, Diego and Rodrigo being out and proud. Mateo's comment about people wanting to meet him rang true. There were many people that came up to say 'hi' and tell him they were glad he came to visit and make Mateo happy. "Strip down. It's volleyball time" Marco said, coming up behind them and wrapping his arms around both Ric and Mateo. "Nude?" Ric asked, getting a laugh from them. "No, silly. Swimsuit. Unless that cock can do a good net slam" Marco said, winking at Ric. The game was close and Ric's final leap and driving shot just over the net sealed their victory. "Yeah!!! Our first win in over a year!" Mateo exclaimed. Ric had targeted a short blond guy for his final shot and it landed right in front of him, too close for him to react to. After the game, he walked up behind the guy as he was filling a cup of beer. "Sorry, nothing personal but I get competitive sometimes" he said to the guy. He didn't realize how much shorter he was until they were both standing on ground next to each other. Ric figured he couldn't be more than five foot three, but had a nice build, trimmed fur on his chest, stomach and face. The guy turned around once his cup was full and grinned back at Ric. "You distracted me. I wasn't really watching the volleyball. I saw something I wanted more. Hi, I'm Brendan" he said. "Hi Brendan. I'm Ric" Ric replied, stepping forward and filling a cup with beer. "Yeah, I know. I've heard a lot about you. You're even better in person. Too bad you're taken" Brendan replied. "Oh? I didn't realize Mateo had told people about me. But... Thanks. So... what distracted you?" Ric asked. "Two things. The bulge in your speedo and the tattoo poking above it" Brendan said, grinning back at Ric. Ric laughed. "The bulge is just what I got lucky with. Some like it and some are scared. The tattoo just serves as a warning" he replied. "Warning or advertisement? Some guys like the danger" Brendan said, sipping on his beer. "Are you one of them?" Ric asked. "Yeah... but since I'm not really out and you're going out with the boss's son, all I can do is jerk off to it later" Brendan said. "Maybe not. Between you and me, Mateo and I are more open than you might think. We just like to keep that part quiet" Ric said. Ric saw the surprised look on Brendan's face. He continued "You're not out? This seems to be an ideal place to do it. There's plenty of other queer people around and I doubt anyone would give you a hard time." "I just started working here a month ago. Once I'm more comfortable, I'll do it. It was one of the reasons I wanted to work here though. What do you mean by being open?" Brendan asked. "Ah, cool. We're committed to each other but we both like to meet other people for fun too" Ric said as some guy came up and tapped Brendan on the shoulder. "Come on, it's new guys vs old farts" the guy said. Ric winked at him and said "Meet you on the west side of the house after the game. Those lips would look good wrapped around my dick." Ric didn't expect Brendan to show, but when a big smile covered his face, Ric thought his chances got a lot better. The other guy tugged at his arm, dragging Brendan off. Ric looked around and hoped the game wouldn't take too long since he thought it might be fun to get at least a little oral action from Brendan. He saw Marco and Mateo talking and grabbed three plastic shot glasses full of tequila. As he started to walk towards them, Mateo left, walking back towards the house. "Hey Marco. Cool party. Thanks for the great setup in the volleyball game" Ric said, handing one shot to him. "That was one of the best games we've ever had. I think you helped more than you know" Marco said, grinning back at Ric. "Huh? Why?" Ric replied. "You distracted the other team with that tight, bulging speedo. I even heard some of the straight guys say you're really hot. The other team was gay so I think they were all just drooling over you and not playing like they can" Marco said. "I doubt that. Where'd Mateo go?" Ric asked. "He's playing host. Some of the food ran out and he's refilling it. Salud!" Marco said as he downed the shot. Ric sipped his cup, having seen that the bottle was one of the better tequilas and wanted to enjoy it like Joe had showed him. They watched the new volleyball game and Brendan's team looked completely outmatched. Ric noticed Marco fidgeting and when he looked down, he was tugging on his junk through his board shorts. "Got an itch, there? Might want to see a doc about that" Ric said, grinning. Marco looked shocked and realized he'd been busted. "Uh... Yeah... I haven't had time for my morning jerk this week" he said, looking embarrassed. "All week? Damn, I don't think I could make it that long. You need to drain em more often than that" Ric said. He could tell that Marco was a little uncomfortable talking about it, but his mind started working on a plan. As horny as he had gotten in his life, he knew that someone must be making Marco's balls tingle. He scanned around and couldn't see anyone obvious. Most of the women were attached to someone else, but he knew that might not stop Marco at his age. Several seconds later Marco said "From the sounds of it, you and Mateo have been making sure there's fresh sperm in your balls." Ric handed him the other shot of tequila, since Mateo hadn't come back. He wasn't sure if Marco had heard their morning fuck sessions or if he knew about them fucking Diego and Rodrigo. When the volleyball game ended, he watched Brendan closely. His team hugged each other and one guy slapped Brendan's ass but then they all wandered away from the pool in different directions. The other team was looking for the next match. Brendan glanced around but seemed to be following Ric's suggestion and was heading toward the west side of the house. "Follow me. I think I know how to solve your problem" Ric said, wrapping his arm around Marco's shoulder and guiding him. Marco weaved a little as he walked, the beer and tequila now affecting his coordination. They made it to the side of the house and just like Ric expected, it was dark. Not completely but it was in the shadows. He saw two people embraced and making out against the side of the house. Ric stopped and looked around and found a shape near a wall that divided the garden in two. Ric approached, pushing Marco in front of him. Brendan stood there and in the dim light said "Oh shit. I thought it was just going to be two of us." "Yeah, but he's got a little problem I thought you could take care of first. He's about to burst" Ric said. "Oh fuck... Brendan? No... I can't" Marco said several seconds later, swaying in his drunken state and trying to focus on the guy in front of them. "You're not going to say anything and he isn't either. And I sure won't... It's just our secret. Those balls need to get emptied and I think Brendan would like a little warmup before he tries me" Ric said. Ric slid behind Marco and grasped his shoulders, steadying him while whispering "Just give it a try. You might find that it's pretty damn good and it will help you get through college without wearing your hand out." Brendan knelt down and pulled Marco's board shorts down, revealing a very hard eight inches of cut cock. Ric caught a glimpse and realized his earlier thought was right - Marco's dick was a little longer than Mateo's but similar otherwise. The second that Brendan's mouth wrapped around the head, Marco gasped. He looked down and saw his former classmate licking and sucking on his stiff shaft. The more that Brendan took into his mouth, the louder Marco moaned. Ric smiled, noticing that Marco was relaxing with each passing second. Brendan wasn't relaxing. He was bobbing on Marco's cock going down further and further until he struggled getting the thick cock into his throat. It didn't matter since Marco started breathing heavy only a minute later. His body quivered and a moment later he cried out. Ric felt Marco's body tense up and knew he was dumping almost a week's worth of cum into Brendan's mouth. The volleys of cum flooded Brendan's mouth and he tried to swallow as much as he could. Once the shots slowed to a dribble, he caught up. "Oh my fucking god!" Marco cried out. A moment later, he added "Uh... thanks" before stepping back, pushing Ric back a few inches. He pulled his shorts up and walked away, staggering slightly. Ric moved forward, taking Marco's spot and Brendan pulled Ric's speedo down. Ric scooped some cum off of Brendan's chin and tasted it, moaning. Brendan said "Fuck yeah..." before he started to suck Ric's cock into his mouth. Ric wished that he'd gotten more of Marco's cum but let Brendan enjoy it. The warmup with Marco's cock had primed Brendan's mouth and throat for Ric's shaft. He heard Brendan take a deep breath and then impale his cock. Brendan didn't make it all of the way, but the tight throat felt good around the end of his cock. Ric held his head and pulled back, slowly plowing his shaft back in. He didn't go as far as Marco had earlier, he just wanted to get a good coating of spit on his dick. A few times he would plunge in deeper but most of the time he was just doing half strokes. Ten minutes of fucking Brendan's mouth made Ric wonder how his ass was. Ric slowly pulled his cock past Brendan's lips and looked down at him. "Once this dick goes in your ass, I don't pull out. Ready to get knocked up?" Ric asked. Brendan nodded and Ric pulled him to his feet. He spun Brendan around and watched him brace against the fence post in front of him. Ric pushed his speedo down and stepped out of it before spitting on his fingers and pushing them to Brendan's hole. "Pretty fuckin tight, Brendan. You haven't been getting fucked by the other ranch hands yet, huh?" Ric asked. Brendan shook his head 'no' while Ric's fingers probed deeper, forcing some spit inside. "Well... keep it that way for a few weeks and see if my load does the trick" Ric said. He wrapped his hand over Brendan's mouth and whispered "This is gonna hurt" a second before his cock thrust in. Most of the scream got muffled by his hand and the music covered up the rest. Ric paused a moment before pulling almost out and thrusting back in. Brendan's body quivered around his cock until he thrust in again. Ric started to slowly plow into the tight hole, getting faster with each stroke. The screams faded down to loud groans and Ric wasn't sure if Brendan was now used to the assault or if he was exhausted. "You think you're fertile enough to get it with one fuck or should I go longer?" Ric asked, his bare chest now pressing against Brendan's back. "More" Brendan whimpered. "Good boy" Ric replied and thrust his cock all the way in. He felt Brendan's body go limp for a moment and then stiffen back up. He kept driving into the battered hole for another ten minutes before he started to pound faster. Ric's hands gripped the base of Brendan's neck as he drilled harder. The moans and grunts from Brendan told Ric just how much he was willing to do to get Ric's bug. A couple full length strokes made Brendan yelp until he felt Ric's cock throb inside him. "Oh fuck yeah!" he cried out, knowing his guts were now getting coated in Ric's seed. Mateo continued to watch as Ric pulled his shaft from Brendan's wrecked hole. "I figured that you were getting your cock into someone while I worked my ass off. That just means that you're gonna be my bottom slut tonight" Mateo said, grinning at Ric. "He's all ready for you. Let that scorpion sting" Ric said, backing away. Mateo pushed his board shorts down just below his balls and stuffed his stiff shaft into the cum filled hole. Mateo pumped his cock in and out, churning up Ric's load inside him. Ric leaned in and told Mateo "Save a little for me." Seconds later, Mateo was adding his own load to Brendan's cunt. The party started to wind down, with everyone helping to clean up. When the party guests started to leave, Ric saw Brendan walking gingerly toward one of the trucks and laughed to himself. With most everything put away, he and Mateo headed up to bed, stripping off and climbing into bed naked. -- Everyone was moving slowly the next morning as they piled into the SUV and headed to the airport. Ric held Mateo close in the back seat, thinking over the past several days. While he enjoyed his time, he felt he hadn't spent as much time with Mateo as he wanted. He wondered how much Marco would remember of the blowjob Brendan gave him. Once on the plane, Ric slept most of the flight back, waking only when some turbulence reminded him how sore his ass was from the drilling Mateo gave him early that morning. "You win. Rodrigo was first 1 sick" Mateo sent two and a half weeks later, followed by "I guess you're still potent, lol." A few days later he got "Diego has flu" and then the next day "Dad not lookin good, but caring for Diego and Rodrigo. U know anything?" He got daily updates among the other texts from Mateo. "Guy u tagged at bbq now sick. Ur like an epidemic, lol" came in a few days later. Ric was counting down the days before he headed back to school. He told his mom about finishing the arm tattoo before he went up to get it done. "I preferred you without any of that ink on your body... like when you came out of my womb" she told him. Ric chuckled, hugging her tightly. "That little boy is long gone and he grew up to be me. I like the ink and it's not going away so just get used to it" he told her before heading out the door. The drive went quickly and he arrived at Marcus' apartment right as planned at 9 AM. It gave him almost three hours of play time before he had to be at Thad's shop. Shane answered the door naked and invited him in. Marcus came out of the bedroom naked, rubbing his eyes and stretching as he walked. "Yo, papi. Good to see ya again" Marcus said before adding "Get yer clothes off. Rules of da house" and then chuckling. Ric looked over Marcus and smiled before he stripped down and followed the other two into the bedroom. The next two hours were a flurry of sweaty bodies, hard cocks and hungry asses. Ric liked feeling Marcus' cock drilling into him and wondered if he was trying to get revenge for when he and Joe had bred Marcus that one day during the swim camp. After Marcus dumped a load into Ric's hole, he rolled over and pulled his legs back. "I gotta feel that dick in me again" Marcus said as Ric took his spot and pushed his cock into the well used hole. He drilled and plowed and pounded, watching the smile grow on Marcus' face. It was a very different fuck from the one Joe and him had given him. Gone was the uncertainty and fear, replaced by eagerness and moans. They laid on the bed after Shane added his seed to Marcus' ass. "I never got to thank you guys for knockin me up. Lots less stress now that I don't have to worry. Didn't think one fuck would do it, but that's all it took you guys" Marcus said. Ric chuckled and asked "Sometimes it happens. Did you hookup again with Joe?" "Yeah, but only after I got sick. I didn't fuck for three weeks, waiting for it to hit. I thought I had escaped and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Joe helped me through it, though. It just cost me my first few toxic loads" Marcus said, laughing. He added "That mofo is one hungry cum dump." "Yeah, he is. If you ask him a favor expect it to cost you at least one load. My last ride to the airport from him cost me three plus the four he and Kyle gave me" Ric replied. "You lucky dawg. I'd love to have those two fuck my brains out. A buddy said Kyle was a great time and knocked him up with one try like you guys did. I didn't even know my buddy was chasin. Only found out when I wanted him to fuck me again. Worked out though. He gave me his poison, I gave him mine" Marcus said. "You tag anyone or have you just played with the poz boyz?" Ric asked. Both Shane and Marcus broke out laughing. "This fucker is a bad influence" Marcus said, pointing at Shane. "Once he told me my secret was safe and he wasn't going to tell anyone we started tag teamin guys. First was a freshman swimmer. Then one of the cheerleaders and I think it was the JV quarterback after that. I did some solo and lately we've been working on an assistant basketball coach" Marcus said.

When guys breed me, I feel profoundly content cherishing their seed. Keeping it inside me until it becomes part of me is the ideal. I prefer men with a strong instinct to impregnate, so I'll text them hours after we fuck or the next morning to let them know I still have them inside me and that I'm thinking about them. I pinch my nipples and think about how they felt fucking my hole tender and how it felt when they inseminated me. A few men will pound me extra hard to "shake an egg loose" for them to fertilize when they cum. That kind of primal intent is so hot for me to feel. The breedings that feel best are the ones past the sigmoid flexure, as I never see that seed again, it's so far inside me. I had one top who did this to me every time he fucked me. I've taken well over 100 of his loads in that deep place and never seen them again. I can't clearly articulate how incredible it feels to be fucked and fertilized that deeply.

I enjoyed performing for some like minded park sluts this weekend, it is even better when some of them join in. I can't wait until I move back to an area where it is a common occurrence.

I wouldn't say "ONLY EVER". It's true that such challenges tend to lean conservative, rather than liberal, but they're not exclusively Christian. There's a significant case working its way around the courts right now regarding Yeshiva University, which is a Jewish institution, and there are routinely religious practices challenges in the federal courts on behalf of Muslims. And it's simply untrue - that is, false - that the "first goddamned RIGHT is the freedom FROM religion." With respect to religion, the First Amendment reads (omitting the references to speech, press, assembly, etc.): "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof." It does not say that people are free from any religious anything whatseover; it prohibits Congress from establishing an official religion, and also bars Congress from prohibiting the exercise of any religion. The Fourteenth Amendment, in turn, denies the power to any state (and by extension, its political subdivisions) to interfere with any right established by the laws of the United States, which include the Constitution - meaning that a state or county or city is just as bound as Congress is. But it doesn't say "freedom from religion" - which is why I can't demand that a church cannot be built next to my house, or on my block. I can't demand that churches not allow bells so that I don't have to listen to them, nor can I demand that an imam cannot issue a call to prayer from a nearby mosque. We are not guaranteed lack of contact with religion. In fact, until 1964 it was perfectly legal for a private business to refuse to hire non-Christians. Or non-Jews. Or non-Muslims. There's nothing in the Constitution, per se, that prohibits private businesses from discriminating on the basis of religion at all. What we DO have is the Civil Rights Act of 1964, under which Congress, using its powers under the Commerce Clause, made such discrimination illegal; and with respect to federal government actions only, we have the Religious Freedom Restoration Act of 1993, which does not, however, apply to the states or local governments. And this is important for two reasons. First, in theory, Congress could amend or repeal either the 1964 law or the 1993 law (in fact, both have had amendments over the years). It's unlikely they would be fully repealed, but it's possible, which would leave religion unprotected in the private sector. Secondly, the current Supreme Court has shown an increasing deference to religion, especially conservative religions, and could theoretically revisit the Civil Rights Act and determine (similar to the Hobby Lobby contraceptive decision) that closely held corporations have a First Amendment right to only hire members of their faith, striking down part of the Civil Rights Act entirely. It's considered a reach - currently - but this Court has shown an increasing interest in such reaches.

You know the Kevin and Tom parts are beyond everything normal. Those two are truly animals for each other. I don’t know why, just that it’s where they find the the most primordial version of their bond. They are abandon and chaos. And amazing.

This one is difficult for me, since there are two other senses I depend on: hearing and taste. Stepping into a darkroom (where, oddly, one comes somewhat close to our OP's situation), the sounds of rutting men does for me what poppers do for other guys. Just the sounds of grunting, groaning with pleasure, the sloppish sounds of full, wet Holes being fucked, the barely audible murmurings of men in heat sating their Lusts is fantastic. I happen to be aurally focused anyway, and the hearing is acute all the time. The close quarters of a darkroom only intensify the thrill, and listening to all the sounds of men rutting is just wonderful. I also happen to enjoy eating Hole - particularly if it's been fucked full by previous Cocks. Eating Hole is like introducing myself to the Hole - it's a warm, welcoming, beckoning, hungry - almost communicating it's needs, it's Lusts, and offering me a taste of how beautifully it does it's job. That extends, of course, to the entire guy, but his Hole is where it all emanates from. I love putting my mouth on Holes, tonguing them, licking, tongue-fucking them, conjoining with them. So, hearing and taste; both are very important to me.

^This. Why on earth else would a guy go to the tubs? That's the function the tubs fulfill: places where guys either fuck Hole or get fucked. For the first time, the thousandth time, or any other time? Of course I fucked the first time I went to the tubs - that's what the tubs are there for.

Hot story man! Looking forward to reading more. Just fyi though, I think this belongs in the section Chem Sex Fiction. I think a Mod can move it for you.

Laughter floated through the comic store through the back room’s open door, meeting my ears and distracting me from the invoice I was reviewing with the store owner. Another laugh transported me back to the first boy I’d fucked in the rec center lockerroom after summer swimteam practice, almost 15 years ago. As soon as the owner signed the form, I excused myself and went searching for the boy whose chuckles got my cock hard. Near the far end of the store, I found three teen boys wearing baseball gear(showing off some firm bubble butts, tight waistlines and broad, if still developing, shoulders), presumably on their way home from practice. They were so engrossed in the adult magazine section they didn’t notice me sneak around the corner where they couldn’t see me. “Holy shit dude, look at those tits! That bitch is fucking hot bro. You gotta get this for me man,” said the shortest boy, who was a good six inches shorter than my 6’2”. By his begging, I guessed only one of the boys was old enough to buy the plastic wrapped mag, even though they each looked about 15-16. Before the other two could respond, one of their cell phones rang, and the tallest boy, who was probably within an inch of my height, retrieved it from his bag. “You here? K, be right out,” He hung up and turned to the middle boy, who I’d put at 5’10”. “You sure you don’t want a ride simon? My mom’s CRV can probably hold your bike.” “No thanks bro, I wanna hit up sports authority on the way home and return the speedo my mom got me since my swim coach said we can wear trunks now.” Simon responded, fist bumping his teammates as they picked up their bags and made their way to the door. He watched them go out the door before picking up another plastic wrapped magazine, reaching down and adjusting his bulge. He tried peeling the adhesive edge back to sneak the magazine out of its wrapper, and I took the opportunity to turn the corner, causing him to drop the mag and almost bolt. “Here you go bro,” I said, picking up the nudie mag and handing it back to him. “Nice choice, you got a lot of gangbang porn?” My attitude put him somewhat at ease, and I had to stifle a giggle when he responded by saying he usually preferred anal. His tone told me he was trying to save face, so I went with it and showed him a magazine that specialized in girls getting fucked up the ass by HUGE cocks. His eyes got wide and his pants tented even more, which reflected in my knakis. “You gonna get that one?” My question shocked him out of his trance, and he blew it off. “Nah man, I only brought enough to get the x-men collection I want.” He handed me the magazine again and I asked which collection. As it turns out, Simon is a huge comic book geek who’d rather be spending his summer reading about super heroes, than in the pool and on the diamond. He was careful to keep his comments as masculine as possible, but once I expressed my own interest and started explaining my collection at home, his teen-thug jock boy persona began to fail as we discussed comic book mythology. It was almost an hour later when we separated to check out, but ‘mysteriously’ I ended up behind him in line, making it easy to ensure he saw the two anal themed magazines I purchased. As we walked through the first set of doors on the store’s airlock, we realized the sunny afternoon had given way to a downpoor. We both ran out, me to my truck, him to his bike, and I waited a moment before taking advantage of this added stroke of luck. “You wanna lift bud?” I yelled out my open window as he tried in vain to keep his balance on the bike. Defeated, he dismounted and wheeled along side me, sticking his drenched head in the window. “I don’t know man, I live pretty far and I am supposed to exchange something near my house, I’d feel bad taking you out of your way.” His words protested, but he was already shivering, so I suggested he wait at my house a few blocks away till the rain let up. Despite his false maturity, I could see him worrying about going with a stranger. “You can dry your clothes and check out my comic collection.” The appeal of my comic books got him to toss his bike in the truck bed and hop in the cab beside me. Two minutes of me trying not to stare at his almost see through baseball uniform and we were already at my house. I parked on my circular front drive instead of pulling around back to the garage, knowing we’d both get soaked. Even better, the muddy ground caused us both to slip getting his bike from the truck to the covered porch, leaving most of our lower bodies a complete mess. Inside, I asked that he strip off his muddy clothes before tracking it all over the house, and was down to my briefs before he could argue. He stripped tentatively down to his support shorts, but I made sure not to look as I tossed the clothes in the washing machine and showed him to my guest suite to use the shower, promising I’d leave some loaner clothes on the bed for when he got out. I accidentally set the anal mags down to get out some towels before heading to my room to shower as well. After the fastest shower I’d ever taken, I tied my smallest towel around my waist, check out my firm calves and thighs, my hefty bulge, my slightly hairy 4 pack leading to my slab pecs, up past my firm jawline to the top of my 6’2” head, well framing my caramel eyes with my black wavy hair. I raced back to the guest room with my flimsiest pair of shorts and an extra-large white cotton wife-beater slung over my buff shoulder and bicep, bursting into the bathroom to find the exact sight I’d been hoping for: Freshly showered Simon on the toilet, his legs spread wide. My cock stiffened slightly in the moment before he realized I’d come in, catching his one hand between his legs with two fingers rubbing the edge of his tight ass, while his other hand rapidly stroked his young 7 inch cut cock. Once he saw my “shocked” face, he grabbed the open magazine showing a petite blonde girl being double fucked by a pair of Italian men who looked kinda like me. “sorry man, here’s the clothes, didn’t mean to interrupt,” I made a big show of not looking, knowing the large clock on the wall in front of Simon concealed a camera which had caught every minute of his shower and the jack off show following. I shut the door behind me, sure he’d be too embarrassed to continue. Right on schedule, he rushed out into the living room as soon as he could pull on the shorts and tee shirt. His hard on was clearly outlined in the thin cotton, and his firm chest was still wet enough to make the shirt transparent. I assured him not to worry about and showed him to my office and massive collection of comic books. Over the next hour we worked him into being comfortable, which was just enough time for the rain to let up. I worried I’d taken too much time making him feel at ease, but he was in no hurry to leave, especially when I mentioned a funny movie a friend sent me featuring some comic heroes fucking. I put on the video and we watched for a while, laughing at the cheesy plot lines in the beginning, growing quiet when the scene evolved into wonder girl getting gang banged by batguy, supermale, cycocks, and Iron rod. I had slowly worked myself to full mast out of Simon’s sight, waiting for him to turn to me. “Holy shit man,” Simon said when he finally caught sight of my dick. I jumped and apologized, ‘not realizing’ what was going on below my waist. In a dramatic attempt to cover my hard drooling uncut 9 inches, I tried tugging the towel over it, but alas that unfastened it from my waist, leaving me naked. Simon openly gawked, his cock hard under the shorts, leaving a wet spot, and his mouth aghast, making me wish I could shove my cock in without scarring him off. Instead I bent over and exposed my smooth tight butt cheeks, winked my fuzzy hole at him, while retrieving the towel and dashing into my connecting bedroom before nudging the door almost totally shut. “Sorry about that bro, just gimme a minute to throw on some clothes and I’ll drive you home man.” I yelled as I whipped out some lube, and got in the exact right position behind the door so anyone peeking through could clearly watch me in the full length mirror. A few loud strokes to be sure he knew what was happening, and the light beneath the door was blocked by Simon’s shadow. I began stroking faster and harder, keeping my face and body in the mirror while trying to ‘keep quiet,’ until the shadow began moving too. He was stroking now, I was sure of it, which was all it took for my balls to tighten, aiming my dick head towards my pecs and letting loose my thick creamy cum in 3 gigantic geysers across my chin and chest, with some smaller shots coating my lower abs, cock and the floor at my feet. That night once Simon left, I confirmed my suspicions and shot another load watching his shower/stroke show in the bathroom and his repeat performance with giant cum shot standing just outside my bedroom door. After denying myself the glances when he was there, I thoroughly memorized every inch of his naked form, from his slim, toned legs to his shelf-like butt, to his fuzzy balls and pubes surrounding his gorgeous pink cock with a slight right-curve, up his treasure trail and six pack to the beginnings of muscly chest and shoulders, over firm well-formed biceps, topped off by his round cheeks, strong brow, blue eyes and dark brown buzzed hair. The only signs of his youth were the baby fat on both sets of cheeks, which were smooth and rosy, on his face and behind. Watching him panic and shoot all over the plant by the door was almost as hot as when he got a finger into his hole in the shower. After I got dressed and brought Simon his clothes, we talked about the upcoming work I would be doing cataloging my comics and entering them into a database for insurance purposes. Since Simon really wanted to read some of the rare books I had, but I had a no lending policy, he agreed to come by a few days after practice each week and help me catalog, reading them at my house. A few days into our plan, I was called to work when he was supposed to arrive, so I decided to leave a key for him. This allowed me to begin his education. Over the following month, I managed to have Simon catch me balls deep in a blond bitch, titty fucking a redhead from the grocery store, and eating out and feeding my cock my cock to a Hawaiian college girl I sometimes hook up with. Each time I’d make sure to be in the thick of it right when he usually arrived, playing in open areas of the house where he could hide and watch me fuck, then sneak out, and come back once I’d bid the girl goodbye. My hidden cameras confirmed he was enjoying the shows, providing me plenty of fodder for jack sessions. After six weeks, I had a threesome on the kitchen table with a married couple I met online, making sure to listen for the creak of the front door to begin the countdown of ten minutes of tag teaming the wife before I was sure Simon would be close to cumming, and sneaking my cock into the ass of the husband. We hadn’t discussed it online before-hand, but I knew by how he moaned when I fingered him, that he needed my cock in his hole. It was during these sessions I also made sure that he saw my partners and I taking hits from a glass pipe filled with tina, and encouraged them to tell me how much they loved it and how much hotter it made the sex. Finally, after some more couple sessions where I’d fuck, suck and feed the guy, I invited over a 24 year old bodybuilder I’d met online who had a very specific fetish. So a week before his last day, Simon snuck in the front door, down the stairs and down the hall way until he was outside my media room. When he looked inside, I’d love to have seen his reaction. In the middle of the room I stood in my black boots, black latex jockstrap/shirt, leather gloves, and full cape and cowl. On his knees in front of me was the 24 yr old in red boots, red and blue jock, blue butt plug, red leather harness and red cape emboldened with a yellow ‘S’ and deep throating my cock. I’d pushed the furniture to the back of the room, creating a vast space for a super fuck, and plenty of hiding spots behind couches for Simon. Once I removed his “kryptonite” plug, Superman ended up getting fucked for almost a full hour before I pulled out and came on his ass and cape, but I couldn’t tell if Simon had stayed to watch or left. When I kicked out the super cum bucket, I expected Simon to show up just as he usually did, but instead I received a text telling me he forgot something and needed to go home early. I panicked that he was disgusted and gone for good, so I ran to my computer and checked the feed. Just as I thought, he came in, started watching, then slid into the room behind the couch where the cameras couldn’t see. Right after I blew on superlad, Simon slipped out the door, up the stairs and was gone. I was certain he was never coming back. The next day, I’d just gotten done working out and drove home to find Simon already in the house working. He informed me that baseball was over for the season and he would be there by noon for the last five days of our arrangement. An hour later he’d finished his work for the day and decided to go home early. I guess that meant he was not okay with what happened and wanted to get it done as fast as possible. I almost called it quits, but decided to check out the hidden cams just in case. A smile spread over my face as the tapes revealed Simon digging through my stuff until he found the butt plug and costumes, before lubing the plug, and slowly sliding it into his hole. And beginning to jerk. Hard. He was about to cum right as I arrived, and quickly shoved the costumes back in the closet, pulled up his briefs and shorts and dashing back into the office. I fast-forwarded and then hopped to my bedside drawer to verify what I thought was true. The butt plug was still in his ass! I whipped out my cock and came all over my self. The next day I put my final plan into action. With only four days to go, I told him I wanted to thank him for all his help by buying his ticket to the comic con that weekend in town. He practically flipped out, throwing his arms around me before he remembered his manly bravado and socked me in the arm as he pulled away. After that I made sure I was around every minute of every day (except a few for him to sneak the butt plug back in my drawer). This all led up to the last day, which would hopefully guarantee me some leverage. When he arrived that afternoon, I was in the living room getting head from a college guy I’d met at the gym, watching some anal gangbang porn and working a big, pink dildo into his bubble butt. But this time, I “heard” him arrive and made the college boy scramble to get dressed, while Simon, freaked he’d get caught watching, ran up the stairs to the office. I proceeded to tell the college boy I’d fuck him back at his dorm room if he’d wait outside for me to toss the dildo in my room and give my “assistant” some instructions for the day. College boy reluctantly agreed since I was providing the drugs, and I went upstairs and through the hall door into my bedroom, leaving the dildo, porn dvd and lube on my bed, and poorly covering them with a towel. I then opened the door to the office and I told him I was running out for a few hours, but I had a surprise for him for the comic con. I proceeded to disappear into my closet and brought out two garment bags. I unzipped them and his eyes widened Inside were full costumes for batman and robin. The batman suit was just a fully clothed version of the one I’d worn a week before, complete with utility belt and skin tight body suit. The robin suit was comprised of small boots, speedo style briefs, tight tunic, butt length cape, black wig and face mask. I could see his cock pulsing under his bball shorts, so instead of waiting for a thank you, I tossed it on the bed somewhat near the dildo and told him to try it on before I got back to be sure it fits, and otherwise just enjoy reading comics, since the work was done. I drove the college boy to his dorm and fucked him for ten minutes until he came, and then made some excuse and headed back to the house. Parking around the corner I snuck in through the side gate and into the gardening shed, where I had set up my laptop and a comfy chair the night before. After being gone for 30 mins I was hoping he’d be well into enjoying the goodies I left for him. Simon didn’t disappoint. When the screen went on, it took a minute for me to scroll through the cameras in the house until finally I found him. Splayed out on my bed, Simon was decked out in the full robin outfit, except the speedo-like cod piece was discarded on the floor. He stroked his cock hard before sliding on the finishing touch with the wig and the mask. He hopped up and crossed to the mirror, sucking the dildo and stroking while checking himself out. He paused for a moment as he walked over, inserting the dvd into the dvd player, and starting a bi-bareback gangbang flick. Once it passed the fbi warning, he made his way back to the mirror, picking up something along the way and started lubing up the dildo. He then pressed the suction cup of the dildo to the mirror and turned around, shoving whatever was in his hand into his mouth. My cock threatened to rip my shorts open when Simon finally managed to work the tip of the dildo into his hole. Once the head popped in, I could tell he was in pain and pulled away quickly. Little did he know his ass had stronger suction than the suction cup and the dildo came off the mirror with him. He hobbled to the bed and was about to pull it out but he lost his balance and ended up taking it further, spitting out the unidentifiable scrap in his mouth. “Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!” he yelled loud enough I turned down the speakers in case anyone was walking past the house. He tried pulling the dildo out again, and this time he discovered the pleasure it could provide. His dick throbbed and leaked some precum on my bedspread when he got it most of the way out, so he started reinserting it and took the cloth back in his mouth. 5 minutes later he had resuctioned the dildo to the top of my dresser and bounced like he had springs in his ass. He was obviously getting close, which caused him to pull the cloth from his mouth and hold it to his nose as he stroked and galloped. “Fuck yeah, fuck my hole while I make her my bitch. Does that ass feel good sir? Cause your cock is gonna make me cum in her fucking pussy. Can I shoot in her pussy sir? Please sir? I want to shoot my sperm in her pussy sir. I can’t hold it anymore sir, I am blowing my sperm in her slit sir. Here is cums bitch, Here it…UHHH…FUCK…TAKE MY CUM…” From the slit of his cock a giant load shot out, dousing his entire costume and forcing him backwards against the wall behind the dresser. My load was almost as big but it went where most of my jerked loads went, into a bottle I had been slowly filling with my tina-laced cum, then refrigerating for use on Simon’s ass, hopefully. While he was recovering, I squinted at the screen and finally identified the thing that Simon had been sucking/sniffing. It was a pair of panties from the Hawaiian slut. After one of our sessions, I used them to soak up my jizz and wipe down her cunt and ass, but then when we were getting dressed we couldn’t find them. I figured they were somewhere in my collection of cumrags, but it was incredibly hot knowing Simon had them all this time, sucking on my dried cum. I gave Simon enough time to get out of the costume, shower, get everything back in order, and sneak the buttplug into his bag. When I pulled up a few minutes later, he was just throwing the costume in the dryer, assuring me it fit perfectly. We sat down and went over our plans for the next day, deciding we would meet at 8 Saturday morning in normal clothes, then take a train into the city for the convention, and change when we arrived. Since we wanted to schedule our time at the convention carefully, we pulled up the website and discovered there were events well into that night, including a dark knight forum on the roof of the hotel, a costume party at 10pm and a contest at midnight. “We gotta enter Mr. Torelli, our costumes are awesome,” He said, sounding younger and younger every time we saw another cool event. “Simon, you can call me Steve, and I wish we could but the last train leaves at 7,” I put my hand around his shoulders and squeezed, sympathetically. “So we’re outta luck unless you are okay with staying overnight. If we got a couple rooms, that would allow us to stop by Sunday morning for the artists’ brunch, and still be back Sunday afternoon or evening at the latest.” “That would rock Mr. To- Sorry, Steve, but I don’t know if I can. I need to check with folks while I’m on summer vacation,” Simon said, trying to keep up the ambiguity we’d had since our first meeting. I was pretty sure he was still in high school, but we live in a college town and he always tried to make it sound like he was only living at home until school started back up. I’d met his parents once when they came to pick him up one day, which was probably planned for their peace of mind. Still, Simon played it off like a champ, telling me “I don’t need a car at school so I let them provide the ride over the summer so they feel useful.” “Well let me know as soon as you get permission and I’ll book the rooms,” knowing we’d be sharing one room that I booked weeks ago before they all filled up. “I don’t need permission, I just have to be sure they aren’t planning anything that includes me tomorrow night or Sunday morning. I’ll call them right now and let them know I’m gonna be out. Be right back,” Simon said, walking out of the office and down stairs into the kitchen. I clicked on the hidden camera to hear him tell his parents. “Mom? Tomorrow after comic con, Jerry and his dad are gonna stay for the Sunday morning events and invited me to go….I know it’s last minute but we can all stay in the city with Jerry’s aunt…They told me she is happy to host all of us and we can take the train back Sunday night…You don’t need to pick me up, I’ll bike home…No I won’t be too tired mom, I swear…I’ll be fine at practice…Please, if I promise to get plenty of sleep and get a ride so I can be at swim practice on time? Please!... Thank you! Ok, I’ll make sure they can drop me off Sunday night…Um I don’t know if I can stay at Jerry’s Sunday night too…I know it is way closer to practice but I’ll have been with them the night before, plus Jerry doesn’t always go to practice…Ok, I’ll ask, but if not I’ll ride my bike. Ok, see you at home…like an hour…love you too, bye.” Simon’s phone call told me enough to know his parents thought he was going with a friend from school. It also told me they would be totally fine not seeing him until Monday after his swim team practice. Most importantly, it meant I had Simon by the balls. “I told them we were going, they just asked me to ask you if it is cool for me to stay over Sunday if we get back too late for me to bike home,” he informed me as he returned to the office with his costume from the dryer. The next morning Simon texted me asking if I could pick him up a few blocks from the station at his friend Jerry’s house, so I brought our outfits, picked him up and marked down one more lie he told his folks for my blackmail. I told Simon to wear something comfy so we could just sleep in it after we changed from our suits, so I was happy to see he was in some loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt with flip flops. Once we got on the train, we talked about the upcoming day and I began the last step in Simon’s corruption, beginning with some water bottles filled with a vodka punch, with clips to attach them to our utility belts. Simon didn’t want to seem uncool, so he took a big gulp and almost coughed up a lung on the train. Once we got to the convention center I told Simon to get our passes while I checked us into our rooms. Simon never questioned me when I told him the hotel screwed up and put us in one room instead of two and they were full up. He just swigged from his bottle and followed me up there to change. As soon as we got the door open, I pressed his Robin suit into his chest and began undressing. Simon followed suit, until he realized he would have to get naked. “Shit Steve, I gotta change into the bottom part in the john, I forgot to wear undies…I’m not sure they’d even fit anyway,” Simon moved towards the door but I stopped him. “Damn Simon, you’d better show me how they look, cause you can’t go commando if they will show too much.” With that I yanked down his shorts and tossed him the briefs. He slid them up his legs sheepishly, confirming they would give away every detail. “Shit. Well I guess you’ll have to wear your shorts.” “No way Steve, that will look like crap. There’s gotta be something I can do to obscure my…you know,” he pleaded. I smirked inside and offered another suggestion. “Well I guess you can wear the thong I was going to wear under mine since my suit has a separate lining for the cod piece,” I said with my most disdainful voice, not wanting him to realize I’d been wearing it since yesterday in preparation. “Fuck, if you don’t mind, that sounds way better than my shitty shorts,” Simon slid off the bottoms again and stood, naked from the waist down, robin from the waist up. I had only changed into the top half of my outfit so far, so Simon had no choice but to wait as I peeled off my sweats and then removed my thong. I pretended not to notice Simon staring at my thick soft uncut monster and balls, which I had trimmed and fluffed in advance for his viewing pleasure. He slid took the thong and slid it up his legs, disheartened to find it was too big after stretching over my meat and butt. Good thing it was adjustable, which allowed me to reach between his legs and pull the elastic cords through the clasp until it was tighter, and the clasp was pulled up against his hole, to help stimulate him throughout the day. Fully decked, we hit the convention and had a blast, meeting writers, pencilers, inkers, some b-movie and tv stars and stopping every 10 minutes so another geek could get a photo with us. Through every bit of it, Simon never left my side, seeming to take pride in all the attention we received as the dynamic duo. By the time we hit the party that night, I had almost forgotten my original goal. That is, until, we started prepping for the costume contest. There were five categories. Best Costume, Best hero, best villain, best duo, and best team. Once Simon heard that the results would be based on audience response, he insisted we start working the crowd, which was mostly men. Not too surprisingly, a lot of guys loved our look, a few even trying to convince me to sneak off and fuck them in the bathroom or let them take Simon aside and blow or fuck him. I kept them away, but did get a couple numbers, while Simon downed shot after free shot offered to him by his fans. When the contest began, we were quickly moved from the first round to the second and into the finals for Best Duo. The results were close, but we got second place and a $50 gift certificate to a comic store, with first going to Mystique and Rogue (it’s hard competing with hot chicks in blue paint and skin tight spandex in a room full of nerds). As we left the stage, we were approached by a huge muscly guy dressed as bane asking if we’d like to join him and some friends and compete for best group. I wanted to get Simon upstairs, but Bane’s bulging arms, chest and crotch swayed me. Turns out he’d gotten a collection of seriously impressive costumed villains, including the Joker, Penquin, two-face, Catwoman (in full leather) and Riddler. We killed the closest competition and each of the group ended up leaving with $100 gift cards. We said our good-byes, but Bane stopped us and told us that the gay bar across the street was holding a naughty contest in 15 minutes. I said no, but Simon cut me off, asking what the prize was. When he discovered first prize was a signed copy of sin city, he dragged me over there. Somehow with the wig and the mask, the bouncer didn’t card Simon, waving us through and groping Simon’s ass as he passed. Inside we were outmatched by tons of guys in nothing but speedos and body paint, but Simon wouldn’t give up without a fight, dragging me into the bathroom and finding a stall, he stripped off the shirt and tunic, pulled off his speedos and showed me his new look in just his (my) thong, belt, boots, cape, mask and wig. “Wow Simon, you sure you are okay going out there like that?” I prayed he’d say yes. “Shit Steve, who cares if some fags wanna perv on me if we win right?” Simon slurred slightly. “But you gotta do it too Steve, so they can see your huge dick.” He laughed and began pulling at my suit, which got a chuckle from me before I pushed him back onto the seat and slowly stripped away the uniform until I was left in my boots, cowl, gloves, belt and cape. Simon was a little too drunk to care about playing macho and sat staring at my junk while I put the cod piece and utility belt back on. Suddenly he realized how long he’d been looking and pushed past me back into the main area of the bathroom. “Wish mine was bigger, then we’d win for sure,” Simon said, reaching into the thong to try and make his cock look as big as possible. I almost reached over to help him get it up, but remembered myself and where we were in the nick of time. We made our way back out onto the dance floor and check our unused costume pieces at the coat check, where a gigantic drag queen dressed as wonder woman told us we were missing something. She proceeded to whip out a fat black magic marker and draw the Robin ‘R’ on Simon’s chest, and the batman symbol on mine, with amazing skill. We gave her a huge tip, and she returned the favor by sliding the magic marker down the back of Simon’s thong so it was rubbing against his hole like a dick head waiting to fuck. “There you go sweety, just let Batman move the marker around every few minutes till you go up there and you’ll be saving the day in no time,” She smiled and waved us off to flirt and convince the guys to vote for us. Simon finally awoke to the reality of his outfit as we hit the crowd and every guy we met took the opportunity to squeeze my hardening cock and grab his ass. Before I knew it, Simon had his ass firmly against my hip, moving the marker with each step, which did a fine job of stimulating his hole. We got across the stage just in time to start the contest and it was a good thing. Looking down, Simon was now almost totally hard and his ass was bright red from pinches, slaps and grasping hands. When our turn came up, Simon almost chickened out, but the crowds roar in response to my obvious 9 inch hard on and his dripping semi and firm cheeks got him to strike a couple poses and even do a handspring off the stage when we exited. Simon and I enjoyed some free drinks while votes were tallied, but sadly we lost to some naked avengers. Second place was our choice of $100 bar tabs or a set of leather gear including a jockstrap, harness, wrist cuffs and a mask. Simon jumped at the bar tab, but I told him we’d had enough and took the leather gear instead. Back at the hotel, half dressed to where we weren’t indecent, Simon was bouncing off the walls talking about all the insane stuff we’d done and how he’d never get to sleep. In the elevator, a sexy scarlet witch had her hand down the pants of a ripped Hulk, obviously okay with us watching the two of them get started. By the time we reached our mutual floor, she was on her knees sucking his dick and groping Simon and I. At the Hulk’s room, she whispered something to him and then asked if we’d like to come inside. I looked at Simon and he looked equal parts excited and terrified, so I told her we had to hit the room first, get cleaned up and we’d head back when we were ready. She stroked us each once, and headed into the room behind Hulk, revealing another three or four people having sex on the king bed in the middle of the suite. As the door shut, I turned to see if Simon had changed his mind and wanted to join them, but he was already half way down the hall to our room. When we got inside, he started ranting about how hot she was and how much he wanted to plow her full of his semen. “So lets go back and fuck her,” I sat beside him on the bed and put an arm around him, rubbing it up and down his bare arm. “We can tag team her Robin.” That got a smile out of him. “I don’t know if I can Mr. Torelli . I tried doing it with this girl from school and my friend Eric, but I got weirded out having another dude around,” Simon sighed as I slid my hand under his cape and rubbed his lower back. “Having other dicks around just makes me nervous; wondering if they’re bigger, if they’re gonna try something with me, if-“ “Slow down Simon, you don’t need to explain it, you’re not with your friends or some coach who talks down to you. I understand exactly what you mean, that’s why you need to call me Steve. Sounds like you are stuck in your head when you should be stuck in some pussy. I think I have the solution if you think you can handle it,” I slid my free hand into the carry on sitting next to me, pulling out my zipper bag containing my pipe, favors and lighter. “I don’t do drugs Steve.” Simon frowned and looked away. “That’s cool, some people can handle them, some can’t. I bet most boys your age aren’t ready for this stuff, but then maybe you should wait to try the sex stuff until you can feel ready to handle a woman and not be distracted by the men around you.” Simon turned and looked at me like I betrayed him somehow. “I can handle a woman, Steve, I’m not a fuckin virgin!” Simon’s words said he was defiant of my assessment, but his voice rang of self doubt. “Even so Simon, you won’t be able to step outside your box and take control of those feelings until you can understand the difference between sex and nasty, no holds barred fucking, or between experimenting with something and becoming a drug addict or picking up a girl and seducing a woman. You should wait until you gain the necessary age and experience.” At that point I stood up and stripped naked, before sliding a robe on, but leaving it hanging open. “I’m gonna head over and get some pussy, maybe even fuck scarlet witch in her ass, if you can handle it you could come watch.” I turned and picked up a room key, sliding it, my phone, the tina, pipe and lighter into the robe pocket and reached for the door before I heard Simon say wait. “I’d be down to try it, but only a little.” Simon walked over to me and held out his hand. I passed him the pipe which he looked at for a moment before realizing he didn’t know how to light it. I took it back before he got embarrassed and told him to inhale when I said go. I filled it with a big bowl of crystal and lit the underside, until smoke started swirling. “Go.” He sucked in for a long time, using his full lung capacity from swimming until he couldn’t inhale anymore. Suddenly he coughed loudly and exhaled a giant cloud of smoke. Once he’d regained his composure I showed him how it was done and then did it again for him, instructing him to blow it in my mouth when he was ready to exhale. He handled it like a champ on that round and blew a large cloud to me. I did the same back to him and we continued like that for a few minutes until he seemed to be feeling the high. “Now you see how to do it, I want you to keep hitting it while I go see if they are still up for guests down the hall.” I handed him the pipe, encouraged that he desperately went for it, and stepped into the hall. Instead of going down to the orgy, I paused and pulled out my phone, texting the hottest of the men I’d met that evening, including bane. I let them all know I was about to break in a virgin bottom who got high and drunk and would be loaning out his hole to any top with a big cock, big load and big need to breed his virgin hole. Once I got some responses, I stepped back inside, explaining that they were taking a break but would come down and get us when they started again. “Shit, they had to take a break now Steve? I’m horny as fuck on this stuff,” Simon was stroking his hard dick through the thong, but had removed the rest of his costume except for the mask. I started to chub up watching him switch between smoking and stroking while wearing a mask and thong and nothing else. I took the opportunity to pull out my laptop and bring up some bi porn featuring a woman getting her ass double fucked, but eventually leading to some man on man once we were warmed up. As he handed me the pipe I handed him my carry on and told him to see what he could find inside to help out with his lack of pussy. Inside he found a fleshlight, my big pink dildo, poppers, and some cock rings. He needed no instruction once he’d figured out the purpose of the fleshlight, working his cock in without even using the lube. I almost corrected him but decided it would be fine if it made his dick soft since I wasn’t planning on using that part of his body at all. Within minutes the tina really took over and his dick got soft. He tried everything to get it hard again, but was having no luck. Finally I was ready to complete my weeks of work, and show this wanna-be jock just how much of a bottom boy he was born to be. ”One surefire way to get hard again is with this,” I lifted the dildo and towards him. “Just lube it up and slide it in and you’ll hard in no time.” “No thanks Steve, I am not into that gay shit,” he punctuated the sentence by hitting the pipe and turning so I didn’t have as good a view of his cock. “We both know that’s not true don’t we Simon?” I reached over and grabbed his hand, causing him to twist back towards me. “I know you’ve been using my toys to get your rocks off, so why don’t you drop the bullshit and take this dildo up your ass.” His face went ashen and he stuttered, trying to find an explanation for my disappearing/reappearing toys, but drawing a blank. I twisted his arm slightly making him lie back on the bed, and slid the lubed dildo between his legs, before placing his hand on it and giving him a look that said the rest was up to him. His cheeks regained color and rushed to a bright pink as he began to realize he couldn’t hide his shame from me. Tentatively he worked the dildo between his cheeks, before I took pity on him. “Don’t be ashamed Sy, it’s just a toy, and you’ll come to find out most men enjoy toys sometimes. I bet every guy you know has put something up his hole at some point just to see if it feels as good as they say. So stop messing around and sit on that big rubber dick.” Simon couldn’t make eye contact with me as he raised his body up, set the dildo upright and worked his hole down over it. Whimpers and porn music were all you could hear in the room as he gradually worked 5, 6, 7, and finally all 8 inches into his tight virgin sphincter. As promised, his cock began to re-harden and before I knew it, he was bouncing up and down, drool flying from his slack mouth as both hands worked his hard cock. When he wasn’t looking I switched the lube bottle for the bottle of my tina-laced cum, then told him he’d better lube it up again unless he wanted to hurt himself. Still ignoring me, he intensely watch the daisy chain on the screen as he rose off the dildo and began to relube it. “What the hell?” he jumped as my lubed fingers slid in to replace the dildo, flying off of them. “What do you think you are doing man?” “Just making sure you’re lubed correctly. If you don’t know how to do it you could rip you hole or even burn yourself on that thing. Friction will do that.” I stood as I replied, spinning him around and bracing his shoulders with one arm as I inserted my fingers again. “Stop being such a baby.” “Jesus! Take your fuckin fingers out of my ass Steve. I don’t like dudes, and I don’t need any help with my ass.” Simon struggled against me, but less now that I found his prostate and started to milk it. “Seems to me you do, otherwise you’d know how to get it lubed for a dong or stolen butt plug.” Mentioning the stolen butt plug shut him up and eased his struggles even more. “bend forward a little and take a swig from that water bottle in my bag while I grab a crystal to put up there.” He did as he was told, bending until his ass trapped my hand between my crotch and where it was inside his hole. I took a big crystal from my baggie and proceeded to slide it in between two fingers, before working in a third. He complained of a burning sensation, which I explained to be from the tina in his ass, before suggesting another swig from my water bottle filled with gatorade and ghb to promote obedience. Every minute or so he’d try in vain to escape my grip, even as my fingers made him moan and sign. I knew the g was in full effect when he leaned back and let his whole body rest against my thighs, crotch and chest. Like a good trainee, he followed my movements as I walked us over to the bed and laid us down on our sides so we were still in contact from knee to shoulders. I took a second to check that his eyes were closed before switching the porn to a new video and reaching out to take over masturbating his dick, which barely got a “no” before he gave in and let me do as I pleased. He was finally ready for the final step. Without removing my fingers from his hole I maneuvered the head of my dick until it was in line with his tight hole. In one movement I pulled out the four fingers I had in him, and replaced it with the head of my cock. “Stop! Don’t Steve! Get your fucking dick away from my asshole!!!!!!” Instead I rolled my weight over his trashing drugged body until he was trapped and began the slow decent into virgin territory. “Get off me faggot!!!” “Before you call me a faggot I think you need to look at the computer screen and decide just how bad you want me to make things for you.” He raised his head as I said this, thrashing for another moment until it dawned that the video was of him dressed as robin, riding the dildo and begging an imaginary top to allow him to cum in a fictitious pussy. The thrashing started again, this time with desperate cries of terror. “Now based on what we can see here, the only faggot in this room is the mama’s boy with a dick up his ass and a fetish for being controlled by a big dominant man. It makes sense I guess, the idea that you might become a real man one day if you let enough of them plant the seed deep inside you and hope it grows you a set of balls. Until that day, I’m going to make your wish come true by forcing in the other half of my hard dick-“ “Other half?!?!” Simon began struggling more. “Yep, only got 5 inches so far, 4 and a bit to go before my balls touch that hole. And for interrupting me…” I shoved two of the four inches in that very second making him cry like a wounded animal. “SO SHUT UP and thank me for providing your hole with a continuous source of pleasure and nutrients until you graduate to fucking a woman, instead of being one. Now tell me the truth, you never really fucked a girl, did you?” “No, I fucked my last girlfrie” simon was cut off by the rest of my cock pounding home. “Alright! Please sir, you’re right, I never have. I tried but I came before I got inside her. That’s why I was so afraid, because you’d see that I didn’t deserve to come here and lied to you about my age and experience.” “Please Simon, I saw that the first day we met when you couldn’t keep your fingers off your hole for five minutes while you showered. You never need to worry about lying to me about what you are boy, because I see through you and know what you need even when you don’t. So hang on and pray to whatever you believe in, cause I am breaking you in right now.” The following fuck session lasted over 90 minutes, with Simon transitioning from screaming to crying to moaning to begging for more, to cumming, over and over in different orders. I ended up shooting three huge loads inside his hole, in every position I could force him into, before I finally took pity and pulled out to let him recuperate. Funny thing was he asked me to put it back almost immediately. I popped a Viagra and gave him some hits from the pipe and the g bottle before agreeing, at which point I laid back and watched as he rode me to another orgasm for each of us. Collapsing on my chest, his breathing ragged and sweat dripping off his sexy body, he begged me not to tell anyone about what we’d done and told me how ashamed he was when he woke up night after night imagining sucking my cock or letting me fuck his hole. He admitted all the times he’d watched me fuck my various gals and guys and even admitted to doing some things I was unaware of. My dick began to harden inside his hole again when he told me about stealing a discarded condom from my trash can, emptying the load from it the next day onto a cucumber and fucking the cum into his hole in the bathroom at baseball practice, then eating the cucumber. His repressed desires were spilled one by one before he finally stopped and looked at me for some sign that I thought he was evil or dirty. Instead I had him suck me clean while I explained that I’d videotaped the entire session and would send it directly to his house unless he continued to act as my cum dumpster during the school year. He began crying again and begged me not to, so I pulled him to his feet and wrapped him in a towel, donned a rode, grabbed the goodies and began dragging him towards the elevator. “You think I am punishing you, but you need to accept that I know what’s best for you.” As the elevator doors closed, I spun him around, slipped my cock out from my robe, under his towel and pierced his hole, eliciting a squeal. “Just give in so you can stop worrying about what you think you know and can see what is right here.” I pulled out as the doors opened on the lobby level, and texted Bane as I led him into the darkened pool and Jacuzzi area. Once inside the cedar steam room, I bent him over and tied his hands to the bench, lit the pipe and made him take a series of hits before sliding back inside him. He relaxed as my cock slipped past his inner sphincter, and even whispered thank you. Behind us a door creaked, causing him to stiffen again, because he couldn’t see the three handsome well hung men crowding into the space around us. Bane was a good inch longer and much bigger around than my hung cock, and his two friends, while average height and trim, were almost as impressively endowed. I stepped aside while they lubed up and took hits from the bowl. At the last second I remembered what was in my pocket and pulled out my phone to record the destruction of any last iota of will and defiance, not to mention the last time Simon would ever turn down a cock in his ass. Still it is fun to watch the videos of his gangrape and remember a time before he became a drug-addicted cum-hungry bottom slut.

I didn't use my best judgement today. I wasn't able to get even the 1st dose of the monkeypox vaccine before leaving on the 2 week trip I will get home from tomorrow, but I'm in a city with a low infection rate and hadn't had sex in a little over 2 months, and as far as I know will be stuck in the no fuck PNW for the next 2 plus months, which should be more than enough time to recover if I caught it. So I cut lose and had some fun and went to an orgy after park fun, I'm not even sure how many guys I traded some sucking with or either fucked or got fucked by, but I did definitely get a total of 2 loads in my ass for the day and deposited 1 of mine in a needy ass.

PLEASE NOTE! This is work of fiction! The initial post MAY be edited or moved to a different section in the future! ************************************************ For the longest time, there was no physical contact between my friend and I. One night his parents were gone, and he invited me over early. Instead of going to the pool, he said let's go down to the basement and jack. He said he had found some of his dad's porn, and although his parents were gone, there was a secluded place in his basement that he wanted to try out in case we both enjoyed our session. We got to the basement, and he had several porn mags of his dad's. His dad also kept his liquor in the basement and suggested we poured a drink, and we did. The first magazine we looked at was Penthouse. First just browsing pictures. Although we were both in swim trunks, neither of us appeared to be getting hard. That's until he started reading the forum stories! He started reading, and his cock was growing. He handed the magazine to me and said finish the story, while I finish myself. It didn't take long until he shot a massive load! He then asked me to hand him the magazine, and he'd read and I could finish myself. Now back in the day, I could shoot some pretty big loads, but I'm willing to bet, this was my most powerful ever, going way over my head! After that he suggested we go to the pool, and "clean off." Things only got better from here! Gotta wait until next chapter to find out though! Sorry!

I got hard reading that. Knowing how long my seed stays inside a bottom is a massive turnon. I love when they tell me. I always imagine them fingering or toying their holes and thinking about my cock. Or thinking about, or even taking another cock — the important thing is that my sperm stays locked in his guts, every one of them trying to win that race. (Hard again.) So, for a top who's fucking into the second ring, it's about how it feels a little tighter. For a top who's just bred some ass, it's about how that bend is keeping his sperm where it belongs. Aw, and for a bi top... it might be like actually fucking a female balls deep. FSR I'm trying to shield you gold star men from thinking of the second ring "in that way", but that's what it is. And that's why I don't mind that pink spot I'm likely to get. That, and I know what I'm getting into when I fuck butt... it's part of the appeal, And, fuck, there's so much appeal,

I shot it when fucking an old time fuckbuddy I met in a cruisebar last Sunday. He was waiting in his barechaps in a cubicle. I entered, he kneeled down to suck my cock and made it hard. I fucked him bare, knowing being both poz made my dick grow even harder and he was finally rewarded with my load shot deep inside.

Luving this story Neely...keep "it" Up!!! Soooooo fuckin HOT...biohazard, Rainbow colored bareback sperms, intertwined PS+ tats, pierced nips and a PA...And toxic Poz Not on meds...sizzlin...now it's Joe's turn..."rite of passage," it's something all of us gay boys secretly need and crave. 🍆💦☣️🦂🎁😈🐷😛

Chapter 8 After Luke left I showered and busied myself for the rest of the day. I didn’t want to think too hard about what had happened. My mind was a blur and I just wanted it to stay that way. However the next morning I was again feeling conflicted. I got into work early and decided to do the sensible thing. I rang the health clinic, explained I had been in the previous day and needed to come in again. The treating nurse from the previous day had a cancellation in the late afternoon, or I could come in at lunchtime and take a chance being seen by whoever was free. Given the nurse had looked pretty hot yesterday and I wasn’t sure whether he had flirted a little , I went for the afternoon slot. The day passed slowly, I wasn’t that attentive at work. However by 4 pm I was at the clinic. My name was called out and was told ‘Gino is in room 3 ‘ as I made my way down the corridor. I knocked and entered. A flicker of recognition passed over nurse Gino’s face. I was in my work suit rather than my casual wearthe previous day. ‘Ah Neil, I didn’t expect to see you so soon, what can I do for you’ he asked. ’it’s a little embarrassing actually. I’ve had sex with a guy and he is positive, so I think I need Pep. ‘ I stammered. ‘Ok, just a few questions first, Neil’ he continued ‘ how do you know he is positive?’ ‘ He is a friend of mine and he has told me previously that he is positive and hasn’t been taking his medication recently’ I responded. ‘Ah ok, are you top or bottom?’ Gino asked. ‘Bottom’. ‘ Have you had sex with him previously?’ I reddened ‘ Er yes, a couple of times, about a week or two ago and then a few days ago ‘ I said quietly. ‘But I only knew he was positive after the first time’ I added as if that might not sound too bad. ‘But you have willingly had unprotected sex since you knew? ‘ umm yes’ ‘ok, no judgement from me’ Gino tried to put me at ease , just tapping my knee with his hand. ‘ have you had sex with anyone else in the last month?’ I nodded, thinking of Ty’s black cock fucking me hard, and then both Phil and Steve in the sling. ‘Yes, about three other guys’ I said, reddening again. ‘All bareback?’ Gino asked. I nodded again. ‘Any positive or don’t you know?’ ‘All positive ‘ the words hung in the air for a while. I was also aware of my growing erection at the thought. I shifted in the seat to try and hide it but Gino’s eyes dropped to my lap. I thought I saw a half smile from him. ‘ Look, I have to be professional ‘ he said, donning some blue latex gloves and squirting a little dollop of some lubricant on them. ‘ you seem to have an attraction to risky sex practices, and I think you may have an erectile problem that you may want me to look at if I may ?’ I took the hint and unbuckled my belt, opened my suit trousers and pulled my boxers down. My cock was stiffening as the nurse gently stroked my cock, in mock examination. ‘You seem as though when you mention unprotected sex with positive gay men that gets you aroused’ he continued . The thought of yesterday with Luke just made me fully erect as Gino semi stroked me.’ Yes it does’ I said, ‘I don’t know why. And when I’m horny I just want cock and cum in me, I don’t think clearly’ I said, my breathing becoming a bit ragged. ‘Let me show you something’ Gino said quietly. He pulled his scrubs trousers down a little, showing me his pubic area. I could make out the shape of his cock in his scrubs, stiffening slightly. But the obvious thing was his shaven pubic area with a small bio hazard tattoo where his pubes had been shaved. ‘Fuck, that’s hot!’ I said, without thinking. ‘Oh sorry, ‘I then blurted as he readjusted his scrubs. ‘Don’t be. I’m not!’ He replied. He then carried on stroking by cock with his latexed hands , gripping tightly almost as if he was choking my hard cock. ‘You like that I can tell’ he continued ‘and you are conflicted. Your cock went so hard when you saw that tattoo’ I was feeling my cum beginning to rise as the nurse carried on working my cock. ‘ I need to test if you can ejaculate’ he explained. He was edging me. When you’re like this you say what you really want don’t you?’ ‘yes’ was all I could say as he continued to edge me. ‘ok I can prescribe PeP for you, or I can do what you really want and give you nothing. The likelihood is that you are probably going to find that you are already infected and that the PeP would only work for yesterday. And you will still become Hiv positive. I was now just so aroused. ‘Tell me what you really want Neil?’ ‘ I want to be positive, I don’t want the Pep !’ I just blurted out ‘ever!’ ‘Good man ‘ he responded as he took me over the edge. I ejaculated over my shirt as I came. ‘ok Neil’ Gino continued matter of factly’ you have confirmed that you don’t want prep and you are comfortable with potentially becoming positive. You also do not have any erectile or ejaculation ptoblems. I will put down in your notes that you are now my patient, so if you feel ill at all or need advice on testing you can come and see me. Is that ok?’ ‘yes nurse’ I replied. ‘Are you happy with that decision?’ He fixed me with a sexy stare ‘yes nurse I am’ A wave of relief came over me as I knew definitively my path. ‘ Hopefully I will be seeing you sooner than a month if you feel ill. I will run your tests.’ Hopefully the virus will claim you ‘ he whispered as he handed me a paper towel for me to clean my shirt. ‘ oh and here’s my card with my mobile on if you need to make a direct appointment’ ‘uh thanks nurse’ I said smiling as I left the room, without the prescription I had come to get, but feeling much more content without it. to be continued………….

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

My buddy fucked me in the sling last night. I was poppered up and lubed up and he went to town. He held those arms above his head hanging onto the sling frame and I could just hear his junk slapping my ass. How as hell. he then shot it in me and pumped it deeped. He pulled some out and let me eat it. Then he fucked for a few more minutes and fed me some more. Fnally I asked him to fuck and I jerked out the biggest wad of cum. Hot