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Part 16: What Peter is Made of "The student is a male." I almost heard Pastor Kline gasp from excitement. We both sat in silence, allowing the admission to wash over us. Fuck, Pastor Kline had been right. Peter was gay, or, at least, bisexual. Not only that, but he admitted to cumming what sounded like buckets of cum. Dominic would lose his mind when he found out. “I’m ashamed,” Peter said, tears starting to flow, his chest heaving. “I know it’s a sin. I know I’ve broken my marriage vows. Not only that, but I’ve slept with another man. I’m disgusting. I’m a horrible person. I feel horrible. That’s why I haven’t told my wife. I’m ashamed.” “The male student consented to the sex?” Pastor Kline asked. “What?” Peter asked. “Yes. He’s one of the players on the basketball team. It wasn’t supposed to happen. It was wrong. What should I do?” “Have you always struggled with these kinds of thoughts?” I asked him. “Thoughts concerning other men?” Peter thought for a moment and then slowly nodded. “Since I was a teenager. I tried to push it down, and I’ve been able to for the most part, but it’s always been there. Even with my wife, my mind always wandered somewhere else when we were… you know.” “Do you watch gay pornography?” Pastor Kline asked. “I have,” he said. “I always erase the browser history. My wife doesn’t know much about computers, so she doesn’t know what to look for.” “What kind of pornography have you watched?” Pastor Kline asked. Peter gave us an odd look. "I... I just said. Gay pornography." "What kind of gay pornography?" “What? Does that matter?” “I just want to understand the lengths your sinful nature has taken you,” Pastor Kline said. He looked at me and winked, smiling. “Um, well, I’ve watched videos about jocks. You know, men that look like the student. I’d never watch anything of someone underage. I’d never do that.” “That’s fine. What else?” Peter gave us an odd look before he continued. I noticed his hand reach down to his crotch where he adjusted himself. There was a bulge forming, showing that the conversation was getting him a bit excited. “I’ve watched videos of hairy men. Strong men.” “And do you like men that are hairy and strong?” I asked. Peter stared at me and slowly nodded. “You’ve thought about these men having sexual intercourse with you?” Peter nodded. “You’ve thought about entering these men or them entering you?” “I…” he started, something changing in his eyes. His hand moved back down to his crotch, his fingers lightly grazing over the bulge forming. “I top the jocks,” he said. “But I bottom for hairy men.” “Have you ever done this?” Pastor Kline asked. “We know you’ve slept with a student, as you said, topping him, but have you bottomed for a man?” “No,” he said. “Do you want to?” Peter looked from Pastor Kline to me and nodded. “But it’s wrong.” “When you slept with your student, how did you feel?” “Guilty.” “No. How did you feel when you entered him?” “I felt… good. I felt strong. I felt like I wanted him.” “So, you took him.” “Yes.” “And how did you feel as you climaxed?” “Amazing,” Peter said. “At first.” “At first?” Pastor Kline asked. “Was it the guilt?” “No,” he said. “You see, it’s like with my wife, I guess. I ejaculate so much, so when I came, it filled up the condom and made a mess.” “He made you wear a condom?” “Of course,” Peter said. “I wasn’t going to bareback him.” Hearing Peter using these terms showed that he was breaking down. He was no longer speaking to his pastors. He was speaking to two men who were interested in the type of sex he’s having. His hand was now glued to his crotch, rubbing the increasing bulge. “Why not?” I asked. “Because,” he said. “You have to wear a condom.” “Have you ever watched porn where the top didn’t wear a condom?” “Well… yeah.” “And did you find yourself turned on by the idea?” Peter was silent for a moment, and I was afraid that we had lost him. “Yes,” he finally said. “It feels better without a condom, doesn’t it?” Pastor Kline said. “Think of how it felt with your wife. Didn’t it feel good having skin on skin?” “Yes.” “Imagine what that would have been like with your student. Your skin on his skin.” Peter’s hand was pulling on his bulge, no sign of hiding the raging boner in his pants. “Imagine what it would be like to ejaculate inside him, not in a condom. Imagine what it would be like to cum inside someone who wants every last drop of your semen. What would that be like?” “Incredible,” Peter said. “God wants us to feel fulfilled, Peter,” I told him. “It sounds as if your fulfillment may reside outside your marriage.” “But, isn’t that wrong?” “If it feels so good, how wrong can it be?” Pastor Kline asked. “Your wife doesn’t understand the blessing you are to her. Imagine finding someone who understands that. Imagine being able to fulfill that need. Imagine being able to unload inside your student. Imagine what it would be like if you were able to do what you’ve never been able to do. Imagine if you’re able to bottom for a man. Is that something that you want?” Peter slowly nodded. “And knowing how good it feels not wearing a condom, would you make another man wear a condom if he were to have sex with you?” “I mean…” he started. “What about diseases?” “What about them?” Pastor Kline asked. “I don’t want to catch anything.” “Why not? You said you don’t sleep with your wife anymore, so there’s no fear in passing it on to her. Imagine not having to worry about getting anything because you’ve already got it. Doesn’t that sound like freedom. Imagine being able to pass that freedom on to someone else. Wouldn’t you want to be free? Isn’t that what you’re looking for? Aren’t you trying to finally have what you’ve always wanted, a freedom to fuck whoever you want?” At the word “fuck” I could see Peter tense up, his hand on his crotch clutching hard over the fabric as his body shook. His eyes closed tight as he groaned, his free hand reaching out and grabbing the desk for support. I stood up and approached him, reaching down and taking his hand. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes. “Let me see,” I said. He looked from me down to his crotch were a wet spot was already starting to grow. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Don’t be,” I told him. “Unzip your pants and let me see.” He slowly undid his pants, undoing his belt and button and slowly unzipping until we could see his briefs underneath. They were saturated in cum. When he had said that he came more than normal, I could never have imagined it being to this extent. “Stand up,” I told him. As he did so, I knelt down, my hands taking his pants and pulling them to the floor. The entire front of his briefs were soaked through, his cum leaking out through the fabric. I took hold of his waistband and slowly pulled his briefs down, revealing a seven-inch cock covered in cum. As the briefs struggled down his legs, globs of cum fell onto the carpet and onto my hands. “Sorry,” Peter said. He moved his hand to clean me off, but I stopped him. Instead, I looked up into his eyes and brought the cum to my mouth, licking it up with my tongue. His eyes grew wide as his dick grew hard, sticking out toward my face. Preccum was dripping out, joining the cum already covering his dick. I took hold of his dick and pulled along his shaft, collecting the cum until I reached the head. There was a full puddle of cum in my palm which I reached back toward Pastor Kline. He pressed his mouth against my hand and sucked the cum into his mouth, licking my hand clean. “Holy fuck,” Peter groaned. “Not what you were expecting?” I asked. “No,” he said. “Are you two…” “Gay?” Pastor Kline finished, licking his lips. “We are.” “Does anyone know?” “Only my boyfriend,” I told Peter. “No one knows about him, though. He comes to the church. Dominic Moore.” I could see Peter’s eyes light up. “I’ve seen him,” he said. “He’s gorgeous.” “That he is,” Pastor Kline said. “He’s been fucking Pastor Ryder for months now. He started fucking me over a week ago.” “Bareback,” I added, watching as the conversation caused more precum to drip from Peter’s cock. It looked as if someone had left the faucet on, a constant stream leaking out. “Looks like you’re ready to go again.” “Yeah,” he said. “I can cum about five times in a row. I only need about a minute or two between each.” “Fuck,” Pastor Kline said. “Sounds like a gift from God.” “Like I said,” Peter told us, “I can’t have kids of my own. I can’t pass that part of me on to someone else.” “There are always ways you can pass something on,” I told him. “Don’t worry about that.” “You won’t tell anyone will you?” Peter asked. “We won’t if you won’t,” Pastor Kline said. “We’re thinking of starting a support group in the church for men like us.” “A support group?” “A group supporting each other’s need for gay sex,” he clarified. “I’m sure we aren’t the only ones feeling unfulfilled. We’ve all got deep desires we want to see met.” “My desire,” I said, grabbing the base of Peter’s cock and watching as a thicker stream of precum leaked out, “is to see firsthand how much cum you shoot. I’ve never heard of hyperspermia, but I’d love to witness it myself.” “Are you sure?” he asked. I nodded. I opened my mouth and took his dick inside, reaching the back of my throat. I heard him groan as his hands grabbed onto my shoulders for support. “That’s incredible,” he stuttered out. “I’ve never had anyone suck me off before.” “Not even your student?” Pastor Kline asked. He shook his head. “I’ve only fucked his ass.” These words alone caused more precum to spill out into my throat. I started sucking him, moving along his shaft, amazed by the constant stream of precum. What any normal man would be able to produce during a normal orgasm was coming out of Peter’s dick within a minutes time as precum. His hips started to push toward me, his pubes pressing into my face. His pace started to quicken, his hands holding tighter onto my shoulders. “I’m going to cum again,” he moaned, his breathing quick. “Do it,” Pastor Kline said. “Unload down his throat. Shoot into his stomach.” I pulled back as I felt Peter’s dick swell, opening my mouth and resting his dick’s head on the tip of my tongue as he started shooting. Whatever I had expected, it had not been this. It felt as if he was pissing into my mouth, but instead of urine, he was filling me with cum. Shot after shot filled my mouth, some landing on my face, as he unloaded his second orgasm within the past few minutes. After nearly a minute of his cum shooting into my mouth, I felt his grip on my shoulders weaken. “Fuck,” he said, falling back into his chair. I stood up and looked into the mirror Pastor Kline had on his wall. My mouth was shut, filled to the brim with Peter’s cum, but there were still globs of cum clinging to my face, mixing into my beard. I felt as if I had taken the loads of six men into my mouth and over my face. I couldn’t believe all of this had come from one man. I turned back to Peter who was staring at me and smiled. I swallowed his cum and then ran my hand over my face, collecting what my mouth had missed. “That’s fucking insane,” I said, licking up the remaining cum. “I can’t imagine why your wife doesn’t like what you can do.” “She says it’s grotesque,” Peter said. “She says no man should be able to do something like that. It’s not natural.” “It’s better than natural,” I said. “It’s a gift. If more men could do that, I know we’d have more gay guys walking around than straight.” “I think it’s only fair,” Pastor Kline said, “for me to experience for myself this wonder given to us.” “Are you up for another round?” I asked Peter. Peter smiled. “Yeah. I’m good.” “That’s the right answer,” Pastor Kline said, kneeling down and taking Peter’s cock down his throat.” “How does this work?” Peter asked as Pastor Kline blew him. “You two and Mr. Moore?” “Dominic is a top,” I explained. “I’m versatile. I’ve been fucked by Dominic, but I’ve fucked Pastor Kline and two other men. Pastor Kline is what they call a cum pig. He only bottoms.” “What am I?” Peter asked, his eyes fluttering as Pastor Kline continued his assault at Peter’s dick. “I think you’re like me,” I said. “I think you fuck younger guys, giving them your copious amount of cum. And you get fucked by guys like Dominic.” “Do you think he’d fuck me?” Peter asked, his eyes now closed as Pastor Kline sucked him dry. “Would your boyfriend want to fuck me?” “He would,” I said. “But there are some other things attached to that.” “What kind of things?” “We’ll talk about that later,” I said. Peter nodded and then held Pastor Kline’s head against his crotch as he shot his third load. To Pastor Kline’s credit, not a single drop of Peter’s gushing cum leaked out of his mouth. By the time Peter’s orgasm had ended, Pastor Kline stood up and looked at me with a huge smile on his face. “I told you I had a good feeling about Peter.” “You were right,” I told him. “How am I supposed to leave the church like this?” Peter asked, looking down at his cum-soaked briefs and pants. “I’ve got you,” I said. I ran to my office and pulled out one of the extra pairs of underwear and pants that I kept on hand. “These should fit you,” I said. “They may be a bit snug.” “That’s fine,” Peter said, removing his soaked clothing. “We’ll be taking these, though,” Pastor Kline said, taking the briefs and pants. He held the briefs up to his face and licked what remained of the cum. “Never thought I’d say this, Peter, but I love how you taste.” “Thanks,” he said, buttoning the pants I gave him. “Maybe I can taste you sometime.” “We’re hoping you will,” I said. “Like I said, I’m sure Dominic would love to fuck your ass, but there are a few things we’d have to discuss first.” “Like what?” he asked. “How about this,” I said, taking out my phone. “Put your number in my phone, and I’ll message you about us getting together. After that, we’ll talk. How does that sound?” “Good to me,” Peter said. He entered his number and handed me my phone. As I took it, he leaned in and kissed me. He was a good kisser. I was jealous that his wife got to kiss him whenever she wanted. Then again, she didn’t take the gift that was his unlimited cum. “I never thought I’d kiss a pastor,” he said. “You’ve had two suck your dick,” I reminded him. “That’s true.” As he turned to leave, Pastor Kline stopped him. “Peter, who was the student you fucked?” Peter’s face grew red. “Lewis Berg.” “Lewis Berg?” I said, dumbfounded. “From our youth group?” Peter nodded. Pastor Kline and I exchanged looks. “Don’t tell him that I told you that,” Peter said. “We won’t,” I said. Peter left, leaving Pastor Kline and I to exchange glances. “Looks like we have another name for our support group,” Pastor Kline said. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hope you're finding Peter a great addition. Question, out of Dominic, Will, Dr. Wade, Jay, Pastor Kline, and Peter, who would you rather fuck or have fuck you? Why?

Before Covid I was single and travelled a lot for work. This led to lots of sex and taking quite a few (usually anonymous) loads from strangers. When travel died down during the pandemic I ended up getting a boyfriend who I love dearly. I also cut out sex with strangers and became monogamous. Travel has started up again but I’ve remained faithful - even though being in hotels makes me extremely nostalgic for NSA sex. Until my most recent trip last week, unfortunately. I decided to download Grindr and convinced myself I would just look around, not to invite someone over. Just wanted to “check it out”. A guy with a blank profile staying in the hotel across the street messaged me. It was a white married dad. 65 5’11. 200lbs 7”cut. His second message said he was with his family on vacation and asked if I wanted to make him cum. I really didn’t want to cheat on my partner - I love him so much. But this guy was so close, and the thought of this old dude sneaking away from his family to come blow his load made me so horny. After debating it for a few minutes I told the guy yes. He told me to blindfold myself and be waiting on my knees with the door cracked. I gave him the room number and then did as he requested. I figured since I was just going to suck this guy off, and now I wouldn’t even see him…it wouldn’t have to necessarily feel like cheating. Sitting there on my knees blindfolded and naked I hear the door open and this stranger come in and quickly undress. He walks over to me and puts his cock in my mouth. It had definitely been at least a day since he showered, but it tasted incredible. He got hard almost immediately and it felt true to the picture. A solid 7” bone. After about 10 minutes of sucking and enjoying what tasted like a perfect mix of musk and precum, he asked if he could rim me. I said sure and got up on all fours on the bed. He started to lick and suck my hole which was driving me wild, and I could hear him stroking his spit covered cock which made it even hotter. After a couple minutes of that he stands up and starts to tease my ass with his cock. He asks me if I had condoms as he drags the head of his tool against my freshly rimmed hole. I tense up and tell him no. I remind him I’m only sucking him tonight. “No problem.” He says. “I’m just going to put the head in”. Before I could even respond he has the spit and precum covered head of his cock inside of my hole. After about a minute of popping in and out, I ask him if I can suck him again. Trying anything I can to get him away from my ass. He tells me be patient and then slides about halfway inside of me. Instinctively I push my hole out to try and get him out, but this and the precum he’s leaked inside of me helps him push all the way in. In between moans and whimpers I begged him to take his cock out of me. He told me not to worry, he wouldn’t fuck me without a condom. He had his wife to protect. He just wanted to feel my hole for a bit before using my mouth again. I don’t know why I believed him, considering he was now slowly sliding his raw shaft in and out of me. He started to pick up speed despite me asking him not to. It felt so good having this stranger inside of me, knowing his wife was right next door. I decided to let him fuck me for a bit before trying again to make him stop. The only sound in the room was my occasional moan I couldn’t hold in…and his big smelly balls slapping my taint with every thrust. I tried not to think about how my boyfriend would feel if he knew that instead of watching Netflix and falling asleep, I was actually using the eye mask he bought me as a blindfold while a chubby married guy twice my age was using his precum as lube in my bare hole. I realize about ten minutes later that I had accidentally let this guy fuck me into a daze. I forgot that I had asked him numerous times to stop fucking me. I had been playing with my cock and rubbing his balls while he was inside of me. I asked him again to please stop fucking me. He responded with an annoyed tone and told me to calm down. He was just “using my ass to get close, then he’d feed me his load”. I moaned out asking him no to cum in me. “I’ll try” he said. I decided to speed things up by squeezing my hole as tightly as I could, trying to milk him close to orgasm so he’d finish down my throat. It didn’t take long to hear his breathing speed up as he started pounding me. I slid to my stomach to try and get away from him but he fell on top of me and pinned me into the bed. I literally could not get away from him, and I tried. He started methodically pumping in and out of me, breathing into my ear. It was clear to me that he believed me about not wanting to get bred, he just didn’t care. A few more minutes of me trapped underneath him, his sweat dripping on me, I finally feel him tense up. I squirmed but I knew I couldn’t get away. I didn’t expect to feel every spurt of his seed unload inside of me. So powerful and so warm. He didn’t say a word when he finished. Just pulled his spent dick out of me and put his clothes on. Didn’t even wash off the cum off his cock. I felt so guilty laying there having betrayed my partner. Even though I didn’t want it to happen, I shouldn’t have had the guy over in the first place. I ended up letting 6 other strangers breed me that night. I really didn’t want to, but since this guy had already bred me without my consent, I figured it was no more harm to take as much as I could and get it out of my system. I have another work trip coming up this week. Hoping I don’t go on the apps.

Took two to five(?) loads last night. Decided that I wanted to visit Wet on Wellington in Melbourne after avoiding it for some time due to the monkey pox. There has been an increased in vaccination rate, so I gathered that it was safe enough to attend. I wanted to get pre-loaded first so I posted on Squirt that I was going to Horse Shoe Bend park for a bit, and if anyone wanted to breed me there. There was one car already there at Horse Shoe when I arrived. I got out of my car, walked to the toilet. On the way, I saw a man and he followed me into the toilet. It was very dark so I couldn’t see his face. I reached for his cock, sucked it, pulled down my pants, and he began fingering me. Before long, he turned me around, fucked me, finished[1] and left, all within a minute. Just the way I like it. I walked back to the car and as the first man left, another car pulled up and two men walked out. I got very excited, hoping that they would both tag team me, so I followed them to the toilet, keeping a good distance away. Unfortunately, it seemed as though they only wanted to check out the toilet, and they left without any action whatsoever. As I began getting directions to Wet on my phone, another car pulled up. The man stayed in his car for quite a while, on his phone, and I was just about to leave when he stepped out the car, walked towards the toilet. I kept a good distance, but soon I found out that he stopped halfway, and so I had to overtake him—which is the worst, because it is generally better to follow someone rather than to be followed, in case they stab you with a machete. I didn’t hear his footsteps anymore so I stepped out of the clearing for a bit to see where he was, which was difficult for the sky was clear and everything was pitch black. I decided that he was wasting my time, so I walked back to the car, only to find his car was gone. I figured that it must have been his first time and he chickened-out after seeing me. I was having a bit of a stomach ache so I had to clean out again at the nearby Anytime Fitness gym near Wet. Sad to see the first load gone down the toilet. I wasn’t sure if Wet was going to be busy since it was Grand Final weekend here in Melbourne. I figured that there would either be plenty of drunken horny guys there after celebrating the big game, or hardly anyone there at all as they would all be out partying at home or some club. I payed the fee, got my locker, walked around to examine the crowd. Average crowd for 9.30 p. I walked into the darkroom and was immediate touched by multiple hands, and someone began kissing me. I reach for his cock, good size, sucked it, and someone started fucking me from behind. Always love being spit-roasted. After he had finished[2], the guy I was sucking started fucking me too. I could feel the cum from the first guy dripping out and sliding down my legs. His cock kept slipping out, so he told me to change position on the bench, which I comply. The darkroom got really hot and humid and he was sweating pretty badly, and he lay on top of me, so my whole back was wet from his chest, which isn’t erotic at all. I told him that it was getting hot, so he got off, and I dried myself off with the towel. As I stood up, someone else slid their dick inside and fucked me[3]. The sweaty guy then asked if I wanted a message in a room. I do love my messages so I said yes. I lay down on my stomach and he began the message, except it felt more like kneading dough and pinching. I tried to remain polite and not express any pain through clench teeth—it was a free ‘message’ after all. He eventually got to my ass, which he rimmed and, sure enough, he began fucking me[4] on my stomach soon after. Sure enough, he began sweating profusely, so I told him that I needed a break, grab some water. I did meet this really cute asian with big pecs. He stood near the door to a room and we would enter together. He asked if I was a top of a bottom, and I replied with the latter, and he said that he was also a bottom so we smiled and parted ways. Some time later, I met him again, but we have both forgotten about our initial encounter, so we cruised each other into a different room. I recognised his voice immediately, somewhat shy and nervous, and I asked him if we have met before and whether if he was a bottom. We laughed at the incredulity of the situation and parted ways again. In the darkroom, I also met another asian man with the perfect muscular body. He walked toward one of the men jerking off in the room, stood in front of him, and the man would proceed to fuck the asian man in the dark. After a while, he would move into doggy style on the bench and I walked in front of the asian man and fed him my cock, while he was being fucked from behind. I am not sure about you, but I usually find that cum-dumps suck cocks especially well. It was such a hot scene and I got very hard, planning to fuck the asian man once the man was done. But once he was finished, the asian man just got up and left, so I didn’t get a chance to. I wished he would just stayed there and let everyone fuck him—he would have been very popular. It was about midnight now and the crowd was starting to pick up, and my energy level was very low. I was also really hungry: not for cock, but for actual food. I stood at one of the corners to the corridors observing the men that would walk past. One part of me wanted to follow them and have some more sex, but it seemed like a lot of effort in my current state and all I really wanted was to find someone to lay down and cuddle with. So I walked into the darkroom for the final time. I meet a man in there, average size cock, sucked him, and he fucked me, first on my knees, then my back, and left after finishing[5]. I was definitely tired by then so I left, just as more hot guys filled the sauna in the early hours of Sunday morning. [1][2] Definitely came inside me as I felt it and could smell it. [3][4][5] Hard to tell if they really did cum or not, but I didn’t arrive home with cum leaking out of my pants, so they probably didn’t.

part 3 Coming out of memory lane I looked hard at Ethan and felt nothing but the love that we shared from our past. He no longer looked like the sexy guy next door but one hunk of a man that could easily be a model. He cut his hair in military style and his face was strong and manly. He grew taller than me so he was no longer shorter than me but a good three inches taller. I could feel that he was ripped under his shirt when we hugged and now that I am looking at him clearer I admired the bulging arms and legs as well. Ethan now had piercings in his ears and his lip and his arms were covered completely in tattoos as well and I was getting hornier for him more and more by the second. He broke me out of my trance and was asking me about what I had been up to all of these years. I started telling him about my life after his parents split us apart and teared up when I said to him that I didn't think I could ever find anyone to love me as he did when we were together which made him tear up and grab me into another bear hug an we went through another round of sobbing onto each other. We settled down again but we were both grinning from ear to ear and both agreed that the universe believed we belonged together even after all these years apart. Well Tom, my heart couldn't feel better because I felt the same way when my bitch mom caught us and acted the way she did and I haven't seen or spoken to my parents once I turned 18 and moved out on my own. I went to college for massage therapy and also studied to be a tattoo artist and piercer and have a successful business doing both as well as a growing only fans page that has made me a lot of money to open a great porn shop as well so other than being heartbroken since then I have made something useful of my life. I sat there in awe listening to Ethan's tale of his life and was happy to hear one of us was doing so well since I had only been going to school to be a nurse there wasn't more about my life that I was doing. "So Tom, let's get to my place so we can get more comfortable and get ready for pride shall we?" I nearly jumped into Ethan's arms when he said that and to say I wasn't even more excited to be with him than I was when I didn't know it was him would be a lie. I quickly grabbed him and planted another kiss on him and grabbed my bag and walked out of my apartment with him to his car. When we got to his place I was in awe that he had lived in such an amazing apartment building. We walked to the front door and were greeted by the doorman as he opened the door for us to come in. Once we walked through the lobby I asked him which floor he lived on and was shocked more when he told me he lived in the penthouse on the top floor. We stepped in the elevator and it was a quiet ride up due to the other people in the elevator but I was squirming the whole time with excitement to see how my lost lover lived. The ding of the elevator brought me out of my daydream and then unexpectedly Ethan grabbed me and lifted me like I was nothing and carried me through his door like a groom would do for his bride after their wedding and kissed me before letting me down to see his apartment. While I looked at everything from his doorway I didn't hear the door close and didn't realize that Ethan had also gotten naked and then he started to undress me as well. "Sorry Tom but when I am home I never wear clothes and neither do the ones I bring home either, that's my rule here" Ethan said with a smile. I smiled back at him and told him that I lived by the same rules too and it made us both laugh at that. After removing my clothes I looked at Ethan all over and I started to drool. Ethan had the body of a football player now and was completely smooth from the neck down showing off all his rippling muscles and covered in ink as well. My gaze went lower and I saw two biohazard tattoos in red at his V line leading to the cock that first took my virginity. It looked bigger and thicker than I remembered and was now sporting a great looking PA piercing and a jacobs ladder on the sides and it took all I had not to drop down and suck him right there. Ethan pulled me close to him and my smaller frame seemed to melt right into his larger frame like we both fit together and he kissed me deeply. From there he held me by the waist and started to show me around his apartment. He showed me his room, kitchen, living room, bathroom, and then led me back to an area that was covered with a thick red velvet curtain. Ethan pulled the curtain aside and revealed a black door with a red biohazard symbol on it with red paint dripping down from it. I looked up at him with a huge grin knowing what was going to be behind it and I could see a glint in his eyes as well. I opened the door and he flipped the switch bathing the room in a red light showing what my inner pig had always desired. I walked around and looked at all the different toys and tools and decided I wanted all of them to be used on me. I looked at Ethan and he was stroking his 8 inch cock making his veins show and his PA bounce. Without saying anything to my lost lover I grabbed a bottle of lube and started to coat my hole in it and position myself on the fuck bench and wiggled my ass to get him to come over and fuck me. Ethan all but ran over to me and positioned his cock head on my hole and slid the tip up and down causing me to shiver, feeling the cold metal of his PA grazing my hole. This might freak you out Tom but I don't go in easily. I try to tear a bottom hole so my seed will absorb quicker so there is a 100% chance my load will take and my doctor told me I have the highest viral count he had ever seen before. Hearing this made my cock and hole twitch and I couldn't be happier knowing the man I loved more than anything will be my gifter. I got up for a moment and looked him dead in the eyes and said "Ethan I want you to be as rough as you want with me and it will make me the happiest to have you to be the one to convert me and be my POZ daddy. Ethan smiled at me brought me in for a deep kiss and I got back in position and there was no hesitation anymore and Ethan slammed into my hole causing me to scream so loudly "FUCK THIS IS GOING TO BE AN AMAZING PRIDE" More to cum before pride

Chapter 9 The Handler took his meth covered finger and pushed it up the married guy’s ass. He stared twisting and turning his finger to make sure the drug would be packed in the married guy’s rectum. The Married guy said “ Oh, that finger feels really good, nice and warm “. He followed with “ My wife won’t even consider any anal play “. He stopped and his mouth opened and he said “ Oh shit ! that is burning my ass, really hot as hell”. He couldn’t figure out what it was burning so much. He had put stuff up his ass while jerking off and nothing felt this hot. He knew even though it was burring, that finger was hitting all the right places. He was caught between heaven and hell. That burning seemed to be spreading warmth to the rest of his lower body. For the moment he had forgotten that he was close to shooting in the Kids sloppy hole and held still so he could concentrate on the new sensations up his almost virgin ass. He was use to putting stuff up his own ass to help him get off but rarely have anyone else do that for him. His wife refused to do anything that had to do with the ass, either her’s or his. While sex was great when they were first married but in the years after she only wanted it once in a while and if she came first, Which was always the case, she was done and he would have to wait to get himself off. He was inventive and made his own anal toys. One of his favorites was a piece of electrical wire that be bent n the shape of a butt plug, the ends were long enough that one end would end up high near his belt look and the other end long enough and bent to go under taint an stop behind his nut sack. Both ends were curled up so that he wouldn’t get poked or cut. The he walked with this in the movement would create a teasing feeling in his ass and when he jerk off his nuts wood hit the wire and send shivers through his body. The handler looked at one of the guys that had deposited a load in the Kid and smiled. The guy walked up to the Kid and poked his cock into the Kids face and told him to get it wet. The Kid was parched and had trouble doing that so he grabbed the bottle that had the G in it and told him to take a drink and get to work. He sat the bottle down on the empty bench. The Kid started to lick and suck the cock that was pushed in his mouth. It wasn’t very clean and had a metallic taste to it. The Kid did as he was told and went to work getting the cock hard and wet, he wasn’t sure why the guy wanted it wet because his ass was a slimy mess and didn’t need anymore lube. The Handler seeing this took his finger out of the married guy’s ass and coated two fingers with the drug that was going to teach this married guy just how much fun he could have with the right people. He worked the two fingers into the married guys ass an the married guy said “ Ouch, take it easy. Damn, it is burning again”. He figured it was just the stretching that he was getting and that felt great. He couldn’t remember ever being so turned on and in need of a good cum. The married guy felt the handler spiting on his ass crack to make those fingers slide easier and soon the stretching feeling was replaced with a very warm and strange feeling. The Handler reached in and tapped the guys prostate. Each time the married guy would moan, and his cock would twitch in the Kid’s ass. What he kid felt this he would gasp. Even though the Marred guy’s cock was on the smaller side to average it still felt good, the moving feeling was great and the Kid loved it. The guy that had his cock in the Kid’s mouth as wet and extremely hard. The Kid had him close to shooting another load of toxic cum. To the disappointment of the Kid he pulled his cock from his mouth and walked around behind the married guy who now was bent over the Kid so he cold present his ass for the Fingering. The Handler asked the married guy if he had even been fucked. The Married guy said “ Tried with a guy once but he blew his load in the condom before he got in him much”. The handler said “ Shame, it is a great feeling “. He moved so that his arms was over the Married guys’s back and was able to hold him in place. He pulled his fingers out of the tight ass and held the cheeks open.

Chapter 3.1 - Broken The messages kept coming in and Ric was holding to his one or two escorting gigs per week, depending on his schoolwork, social calendar or Mateo's needs. He was being picky with which clients to meet. Guys he had met previously got preference and then he would pick the more interesting ones if there was time. He had done a few more gigs with Paul, a couple with Joe and one more with Mateo. He liked the ones he did by himself the best, though. He took a break from prepping for his test the next day and went through the messages on his work phone. "Hi, I heard from a friend (smarkham88@) about your services. Would like to meet for a little fantasy play next week. Avail evenings after 8" one message said. Ric had gotten numerous referrals and he was happy that guys would tell their friends or fuck buddies about him. When they told him who referred them it was even better, since he felt they were lower risk. "Thanks for your message. Next week is a little busy, but I might be able to do M or Tu. What type of fantasy were you looking to try?" he replied asking to contact him by phone. The guy had a sexy voice and said that he knew of Ric's status and was looking for some risky play involving a broken condom. "Broken or pulled off during sex, like stealthed?" Ric asked. "I hadn't thought of that. I think broken might be hotter" the client replied. "Do you want it to break right away so it's bare most of the time? Or just at the end?" Ric then asked. "Somewhere in the middle. I don't really want to know when, I've never been able to tell when they've broken before" came the response. "OK. Pull out to cum or do you want the load?" Ric asked. "I want to be dripping your dirty seed for the rest of the night" the client said. Ric winced at the word but ignored it since the guy was going to be hiring him for his viral cum. "You're paying for it, you should keep it in as long as you can and let it work it's magic" Ric replied. After a little more discussion, Ric had the info he needed for their meeting Tuesday night. Sunday afternoon, Ric and Mateo played around, trying to see how much force it was going to take to break the latex during sex. Both of them hated the feeling and Ric decided that he wanted the condom to break as quickly as possible. One brand seemed to break easier and he practiced pulling his cock free, digging his fingernail into the tip and then shoving back in. It took a few tries until he perfected the technique and felt he was ready for the meeting. It was an expensive hotel and Ric dressed better than he normally did. Usually the concern was how easy it was to get out of his clothes and fuck, but he needed to fit the surroundings. This time, the tie and dress shirt were going to slow him down. He knocked on the door a minute early and there was no answer. He waited a minute and knocked again. Ric checked his phone and there were no messages from the client but he sent one to him. "At room 533. no answer. Waiting in lobby for a few min." He waited another minute and with no answer at the door once more, he headed to the elevator. Ric sat in a comfy over-sized leather chair in the lobby, glancing at his phone frequently to see if he got a reply from the client. After fifteen fruitless minutes, he decided he had gotten blown off. He stood up and headed toward the main doors, strolling slowly and feeling a little angry. "Ric? What are you doing here?" a guy walking toward him said. There were two other guys next to him, all dressed similarly in expensive dress shirts, pants, ties and loafers. "Hi Devon. I was supposed to meet a friend but they got tied up. You're looking good. Are you here for a wedding?" Ric asked. He had a class with Devon and had seen him at several pride events. They'd had a few conversations over the past year but nothing sexual ever came up. Devon was mixed race - black with some Asian features. His lightly muscled body exuded confidence and his bright smile made him easily approachable. He was an inch or so taller than Ric, with closely buzzed hair and a single diamond stud earring in his left ear. Ric had never seen him dressed in anything other than designer brand clothes and always with a collared shirt, usually a Polo. "Nah, just a greek thing. Our annual awards banquet and dance. We were just grabbing a toke break. So you're leaving?" Devon asked. Ric nodded, adding "Yeah, just gonna go home and study." "Join us. The DJ is about to start. You can grab a few drinks and shake that hot ass of yours" Devon said, smiling. Ric saw the other guys grin, before nodding. He was a little surprised since Devon had never made any comments about Ric's body before. He figured that the alcohol and weed had loosened him up. "Thanks, but I'm not in a fraternity so I'd be out of place" Ric replied. Devon shook his head and said "It's just a party from now on. Besides, I paid for two and didn't have a date so you can be my arm candy for the rest of the night." Ric felt weird but the four went back to the ballroom and the music had already started. Waiters in tuxes were wandering around with trays of champagne and hors d'oeuvres, dodging the people dancing. Ric was surprised at the size of the crowd. Devon's friends went in search of their dates while he and Ric staked out a spot on the dance floor. As soon as a waiter walked by, Devon grabbed two champagne flutes and gave one to Ric. They toasted and sipped the bubbly while dancing gently, getting into the groove of the music. They talked a little and Ric started feel more comfortable. They had finished half of their glasses when the first guy came up and said "I didn't see you with a date earlier, Devon. Very nice catch." It was just the start of the stream of people coming up and making comments. Ric heard "Much nicer than the guy last year", "Your taste is improving, Devon. This one can talk AND dance", "He's a lot hotter than your date last year. He even knows not to chug Bollinger" and "I think you guys might win the cutest couple award." Ric kept being introduced to dozens of people who's names he would never remember but it cemented the idea that Devon knew a lot of people. Devon seemed to cringe every time someone mentioned his date from a year before. Ric wondered how anyone could not be fun around him, since he was having a great time. The empty glasses were replaced by full ones and their dancing got more energetic. With some alcohol loosening him up, the freshly emptied glasses were set on a table and their dancing became more physical. People would come up and dance with them a minute and then drift off, most giving Ric a wink. Several dances got erotic and when the inevitable slow dance came up he found Devon in his arms staring back at him, inches away. His hands dropped and gripped Devon's ass tightly, pulling him close before he kissed him. Ric was surprised at how accepting everyone was with two guys dancing together just like the straight couples. The next slow dance found Ric behind Devon, his hands grasping Devon's waist as Ric ground his hips against Devon's ass. About a minute after the next song started, Devon leaned in and whispered in Ric's ear "Want to go up to my room? I got really turned on after that last dance." The pair walked into the suite on the tenth floor and both started stripping before the door had shut. Both were naked by the time they fell on to the closest of two queen beds. They made out for several minutes before Devon started moving down Ric's body, letting his tongue explore Ric's neck, chest, nipples, stomach and finally cock. Ric felt him stroke his dick a few times and then he froze. "Uh... You're poz? The only guys I know with that tattoo have HIV" Devon said. "Yeah, I am" Ric said, expecting the fun to stop there. "You got condoms?" Devon asked and Ric nodded. He pulled the four rubbers out of his pants pocket and then the four lube packets and set them on the table next to the bed. "Cool. It's been a couple months since I've had sex and I need it so bad" Devon said, grabbing a condom and tearing the packet open. He rolled the sheath down Ric's cock and then coated it with some lube. He went to rub some on and in his hole and Ric said "I prefer spit first." Devon looked up and grinned back at Ric before climbing on the bed. Ric followed close behind and had his face in Devon's ass a moment later. Both guys were moaning and Ric could feel Devon pushing his ass back, trying to get his tongue in deeper. His fingers joined the party, one by one. Three fingers and a tongue were swapping spots making Devon's moans louder until he was begging to get fucked. Ric ate his ass longer than he normally would, savoring the taste and feel of an eager bottom. The pressure from the condom though told him he needed to fuck soon so he could get the damn thing off his dick. The hole was covered in spit and there was plenty inside too, but Ric added some lube from the packet and spread the rest over the latex covering. Based on Devon's comment of not being fucked for a few months, he expected him to be tight. He was, but Devon took the bulk of his shaft with one slow push. He waited a few moments to let the hole get used to his thick cock. Ric started with slow strokes with each one getting a little longer. As much as he knew a bare fuck would feel a lot better, it wasn't a terrible feeling. The ladder piercings seemed to be giving him some extra pleasure and every time they rippled over the outer ring, the tone in Devon's moans changed. After about ten minutes of fucking, he began to thrust faster. "Oh god yeah... That feels so good... I haven't had a cock that thick in me for a long time..." Devon moaned out. Ric laid on Devon's back, rolling his hips for a couple minutes until he pushed up on to his feet and crouched behind Devon. A push on Devon's muscled shoulders and Ric was now in a position to drill faster. He only lasted a few more minutes before he felt the latex give way on his inward thrust. Ric remembered that these were the condoms for the client that was looking for a broken condom scene. He knew they weren't as strong as the ones he usually used for clients that wanted them, but it was all he had. He stopped immediately, yelling out "FUCK!" "What?" Devon asked. "The condom broke. Just a sec... Let me get another one" Ric said as he slowly pulled out. The latex had ripped in the middle from the piercings squeezing through the Devon's sphincter. With another condom on and lubed, Ric pushed back in. The brief feeling of Devon's chute on his bare cock had felt really good, but he went back to fucking him with his covered cock as quick as he could. The second one lasted ten minutes and shredded when Devon started working his ass ring around Ric's shaft. "Shit! This one broke too" Ric said, slowly pulling out again. He pulled the remains off his cock and grabbed a third condom. By the time he had it on and covered in lube from another packet, he found Devon on his back with his legs pulled back. He added some more lube to the hole and slid in, looking back at Devon. The grin was still there, which surprised him. Broken condoms were a hassle to deal with and always killed the mood as far as Ric was concerned. "Ya know, most guys would have given up by now. The fact that you're trying to keep me safe is kinda hot. It shows you care about your partner" Devon said, dropping his legs down before wrapping them around Ric's body. "Now fuck me" he said. Ric did just that. The extra lube was helping him slide in easier and the expression on Devon's face told him that he was enjoying it. He leaned forward a little and felt the head of Devon's long, cut cock rubbing over the trail on his stomach with each thrust. He felt a thumb rub over his left nip and then the right one making him grunt and fight off shooting his load into the condom. Devon chuckled but didn't continue, opting for a longer fuck. "Oh... For fuck's sake!" Ric growled out several minutes later, after he shoved in a little deeper than he had before. Once again he froze and shook his head. He pulled back and there was just a ring of latex with a few shards hanging off it. Ric ripped the ring of latex off his cock and reached for the last one. "Don't bother. I think it's a sign. I prefer it bare anyway" Devon said. "You sure?" Ric asked and watch Devon nod 'yes' as he moved back in position. He wasn't going to ask twice, wanting to feel the bare chute gripping his cock to make up for the covered sex and the hassle of the broken condoms. Devon's legs wrapped back around him once he had slid his bare cock most of the way back in. The feeling was much better and his cock seemed to get harder. Ric's thrusts got harder too, not having to worry about the condom. "Oh god yeah! That's how I like it" Devon said when Ric started to drill him. Devon started to work his ass around Ric's cock like he had earlier. Without the condom limiting his speed and depth, Ric plunged in deep until his hips were planted on Devon's butt. A loud growl filled the room followed by Devon crying out "FUCK!" Ric grinned back at him and pulled back slowly a few inches before shoving back in. Ric felt Devon's body quiver around him but his grin quickly came back. He began driving in and out building up speed and occasionally bottoming out. Several minutes later Ric felt the cum start to rise and knew he wouldn't last much longer. Devon's legs were still wrapped around him, following his body with each stroke. "About to cum... gotta pull out" Ric said breathlessly. "Nope" Devon replied and tightened the grip with his legs. The pressure only let Ric drive in one last time before his cock began to pulse, shooting ropes of cum into Devon's unprotected cunt. "Aaahhhh fuck yeah!" Devon moaned out as the load filled his gut. Once Ric's orgasm ended, he looked down and saw the grin still plastered over Devon's face. He pulled free before crawling next to him and stretching out, looking over his sweaty, smooth body. "Damn that was hot. You don't fuck with condoms much, do you?" Devon asked. "As little as possible. Why?" Ric replied. Devon chuckled before saying "You looked a lot more comfortable when you went bare and the sex got a lot better." "Well, I was trying to make sure they didn't break. My size and the piercings tend to make em tear. This was a new brand I got, too" Ric said. "Toss em. They suck" Devon replied, laughing. "I dumped a big load in you. It's been a few days since I emptied them" Ric said. "Yeah it was. I love feeling a guy cum in me. That's why I wouldn't let you pull out" Devon said. "But it's a poz load. Pretty viral too" Ric said. There was a couple seconds of silence before Devon replied "If shit happens, it does. Now that I know what your condom and bare fucks are like, I think I'll take it bare every time." Ric sat up and laid against the padded headboard, pulling Devon between his legs so his back was resting on Ric's chest. A few minutes of nothing but two guys breathing and Ric's hands stroking over Devon's sweaty chest was broken by Ric asking "What's the deal with your date last year? It sounded like he wasn't much fun." Devon closed his eyes and sighed. "I didn't want to go alone again after the first year. I waited too long and the gay guys I knew all had plans" he said, pausing and breathing deep. Devon continued "I hired a guy." His head dropped and Ric could tell he was ashamed of admitting it. "It sounds like you hired the wrong guy. Did you enjoy any of it?" Ric asked. Devon's head tilted up and turned back to Ric, surprised at his accepting response. "Not really. He couldn't dance. He barely spoke to anyone. He ate like a gorilla and drank like he was an extra in Animal House. The worst part was that he couldn't keep it up. He gave decent head and swallowed my load, that's about it" he said, shaking his head. "That sucks. Now I understand some of the comments from earlier" Ric said, stroking Devon's chest. A few seconds later Devon asked "You really think it was OK to hire a guy like that?" Ric chuckled. He wasn't going to tell Devon who he really was waiting for earlier. "Of course. That's what escorts are for, right? It might be for a social thing that you need someone to join you, or it might just be for sex. Maybe both. Someone good won't embarrass you like the guy you found last year" he said. "Yeah. I kinda took the first guy I could find. I had never done anything like that before" Devon replied. "I take it you're out to your fraternity?" Ric asked, trying to get the conversation away from escorting. "Oh yeah, out to everyone. I think they were surprised that I interviewed them more than they did me when I pledged. I told them right away and wanted to know if it was a problem before I went any further. They've been pretty good. I get to bitch slap them when anyone makes an inappropriate comment. It also got me on the pledge committee. I guess they want to grow from the queer and non-white community. I've met a lot of people from it. Hopefully the connections and experiences help when I try to get into med school" Devon said. They kept talking and a while later they heard a sound from the door. "Shit. The guy I'm sharing the room with is back. I guess Calvin didn't score with the girl he was hitting on" Devon said. Neither moved, Ric figuring there wasn't much point to it - he wasn't going to hide in the bathroom. "Damn, this room smells of sex. At least one of us got lucky" Calvin said. "No luck with the Delta you were hitting on?" Devon asked, still laying in Ric's arms. "The fuckin tease dragged it on all evening and then said she was saving herself for marriage right at the end. People still do that shit? Now my balls are blue and the party's over" Calvin whined. Ric was watching Calvin, trying to see how comfortable he was with two naked gay guys laying in a bed together. "Are you trying to rebound after the guy last year? This one isn't your usual type" Calvin asked. Both Ric and Devon laughed. "I guess I should introduce you guys. Ric, this is Calvin. He's half of our social committee. He likes the party but not the planning part" Devon said. "Dick" Calvin said, smiling afterward. "Hey" Ric said, giving Calvin a wink. He figured that Calvin was straight, but must be comfortable around a couple naked gays. "Mind if I watch you guys and try and stroke one out? Or are you done?" Calvin asked. Ric chuckled, finding the request really strange. Devon however didn't say anything. He rolled over on his knees and got on all fours, looking back at Ric first and then over at Calvin. When he looked back at Ric again, Devon said "I was hoping for round two." Ric leaned forward on to his knees and took his spot behind Devon. He dripped some spit on Devon's still cummy hole, gave his cock a couple strokes and pushed back into Devon's hole. A loud moan filled the room once again. His strokes got harder and yet Devon was pushing back into them. When their bodies slapped together Calvin would look over. Ric noticed that Calvin was having problems getting his cock fully hard. He wondered if the idea of watching two guys fuck in front of him was a lot more erotic than actually doing it. "You ever have a guy blow you?" Ric asked Calvin shook his head no. His cock was still laying in his hand, only partially hard. "Come on over here. Devon has a really talented tongue. It doesn't make you queer to let a guy suck you to see what it feels like. Gay guys give much better head than women, in my experience anyway" Ric said. When Calvin didn't move, he added "What happens in this room stays here, so don't worry about anyone finding out." Calvin came closer and then inched his way to Devon's open mouth. Ric slowed his pace, plowing his bare cock into the load he'd planted earlier and Devon stopped rocking back. Ric watched and once his cock had a pair of lips around it, Calvin closed his eyes. His body started to sway back and forth a minute later and Devon's mouth worked its magic. Ric saw a few different reactions from Calvin and he figured it was from something that Devon did. Slowly Calvin's nervousness faded and Ric began to fuck harder again. A loud gasp came from Calvin and Ric wondered if it was the first time his cock had ever felt a throat grip it. When Calvin wrapped his hand around the back of Devon's head, Ric knew that he was now getting into it and experiencing a blowjob unlike any he had ever had. He moved a little closer and seconds later Devon was now fucking himself back on Ric's shaft and forward on to Calvin's. Ric watched Calvin open his eyes, realizing what he was actually doing. He looked down at Devon sucking him and then back at Ric fucking Devon. Ric started to drive in harder and Calvin did the same. Soon, Devon stood still, taking dick into each end. Ric knew Calvin was close and a moment before he began to shoot, Ric told him calmly "Don't pull out. Leave it just inside his lips and feed him your load." Calvin looked shocked at Ric's comment but did as he was told. Watching him shoot his load into Devon's mouth triggered Ric's own orgasm. He buried his cock past the inner ring and fired off a half dozen shots. The three stood there motionless, waiting for everyone to recover. Calvin looked embarrassed, surprised at what horniness combined with alcohol would allow him to do. "Balls feelin better, Cal?" Devon asked as he licked his lips. "Uh, yeah. Thanks" he replied, slowly backing away. Ric laid back on the bed and Devon turned around, licking the cum from his cock. A few minutes later, Devon was laying next to him. "Fuck, that was hot. I haven't done anything like that before. I've just seen shit like that in porn" Devon said. "Sometimes you just have to try new stuff and see if you like it. Uh, you doing OK over there, Calvin?" Ric asked, seeing Calvin sitting on the other bed, still stunned. "Yeah... I just can't believe how good that felt. If I did that to a woman she'd beat my ass" Calvin replied. "Not all. There's some that get into it. And not all gay guys like it either. But now you know of another way to drain your balls" Ric said. A few minutes later, Ric added "I hate to fuck and run, but it's late and I need to get home. Thanks for the fun evening." He got up and found his clothes, putting them back on. Ric grabbed the last condom packet and dropped it into the trash can before saying "See you at class on Thursday, Devon" and walked out the door. -- The following day, Ric was walking to his next class and felt his work phone vibrate in his backpack. He pulled it out and there was a message from the client he was supposed to meet the night before. "Sorry, I got tied up with work last night. Can we reschedule for tonight?" he texted. Ric sighed and shook his head before tapping out "Sorry, my time is very limited. I have a strict no-show policy and you didn't have the courtesy of letting me know you wouldn't be able to make the appointment. You will need to find someone else." He hit send before he stuffed the phone back into his pack and continued off to class.

When i’ w been at SBN I’ve had guys come up behind me - I’m generally bent over ass out - and whisper as they finger me, I figure the finger tells it all, they scoop out a little and then they can’t wait to get their cocks in my sloppy hole. And just after a guy had loaded me there is about a minute or so when you know someone was watching and got really horny with my ass opened and just creamed, they slip in straight away, my ass still dribbling from the last guy. Best times are when the universe lines up and you get 5 or 6 enjoying the warm creaminess and openness of my ass

Found a guy on Grindr who lives just down the street from me. The pics he sent don't do his cock justice. It's massive! With some patience and persistence, we got it all the way inside me. I could actually feel his load filling up my hole, a first for me. I made moaning sounds I didn't know were humanly possible, lol.

You won't have the willpower, not if you took 6 more loads after him that night. You're a cheating slut who loves anon raw cock and loads. just keep us updates.. oink oink.

Used rubbers. Never thought to try it until I read a story years ago.

Fuck man, no need to make any apologies - the story is great and has energized my lazy butt to at least hose my hole out in case I can be as lucky as this guy ! As for having to head in to work, be glad you had to-- could you imagine the effects if you were working from home on a Zoom call and accidentally posted one of these chapters up instead of the 3rd quarter financials ?? lol

lol, if you go on a hookup app, and then let a guy put his bare cock in your ass, just the head to see how it feels, you have consented imo. If you say no and actually stop, then that's a hard no and it should stop. That didn't happen here. Totally consensual breeding , and just to confirm that is what you wanted you let 6 more men breed you. You will definitely open the app on the next trip, just to check things out, and say yes to the first guy who wants to breed you. Been there, done that. It's an amusing game to watch yourself play.

caitlin hopped up on a table and rifled through her clutch. "there you are..." she mumbled, fishing out her last cigarette, she tucked it between her full lips and pulled out her cellphone as she took a breather. Tina was always her go to, but it was rude not to to share with her fun new friends. taking a drag, she flipped through her texts and gasped to see tuckers virgin pussy full of...cock? "that slut..." she thought, knowing full well Trissa was back to her usual tricks. spinning and draining nice young boys was fun, but trissa took the art to a whole other level. she consumed them in ways they would never dream of as she remembered bits and pieces of her own session with the dominatrix. a few drinks at one of her parties turned into a night strapped into a sling, her body secured solely for pleasure as she sank into a haze of various drugs. trissa cradled the girls head, comfortingly stroking her breasts and brow while a seemingly endless army of well endowed men slipped quietly between her thighs and into her open sex. she couldnt recall any of the big details, but remembered the warm encouragement she received as her body welcomed each mans seed. "roll your pretty hips" the buxom ebony goddess would whisper, and of course, Caitlin obeyed. "make him cum inside you pretty girl, you can do it..." the sing-song approval was all she needed, and with a dopey grin she grunted along as the next cock released its precious warm gift. "squeeze the nice big dick and milk it dry now, the cum is good for you." Caitlin remembered performing the routine over and over, feeling proud, warm, and good as each flared cockhead pierced her sticky folds. by the end of the night, she was an almost dominating participant in each breeding, her dripping hot cunt obediently sucking seed as trissas soft words whispered delights about how good she took the load, how deep each cock was breeding, and her new gift. she remembered how easily trissa made it for her to accept her conversion. smiling and finishing her smoke, she made a mental note to make sure tucker learned to play nice with the boys too as she set her phone aside and made her way back to the skinny tweaked boy with the big fat cock. Lucy writhed below the teens frame as she mewed and moaned from orgasm to orgasm, the boys alabaster fuck stick pistoned perfectly into the girls slender little body. Dylan turned to meet caitlins approving gaze as he squinted in confusion. He searched desparately for his train of thought, but couldnt remember anything more than Caitlin saying she would look for something. "did you..find it?" he panted curiously, slowing mid thrust in the creamy pink cunt. "find what baby?" caitlin smiled warmly as she waited for the boys mind to catch up. "i...i dunno..." he mumbled in disdain. "its okay baby boy..." caitlin pouted as she laid her hand against Dylans lower back and gently pushed. "go on now...stroke into her and make it cum. finish up inside her nice and deep..." Caitlin delighted as her fuck toy mindlessly obeyed and returned to breeding his girlfriends sticky hot cunt in full strokes. the boyscout and the good girl were a distant memory now as Dylan thrust magnificently into Lucy unleashed a gutteral groan, delivering hot potent splash after splash of his virgin teenage seed into her as she bucked her hips against him and greedily came on the boys delicious prick. "theres my good girl. make him give you all of it...fill that pretty tummy full of hot fresh cum...see how good you feel inside now?" caitlin watched lucy hungrily nod as she stroked her petite athletic abdomen in slow gentle circles. she delighted in seeing Dylan thrusting and panting, depositing a thick deep pool of baby batter in the girls unprotected body. as Dylan gently began to pull back caitlin held him, trapping a few inches of him inside as caitlins fingers softly began stroking his girlfriends clit. "oh!" Lucy's eyes show open in surprise as she looked down to see another woman fingering her juicy pink clit. Caitlins fingers seemed to know every inch of her body intimately as she surrendered herself to the girls relentless, forbidden touch. What was once a plucky naive girl on a movie night date had turned into a hot, carnal young beast riding toward a symphony of orgasm as she happily stirred Dylans cock inside her, mindlessly working his teenage jizz into her body with each thrust against him. "thats my girl, i just love playing with this hot sticky little clit Lucy. Doesnt it make you feel nice?" Caitlin smirked as she pushed the girl into another sweat soaked orgasm against her will. "those big raw cocks are so good arent they lucy..." Caitlin hissed and teased as she worked her at the edge of madness for nearly a minute. "tell me whats inside you pretty girl...whats inside your tummy tonight?" caitlin sang to the bucking nymph. "big...raw cock..." lucy grunted through clenched teeth, drawing the boys cream up into her as the slender warm fingers alternately sped up and slowed down. "thats right sweetheart, its dylans big raw cock fucking you. breeding you...just like it should." Caitlin leaned down, her lips grazing against the writhing teens panting mouth. "such a good girl. legs open for mommy now, nice and wide...and let that soft little pussy cum for me..." Caitlin pressed her lips to the girls mouth and as she slid her tongue inside, relishing the spasming teen one last time. caitlin watched the two young lovers reluctantly separate themselves as she checked the time. the two kids were spinning nicely as she hustled them together and out the door without too much thought. The night was young, and a little sleepover was exactly what she had planned for the two. "you two are such a cute couple" caitlyn remarked from the front seat as the two doe eyed teens stared off into space. from the rearview she caught a glimpse of dylan hungrily pawing at his cock through his pants, no doubt still hungry for more cunt.

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."

I was out and about a while back when I started feeling horny. I was toying with an idea for a while. Something that would get the other persons heart pounding too. On this night i contacted a Brazilian shemale escort who was on bbrt at that time. She was a thick 9 incher with a skinny body and bid tits. I knew for some time she was a party girl and a bareback fucker. I also know she had lived in Thailand for a while. I told her I was out with a friend and we were both drunk. I said he was straight and had never taken any chems before but was interested in trying G and T with a "professional" lady. . She agreed to meet him 1 2 1 and see how things panned out. amd agreed not to mention she was a ladyboy until he was high. Little did she know I was that "straight guy" and she was in my trap. I sent her my number and told her I would get him to call her. I told her I was going to a sauna and wished her a good night I called her a few minutes later and explained I had been given her number by a good friend. She said she was expecting my call and asked If I wanted to party. I said yes and she text me her address. I arrived and she buzzed me up. I was rock hard and my chest was pounding because of the charade. When she opened the door I was blown away. She was slim, beautiful and I spied a little bulge. We made our way into the bedroom. She gave me a little kiss and told me to relax. I gave her a donation and she left for a few minuets. I looked around the room. I could see poppers, various sized dildos from small to holy fuck. She returned with a little tray with a drink to relax me. I downed the aloe vera drink and noticed the tell tale after taste. It was strong, she hadnt gone easy, she clearly wanted me relaxed high and loose. Once again she kissed me left again and told me to relax. I stripped to my boxers and noticed a discussion going on in the other room. I assumed whoever was in there didnt approve of her taking advantage of me. She returned again with the same tray. This time was different. There was a small clear bag, a glass pipe and a lighter. She asked me if I knew what it was, I played dumb and asked if it was G...she smiled, pulled me close and kissed me for about 30 seconds. She prepared everything for me. She explained how to breath and when to exhale. She sparked it up. When it began to evaporate she siad "slowly inhale" I sucked back for about 10 or 15 seconds. "Wait" she said after about 15 seconds she told me to exhale....instant nirvana. The G I had taken earlier started kicking in. I slightly exaggerated the reaction to maker her feel I was a helpless virgin in her control. She kissed me again, deeper this time. My cock was rock hard. She felt it and smiled. She repeated this multiple times. She said I needed more to relax. When she was satisfied she told me to take a shower I showered wile trying not to fall over. Her G was strong or the dose was high. When I was finished I walked naked back to the bedroom. I saw her in the living room with a bi Brazilian guy who I found out later owns the place and is letting her stay with him for sexual servicing. They were preparing to slam each other. They noticed me looking and I kept walking into the bedroom. The pipe and lighter were still there so I hit it hard as I could waiting for her to return. A little while the guy came out and asked me how I was doing with a big smile. I gave him a thumbs up. He said he loved hairy guys blew me a kiss and stumbled back into the living room. I expected to hear them fucking any minute but she returned to me with another drink and a big kiss. She was high as a kyte and rock hard but i pretended not to notice. I downed the drink and she took me to the bed and started kissing me deeply. We chatted and kissed. I talked to her about a recent holiday to Thailand and mentioned I wanted to go back alone, having gone with a friend before. She took off her bra. We continued to kiss and she asked me why i wanted to go back to thailand. I said i dont know, maybe to meed a thai ladyboy or get a massage. She smiled and told me she is a ladyboy. Still acting I asked her what she meant. She stopped sissing me, moived back and pulled out her huge cock. I joked that she tricked me and my friend tricked me. I sat up and kissed her. She went into horny overdrive and kept kissing me and rubbing my cock. She then sterted rubbing my asshole lightly as she moved down to start sucking me off. She sucked my cock and licked my asshole for a few minutes then stopped. She gave me the pipe and left the room. I sucked deep and blew clouds. She ruturned with a blindfold and retrived stockings from her drawer. She asked if it was ok as she started to tie me spread eagle. I was so high at this time i could barely spoke. She kissed me and left the room. She quickly returned but i could hear whistering in the background of the music. She kissed me repeatedly switching from kissing me to sucking my cock. She told me to focus and she would hold the pipe for me. I followed her instruction. I also felt my arm being tied at the elbow. "OK now" she said. I slowly inhaled my deepedt one yet. "Hold it" she said. I helf my breath as long as i could. As i was exhaling i could feel the band around my elbow being released and a warm feeling throughout my whole body. My feet and hands were untied as i curled up in the foetal position...it was my forst slam and it was a huge one. I felt nausea for a minute and was unable to speak. I tried to lift myself but my arms crumpled beneath me. I lay on the bed blindfolded. I could feel her kisses on my lips , his mouth around my cock and his fingers in my ass. This was the begining of a 2 day session. Let me know if you want to know more...

I have always wanted to go to a pride event but never had the chance to but this year i was going to make it. I looked at videos online at many hot encounters there and i knew i needed to experience it for myself. I tried to see if what i truly wanted would be there and i didn't see a whole lot of chatter on your basic site about it but then i was able to see a site that held all the answers i needed to hear. I clicked the link i saw and was brought to a chat room for poz and chaser guys talking about going to pride this year and where to meet up for any fun there. I learned that the host of the chat room was going to be setting up a booth at the parade as a seemingly ordinary tent selling lube toys gear ect. and will be having a privacy tent set up behind his booth that will be for any poz fun to be had. He said that there are no rules that say he has to tell anyone that there will be mostly poz guys there that will be on them to plan ahead and follow the guidelines that any event like this sets out. I kept reading the setup he will be having and all i needed to know to find him was to look for the scorpion stickers that will be on the legs of his booth and i will know i came to the right place. He said the fee to use his privacy area would just be $5 and anyone with a biohazard or scorpion tattoo got in for free. well having neither yet i made sure to have the money for it and then i started to chat with some of the other guys in the chatroom letting them know what i wanted to happen on my first pride event. I let everyone know i was neg but i truly wanted that to be a thing of the past and i wanted as many poz unmedicated and high strained loads as i could up my ass by the end of the day. I told them i was 23 6ft3 and weighing 200 pounds of muscle with a 7 inch cock and a virgin hole since i mostly top and i posted a few torso dick and ass pics to grab everyones attention. i got allot of attention after that and the guys were telling me how happy that on my first pride event that i wanted to convert so badly. Apperently it even grabbed the attention of the chat leader because he messaged me privatly. Him "hey boy how's it going?" Me "very good sir just looking forward to going to pride for the first time and making sure to go to your booth to get what i want." Him "that's why i wanted to talk to you about son i always have a star boy in my tent and i always look to see who wants to be that boy and i figured since it is your first time here i would ask you." It took me les than a second to say yes to him. That's great to hear boy now do you have a ride and a place to stay overnight? i told him i was only thinking of going during the day and hadn't thought of staying overnight since you have to reserve ahead of time for hotels and it was now the week of pride. Hell if you want to you could stay in my hotel overnight if you want to but be warned the sex isn't going to stop at just my tent so if you want to be ready for an all night orgy. that got me excited and i told him i would love too stay with him there. great so here's the deal since you're going to be my special tent boy i am going to come get you and take you home the next day and of course there is no fee for you in my tent and i am going to sweeten this even further by giving you one of everything i am selling there at no charge and i am personally going to give you your first scorpion or biohazard tattoo of your choosing. i told him i was flattered and excited at this and i was very looking forward to pride. i gave him my address and he said he would be there the day before pride to get to the hotel before the event kicked off. after we signed off i laid in my bed thinking of how lucky i was and how excited i was for my first poz pride

That was fukkin horny buddy - got me hard. Kudos to your top -he knew how to dominate you. He'd decided right at the start that he was gunna breed your ass and he edged you every step of the way -just let me rub my helmet on your hole - aww you feel so good, let me just slide my helmet inside you - then - just half my cock -then he's deep inside you promising you he won't cum. He got you thinking with your ass - you were horny too and by then lacked the willpower to make him stop - he knew that so he seeded you. We're all men and driven by our cocks - once we start we gotta finish.

Couple of hours ago. my FB who i've written about several times now. i was going to the gym, but paused to clean out before going. It's Saturday evening and often empty. There's a Guy who's been flirting with me (i think lol) and you never know, so wanted to be prepared in case.... i have no idea if He's even gay or flirting, but He keeps showing off HIs body in front of me. i put my yellow jock on under my sweats after prepping. and my phone vibrated and my FB messaged me: "free RN?" FUck yeah. He was here in 10 minutes. Came in, casual talk, me naked and ass up as always. He straddles my legs and says: "i think i have 3 loads," and slides in. my hole offers no resistance as i moan and He opens me. He fucks, deep, hard, kisses my shoulders, which drives me wild. Such sweet, gentle kisses along with slamming deep into me. He doesn't let me know when He cums, He's been giving my ass some hards spanks, but i barely feel it i'm so caught up in His energy, pleasure.... mine too. When He pulls out and smiles, heading for the shower, i slide my finger in my opened hole, very creamy. i don't usually do this, but i smell and suck His cum off my finger. Damn, i am filled. THere's a wet spot on the bedspread. He asks for water, saying He's thirsty after that fuck. i dress back in my yellow jock and sweats. i don't think He knows what yellow means. He drives off and i go to the gym holding HIs cum inside. There's only 2 other people, the flirty guy isn't there. i start with glut extension. i always start with that, and am proud to have His load in me while i firm and shape my ass for Him, for Tops. i want it to be round and fuckable, inviting. i kept His load in me though my whole skinny white boy routine, still have it in me 5 hours after. i'm sleeping with His seed inside of me tonight, hope to absorb all of Him.

@hntnhole It’s more than the attachment. When a top is wanting to kiss they are bonding with me on some deeper level like we’re equals. I intend to be a hole the top is using to meet his need. Not a companion.

Yes, I bought one. Tried it on my dick but it is kind of too much irrirating on your dick in the beginning, because your dick is new ro it. I prefer to wear a real condom under i in the first part of the fucking I showed my fuckbuddy the cruel condom and he was very excited I really bought it and intend to fuck him with it We didn't do it yet.

I have some regular tops that can make me orgasm hands free, it comes down to how the top fucks you and has his head stimulating your prostate. You can have these if you use a prostate massager or dildo, it is just a matter of hitting your prostate at the right pressure not to soft not to hard, hard hurts. When you first try having a P-gasm it will feel like you need to pee this is normal, if you continue with that feeling you will eventually start to pre-cum followed up by orgasming. When I use a dildo I can make myself cum hands free everytime as I know how to hit my prostate.

I wish I had them all the time. I have them frequently enough that I feel blessed, but to be honest, my guy plumbing doesn't work. I've been seeing a doctor for ED since I was 16 because I don't get hard anymore, so anal orgasms are all I can have. Having said that, a good lay can leave me satisfied even if I don't have an anal orgasm. 🙂

LOVE this fetish. I too can almost cum from being humiliated and degraded for my small dick. Luckily I have some alpha buds who love doing this. One in particular is smaller overall than me - I'm 6'3 195 and he's 5'9 160 - but has a cock that's at least 8.5x6.5 hard and even soft hangs huge. We hit up this gym together that even still has totally open showers, and he makes me shower with him in front of other guys but won't let me cover up my dick at all. Last time he even quickly put on some bengay ointment that has menthol which made it shrink even more. Plus he makes me shower with my back facing the shower so my dick is always visible. Saw a couple guys glance and smirk recently. One even made the comment "at least you got a big ass" before laughing.

Expanding the subject matter just a bit - is there much difference between sucking off a Cock and swallowing it's load - and - taking a load up the gut, and then having it eaten out and snowballed into one's mouth? Seems to me the second option just doubles the bang for the buck.

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.

Gentlemen, I’m happy to remind you that I have won a gold medal 🥇 at every Wolrdwide International 7-continents Rimming Contest during the last 23 years. Many competitors have tried to unseat me … and seed me … but no one has come close. Seriously, it’s my favorite thing to do - and I’m damned good at it. I don’t just lick the crack and hole. That’s only the start. My duty when I eat your ass is to slowly open you up and get you to relax. Whether it’s with my tongue, my fingers, my dick, toys or a speculum, I want your hole to open up and relax. I want your lips to get swollen and puffy. I want to snake my my tongue into your hole, I want to reach the pink inside of your ass. I want to be able to flick the tip of my tongue and reach nerve endings you never realized you had. I don’t want to just simply make your eyes roll back in your head; I want your eyes to spin while I am servicing your ass. And then … I’ll climb on top and fuck you!

Anyone else really into having guys talk about how small your cock is? I’m hung SMALL—just a little over 3.5” hard. It really gets me off when guys talk about how much bigger they are than me (even an average cock looks like a porn star next to mine). I had one guy at the bathhouse tell me recently that he’s fucked women with bigger clits than my cock and that practically made me shoot my load right then. Just wondering if this is a common fetish, or the other way around (talking about a guy’s tiny cock)?

The wife needs to be tauGhT a lesson.

I can't believe I never thought of this. It makes so much sense. **(sigh)** well, better late than never 🙂 And I agree, I prefer to have a guy cum in my ass but if he cums in my mouth, I won't complain. I'm always grateful for a hot mouthful of cum.

Very hot

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lol, sigh damn carpets. This is why god made wood floors. i put my finger in the tip where the cum is, put the whole condom in my hole then push till it's inside out. if i have a choice, i always want cum in my hole vs eating it. it makes me crazy when a guy cums on the outside, i desperately want Him to put His orgasm and cum inside of me.

RIght? Probably not one devoted member of BZ that doesn't think condoms are cruel... all that semen wasted. And how many of us bottoms have found used condoms with seed in them and inserted them deep in our hole? (waves hand)

I learned from the very first day I joined that this was the rule, and it wasn't going to change. Crying, whining, bitching is not going to change the fact that you have to be a consistent poster in order to get some kind of relief. Continue to sign in, continue to PARTICIPATE and POST, don't just "like" a comment. The more you actively participate, the sooner you are free to post and enjoy the forum. I didn't like the rules at first, but once I understood it was nothing personal, everyone has to deal with the rules, I calmed down. Relax, post, your time will come.....just be patient.

I think everyone has different things that they think of as emotionally intimate. For me, kissing is a very basic sexual act that's tough to do without. It does have levels of intimacy, but it's the connection with the man that adds that, it's not intrinsically in the act of kissing itself. Some find being bred deeply intimate, for others its mindful touching, for others it's just being held. I think a much more likely culprit for the OP's experience with this man is internalized homophobia. It's not at all uncommon for same-sex attracted men to create arbitrary lines in their minds that keep them "straight" so long as they don't cross them. Many gay men's coming out stories have shown this dynamic. However he identifies, that this man used the word "dangerous" to describe kissing makes me think he's decided kissing is on the super-gay side of the line, which makes kissing a threat to his straightness. That way, provided he doesn't kiss a man, he can protect and maintain his "straight" identity. It's a form of bargaining that we do with ourselves as a way of rationalizing our behavior. For example, "No matter what I do with men, provided I don't kiss them or have feelings for them, I'm not gay. I'm just getting off with a mate." The human ability to rationalize our behavior to maintain our equalibrium cannot be underestimated.

Back in the day, there used to be a fantastic little bookstore in San Diego with several gloryholes. I remember a few times, I sucked so much cock and swallowed so much cum that I felt it sloshing around in my belly. We're talking 30-40 loads, easily. Mmmmmmm, I miss those gloryholes - all that variety of cock - white guys and black guys and latinos and asians and navy guys and gay guys and closeted guys...

Chapter 8 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. The Kid’s cock was semi-hard and was swinging between his legs leaking copious amounts of precum. One of the guys reached under the Kid and stared milking his cock. The Kid instinctively arched his back allowing the guy fucking him to get in deeper. The guy that was up the Kid’s ass said “ Christ ! His hole opened up and swallowed my cock then clamped down on it like a vise “. He also said “ This Kid’s ass is unbelievable “. The Other guy that was in his mouth said “ You should feel his mouth, he opened his throat when I went in “. The one guy that was up the Kid’s ass said “ I want to take this Kid home and enjoy myself all night, and the next day “. The Kid was enjoying himself and hearing how good he was doing wanted to get make the guys enjoy it even more and stared working both ends to give the guys more pleasure. Another guy came in to the clearing and heard some of this and when over to the Handler and said he didn’t have long but wanted to get a piece of the Kid’s ass. The guy had a cutoff shirt and shorts on. The two of them talked for a minute and came to an agreement and the guy was waiting his turn to work the Kid’s ass. The Guy in Kid’s mouth started grunting and then unloaded his second load of the night. The Kid choked a little but was determined to suck him through his climax and give him the best blow job he ever got. When the guy was done and started to pull out the Kid grabbed the guy by the butt cheeks and held him in his mouth, making sure he got every drop. The Kid moved one of his hands so that his fingers could massage the guy’s brown hole. The Guy stopped him and said “ You really want to get more but I am done for a while”. Seeing and hearing what the Kid was doing to the guy in his mouth got so excited that he stared to shake and went deep on several strokes. He was unloading his second cum od the night. He knew from experience that his second load was usually bigger and stronger. The Kid could feel every volley of cum that was being shot in his ass. He was using his muscles again to milk that cock of every drop. Between the excitement and the drugs hat were now at full strength in his body he was having a ball and didn’t want it to ever end. When the Guy pulled out of his mouth the Kid stared gasping for air and he was drenched in tine sweat. The guy in his ass stayed him for a bit trying to let some piss flow but he was to tried and even though the Kid’s young ass still had a firm grip on the cock embedded in his spun ass he eventually had to pull out. Partially because he was tired, and he also wanted to give the new guy a turn. When the guy pulled out the Kid felt a cool breeze enter his ass. He also noticed how empty he felt. Even though he was spun he wouldn’t have minded more drugs shoved up his ass or another hit on that magic pipe. A guy that was off to one was slowly jerking his smaller cock and watching the action the Kid was getting said this is really hot and I am about to shoot a five-day load. The handler said “ Don’t waist it, come over and Load this Kid, he will need a bit more lube in his ass to get him ready for what is coming next “. With that the guy went behind the Kid and aimed his cock at the sloppy hole pushed him self into the Kid’s quivering ass. The handler saw the wedding ring on the guy and had a devilish thought. He didn’t know if the guy partied any but tonight he was going to get a taste of it. He dipped a finger into his baggie and coated it with some of the ground up tina. The guy was straing to shake when the handler walked up behind the married guy, he asked him “ You want a finger up that ass ‘? The guy replied “ God yes “. The guy had no idea what he was about to get but the handler opened the married guys cheeks, spit on the hole and took a clean finger stared massaging the tight browney in front of him, teasing the orifice. The Kid hearing this and feeling that tickle at his opening caused from the guys cock, arched his back and bowed his legs allowing more access to his nether regions. The Handler took his meth covered finger and pushed it up the married guy’s ass. He stared twisting and turning his finger to make sure the drug would be packed in the married guy’s rectum.

**hey guys thanks for all your comments. glad you're liking it so far. drew is just getting started on justin's seduction.** Part 4 Drew had grabbed my hand and led me from the couch to his bedroom. He had me take a couple more hits of the fuck smoke as he sucked on my neck and nibbled my earlobe. My dick had never been so hard and needing to nut! “That's it, daddy,” he whispered in my ear as I exhaled my second hit. “Take that smoke in and let it help you let go and give in. It always makes me so damn horny. Is it making you horny too, daddy?” I moaned lustfully as I ran my hands down his toned naked sweaty back. “Hell yeah it is! Making me hornier than I've ever been.” Drew ran his tongue lightly over my lips and pulled his face back looking into my eyes. “Horny enough to want to fuck me, Justin? Horny enough to slide your hard cheating married cock into my boyhole and fuck me til you cum?” “Yes! Oh yes please!” I begged, having silenced the voices in my mind telling me earlier I couldn't do this. At this moment all I wanted was to give this hot young seductive stud what he wanted from me – my hard cock and cum. Drew had grinned with a look of hunger in his eyes and pushed me back onto his bed so I was flat on my back with my rigid throbbing boner swaying in the air. He got on the bed and straddled my waist lighting the pipe once again. Taking a huge hit he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, using his tongue to coax my lips to open, and then blew the smoke into my mouth. Surprised by this I instinctively inhaled drawing more of the white smoke into my brain and blood. Suddenly we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, moaning into each other. As we continued deep kissing I was only slightly aware of Drew's hand reaching behind him and taking hold of my cock. He stroked it slowly up and down a few times before breaking our kiss. He rose up just barely from my hips and moved barely backward and I felt my dripping cockhead touch the heat of his eager hole. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your hard raw cock inside me and fuck the hell out of your boy's ass! Please fuck me!!” Saying that he pushed back and down and I felt a warmth and wetness I'd never known envelope my cockhead and a couple inches of the shaft. We both moaned loudly as I moved deeper inside his body, his ass almost pulling me in. “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my gawd your ass feels so good, so wet!” Drew ran his hands across my sweating chest as we both felt my balls rest against his ass cheeks. “And your dick feels fucking amazing daddy! So hard and thick. Filling me up.” He rubbed my stiff pointed nips and I arched my back in response nudging my cockhead further into his chute. “Oh yeah! Give it all to me daddy! You like my ass around your cock, Justin? Is it better than fucking pussy?” “So much better baby! So tight and sweet. I can't believe how great your ass feels!” Drew leaned down and gave me a brief kiss then raised back up running his hands over his smooth body looking intently at me. “Then let's fuck daddy!” he growled as he raised up off my cock until just the head rested inside, then slammed down on the full length of my shaft. And with that Drew began fucking himself on my cock, eventually rolling onto his back so I could slam deep and hard into his hole. Over the next hour-plus he showed me sexual pleasures I could not have imagined before meeting him. As I told him I was about to cum inside him for the 3rd time he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around me and answered, “Hell yes daddy! Give me another hot thick load of your married cum! You want to breed me again with your cheating horny cock don't you daddy? Tell me how hot it is giving your cock and cum to someone besides your wife!” I pounded harder into him, my rhythm all but disappearing. “Yes, yes it is fucking hot and so damn good boy! Here it cums baby! Take my married cum again in your guts where it belongs!” I thrust forward one more time and unloaded another load in this jock's hole, a load that felt as big as the first one I gave him. Spent and covered in sweat I pulled out of him and lay there for a few minutes. Rousing myself I started getting dressed telling Drew I had to get home. I had been gone way longer than usual and my wife was going to be worried..or pissed. As he walked me to his front door Drew kissed me softly on the lips and softly said, “I hope she won't be mad at you Justin. But even if she is, it was worth it wasn't it?” I nodded and said “Yes” as I heard the door close behind me and I got my bike and headed home. (more soon)

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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.

WEEBLE AND WICOMB Assmunch was on a tear trying to keep all the guys movin to clean up the barracks before clear out. I didn’t mind much cuz I wanted to get out of there too so I could spend the rest of the day with Wicomb. I gotta say though I kept findin my eyes goin to Assmunch’s friend Kevin. Now that was a nice piece of man right there. He looked a little uncomfortable in those tight slacks and white dress shirt that didn’t hide nothin of what he had goin on. But that hair, and those dreamy eyes, eyes almost as nice as Wicomb’s. I was used to seein muscles, hell Sleeper and Zeus were damn near perfect, but somethin bout seein ‘em move in tight fabric like Kevin had on was so fuckin distractin. Nice meaty bulge too, not like I was starin or nothin. It was just, well… there, ya know? Hard to miss was all. It would be easy for a civilian to seem awkward or out of place, but Kevin wasn’t none of that, just walkin around easy as you please like he belonged. When the brothers teased him about his hair he just gave ‘em an easy grin like he didn’t care. Whatever he said back was too low to hear, but it made the brothers smile or laugh. Just comfortable in his own skin, I guess he was. Sorta like Assmunch. Some guys just knew who they were and that was that, with nothin to prove. That was easy for big guys like Kevin. “He’s definitely something, isn’t he?” I heard Wicomb say. I froze like a mama deer hearing a twig snap. “Relax, Victor.” He continued, puttin a hand on my shoulder. “I’ve been checking him out too. He’s got a lot to look at.” I glanced back at him, still uncertain if I was caught doin somethin bad. Lookin was one thing, but I had to try to remember if I had gone over the line. Wicomb chuckled. “Bud, you don’t have to worry. It’s cool.” Damn. He definitely caught me. Crap. I wondered if he figured out I liked guys. That was gonna ruin everythin. It was one thing to do Wicomb a favor for bein nice to me on that trip to North Carolina, and a whole nother thing for him to think I was gay. If he figured it out he probably wouldn’t want to be my friend. I felt a panic start to crush my chest. “Hey, I gotta ask Assmunch somethin, you mind strippin my bunk? I’ll be right back.” I rattled out in a rush. Wicomb looked confused. “Uh, sure bud.” I couldn’t walk away fast enough. I wasn’t lookin for Assmunch, I needed a quiet corner to get myself under control. FUCK! Okay, no more lookin at no one, I gotta be cool. Just around Wicomb. The brothers didn’t care or even notice if I stared at them. Sleeper kinda loved it actually, gettin stared at when he shook that butt of his. I swear he made his dick and balls flop around on purpose when he walked around naked. He’d stretch or yawn while he was standing naked in front of you, darin you to drink in an eyeful. He drove me fuckin crazy sometimes. I loved it. I guess I got too comfortable when none of the guys cared, and we all just accepted more than the usual examination by our brothers. Hell, when your platoon had an actual pissin for distance contest in the showers, then some of them went for a cum-shootin contest, no one cared who was lookin. Footlong even let us feel the weight of his big ole dick once, givin anyone who wanted to a chance to feel what a real big dick felt like. Just the once though, and I think he did it so the guys would just stop talkin about it. He seemed embarrassed by it. I think I’d have to explain to Wicomb. It honestly wasn’t no big deal. Sure Kevin was beautiful, but it was because he was exotic, you know, so different from the Bravos with his long wavy hair like a pro wrestler. “You good Weeble?” Shark asked when he passed me in the hall as I was leanin up against the wall slowin my breath down. I nodded. “Yeah, just had a moment. I’m good, brother.” Shark tilted his head and knitted his eyebrows together, fixin me with a hard stare. “If you’re lying, I’m going to beat it out of you. You’re either good, or you speak up, got it?” It was the concern in his voice that finally relaxed me. My brother would be there for me if I needed it. Just knowing that…well it made me NOT need it, if that makes any sense at all. I smiled. “Yeah Shark, thanks. I’m good now.” He nodded. “Just so you know, it’s when you don’t smile that we know. And we know your fake smile too. Any one of us will have your back, bro. You just pick one of us.” Fuck these were just the best guys. “Thanks for that. I love you, brother.” Shark reached out and pulled my head into a quick arm lock. I felt a kiss on the top of my skull. “I love you too, brother. Get back to your friend. He’s standing there looking like an idiot.” Well, shit, I couldn’t go back bawlin like a baby so I dried the tears before they could fall out of my eyes. I knew walkin back that I’d have to tell Wicomb. If he was the guy I thought he was, or who I hoped he would be, then it wouldn’t matter and he’d still be my friend. If he didn’t understand, then I figured I had plenty of better men in my brotherhood to be friends with. It was kinda funny how we all just tracked each other with part of our attention all the time. We knew immediately when somethin was out of the ordinary. Yeah, my Brothers were all I really needed, if it came down to it. The words sounded good, but I knew it would hurt if that happened, just like it always had. I took a breath before walkin back into the bay. Wicomb knew the barracks drill and my beddin was nowhere to be found, already deposited in the canvas laundry cart sittin at the end of the bay with an Army green AIRBORNE B1A stenciled on the fabric. He’d even rolled my mattress. I walked up with a smile. “Well that brought back all sorts of unpleasant memories.” He said. I guess he was talkin about the clear out. I saw Wanker across the way sittin on Bootlicker’s shoulders shovin who knows what crap up into the ceiling and replacing the ceiling tile. Those two were always up to somethin but they had each other. It seemed like they each found somethin they needed in the other one. But Bootlicker was the boss of all that, whatever it was. “What are they doing?” Wicomb whispered in my ear, throwin his really good feelin arm over my shoulders. I shrugged. “Secret Bootlicker stuff. We don’t ask. Assmunch might know.” “So, all of you have nicknames?” He asked. “Yup, it kinda just happened early on. A couple of the guys started it the first week, and after our first Barracks Bitch Saturday everyone had a nickname. A couple changed along the way, like Assmunch, but most stuck that first week.” I answered. “So what’s yours? Killer? Pit bull? The TERMINATOR?” He emphasized that last one dramatically with an Arnold accent. I laughed. “We don’t have no names like that, it’s all just fun. I’m Weeble.” “Wait…what’s Barracks Bitch Saturday?” Wicomb interrupted. I wasn’t sure how far to go to explain, and was saved by Sleeper in all his glorious nakedness. I saw Wicomb give Sleeper a long, slow once over while Sleeper waited patiently for Wicomb’s eyes to stop roamin. A cocky grin was plastered on his incredible face. “Damn.” I heard Wicomb say under his breath. “You should see Zeus. He’s a BIG GODDAMN when you see him naked.” Sleeper said. “Barracks Bitch Saturday was our only night without the fucking Sarges breathing down our fucking necks, so we had a party in the barracks. One brother got picked to be our slave, the unlucky fuck. Maybe Weeble can tell you about his turn at Barracks Bitch. I’d say you’ll find his second and last times the most noteworthy. Right Weeble?” I shot Sleeper a glare while his handsome prick face grinned with pretend innocence. “Well? What happened?” Wicomb asked. I scowled at Sleeper, who just winked at me. “I thought we weren’t tellin.” I said with a growl. Sleeper put his hands on his hips. “Oh, I think Wicomb can be trusted.” Then Sleeper’s grin dropped and a look passed over his face that I recognized from when I told them about what Delnick and Barnell had done to me. “You can be trusted, can’t you Wicomb?” What was happenin? A look passed between Sleeper and Wicomb. Just the tone in Sleeper’s voice caused the other Bravos within earshot to stop what they were doin and look over at us with a serious look. What the fuck was happenin? “Hey Sleeper, yeah, Wicomb’s good. It’s no big deal.” I said, tryin to smooth things over. “Victor…? What’s going on?” Wicomb asked softly, frozen in place. Sleeper stepped up close, pretty much pressin his naked body against Wicomb, and his eyes never left Wicomb’s face, they were exactly the same height. “Weeble means a fucking lot to us.” Sleeper said in a whisper no one else could hear. “Treat our brother with respect. He likes you, pretty boy, so If you’re just here to use him, fuck off or we’ll fuck you off.” And with that, Sleeper moved to the side and his face resumed its cocky grin. “The second time he was Barracks Bitch. That’s the best one. And Weeble? Tell him ALL of it, then you’ll know.” And then Sleeper walked away. “Hoooooly fuuuuuucckkkk.” Wicomb breathed out. “I’m sorry Wicomb, I didn’t know he was gonna do that.” I said, feelin really bad for Wicomb. That was a little mean of Sleeper, Wicomb hadn’t done nothin. “No, Victor. He’s right, and I’m glad you have guys like him to watch out for you. If I was more like Sleeper none of that bullshit back at Bragg would have happened to you. Look, let’s get this shit done so we can go somewhere and talk. I promise it’s nothing bad.” ****************************** ASSMUNCH Sleeper found me finishing up in the day room. He made me roll my eyes the way he just walked around dick out, shaking his perfect ass. I’m sure Kevin was loving every single minute of it. And Sleeper was loving every minute Kevin was loving it. I’d had Zeus get Tim and Kevin out of the bay before I sent Sleeper in to do his thing. I didn’t want them getting the wrong idea about Sleeper, or the Bravos. “You get it done, bro?” I asked my freeballing friend. Sleeper nodded. “Yup. It was exactly how you called it. Hunter Wicomb couldn’t take his eyes off all this foxyness.” He ran his hands over his chest and stomach. “Stone cold sex fox.” I gave him a slow blink and a deadpan look. “Yeah. Uh. Never do that again, ever. Or say those words. I will seriously puke on ‘all that foxy mess’. Ugh.” “FoxyNESS, you fucking asshole.” Sleeper laughed. Which cracked me up too. “I rubbed my dick on him. And I said something stupid.” I gave him a stare. “What did you say Sleeper?” The dick rubbing… well it wouldn’t be the first time Sleeper rubbed his dick on someone. I couldn’t figure out if he was marking them with his scent, or it was an insult, or some kind of dominance thing…whatever, if he was after you he was either going to teabag you or dick wipe you. Not important. Sleeper shrugged and had a sheepish look on his face. “Well he didn’t move back like I expected him to, so we were, like, dick to dick. And that kinda threw me so it didn’t quite come out like we talked about.” “WHAT. DID. YOU. SAY?” I swear to God I was going to grab his hanging nuts and yank them backwards up through his perfect ass crack in a nutsack wedgie. “Okay, well he did get the point, let me just say that first, okay?” He pointed both his index fingers at me like two pistols, thumbs cocked. “Message delivered and received.” Why the fuck was he drawing this out? “Say it.” “Okay, I said ‘Weeble means a fucking lot to us. Treat our brother with respect.” He paused. “That’s exactly what we talked about.” I didn’t see a problem. Sleeper looked down. “Um, yeah, well that’s where it went off the rails. I said ‘If you’re just here to use him you can fuck off or we’ll fuck you off.’ “Wha——“. I shook my head. “What the fuck does that even mean? We’ll fuck him off?” Sleeper cringed. “I know. I panicked. I think I called him a ‘pretty boy’ too.” I sighed. “Well you better hope we don’t have to follow through on that. If he was checking you out like you say, he has a much different idea of us fucking him off than you meant.” “I was trying to be clever like you.” I snorted. “You’re the pretty one, dumbass. Not the clever one.” His face changed into what I can only describe as a look of righteous victory. “YES! I’m the pretty one. You finally admit it. HA! Hey, you think my operator designation during ops can be Bravo Fox? That’d be so cool.” After which he turned about face and shook that perfect dumper all the way back down the hall while whistling some made up happy tune. “You’re fucking mental, you know that?” I called out to him as he strutted away. He flipped me the bird over his shoulder. And yeah, I watched those marble boulders of his amazing ass bounce until he turned the corner. *********************** We ended up at Wicomb’s hotel room off post. He wanted to get out of his uniform. I had my duffle and packed ruck with me so I put ‘em by the chair. Our Sergeant Airborne released us and after he gave orders to the randoms and holdovers, he told us Bravos we had four days liberty but we had to report back at 0500 Wednesday. I had nowhere to go. I hoped it was okay if I stayed with Wicomb until he went back to Bragg. “Victor?” Wicomb started as he came out of the bathroom. “I need to be honest with you.” “About what, Wicomb?” Wicomb grinned. “Hey bud, can you… call me Hunter? I mean, if you want to. I’d like that.” I smiled. “Sure Hunter. Wow that sounds weird.” He shook his head. “No, the way you say it, it sounds perfect. ‘Hunner’. It’s your southern accent.” He told me. It did sound weird though, to me. I’d always called him Corporal or Wicomb. But Hunter suited him too, it was a man’s name, strong. “Hunter. Hunter. Yeah, I like it.” I said, smiling up at him. “Do you think I could stay here with you Wic— uh, Hunter? I don’t have nowhere to go until I report back. I can pay you half for the room.” “Dude, don’t worry about it, okay? You can stay with me, and you don’t have to pay me half. ” Hunter Wicomb said. “Thanks, that’s real nice of you Hunter Wicomb.” Okay, I gotta stop that, that was way worse, his whole big name. “But…you only have one bed. I can rack on the floor, I got my bag. This’ll be fun! What do you want to do? I have liberty! Oh! I’m hungry! We just had MRE’s today. Hey, can we go to Burger King?” Wicomb held up his hands. “Slow down, bud! Sure, we can do anything you want. And you don’t have to sleep on the floor in your fart sack, bud. Geez, you really want to climb in that thing when you don’t have to?” I shrugged. “I’m used to it, it’s no big deal.” The truth was - I wasn’t sure if I should sleep in the same bed, I really wasn’t. I don’t know if I could sleep next to Wicomb all night just a few inches from his beautiful face. I probably wouldn’t sleep much. “Fuck. Here goes.” Wicomb said. “Victor, look, I um… shit! Victor, please don’t tell anyone what I’m about to say if I’m wrong, okay?” “I wouldn’t Hunter. You’re a good guy, you’re really nice. You’re my friend, right? I wouldn’t do that to a friend.” But now I was concerned. “Are you in trouble, Hunter? I can help. I know how to do stuff now.” If someone was messin with Wicomb well… I’d fuck ‘em off just like Sleeper said. I don’t know exactly what that meant, but I was pretty sure a beatin was in there somewhere. “No, bud, it’s nothing like that. Okay, I’m just going to say it. Please don’t hate me.” He took a deep breath. “Victor I’m gay, and I thought… well,” he paused. “I like you, Victor, a LOT. I understand if you aren’t. I mean, you’re such a bad ass, nothing stops you. I don’t even know how you got through infantry training but you did. I just thought that, you know… last time….” I was stunned. I had a million things goin through my head. “But you didn’t say anythin. After. Why Wicomb? If you had, it woulda changed everythin.” I should have been happy, right? And I was, truly really. I just wanted to know. I would have done so many things different. And then I realized what I would have missed out on. I never would have taken that offer from my Lieutenant that put me with the Bravos. I never would have learned to be strong. I would never have learned what I could do, what I could endure, and who I really was. I would never have learned what it meant to have brothers like the Bravos. I stood up real slow and went over to Wicomb. In a way, he’d done me a big favor. “Hey, bud… it’s cool.” He said, sounding frightened. “I can go. I’m sorry, it was just a mistake.” “Shut up you idiot.” I said, and it came out surprisinly as a command. I grabbed his head and pulled him down into me for a kiss I’d wanted to lay on him from the moment I first set eyes on him back at Bragg. With every kindness he’d shown me, every pat on my back, every smile he gave me when he said ‘Good morning Private Chambers’ like he was just glad to see me. Because he tried to protect me from the guys in the shop bein assholes to me. No one is happy to see Army Privates unless there’s some distasteful duty that needs doin, but Wicomb was always happy to see me. I came up for air and looked at his stunned face with those dreamy electric blue eyes. Such a fuckin stud. And a great kisser too! “I’m gonna do somethin I’ve been dreaming of.” I don’t know where it came from, this confidence, this control and dominance but I wasn’t stoppin. “I’ve had a thing for you since I first saw you, and you bein nice to me all that time, even after all the shit came down, I just wanted you more. I hope you’re ready, we’re gonna fuck our brains out.” Wicomb gulped. “You don’t want Burger King?” I threw him on the bed. “You’re the only King I need right now. We can eat when we’re exhausted.” I sure hoped he could keep up, but even if he couldn’t I’d fuck myself on his beautiful dick if I had to. The first time was kinda awkward, but I know it was on account of me takin charge when I didn’t know what the fuck I was doin. So I’ll tell ya about the second time. Which was WAY better. “Dang, bud.” Hunter said after the first time, in heaving breaths. “Holy shit you’re a wild animal. So meek and innocent on the outside.” He busted out laughing. “What?” I asked. “Fucking Sleeper…’if you’re just here to use him…’. Is that what he meant when he said you were going to fuck me off? Job well done, soldier. Mission accomplished.” He put an arm over his eyes. “I think you broke my dick with that amazing ass of yours. Holy fuck. I’ve never had the cum vacuumed from my balls before.” I was layin beside him, curled up in his arm tryin to catch my own breath. “Sorry, I just been waitin for that a long time. I kinda got carried away.” He chuckled, it was kinda awesome hearing his laugh and voice through his chest. “Sorry?” He snorted. “The fuck you are.” That made me laugh. I wasn’t, even a little bit. “God I love to hear you laugh. You know Victor, you’re just amazing all the way through. How are you so happy all the time, about everything?” I shrugged. “I don’t know, I just am. It’s better when you laugh and there’s lots of good stuff happenin all the time. Bad stuff happens, but it’s never as much as the good stuff. It never is. So if there’s more of it, that’s what’s important.” And then Hunter rolled over and kissed me. He kissed me like he wanted to, I felt it. I knew, because no one had ever kissed me like that in my whole entire life. It was all soft and tender, but with that intense hunger of a man. This time, Hunter was doin the drivin. Hunter was grinding his nice big cock into my hip. I liked his dick, the way it was surrounded by a dark bush of pubic hair that got thinner before blendin right into his dark leg hair. He also had a little trail of hair up his stomach to his chest where it spread out over his pecs. It wasn’t a lot, just enough to look like a man. See, that was the thing about Hunter I liked the most. Everythin about him was all man. From the way he walked, to his five o’clock shadow, to his slightly hairy muscled chest, his broad shoulders, his sturdy legs and awesome butt…and that dick of his. Nice large hangin balls too. I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist. “Yeah? You want it again?” He growled in between aggressive kisses. “Yeah, please fuck me.” I breathed. “You’re so sexy. I can’t help it. I want your dick in me so bad.” “Grrrrrrrrr…” he looked me in the eyes with intense hunger. “Fuckin’ hot little muscle body on you. You looked good before, but now… holy shit Victor. Your tight little body gets me going. I love that you could kick my ass if you wanted to.” He broke off and pushed up onto his knees, then grabbed my legs and threw them up, knees to shoulders, bendin me in half. “Look at that sexy tight fucking hole. Shit, that’s nice.” Big tall dark and handsome Wicomb was tellin me I was hot. Damn. He started grindin his big ole dick in my crack, rubbing it all over my asshole and it was drivin me crazy. I reached down to grab it and get it in my hole, but he swatted my hand away. “You had your turn. All you have to do is let me love this hot man under me. I’ll make sure you get everything you want, stud.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearin. He called me a man, and a stud. He started kissin my neck, lickin my ear and movin down lower. I had a moment of confusion and doubt. What was he doin? Where was he goin with that mouth? Yeah, I showered at the barracks when I helped scrub the showers down, but that was a couple hours ago, and he fucked me already once (well…it was more like I rode him like a Triple Crown jockey goin down the back stretch just a head out of first place). I probably wasn’t smellin too good down there, especially after sprayin my cum all over myself. Besides, what do I do? How do I act? I was drunk that one time I 69’d with Barton, and he was the the only guy who’d ever sucked my dick or got anywhere near that part of me with his face. And I was tryin not to remember anythin about that asshole. “Relax, Victor.” Hunter said, grinnin up at me after momentarily takin his long tongue out of my belly button. His hands still pressed down on the back of my knees, pinnin my legs up. I was pretty much at his mercy. “I want to taste all of you. This is a dream come true for me.” Huh? Guys didn’t want to do all that stuff, that was sorta my job doin it for them. A man laid back and let you take care of what he needed, or he pushed you down and worked his dick in you until he came. That’s what turned me on, knowin I was gettin them worked up to cum. I usually didn’t cum if I was just blowin ‘em, mostly cuz it wasn’t about me. I jacked off after, when I was alone. But men like it when it’s all about them. And I liked it when they liked it. Mostly they just wanted to feel their dick in a warm hole and they didn’t take too long to get off, maybe a minute or two. I really liked bein the one that got ‘em off like that. The faster they came, the better I figure I did, and I was pretty good now, I knew. Men didn’t really want to do all that other stuff, the kissin, takin it slow, and definitely not a lot of touchin or talkin. And lickin me? Hell no. So I’m just gonna say it, Wicomb’s mouth felt weird lickin its way down my chest, and it made it so I was thinkin more about what I was supposed to do, how I was supposed to act (was I supposed to moan, or tell him it felt good? Hell, I don’t know how it felt…I mean, maybe good but did it feel like THEY thought it felt when I did it to them?). I was really worried. It wasn’t as incredible as they made it seem if this was it. Should I feel more? Was I doin it wrong? Was somethin wrong with me? “Hey, bud… relax. What’s wrong?” Wicomb asked, letting my legs go and coming back up to look me in the face. Shit. Yeah, I was doin it wrong, I shoulda moaned or somethin. “Nothin’s wrong, Hunter. You don’t have to stop.” He fixed me with those deep blue eyes and somethin told me I was caught. “You’re not having fun. What’s going on?” He asked. His deep manly voice was so sweet. I tried to smile. “No, I am.” “Victor, you don’t have to lie to me, bud. I want you to enjoy this too. Tell me what’s up.” Now I was embarrassed. Everythin was goin so good and I ruined it by not knowin what the fuck I was doin. You’d think I’d be better at sex, I’d had sex with eight guys, including Wicomb, so you’d think with that many I’d be as good as a professional. Eight guys is a lot. But I had to be at least a little good, or they wouldn’t cum so fast, right? Wicomb sighed, then brought his hand up to my face and stroked my cheek. That felt so good, ‘specially when he looked into my eyes that way. “You’re not used to a guy treating you like this, are you?” He said. “Look bud, good sex goes back and forth, both of you should be enjoying it.” I looked away. “I do enjoy it. I like makin a guy cum. I like bein the one that gets him to cum.” Wicomb chuckled. “Yeah, you’re good at that. Well, better than good. You suck dick better than anyone I’ve ever met. And your ass? The way you work that beautiful thing… fuck! But Victor…sex isn’t always just about getting the other guy off. I mean, that’s great if you don’t have feelings for them, sometimes just busting out a load gets your head back on track. But if you really like the guy, like I really like you, it goes back and forth. Yeah, I could just shove my dick in you and nut real quick, but if that’s all I wanted I could find a hundred guys I could get that from. You’re special Victor. There’s something about you, I’ve seen bigger, more capable men crumble when faced with some of the shit you’ve gone through. You’re so incredibly strong. I didn’t realize that until after you left. I kept thinking about how you showed up at the shop every single day with a smile on your face after the guys started treating you like shit. I’d see the way they hurt you with what they said, but you still tried like hell to be good to them, to treat them with respect, do what they said, to stay happy. You never got sullen, or angry. I know damn well a couple times you wanted to cry, I saw it, but you never did. You just let them be assholes to you and didn’t change who you were because they treated you bad. It takes a strong person… a real MAN… to walk through a situation like that with his head up. Victor, I don’t just like you. I admire you, I want to be more like you, I want to see the world the way you see it, where people are good, filled with optimism and hope. I want to look at every day like it’s going to be the best day. And if I can’t do all that, I want to watch you do it, because somehow when I see you looking at the world with those eager, gentle, kind, smiling fucking BEAUTIFUL eyes it makes my heart soar. I kicked Barton’s ass because I couldn’t stand thinking about how he might have destroyed that smile. And he was being such a smug prick. Why the fuck would he even care? He probably secretly likes dick himself.” I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t want Wicomb to know about Barton. Nothin good was gonna happen if he knew. But the rest of what Hunter said hit me kinda deep. He thought about me that much? I still couldn’t look at him. “I don’t know about all that Wicomb.” “Hunter…please Victor?” He was right. It was just because he was older, and I looked up to him that it felt weird calling him by his first name. If I wanted him to be my friend - and I did - I needed to use his first name. “Hunter…do you really think about me that much?” Hunter sighed. “Almost every day, Victor.” He turned on his side and put his arm around me and pulled me into him, his front against my back. He kissed my neck. Man, he felt so warm and good holding me like that. I fit just perfect snugged up in his arms. “I’m glad you wanted me to come visit you. I felt like an idiot that I let you go without telling you how I felt. I was scared to come, but I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t.” I reached up and grabbed his hand, it was stroking my chest real nice like. “You were scared? What for?” “I was nervous you weren’t gay, even if you gave the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had. I thought I had taken advantage of you. I asked you to go see my brother because I had a huge crush on you. I wasn’t going to try anything, but you kept staring at me. Maybe you don’t realize how you come across when you look at a guy like you do, but it was like I was something incredible in your eyes. Like I was important. It felt like you saw me as some big hero. You just focused all your attention on me. That felt good. I thought I might have forced you into doing something you regretted, and after the rumors started I was afraid you thought it was me who told them. It wasn’t, I didn’t tell anyone, Victor.” I turned around in his arms, ready to look him in those deep dreamy eyes. “I know it wasn’t you, Hunter. I know who did it.” He stared at me. A few seconds went by. I guess he was doin the math. “It was Barton, wasn’t it?” My heart started beating real fast. Would he hate me if he knew? He pulled me tighter in his arms. “That fucking asshole. You sucked his dick, didn’t you?” I tensed up, but he kept going. “You gave him the best blowjob that ugly fuck will ever have in his entire life and he shit on you for it. I’m going to kick his ass again.” Hunter kissed my head again, but didn’t stop, just kept his face pressed against my hair. “I’m sorry, Victor. He shouldn’t have done that.” “You don’t hate me?” I asked weakly into his chest. “What?” He pulled away to look me in the eyes again. It was hard to look back at him. “Hate you for what? Victor, no.” I wanted to believe him. His face got really hard and serious. “Dude, you suck whoever’s dick you want to suck and don’t feel bad about it, ever. Do you understand? It doesn’t make you a slut, or a whore, or anything except a red blooded American male. Sex is awesome! It’s fun, it feels good - even better when it’s someone you love - so enjoy it. It feels good even if it’s just getting your rocks off.” “Yeah, but …. I didn’t have no feelins for him, it just happened because we were drunk. That’s different.” Hunter laughed. “Drunk stupid sex is good too, my man. Sometimes it’s exactly what you need, no feelings, no real concern for who they are, nothing to get in the way of just doing it. Sometimes that makes it even better, knowing it’s only about the dick or ass. Do you think Barton cared about anything except getting his dick drained? I guarantee he didn’t give two shits about you. Did you get off?” It felt weird talkin about this, with him, like it was somehow wrong. But a part of me wanted to be honest. I don’t know why, he just gave me a feelin that it was okay. “Yeah, after he went to sleep.” “Jesus, Victor.” Then - “What a fuckin tool. Look, bud, I think I get it, you like getting a dude off. You like being the one that makes them feel good. I also think you believe they’ll like you more if you let them do what they want to you. There’s nothing wrong with that except it doesn’t really make them like you more. Guys like that only care about getting off. There’s a whole lot more to sex if you let yourself get a little something back too. It’s okay to want more from them. Fuck, now I feel bad about that time in North Carolina. I did it to you exactly the same. I let you blow me and I didn’t give you anything in return.” “Hunter, I wanted to do it that way. I didn’t expect nothin back.” I thought he was bein too hard on himself. I know he didn’t get it, that there was somethin real sexy about a man just takin what he wanted then puttin his dick away and pretendin like nothin happened, even though we both knew he loved it the whole time. It was excitin like that. And it was real good thinkin about it later and jackin off to how I remembered it. That’s how real men were, just happy as pie if they got their balls emptied. Sometimes they said thanks, which felt good too. Sometimes it was just a smile. And later, when they were nice to you or treated you like a normal person it felt extra good. That meant they really appreciated what you’d done for them. Plus, that usually also meant they’d ask you to do it again sometime. “Besides, you did plenty. The way you treated me the whole entire trip, not countin the blowjob… you made me feel really good. That was real important to me.” Hunter sighed. “Maybe I’m the one thinking of it the wrong way then. For you, anyway.” He propped his head up on his elbow and reached out to stroke my face, smilin at me. Hunter had nice teeth, real pretty and white. “Damn you’re cute.” He said. I shrugged. “I’m just me. That’s all.” “Arrrrrgggghhhhh, fucking adorable. It drives me nuts when you do that ‘Aw shucks’ thing.” And he reached out to put his lips on mine, and then his tongue in my mouth. I loved feelin his tongue go past my lips. Hunter did it gentle, his tongue was long so he got it deep in my mouth. It just felt incredible. And he didn’t just leave it in there with his mouth open and pressing down on mine, he moved, sucked on my lips, he played with my tongue, hell, he played with my whole mouth. You could just tell Hunter Wicomb knew what he was doin. I hadn’t kissed but one guy in my whole life, and one girl. But the girl wasn’t no French kiss. She did it on a dare from her friend. And we were just 14, so neither one of us knew what real kissin was. The guy… well that was nothing like this. I gotta be honest, compared to Hunter’s way of kissin, that other guy was sloppy. He was doin it while he fucked me, moaning. He was a nice guy, not much to look at but super friendly. I met him at the mall one time, and next thing you know he was doin me in the back seat of his car. I was just gonna blow him, but he wanted to fuck me too, so I said okay. It wasn’t no big deal. I liked kissin like this a whole lot more. Maybe Hunter was right, it felt different when it didn’t feel like they were doin somethin TO you, like you were doin somethin together. I wasn’t gonna tell Hunter, but I also liked it when they did it TO me, except not kissin. Kissin was way better when it was back and forth, like he said. Alright, enough of all that, I had the sexiest man ever runnin his hands all over me, callin me cute, and kissin me. This time, I let him do it how he wanted. Now that I knew how much he wanted to do it this way, it didn’t feel so weird. In a way, I was givin him what he wanted, and that made me feel good. Real good. It was nice knowin I just had to be me and he liked ‘just me’ a whole lot. When he reached down and started playin with my hole it felt so good. He had my legs spread again, his other hand pinnin my leg against my chest while he never stopped kissin me. He rubbed his dick against my hole and I couldn’t stop myself from moanin. I couldn’t wait until he slid it up inside me. “You like that, huh?” He growled, and the sound of it drove me crazy. He made it sound rough. “It feels real good.” I was feelin all warm and emotional so I wrapped my arms around his chest and pulled him into me. I wanted to feel his body on me. He pulled his mouth off mine and spit on his hand, then put it back down to wet his dick. His eyes never left mine. He put his dick in me so slow, not like the other guys had fucked me. It didn’t hurt at all, not even a little, and bein a little sore from the first time actually felt even better. I’d never been fucked twice in a row like this. Usually the guy was done right after the first time and we just got dressed. And like I said, most of the time they didn’t last long on account of how I was really good at sex. Damn…DAYUM! Hunter was pretty good at sex too. That was so good when he got all the way in and I felt him pressed all the way against me, just perfectly deep. He stayed there for a few seconds, and I felt his rock hard dick jump. “Oh fuck, Victor. Your tight little hole feels so good.” He said as he moved real slow. He was fuckin me with his whole body, so nice and easy. I was relaxed. I ran my hands down his back and grabbed his butt to feel him move. I wasn’t tryin to control anythin, just wanted to feel him do it. Most guys don’t like you touchin their butt durin sex. Guys that wanted to fuck didn’t want you gettin any ideas about playing with their butt, I learned that my first time with Brody, the football player I told you about. But Hunter loved it. I don’t know what made me take the chance, I only knew I wanted to feel all of him. His ass felt awesome, I could feel it clench and relax as he pumped into me real slow and easy. I kept one hand on his nice butt, and let the other one rub all over his back. All I gotta say is WOW! He was makin my asshole feel amazin! But my body too! I wanted him to fuck me harder, faster…but I also wanted him to keep going like this, nice and slow, deep, then shallow. I couldn’t decide. I think his dick was breakin my brain. Every time he got his dick all the way in, he did this thing where he squeezed his ass and I’d feel his dick jump inside me as he held it there. Then he’d take another pump, but at a different angle. Sometimes he would do short strokes using just a couple inches of his dick. He never stopped kissin me. God, I hoped he wouldn’t cum, I wanted this to go on forever. My whole entire body was movin with him…I was fuckin him back while he was fuckin me, my legs were clenchin around his waist like I was climbin a oak tree, my arms and shoulders were unconsciously flexin with his movements, my head and jaw kissin him while he was kissin me. I started moanin. So much was happenin, so many things were goin on, I couldn’t focus on just my ass, just my mouth on his, my hands all over him, my dick gettin all smushed between our stomachs drivin me crazy too. I didn’t care what was goin on, it felt like every nerve in my body was singin. I’d never been fucked like this before. “Hunter, please don’t stop.” I begged him. “I’ll go as long as you want, stud man.” He growled back. “You are just perfect. Your ass is perfect, your smile is perfect, your body is perfect, the way you fuck is perfect.” “I’m just doin what you’re doin. You’re incredible.” I gasped. “Mmmmmmmm”. Back to not talking. I was all for that. Only two other guys had fucked me face to face like this. Brody back in high school, and George Thibideaux’s dad in his shed out back. He was supposed to be showin me where the lawn mower was for when I came to cut his lawn that summer after graduatin. Showin me the lawn mower took like maybe 15 seconds. The other minute and a half was me on a workbench gettin plowed by Mr. Thibideaux’s six inch dick. You know, I tried not to be disappointed when a guy doesn’t have a big dick, but Mr. Thibideaux’s didn’t feel like much at all. But it didn’t take too long, and he was real nice to me, always smilin and askin me if I needed anythin. Hmmm, maybe plowed wasn’t the right word. Stickin. Yeah, he was stickin me with his six inch dick, not thick at all. That’s what it felt like. He paid me $20 extra every week because he said his lawn never looked better. He always helped me put the lawn mower away in the shed after. That was nice of him, because I always figured that’s what he was payin ME for. And then he’d lift me up onto the workbench and do his thing. And Brody? He liked lookin at my face, but he didn’t kiss. I didn’t care no more about what I was supposed to do, how I was supposed to act. Everything Hunter was doin left no room in my brain for wonderin about all that stuff. I just kept thinkin how this was the best fuckin I’d ever had. God, I’d let him fuck me all he wanted. I felt like my dick was always on the edge of cumming, like if he just did it a little bit harder I would shoot. He’d been fucking me for ten minutes now, just nice and easy and slow, and it was the best thing I’d ever felt in my whole entire life. And then, he rolled me over until I was on my side, and he had one leg behind me, and one leg in front, with my underneath leg between, and my other leg restin on his chest and shoulder. I didn’t think he could go no deeper, but I was wrong. WAY WRONG. He kept up the same slow strokin, nuzzlin his face against my foot while he pumped his beautiful dick so deep into me. I sure’d never been fucked like this and oh my good gracious! He was pushing up across somethin that felt like he was fuckin the cum out of me. “Harder, please!” I was grunting and breathin real hard now. He didn’t change how fast he was goin, but if felt like he was punchin my asshole in the best way. And he was givin me this look like I was doin somethin to him, only I wasn’t. I was just there, lost in this incredible feelin. I couldn’t stop lookin into his gorgeous blue eyes, those eyes were what I first fell in love with, the very first time I saw him when I transferred into his unit at Bragg. There was electricity in his eyes, like they glowed. “Unngghhh. Yes! Oh please!” He was sendin me into some desperate need for him with his fuckin. “Oh gosh, it feels so good.” “Yeah, buddy. So fucking good.” He grunted out. “Hunter, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum, don’t stop.” I cried out, and he sped up just a little, but kept goin just as hard. “Come for me, stud man. I want to make you cum.” He punctuated every sentence with a thrust deep up inside me. He musta been fuckin me for 20 minutes now and it was the longest fuck I’d ever had, it was so incredible every single minute from the very start. How was he doin this? We were both sweating, and as he bent over me his face was dripping sweat onto me and I swept my tongue out to swipe a drop from my upper lip. The taste of him sent me over the edge and my dick started spurtin all over the place. “Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh Godddddddd.” I cried out. “Fuck me, please fuck me.” I didn’t know what I was sayin anymore, things were just pouring out of me everywhere, my words, my sweat, my cum, heat, and I swear sparks were comin off me too. My head was thrown back and my hands grabbed his hips to pull him into me as hard as I could. “FUCK! ME! FUCK!” I screamed. “YES! Fuck, I’m cumming too! Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He grunted and I knew he was shooting all his cum up inside me. I didn’t think I could feel even better, but knowin I was takin his cum felt so right like I was made for it, like my ass was the place his cum was supposed to go. Usually a guy cums fast, like a few strokes, then pulls out right after. But not Hunter, he just slowed down, got more gentle again, repositioned so we were back fact to face and he started kissin me again while still stroking. “God, it’s still coming.” He said. “It’s so incredible. You’re incredible.” He said between deep tongue kisses. I felt all relaxed, like nothing in the world needed doin except this, except kissin him and holdin him, and keepin my hole on his amazin dick. Too soon, he stopped moving, keeping his dick inside me, but it was goin soft, I could feel. I still didn’t want him to pull it out. I wanted his dick in me all the time. He was murmuring all sorts of sweet things to me, rubbing his face up against mine, his beard stubble rubbin soothinly on my cheek. “You’re so beautiful Victor. Such a sweet man. I love everything about you. You fit so right here in my arms.” No one had ever told me nothin like that, not afterwards, and I couldn’t believe someone like him thought about me that way. I loved the way he called me a man. I loved the way his arms felt like they were comfortin me, not just holdin me in position. I loved how he wanted to touch me with his whole entire body like he was enjoyin how I felt. It was so different from all the other times. It felt like … like …. Together. Like he wanted the same thing as me. “Hunter…” I said. “Thank you for bein nice to me.” I didn’t realize sayin that would start tears fallin from my eyes, but that’s what happened, and I didn’t feel stupid at all. “Hey. Hey.” He said, smiling. He wiped the tears from my cheeks. “You deserve to be treated nice, stud man.” He chuckled, his deep voice makin it sound so sexy. “Well I never made anyone cry before. I must have done something right.” That made me laugh, even though I was still cryin a little. “That was the best sex I ever had. But this part is even better.” He smiled. “Yeah, I have to admit, this part has to be my favorite part so far.” He stroked my buzzed hair and looked deep into my eyes from just an inch away. I sighed. “I could stare at you forever.” He cocked his head. “Am I too heavy? Do you want me to get off you?” “No!” I said real quick. I liked his weight on me. “You aren’t crushin me. Stay like this, okay?” He grinned. “You sure?” And he relaxed, which meant all his weight came down. Oh fuck. Damn, that felt even better, knowin I had all of him pressin down on me. That was the best part of big guys. “Yeah. Just like that. I feel safe.” I just blurted it out, I didn’t know that was gonna come out of my mouth. He whispered in my ear. “You’re safe with me, Victor.” I felt the tears start again and I hugged him real tight

Part 13- Trip to the Pig Pen Cole let himself be led down a hallway, that ended at a loading dock. There was a horse trailer there. He was led inside, and his chain bolted to the back. “Aight hog, it’s been fun, but you’re off to your new home”, the man grinned. “Oh, by the way, this guy is a regular client. He paid us for a special bull. This one we’ve been working on a lot longer than you, you’re both getting shipped out together.” As he said this, Cole felt the weight shift in the trailer, and turned around. A monster was behind him. The thing stood at least 6’8in. He was hairless all over, with unnatural bulging muscles. It was like looking at something described in Greek mythology. He had massive pierced tits, with biohazard symbols around either one. The tip of his cock had a massive PA through it, but the true horror laid below: at least six studs went through the underside of his 10in cock, forming a ladder. ”Enjoy the trip”, the man snickered at he closed the door to the horse trailer. A truck engine roared to life, and they were moving. They had barely left when suddenly the beast threw itself on top of Cole. He now weighed 450lbs but it was all fat. Whatever this man was, he was all muscle. With a roaring grunt he forced himself inside Cole. Despite the fact that Cole was so gaped that he could now probably get fisted, the size and piercings of the cock made him yell out. The thing clamped its massive paw over Cole’s mouth and nose, and soon after he lost consciousness. They traveled that way for hours. Cole only passed out once, and even though the creature never removed its cock (it was always hard and always seemed to be cumming), Cole adjusted to it, and actually began to derive some sort of pleasure. After a few hours, night gave way to day, as Cole could see the sun through the slits in the roof of the trailer. They traveled all day, and it was night again when the truck began slowing down. Suddenly it was backing up, and then stopped. A few minutes later the door swung open. Cole was still pinned under the monster. “Get it off him”, a man said. He heard a zap and the man roared, thrusting into Cole violently one last time and cumming, but then removing his cock and retreating. The second Cole tried to look around a hood was thrown over his head. “Put him in the pen”, the voice said. Cole was led by his chain a few meters away. He heard a door open, and felt straw beneath him. It felt clean and warm, the first real sensation he remembered in weeks that wasn’t feeding or fucking. “Kneel”, the voice said. He kneeled down, expecting some sort of punishment.” Instead his collar was removed. He stayed there a few seconds, then heard the door shut again. After a few moments went by, the voice said “You can take off the hood”. Cole removed the hood slowly. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting but this had not been it. Straw covered the floor. The room was colored red from the bare bulbs that hung from the rafters of what was clearly another barn. As he looked around, he appeared to be in some sort of pit. The walls were at least 10ft high, with bars extending from the tops of them all the way to the ceiling. A ramp led up to a barred door. Looking down from the door was a man. He was dressed in boots, jeans, and a flannel jacket with a cowboy hat. Again, Cole wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but this had not been it. “I’m Lou. I’ll be taking care of you from now on. Get some rest, if you can, I’ll be back later”. He had a calm, even voice, almost… caring? He left. As Cole began to register what was going on, a noice drew his attention. He realized he wasn’t alone in the pit. He looked around, and saw at least 11 large masses shifting in the red gloom. He slowly crawled into the nearest corner, but his movement was halted as he backed into something warm and fleshy. He turned around and saw a man, with similar piercing to his own, and a body to match, however he had at least 100lbs on Cole. It was a feat he was even standing. “Who… who are you?”, Cole stammered, the first real words he had said in weeks. “No one. Neither are you”, the man grunted. As he said this, Cole watched him shifting the folds of his fat until he found and freed his cock, jerking it to attention. Even covered with fat, it was a massive thing. “Welcome to the Pig Pen”. Cole was suddenly aware of a presence behind him. He turned around and saw a mass of flesh bearing down on top of him, all of the other figures he had first seen converging, pinning him down. As he was lost in the mass of fat, he felt the first cock enter his ass, and he moaned…. Just like a hog. ——- The End. —— Thanks for the patience with this last part, Needed to take some time to figure out where I wanted to take it. I’m going to take a break now, but will likely start a new series dealing with the rest of the pigs and Lou, and try exploring that some. In the meantime, feedback is welcome, but nitpicking is not.

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corbin readied his steady fingers to pierce the young man before pausing to run a tattooed hand up his leg. "youre tense.." he mumbled and thought for a moment before inhaling deeply. "you know..." he remarked, returning the glistening glob of lube to its tub and setting its aside, "our first toys..fucksticks..they only lasted about twenty minutes. i wont lie, its a lot of cock..." Corbin returned his grip to the boys pulsing prick, softly pushing the foreskin back and forth over the sticky pink head. "its so hard making boys take care of their toys. you see a juicy fuckhole, and you need to fuck it...push deep and let every inch inside. its just natural." Corbin traced his thumb around the boys glans and over the head, smiling at his soft little groan before continuing. "boys are supposed to fuck boys connor and i cant change that, they fuck and cum." he remarked flatly. "anyhow, i sort of updated a lot of the rules. pretty holes are like fireworks. If you set them off all at once, its just no fun." Corbin shifted his hand to grip and massage the boys balls as he freed his own cock to stroke. "no, what i decided was a lot more exciting. the medicine i picked helps make you feel yummy all over and get nice and hard" Corbin squeezed a drop of precum from the boys captive prick, "that was my idea. But tonight the parties on a schedule, from little to big. it makes you last longer." corbin slowly knelt between the boys legs, placing his thumbs and spreading the boys hole. "but i guess i got ahead of myself, because the first thing you need is a nice big kiss." Corbin leaned in, gently lifting the boys heavy ballsack as he pressed his tongue against the hot manhole and was rewarded with a surprisingly effeminate whimper. each boy was different, most jumping in surprise at the hot wet touch even with a heavy dose of party drugs, but Connor betrayed something different and rare. Corbin continued, mating his lips against the boys ass as he began gently swirling his tongue and sucking at the boys soft little fuckhole. Connor flexed his hands and clenched his jaw as Corbin pulled his hips closer and his unstoppable violation slowly continued. his protests, although hard to form, were frequently punctuated by grunts and whimpers as Corbins mouth gently opened him against his will. the various "no" and "stop" he had managed to mumble were ignored for so long he had given up. his mind screamed to get out, to run, to fight, anything, but the boys dreary eyes could hardly find the floor let alone the door. squinting into the air he saw a familiar sight which took ages to register. two boys, someones head bobbing? arms and legs...It finally dawned on him, he was watching his own reflection. he groaned one last unheard "no" as he craned his neck to take stock of his situation. his cock had spilled so much precum it now formed a shimmerming pool in his belly button. Corbins thumb and forefingers remained gently suspending his heavy balls as the boy pushed his tongue now effortlessly in and out of his hole, its soft warm caress only further serving to disarm the obstinate straight man. Collin furrowed his brow and gazed on silently, as the cacaophany of sucking and slurping continued. "Beautiful" Corbin dragged the boy back to earth with his remark as he pulled back, admiring his handywork. the once tiny pink pucker had become a swollen, puffy, soft boyhole. "like i said..." Corbin stood, reclaiming the lube and pressing a generous amount against the hot hole, "we're on a schedule, so everythings taken care of. relax for it..." Corbin smiled into the boys eyes and as he softly whined, his hole gently gave way to the boys middle finger. "there we go, thats our first little friend tonight." corbin plunged his finger deeper as he registered the boys discomfort before gently confirming his prostate. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gently leaning into connors ear as he pressed against his virgins forbidden prize. The singular groan that came from the boy was an unmistakeable, unholy, succulent symphony Corbin delighted in hearing. this was the soft song only a virgin could sing to him. "very good fuckstick very good...lie back now and let it happen..." he encouraged the captive young man. pumping softly into him, his shoulders relaxed, sinking into the sling. corbin delighted in his slow deflowerings as they produced the hungriest fucksticks. babbling, writhing, eager straight boys that craved penetration were so much more enjoyable than his run of the mill idle fuck zombies. pulling out fully he slid a second digit in, almost effortlessly, and smirked at the brief expression of question on Connors brow as he continued to massage and tease the boy. "isnt it nice? I know just where you need it fuckstick, just where to touch. let me show you how good it feels baby..." Corbin hissed as he continued probing the boys ass. connor just grunted softly as the expert top worked him to extacy. he felt full, hard, like something inside him needed more. like his whole body wanted to be touched inside. Finally satisfied with the supple texture of the boys pussy, Corbin slowly pulled his fingers from the puffy pink ring and took his place. Connor glanced around, visibly annoyed. the dull fullness in him had abated and he felt frustratingly empty now. "connor..." The guiding voice seemed surprising, welcome, as he looked up to see a tall boy wrap one hand around his hip and another around the base of his prick. "remember me? our second guests here...." Corbin slid himself gently against the boys well worked asshole and was rewarded with a tight kiss against his cockhead as the steel from his piercing slowly slipped inside. This was the moment, the exquisite instance when he would gently flex his hips to deflower another helpless young straight man. "Say hi now..." he whispered, gazing into connors eyes. without protest he sighed, slowly easing all six inches into the boy as a deafening silence enveloped them. gripping the chains of the sling, he tugged the last inch of his cock into the boy as they both gasped and sighed. "sshhhhh its okay, its okay. im inside now." Corbin soothed the confused looking boy as he ran his hands across him. "see how nice that is? youre such a good boy. i told you id make it easy." Corbin gently swirled his hips, planting his cock in and out of the newly deflowered boy. "now the next parts super easy Connor, all you need to do is relax while I fuck...just for a little bit..until your hole makes me cum." Connor groaned in response as the cockhead inside him seemed to stroke all his cares away. "Connor?" the boy grunted as he bounced back and forth on the sticky cock. "sorry about that" Corbin sighed, watching the boys hole easily milk him over and over, "I must have been thinking of someone else, fuckstick.."

Part 2: Talking in your sleep -Hunter: Ian sat next to me in the car and before starting it, I gave him his bag; thankfully his phone had stopped talking but I felt uncomfortable; it was time to face reality, in a way or another. 'I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep'. My favourite radio station seemed to read my mind, I loved 80s music and currently playing song was saying those exact words. Weird things were happening to me lately, music interacting with my thoughts and in some circumstances I heard a voice suggesting or reminding me something! Ian said I should go to see a therapist for this, but I have always thought it's only stress and never considered that advice. "These lyrics are appropriate", I joked towards him. "You're an expert in that subject!" "I never talk while sleeping", he remarked. "If someone does that, it's you! Don't make me repeat what you say in bed." Hit and sunk! "You are a pot calling the kettle black!" I exclaimed trying to hide my own embarrassment. "Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself! Just to mention a song; Eric Clapton, to be more specific." My effort to bring conversation back to songs had poorly failed and I could feel his unusual discomfort; music was his favourite subject to talk about, but clearly not in this case. "Hunter, turn music off! We have to talk, isn't it? Come on, don't leave me hanging, you asshole!" "Well my guy, how to say it..." "Tell me with your own words, what's the fucking matter? You found someone else? You're fed up of me? You're... No, Hunter, don't tell me you went off meds!" "Are you kidding? Off meds, who do you think I am?" My boyfriend did no longer talk and I hadn't alternatives except calling things with their own names: "I take care of your privacy and health, but other men from Internet don't give a damn about it. ...And about you." "You are thinking ill of me, there's no one else in my life! You're the only..." "Most clean looking people are the dirtiest inside", I almost laughed. "Don't play your usual drama queen part because I know your secrets thanks to your speaking phone. HIV fetish included! That's the issue, as rude as I said it." Finally I managed to express it, and now that both of us were aware, it was time to see how further things would go. I could see his face turning red and he kept silent till we entered his bedroom with no one of us able to take the first step; we just sat on the bed, with clothes on and his bag next to him. "I hate your silence", he said after a while. "I never understand if you're angry or what." "And I can't take yours any more! Listen, baby", I cleared my throat and touched his knee. "If you trust me as you say, why did you let a fucking machine talk to me in your place? I don't buy the story about your forgotten wallet. You have left that bag and unlocked phone at my house on purpose! Say it!" I caught him red handed, it was obvious but I knew he'd never admit the truth. "Well, given that you deny the evidence, you're getting what you deserve. Show me you're worthy of my virus!" "But you always say you would never do that..." I took my clothes off and guided his hand to my still soft dick. "Tonight you're not allowed to cum, that'll teach you to poz talk with my gifter without letting me join in! Now strip and kneel down, little fucker, get me hard!" He complished, and meanwhile I turned both his phones completely off; he was totally in my control now! I have never been dominant towards this guy but discovering his kinks somehow clicked a switch in me: time was up, our boring sex life had finally come to an end! "Suck me, Ian", I ordered. "Imagine it's my gifter's charged dick you're taking. Show me how hungry for HIV you are!" He assaulted me with his lips, kissing and licking my dick and balls while I took control of his head; "little neg cunt, you long for my HIV don't you?" He sucked till My shaft grew in his mouth, so I teased him again. "Feel the taste, don't waste a drop of viral fluid!" Ian tried to push me out to say something and I just kept his head in place: "my gift must be deserved, don't talk! Go on, harder!" Another couple of minutes letting him enjoy my precum and suddenly I pulled him off; I did not want him to swallow my seed, not yet at least. "Have I done something wrong?" he asked. "Give me your load!" "'Give me', 'I want', these words do no longer exist from now on. Stay were you belong and show respect to your future gifter. Now climb on your bed, on all fours! Understand?" "Yes, sir! Lube is in the drawer as usual!" "I don't need it!" I spoke softly on purpose, not to be heard by him. Face down, ass up, he knew I loved that position and he expected me to rim him, but this time I wanted things to be differentt: I just started to slide up and down on his ass crack, positioning my cockhead at his entrance. "You're just an empty box", I degraded him. "A worthless negative hole with no energy left." "Fuck me now", he begged while I continued to tease his ass. "Gift me, Hunter!" I slowly approached his hole again and he didn't move. "You're just made for dirty chat, Ian! You're too scared to go all the way!" "Breed me, poz me up good", he implored once more. "Change my life forever!" His words hit me, as sharp arrows; it looked like he was freeing a long time caged animal from inside him. "Blah, blah, blah, that's all you can do!" I challenged him. "If you really intend to chase, push this unmedicated fuck tool into you!"

I looked over and saw Jack smiling. "Looks like your ready for mine now boy" I muttered something about thinking he was to big but Jacks smile just widened. As I was about to object I suddenly found myself with a second cock to clean off and that little brown bottle back under my nose. My thoughts where soon forgotten as once again found myself lost in the moment. Now having two cocks to suck started to steal my attention that was u til I felt it. I tensed up as the spike on the end of that huge beer can sized cock starter getting rubbed across my hole "don't worry boy you might even enjoy this as well" With that he bagan pushing his cock into my now sloppy and we'll fucked hole. Even with the daze from the little brown bottle the pain was Intense I moaned out but the cocks in my mouth muffled any real noise coming out of my mouth. Jack continued to push and finally I felt myself accept the head of his cock and him enter me. I thought to myself providing he goes slow and gives me a chance here perhaps this won't hurt to much after all. How wrong I was as soon as he entered me he pulled out fully before slamming his cock back in once again this continued on and on for a while and with each thrust I could feel that metal spike stabbing inside. "that's it boy let me open that cunt let me see how ready you are for this seed." He pulled his cock out fully and laughed "fuck that's some blood on there boy looks like my boys are definitely gonna take hold of you" with that he slammed back in and begun a fresh assault. We fu ked like this for a while before he pulled out again and instructed me to bend over. As I got up I noticed the small puddle beneath my ass what looked like a mixture of cum and blood was steadily leaking from my hole. I bent over unsure how much more of this I could take but also knowing that Jack cock had begun to feel pretty amazing inside of me. I bent over and presented my ass to Jack and even held my cheeks apart to give him better access "we'll done boy I knew you was a pig when I saw you across the room" With that he thrust his cock back into me in one swift motion he was balls deep I cried out but his pace didn't slow. "that's it boy you feel that cock inside you you feel it working that cunt open you feel my metal opening you up getting you ready to take this dirty fucking load in your cunt. You want this load boy" "yes" I cried "yes what boy" "yes I want your load please" unsure how much more of this I could take I got louder and louder hoping to egg him on enough to cum "please please fuck this hole breed my cunt open me up just please fucking cum in me" "I knew you was a fucking pig first time in the bath house and you've already taken two loads in your cunt and now begging for a third" He slowed his pace down and whispered in my ear "this cunts mine now boy just like Matt and Daves and when the times right your get your ink just the same as them" I couldn't speak all I could do was continue to moan "this is it boy" Somehow he managed to speed up until he was fucking me ever harder then before. "take my load boy take my fucking load and become my cunt" Everything felt like it slowed down as I was totally overwhelmed with the feeling of his cock growing thicker and thicker then it exploded and jet after jet of cum filled my aching hole. "that's it boy take it all" It felt like it would never end but eventually I came back down all I could manage to say was fuck. "fuck fuck fuck" Eventually I regained some compusure "fucking hell that was something else" I spat out Dave barely even out of breath just smiled "you did good for a first timer generally the newbies never wanna play with us Poz guys so was nice to have some fresh meat. " sorry what do you mean" I asked confused He pointed to his scorpion tattoo and then at the two chemical symbols "the ink is a way of saying we are poz as in hiv well those two at least I've been off my meds for 2 years and am pretty much full blown Aids now surely you knew what the ink means" he smiled "Matt tested poz shortly after I first fucked him a year or so back and Dave 6 months ago neither have started meds yet so are almost as potent as me" I was speechless I couldn't move couldn't talk just totally frozen and to make it worse he was still fucking smiling and I'm sure that was pride on his face while talking about the other two. "don't worry think of it this way now you never have to worry about catching it" he looked down at his cock still as huge as before but now covered in a mixture of cum and my blood and smile again. "go home sleep have a shower and get some sleep you're gonna feel like shit in a week or two but after that come back and see us maybe we can even go and get you a nice tattoo in a month or so. I turned my back and slowly walked out of the room I looked back once and saw the three of them laughing before Matt bent over and offered his hole up once again for the other two. Slowly I made my way back down to the lockers and got dressed as I made my way out of the building the guy on the counter said something to me but he may as well of been talking to the wall for all I heard. The drive home was slow all I could think about was what they told me. How could I be so stupid not only did I play without a condom but I let 3 different men all with hiv cum in my ass and yet my cock had never been so hard and it dawned on me that I hadn't even cum myself I'd been a total bottom only used for their pleasure and didn't even get to cum. I walked through the door at gone 3am Jane who should of been asleep hours ago was wide awake in our bed. "how was Chris's leaving party" she asked she saw how pale I was "christ have you drunk so much you've been sick again" "no just tired and not feeling myself" She got up "perhaps this will make you feel better" with that she bent over the bed and invited me to join her "why not remind me how that dick feels before you go to sleep" and with that I proceeded to shoot my last Negative load inside my wife while the cum of three men and my blood dripped out of my ass. Three weeks later just as he said I felt like I'd been hit by a train it lasted a few weeks I lost over a stone in weight and was bed ridden the majority of the time. Then a test confirmed it I had HIV Hope you guys all enjoyed this. Its only my second attempt at writing and first at anything this long so apologies if its a little all over the place. Be sure to let me know what you think all feedback is appreciated

Chapter 2 As I entered, there were no lights. It was pitch black. I stopped for a moment and one of the guys told me to keep it moving, along with hands on my shoulders pushing forward. I couldn’t see anything. I stopped after taking only a few steps inside and felt the hands being removed. As I turned around, I saw the door closing, shutting out the light from the street lamps. I heard several locks turning. I could see nothing. No one. It then was silence for what seemed like several minutes. I was really beginning to freak out. At first I whispered and then increasingly spoke the same question, “hello”? No response. A dim light appeared from above barely showing a small stool beneath. The light wasn’t bright enough to see even the walls of this place. I didn’t move. A deep, masculine, matter of fact in tone type voice came from the darkness. He said, “You are here because you said you were into partying and playing with us. We play and party hard. Bet you like it hard. Real hard. Take off everything and get naked. Put all your stuff on the floor next to the stool. Do it now.” I was buzzed, no doubt. The voice was sexy. I was spun. I slowly walked towards the stool, removing what little I was wearing. Now completely naked, I stood there waiting. “Turn around. On the wall there are items you are to put on. Best be quick about it!” came the voice from the darkness. Sure enough, as I turned around, there was a wall dimly lit that had several items hanging on it: a black leather jock strap, an odd looking cockring, harness, wrist and angle restraint straps, and blindfold. It was difficult putting this all on in almost complete darkness. As I did, my mind began to race with questions. Then it hit me. Some ten years before, I was trying to find my niche as far as the type of bar or club I wanted to frequent. It became clear pretty quickly that I was attracted to the leather bar because of the hot, masculine, leather clad men usually there. It was there that I met a guy named Bob. It was early during my coming out. I didn’t know how to act. Was totally inexperienced with men. And it showed. Bob introduced himself one evening I was there. He made it clear that he wasn’t trying to fuck me, he just thought I could use a little help. We drank, talked, laughed, and drank some more. Over the next couple weeks we became friends and still are to this day. He had told me that there were “leather men meets” all around, that one was coming up not too far and asked if I wanted to go. I agreed. We checked into the hotel, unpacked and got ready to head out to the host bar for the leather meet event. I had no leather and had put on a white t-shirt, a pair of worn levi’s, jockstrap, and black work boots. My ass looked boomin in my jeans. Bob came out of the bathroom and asked if that was what I was wearing. When I told him yes, he began shaking his head saying how stupid he was for not thinking about it beforehand. “This is a leather meet. The key word being leather.” Then he said for me not to worry. That with my hot little bod I could get away going shirtless. I freaked out. I had never been to any club or anywhere public shirtless. He calmed me down as we began to smoke a joint. I smoked weed many times before – but this time, the weed was super strong and had a weird taste to it. I coughed several times. Bob laughed and picked on me a bit. I told him the weed was the strongest and oddest tasting weed I had ever smoked. Bob said that was because it was realllllllly good shit and it was spiked with something that would make me feel better. He then produced two shot glasses, one more full than the other, and a can of coke for each of us. He handed the smaller shot to me and said, “cheers!!” We clanged the shot glasses together and drank them. It was awful. Unlike any alcohol I had ever tasted. My facial expressions told the story. Bob laughed again and said it was G. It would make me feel even better. Some time passed and I was feeling better. A LOT better. I was also very warm. And was feeling more horned up by the minute. We smoked another joint and headed out walking to the host bar that was just a couple blocks from our hotel. As we got closer to the bar, I noticed more and more men clad in leather gear around the area. I kept touching my nipple through my t-shirt. My dick stirred inside my jock and my hole felt like it was buzzing. Twitching. We got to the entrance of the bar where there was this very tall, super hot man in black boots, chaps, a bulge that wouldn’t quit, hardness, vest, and hat. He smiled at Bob, took his ticket, and stepped aside to let him in. I presented my ticket and his smile turned to a crazed like look. “This is a private leather event. I see your ticket. I don’t see leather. You can’t come in.” I looked beyond him to the door and Bob was standing on the other side of the door talking with some guys he must have known. “Will this make a difference?”, I asked as I took off my t-shirt, turned around and bent over untying my boot laces and stood back up. The bouncer was smiling a shit eating grin and said, “that will do just fine. Just keep the shirt off.” As I walked past him he grabbed my ass. Inside, I was blown away. Men everywhere. Leather of all types. Men wearing only jockstraps and boots. In the distance, I could see a guy getting fucked. The music was blaring. The smell of men, sweat, leather and sex was intoxicating. I was high. Horned. Like a kid in a candy store. I was also nervous as fuck and it took a few drinks and time for me to chill – getting used to my ass being grabbed or slapped and my nips getting tweaked. The place was huge. It was on two floors. Bob and I had walked around and saw all the different booths, bar stations, and more men playing than I had ever seen before. Time flew by. It was about 30 minutes before night one was to close and we were getting another drink when the bartender motioned for Bob. The two talked for a bit – all the while looking in my direction. Bob then walked over to me and said that he was a bit shocked. He went on to say that he was a bit jealous and how lucky I was. As we walked away from the bar, Bob told me that we needed to goto the bar’s leather shop. He said that the attendant there would be waiting for us – actually me. Bob said that there was a gift for me there from someone unknown. I was curious for sure. We entered the shop and the attendee immediately greeted us, then grabbed my hand and began walking towards the dressing room area with me in tow. Once there, he went on to say that a very generous and very hot man who wished to be anonymous wanted me to have some things. I looked very skeptical. The only catch was that I had to walk out of the shop wearing those gifts and had to agree to have them on whenever I was attending the meet. Before I could say anything, he quickly took some measurements and disappeared. Bob was so excited. I didn’t know what to think. The attendant then returned with a pair of black leather boots, a black leather jock strap having thin straps, a half harness, arm band and boy cap. I freaked. I would be almost naked! I looked at Bob. He said I should do it. I would be crazy to pass this up. “Shots!” screamed the bartender that had been talking to Bob moments before. “Drink up – on the house!” There were 4 shots, 2 of one color and 2 of another. “One of each color, gentlemen”. We downed our shots. I took Bob aside and expressed my nervousness. My fears. And then something happened. I stopped talking to Bob, turned to the attendant and said, “fuck yeah. It’ll be hot!” Pulled off my jeans and other stuff and put on the items the attendant gave me. “WOW”, Bob said. “Look at yourself in the mirror! Holy fucking shit! And that ass!” I moved to the mirror. For the first time in my life, be it the shots, drug shots, weed, whatever, I stood there and complimented myself as to how hot I really did look. There weren’t as many men in the bar as we left the shop. The last call announcement came. We went to the bathroom and I went into one of the stalls and shut the door. Bob headed to the urinals. I finished pissing and put my now almost hard dick back inside the jockstrap when I began to wonder how I was going to get back to the hotel dressed like I was? The bathroom stall door suddenly opened. A towering man built like a brick shit house forced himself inside the stall and closed the door behind him. He easily stood at 6’4”. Dark hair, light hair on his muscular pecs behind a harness, a small trail down his 6 pack into chaps where I could plainly see a couple inches of his dick popping up through. “Don’t say anything. Turn around,, now”. I hesitated. He grabbed my arm and spun me around and smacked my jockstrapped bared ass hard. “Spread your legs and step forward” he said as I felt his hands on my shoulders pushing me towards the wall. “Give me your left arm”, as he grabbed my left wrist and brought my arm behind me placing my hand on his dick. “Play with my dick while I stick you”. I had no idea what he meant. Did he mean he was going to fuck me? “Put your right arm upwards – hand on the wall – and don’t move”. I didn’t understand. I heard some rustling and then a rubber tube wrapped around my right bicep, followed by wet feeling, then a prick, then the rube removed. And then BAM! I uncontrollably coughed hard several times. My vision blurred. Warmth all over my body. My dick got rock hard and I was pumping out pre-cum like crazy. My hole was on fire. My legs got weak. I let go of his dick and started to slump down as he wrapped his huge arms around me to hold me up – while fingering my nips. I moaned. He moaned. He licked and nibbled my neck and ears as he pressed his body against mine. I was sweating like crazy. “Put your hands on the wall and don’t move”, he said as he quickly backed up a bit and then bent down, slipped both his hands between my legs and spread them as he lifted my lower body off the ground. I was hanging in front of him and started to squirm like crazy when I felt my hole being tongue teased. He darted his tongue in and out of my hole, teased all around it, and repeated this. My dick was so hard. I was higher than I had ever been in my life. I started to say, “fuck me. Fuck me1 Pound my hole! Please!” I got louder each time. I needed dick. I wanted it so bad. He turned us around in the stall, then opened the door and continued eating my hole as he walked out the bathroom and into the bar. I couldn’t make out anyone or much else. He stopped eating my hole and said to someone, “takin this one with me” and we went out the door. At first I began to freak out a bit wondering how that looked with him eating my ass as we walked out the door. Then I didn’t care. Suddenly everything stopped. I was set down onto my feet for a moment. I started to bring my head up when I first heard a sliding door open and then felt myself being pushed inside a van. “On your back, arms up. NOW”, he said. I felt my wrists being secured above my head as I lay on the cold metal van floor. A ball gag was put over my head and into my mouth. “Just to be sure you don’t get crazy and start screaming”, he said. “Spread your legs”, he said and I felt something first touching, then quickly being pushed inside my hole. It burned. It also didn’t pop out. I figured it was some kind of butt plug. He then closed the door, got in the driver’s seat and began driving. I was fighting inside with anger, fear, unreal horniness, and a hole aching to get filled. “I know you’re a bit spun, but that’s how I like my boys and my boys like to be. Bob said you weren’t experienced with party drugs and I love bringing party virgins to the dark side. You got the look, bod, and butt boy – knew it as soon as you put on the leathers I set up for you. Relax. We got about a half hour drive.” My hole was now twitching around the butt plug. It was pressing against my prostrate. Zzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz My body shot up as this wild feeling repeated deep inside my hole. The pattern changed every minute or so. It was driving me crazy. I was uncontrollably moaning. I could see his bright blue eyes in the rear view mirror looking at me – like I was dinner or something. He smiled a smirk from time to time as he looked back at me from time to time. I could see him stroking his dick as his right arm flexed and his hand moved up and down every so often. The vibrations were getting more intense – very intense. “You liken that boy? Got the controller right here – Bluetooth is amazing! Bet I should turn it up some, eh?” OMG! It almost felt like the butt plug was fucking me. The vibrations made it move inside me. My dick was so damn hard. My nips were standing on end. I was sweating bullets. Moaning like crazy. My balls ached. My dick wanted to shoot but the vibrations were so intense against my prostate I couldn’t cum. “Aint that a bitch? Wanna cum so bad, right? NOT gonna happen!”, he said and increased the intensity. I was squirming. Kept feeling like I was gonna blow all over and was kept in that feeling for most of the ride to wherever he was taking me. “You were injected with tina in the bathroom. It’s called a slam. A dart. I gave you .40. A little more than what I start most with, but I had to move quicker cause the bar was closing. The shots you had are ghb. Once we get there, you will be untied and then tied again with your hands behind your back. We will go inside and you will be put into my sling. Your wrists and ankles will be restrained. You will be given more ghb and another slam. This time, it will be stronger. And then we play.” A few minutes later, the buzzing stopped. The van stopped. As I was told what were the next steps happened. The tube, the prick, removal of the tube, and BAM! Holy fucking shit! The rush was so intense as he turned the vibrating butt plug on higher than before. He laughed. I gyrated. The sling swung. Then I was empty. The butt plug removed – replaced by his tongue teasing, tongue darting without mercy in and out of my hole. He again played with my nips as he ate my hole. I screamed behind the gag. My breathing got harder. I couldn’t stop bucking my hips. My dick hurt it was so hard. My balls ached like never before. And then I burst. My dick began throbbing as it pumped my balls and shot rope after rope of my cum across my stomach, onto my chest and face. I had never cum without jerking off, getting head, or getting jerked off. I couldn’t believe this could happen. It felt so fucking good. I collapsed, unmoving as my dick continued to dry throb, my hole trying to grip dick – feeling so empty and screaming to be filled. He stood up. I hadn’t seen him remove his chaps. Between my legs, barely able to fit his dick in his hand as he stroked what looked to be at least 10 inches of thick cut cock, I looked into his eyes and just nodded my head. In an instant, he fed my hole balls deep with his dick. I screamed in pain and pleasure. He stepped forward holding onto the chains and thrust forward several times. Punching through my inner ring. It hurt. He then stepped back and pulled out entirely and began shaking his head. “Looks like you can’t take my dick, boy”, he said as he walked out of the room. I tried to shout for him to come back. Beg him to fuck my hole. Some minutes later I heard footsteps approaching the room. He walked in, his dick looking harder than when he left. He opened a box on a table, pulled out some lube, stroked his dick a few times, put his hand back into the box and then sprinkled his dick with tina. A real super evil grin on his face as he walked back towards me he said, “I don’t give a fuck if you can or can’t take my dick. That’s up to you”. He stood between my legs, spread wide, high and tied to the sling, reached forward with both hands and grabbed onto my neck as he literally impaled me balls deep with one stroke. He then pummeled my ass full length as deep and as hard as he could. “CUM boy! Shoot your load!” he commanded. He pounded harder. “I said CUM boy! CUM NOW!” He kept one hand gripping my neck and began slapping my ass with the other with each stroke. “CUM BITCH!” he screamed as he then short jackhammered my hole. Again, in my shock, my dick began pumping streams of my cum onto my face and chest. He began to groan and moan deep guttural sounds as he blew deep inside my hole. I could feel his dick throbbing and dumping his seed as my hole gripped and stroked his dick. He slammed and fucked me that entire weekend. We never went back to the leather meet. “HEY WHITE BOY!” came the voice from the dark, louder, stronger, more commanding – bringing me back to reality as I stood there still putting on the items left for me.

Caitlin made a point to drop in from time to time to service Tucker, watching him slowly progress from doting boyfriend to bareback fuckboy. She even passed him around with a few friends who kept the boy well drained for a day while she helped Megan pack. The missed period and pregnancy test proved sufficient enough to convince the girl to move back in with her parents. "did you tell tuck?" she asked sympathetically. "No, i dont want to stress him out or anything. hes really sweet." Caitlin hugged the girl and smiled, remembering the warm load in her own pussy she'd fucked out of the clueless girls boyfriend not an hour earlier. best of all, he did the job without even being asked, slipping Caitlins yoga pants down just enough to get his cock in her. He mindlessly fucked Caitlin until the cum boiled from his cheating balls and splashed into her inviting pussy, as it had so many times before. "he is a really sweet boy" Caitlin affirmed, remembering how she'd tucked her new best friends drooling tool into the lips of her friends hot ebony cunt just as she slipped out the door to play the sympathetic roomie. "you know, its probably best if you just ghost him. hes not going to understand any of this. your new life as a mom i mean." Megan sighed and nodded returning to Tuckers apartment that evening, Caitlin entered to find the boy in the midst of a phonecall. "she wont pick up" he looked up despondently at the cum hungry girl. "Did you two talk?" Tucker seemed genuinely concerned and caitlin was all too eager to keep the boy informed. "shes...seeing another guy. Sorry man. She was upset that youre never around." "Ive been..i was busy a lot this week" Tucker tried to think of all the study time he was putting in, but remembered he was also spending a lot of time with Caitlin as well. remembering afternoons spent filling the girls tight cunt with cream roused his cock, as he recalled the nice tall girl he had been introduced to that afternoon who was equally eager to fuck the hesitant boy. "thats probably my fault too. Did you and Trissa have fun today?" Caitlin changed the subject as she was was eager for a report from her new fucktool. "yeah we...she wanted to fuck a lot. She said she was allergic to condoms though." Tucker recalled, remembering gazing into her dripping cunt as his jizz ran down her ass. "A lot of girls are tuck, you shouldnt make a girl use a condom because its uncomfortable too. Did she feel good?" Caitlin pried. "yeah oh god she was amazing." tucker smiled. "Tell me about her" Caitlin slipped her clothes off and laid back on the couch. Needing no coaching, Tucker pulled his prick out and guided it back into the teen. "oh she made me cum so much. after we finished fucking she would just do this thing...she would hold my balls and just make out with me. it made me hard over and over so i just kept cumming" Tucker drilled faster as caitlin smiled. "Thats good, sometimes guys are just one shot and done but your cock needs to cum a lot doesnt it tuck? feels good to shoot that baby batter." "uh huh" the boy groaned. "did you know she has a little secret too?" Caitlin wrapped her legs around the panting boy. "shes HIV positive!" caitlin giggled. "what?" tucker stared, shocked at the teen as he teetered on the brink of cumming. "yeah buddy thats how come she fucks so good, she fucks a lot. lots of practice." caitlin began rocking her hips and milking the boy as he clenched his teeth, trying to hold back. "I -" tucker stammered, as caitlin interrupted "but dont worry buddy you cant get sick from her, thats not how it works." caitlin lied to the naive young man as he pushed one final deep thrust and began loading the hot cunt below him. "there ya go, good boy. you should always cum inside pretty girls. Trissas pussy is just too good to pass up. Should we see her tomorrow too? maybe cum in her some more?" caitlin smiled at the relaxed boy as he dragged his slippery prick from her once again. "okay" he sighed, as caitlin fingered the thick load oozing from her slit.

Dad’s Basement - Part Eight I woke up late in the day. Dad was already arisen and had left my bed. My hole ached from all the fucking last night, to the point of pain when I moved. Carefully climbing out of bed, I set off to search for Dad. The house was quiet, sunlight pierced through the blinds, lighting the rooms. Dad was sitting in his chair, naked, legs spread wide, his big cock hung soft over his balls with the head almost touching the seat of his chair. He was sipping a cup of coffee. “Morning,” I said. “Almost evening, Son.” I shrugged, moving slowly towards the kitchen, gingerly nursing my aching hole. I could feel the dried cum breaking away from the skin on my thighs as I walked. In the kitchen I poured myself a cup of coffee, taking it back to the living room where Dad waited, easing myself into a seated position on the sofa. “Sore, Son?” “More like 'pain', Dad.” “I can call Doc and have him come check you out, if you'd like.” “Might not be a good idea with what happened last night.” “He’s cool.” With that Dad reached for his cell phone. I ignored him as he called the doctor. I just wanted to drink my coffee and then go for a hot shower, then maybe sleep after. I felt the warmth of the coffee hit my stomach and spread through out my body. “Son, Doc will be here in a couple of hours. Drink up, go get cleaned up inside and out. I know your hole is sore, but try.” “Okay, Daddy.” Taking my coffee I disappeared down the hall to the bath room, leaving Daddy alone and naked. After I had showered I felt quite refreshed, and I delicately cleaned-up my hole for the doc. The effort was painful but I mustered through it. When I returned to the living room, Dad was in his chair still naked, but looking as if he had also cleaned up. Not wanting to freak out the Doc, I had pulled on a pair of gym shorts. “Lose the shorts, Son," Dad recommended, adding "It ain’t like he hasn’t seen it all before.” My face went red, but I hooked my thumbs in my shorts, dropped them and stepped out. I flopped down on the sofa, looking at Dad with my 'what ever' face. “Don’t make that face, boy! I will redden your ass quick.” “Yes, Daddy.” Scarcely ten minutes later the door bell rang. I glanced at Dad, who grinned as he recommended “Don’t keep him waiting. He charges by the hour.” I got up and headed to the door. Holding the knob, I hesitated opening it until the bell rang again. I turned the knob and pulled, exposing my naked body to the Doc on the other side. I felt my face flush as he looked down at my cock and balls hanging down between my legs, then back up to my eyes. “Well, well, Matt you have grown and seem to still be growing,” Doc said. I was growing, my cock that is. It was filling with blood, slowly pointing up and up and up. Who's cock wouldn't grow when a muscle monster was at your door. I felt my face go flush and quickly stepped out of the way allowing Doc to enter. “I see I am over dressed here, Drew,” Doc said. Dad and I shared the name Matthew, but we each went by a different shorter version. “Nothing stopping you from changing that, Doc,” Dad replied. After shutting the door, I stepped just inside the living room. The Doc’s back was to me, but I could see that he was unbuttoning his shirt. His biceps bulged as he did. It wasn’t long until his shirt tail was pulled out of the waist of his pants, removed from his body and dropped to the floor. His back was covered in tattoos. I watched from behind as he stepped out of his shoes, kicking them over with his shirt. He lifted his legs to removed his socks, one leg at a time, causing the pants covering his ass to stretch tight. He looked over his shoulder at me, and grinned as he undid his belt, the button of his pants, then lowered his fly. He pushed his pants to his ankles, revealing his muscular ass in the process. His legs were massive tree trunks. He stepped out of his pants. He, like my Dad and I, was now naked. “So, Drew what brings me here today? You were very vague on the phone.” “Well, Doc to be completely honest, Matt joined the club last night.” “I see” replied Doc, “We need to make sure conversion happened. Or is it something else” “His hole.” What the fuck was happening? Doc seemed like what happened was normal, as if a Dad fucking his son and passing his disease is normal. I should acknowledge, however, that even as I was thinking this, I couldn’t take my eyes off the Doc’s ass. “Son, wipe the drool from your mouth,” Dad said, adding "There will be time for that later. Now, let Doc examine your hole.” Doc turned to give me a frontal view of his naked body. He was muscular just like Dad, just smooth. His cock was hanging low between his legs. On his right hip was a scorpion tattoo, black with a red cross in it. “Like my ass, boy?” Doc asked. "My cock is better!” I quickly smiled and looked away. Resuming, Doc said "Okay, let’s get started then. Lay back on the sofa and get your legs high in the air. Drew sit on the back of the sofa, grab his ankles and spread them. I need a good view of that puckered, puffy boy pussy.” My mouth dropped open. I could not believe what was happening. Was this Doc even a legit doctor? “Don’t just stand there Boy, get your ass in gear” Dad snapped. I jumped and got on the sofa, throwing my legs up. Dad moved quickly and sat on the back taking hold of my ankles, spreading them wide. Doc dropped to his knees in front of me. Taking my ass cheeks in his hand, initially he rubbed them, but then, without warning, slapped my right cheek, followed by his fingers circling closer and closer to my hole, which sent chills through my body. It didn’t take long until his fingers were circling my hole, pressing the outer ring, gently at first then much harder. He lifted his right arm into the air, pointing at my Dad. “Suck it. I need lube to examine inside.” Dad bent forward, sucked Doc’s finger in, sucking it as if it was a hard cock. I watch spit run out of his mouth and down Doc’s finger, earning a complement from Doc: “Chrome off a bumper.” Once wet Doc jammed his finger into my hole. I jumped, wincing from the pain. It circled inside, feeling the inside of my used pussy. His finger moved in and out, sliding from tip to base. My mind was shocked. Doc was finger-fucking my boy pussy. “Drew, honestly it seems fine to me. The puckering will go down,” Doc said. “Good” Dad replied, “so no permanent damage.” “Nope.” Dad smiled, not in happiness, but with a twisted look. He was looking at the Doc, who was slowly standing up. “Look at that massive man cock, boy,” Daddy commanded. My eyes darted down to the Doc’s crotch. Holy Fucking Shit. His cock was not only long but thick as fuck. It had to be a foot long, and as thick as a baby’s arm. The head on it was as big as an crab apple. “Teasing the Doc with a puffy puckered boy pussy is not good,” Doc commented with a smile. “When his cock gets hard like that Son, the only way for it to go down is to fuck a boy pussy and breed it,” Dad added. Doc spit in his palm and rubbed it on the head of his cock. He started to squat down to line up his cock with my hole, then stopped, commenting "He might need a big hit to take this. Luckily I have a fresh bottle with me to administer to the patient.” He turned and grabbed his pants, reaching inside the pocket getting a brown bottle which he handed it to me. I knew the drill. I unscrewed the cap, placing it under my nose and took a deep inhale, in both nostrils. “Again,” Doc commanded. Already feeling the effects of my first hits, I did it again, this time my body relaxed more. “Again,” Dad insisted. Fuck, following the instructions again I inhaled. I could feel my heart beat in my temples as well as hear it pounding in my ears. I watched Doc squat again, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, aiming himself at my hole, pushing himself in with one long, deep stroke. My hole stretched, the pain intensified the deeper his cock went it. I could feel it pushing against the second ring inside me. Doc ran his hand over my stomach, feeling the out line of his massive cock in me. “Relax, Son.” I concentrated on my breathing, in and out. Doc kept pushing building the pressure on my second ring, until it popped and he pushed through. I closed my eyes, through the pain on my hole was slowly easing, pleasure was emerging. I felt Doc’s balls against my ass. He was all the way in. Looking up, I saw Dad’s hard cock floating above, pre-cum already flowing from the piss slit. “Ready boy?” Doc asked. I nodded yes. He pulled his cock completely out, then rammed it all the way in. The jolt of pain shoot throughout my body as he hit bottom, only to feel it pull out again, then slam in. Over and over this rough fuck happened. Doc grunted over and over as he drove his cock in my boy pussy. “The scorpion is going to strike, boy” Doc said, “It's highly toxic.” I smiled, giving his my approval to shoot his toxic load into my pussy. I started to push into him as he drove forward into my ass. I tried to met each thrust of his cock inwards. His balls were slapping my ass. His cock didn’t take long to thicken. I knew his balls would empty his poz load deep into me soon. “Tell me boy. What do you want?” “I want your disease, Doc.” “Well, if you are going to put it that way, here it comes.” He rammed his massive cock deep into my hole, falling on top of me, trapping me under his muscular frame. His body was relaxed, heavily weighing me down. I felt Dad move from his position above me. “Stay just like that Doc” Dad said. Briefly I wondered if Dad was going to slid into Doc’s hole, but no, instead I felt Dad’s cock pushing along side Doc's cock. I tried to protest, but Doc quickly moved his hand over my mouth and put more his weight on me. Dad push hard against the edge of my hole, under Doc’s cock, which was surprisingly still hard. I could feel Dad’s head pushing in, stretching my full hole. Tears welled in my eyes. As Dad’s head popped inside my hole I screamed into Doc’s hand. “Hush Hush Boy, Don’t cry. Daddy will make it better,” Doc murmured. Somehow the poppers were placed under my nose and I quickly inhaled deep, over and over. Feeling my hole relax from the rush, Dad slid his cock in until he could not go any further. The pain was unbearable. Doc had locked eyes with me, and was intensely staring. I knew then there was no escape. Dad started to pump his cock in and out of my hole, rubbing against Doc’s cock and my hole. The pressure of two cocks stretching me open began to subside. I moaned from behind Doc’s hand. He slowly lifted it away from my mouth, ready to replace in case I screamed again. Still locked eye to eye with Doc, he moved his lips closer to mine and kissed me. Dad’s cock still sliding in and out. Doc and I kissed as Dad pumped faster and faster. He pushed in and shot his poz load into me, adding to Doc’s as well as coating Doc’s cock. “Going to shoot again,” Doc announced with satisfaction as his cock pulsated, blowing his load deep into my body. The friction of Dad’s cock and, presumably, the pulsations of Dad's cock had pushed Doc over the edge for a second time. Dad withdrew, and then pulled Doc's cock out of my body. "Son, you should see your hole, gaping, puffy, cummy, and raw,” Dad commented with pride. “Such a good boy,” Doc added. I lowered my legs and relaxed. I could not believe that my hole was used again, taking it further than before. I could only imagine what was next. “After last night and today Drew, I don’t see how he won't develop the fuck-flu and convert,” Doc said. "Call me when he is sick and I'll drop by.” “I will.” Doc collected his clothes, dressed and left. I sat motionless on the sofa, my back and leg muscles aching from the prolonged effort to remain aloft. My cock throbbed seeking release. My hole throbbed from being stretched open, but my mind was on cock, cum and disease. Dad sat back down in his chair, his cock hanging between his legs, drooling cum. I watched him until my eyes closed and I fell deep asleep.

pozpuppy this is a fucking awesome story, keep it going, wish I had been poz fucked like that at 18