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Part 18: Fucking Peter (part 2) I fell forward, my heart racing. What remained of Pastor Kline’s cum was slick between us. I could feel his own heart beating. He broke off his kissing with Peter and looked to me, reaching up a hand and pulling me into another kiss. For a brief moment, I didn’t see Pastor Kline before me. Instead, I saw my father, and as the image became clear, I found my dick shooting out several more jets of cum. “What was that?” Pastor Kline asked, looking down at where my dick was still inside his ass. “For a second, I saw my dad instead of you,” I told him. “Made me cum some more.” Pastor Kline smiled. “Fucking hot. Would love to see the man that created a bull like you.” “Just because I fucked my brother doesn’t mean our dad would want anything to do with this. Trust me, there is no chance.” “Shame,” he said. “I’d love to watch you fuck your dad.” “I’d love to see you fucked by your own son,” I told him. “You and me both.” “Maybe, one day, we’ll both get lucky.” “He’ll be home soon,” he said. “I’ll see what I can do.” “You better,” Dominic said. “He’s friends with Lewis,” Pastor Kline said, looking at Peter who was taking Dominic’s dick better than before. “I caught them jerking off a few years ago when Lewis stayed over one night. They tried to hide it, but I knew what they were doing.” “Seems your son isn’t as innocent as I’d assumed,” I said. “Though, a lot of young men jerk off together.” “Close bond.” “Maybe,” Pastor Kline said, “Peter can get Lewis to somehow invite him over somewhere. He wouldn’t come if he knew I’d be there.” “I’d love to fuck your son’s ass,” Peter groaned, his dick pointed up into the air, precum dribbling down onto his stomach. A large pool was now created, mixing into his treasure trail. “Imagine fucking a father and son.” “I don’t need to imagine,” Dominic said, winking. “Fuck,” Peter said. “Where have you been all my life?” “I think we’ve all been thinking that,” Pastor Kline said. “How much cum do you make?” Dominic asked, picking up his pace? “Around 12 mls,” Peter said. "I measured once." Dominic’s eyes grew wide. “That’s more than double what's normal.” “Tell me about it,” Peter said. “And your bitch wife doesn’t appreciate it,” Dominic said, shaking his head. “She doesn’t know the god she has, but we do.” I pulled myself out of Pastor Kline and went to Dominic’s dresser in which he kept several instruments and toys. I pulled out a butt plug and inserted it into Pastor Kline’s ass. “Pastor,” Dominic said, eyeing the older man. “I’ve got a water bottle in the fridge filled with piss and cum. I want you to drink it all. Understand?” Pastor Kline nodded and left. “Son,” Dominic said, eyeing me, “I want you to go into the kitchen and get a bottle with a large mouth. I want to catch Peter’s cum just to see how much this fucker shoots.” I followed Pastor Kline into the kitchen where he was already starting in on the bottle of piss and cum. I watched as he drank, the bits of cum clouding the yellow piss. I didn’t much care for the taste of cold piss, but Pastor Kline seemed to like it. Watching him drink down the concoction, I found myself unable to believe that this was the same man I’d been looking up to for years. Now, I was watching him drink another man’s piss and cum while my toxic cum infected his hole. I’d just listened to him fantasize about having his own son fuck him. Never would I have believed Pastor Kline to be this perverted. I looked up to him even more than before. I couldn’t wait for him to be poz. I found the bottle Dominic had wanted and returned to the bedroom, coming to Peter’s side. Even though he hadn’t cum yet, the amount of precum over his stomach made it look as if Peter had already shot at least twice. “Why don’t you try some,” Dominic said, winking at me. I leaned down and started licking the precum off his stomach, some of his hairs sticking into my teeth. With my face pressed against his skin, I could almost feel Dominic’s dick hitting below my lips, a thin layer of muscle and tissue being the only thing keeping us apart. “This feels incredible,” Peter moaned. “This is only the beginning,” Dominic said. “Soon, we’ll have your fuck toy, Lewis, here to infect. After him, we’ll seduce Pastor Kline’s son into joining our ranks. We’ll be running out of recruits.” “I have a few names I can send your way,” Peter said. “Or, at least, a few men in our men’s group I’d love to have an opportunity to fuck.” “I second that,” I said, my mouth full of his precum. There were several men in the church I knew I’d love to have ass up, taking our poz dicks. I imagined what it would be like, looking out over the congregation, knowing I had fucked every man staring back at me, the strain gifted to me by Dominic running through all our veins. “Have you tasted your cum, Peter?” Dominic asked. Peter shook his head. Dominic nodded to me. I moved up to Peter’s mouth and forced it open with my tongue, dumping his precum inside. We stayed locked in this kiss for what felt like forever, swapping the ridiculous amount of precum between us. It tasted sweet and salty, and from Peter’s groans, I could tell that he liked it. Peter tried to say something as we kissed, our interlocking lips making his words muffled. “What?” I asked, releasing him. “I’m gonna cum,” he said. I grabbed the bottle Dominic had told me to get and held it up to Peter’s dick with one hand while my other hand started jerking him off. Peter’s breathing caused his chest to rise up in quick spurts, each breath shallow as his orgasm neared. “I’m cumming,” he moaned. “I’m cumming.” I kept jerking his dick with one hand while holding the bottle with the other. I watched in amazement as he started shooting thick ropes of cum into the bottle. His dick was almost a faucet pouring out his seed, his balls unable to hold the cum anymore. I kept jerking him off, stopping once when I thought he was finished, but he shook his head. “I’m still going,” he said. “Sexy fucker,” Dominic said, his own breathing changing as his orgasm neared. By the time Peter was finished, a quarter of the bottle was filled with his cum. I removed it and closed the lid, holding it up to Dominic. “What the fuck, man?” Dominic said, taking the bottle and eyeing the cum. “This is like four guys worth of cum.” “And I can go again,” Peter said. Dominic looked at me and smiled. “I think we’ve found our star breeder.” Pastor Kline came back into the bedroom, the empty bottle of piss and cum in hand. “I finished,” he said. “Good boy,” Dominic said. “Now, drink Peter’s cum.” Pastor Kline took the bottle from Dominic and opened the lid, swirling the contents around. He lifted it to his mouth and started drinking the cum. "I can't believe what I'm watching," Peter said. "Pastor Kline is drinking my cum like a protein shake." "It is," Dominic said. Halfway through, Pastor Kline took the bottle down, revealing cum around his lips and beads dripping down his chin. He smiled. “Tastes great.” “You see, Peter,” Dominic said, his pace quickening, “We know how to treat a man with your gift. And here’s your reward. A hot load of toxic cum.” His body shuddered as he unloaded in Peter’s ass, fingers digging into his legs, holding on to keep himself from collapsing. Both Dominic and Peter moaned from the waves of pleasure, their voices filling the room, making my cock jump. Dominic looked at Peter and then at me, smiling. “Fuck, that felt good.” I retrieved another butt plug and inserted it as soon as Dominic pulled out his dick. There were traces of blood and cum around his hole, proving once again how hard a lover Dominic was. “I’ve never felt anything like this before,” Peter said, resting his hands on his stomach. “I can feel your cum inside me.” “Speaking of which,” Dominic said, motioning Pastor Kline to clean of his dick. “Peter, I want to watch you fuck Will full of your manly sized load. Are you up for that?” “Sure am,” Peter said. “Are you?” “I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me all night,” I told him. We switched places, my legs hoisted up in the air. It had been a while since I was fucked, and I missed it. While I liked fucking Pastor Kline, I needed to feel a cock in my ass. Seeing Peter’s hard dick bobbing up and down, I found my whole twitch. “Ready when you are.” Peter lined his dick up with my hole and slowly pushed inside. It was amazing how much I had changed. Where it had been painful and difficult the first time Dominic had fucked me, his dick opening me up, making me bleed, I was now taking Peter’s dick with no problem. There was still a bit of pain, but it felt good, making my cock harden. “I’ve never been this hard,” Peter said. “The plug should be hitting your prostate,” Dominic said, reaching down and pressing it into Peter’s ass. Peter shook, eyes rolling back. “Only a plug and a dick can hit that spot.” “And I need you to hit mine,” I told Peter. “Fill me up with all that cum.” “Yes, sir,” Peter said, slipping his dick all the way in before starting a slow, steady rhythm. “Are you still thirsty?” Dominic asked Pastor Kline who was cleaning his beard, none of Peter’s cum remaining on his face. “Always, sir,” Pastor Kline said. “Kneel.” Pastor Kline went down on his knees, his mouth open as Dominic positioned his cock overhead. A jet of piss shot out, hitting Pastor Kline’s lip at first, spraying him in the face. He quickly recovered and wrapped his lips around Dominic’s cock, his throat moving as he swallowed. “Does piss taste good?” Peter asked, watching as Pastor Kline continued drinking. “I never thought of drinking piss.” “It’s not for everyone,” Dominic said. “But for my men, I expect them to try it at least once. Will drinks it occasionally. Pastor Kline here is a real piss pig. He can’t get enough. Isn’t that right?” Pastor Kline nodded, his mouth still filling up with piss. “Just think,” Dominic said, “Your stomach is full of my piss, my cum, and Peter’s cum. Everything a growing slut needs.” “That’s fucking hot,” Peter said, slamming himself into my ass as he continued watching Pastor Kline’s depravity. “I can’t imagine being able to bounce back so quickly,” I said, watching Peter’s dick sliding in and out of my ass. “I don’t think I’d ever stop fucking.” “It wasn’t easy growing up,” Peter said. “All I wanted to do all the time was jerk off. I did it with a friend once, and he made fun of me because he came only twice and I came five times.” “No one understands a gift when they see one,” Dominic said. “If I were you, I’d look that asshole up and fuck him hard just to prove how impressive you really are.” “Maybe I will,” Peter said. “Or, better yet,” Dominic continued, “Why don’t you imagine you’re fucking him right now. Pretend Will is the guy. Fuck him hard, making him regret ever making fun of you.” Peter looked at me, his face unsure. “Go for it,” I told him, pulling my legs back further, exposing more of my hole. “Make me pay for it.” Peter smiled, then his brow furrowed, whatever hostility he had been holding up for years rising to the surface. I could feel his pace quicken, his thrusts no longer gentle but forceful, as if he was using his dick to hurt me. It felt incredible, his dick almost swelling even larger than before. He was hitting my prostate now, sending waves of pleasure throughout my sweating body. I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. “How’s he doing, Son?” Dominic asked. “Incredible,” I moaned. “Give it to him,” Dominic said, standing behind Peter, his hands on his shoulders. He looked me in the eye, the same devious smile from my dream all those weeks ago returning. “Make him pay for it.” Peter slammed into my ass, his balls hitting me hard. I could feel his pubic hair rubbing against my skin, rubbing, creating irritation. Clearly he was getting out his anger. “Think of how your wife doesn’t like you fucking her,” Dominic said, kissing Peter’s neck. “How hard to you want fuck that bitch now?” “Harder than she could imagine,” Peter growled. His fingers dug into my skin, sweat dripping down his body. His chest was heaving, Dominic’s hands finding his nipples. “Fuck!” Peter yelled, Dominic’s fingers twisting. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” “Fill his ass” Dominic said, smiling at me. “Fill me up,” I cried, my body shaking from Peter’s thrusts. Peter’s face contorted, mouth open in a silent scream as he shook, ramming his dick as far into my ass as possible. It felt as if someone was shooting a watergun in my hole. The cum wouldn’t stop pouring out of Peter’s cock. His orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Once it subsided, Peter looked at me, a single tear running down his face as he smiled. “I feel alive,” he said, falling forward onto me. He kissed me, his sweat dripping down on me. I looked at Peter as he smiled and found myself smiling bigger than ever before. Seeing him so happy, seeing him feeing fulfilled, flooded my body with an intense warmth. Without realizing it, I started cumming, shooting between our bodies. “Handsfree,” Peter said, laughing. “Yeah,” I said, unable to look away from him. For a single moment I found myself looking at Peter differently. The same intensity I felt with Dominic filled me as I looked at Peter. I wanted him to never leave. All I wanted was for him, Dominic, and myself to stay here forever. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Alright men, I have one more chapter written before I have to get to work and write some more. That means there may be a sunday where we can't cum together for our normal sexual service. However, I am working on a different story that I think might be a one-off. If you thought Dominic was twisted, wait till you meet this guy.

Went to the CumUnion party at The Works in Indy last evening. Got two huge loads up my ass, swallowed another, made one guy cum hands free while fucking him, fucked three other pigs, ended the night eating a hot hairy bear ass while he was sucking off another dude then slid in and dumped a massive load up his preloaded fuck chute. Still leaking cum this morning so the loads I took must have been really big.

Chapter 6.4 - Cumpadre His curiosity got the better of him and he was out at the soccer fields watching Toby's team play. He looked around and didn't see João anywhere. He even wandered to some of the other matches to check out the other teams, but didn't see him there, either. The match ended and after a short post-game meeting, Toby came up to Ric. "So, do you really like to watch second rate soccer or are you just checking out the guys?" Toby asked. Ric laughed and replied "A bit of both. I wasn't very good in high school. At first I didn't trust myself in the locker rooms, gym class was bad enough. When I was finally comfortable enough being gay, it was senior year and you can't really start sports then." "Yeah, I guess not. Some of these guys haven't been playing long, though. You would fit in. It's good exercise and keeps my butt attracting all sorts of horny guys" Toby said, laughing. "It is a sweet ass" Ric replied. A few seconds later he added "I thought there was another guy on the floor that played soccer." Toby stood there a moment and said "Hmm... I don't think so. At least not on the IM teams. There's one that plays on the university team, João. But he's way out of our league. He might be good enough to go pro." They started walking back towards the dorms when one of Toby's teammates came running up. He whispered something in Toby's ear and Toby laughed. Ric wondered what was funny and soon Toby told him "Gustavo thinks you're hot and wants to know why you haven't shown up at any matches before." He wasn't about to tell him why he was there, so he just said "I like to watch occasionally and Toby mentioned that he was playing today." "Cut the BS, Ric... you were checking out the hot asses looking for the next one to sink your dick into" Toby said with a grin. The bluntness surprised Ric and yet he guessed that from the comment Toby knew Gustavo was queer. When he looked at the smile on Gustavo's face, he knew he was right. "That too" Ric said, chuckling. "Oh... You're active... a top?" Gustavo asked. "Yeah, mostly. I'm versatile with my boyfriend, but it really depends on the other guy" Ric replied. Ric saw the shocked look on Gustavo's face and expected the next question, which he got only a second later. "You cheat on him?" "No, we're open. We both meet with other guys" Ric explained. "I bet it's fun to be one of those other guys" was the quick response. "Be careful of what you ask for. Ric is bigger than most guys and would probably wreck that hot little butt of yours. You had a hard time taking Davey's and he's not even close" Toby said. Ric laughed to himself and watched Gustavo look back at him. A moment later he moved closer to Ric and gave a quick feel of the bulge inside Ric's shorts. "Oh god" Gustavo said after the extended grope. -- A few days later, Ric and Mateo were walking to the elevator and saw Toby talking with Gustavo in the first floor lobby. "Hey guys, how's it going?" Ric said before introducing Mateo to Gustavo. "We were going to go on a short run, do you want to join us?" Toby asked. "Sure. We gotta change first. Uh... Come on up" Ric said. Ric figured it would be a good way to show Gustavo what he felt up the other day and see if he might be interested in playing some time. The four walked down the hall into Ric and Mateo's room and Toby closed the door. Ric and Mateo's t-shirts were off before they had even gotten inside the room. The sandals and jeans were off next, quickly followed by his trunks. Ric rummaged through the drawer and grabbed a jock, tank and running shorts. Mateo still had his cargo shorts on while he looked for his running gear. "I like the tattoo on your back. Are you a Scorpio too?" Gustavo asked innocently. The other three chuckled and Ric turned around, giving Gustavo a full frontal view of his naked body. He had trimmed his bush that morning and the biohazard tattoo was barely hidden by the remaining hair. Mateo replied "No... It's a warning that I can sting" as he turned around, dropped his cargo shorts and pulled on his running shorts. "Wow... that looks bigger than it felt. What does that tattoo mean?" Gustavo asked, looking over Ric and trying to figure out what Mateo meant. "The same as his scorpion. We both have HIV" Ric said. "But you look healthy" Gustavo said. "Mmhmm, we are" Ric said, just like he had told countless other guys that asked. He pulled on his jockstrap and shorts before pulling the tank top. He knew he'd be taking the shirt off part way through the run and hoped all four of them would be shirtless soon. Within ten minutes of starting their run, Ric got his wish as the shirts got pulled off. He ran with Mateo most of the time but would drop back to get a better view of the three sexy butts. Ric wondered if outing his and Mateo's status had ruined any chance that he could get into Gustavo's hot ass. As they finished their run, Gustavo waved as he headed back to his dorm a few blocks away. The other three ended up in Ric and Mateo's room and the three sweaty bodies were naked in seconds. "Need some dick?" Mateo asked, rubbing his fingers along Toby's moist crack. "Oh god yeah... I haven't had anything since Jack on Wednesday" Toby moaned. Ric was on his knees feeding Toby's mouth as Mateo pressed his face in, licking all over the sweat covered ass. He didn't spend much time rimming, his hard cock was eager to get into the ass that he hadn't fucked before. It was a tight fit, but Toby relaxed and was getting pounded a few minutes later. "Damn, that's a good ass... No wonder Ric's been keeping it to himself" Mateo said. Ric chuckled, feeling Toby get forced further on to his shaft. Mateo began to plow faster until his cock began to spew ropes of cum into the slick tunnel. Toby pulled off Ric's cock and moaned out "Ahhh fuck yeah! Breed that hungry pussy!" Mateo let the the load of cum soak inside a minute before slowly pulling out. He swapped spots with Ric and Toby eagerly licked the poz cum off Mateo's cock. Ric slid in easily and plowed Toby with long, firm strokes. The orgasm snuck up on him quicker than he expected and showered Toby's gut as he thrust in. "Ahhhh that feels so good" Toby moaned out. The three sat on the floor, recovering. "It always feels good to take a new guy's dick and cum, thanks. Hopefully that won't be the last time" Toby said, winking at Mateo. A moment later, he said "Ric... Gustavo was asking a few questions while we ran. I hope you don't mind, but I gave him your number since some of them I didn't want to answer." "No problem. Is he thinking about taking his chances with a poz load or three?" Ric asked. "Maybe. He sounds a lot more careful than I was. My desire to feel Jack's cock inside me outweighed everything else" Toby said. "I hope you don't regret it. I love knowing I have Ric's bug inside of me" Mateo said. "No, I don't. I just realize I rushed into it. I went from having my first experience with a guy to being poz in only a few months" Toby said. "Have you pozzed anyone yet?" Ric asked. "Yeah... A friend when I was home last summer. It was strange being a top, but that only lasted a month, thankfully. After he converted he went back to being a top and me a bottom" Toby said. "So you don't want to be the one to do Gustavo..." Ric then asked. "No... I think I'll save that for someone that I'm closer to" he replied. A day later, the first message came and slowly Ric knew he felt more comfortable asking questions. Questions were one thing, putting out was another and Ric had resigned Gustavo to the flirt-but-no-play group. That meant he was lower priority than guys that were actively looking to hookup. Like João. They had been meeting a couple times a week and Ric watched him become more comfortable with his status each time. Ric and Mateo had taken several of his loads, always like the first time he bred Mateo with a dick fucking his ass. "I think you're the closest I am going to get to having one of my people fuck me" Gustavo sent one day. "Why? Are there no other gay guys from there going to school here?" Ric asked. He felt ignorant not knowing what country he was from. He didn't want to guess wrong and offend him. He knew there was a camaraderie and yet a rivalry between different South American countries. He preferred the camaraderie of his fellow brown queers, even if he didn't speak their language. "No. All straight. I've never been with anyone from Brazil while I've been here for school, only at home" he replied. Ric smiled, but sent back "Being poz will make it harder. Find your compadre before you play with poz guys." He had a few motives for his response. One was to slow the stream of messages from Gustavo and two to satisfy Gustavo's need for hooking up with a fellow countryman. "Yes, u are right" Gustavo sent back. The messages didn't slow down, though, and Ric thought they might have gotten more intense. Gustavo even stopped by occasionally to talk face to face. They had been talking for over two hours when a text message came from João. "Free now?" he asked. It was his code for "I am very horny. Can we fuck?" and Ric laughed to himself. He typed back "Mateo not here. Talking with a friend. 5 min." Ric told Gustavo "A friend needs some help with an assignment. It's been good talking with you again." He had been trying to end the conversation for almost thirty minutes since it seemed to be going in circles. Gustavo hinting that he wanted to have sex but completely afraid of getting infected. Ric only had covered sex with clients and if his dick went into Gustavo, it would be bare. Gustavo nodded and asked one final question "Do you regret it?" "No, not at all. I've done a lot of things that I never would have, so the pluses outweigh the downsides" Ric said. Gustavo got up and opened the door to head back to his room. João was standing there and both gasped. "Do you know each other?" Ric asked. João pushed Gustavo back into the room and closed the door. "What are you doing here?" João asked him in Portuguese. Ric realized he wasn't going to be part of this conversation and sat back on the bed, trying to understand what he could. Gustavo told him that they were just talking. "Nothing more? No sex?" João then asked. Gustavo replied "No" and looked disappointed. "I didn't know you knew Ric, too. I will let him help you with your school work" Gustavo said. João looked confused but replied "Yes, I live at the other end of the floor." Ric could tell that Gustavo was nervous around João and wondered if he had a crush on him. "I should go, now" Gustavo said, switching back to English. Once Gustavo had left, Ric asked "Do you know him?" "Of course. He's from Brazil too. We sat next to each other on the plane coming back for this semester. He's a nice guy and a good football player, but he has a reputation since he is openly gay. Many guys don't want to be seen with him" João said. He thought a moment and then asked "Have you... had sex with him?" "No. He's too scared about HIV. I think he wants to, though. He's unhappy that he can't find any other gay Brazilians to have sex with and I guess I'm close enough" Ric replied, chuckling. "Oh? I know a few but I don't know if he would want them since they are older" João said. Ric laughed and said "To be honest, I think they could have three eyes, six fingers and a tail, as long as they were from your country." It took a few seconds for João to understand Ric's comment, but then he laughed too. A smile grew across his face before he said "I don't have a tail... or three eyes." "He has told me he is only a bottom, like you. If you know a top that might be interested, then you should give them a chance to decide for themselves" Ric replied. As João's smile turned to a wicked grin, he realized that he misunderstood. "You want to fuck him?" Ric asked. João nodded and said "Only if he understands what will happen. My playing days will be over as soon as I get my exam. There won't be a reason to hide anymore." "What exam?" Ric asked. "My medical exam. I get one every six months. When they find out I have HIV, they will kick me off the team. The other players will know I am gay too and won't want to play with me" João said. "Don't expect the worst. You might be surprised" Ric said. "Uh... do you want me to have him come back here?" Ric asked. He watched João nod, looking embarrassed that he was letting his urges drive his thoughts. Ric texted Gustavo and five minutes later there was a knock at the door. This time, Gustavo was excited and said "Ric said you wanted to ask me something." João nodded and asked "You wanted to have sex with us?" Gustavo nodded. "You understand that we will give you the bug, yes?" he then asked. "I know Ric will, yes" he said and then realized what João meant. "You too?" Gustavo asked and it was João's turn to nod. He thought about it only a moment and said "I am yours. Share your seeds and virus with me." Gustavo eagerly knelt in front of João and pulled his shorts down. Ric always knew when João was horny, since he only had his soccer shorts and a tank top on which made it easy for him to be naked in seconds. The shorts fell to his ankles and he kicked them to the side with the shirt joining them a half second later. João slipped back into Portuguese and Ric sat back, watching the pair. Ric noticed that João was taking a more dominant role and wondered if he was going to be needed to help João fuck Gustavo. After a few minutes of sucking, Gustavo leaned back and pulled his shirt off and then his shorts. He took the cock back into his mouth and João began to fuck his throat. The move surprised Ric and he slowly stroked his cock, watching the scene unfold. Several minutes later, João pulled Gustavo off his cock and said something to him, getting a vigorous nod from Gustavo. Gustavo turned around and showed João his jock framed ass. A pair of spit covered fingers lubed up the hole before João spit over the exposed ring. Without any hesitation, João pressed his uncovered cock to Gustavo's hole and pushed. It took a few tries, but Ric watched him finally penetrate Gustavo on his own. Moans came out of both of them as João held still just inside. He pulled out and added more spit before working his cock back in deeper. It was obvious that João didn't top much, but the longer he plowed, the more comfortable he looked. Ric could see that Gustavo was being patient and making sure that João lasted for more than a few minutes. The thrusts got faster and soon Gustavo was fucking back on João's cock. The fuck lasted twice as long as Ric expected and neither seemed to want it to end. João growled out and tried to delay the inevitable orgasm, but a minute later he thrust in hard and his body shook. Ric smiled, knowing that he was breeding Gustavo's hungry ass completely on his own with no help from a cock in his ass. The moan from the bottom was long and low as he milked the cock that was planted inside him. João stood there, shocked at what he'd just done, but slowly pulled back. He slowly sat down on the floor, dripping sweat and breathing heavily. Gustavo looked over at Ric and smiled, wiggling his ass to call him over. Ric chuckled and got off the bed, but he turned Gustavo around so he was facing João. The cum helped Ric force his cock into the tight hole. While João might have been thicker than average, he wasn't as thick as Ric was. The thrusts started slowly letting Gustavo adjust to the girth. There was still a note of pain in his moans, but he didn't show any signs of wanting Ric to stop. It was a short fuck since he'd been edging while João had fucked him. Just over ten minutes after he entered him, Ric's balls started to release their seed. He never went deep, trying to keep as much of João's venom inside as he could and add to it. Just like he had with João, Gustavo worked his ass to get every drop of cum that he could from Ric's cock. Ric slowly pulled out and even with a gentle fuck, he could tell that they had done some damage to Gustavo's guts. Once he'd pulled out completely Gustavo crawled over to João and sat next to him, holding him close and resting his head on João's shoulder. "We shouldn't have done that" João said, looking guilty. "You made my dream come true. It's a small price to pay. I am yours any time you want me" Gustavo said.

Chapter 6.3 - Down the Hall He'd been playing around too much Spring semester and now it was time to pay up. Midterm tests were coming and Ric worried that his grades were suffering. Taylor's comment from a year before was getting too close to the truth, he was fucking his way through college. The door was closed and he had earbuds in playing quiet nature sounds while he studied. Ric reached around and grabbed the water jug from the small dorm fridge. It only had half a glass left and it was time for short break to refill it. As he pulled his earbuds off and put them back in the charging case there was a knock at the door. Ric opened it up and saw a startled short guy looking back at him. Ric recognized the guy from the other end of the floor, but had only seen him wandering around and had never talked to him. Ric wore his usual uniform of only jogging shorts and sandals while the other guy had jeans and a tee on. Standing at least five inches shorter than Ric, he looked intimidated. "Hi, what's up?" Ric asked. "Uh... Hi. I'm David from the other end of the hall. My... Uh... roommate is really sick and he asked me if you could come down there to check him out" the guy said. Ric chuckled and replied "I'm not sure why he'd want to talk to me since I'm not a doctor. I haven't even made it to pre-med yet." "I don't know anything or why he wanted you, but he asked so here I am. Can you please just come see him? He looks awful" David asked. Ric set the water bottle down, grabbed his phone and keys and followed David back to his room. Ric wasn't really sure who David's roommate was, but followed him at a brisk pace down the long hallway. Once in the room, Ric remembered the roommate immediately. João laid there almost naked with a pair of skimpy briefs struggling to contain a large bulge. He looked like a lot of soccer players he saw on TV. He was pretty sure he played on the team with Toby, but since he'd only gone to one game he wasn't sure. The few times he'd run into João, he seemed to have a very macho attitude and had actively avoided any of the openly gay guys on the floor, Mateo and Ric included. He had assumed that João was straight and homophobic, but maybe that was premature judgment. Ric was a little surprised to see him manscaped, with his chest hair trimmed, stomach shaved and a perfect, narrow line of hair running from his navel down to the top of the briefs. The beard on his face was similarly trimmed close all the way up the sides of his head to a slightly longer top. The only thing that prevented him from modeling the latest swimwear was that his body was covered in sweat and he passed out almost as soon as Ric got there. João's neck looked swollen and Ric saw a few patches of rash on his otherwise unblemished light brown skin. Almost immediately, Ric knew why he was called and had a guess as to what João was experiencing. "What's his temperature?" Ric asked and before getting a reply asked "How long has he been like this?" David said "It started Thursday night. I don't have a thermometer, so I don't know what his fever is. He looked bad when I went to classes yesterday and the rash started this morning. He keeps moaning like he's in pain, too." Ric glanced up and saw the large Brazilian flag hanging next to the bed and muttered "crap" to himself since his knowledge of Portuguese was only slightly better the German that the guy had tried to converse with him at the bathhouse a week earlier. "Can you go to the RA's room and see if he has a thermometer?" Ric asked David. He saw João open his eyes and asked "Habla Espanol?" and got a strained "poquito" in reply. "OK, I think I know why you asked for me" he said and before he could finish his sentence, he saw João pointing a finger at his biohazard tattoo. "Ah, well, welcome to the club" Ric said. He then told João "I don't speak Portuguese and I was hoping we could talk privately, but English it is. I assume if you got HIV it was from gay sex. Correct?" and watched João nod 'yes' before breathing deep. "Does David know you're gay or bi?" Ric asked next. He heard João reply softly "No. No one knows." There was pain in his voice and he knew João ached like he never had before. He remembered feeling the same a few years earlier. A few seconds later, David came in the room with a digital thermometer. "He said to aim it at the forehead, several inches away and hold it there a few seconds" David said. "101.7 F which is... 38.7 C" Ric said, handing the thermometer back to David. A moment later he continued "Keep checking it every four or six hours and if it gets much higher, he should go to the emergency room. Let's get some wet towels for him and I'll go pick up some stuff to keep him hydrated." Ric kept checking on him and it took until the following Wednesday until João's fever broke and he was able to walk around. Monday after classes and with his first mid-term exam completed, he dragged João over to the clinic to find out for sure. Wednesday they were back and Ric sat in the waiting room and he finally saw João come out of the exam area with Hector ushering him back. "He's going to need some help. He said that he knew what it was, but still took it hard. I'm glad you are here to watch him. But... Uh... Is it from you?" Hector asked. Ric shook his head 'no' and said "I didn't know he went that way. He avoided all of us gay guys. But I guess he saw my tattoo at some point and asked for me when he got sick." "We won't know what his numbers are until the end of the week. Bring him back next Monday and we'll figure out what he wants to do. Keep an eye on him until then, please?" Hector asked. Ric nodded and the pair headed back to the dorm. "If you want to talk, I'm a good listener, but I'd like to know what happened" Ric said after they got a half block away. "My parents are not accepting of people like us. They said very bad things about my cousin and almost as bad about my uncle and aunt for... loving him anyway. So, I have kept it to myself. Here, I can find men to meet and not have to worry about them finding out" João said softly. After a pause, he continued "I met a guy several weeks ago. He was nice at first and the sex was amazing. The last time we met, he got angry while he fucked. He told me that I was going to pay for the asshole that pozzed him. That all of us Mexican fags deserve to die from AIDS. But I'm not from Mexico..." he said, starting to sob. Ric put his arm around João and they stopped. "Stupid people lump all of us brown folks in whatever bucket their racist minds want to. You'll be ok, life will go on. It's not like you can change it, anyway" Ric said. Over the weekend, Ric, Mateo and João talked. "One of the questions they'll ask you is if you want to go on treatment right away" Mateo said. "Why wouldn't I? Doesn't everyone?" João asked. "Not all. Neither of us are and I know several other guys that aren't. I love feeling a guy filling me up with viral loads almost as much as I like giving them" Ric said. The shocked look on João's face surprised Ric and he wondered which part shocked him. "You're not afraid to take more infected cum? Or infect them?" João asked. "Once you have it, it doesn't matter. Some neg guys like the risk and others want it, so we can help them out" Ric replied, smiling back at João. "Do you mean I don't have to worry any more? I could take your poz cum and it wouldn't make me sick again?" João asked. "No. Not now or after you start medications. The only guys you might want to stay away from are neg guys that aren't on PrEP. Unless they want your bug. You would be very toxic right now" Mateo said. João shook his head. "No, I am only a bottom... But you could fuck me and we both would be ok?" He asked. "Of course. Why? Are you horny?" Ric asked. He and Mateo watched as João nodded 'yes' quickly, his body tingling at the thought of finally having sex again. Ric closed and locked the door and when he turned around, Mateo was pulling João's jersey over his head. Ric tugged his shorts down and they were all naked seconds later. Ric pressed against his back and Mateo his front. Mateo kissed him roughly until Ric turned João's head and and did the same. When Mateo turned his head back, Ric slid down his back, letting his tongue trace down his spine. João let out a loud moan when Ric grabbed both butt halves and buried his face in. The muscled ass was firm in his hands and the experienced hole felt good on his tongue. For all of the manscaping that João did on the upper front side of his body, he left the layer of fur on his legs and ass natural. Ric was in heaven and barely noticed when João bent over and started sucking on Mateo's cock. Ric felt a tap on his arm and knew that was Mateo's indication that it was time to change up. Next, João was on his knees, taking Ric's dick into his mouth while Mateo was getting in position to enter João's hole. The moment Mateo's cock touched João's hole Ric felt him tense up. Ric quietly said "Shhhh, you'll be ok. He won't hurt you and you can't hurt him" as he stroked João's head. Mateo's face soon smiled and Ric watched his boyfriend slowly slip inside the muscular ass. A moan surrounded his cock, followed by a tongue resuming it's work on his shaft. Mateo slowly built up speed which helped Ric's cock thrust into João's throat. João took the ass and throat drilling better than Ric expected, since most closeted guys didn't have a lot of experience. He even deep throated himself on Ric's cock a few times, staying down longer than most guys. When Ric heard the familiar growls, he knew his boyfriend was close. Ric slipped his cock out of the warm, wet mouth and held João's head gently. The whimper from João when Mateo came deep in his ass was a little surprising. Ric wondered if it was from regret or if he really was that submissive. When Mateo pulled out, Ric said "Turn around" and watched both guys turn around on their knees. He was close and he didn't know how much longer he could hold the cum in his balls. Ric reached around and guided João's stiff shaft to Mateo's ass and got another whimper. "Just slide in, I'll do the rest" Ric said and with half of João's cock in, Ric drove his own spit covered shaft into the cum filled hole. Moans came out of all three guys while Ric started to thrust into the freshly bred hole. Mateo had stretched him enough that Ric easily started pounding João. "Fuck, that's one hot poz ass" Ric said as his hips bounced off the firm butt. After a few minutes, Ric realized that João was pulling back after each inward thrust so that the next thrust would fuck him into Mateo's chute. "Maybe he's not a total bottom" Ric thought. A hard thrust pushed his dick all the way into João's hole and thus his into Mateo. Ric pumped a few more times and then buried his cock again. When he did it the next time, he felt João's hole spasm around his cock and a deep moan come from Mateo. He stayed planted, enjoying the muscles massage his shaft as João bred his first guy since converting. When the squeezes softened, Ric plunged one more time into João's hole and unleashed his own viral seed into the sloppy chute. The three stood there, breathing heavy with their sweaty bodies pressed together for a few minutes. The sound of gasping was broken up when Mateo said "That was a huge load... When did you cum last?" "Before I got sick" João said, sounding embarrassed. "You sure he'll be ok?" he then asked and finally "I have not fucked anyone since I came here for school." "Hopefully it won't be the last time. You have a great dick and I love how that little curve feels" Mateo said. They pulled out from each other and laid on the floor, João licking Ric's cock and Mateo, his. "Feel better?" Mateo asked. "Much better. Both of you fuck like my friends from last year. It brought back a lot of good memories" João said. "What happened to them?" Ric asked. "They graduated and moved back to Sao Paulo. They want me to go back for their wedding, but now I can't" João said. "There are lots of solutions. If you want to go, you should" Mateo said. "Back to the present... How did you like breeding my boyfriend?" Ric asked. "It felt good, but I don't think I could have done it without you fucking me at the same time" João replied.

Chapter 6.2 - Sparky "U like doin negs?" was the message Ric got from Jim. Ric laughed to himself and wondered where this was going. He liked that they had continued to hookup after the summer break but knew that once the new library was finished they might not. A few had been longer fucks than their usual pump and dump on the construction site. Ric had even met Jim's roommate when they had an extended fuck session at his apartment. "Done my share. why?" he replied. A few seconds later Jim replied "Been fuckin an electrician" and then "Last time he said he just tested neg again and wondered why" followed by "he thought all poz guys could give him bug." "doesnt sound like he's too worried abt it. he chasin?" Ric asked. "Dunno bred him most of summer b4 he found out I was poz" Jim replied then added "others stopped fuckin him when they found out I was nailing him too. dumbfucks dont understand since I'm undetectable I'm safer than most guys no matter how many times I tell em." Ric wondered what Jim was thinking and if he wanted to poz the guy up. "U gonna stop meds to do it?" he sent. "Kinda wanted to watch u fck him first" Jim answered. Ric chuckled. "fuck him or poz him?" he asked. "Fuck. Dont think hes had a dick as big as u. hes cocky. b nice to watch a college guy own his ass" Jim texted back. Ric thought about it a moment and replied "If I fuck him, I'll own his ass 4 sure. where n when?" Jim sent a message back a few minutes later "checking. prob do longer fuck than we can at jobsite. u know places? don't want to use my apt." "Bathhouse?" Ric asked. "I dunno, might be too public for him" Jim replied. "Just go at an off time and have him get a room. He can decide how visible he is" Ric said, starting to think this was going to be too much work. "Monday eve might be quiet. Can u do that?" Jim asked. Seven thirty on Monday night, Ric walked into the bathhouse. "Not one of your usual times. Meeting someone?" the attendant asked. "Yeah. Not even sure if he'll show. How's the crowd?" Ric replied. "No crowd. Only a handful inside right now. It might pick up after ten" he got as a reply. Ric stripped down and stuffed his clothes in the locker before heading to the sauna. He gave Jim and his friend Sparky an hour before he would give up and head back home. He didn't have to wait long and he saw Jim and another guy come into the sauna. Once they got close he could see the other guy better without the steam. Sparky was a several years older than Jim or maybe he just had a hard life. His head was shaved and he wore several days scruff on his face. His smooth body held several extra pounds and the good start of a beer belly. There were several small tattoos scattered over his body and one large lightning bolt tattoo on his upper left arm. When he took the towel off his waist, Ric saw a rather small cock and no pubes. Ric didn't think Sparky was very attractive and hoped that he was a better lay than eye candy. At least when he turned around to check out the steam room Ric saw a nice, but smooth, ass. "Did you get a room?" Ric asked. Jim shook his head "No, the guy up front said there weren't a lot of people here so Sparky decided to chance it." "Ya only live once, huh?" Sparky said in a thick southern drawl. Ric chuckled and nodded, spreading his legs and stroking his soft cock. "Damn that's big" Sparky said, keeping his sentences short. He kept staring too and started to lick his lips. "Yeah, I won the lottery in that department. Come on over and give it a try. Let's see if you can wrap your lips around it" Ric said. Sparky looked around and no one else had come into the sauna. He came closer and bent over, taking Ric's partially hard cock into his hand. "Fuck" he said before pulling the foreskin back and licking over the head. Ric hadn't showered and he knew there might be more than just sweat and some piss under the hood, but Sparky didn't object. Slowly, he took more of Ric's cock into his mouth and Ric watched Jim disappear behind Sparky. A few seconds later, Sparky moaned around Ric's cock and Ric assumed that came from Jim's tongue on his ass. The moans kept coming and Sparky began sucking harder and deeper. It wasn't the best blowjob Ric had gotten but it wasn't the worst, either. Sparky mostly kept his teeth from scraping on Ric's shaft, but Ric was used to it. He licked back up the shaft, letting Ric's cock pop free of his lips. After taking a deep breath and going back down, he took Ric further into his mouth and just let the tip hit his throat. Ric rested his hand on the back of Sparky's head, pushing harder until the tip squeezed in. Sparky struggled and Ric let up, giving him a moment to refill his lungs before pushing his head back down. With his cock deeper in Sparky's throat this time, Ric gently started to thrust up, getting a little deeper. A few moments later, he saw Jim's head pop up and then stand up. He let Sparky grab another bit of air and pressed down as he watched Jim push in. Like he usually did when he fucked Sparky, Jim slowly sunk his entire shaft into the hole. Sparky had told him he loved to feel the burn and today he was sure Sparky would feel it at least twice today. He made sure there was just the bare minimum coating of spit to let him in. A slow drag pulled his cock all the way out before he shoved back in. This time, he didn't stay planted and began to plow way with firm strokes. Ric was fucking his face too, just with shorter strokes. The moans had turned to groans and Ric could tell Sparky was in pain. He wasn't trying to push off or wiggle away, so Ric pulled his head back and let him nurse on Ric's cock. The moans returned after a couple minutes until Jim would thrust in and make him grunt. Jim started to drill Sparky faster and Ric figured he was close. He had never seen Jim top before and now knew he was much more than just a horny bottom. Out of the steam Ric saw a guy come closer, stroking his cock. When he got next to Jim, Ric recognized him as the guy he called spiderman. The guy was about fifty and had a dozen or more spider tattoos crawling up his arm. Ric and Taylor had taken turns the previous Spring making sure that his cum was now virally enhanced. Spiderman grinned at Ric and watched Jim inch ever closer to orgasm as he slowly stroked his hard cock. A loud growl preceded Jim's last thrust, followed by the first breeding that night of Sparky's hole. It looked like a long orgasm and Ric wondered if he had been saving up to make sure he flooded Sparky's cunt. Spiderman grinned and then wordlessly asked if he could be next. Ric wasn't sure that Sparky knew there was another guy in the sauna, but he found out when instead of Ric getting up or Jim pushing back in, he got spiderman's long thin cock. Sparky jolted a bit, but Ric held his head. It didn't take long before spiderman was pounding Sparky's ass. His fuck looked pretty boring to Ric, with only one motion and one speed. He only lasted five minutes before he began to shoot his toxic jizz into Sparky. Ric would have preferred to be the only one filling Sparky with viral cum, but so far Sparky wasn't a good enough fuck to earn Ric's desire to be the only one. Once spiderman was out of the way, Ric and Jim swapped spots. The hole might have been slick with two guys' loads, but it still was tight. He saw Sparky's face buried in Jim's crotch with a cock probably deep into his throat. Ric got a couple inches in and bent over Sparky, pressing his chest to Sparky's sweaty back. With his head next next to Sparky's, he asked "Ready to get knocked up, Sparky?" Sparky whimpered with Jim's cock still in his mouth. "I'll take that as a 'yes'" Ric said, plunging his cock most of the way in. Sparky screamed out but most of it was muffled by Jim's cock. His body squirmed and twisted but since he was pinned between Ric and Jim, it just forced Ric's cock in deeper. Ric raised his hips and gave another hard thrust, digging into a new spot and making Sparky scream even louder before Jim pushed his cock in deeper. "Jim said you were disappointed your last test was neg. I hope that won't be a problem next time" Ric said, rolling his hips so his cock was almost out before driving back in. Slowly he plowed, forcing most of the two loads out and stretching the soft chute with each thrust. The whimpers returned a few minutes later along with Ric's faster strokes. Ric saw Jim face fuck Sparky's throat and he started to plow faster too. Once Sparky got used to one intensity, Ric would go harder. Ric pushed up, keeping his grip on Sparky's shoulders while he kept pounding. Jim smiled back at him and Ric wondered if he was up for a fuck like this. Most of their encounters had been quite a bit tamer. Another five minutes had Ric close and a few minutes more found him firing off volleys of his cum into Sparky's battered cunt. A few guys had gathered to watch Sparky get fucked and a few made comments when Ric shoved in the final time. "He's fucked" one guy said. "Lucky bitch" said another. Ric chuckled, quickly glancing to see who might be a good hookup next time. Once the adrenaline had faded, Ric slowly pulled his cock free and watched cum drip out of the wrecked hole. He stood back and Jim got up, leaving Sparky gasping for breath and braced on the bench. Jim slid his hard cock into the loose hole and laughed. It was then that Ric saw the fresh ink on Jim's upper back. The bio tat was larger than his but looked perfectly sized for the placement between his shoulders. It only took a couple minutes before Jim was growling again and pumping more of his seed into Sparky's hole. Ric took a seat and Sparky licked his cock briefly. When Jim had pulled out, Sparky stood up obviously in pain. "Fuck, my ass and throat are so fuckin sore" Sparky said. "That should hold you for a couple days" Jim said, slapping Sparky's ass. They headed off toward the showers with Ric trailing the other two. "Nice ink, Jim" Ric said as they rinsed off. "It's your fault. I liked your tat and wanted to get one, but I was afraid of the reaction I'd get. I've been getting a lot more action the past year and found more guys that aren't afraid of fuckin poz guys. Seem to be a lot more poz college students that want some hole to fuck, too" Jim said. Ric smiled back at him. "That might be my fault too" Ric thought.

100%. While it's usually fun to rut in fresh Hole, it's always fun to rut in known, reliably hot cumdumps. I usually hit my favorite joints about the same time, same nights. Fairly often I see a guy I "know", and generally we trade knowing glances, a bit of a smile, sometimes even a bit of a chat. Once in a while, I'll re-Breed, which only turns the heat up for all the fresh meat. Every guy loves fresh meat, since if we haven't had it before, there's always a chance it'll turn out to be great. In any case, a clump of men rawfucking each other is always fun.

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. This is another one that's been sitting around a while. There's only one part. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. ----- I'm one of those guys that's always horny and doesn't really care who he fucks. There were usually only bottoms out looking on the apps and sites near me, anyway. Most would take any half hard dick if it would just show up. I had chatted with plenty of bottoms over the years that listed "neg only" on their profiles that with very little arm twisting would gladly take my very toxic load. Most assumed when I said I was poz, that meant I was undetectable. It was always an awkward conversation to have when you're horny, but in the end they were more interested in getting fucked than anything else. One night I was looking over a few sites and I saw a guy that had a party ad for the next night at 6pm. His profile said he was a bottom on PrEP, mid thirties, kind of average size-wise and liked anonymous hookups. The party ad said that he was looking for 800 loads or something ridiculous and no loads refused so I sent him a message along with a party request. "Hey, like ur profile. Want me to load u up b4 the party?" I sent. The next day I got a message. "Thanks. sounds hot. is that 8 porn or real inches? u undetectable?" I'd seen these replies before and figured he'd wimp out pretty quick, but I sent him back "It could be really hot. Real inches. Not undetectable but ur on prep so it doesnt matter." "What about other guys at party? they might not be" he replied. "u said no loads refused nevermind" I replied and cancelled my request. Most guys like this were more interested in getting dick in them and I was surprised he cared about the other tops that had signed up. The site said that 22 were already approved but I knew that if five showed up he'd be doing good. A minute later I got back a reply "any load is good hope u can make it Sunset Inn #203 ready after 5pm" I waited a few hours and sent back "have another offer. might make it at 5 or 6." I knew at this point he'd rather take a toxic load than worry about the other guys fucking him. My goal was to bathe their dick's in a viral sea of cum. I didn't have any other offers, I just wanted him to be desperate for any dick he could get. At five forty the next day, I showed up at his motel room. The door was held open by the extended deadbolt. I walked in and gently closed the door, just like I found it. Only one dim light was on in the corner, enough to see where the bottom was but not bright enough to get any video evidence. Exactly how I like these hookups. I heard a little noise, but by the time I got past the bathroom, he was blindfolded and on all fours on the bed. I walked closer and felt his bare ass, running my fingers along the crack. His hole was lubed and a sniff told me it wasn't from cum. My cock got harder by the second and I quickly pushed my jeans off. Two spits on his hole and I shoved half of my eight inches into him. Some guys would scream out, but not this one. There was a little pain in his groan, but not a lot. A second thrust got three quarters and a third had him rooted. Each stroke after that was long and purposeful. I kept plowing him for about fifteen minutes until I heard more guys enter the room. I waited until four guys were there and then started to pound him. I heard grunts, groans and the occasional "thank you sir" as I glanced around the room. The guys were all stroking their dicks, waiting for their turn. I had been there long enough that my eyes had adjusted to the dim light and I could see the decent mix of guys pretty clearly. Everything from a nervous, plain, early 20's guy that looked like he just walked off a construction site to a late sixties otter. One guy I recognized from several of these types of parties. Sometimes he'd bottom, sometimes he'd top. My seed had gone into him at least three times and I'd watched his profile change from 'neg' to 'ask me'. A few hard thrusts and my cock was planted deep as it began to spew my toxic seed into his prep'd guts. When the last spurt shot out, I looked around the room wondering who were the protected ones and who weren't, Each one looked eager to sink their dick into the potent soup I'd just dumped into the cumslut. I marked his back with the marker on the bed, hoping he'd get at least a dozen more loads throughout the night, but figured that the five of us would probably be it. When I pulled out the construction guy took my place. I stood around and watched the next few guys fuck the host. With no new attendees, I pulled my jeans back on and headed out of the room. A guy was standing in the hall, nervously waiting and trying to get up the guts to go in. I could see a nice bulge in his gray sweatpants that he was trying to hide. "He's a good fuck and there's only a few guys in there. Have some fun" I whispered as slowly walked by him. A glance back as I made it a few rooms down saw him disappear into the party room. When I got home I sent a message to the bottom telling him "thx. nice ass. hope the other guys liked my lube."

Paul is a bearded mature top, somewhat hairy and with a noticeable covid-19 belly. He is a natural hunter and can be insatiable when the sexual needs call. No sex in weeks had him feeling very frisky and he decided to hit the sauna. It does not visit it often but when he does, he likes to take his time, arouse by its sleazy atmosphere. He likes to walk around watching other men engaging in public hot action and finds pleasure observing the different chase and flirting dynamics that happen in there. The smells, the dark corners, the glory holes,... It was Thursday evening and it was not busy yet at the sauna. Paul was walking around, exploring before choosing his first prey. On one of this walks through a corridor, he finally saw something that caught his attention. A sexy stud, around 22 years old, coming his way. Muscular smooth body, friendly face, beautiful smile... "Wow! Look at this candy right here" thinks Paul. "He looks like a soldier or a fireman". The young man walked confidently passing by his side without even giving him a look. But that was not a deterrent for Paul's libido, that was already beginning to take control of him. He just came from that direction and knew that the corridor ended in a dark room with a sling in it, The room was empty at the moment though, so he stayed put waiting for him to return through the corridor. But after a couple of minutes waiting, it was clear that this hot fella was confortable waiting alone in the dark room so Paul decided to come in as well. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darker space but he found the young man exactly where he was wishing to find him. Lying on the sling with his legs up. He was delighted observing the view. It was a well rounded ass with some blondish bush of hair around the hole. "Uffff" - "Hi, good evening" said Paul friendly, approaching him slowly while the boy lifted his head to check on his visitor. - "Hey,.. good evening..... all good?" answered back. - "Oh sure, very good right now. I have not seen you here before but you look gorgeous. What's your name?" asked Paul. He was already standing close to his offering ass. - "Well, thank you. I'm Johnny. I' rarely come here, actually." The young man smile but his tone of voice was cold. - "Then I'm lucky that you decided to come today!". Paul then removed his towel letting his cock free. It was not hard yet but even then his size was considerable. He moved closer to him, getting his penis touching his buttchecks. - "Mmmm.... no... sorry" said Johnny rejecting his approach. - "No? why not? You don't want to get fucked?" asked Paul, not stepping back and now actively rubbing his penis around his hole teasing him. - "I don't.... you are not... I look for something else." he struggled to answer. - "Something else.... In what way?" - "Well, I'm sorry but I like younger men..... and I'm not much attracted to beards either to be honest. And certainly not like this, no unsafe sex with a stranger". - "Okay, okay. Clearly not a match. Message received. I won't bother you any longer" said Paul while leaving the room with certain disappointment. He continued with his search and found 2 other men that gave him proper blowjobs. But he did not manage to cum. He wanted a long fuck session that night and a blowjob would just not do it. He was also still thinking of Johnny and his lustful body, so 40 minutes after his first visit, he decided to check the sling room again. Johny was still laying on the sling. A few guys had entered the room in the meantime but already left and none had fucked him yet so he started to feel frustrated. - "How is it going?". It took a moment for Johny to link the voice to his owner. - "Oh... you. hey. Well... It's not my night, it seems. And this place seems less busy than before. But it's okay, I will be leaving soon" - "Yes, it is sort of empty. But it gets quite busy around 00:00 at night, when the bars start closing. And tomorrow is free day for most people, so I'm sure you can get then lots of attention." Answered Paul. He then started approaching him again. He wanted to see that body much closer. - "Oh, did not know that. I start working in a couple of hours, so I can never stay that late." - "I see. Are you sure then that you don't want me to please you with this so you don't leave empty handed" said the bear while grabbing his cock, that was getting thicker by the chat. - "Look. I'm trying to be polite here. Yes, I'll admit you have a nice cock but still I dont think that we play in the same league. I rather go home "empty handed" than having sex with you. Not a chance". His words were harsh but his tone was now complete different. Sarcastic. Playful. Paul noticed a possible opening. - "Well, you are a bit cocky but It's undeniable that you are incredibly atrractive. You play indeed in another league and I'm sure you are very popular among men. I must say though that I have many more years of experience and I have been rejected many times before. What the time has taught me is that it only takes a certain amount of subtances to make horny bottoms like you change their mind." - Subtances? You mean alcohol or weed? I've done stupid things while drunk but I really doubt I would give in even then. I'd let you try it though." said Johnny while laughing loudly. He was much more relaxed with Paul's presence by now. - "Okay! Let me try it then. But I was not thinking of alcohol. It's a horny powder called Tina. I have some in my locker and I could put a bit in your ass, if you like." - "Tina? It does not ring a bell. It's like extasy? I've heard from friends that it can get you quite horny." - "Yes... well.... it's actually different but still quite hot." - "Mmmmmn.... I don't know... I've been always curious to try stuff but not like this... I wouldn't give you sex in exchange." - I offer it to you without any compromise. Try it and if you still don't want me, I'll be the one leaving the place. Deal? Or are you scared of falling for me?" teased Paul sarcastically. - "Im not scared of anything! Just bring the damn thing and let's see. It seems there is not much else to do in this quiet place anyway." - "Great!! Please, lube your ass a bit while I pick it up". He then left the room but came back within a minute, carrying a little plastic bag, filled up with crystal shards. - "Okay. I'll put a bit of it in you. It may sting a bit, alright?" warned Paul. He then licked his finger and shoved it deep in the bag. It came out with crystals attached to it. It was way more quantity than he expected to use but he shove the finger in his lubed hole anyway. "It's a young strong boy, it will be fine". The finger slid in the hole with easiness. He then rubbed it through his inside wall. Then took it out and rubbed it also around the anus. Paul's cock was fully hard by now and sleazy thoughts started to rush in: "You are mine now, boy. This is is gonna be a very horny night" (To be continued)

Who here loves Arab cock? I seem to not be able to get enough and with summer coming on, on the Gold Coast in Australia, I'm getting excited as this is a time when a lot of Arabs come over to get away from there summer. I have had one guy contact me asking if I am doing anything next week, and wants to breed like a white whore.

I work hard at being a good piece of ass. I go thar little bit extra to ensure that a man enjoying my body gets the value of his time and energy spent - after all, he could have chosen any out of a sea of bottoms, and he chose me to rut. So I take a dim view of lazy bottoms. This evening hosting in Louisville, I fielded, in short order, no fewer than three requests from men who wanted to come and “clean up” my ass with their mouths if only I would be so good as to contact them and let them know when I had taken at least two loads. Mark this - I, who had gone to the trouble of rinsing out my guts, driving an hour, paying for a hotel room, negotiating hookups, and taking cock up the ass, was to then be at pains to contact them to let them know when they could then come harvest the cum from my cunt. I am not a hive of bees from which they can come gather cum as if it were so much honey from the comb. But then comes dude number four, by which time I’ve had enough of this, and tell him I’m only going to let a man let me out if he fills me back up again afterward. He responds that he’d love to fill me, and sends a cock shot. Then he adds that he’d like me to straddle his cock - which basically means I’d be fucking myself on him instead of him doing any fucking - and then comes the cherry on the parfait: After I straddle him, he wants me to squat over him so the cum leaks out of my cunt onto his belly. So he goes from offering to eat me out to simply lying there and letting the cum run out onto him after I impale myself on him. Fuck. That. Noise. How goddamn lazy can you possibly get? Oy, you bottoms reading this - next time you’re tempted to do something as asinine as ask a cumdump if you can come lick all the loads he’s just taken for yourself, ask yourself: Would you want someone to do it to you? I’m betting not. Why, then, would you expect someone else to agree to something so selfish, inconsiderate and shamelessly lazy? Get your own fucking hotel rooms, attract your own fucking Tops, and earn your own fucking loads with your own fucking fuckholes.

It’s not on our end. We wouldn’t charge him rent at all, but between his truck payment and the insurance it comes to about $900 per month. I advised him not to purchase said truck at his age. He has never left the Deep South and we live 900 miles away in a city (where he lives, the nearest neighbor is miles away). He’s going to have to walk away on his own, I want to help but at the same time I don’t want have all hell break loose. We have invited him to come and stay for a week when he has some time off and see if he likes it. If he can figure out his finances he knows he can stay here free. At this point I just want him to at least have some privacy and to stop numbing his issues with alcohol and weed (both of which he has admitted to using in vast quantities over the last few months). I guess my hope is that he will come stay a week and realize that he can have a life outside of the bubble he’s in. Thanks for your opinion, I appreciate the advice.

After a longer break I visited my favourite sauna with my friend yesterday. I immediately went to the steam where I crashed a short tattooed bearded guy. He had nice thick dick. After a short mutual jerking he was on his knees and swallowed my cock deeply. After a while we changed and I gave him a hot deepthroat fuck. When his tool was covered fully with my saliva I stood up. We continued jerking each other and kissing. I slowly pushed his hand on my ass and he started to play with my hole. I turned back and bent towards the wall. He shoved his cock and started to fuck me. It didn’t last too long but was quite intense. Finally he started to breathe faster and I could feel his explosion in my ass. After some cruising and shorter suckings, my friend wanted to have a rest in the Finnish sauna. Four guys were sitting inside. They were speaking in English. One of them had a nice thick and long dick. He was slowly playing with it. I was staring it and stroking my dick too. After a while he said that it was too hot and left. Not much later we left too. As we walked out of the Finnish sauna area I saw that he laid on a couch playing with his cock. Our sight connected to each other but we went forward. I turned back, looked at him. He winked at me. I told my friend I had a business here and let him go and went back. I sit besides this guy. He was a bit older then me, a bit shorter than me and wore a grey beard. A real silver fox. I started to play with his silver hair on his chests, slowly approaching his tool. Soon I grabbed his cock. He gently pushed my head to his cock. I started to suck him. He stood up and ordered me on my knees and started to fuck my mouth. I took his hand on my neck making obvious that I loved it hard. He understood that sign and started to fuck my throat harder. Later, I stood up started kissing. I proposed to go to a cubicle. Before we stepped in he asked me if I had a condom. I said no. And you prefer it wrapped don’t you?- replied. Fuck no, I fuck only bare - I answered immediately. He smiled and we stepped into the cubicle. He continued the fucking my throat until he forced me on the couch and pushed his dick inside. I was thankful my first breeder to stretched my hole out. As he fucked me I noticed that he let the door open. I was moaning and encouraging him to use me and breed me. He became wilder and wilder, beating my ass and sometimes my hole. Before he took back he let me suck him. Once a big hairy, bearded chubby stepped in. He was just watching us and enjoyed the view. They were kissing and we played with each other. For example we twisted each other’s nipples. We could here that the chubby was close. My fucker pulled his cock out and invited the chubby in me. He just shoved in and shot a huge load. The fucker immediately pushed his cock in the chubby’s place and unloaded in me soon. I didn’t cum and was extremely horny. I went to seek my friend. The inner part of the dark room I heard a familiar sound. I wasn’t sure if he was moaning but it seemed so. Soon another sound was there as someone had an intense orgasm. The top left, the bottom stood up and realised my hardon. Ha started to play with my cock. I was almost sure that he was my friend. I tossed him onto the couch and started to fuck him like no tomorrow. He was moaning. Unfortunately I couldn’t come, so I went on my knees and started to eat his ass. I licked out all the jizm of his hole. He had to enjoy this because he came. As I came out I found a guy kneeling on the couch pushing his ass out. I started to rim his hole and after a while I started to fuck him. A guy was watching us. I nodded and he stepped closer. Started to play with my hole. As he felt my cummy hole he showed his hardon. I bent over, opened my hole inviting his cock. He pushed into and I continued the fuck. It was amazing being in the middle. It lasted until he gave another load. The night before I chatted with an old fuckbuddy who said he wanted to fuck my hol filled wit cum. So, I texted him that here’s the opportunity. He responded that he wanted me to visit him. So, as we left the sauna, I dropped my friend to home and drove to this fuckbuddy. He was excited to fuck my cummy hole. Before he started to fuck he licked me long. He fucked me in every possible positions. Although he couldn’t come it was amazing because my sore hole felt terrific and he was so verbal. Commenting how he enjoyed being in my cum filled hole. Long story short, my night was successful and enjoyable.

My gifter is very dom and a total top. He got it from breeding. I joke with him now about how he says there is still not such thing as bad pussy.

I think I found the photograph that this might be based on...

Chapter 6.1 - Rescuing A Friend Ric was standing in the ballroom talking to Devon and the endless line of people that came up to chat. He felt uncomfortable in the tux but was getting used to being the eye candy on Devon's arm for these monthly formal events. Devon had even bought him the tux. He could never imagine spending a few thousand dollars on an outfit you only wear a few times a year. It looked and fit perfect, thanks to the cute tailor who needed three fittings and five loads to get it right. At first he thought that the champagne was messing with his eyes but the closer the two guys got, the more he realized that he saw him correctly the first time. "Hi, Devon. Good to see you again. Even better to see that you brought the same stud from the last few events. He's definitely a looker. Uh... This is my friend Zane" the cherubic guy with a cheap, poorly-fitting gray rental tux said. He was a few inches shorter than Ric, at least thirty pounds overweight with a round face that had a few pimples on it and a mop of dark blond hair on his head. More interesting to Ric was his date "Zane" or as Ric knew him, Paul. "Nice to see you again, Ted" Devon said, unconvincingly. He then said "Finally decided to come out? Congrats." Devon and Ted began to talk and Ric gave Paul a bro hug. "Good to see you again. Been way too long" Ric said. Paul leaned in and whispered "Your client is a lot hotter than mine. Want to swap?" Ric chuckled. "Devon is a friend, not a client. He did hire a guy once for an event like this last year, but it sucked in a bad way. Having fun with yours?" he asked. "Oh crap. Not really. He thinks he's a top and only plays safe. He's not a good kisser and burps a lot. The money's good though, and I've already spotted a half dozen previous clients at this event. All but one looked away. It seems most of these guys are closet cases. So... Friends or friends with benefits?" Paul asked. A grin covered Ric's face. "Oh, benefits for sure. He's a great bottom and is becoming a decent top. We had a fun three way with my boyfriend a few weeks ago" Ric said. "I bet that was hot. Is he on prep?" Paul asked. "Surprisingly, he wasn't. It took four tries but I gave him the Christmas gift you can't return. Now he's on the flip side" Ric replied, laughing softly. Ted dragged Paul away a few minutes later. Devon turned and leaned in close to Ric. "Uh... Is he a friend of yours? I think Ted hired him for the night" Devon said. Ric smiled and pulled Devon to the dance floor. He leaned in as they slowly danced and replied "Yeah, he's a friend but I know he does work like that on the side. Keep it quiet, please... and ask Ted to do the same." "Oh, sure. I'm kind of responsible for Ted doing that, though. I told him what I did last year, but added your suggestion to be more picky on who he hires. Zane seems nice and is really cute. Ted should have looked for someone more in his... league. He did say their warm up before the party was really hot and was looking forward to more later" Devon said. "Ah, ok. I thought he was telling you that he hired a guy just as normal conversation" Ric said. "No, it was more along the lines of thanking me for the idea. I got to admit, I was surprised at your response when I told you about the guy I hired last year. I only told one other person and they gave me a ton of crap for doing it. You should consider doing something like that. You'd be perfect. You know how to fit in, you're well mannered, you're hot, can dance and talk with people. And you're fucking awesome in bed. I guess the only down side is that you'd end up with guys like Ted hiring you" Devon said as the song ended. Ric gave him a wink and said "Or you" before they continued dancing the rest of the night. Ric grabbed a pair of glasses of champagne as last call was made and they stood next to a table watching the party wind down. "I invited a couple guys back to the room after the party. I hope you don't mind" Devon said. "Ted?" Ric asked, half seriously. "Oh god no. His... uh... friend, I'd ask in a heartbeat. No, it's a couple guys from the house that want to play with fire" Devon said. "You sure you want to knock up your fraternity bros? It can come back to haunt you. I had one guy from my dorm that glared at me most of last year after he got what he asked for" Ric replied. "One, I really do. The other guy I really don't care. He's a freshman and thinks he can fuck his way up the ladder. I told him if he put out good tonight, I'd help him get on the social committee" Devon explained. Ric chuckled, thinking what position the guy would have on the social committee. Pole dancing entertainment, was his first guess. He wondered if he couldn't help Paul get out of his boring evening with Ted. "I got Pau...Zane's number if you want me to invite them over. We could make the night really memorable for Ted..." Ric said before an evil grin filled his face. "That's tempting. He's made a few comments about wanting to hookup, but he's not really my type" Devon said. "Too chunky?" Ric asked. "Uh... too whiny... uh, needy, hell... both" Devon said, taking the last sip of his champagne. They kept talking as they made their way back to the suite upstairs. "Well, I think he owes you a big thank you for helping him come out and show up with a stud on his arm tonight. The least he could do is come over and take some dick" Ric said. Devon laughed and replied "You want us to knock him up?" "Well, we'd have to have an even number of tops and bottoms. I assume you and I are topping your bro's and I've only seen... Zane bottom twice, once when we flipped one time. That would mean Ted needs to bottom" Ric replied, chuckling afterwards. Devon was surprised that Ted agreed the moment he asked. He even didn't put up a fight when Devon told him he'd have to bottom. Fifteen minutes later there was a tap at the hotel room door and Devon invited Mick and Samir inside. Mick was the older of the two and Ric assumed that Samir was the power hungry freshman. He wasn't what Ric expected, only standing five foot four and looked thin, even in his tux. He assumed from the name and appearance, he was Indian. Mick was the tallest of the group at just over six foot with a lightly muscled and tanned body. "We got some other guests coming, so avoid any comments about status, okay?" Devon said and got grins and nods from the two new guys. Ric had changed into a robe over his naked body as soon as they got to the room. After the first guests arrived, Devon had removed his jacket and tie, unbuttoned his shirt and kicked his shoes off. The new guys stood there in just their underwear while they waited. Another fifteen minutes and finally there was another knock on the door. Ted looked nervous, but Paul was calm as they walked in. Devon got looks from Mick and Samir as they recognized Ted. Paul winked at Ric, giving him a very grateful "thank you" look. Once Ted and Paul were naked, Ric looked over and saw that Devon had stripped too. "Wow, that looks fresh. When did you get the ink?" Ric asked Devon. A big grin came over his face and Devon replied "A couple weeks ago. Tell your boyfriend thanks for the referral. That artist is awesome." Ric looked over the dragon tattoo on his right arm, covering from his elbow up and over on to his right pec. It was in black ink with red accents and looked good against his caramel skin. "Look at the claw" Devon said quietly. Ric took another look and saw a pendant dangling from the dragon's claw with a biohazard on it. "Subtle. I like it" Ric replied. When he turned back, Ted was on his knees, sucking on Paul's cock. Mick followed Devon to the side of the bed and Ric went to the other side. He opened the robe and watched Samir's eyes gaze up and down his body. He looked nervous, but raised his hand and wrapped it around the base of Ric's cock and guided it to his lips. Samir sucked better than Ric expected, but struggled with the length of his cock. Devon was the first to turn Mick around and forced some spit into his hole. Ric watched closely, waiting for Devon to be the first to drive his cock into a willing ass. Mick groaned and the expression on his face told everyone he was having a hard time with Devon's cock. Ric pulled Samir off his dick and a quick nod was all it took for Samir to turn and move on to the bed. Ric dropped the robe to the side and knelt down behind Samir. Unlike Devon, Ric buried his face into the hairy ass and worked some saliva into the tight hole. While the ring relaxed a bit, Ric knew he was going to have to spend some time opening him up to have any chance of getting his cock inside. When he finally had three fingers in, Ric knew he was way behind both Devon and Paul. He stood up and saw the other tops drilling their bottoms before he pulled the foreskin back and pushed his cock in. A deep groan came out of Samir while Ric forced his way in deeper. He barely made it half way in before he paused, feeling Samir gasping and twisting. "Gettin stretched there, Sami?" Devon asked, chuckling afterwards. "Mmhmm" Samir replied painfully. "Don't worry... it feels great once he gets it all in you" Devon replied. Ric heard Paul laugh as he plowed harder into Ted. Ric began to roll his hips, giving short strokes with his shaft. He leaned forward and pushed Samir's head into the mattress and began to thrust harder. The muffled cries caught the attention of the other four, but with Samir staying in position and taking the fuck he was getting, no one said anything. The two other tops began to drill harder too. It didn't take long before the tops were looking at each other, trying to gauge how close the others were to cumming. A quick nod said that Devon and Paul were ready and a minute later when Ric nodded it triggered the other two. Devon came first with Paul just a few seconds behind. Ric tried to drive the rest of his cock in, but hit the wall and got a loud scream from Samir before his cum showered the battered chute. Ric knew he'd torn him up, but the darker skin on both of them obscured the damage. Only the drips of dark pink cum onto the bedspread told how badly Samir's ass was wrecked. "Switch right" Devon called out as he pulled his dick out of Mick's hole. Ric had to walk around the bed to get behind Mick and once again was the last to push into his bottom. "Oh... god yeah... something smaller. I thought I just took a baseball bat in my ass" Samir said. "I can make up for it by pounding that pussy into tomorrow if you'd like" Paul said. "NO! Go easy... my ass is sore already" Samir said. Paul continued to slowly plow his hole and Devon was drilling Ted. He was surprised that Ted was taking it without complaint and figured that most of Ted's experience was as a bottom. Devon looked to his right and assumed that the scorpion tattoo on Zane's chest meant that he was poz, but figured that since he hired out he must be undetectable. Ric was relieved that Mick was used to taking thicker cocks and while he grunted with each thrust, it was much easier than fucking Samir. He was sure the load of cum inside helped, too. After fifteen minutes, the tops once again nodded at each other. Paul was the first to seed Samir's tortured cunt. Devon pounded Ted a minute more before he dumped his viral cream in and once again Ric was last. He was able to thrust his cock in balls deep before firing off his own tainted seed, forcing a low groan from Mick. Devon gave everyone a little time to recover and then called out "Next!" He was surprised when Samir tried to crawl away when his cock touched the battered hole. "You know the deal. You backin' out of it?" Devon asked, getting a pained "No" in response from Samir. A pair of hands on his hips tugged him back and Devon forced his cock in with one move. It was the only time Devon planned on letting Samir get a second chance. Ric approached Ted and slipped into the gaping, cum filled hole. The sounds Ted made let everyone know how sore he was and that Ric's cock was stretching him out even more. The walk around the bed made sure that this time Paul was the last one in. He rubbed his hand on Ric's ass as he went by to take his spot. Paul gave a wink and all three tops were plowing their bottoms again. Ric found he couldn't get too deep inside Ted, but plowed him anyway. He wasn't sure how much cum he had left either, but as usual the thought of breeding another neg guy urged him on. Paul was plowing the hardest, with Mick showing his ability to take cock far better than the other two. None of the tops lasted as long for the third round. They still looked at each other to time their orgasms close together. Samir whimpered when Devon gave his final two lunges and shot his load in. Ric was next, giving four hard thrusts, trying to break through Ted's inner ring before giving up and coating his guts with a third dose of cum. Paul added his seed to the remains of Devon and Ric's jizz inside Mick's ass. Ted groaned as Ric pulled out and then fell flat on the bed. Paul and Devon pulled out too and the three tops moved over to the sitting area in the suite. Mick joined them a minute later and Samir headed to the bathroom. "Fuck... My ass is bleeding... Do you think I got torn?" Samir asked. "Nah, but keep an eye on it. You were pretty tight" Ric said. He looked over and Ted was passed out. "You, ok there, Ted" Ric asked but got no response until he heard a snore a minute later. Samir joined everyone and gently sat down on a folded towel. He still winced, but sat there looking around. "I didn't think I was going to get bred by three guys tonight... only you, Devon" Samir said. "You guys all undetectable?" Mick asked. "Not me" came the chorus from Ric, Devon and Paul who all grinned back at Mick. "Fuck. I hope I can dodge the bullet again..." Mick said. "I'm done, then. There's no way way I'm not going to get pozzed with three viral loads and an ass this wrecked" Samir said. "Ya never know, but I know a couple of us have a good record" Paul said, smiling back at him.

That's far too long. I'm sure you must be able to get some respite care from some local agency. Have someone else take care of your charge for a day so you can have a break and breed.

This is certainly the case. I believe men gravitate to new fucks. A vestige of our evolution seeking to spread seed in as many holes as possible. Regardless of location or type, fresh injection of dick or ass will drum up interest. It’s the same reason posting a new photo on an app will result in a flurry of views. As guys become numb to viewing the new content/fucking the new hole/getting loaded by the new cock, they will progressively and exponentially lose interest. @hntnhole nails why I like the bathhouse crowd. There is always new meat and ideally I’ll get the new dick churning deep in me before the end of the night. But there is also the regular crowd that knows where to find a good fuck. We’ll all try out the novel fuck first but there’s good sweat and nut to trade in between. We’re like a small network of whores. Most bathhouse regulars know they can reliably get their dick wet and throbbing in my hole when they’re not able to find something new.

Precarious. He’s 19, the perfect age for making godawful life decisions based on no wisdom, not enough knowledge, and a sense of personal immortality. He’s already jumped in the water over his head with A) a vehicle he has no business owning at his age; B) drugs and alcohol in excess; and C) coming out in an situation that he had to know would not be receptive - he’s got to be treading water. One thing you can be sure of: He does not know what to do. He hasn’t got enough life under his belt to know how to begin to cope with all this. You, on the other hand, are somewhat more seasoned. If you’ve dealt with personal trauma, you’re considerably more seasoned. He needs good advice in a Come-To-Jesus sort of way, and he’s not going to get it from his dad. He’s eventually going to listen to somebody, because he’s going to need guidance, and the person he turns to may or may not have his best interests at heart, especially if he ends up on the street (I presume there’s an issue with remaining with the grandparents). You also don’t mention what stance your parents are taking on all this aside from taking the young man in. It might help us better advise you if you could elaborate on this. It would also help if you could describe your relationship with your brother, which would give us a better handle on how he might react to perceived interference/intervention/buttinskyism on your part. Certainly the young man should have a phone that isn’t under his father’s surveillance. He’s legally an adult and his father has no business monitoring his interactions with other people.

Mine started at 14 but it was not much. When I moved to NYC I had it was Permanently removed, so I'm hairless from the neck down

I've always liked and used "Your attitude is more important than your age, abs or inches" On the negative side when people are off their heads and write complete nonsense - probably sometimes with the aid of Apple Autocorrect or a dictation function - it can be funny... Spotted last night on NKP: " I lay in the slang Ma the rim CB high so I take fluid out of the baseballs I checked your turds and fish from above and the grunting and snorting bee bread beautiful evil black leather Cox Steven Cox the show" (Apologies in advance if this is some sort of code that I don't understand)

I remember my Late teens and this friend I had in high school. He was Egyptian and Afghani. His Dad ran a corner store. The old man caught me drilling his son one day after school. I thought hecwas gonna kick my ass. Instead, he dropped trouble and seeded me while I bred his boy. I lost track of them after 9/11. The Climate here against anyone from that region was quite toxic and they left the U.S. But I have Appreciated Arabian men ever since.

Been there done that, No GH required. Had so many many cocks front and back, but my Dads cock was always my best and favourite cock and the Man scent, I would recognise straight away.

I’m beginning to question whether most men in fact have an innate inclination to have intercourse. I used to take it for granted that the one thing you could count on men wanting to do was to fuck something, given any opportunity. Now, I’m not so sure. Now it seems more like getting a man to the point where he wants to fuck is akin to getting a NASA rocket off the launch pad: You’ve got a limited window to do it in, the temperature, pressure and weather have to be right, a whole long checklist has to all be checked off, and of course the O-ring has to be in perfect condition.

I have had that, too. I am very healthy and have a great time as much as I can with as many as I can, but do hit a wall at times that just says 'No' and sorta shuts my whole libido down. I guess it is just my body and mind telling me to take a break so it can just relax and recover and repair. I do 'listen' to that and not force any issues upon myself. Being self aware is great. After that cycle is over, everything returns back and I am ready to play again. at full strength.

I’m proud to say I just dumped a huge load of cum down my tranny daughters eager cocksucking throat while watching a video of her getting fucked up the ass by a rather large black man

I think we may have arrived at the root of the problem. Masturbation, you see, requires you to put your finger on it.

In 2017 I was at a business conference in St. Louis. After I got done for the day I popped over to Club St. Louis which is a nice bath house in a somewhat sketchy part of town. Had a nice time playing. Two guys took turns fucking me in a sling. Had a lovely time on the roof patio sharing a joint with a cross-dressing fem bottom. As the night wrapped up I stepped outside at about 1:00 am and planned to call a taxi from there. Before I could dial a big black guy who looked homeless yelled at me from the street. He was standing under a light pole pointing his finger at me. "Hey can I get five dollars from you?" I said "How big is your cock?" He pulled down the front of his pants to show off a 9 inch monster as thick as my wrist. I walked down to the street to take a closer look. He flopped it at me a couple of times and grabbed it by the uncut tip and pulled it up in the air. "You like this?" I nodded and reached out to stroke it. "You fuck?" "Maybe." I pointed at the dark space between two buildings across the street. "Lets go over there." As we got into the dark part I got disoriented and slowed down. He bumped into me wrapped an arm around me. Suddenly I figured out I had put myself in some danger, but he was cool and started rubbing his cock against my ass. I slid my pants down and pulled out my poppers and started hitting them. "Suck it." I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. It smelled strong and musky. I struggled to get my lips around and slide them up his shaft. I felt his cock start to swell. Salty precum dripped into the back of my throat. I pulled loose and swallowed then stood and hit the poppers again. His fingers rode into my crack which was still lubed from the bath house. He shoved one finger up, then two. I moaned a little and pushed my ass toward him. I felt his big cock head pushing up against my asshole. "You ready?" I hit the poppers again and creaked out a "yes." He shoved his cock and the head popped straight in. He paused for a moment then pushed the rest of his cock inside me. The thickness spread my ass too wide and he took my breath when he shoved all the way in. I had to ask him to stop for a second. When he started again we were both in the rhythm. Within a minute I could feel him shooting up my ass. As he pulled out I took his hand and shoved a $20 in it. Worth every penny and then some.

I think this highlights a distinction that of which people should be aware. When health officials opine on the difficulty of a man getting pozzed through topping, they're referring (in general) to a man fucking an HIV+ bottom and being directly infected by him. That is relatively hard to do (but not impossible, certainly; it generally requires there to be some sort of tear in the process, where blood comes in contact with the top's cock, either through a tear of his own, or by leaking up into the urethra, which is easier to infect). But when the top is fucking a bottom (of any status) and there are already loads in that bottom's rectum, the calculus is changed. If those loads are all undetectable, pozzing is highly unlikely. But if any of those loads has a high viral content, then yes, pozzing is definitely possible.

"Guys don't lie"...yea, right...I've got a bridge in Brooklyn for sale...cheap.

This is a spin off of a story written here in this section called My Friends Dad. I encourage you to check it out, like and or comment. Many things here will make much more sense if you do. For those who've already read it, some interesting stuff coming up here. So it was time to head back to college! Before I left, my homophobic real father actually encouraged me to join a fraternity as it was a great way to meet women in sororities. He continued by telling me about all the pussy that he got in college while in a fraternity. He was disappointed that his chapter was not on my campus, as he could get me in as a Legacy. Deep down I felt a sigh of relief! I told him i had thought about joining a fraternity, but he convinced me that I should. Little did he know the fraternity I was thinking about was know as the "fuckternity" on campus! On the other hand, my new dad and brother advised me to join a fraternity for other reasons. My brother said the fraternities typically had lots of hot guys in them. He said they typically prefer pussy, but he's sucked quite a few fraternity guys, and even been fucked by a few. He wasn't in a fraternity, but had a friend that was, and he would frequently visit just for head, saying that women just don't know how to suck cock. My brother then continued by saying one night when his friend was drunk, he came over for his regular blow job, and asked him to fuck him, as he was tired of using a dildo on his ass, or having a sorority sister come over and fuck him with a strap on. With that my new dad said he had a going away gift for me. He brought out a Webcam, and said that he and his son had a private video room, and that his son would often turn it on when he and his roommate were fucking each other, or even better when fucking a stranger. Dad also said he had recently set up a Webcam in the dungeon, and used it for the first time at our going away party. He admitted the captures he took from it weren't the best, but showed the overall orgy. He said he included a link to the private website, which he called All in the Family. He assured me that it was private and that only himself and my brother had access to it. During my freshman year, I didn't consider myself gay. Sure I looked at guys cocks in the group shower, but I looked at girls tits too! It was all a part of being off on my own for the first time. After this summer, I definitely knew I was gay though! My first year at college was pretty boring. Really no sex life at all, besides watching porn and jacking. It was a relief not having my father giving me grief for jacking in the bathroom at home! My first year roomie was also straight, yet we would often watch straight porn together, in our own beds jacking. One of our best friends on the floor was somewhat of a religious freak, but when we went out to the bars, he drank much more than either of us! I guess that he was our friend because he was super smart, and often helped us with our school work. One night while at the bar, the three of us started discussing fraternities. The religious guy said he couldn't find one to fit his spiritual needs, but encouraged us to look at the options. He cautioned us about one that was full of "sodomites and sinners" though! My cock got hard over the tought of joining that fraternity. We stumbled home from the bar, basically holding up our religious friend. When my roomie and I got back to our room, we kinda chuckled about the conversation. As we layed in our beds, getting ready to watch some straight porn, my roomie said wouldn't it be funny if Mr religion was totally drunk one night and had gay sex? Just the thought of it actually got me hard! I just laughed and my roomie got up to put a porn in, and he was visibly hard too. He put the porn in, and we both stroked our cocks to completion. I found my friends thought kind of strange. Sure we would jack together to straight porn, but that wasn't really gay. I wondered if he had gay sex before? Was he hinting that he wanted to? Was he simply just drunk? My second year, we had the option to choose a roommate. Although my old roommate was cool, I wasn't sure that he would ever do more than Jack to straight porn. After our conversation about our religious friend though, In the back of my mind, i thought that he may have an interest in having gay sex though. I got super hard just thinking about grooming him, like my new dad and brother groomed me. It was a tough decision, but I decided not to list him as a potential roomie. After the summer I wanted more than just the possibility of having a gay roomie. It was a difficult decision not to choose him as a roomie, but I'd take a chance. I lied and told him I selected him though. If worst came to worst, I'd make sure a new roomie that didn't work out would want to transfer out of my room. Once my friend found out we weren't going to be roomies, he was disappointed, but I said it was a good opportunity to meet others, and if it didn't work out for either, I had a plan. Next up Chapter 2: My new roomie!

Excellent story, and I look forward to the next instalment. Thank You for writing, and don’t make us wait too long!

That is very much a PNW thing, I just wouldn't have expected @ErosWiredto encounter it in Kentucky. Most of the guys doing it in the PNW, in my experience, don't bottom or top.

Sorry for sending you that second one, Andy…

I learned from my past relationship that monogamy isn’t for me. My ex and I eventually opened our relationship but I did cheat when we were closed. In the end I realized I couldn’t give what my ex wanted and that’s no bueno. We split but didn’t end on bad terms at all. We actually still keep in contact and for some reason, somehow, NOW he’s sleeping around a lot and releasing his inner hoe lol. We even send each other pics/vids of us having sex with fuck buds or random guys. And of course I still jerk off to all the vids I took of him getting bred by random guys while we were together and open. But yeah I can’t do monogamy. I need/want sex with multiple guys whether it’s completely anonymous or with a regular fuck bud. NSA obviously. If I ever get involved with a guy again, I’ll lay in down immediately about being open haha. 💁🏽‍♂️

Nobody is both on PrEP and undetectable. If you're undetectable, then you're on meds with more components than just PrEP; and if you're negative and on PrEP, you aren't "undetectable" - you don't have HIV, period.

Here is a item I made. You would look great with this wrapped around you.

Love your icon. You are one good looking man.

Public restroom at park. It had a trough urinal, no partitions, no privacy. Lots of old men, and me just barely getting pubic hair. So, always had an audience that insisted on taking their turn with the boy's mouth.

This is literally my story. Was 'straight' (repressed/ closeted/ sexually frustrated) for 30 years. Started cheating on my wife with tranny hookers when I turned 40 and the 3rd escort I used turned out to be a dealer. She got me hooked on t and I've been barebacking ever since. Her cock was the 1st one in me and it went it raw. I've only ever had raw cock in me and in the past 3 and half years, have taken hundreds of loads in my formerly straight asshole lol

My birthday and Halloween are around the same time so I always celebrate big. It also marks the end of Locktober when my cock is locked away in its cage. By the end of the month the horn is unstoppable. I was sitting in the steamroom at the sauna thinking what I could do to celebrate becoming a real man at 30 and the season. There were a few other guys around; an extremely skinny tired looking twink and a stick thin older man and a bear. Just then a fit jock swaggered in and sat down. The twink said “hey, wanna play?” and the jock replied “not with you, bug boi” and with that got up and walked out – the bear followed. The old man said “stupid lad, doesn’t know what he’s missing” and the twink pulled out a monster cock and winked. I instinctively removed my towel and the twink noticed. He said “you horny enough to take this weapon?” I nodded. “Your locked cock horny enough to take this toxic venomous snake inside you?”. I said “wow I’d been nearly a month and I’d let you do anything. The thought of a twink making me into a real man – a breeder is what I need”. The twink led me to his cabin, laydown and told me to get on board. He passed me a bottle of poppers and I sniffed greedily whilst he said “guys your age can’t resist my twinky charm – but I’m man enough to breed and young enough seed multiple times a day – if you want poz then push back”. I did, feeling his fat cock filling me. I rode him for a good ten mins before he pushed me off and onto the mattress, flipped me over and pushed in me – pounding me hard. He grunted and rode me hard until I felt his balls swell against my ass and he pumped ropes of toxic cum into me. He then unlocked the door, noticed the old guy sitting in a seat opposite and said “bet cause he’s locked he’s gagging for more”. I replied “yes daddy, breed me up”. The old guy didn’t need asking twice. He plunged straight in and pounded for a bit but came pretty quicky. The old guy said “thought you’d be another one of those dumb jocks who thinks they are too good for us". I said “sorry sir, guess I have been in the past, but now I’m becoming more of a man in so many ways”. The twink had a checky glint in his eye and said “think he should make up for it?” and the old man smiled and said “think he’s started already but yes how?”. The twink asked if I would be prepared to take all loads on Halloween and come to his poz party – every load poz except my converting balls and I’d get tricks and treats – beautiful men and men I might think we’re trolls. I said I would and to make sure I didn’t chicken out I’d stay locked to ensure my balls were blue and ready to bust. He replied that was perfect and gave me the address. I knew conversion was guaranteed…

Absolutely I would. I was at a work party for a place both me and my dad worked. I had arrived early and was partying with a couple coworkers when they suggested I have some fun tonite and offer myself in the darkroom in the basement. I complied and spent the party naked on a dirty mattress anonymously serving the party guest. My dad was at the party and I was always curious if he went downstairs hehe 😈

Chapter 3.3 - Meet the Parents "Can I fuck your dad? You did mine last summer" Mateo asked after Ric invited him to his parent's place for the Thanksgiving holiday. "He's already poz, but I don't think he'd turn down your dick. Hands off my mom, though" Ric replied. "Unlike you, my dick has never been in a girl... or woman. I guess I'm more gay than you" Mateo said, before laughing. Both of his parents picked up Ric and Mateo from the airport. He'd never seen them so happy. They piled into the car and more formal introductions and hugs waited until they got home. Ric's mom hugged Mateo for a long time and Ric could tell she was whispering something in Mateo's ear. They dragged their luggage to Ric's room and Mateo looked around. "Nice room. It has your personality. I bet this bed could tell some stories. At least you washed out the cum stains" Mateo said, grinning back at Ric. "I suffocated it with pillows so it can't say anything" Ric replied. "Have you knocked anyone up on it?" Mateo asked. "One, for sure. Probably two others. You've already met the for sure one and you'll meet the others on Friday. Word spread fast that you were coming to visit. Everyone wants to meet you" Ric said, winking. They went back downstairs to the kitchen and Ric noticed a lack of any dinner prep. Frank turned and asked "What are you two drinking? Milk or water?" and immediately burst out laughing. "Mateo is twenty one so he can have the real stuff. I'll just wait til next year" Ric said. "Unless you're going out tonight, you can drink what you want. I'm sure it's not the first time" Frank said. "Vodka and tonic, please" Mateo said and Ric said "Cerveza." Ric started rummaging through the pantry, looking for food when his mom said "Don't ruin your appetite, we ordered dinner. It should be here soon." Ric laughed and the four continued talking. When the doorbell rang, Ric went to collect the food. "Tip is on the table" his mom said as he walked by. Ric opened the door and the delivery guy stared at him. "Ric? I thought you were out west" he said after a few seconds. Ric's mind spun, trying to remember the football player's name. They hadn't been friends in high school, but knew who each other were. He still had the linebacker build, but seemed to be keeping in shape unlike some ex-jocks he knew. "Uh... Gary? Yeah, I'm back for the holiday" Ric replied. The guy nodded and handed over two bags of food. Ric gave Gary the tip and smiled back at him saying "Thanks!" "Uh... Are you going over to Shane's party Friday night? He mentioned something about a special guest" Gary said. Ric was surprised that Gary knew of the party since Shane usually limited the people that were invited to only gay guys. Gary always had a girlfriend so he wondered if this party wasn't going to be the usual fuck fest. "Yeah I am. His parties are always fun. Are you going?" Ric asked. "Mmhmm. My first one since coming out. Uh, I gotta drop off the next delivery, I hope we can talk then. See you there. Oh, thanks for the tip, too!" Gary said as he turned and ran back to his car. When Ric got back to the kitchen, the conversation was now in Spanish. Mateo was finishing up telling his parents about the volleyball game in the pool the previous summer when Ric visited. "He just told us he had a great time. We never heard about all the things you two did" Frank said. Ric cleared his throat and said "We did lots of fun things, including a few that aren't meant for parent's ears. Let's eat!" -- Ric and Mateo went down to breakfast and found Frank making food. Frank was about to pour the salsa verde over the chips, but then turned to Ric. "Your mom is over at a friend's house this morning. I think you should know that we have opened our marriage up. She knows that I prefer men and I found out that she prefers women. We still love each other and this seemed to be the best way to deal with it. I hope you understand, Ric" Ric smiled and walked over to his dad, hugging him tightly. "As long as you're both happy, that's all that matters. I was wondering when it would come out. I guess that there was no way I could escape being queer if both of my parents are too" Ric said, smiling. "Oh, thank god... We wanted to say something last summer, but there never was a good time. And then you went back to school. Your mom will probably want to tell you too, so please leave her some time. I know you always stay busy when you're home" Frank replied. "Yes I do. The devil loves idle hands, right? When will mom get back?" Ric asked. "Some time after noon. Why?" Frank asked. "Someone wants to give you a nice recharge" Ric said. Mateo glared back at him and Frank looked shocked. Slowly Frank began to smile, realizing that Mateo must know of their trysts. "You know I am always available for you. But what of Mateo? It would be rude to leave him alone while we fuck" Frank said. Ric was the one grinning now. Ric said "He's the one that gets to breed you. I got to fuck his dad, so it's only fair he gets to do you too." Frank took the platter of chips and put it into the oven, setting it to keep warm. He looked at Mateo who was laughing to himself and grinned. "How about now?" he asked and then added "Do I get both of you?" Ric looked at Mateo and once he saw his face replied "Yes, but not together." Ric already knew his boyfriend's expressions and knew what he was thinking from them without a word being spoken. Ric made himself some coffee as he watched his boyfriend and father run up the stairs. Over the next hour, Ric heard all sorts of noises. Grunts, moans, a bed slamming against the wall, and various cries from both of them. After the sounds died down, Mateo walked into the family room, wearing only his sleeping shorts and smelling of cum. "Your turn. He's pretty loose and sloppy, so even your dick won't have a problem. Have fun, I did!" Mateo said as Ric set down his cup and went upstairs. "That hungry ass need some more?" Ric asked as he walked into the spare bedroom. He noticed it had been redecorated and assumed it was now his dad's playroom. Ric was naked half way across the room and his dick that had been stiff hearing them fuck earlier, was now totally hard. Frank was face down on the bed and Ric climbed up, burying his face in the cum covered ass after giving each cheek a firm slap. "Yes it does... It's been so long since you fucked me" Frank said. Ric tasted Mateo's cum and his father's sweat. He tongue fucked the hole and easily poked inside. When he dug his tongue in deeper, Frank squeezed his ring. Ric sucked some of the cum out and let it sit on his tongue while he moved in, dragging his cock along the crevice and to the waiting hole. Slowly, he sank his cock into his dad's cunt. "What? What's that on your dick?" Frank yelled out when the row of piercings rippled through his ring. "I got a ladder piercing, dad. Do you like it?" Ric said, pausing and pulling the bars back through the hole before sliding back in. Frank moaned loudly and then grunted when Ric gave one last shove to bury his cock all the way in. "So much easier than when I first fucked you. You've been getting a lot of dick haven't you?" Ric asked. "Some... but it's never enough... You know?" Frank replied. "I spend most of my time on top. Not many get to fuck me... Mateo mostly" Ric said as he pulled back. He found it strange that he could talk to his dad so easily about what he did with his boyfriend sexually. The next thrust was firm and began several minutes of drilling. "He's a good top, but I'm sure he fucks differently with you. Sex between partners is always better than with others" Frank replied as he worked his ass around Ric's plunging cock. "Mmhmm. He's a good bottom too, but only a few get to experience it anymore" Ric said as he started to pound harder. Frank began grunting and pushing back to meet Ric's thrusts. Ric knew he was getting close so he pulled out and flipped his dad over. His cock aimed at the gaping, dripping hole and slammed in to the base. The strokes weren't as hard as before since Ric wanted to spend a little more time fucking his dad after such a long break. Frank guided his legs to Ric's shoulders and let go before slowly stroking his own stiff cock. The hair on his stomach was matted with sweat and soon precum too. Ric dripped some spit down on his dad's cock, helping to lube it as his dad jacked his cock. Frank began to work his ass more when he heard Ric start to grunt and stopped stroking his own cock. The hard shaft stood pointing at his head as Frank reached up with one hand and rubbed over Ric's pierced left nip with his thumb. The thrusts got harder until Ric's cock started to fill Frank's ass with his virus laced cum. A second later, Frank's cock shot out the first of several volleys, landing on his face and chest. The moans from both of them faded like the spurts of cum and both grinned at each other. "You've become quite the stud, Ric. That was quite different than our first times together. You look so confident and at ease even when you fuck harder" Frank said. Ric chuckled before replying "I've had some good teachers and a lot of experience helps. By the way, Joe told me to say 'hi' and 'thanks' to you." "Joe?" Frank asked, looking confused. "Uh..." Ric said, trying to remember Joe's escorting name. "Dave, the guy you hired to take my virginity. His real name is Joe. We're good friends and he says it's all your fault" Ric said. He chuckled again and said "Joe says to call him next time you're out west and he'll show you a great time!" "I worried for months if I had made a mistake doing that. You changed so quickly after meeting him. I liked seeing you more confident, but thought you were going too fast and not thinking about your future. Now I can see you've become a smart, sexy man with a good partner" Frank said. Ric pulled his soft cock out of his dad and said "You didn't make a mistake doing that. It was the exact push I needed and I appreciate it. I hope we can keep fucking whenever we're together and not wait so long." -- Ric and Mateo showered together before getting dressed in shorts and a tee. They lounged in the family room talking about their fucks with Frank. Ric's mom showed up almost at one and had a glow about her. "Ric, can you go down to Crawford's Restaurant and pick up our dinner? I would have stopped but I need to take a shower first" Ric's mom asked. He and Mateo changed clothes and headed off to get their Thanksgiving dinner. The brief car ride was quiet until Mateo said "She must have had a great time. I look like that after we've made love." Ric smiled since he'd been thinking the same thing. They walked into the restaurant and stood in the short line for meal pickups. Ric recognized the guy behind the counter and tried to figure out why. When they got to the head of the line the guy looked at Ric and obviously recognized him too. "Uh... Ric?" the guy asked. "Yeah? You look familiar but I can't remember your name" Ric replied. "Joaquín. You were a year ahead of me in high school. I was on the wrestling team. You're looking good. Are you back for the holiday?" he replied. "Yeah. I guess mom didn't want to cook this year. How are you doing?" Ric asked. "I'm good. Working here and taking classes at the junior college" Joaquín said. He looked around, checking to see if anyone was near. "Are you going to the party tomorrow night at Shane's?" he asked and Ric nodded 'yes'. "Zac will be excited to see you" he said quietly. "Oh, you know Zac?" Ric asked. Joaquín grinned and replied "Yeah, he's my boyfriend. He gave me something from you" before pulling back the sleeve and exposing the small biohazard tattoo on the inside of his wrist. Ric laughed. "That little bug gets around. Oh, this is my boyfriend, Mateo. We'll be at the party. Mateo wants to meet all these guys he's heard me talk about" Ric said. "Cool. I think Zac still has a crush on you" Joaquín said just before another guy came up and set down a styrofoam cooler and two large bags on the counter. "There's your feast. I hope you enjoy it. Be sure to save up all your leche, though. I'm sure there are going to be several guys at the party that want to take that legendary dick" Joaquín said, winking at him. They collected the dinner and loaded it into the car. As they drove home Mateo said "You're a celebrity around here. Is your bug in every gay guy in town?" "Not yet. Hopefully Shane's got a couple more to knock up tomorrow" Ric said as he pulled into the driveway. "Joaquín is fuckin cute. I hope you don't mind me tagging his ass tomorrow" Mateo said. "He is cute. I thought he was straight, but it's good to know Zac found someone. And you never have to ask my permission. You can fuck anyone you or your dick wants" Ric said. When Ric and Mateo got inside, the table was set and a bottle of champagne was chilling in a silver bucket. The food was put out on serving dishes and everyone sat down. While dinner was take-out, Ric thought it looked ten times better than his mom's usual fare. With the champagne poured, Frank made a toast - "To family and our special guest. May our adventures be rewarding and our love for each other continue to grow." Ric couldn't remember his father being so sentimental at any family gathering. Usually they just dove into the food and drinks with only the bare minimum of toasts. About half way through dinner, Ric looked over and saw the bracelet on his mom's wrist. It wasn't like the usual silver chains she wore. It looked like there were charms on it but the rope was thicker and dark. "Uh... mom? Is that a tattoo?" Ric asked. He watched his mom smile and blush. "Yes, dear. A friend convinced me that they can be used to mark special times in your life. When your father and I realized we needed experiences that the other couldn't provide and let each other try them, it made our marriage a lot stronger. It made me rethink a lot of things, too. You won't hear me complain about your tattoos ever again. Or your piercings. Helena took me to this shop up by the university. I wondered why we had to drive so far, but once I was there, I understood. Those young men were amazing and tattoo artist was so understanding and helped me design it. It's a vine with leaves that shows that I'm growing as a person. I'm not so sure about the nipple piercings, but I heard they take a while to heal" his mom said. Ric chuckled. "They wouldn't be Thad and Daryl, would they?" "Yes, that's their names. Do you know them? I'm pretty sure they are gay too" his mom said. "Yes they are. They're partners. I've spent hours in Thad's chair. He has done all of my ink and Daryl has been the one to pierce me. Nipples do take a long time to heal compared to other places, though I only know about men's nipples" Ric said, finishing off his plate. He never expected having a discussion like this with his parents, but he liked their new openness. "I think you need to go visit them too, dad. Figure out what you want, first. Thad will make it look amazing" Ric said. "I can't have anything visible for work. I do like the one Mateo has on his back. It's simple yet bold" Frank said. Mateo chuckled. "I like it too, but it's hard for me to see. The one on my arm is easily visible and it has more meaning for me too" he explained, winking at Ric.

Hell yeah, I've wanted to suck his dick since I was 13 and saw a Polaroid of it🤤

I’m on annual leave just now so have a lot of time to whore it up, so that’s what I did last night. I arrived at the sauna at around 7pm. After a good clean out and shower, I went cruising. Saturdays can be more a miss than a hit, full of bottoms and prissy twinks, all high on shit. Not this night, daddy’s ruled the roost tonight and they were in the mood to fuck. I was loaded up at least a dozen times, an arse full of cum when I left by about midnight. Here are the highlights The basement has some glory holes on 2 levels, a porno screen and some benches. It was busy here all night and is where I got fucked the most. When I arrived I saw a big, big lad playing. In no way attractive, except for the huge monster cock on him. Lucky lad. Good job too, he’d have trouble fucking with an average cock. I saw him at the glory holes a while later, his monster cock erect but downward pointing it was so long and girthy. I got to work, sucking him for a few minutes. Oral is a means to anal so I darted upstairs to be beside him and got back to sucking. I made sure I was in a position to have my hole accessible and in easy reach. Sure enough, I felt some fingers probing my insatiable cunt so I made it obvious I wanted fucked. Being the first cock of the night, this monster made me wince, but I’m a well used slut so pain soon turned to enjoyment. My bottle of French poppers certainly helped, which I offered to my alpha top. He got into rhythm, slowly building up the pace and depth of the fucks. He blew a massive load and was out of there in a jiffy. For a big lad he could move quite fast. This was the starter before the main event however, the next time he fucked me was phenomenal. I went upstairs and found a cabin, ass up and head down. I love this position, watching the trade pass by, wondering who would stop for a feel. Only a few minutes passed before an older daddy of mid to late 50s stopped, pulled the door shut and got into position. He was on good shape too, and hung. Well, this daddy liked to take his time. He had me in various positions over the next 20 mins or so, he was in charge. He was verbal when he blew his load in my sloppy hole, the punters knew another breeding had taken place. I was bred several more times, in the sling and once in the steam room. I went upstairs to the dark room and found an extremely muscled daddy stroking. We kissed, his stubble brushing against my big bushy beard. We felt each others hairy chests, his hard and clipped, mine more natural. He seemed to like it as he kissed me some more, more passion this time. I asked him if he wanted to fuck, which thankfully he did so he followed me to a cabin. We kissed some more, I turned around and his rock hard cock entered my cunt. He was well hung too, uncut (as most are here), thick at 7 or 8 inches. Beautiful cock to look at, but especially to feel in my hole. He didn’t last long, my well used fuck hole was too much and I felt every contraction of his cock as he blew in me. We exchanged pleasantries and I went back downstairs. The big lad was back, batteries recharged and hard again. He was watching some lads fooling around on the bench, stroking. When I went over I turned away, so my hole was in reach, I looked over and another daddy was looking on, opposite. He looked at me intensely, stroking his above average cock which was at full mast. I thought, maybe big lad would like some sloppy seconds (or 10ths as it was by now tbh), l there’s nothing hotter than witnessing a breeding and slipping in right after. I turned back around and new daddy was in my hole in a flash. He banged away, grunting as he built up the tension. He blew his load in me after about 5 mins, collapsing ontop of me, his cock spent. When he slipped out, cum dribbled down my leg. I spun around and the big lad was in me again. He called me a dirty slut and faggot whore as he stretched my fuck hole once again. He was good the first time, fucking phenomenal the second. I got a right good fucking, he verbalised he was gonna cum as the last load of the night filled my guts. I went home filled with cum, slept soundly with a cum puddle in my bed in the morning. Can’t wait for next Saturday.

Here's the last part of the first chapter -- I know it is long, but I wanted to lay the ground work of who Logan is and why he decides to do what he will in later chapters. Please feel free to leave comments, suggestions, encouragement, etc. on this post or drop me a message. I love hearing from you all! Enjoy! * * * * * * After scurrying around getting things ready (and more than one peculiar look from my roommate when I ran upstairs to grab a fresh water bottle and brush my teeth) the excitement of last night combined with the excitement that today I would be flying! Rehearsal for a musical is a lot of mundane and repetitive work, so new experiences are treasured. Since Johnny was the flight director, it meant we would be seeing a lot of each other the next few days — something I can’t say I was disappointed in. The chatter in the cast van over to the theatre was fun and we all seemed to be in god spirits. My face was stretched into a stupid grin, thinking about how so much had changed and a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I let the insane chatter continue around me as I thought about how the rest of my day would continue. . . My first flight sequence was pretty straightforward. I had some time to get backstage, strip out of my costume, get into the first harness, dress, and have plenty of time to be hoisted into the air before I soared across the stage. Johnny was there waiting to help me into the harness. I noticed his kilt bulging out more than a bit in the front as I walked up, and I added a little extra swish to my hips as I turned my back to him. “Logan, you have no idea what you do to me,” he growled in my ear as I shucked off my shirt and lowered my pants. “I hope you know how much time we have before your last flight.” I began thinking about the end of the show. It was true, I had a good twenty minutes between when I went offstage the first time and returned to perform some aerial maneuvers. I turned around and started to step into the harness he was holding outstretched. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked. He looked at my wicked grin and grabbed my ass while he was strapping me in. “Sweet cheeks, our lives just got a lot more fun.” I hurried to get my costume back on while he tested the various wires and ropes to make sure I would be secure. When he hoisted me up, I fixed an appropriate expression on my face and began my elegant soar over the set and to the other side before dashing back onstage to continue the show. The second lift was pressed for time, so there was just some desperate groping and teasing on both our parts while we managed to get everything set and I finished the second flight flawlessly. It was the last flight of the day when I knew I had time to take things to the next level. This time when I ran back to the flight corner, Johnny was waiting with his kilt hiked up around his impressive shaft, already gleaming with precum. His sparkling Prince Albert glittered under the dim radiance of the stage lights spilling backstage and he made me shiver. When I stripped this time, I intentionally stuck out my still-plugged ass for him to get a good look. With a quiet pop he released the plug from my hole and began to immediately wet me with his tongue. Being eaten out by a man with experience changes you, or at least it did me. I can’t believe how I was made to feel. Desperately horny to take his cock again and each lick diving into me and making me submit even harder. My breathing was shaky and gasping from his skill by the time he straightened and pushed my shoulders down. “Okay kid, here I go. Just remember to be quiet.” With one sharp jab he impaled me on his cock. Thank god the chorus onstage began singing at full voice in the same moment, because a half-groan-half-cry escaped my lips as I felt him tear into my hole and claim what he owned. He drilled me with everything he had. I could smell his musk and the vague scent of sex from my position with my head forced down in his surprisingly strong grip for a man who looked like he was withering away. He continued to pulverize my hole and pound the air from my lungs while I gave myself over to the ecstasy of surrender. This man had changed my life and I was loving it! Finally his tense, stabbing motions told me he was close, and I tried to massage his dick with my ass muscles. A swift grunt and warmth spreading out from within told me that he was unloading and I sighed. My own cum already coating the stage deck from when I came hands-free after his prostate stimulation. He pulled out swiftly and before I could mourn the filled feeling his dick had given me, the plug was swiftly pushed back in, now feeling significantly smaller than it had when it had been removed. Patting my ass affectionately, he scrambled to grab my costume pieces and prepare the elaborate harness for my final glorious stint in the sky. As I turned to him to ask how I looked, he just smiled and said, “perfect.” I got into position and from behind he whispered, “I know you’re not an idiot, but I don’t think you really know what all is happening. Kid, I wasn’t joking when I said you were going to be mine and I was giving you something. . .” — the music was swelling and I was seconds away from my dramatic entrance — “You’re my son now. You’ve sprayed your last neg load uselessly on the stage. Congrats on becoming an HIV pig, boy.” The chorus raised their voices in an awesome chord as I was flown into the air to thunderous applause in the front of house. It was as if the entire cast and creative team knew what had happened and was approving. I completed my routine in the air, but by the time I was lowered gently back down to the stage, it was the two seconds when I was unhooked that I came undone. I fled to a dressing room and locked myself into a bathroom. * * * * * * It took me an hour to pull myself together, and after telling the director that I missed the notes session after the run ended because of a stomach bug, he seemed to understand and allowed me to head back to the hotel early. My room was messy from my earlier whirlwind trying to get ready and I started putting it back together when there was a knock at the door. Johnny had found me. “Can I come in?” I silently motioned him inside and he went and sat on the chair next to the desk. I walked silently to my bed and sat down, half facing him, half looking toward the window. “I know that you’re feeling a lot right now, but I think we need to talk?” I resolutely stared ahead but nodded an affirmative. He silently reached out to put his hand on my shoulder. “Logan, I know that you’re surprised and probably feel good and bad things — I know that I did when I was gifted, but I want you to know that you have some options.” I turned and stared at him mutely as he went on, “HIV is not deadly unless you want to be; you can take some medication to control it. I’ve been working in entertainment for a long time and you’ve got talent that is only once or twice in a generation. You’ll be employed and can afford the medication. But that will come at another cost as well.” Johnny continued to look at me while he reached out and gently took my chin in his hands, “you have been given a gift and you can choose to share that gift with other boys and men. You can honor the DNA that is now in your system and add to it, change it. You can create your own family.” He gently let go of my face and got up from the chair to sit down next to me. “I’ve been spreading my seed since I was 18 and had my first Master. He was a cruel man but he taught me many things about loyalty, giving, taking, and power. He died only a year and a half after I met him, then I started working on tours. I was 20 and met one boy for each tour I have taken part in. I have a family of 23 boys, you’re my 24th. I’ve had a good life, but I wasn’t kind to myself when I was young. You can make a few different changes and be stronger — I hate to stop sharing my seed like this, but it is time that I get serious about meds and take myself off the market.” I turned my head and looked at him. Staring into his eyes I knew that even after the shock wore off, I would never feel the same again. The power I now felt coursing through my veins and the knowledge that I could build a family of boys and men was overpowering. I was silent for a long time, just looking at him. Breaking the silence I said, “you will have to teach me a lot — I’ve never topped anyone and I don’t know all that I need to, but I want to expand a family of my own. After all, you deserve grandsons if you are looking to retire.” Without any hesitation I closed the gap between our faces and kissed Johnny with all the passion I could muster. I wanted him to understand that my answer was, “I will honor your gift and share it with as many people as I can.” He responded with a kiss that I could only interpret as, “let me show you how.” That first fuck after I knew Johnny’s status was magical. He urged me on to take him deeper and explained scorpion tattoo. He told me how hot I was and how he would be there to see me through the flu that I was bound to get. He then asked me to follow him back to his room and fuck him with my last negative load. I was very eager and came within about two minutes of penetrating his ass. He proudly showed off the biohazard marking tattooed around his hole as he squeezed my load out and told me to lap it up. We shared my last load between us as we lay in a tangle of limbs on his bed. Totally spent and totally happy. * * * * * * True to his word, a few weeks later on the first night we were performing for a paying audience I felt like hell. I had a high fever, swollen glands, and was sweating profusely. The stage manager gave me one look and said I couldn’t go on except to fly since there was no backup. I sat backstage and watched the show with Johnny, his kilt hiding the fact that I was impaled on his. He gave me the fevered ride of my life that night as I was caught up in the adrenaline of opening, the rush knowing I was converting, and the pleasure of giving another man a great time. During our first stop in Oklahoma City, we went shopping on our day off for a few things. I suddenly had to expand my collection of underwear to include dozens of jockstraps — anything from sporty to sleek and fashionable, we picked out a series of plugs for me to wear of ever-increasing width in case I wanted to keep in a load. He even took me to a piercing shop to get a Prince Albert like his. After that first tryout, it became a tradition during my last flight that we would fuck every show. With eight shows a week on a fifty week contract, we got in plenty of action with each other. After my PA healed, he would let me fuck him every third or fourth show, providing guidance on how to best use my tool to open up another man and show them a good time. We continued to fall into each other’s arms after every show and I all but ignored my other castmates except to be polite when I talked with them. But I spent most of my time away from the theatre exploring cities across the country with Johnny. At the end of the tour with just one more performance to go Johnny asked me what I would like as a going away present. “I want a scorpion tattoo on my dick,” was my response. He chuckled, “you’re a kinky little fucker aren’t you?” “I take after my dad,” I replied. We went out just before the final show to a nearby tattoo parlor. I got my scorpion tattooed to the underside of my dick. “So you can only see it if I want you to,” I explained. “I’m sure there is no shortage of boys who won’t know what they’re doing and totally miss it.” We both laughed as we walked back to the theatre to do the show one last time. There was an extra charge in the air that night. Maybe I was emotional because I was completing my first professional contract. Maybe it was the thought that I would no longer have Johnny there to give me what I craved every day. Whatever it was, we passionately made love before my final flight that night. He penetrated me with long an hard strokes just to keep me on the edge of orgasm. He fucked me missionary up against the set, kissing me while I sprayed the underside of his kilt with my toxic load. It was the best performance I had ever given in my life, and it was all for him. * * * * * * We created a text chain that night so that we could stay in touch. He was retiring to a farm in Colorado and I was heading back to couch surf in New York for a few weeks while I auditioned for another job and searched for an apartment. After exchanging a hug and promising to keep in touch, I walked to the train station with a few misty tears threatening to roll down my cheeks. I didn’t see his message until the train was pulling out of the station and heading to my new life. It was the privilege of my life to bring you into my family. I know you will do me proud professionally and personally. Just remember to be who you are and share yourself with the world. In every capacity. Until we meet again, stay hard, stay horny, and stay humble. -Johnny As the train rolled on, I straightened in my seat. I could make my dreams come true and show the world what Logan Ball is made of, and my resolution starts now. A young conductor came over at that moment and asked, “ticket please?” I handed this boy my ticket. “Looks like you’ll be with us for awhile.” He scribbled some information on a little pad he had with his scanner. “If there is anything that you need don’t hesitate to let us know.” He handed back my ticket and a piece of paper. He bustled down the train to the next people waiting with their tickets out. I glanced down at the paper and it read: Please ask for anything — and request Mason. I’d love to serve you however I can. I smiled and leaned back in my seat. This new life was going to be fucking brilliant. * * * * * * Looking forward to share all that will happen going forward! Thanks for reading up to this point, hope you come back for more!

If he's that trusting, he'll soon find out the hard way that guys do lie. Even then, the biggest danger comes from "neg" guys who have no idea they're poz yet. He'll soon be a poz cumdump though...

A fantasy of mine is for a master or owner to brand me on my ass, or to order me to have a tattoo on my ass-pussy with his name

I left the porno store. Four more loads up my ass. 3 down my throat. I would have taken more but the the store had to close at midnight. So I was on my way home my ass leaking come from stranger's cocks. All evening I was so focused on giving my body over to other men. Just giving up my body to anyone without discrimination. As I was driving home I took stock of where I was in my life. Ever since that kid had dropped his poz nut in my ass 3 years ago, I have been moving towards getting myself knocked up with HIV. Everything had just kind of falling into place. my wife, who had been sick for several years, had begun to deteriorate about a year ago. She was now in hospice full-time. My younger son had moved in with his grandparents. This was good for him. He had a hard time being in the house with his mother so sick. That left me and my older son, Sean, who was getting ready for college, in the house alone. Sean was 18 and the school athlete. He was a little short. 5‘7“, toned, smooth, and had a nice fat 7 inch cock. I have seen him naked many times through the years. Sometimes at home and sometimes at the gym. Even at church camp. I always admired his beauty. He had the nicest bubble but I had ever seen. I even found myself at times getting aroused looking at him we’re thinking about his body. Because of my wife's illness I was on sabbatical from the church. I didn't even have to check in. I just stayed away. That's why I had so much time to fuck around at the park and in the porno store. I took loans at the corner store at least four days a week. Tonight I have thrown away my prep. In another month I'd be susceptible to the virus. The thought of being converted kept my cock hard all the way home. Every cock that went in my ass that night I imagined was swimming with the virus. I pulled into the garage. My son's car was already parked there. It wasn't that late, just before 1 at night. He was sometimes out with his friends till 2 or 3 in the morning. I made my way in the house still dressed in the clothes I had picked up from the bushes at the park. I thought for a brief moment about the kid who had left his clothes outside the bathroom. Thought about him getting railed by that old poz breeder. It must have been a really hot scene. I pictured the kid on his knees sucking that fat cock with the spiked ball hanging off the end of it. I imagined him savoring the viral pre-come dripping from that cock. I knew the breeder would piss on him it’s been around and rough fuck his little boy hole. Fill the kid with his toxic gift. I boned up thinking about it. I realized in all my playing around at night I have never calm. I was still horny as fuck. I needed more Hass and cock and sperm. I made my way into the house and down the back hallway. I passed my son's room. His door was partially opened. I stopped and looked in. He was lying on his stomach on the bed apparently asleep. He had a beautiful body. The light from outside gave enough light to the room for me to see the outline of his naked form. His beautiful bubble but glistening in the moonlight. My hard cock throbs looking at him. I craved his ass. I wanted to plunge my cock into that ass that I had made and fill it with my seed. I wanted to fuck my own son. I wanted to creep in to the room. Wanted to lay my body over his. Even if I had to force him, I wanted to breed him deep and raw. But I was ready for that I didn’t think. But I knew what I would be thinking about as I jerked off in the shower. I started to walk away from his room when I noticed a pile of clothes at the end of his bed. It was time to do laundry so I step quietly into the room and reached down and picked up the pile of clothes.As I picked up the clothes from the floor it hit me. These were my clothes. These were my clothes that I threw into the bushes at the park just a few hours ago. The kid in the restroom getting railed by the gifter with the big spiked to PA was my son. Was my 18-year-old son. And I stood there realizing I was wearing his clothes. My ass full of strangers’ cum. My cock rock hard and dripping from thinking about fucking my son. I heard a rustling on the bed and my son flipped over. Still half asleep he stretched, his cock standing straight out from his body. Something came over me, possessed me. And I tossed the clothes I was holding into his face as he was waking up, “ Recognize these clothes? Recognize these clothes that you wore home?“ I sneered and stepped up next to the bed. “ Do you recognize these clothes I’m wearing? The clothes you threw in the bushes on your way into that shit hole toilet to get railed by a evil pervert with AIDS?“ Sean’s eyes grew big. Fear rose in his face. The stink of it rose from his body. He was awake now, wide awake. “ Looks like my oldest son is a bugchasing faggot“ I said, grabbing a single ankle, jerking him to the edge of the bed and rolling up on top of him so that he was pinned underneath me. I was not in control anymore of my lust.

Part 18 - Familiar Surroundings Lucy's plans had changed slightly so she was flying out to Barbados on the same day that Daniel and Jordan would fly in from Boston. The architects had flown out 4 days previously under strict guidelines and to have something ready for when they arrived. Lucy picked up her belongings at security and made her way to he clubhouse and catch up on some emails. The receptionist scanned her boarding pass, at the same time Callum was walking past when he heard the receptionist say thank you Mrs Salinger. He stopped dead in tracks and looked over and saw it was indeed Daniel's mother. "Mrs Salinger how lovely to see you again and welcome" he called walking over to her. Lucy turned and looked "Callum isn't it?". "Yes nice of you to remember" he turned to the receptionist "Mrs Salinger is VIP Sarah" she nodded and picked up the phone. "Oh and Callum, please call me Lucy" she said and thanked him. Callum smiled "Lucy, please may I escort you to the VIP lounge, where are you flying to today?" "Barbados back to the hotel" she replied. "Excellent Steve is rostered on the flight so you will be attentively looked after" he said smiling to her. Lucy had on numerous occasions flown with the airline but this was the first time she had really paid attention to the service in the clubhouse, she began noting things down that could be used in the new Salinger Club wing. It struck her that the reason why she paid more attention was more about the engaging personal service from Callum in the VIP section, the other thing was how much more relaxed she was just sitting there in the oversized armchair. All to quickly Callum approached to advise her flight was boarding, he took her hand baggage and escorted her through the airport and directly on to the plane skirting the priority queue. The cabin crew at the door noticed Callum approaching the door and Lucy was addressed and welcomed by name, Steve came forward and escorted her to the assigned seat. "Welcome on board Mrs Salinger, I trust Callum has looked after you so far" Steve asked. Lucy handed over her jacket "Steve please call me Lucy and yes he looked after me very well. How are you?" Steve smiled "I'm great thank you, are you meeting up with Danny and Jordan?". "Yes we are looking over designs for the expansion of the Salinger Barbados Retreat" she replied excitedly. Callum finished stowing the hand luggage "Really we could have stayed there forever, it is so lovely". Callum said his good bye as the tannoy announced boarding complete, Steve brought Lucy over some champagne and got her settled. The flight went by quickly as Lucy was reading over the architects notes they had sent her, she also spent some time sat at the bar area talking to Steve and going over the Club House wing ideas listening to ideas he had that she was jotting down quickly. Steve also said the name didn't sound or sit right and suggested 'Club By Salinger'. Lucy returned to her seat and read through the notes she made with Callum and also Steve's ideas. She tapped her pen several times on the note pad and wrote 'Concept - Club By Salinger', underneath she wrote 'food and beverage service, pool and beach service, lounge service', Lucy had already decided to keep housekeeping under the general hotel service. Next she wrote 'Club Managers', she glanced over at Steve who was engaging with other passengers as he checked they were secured for landing. She looked down again at her note pad and wrote 'Steve and Callum' she closed the note pad and glanced again at Steve, yes she thought to herself brilliant idea. Her eye was caught by the flickers of green coming in through the window as the plane crossed Barbados and banked over Bridgetown heading out to sea before turning on the final approach. Daniel and Jordan stepped in to the waiting limo and drove off towards the hotel, after 10 minutes Jordan tapped Daniel on the leg and pointed to the sky from his side of the limo and they watched Lucy's flight coming in to land. Daniel chuckled and told Jordan they would only get a short time to swim before she showed up. Lucy unbuckled her seat belt and Steve approached with her Jacket "Hope you had a good flight Lucy". "I did Steve, thank you. How long is your layover?" Lucy asked Steve. Steve retrieved her bag from the overhead hat bin "Only two nights Lucy". Lucy looked shocked "That's not long, Danny and Jordan arrived a while ago, come and stay at the Salinger Steve". Steve overwhelmed by her generosity said he would love to, Lucy told him to meet her at the Salinger limo but not to tell Daniel or Jordan he was coming to stay. Steve stood by the Salinger limo waiting for Lucy to appear, the driver ignored Steve as he was use to seeing airline crew standing in the VIP/Crew zone. Lucy appeared from customs and the driver walked over in her direction and took hold of her luggage, she warmly greeted the driver and informed him that Steve will be riding with them to the hotel. All luggage stowed away Lucy and Steve climbed in to the back of the limo for the drive to the hotel. "I hope you don't mind sharing a suite with Danny and Jordan?" she asked looking at Steve. Steve chuckled "Not at all I did last time I stayed with them, the suites are big enough". "You seem to enjoy your work Steve, just like Callum does" Lucy began to make some investigative conversation. Steve looked surprise "Well it's fine and it allows us to come to Barbados which we love". Lucy nodded "You never thought about moving here and settling down?". "Lucy it is so expensive to buy here and it would concern us about getting to the UK to visit family" Steve explained. Lucy nodded again "So if you had the chance to, what would make you say yes to giving everything up for Barbados?". Steve sighed "hmm, a good job to start, time to be together but importantly being able to get home to see family". "Family is the one and most important aspect of life" Lucy said agreeing with Steve. The limo pulled up to the Orchid Wing "I still can't get use to this" Steve said looking out the window. Lucy laughed and stepped out of the limo to be greeted by Daniel and Jordan she looked at them both and told them there was a guest in the limo. Daniel bent over to look in and screamed in surprise as Steve scurried out of the limo and hugged them both. "Hope you don't mind putting me up for two nights" Steve beamed at the both of them. Daniel cocked his head to one side "I guess we can put up with you" and laughed. "Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Jordan asked. Steve grabbed his flight bag "I didn't know you would be here this week". Lucy went to meet the architects whilst the three boys headed down to the beach for a couple of hours. Cael was overwhelmed to see them plodding along the beach towards the bar, he prepared some fruit crushes and placed them on a table as they approached. Several swims later they all sat in a row looking out to sea. Steve sighed "God how I love it here" and got his phone out called Cael over "Would you mind taking a photo please Cael?". "Of course, say Bajan and smile" he chuckled as he took the photo. Jordan peeked and laughed then settled back in his chair "It certainly is beginning to feel like home here". Daniel looked at him "Happiest place on earth and great memories so far". Jordan looked back at Daniel "You really are happiest here aren't you?". "Yes but only with you" he leant in and gave Jordan a quick kiss. Steve tutted and punched Jordan "Enough you make me sick with all your gooey lovie dovie stuff" and laughed his socks off. "By the way Steve my mother really likes you and Callum" Daniel leaned forward to see Steve. Steve turned his head "Really?". "Yes, she said you treated her like royalty all the way here and Callum escorted her to the plane" Daniel replied. Steve smiled "She was lucky Callum recognised her at the airport". Daniel stood up "Right I guess we should get ready for dinner guys, mother has us in the Windward Palms at 7pm". They all stood and said good by to Cael as they headed back to the suite. Promptly at 7pm everyone arrived including Sofie who was catching up with Lucy, she gave Daniel and Jordan a kiss and told Jordan that she wanted to go through some comment cards with him in the morning so he could see how well the Butler on the Beach concept was going down. Steve seemed to fit in well and even spent most of dinner engaged in conversation with Lucy and Sofie, little did he realise they were assessing his suitability for part of Lucy's grand plan. Lucy and Sofie had already spoken earlier that day and it was agreed that Sofie would move on to take over the GM role at the new LA hotel, it worked in favour for them both as she would be living with her husband who was based in LA. Shortly after dinner Steve posted the photo to the Bajan group on whatsapp so everyone would know what they were missing out on, he put his phone down telling Daniel and Jordan he had sent the photo. Sage had walked in to the music lounge and saw Kit sitting at the usual spot, he casually walked over and said hello to Kit who was already ordering a drink for Sage. The timing could not have been more perfect as they did the small talk greeting chat Kit's phone buzzed and his eyes glanced down to see a message from the 'Bajan Group'. He opened the message with the phone on the bar top and laughed causing Sage to ask what happened. Kit shook his head "Oh some friends have reunited again" and showed Sage the photo. Sage looked carefully "Wow that is one fine beach, where is that?". "Barbados, we were there over a month ago hence the somewhat fading tan" Kit laughed. Sage laughed with him "So who are the three amigos". Kit innocently explained "This one is Danny and this is his now boyfriend Jordan and this one is Steve". "They look like a lot fun to be around" Sage replied with a big smile on his face. Kit chuckled "Oh Danny is the joker we have a long running thing going every time we see each other". "The err Jordan dude has some pretty neat ink work, do they live out there?" Sage asked with feigned interest. Kit put the phone away "No Danny and Steve are from the UK and Jordan well he is American and loved up with Danny". "Nice bunch of friends, never really known anyone from the UK must be cool having British friends" Sage sighed. Kit smiled "Well they are coming over for thanksgiving so maybe we could all meet up one evening". Sage pretended to look shocked "Sure would be nice, but this is only the second time we have met dude". Kit patted him on the shoulder "Got to admit Sage your a pretty decent guy to be around plus you like the music". Sage laughed "Thanks Kit, hope we can become friends if you have the room for another one". They shook hands and did a man hug before returning to their drinks and waiting for the bands to start, Sage could not keep the sinister smile off his face, after all he was so close to achieving his goal.

PART 5 I spent the next day feeling guilty and certain that I had HIV, when I wasn’t busy jerking of relving the whole scene. Then I would feel guilty again. How could I break all the rules my first time out? I had let a guy with HIV fuck me raw and I had even let him cum inside me. It was only when I jerked off that I let myself admit I hadn’t let him cum in me, I had made him cum in me. Why had I done that? The next day after that my horniness got the better of me and I logged on, just to look at his profile I told myself. Before I could get there though, I noticed I had a message. I clicked and it was from him and he had sent it late last night. “Chris, First of all, I had an amazing time with you and really felt a special connection. And i am really happy that I got to be your first Top. You left pretty quickly and I think I know why... the fact I am hiv positive. I normally wouldn’t have even met a guy quite As young as you, but you were just so sexy in your pictures and so eager to be with an older guy like me, i gave in. And then you had such a pretty hole and it smelled so good. And then it tasted so good. And you got my cock so hard with your mouth. I couldn’t help needing to be inside you and I gave in. And you needed it. You needed my cock inside of you. And you knew I wouldn’t use a condom. Or maybe you just didn’t think. You just gave in. And when I was fucking you and you couldn’t have it stop. It just couldn’t stop. You had to have my cock pistoning in and out of you. Even when you knew it would make me cum and I told you I was close. You gave in. You pulled me in and squeezed my cock with your hole and accepted my load. A poz guy was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum into your guts and you gave in. You wanted it. At first when you left, I felt a little guilty and thought maybe I shouldn’t have let it go so far. Here you are, 18 and now you have my hiv cum inside you. And you’ve taken it bareback. You are going to want to get fucked bare again. It’s too addicting. You will give in. You will need it. Cock and cum. Deep in your hole. You will just have to... give in. And I will be waiting to take care of your needs again. When you are hungry and can’t hold off anymore, come over. But there’s no condoms allowed here. And no pulling out. And you will leave full of my cum. Signed, Tim.” I wasn’t just hard when i finished reading that, I was sure i would cum if I even touched my cock. And then I noticed he was actually online. And without hesitation, I gave in. I messaged him, knowing that I was agreeing thAt I did want what he wanted too, to fill my ass with his cum. “Tim, I can’t stop thinking about it. Can I come over again?,” I wrote and hit send. It was maybe a minute later that I got my reply. It was one word,Now. My reply was just as quick, “On my way.” And after a few minutes cleaning myself up, I was out the door. And for the second time in 3 days, was on my way to be a hot older Top man’s bottom toy. The hiv thing definitely went thru my mind, but not nearly as much as the thought of how it felt like he had cum a quart of jizz inside me when he had shot last time. It was the cum I kept thinking about, taking cum.