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College Surprise Koa’s POV “Hey, do you want to go to a party?” Jensen asked me, as he passed me his weed vape for the umph time since we got back to his dorm room. I still had a good buzz going on from before. “It’s off campus, so you don’t have to worry anything. My friends always throw the best parties,” he said grinning at me. “I know they’d love to meet and get to know you,” he said giving one of his now familiar grins. “Sounds cool,” I said smiling back at Jensen enjoying my high, as I sat back on his bunkbed taking another hit of the vape before passing it back to Jensen. I hadn’t expecting anything like this when I arrived at Cromwell College this morning. I was expecting the usual BS colleges do for prospective students. Yeah, sure we did the tour, got to meet a few professors, and watched a lecture presentation about life on campus. Yet, when we were handed over to our hosts for the weekend things changed. Jensen, my host, told me he didn’t want to bore me with shit that really didn’t matter unless I decide to go to CC in the fall. So, we hit up the local coffee shop on campus before heading to relax on a small hill overlooking the dorm Jensen lived in this term. He asked me about myself, I told him about my family, there was only my dad, who owns a small internet company and my fourteen-year-old brother. My mom died in a traffic accident when Aspen, my little brother was four. I swam all through elementary, middle, and high school, but I didn’t want to swim in college. I was afraid it would cut into my major in photography and creative writing. “Fuck, I can’t believe it’s almost 90 degrees in May,” Jensen said, before pulling off his polo shirt exposing his toned chest and abs. “Come on take off your shirt and get comfortable, I know you’ve got to be sweating your balls off,” he chuckled, as he ran his hand down his chest before grabbing and squeezing what seemed a nice thick piece of meat between his legs as if he were adjusting it. My gaydar was going off like crazy, as I gazed over at my now shirtless host. I had to play this carefully, I was still deep in the closet. One wrong move and Jensen could kick my ass for being a fag, but I couldn’t help he seemed to be flirting with me. I lived in a small coastal town in South Carolina, the last thing in the world I wanted was being outed in town since I was on the school swim team. My life would become a living hell and so would my brother’s. I wasn’t a complete virgin, having the opportunity to do some oral with a couple of tourists at a beach outdoor restroom and shower, but that was it. I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes enjoying the feel of the warm grass between my toes. At home all I wore were cargo shorts and rarely wore regular shoes unless absolutely necessary, I preferred being barefoot or wear just flip flops. I glanced over at Jensen to see him smile and nod at me, which caused me to bone up right away. It was as if my dick had no self-control suddenly. “Fuck, I need a hit, you cool?” Jensen asked diverting my attention from my boner as he pulled out a vape and hit it a couple of times. “Shit, I needed that, here take a couple of hits,” he said with a grin passing me the vape. I’d done weed a couple of times at parties, but I tried to stay away from it. It made want to do certain things, and that wasn’t a good thing in my small town. I thought briefly about saying no, but I didn’t want to look like a killjoy to Jensen. I took the vape and hit it a couple of times, and damn I was flying higher than I had before. This was some serious shit. “Let’s head back to my room and order some ‘Za, before the munchies set in,” Jensen chuckled, getting up, tucking his shirt into the back of his pants. “Here let me help you up,” he said reaching down to help me up. The next thing I knew Jensen had pulled me up against his slightly sweaty body. I almost thought he was going to kiss me as he gazed into my eyes, instead he just grinned at me, before heading back to his dorm. I grabbed my shoes and shirt jogging slightly to catch up with Jensen. Did I just imaging everything because of the weed or what? Jensen’s POV Holy fuckin’ shit, I was going to owe Simon bigtime once I managed to get this kid to tonight’s party, though judging from his reaction to my pulling off my shirt and squeezing my fuck meat I didn’t think there was going to be any trouble getting into his hot lil’ boy cunt. Koa was a serious piece of ass. His thick wavy golden blond hair just begged you to run your fingers through it as you grabbed a fistful of it yanking him back as you rammed deep inside him. His golden tan told of countless hours spent in the sun, I could see he had a serious speedo tan line from being a swimmer as his pants sagged a bit. Koa’s 5’10” slender body was nicely toned from years of swimming. His ears were pierced with what had to be three or four karat diamond earrings looked hot on Koa, though a pair of green biohazard earrings would look even hotter on him once we we’re done with him this weekend. This kid was going to be fun in bed once we partied him up, I hoped he was a moaner and a talker. There is nothing hotter than making a bottom pussy-boy beg for you to fuck them harder and nut deep inside their teen boy cunt, unless they are also begging for you to poz them. Now that would be fucking hot to hear Koa beg for us to poz his sweet tight bubble butt, definitely a goal to keep in mind for the night. Simon and I used the college’s tour guide mentor program to lure unsuspecting high school seniors into bed and leaving them with a special gift and a permanent reminder of their time at the college. I had gotten Simon to swop with me and take the red-headed emo boy I was supposed to have for this hot swimmer boy. Don’t get me wrong I love slutty skinny emo boys, yet it takes almost no effort to get into their hot little pussies, I wanted a bit of a challenge after a month’s worth of them. I needed a change of pace. Koa was just the ticket. I think though the challenge with Koa will be getting in him raw, so many closet gays, like Koa, think wearing a raincoat is the best way to keep themselves safe. It was my job and the rest of my friends job to show them raw was better. He would learn the best feeling in the world was an ass full of poz jizz. I planned after we ate switching to my T vape pen, that Twain, a chem major in our group, had made for those of us still living on campus, so we wouldn’t get busted by the RAs while we partied in the dorms. It would get Koa nice and horny for the party, and once there we’d switch to glass pipes and then some darts. I debated about asking Koa if he wanted to do some “E” before we left for the party, or just slipping it to him. I decided it just might be more fun to just slip it to him in his drink since he seemed so innocent. After this weekend though Koa would be a full-fledged poz cumslut bitch-boy instead of the innocent high schooler he was when he arrived here at CC. Koa POV “Make yourself comfortable bro, my AC isn’t working right. They are supposed to get it fixed Monday,” Jensen explained, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his jeans leaving him wearing only a pair of boxer-briefs with a large bulge in his crotch. “Shit that feels so much better getting out of those hot clothes,” he said grinning at me. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable,” Jensen nodded to me as he called for a pizza. The last thing I wanted to do at this point was take off my pants. I had been going commando since I was eight after one of the swim instructors told me serious real swimmers always freeball. Since that day I never wore underwear again. I still had ¾ of a boner from seeing what Jensen was packing. He would know at once I was gay, but still, I couldn’t help but wonder if that wouldn’t be a good thing. He was pretty hot with his shaggy black hair and intense blue eyes. Jensen had a nicely toned body, but seeing all the skateboards in his room, I suspected it was just from being active, rather than working out like I did for swimming. He wasn’t as tanned as I was, but you could tell he wasn’t totally an indoor person. I thought his red scorpion tat wrapped around his right side heading down towards his crotch looked pretty cool. He must be a Scorpio. “You’re not shy are you?” Jensen asked, setting down his phone giving me a grin. “You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen before,” he said fiddling around with his mini fridge, before handing me a beer. “No, but I don’t wear underwear, I haven’t since I was young,” I explained to Jensen. Hoping that would end the topic. “Wow, that’s cool. I freeball too sometimes, but not all the time,” Jensen said, giving me one of the looks that shot me to full mast. Shit, I thought what the hell is going on with my dick. It was behaving like I was twelve again, getting hard at every guy I thought was hot. Jensen told me about a party some of his friends were throwing off campus. He thought they would enjoy getting to know me and would help with my decision to attend Cromwell in the fall. I was really enjoying myself so I figured why not, after all nobody back home would ever know. My reputation back home as a good boy was safe, besides, I figured I deserved to treat myself. A knock on the door distracted me from thinking about the party. It must be the pizza, which was cool since I was getting hungry. Jensen got up to open the door, a hot looking shaggy-haired blond grinned at him holding out a pizza box. “Hey Jensen, got your meat lovers right here,” he said stepping into the room as he handed the box to Jensen. Noticing me he shot me a toothy grin, “Company tonight?” He asked my host, raising an eyebrow. “Finn, this is Koa. Koa, this is Finn,” Jensen said introducing us. “Koa is visiting from South Carolina for the weekend to look at the school. “Nice to meet you Koa, you couldn’t ask for a better school than Cromwell,” walking over to shake my hand. “Swimmer?” Finn asked looking at me. “Yeah, all through school, but not planning to if I come here. I want to focus on my degree,” I replied. I couldn’t help but smile at Finn’s work tee-shirt, which said, ‘Benny’s Always More Than a Mouthful.’ “I like the shirt,” I chuckled. Finn grinned back at me, “We’re a big believer in truth in advertising at Benny’s,” he replied with a chuckle. “Want a hit?” Jensen said offering his vape to Finn. “Does the Pope like altar boys?” Finn laughed taking a couple hits. “I’ll see you guys later after I get off from work,” he told Jensen. Turning towards me, “I look forward to seeing you again and helping you make up your mind to come here next year.” “I look forward to it,” I replied giving him a fist bump. “Later gators,” Finn said leaving giving me a wink as he shut the door. “Finn will be at the party later after he gets off work,” Jensen told me with a smirk. Just then there was a knock on what turned out to be the bathroom door. Two dorm-rooms shared a common bathroom. “Yo J-man, Benji wants to know if you want a ride to the party,” asked a tall slender guy wearing round black wire-framed glasses who looked like a hot Harry Potter with an industrial piercing through his left ear and tats. He had a giant black scorpion wrapping around his right side with its claws reaching towards his crotch, while his right arm was almost completely covered in a honeycomb sleeve pattern of black hexagons. His left arm had a black widow spider tat. All he was wearing was a pair of black bikini underwear, but what really caught my attention was the thick long dick which stretched over his left thigh. I almost choked on my beer it had to be the biggest dick I’d ever seen, and it didn’t even look like it was hard even. “Sweet, that would be great Kai. Oh, I don’t think you’ve met Koa, he’s visiting from South Carolina looking at Cromwell for the fall,” Jensen said with a smirk. “Oh shit, I just realized your names are almost the same, Kai and Koa,” chuckled Jensen. “That means we’re going to be great friends,” smiled Kai as he walked over to me. “Really close friends,” he said shaking my hand as he looked me up and down like a starving man about to devour a meal. Smiling he nodded at me. “I’ll see you guys later,” Kai said heading back towards his room through the bathroom. Jensen’s POV Koa was going to be extremely popular tonight both Finn and Kai already were imagining sliding inside his tight little cunt after I planted a couple of loads, few things were hotter than a sexy eighteen-year old’s gaping hole as multiple loads of poz jism leaked out. Hell, I was thinking the same thing. Koa would be a changed man when he left to go home on Sunday. I had no doubt come the fall Koa will be back here and getting his own scorpion tat before the first week is out. Damian had already hit me up to let me know there would be about twelve guys from our group there most of the night with others dropping in for a quick pump and dump. It looked like there would be about five newbies to break in while the rest of us mostly being vers. would play with one another between giving our guests the gift that keeps giving marking them as new members of a special brotherhood. I gave Koa my T vape; it was time to get things moving. I knew he’d soon be rolling hard from the “E” I slipped him in his beer, I’d be surprised if it wasn’t already beginning to kick in by now. I told Koa to go ahead and take a few more hits before taking a shower before the party. He turned away as he pulled off his jeans before quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. I kind of thought it was funny Koa was trying to keep from showing me his hard dick but had no problem showing me his hot little ass, which is what I was really interested in seeing. It did not disappoint; I was looking forward to burying my face it before booty bumping it. Koa’s POV Fuck, I was feeling amazing. I never suspected you could get so high from using a vape pen, it almost made me wish I did this more often. Every time I touched myself it felt incredible, and I was becoming increasingly horny. I began imagining having sexy with all these hot guys around me. What was happening to me, I was never like this, but at the same time I wanted it in the worst way. I began to really hope Jensen was gay, I wanted to have sex with him. Feel my mouth stretch wide around his cock and suck on it until he fed me his cum. I wanted to feel him slide inside me and take my virginity, showing me what it was to be with a man. Yet at the same time I wanted Kai, I wanted to feel that huge dick slide inside me stretching my hole wide open in ways I couldn’t begin to imagine. What would it feel like to have him ram deep inside me as he held me down and took what he wanted from me. It surprised me the shower in their bathroom had a clear shower curtain hiding nothing. There was also a shower douching tool attached to the showerhead, which told me someone was definitely gay in the two dorm rooms. As I showered I couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like to use it, and before long I began to wonder if I should clean out just in case something did happen tonight with Jensen. Even before I realized it I was using it to clean myself out just in case. I couldn’t believe how good it felt sliding the long nozzle inside me, using the toilet, and repeating the action several times. Each time it slid inside I wanted something even bigger entering my ass. I wanted fucked and I was getting to the point I didn’t care who did fuck me. I dried off conflicted about the way my hardon wouldn’t go down and now my desire for Jensen to see it. What was coming over me, this wasn’t me, but deep down I knew it was me. All the deep dark thoughts I had were coming to the surface. I secretly wondered what it would be like to be a slut, sucking dick whenever I wanted, having guys fuck me in the showers at school, in my bed with my dad and little brother at home hearing me beg for it harder, having guys shove me against the wall in the changing rooms at the beach and just fuck me like I was nothing more than a hole for their use. Why were these thoughts coming to mind now? I was a good boy and not a slut. At that moment I caught a reflection of myself in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door to Jensen’s room. My completely shaved body from swimming made me look younger than my eighteen years standing there in nude, but I had to admit I liked the look. My semi-dry blonde hair’s waves looked more like large loose curls. The only thing about my appearance which I wasn’t sure if I cared for was my tan lines from my Speedos. I wondered if I would look hotter completely tanned, maybe this summer I’ll lay out nude I thought, I knew of a couple of places along the beach where I could get away with it back at home. I couldn’t resist running my hands over my naked body as I looked in the mirror. My hand couldn’t resist reaching down to caress my shaved balls and hardening cock. I moaned from the feelings of pleasure my fingers gave me as I caressed myself. I’d never felt pleasure like I did at that moment. “Whoa,” exclaimed a voice behind me from the direction of Kai’s dorm room. “I thought whoever was in here taking a shower was finished,” smiled a handsome naked double scorpion tatted, lightly tanned, muscular toned brunette with emerald eyes. He closed the door as his thick eight and a half long almost beer can sized cock quickly rose to full mast. He walked over to me reaching out to take my own six and a half barely five inch around cock in his hand. “Kai had said you were fucking cute as hell, and he wasn’t kidding,” smirked this unknown guy leaning into kiss me as he slowly stroked my dick. “You taste amazing,” he said as he pulled back from the kiss with a smile. He leaned back in for another kiss, this time shoving me back hard against the door as we began to passionately kiss like long lost lovers. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his hands shifted from stroking my hardon to running all over my body, before concentrating on my sensitive nipples, which in turn made me grind hard against this mysterious guy. I’d never felt like this before in my life and I wanted it to never end. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t know who this was I making out with, I wanted him in the worst way. He pulled back finally from our kiss leaving me pantingly hard, as he gazed into my eyes seeing my desire for him and his hard dripping cock. “Yeah, you’re one sexy little slut boy,” he said smirking at me. “I know what you want and need,” he chuckled softly, as he shook his cock at me. “Let me see if you can use that hot mouth properly on a man’s cock,” he said pushing me down to my knees in front of him. “Show me how much you want it slut.” I looked up into my dominator’s emerald eyes, as I stuck out my tongue beginning to lick the dripping precum. I started to reach up to grab it, but he grabbed my hand, “Just your mouth slut,” he commanded me, “And no teeth if you know what is good for you,” he chuckled softly at me. I obeyed taking what must be one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever sucked, it certainly was the thickest. I heard a hiss and double snorts before my dominator pulled out of my mouth and held one of my nostrils shut. “Inhale slut,” which I promptly did from a small brown bottle, and he repeated the process with my other nostril. My buzz had me flying now, as he pushed his hard cock back inside my mouth. I showed him everything I had learned about sucking dick, and before I knew it he was forcing himself down my throat further and further until his shaved groin pushed firmly against my nose. Once he sensed I couldn’t breathe he would pull out just long enough to catch my breath before pushing back in hard burying himself in my over-stuffed throat. I lost track of time as I became nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. “Fuckin’ hell slut, you almost made me nut,” he panted smiling down at me slapping his wet cock against my face, marking me with his precum and my spit. “I’m not ready to feed you my special venom yet,” he grinned rubbing my lips with his thumb before forcing it into my mouth to suck it. Before I could say anything Kia’s roommate had me bent over the bathroom counter with my ass spread open. “God damn! What a fucking hot hole,” he growled as he attacked my ass with his tongue. I was in total sensory overload as he worked his tongue inside me vigorously in such a way I could have never imagined possible. I couldn’t even speak, the only thing I could do was moan in pleasure as he ate me out. Soon this was not enough for him, as a finger begin working slowly inside me. “You’re a virgin aren’t you?” He asked me as his voice dripped with lust. “Y…es…yesss, I managed to gasp in answer to his question. “If you weren’t with Jensen, I’ take your cherry right now, but I’ll wait my turn,” he said as I heard a drawer open, followed by a squirt and then his finger sliding inside me much easier and fully than before, causing me to moan louder as he touched a spot inside that made me see stars. “That’s your boy button,” he chuckled as he began working his finger in and out as I felt a burning sensation. “It burns,” I tried to tell him as he held me in position, squirting more stuff on his fingers as I felt two fingers working themselves inside me. “Don’t worry slut, the burn will go away soon,” he chuckled again, as he built up his pace working his finger in and out of my ass. Soon I discovered he was right as the burning pain morphed into a burning need to feel my ass used for his pleasure. He pulled his fingers out causing me to whimper in need for their return. I felt something rough against my hole, followed by the now familiar liquid squirt and the push inside my ass. This time the burning sensation seemed even worse as the fingers rubbed it against my boy button. I tried to twist away as the pain engulfed me, but my tormentor held me in place trying to sooth me, and as he promised the pain changed into a hunger for something more. I wanted something bigger, hard, more potent than mere fingers. “Yeah, you’re ready for tonight,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard. “Time to get you back to Jensen,” he grinned at me as he pulled me up from the counter. He guided me to Jensen’s door before opening it and steering me naked and hard back into the room. “I think you might have lost something,” he laughed to Jensen, who just grinned at us. “Thanks, Benji, I was almost ready to send out a search party for Koa,” he laughed high fiving my molester. “Koa? A hot name for a hot little slut boy,” Benji chuckled, slipping his finger in my crack, before slapping me hard on the ass making me moan in pleasure. I should have been embarrassed, but it turned me on for Jensen see this man, Benji, exposing me as his play toy. “Benji is going to drive us to the party tonight, he’s kind of fun isn’t he?” Jensen grinned at me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I found some of your clothes in your backpack I thought would make you look super-hot tonight at the party, I hope you don’t mind,” he told me. On the bed lay the pretty severely ripped pair of skinny black jeans I had planned wearing Sunday when I drove home, and one of my white tank-tops. The jeans would very easily show off my butt, and my balls and some of my dick if I stayed hard, which I suspected was the way I would be most of the night. Especially with the hot guys taking me to this party. I knew I should be more restrained than I was being, but it was as if all my secret desires were flowing to the surface. I mean sure I could be slutty on occasion, but it was as if my slut switch was turned way past full and it still wasn’t enough. I didn’t even think to protest wearing the clothes Jensen had picked out for me, I wanted him to be pleased with me. I was facing his bed as I started to shimmy into my tight skinny ripped, which seemed far more ripped than I remembered, jeans. The next thing I knew Jensen had pushed me down on his bed, which sliding a finger deep inside me and the now familiar burning sensation filling my ass, before morphing into an incredible feeling of desire for dick. “Now I think you’re ready for the start of the party Koa,” he chuckled pulling his finger out and caressing my ass. “Shit, we’re going to have so much fun tonight,” he huskily whispered to me. “If I thought I could get away with it now, I’d have you wear one of my dirty jocks and nothing else, but the evening is still young,” he chuckled, motioning me to finish getting dressed. “I know you like going barefoot, so don’t bother with shoes, you look perfect just as is,” Jensen smiled at me. Jensen’s POV Between Benji and I Koa was now primed for some serious fucking. I couldn’t wait to get him naked with his knees pushed back next to his ear as I claimed his cherry. Fuck, there are few things hotter than taking a guy’s cherry and pozzing him at the same time. Koa was going to be bred all night and into Saturday afternoon before we’d finished with him and his newly gaping hole. Jared would be making sure he got as much vid on our latest prey. We always made sure to get the guys begging to be bred and pozzed, so they couldn’t say they had been tricked. I was looking forward to teasing Koa’s hot lil hole with my dick telling him I only fucked raw and was poz. I wanted to hear him tell me to slide in and fuck him and blow my poz load deep in his newly born boy pussy. Once inside him I’d dart him, so he was ours for the rest of the party. Koa would soon understand his new place as a bottom bitch boy cumslut for raw cock, any raw cock offered him. I might have to invite some big hairy daddy bears to expand Koa’s horizons. I’d love to see him bouncing up and down on some big daddy bear dicks while people watch Koa begs for a poz load. He will be a changed individual by the time the weekend is over. Koa’s POV I couldn’t believe how fucking horny I was, I wanted dick in my ass, hell any dick, I didn’t care. I wanted to lose my virginity this weekend. Any of the hot guys I met Jensen, Benji or Kai, would do, hell I’d let them all fuck me. The idea of all three of them fucking me turned me on more than I thought possible. Jensen had me hit his vape a few more times, before heading over to Kai and Benji’s to catch a ride to the party. Benji and Kai talked me into taking off my white-beater and just tuck it into my jeans. They thought I’d look hotter for the party showing off my swimmer’s body. In almost no time we were at Benji’s black BMW x5, once there Kai and Jensen pulled out a couple of glass pipes whose bulbs were filled with white crystals and small torches. They both took long deep hits of their pipes before shot gunning me against the backdoor of the car. This seriously horned me up unbelievably, Jensen climbed in the back seat while Kai then guided me into the backseat on my knees. Jensen had me take a few hits on my own, while Kai played with my hole before turning me around and shot gunning me several more times. I couldn’t help but moan loudly into Kai’s mouth as Jensen’s fingers played with my hole. I couldn’t but help ride his fingers as he stimulated me. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as I rode his fingers. “So, fucking good,” I panted with desire. I needed Jensen to fuck me in the worst way. I wanted him to take my virginity, I wanted to feel him inside me. “Yeah, I think someone is hungry for cock,” he chuckled as Kai put the glass pipe to my lips. “Inhale Koa, show us what a proper tweaker you are,” Kai commanded me. I followed his command, taking three huge hits, as Jensen continued to finger my hole through my ripped jeans. I didn’t realize it at first, but we had arrived at the party. Benji took the pipe from Kai and took several hits, before shot gunning me a few times more. Kai and Jensen guided me out of the BMW’s backseat making sure to pop the front button on my ripped jeans. “Yeah, you’re ready for some fun now,” chuckled Jensen as my new friends guided me to the front door of a modern design house with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. There were mostly shirtless guys dancing to techno music pumping through the house. They all seemed to be handsy with one another, which really turned me on. I was fairly sure I would get fucked tonight for the first time ever. A hot light brown haired pale and seriously tatted skinny guy wearing nothing, but a pair of tight way too small black boxer briefs answered the door while using a small torch to heat a glass pipe. After he had taken a long inhalation of thick white small, he exhaled and then motioned us in the house. “S’up, guys we’re just getting started so you came at a good time,” he smiled at us, before coming over to shove his tongue in my mouth. “Hi, I’m Barry,” he said smiling at me as he rubbed his large scorpion tat. “We’re going to need to spend some time together before the party is over,” he continued stepping close so he could slide a finger through one of the rips exposing my virgin hole. I moaned as his long finger slid deep inside me awakening my hungry hole. “Drinks are in the kitchen, have fun,” he winked at me as he pulled his finger from my hole, “I’ll see you later sexy.” I wanted sex so bad at this point, I slid my own two fingers inside my hungry hole, trying to motivate Jensen to pull out his dick and just fuck me. It didn’t bother me that the small group of shirtless guys standing around drinking and talking saw me playing with my hole, in fact it turned me on when they all smiled at me. Jensen got me a Gatorade from a cooler, which kind of tasted weird, I guess it had some sort of booze I had never had before. I polished it off in no time as Jensen introduced me to his friends. They all hugged and kissed me while playing with my ass, telling Jensen how lucky he was finding and bringing me to the party. Jensen’s POV Fuck, Koa is so hot, I can’t wait to slide inside his virgin boy cunt and give him his first load of poz jizz. All the guys are excited to add their poz loads to mine when I finish using Koa like the cumslut he is destined to become this weekend. The G in the Gatorade will loosen Koa up even more pushing his horny meter into the red zone. I’ve waited long enough to show Koa his true purpose in life. I kiss him deeply, taking him by the hand leading hi to one of the bedrooms to complete Koa’s corruption. I don’t bother to close the door knowing others will soon join us and take their own turns with my new cumslut. I push Koa back towards king-size bed, “Get those pants off slut,” I command the tweaked and rolling soon to be bred eighteen-year-old twink. I kicked my shoes off as I stripped out of my own clothes. I loved Koa’s look as he saw my hardon for the first time. Pure lust and desire shown on his face. He was ready to be fucked like the bitch whore he was to become. “You’re one sexy mutha fucker Koa,” I whispered to him as I pushed him back on the bed. “You’re going to let me fuck your hot lil’ ass aren’t you Koa?” I asked him as I climbed on the bed moving towards his head in preparation to feeling his hot mouth lubing my cock with his spit. Koa nodded his head rather than answering aloud. I moved into the classic 69ing position feeding Koa my dick as I attacked his hole rimming and fingering his newly born boy pussy. I love the feelings from his moans and tongue work as I forced more of more of my thick eight inches cock in his mouth. Koa was doing a decent job, obviously he had done some sucking before, yet when the weekend was out he’d be a pro with all the dick he’d be getting at the party. I’d waited long enough the bitch needed his cherry popped and used like a cumslut. I pulled out of Koa’s hot lil’ mouth, as he whimpered at being deprived of his new favorite toy. “Don’t worry slut I have something far more fun for us to do,,” I grinned at him as I climbed between his legs and pushing them back towards his ears. I teased his hole with my leaking cock head, which made Koa try to hump himself on my plum like gland. “Somebody’s horny aren’t they?” I asked the desperately horny Koa. “Yes,” he moaned continuing to try and impale himself on me. “Well, I can give you what you want, but there are a couple things I need to tell you first,” I grinned at Koa, I paused briefly as Soren grinned at me as he walked in the bedroom wearing nothing more than his usual olive kaki cargo pants and his array of necklaces. Soren’s thick bushy long hair suited him perfectly making him look-like a cross between a raver and a hippie. A music major, he was extremely popular on campus with both gay and straight guys. His nine and a half Red Bull thick cock which was trying unsuccessfully to tent out his pants’ leg helped greatly with his popularity. I loved all his tats covering his arms and chest especially his large black scorpion tat covering his abs. He was thin but, seriously toned and could throw a mean fuck. I noticed he had a rubber elastic strap and a couple of darts in his hands. It was time to start the party. “Soren meet Koa, Koa meet Soren,” I said grinning at Soren as he set Koa’s tools of destruction down on the nightstand before unbuttoning and dropping his pants. Koa’s eyes bulged with lust as Soren’s cock was finally freed and stood at attention waiting to be used on Koa. “Hey,” Soren smiled at Koa lying on the bed with his knees push back to his ears. “Hey,” replied Koa shyly. “As I was saying slut, there are a couple of things before we start you should know. If they are a problem we can do something else,” I grinned at the horny Koa and at Soren. You see I only fuck raw, and never pull out until I’ve seeded a guy’s pussy,” I told Koa, as I watched his drug addled brain process this news. There was a brief hint of resistance which flashed over his innocent face but was soon gone. “You can fuck me raw,” Koa told me softly as he looked in my eyes. “Sweet Koa, I know you’ll love feeling raw cocks sliding in your cunt and pumping you full of jizz, but there are a couple other things you should probably know before we start,” I told him as I motioned for Soren to put the strap around Koa’s muscular arm in preparation for slamming him. “I thought before I fuck you that you might want to know my status,” I continued making sure to tease Koa’s virgin hole with my cock. “I don’t care if you’re single or not I WANT your cock inside me. I want your raw cock,” Koa demanded. “PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME,” he begged. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the teen’s innocence. I pushed gently against Koa’s cherry entrance, making him moan as he tried push down on my gland. “Are you sure? I told you I don’t pull out until I’ve pumped my load deep inside a guy,” I explained as I pushed harder now against his hole almost breaching it a couple times as Koa began trying to get my cock inside him. “Fuck me,” Koa panted now overcome with lust to take my dick. I grinned at him, as I slowly pushed inside his tight virgin hole. Koa made the sexiest moan as he took his first cock up his no longer virgin hole. I slowly rocked in and out of one of the hottest boy pussies I’ve enjoyed in a long while. In almost no time I had managed to bury nearly my whole cock in Koa’s hot lil’ boy cunt. I worked the entire length of my cock in and out of his fuck tunnel making Koa moan like a lil’ bitch each time I pushed all the way back inside his fiery hole. “You really should tell Koa about your status before I send him to slut mode,” Soren chuckled as he prepared to dart Koa. “Yeah you’re right Soren, it’s only fair,” I agreed slowly and very gently pulling my cock from Koa’s hungry boy cunt. I loved the way he whimpered as my cock exited his hole. “PLEASE,” Koa begged, “Put your cock back and fuck me, PLEASE I NEED IT,” he continued to beg desperately. “Well, I would love to fuck and flood your sweet lil’ boy cunt with my dirty jizz, but you should have the right to say if you want me to fuck you with my raw poz cock,” I explained waiting for Koa’s drug fogged brain to process what I had just told him. Suddenly a realization of what I just told Koa registered on his shocked face, as I teased his slightly open fuck hole making him want my cock back inside him. “Should we stop Koa?” I asked him as I pushed a little harder against his hole making him whimper in need. Koa took a deep swallow looking in my eyes, “No, please don’t stop fucking me,” Koa softly answered, realizing what he was saying to me by asking me to keep fucking him with my raw poz fuck tool. “You want me to mark you as mine then,” I said to a slightly frightened but still definitely horny Koa. “You want to be a poz cum dump slut?” I asked pushing a little harder against Koa’s fuck hole, but not entering completely. Koa swallowed deeply again before answering, “Yes, poz me.” My cock pulsed oozing out a big stream of precum with Koa’s answer. I pushed slowly back inside my bitch boy, enjoying the fact he surrendered his formerly virgin pussy to my raw poz cock. As I slid home inside Koa he moaned as his cock pulsed leaking a large puddle of precum on to his stomach and chest. His mind might be in conflict with his decision, but his body wasn’t. Koa’s POV When Jensen pulled his amazing cock from my ass and told me he was poz and wanted to keep fucking me and pump his poz cum inside me, I couldn’t believe what he told me. I desperately wanted Jensen to keep fucking me, but I wasn’t sure what to do. Jensen’s cock teasing my hole answered my question for me, I wanted his dick, and I didn’t care he was poz I would deal with consequences afterwards I just wanted fucked in the worst way. I was in bliss once Jensen’s cock was back in me, I knew I had made the right decision by letting him keep fucking me. My hole was made for his dick and soon his poz cum, for some strange reason the more I thought about taking his poz loads the more turned on I seemed to be becoming. I shouldn’t be getting turned on by the idea of taking Jensen’s poz cum, but I was. I did want his poz loads. “Let’s get you really in the mood for poz cock,” Soren grinned at me taking my arm that I didn’t realize had a tourniquet on it. “Don’t move or this will hurt a lot if you move so hold still,” he said as he found a vein and jabbed me emptying the syringe into my arm. He pulled the syringe from my arm and untied the tourniquet holding my arm up, the next thing I coughed hard a couple times before feeling a rush of pleasure and horniness flow through my body. “Oh…Fuck…Yes,” I moaned grinning up at Soren as he stroked his dick. “Gimme,” I demanded wanting to suck this fucking hot stud, before begging him to fuck me after Jensen. I wanted more cock up my ass and I didn’t care if it was poz or not. Fuck, I actually hoped I would get more poz cock before the night was out. I knew I shouldn’t but for some reason it turned me on knowing I was being fucked by a raw poz cock, what was happening to me? “Fuck me with that poz cock,” I began begging Jensen as he pounded the hell out of my hole, “HARDER MOTHER FUCKER, RAM MY PUSSY, POZ ME MOTHER FUCKER,” I shouted as I paused taking Soren’s thick cock down my throat. The only thing I could think of was taking Jensen’s raw poz cock deep inside me before he flooded me with my first poz load, but hopefully not my last one. “Fuck ya,” growled Jensen as he ramped up his assault on my ass. “I knew you’d be a nasty lil’ fuck,” he continued grinding deep inside me. “I’ll make sure all my friends give you all their poz loads too slut,” he promised as he began long dicking me harder and faster, quickly approaching his climax. “FUCKIN’ NUT!” I screamed, “POZ ME! MAKE ME A POZ CUMSLUT!” I yelled needing to feel Jensen to jizz inside me in the worst way. This wasn’t me, but it was. It was as if some deep dark hidden part of me was finally free and enjoying the new freedom of letting go fear and embracing my new sexual desires. Suddenly Jensen slammed his cock deep inside me, grunting as I felt his dick swell, beginning to pulse as warm cum began filling me up for the first time in my life. Poz cum, Jensen’s poz cum, transforming me, changing me, freeing me. Once he finished climaxing inside me, Jensen began once again slowly fucking me, making sure I felt every inch of his amazing cock using his poz cum as lube to fuck me. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven because it just felt so good. “You ready Soren to give this fucking cumslut another load of poz jizz in his boy cunt?” Jensen asked with a smile. “Fuck yeah,” Soren grinned at me, plopping down on the bed, and leaning against headboard. “Come up here bitch and ride my cock like the lil’ whore you are,” he commanded me as Jensen pulled himself from my hungry hole. I quickly clamored up the bed to sit on my latest fucker’s beautiful thick nine and half inch uncut cock. “Are you poz too?” I asked Soren, needing him to be poz too. Suddenly all I wanted was poz cock up my ass. “Fuck yeah I am, everyone at the party with a scorpion tat is poz,” Soren told me as I squatted over his cock. “You’d look fucking hot with one as well, do you want us to help you earn yours?” He asked as I began to push down on his raw poz cock. “FUCK YEAH!” I moaned as I slammed myself completely down Soren’s dick meat. “I want one,” I moaned as I began slowly riding up and down the entire length of Soren’s thick cock. “I want to be marked like you,” I howled as I took Soren’s entire dick each and every time I pulled up and then slammed myself down on his shaved groin. I Needed Soren’s poz load in the worst way ever, so I rode him like I imagined a cheap whore would. I loved the thought of being a total whore for cock, hell any cock, fuckin’ poz cock! I wanted as much cock as I could get this weekend, I wanted to show Jensen and his friends I wanted to be just like them. Jensen grinned down at me as he offered me his still glistening cum-coated dick to suck. “I think we have a keeper here,” he chuckled as I licked and slobbered all over his cock cleaning it of his poz cum and my ass juices. I wanted Jensen to know how much I loved him popping my cherry and pozzing me. “I’m going to guess you’ll be here in the fall for classes won’t you whore,” I nodded excitedly as I bobbed up and down on his cock, while Soren lifted my ass up some and began fucking repeatedly into my hungry hole. My body and mind were on total overload, from everything I was experiencing, but I still wanted more. “This must be the playroom,” a muscular thirty-something Afro-American guy, with his dreads pulled back in a ponytail said with a grin, as he fucked up into the naked hot red-headed emo boy with snakebites wrapped around his waist, making him moan into his shoulder. “My friend wanted a playmate to get pozzed with at the party, didn’t you babe?” The emo boy gasped, “Yes, Daddy,” as the thick cock fucking him long dicked him quickly and hard. The new kid and I both gasped loudly, but for different reason as the Afro-American guy pulled the emo boy off his dick and tossed him on the bed near me. He from what easily had to be a thick uncut ten-inch cock being yanked from his ass and me in awe and desire to feel that meat pummeling my hole and filling me with his poz jizz. The man shot me a toothy grin, “Don’t worry boy, I’ve got plenty more toxic cum to share with you before the night is out.” At that moment Soren yanked me down hard on his cock as I felt him pulsing and flooding my boy cunt with his poz load, “Take…IT…ALL!” He growled as I felt some of his load begin to leak out from my still stuffed hole. Soren must have not have cum in a few days from what it felt like. I couldn’t believe the night had only just started.

Note: Edited for content and forum changed. Here's hoping this version doesn't offend community standards. ___ Breeding Ben’s Bunghole I was out of town for a conference and horny, so I went to the hotel bar. I saw this very sexy guy sitting alone with an empty stool next to him. I asked if it was free and he invited me to sit down, introducing himself as Ben and flirting with me. As the place was full and that was the only seat, I was glad to have a place to perch, especially next to a sexy guy who was clearly into me. Ben told me that he was married, to a man, and that he and his husband, Peter, had been together for a few years before Peter realized that Ben was never going to settle down. He’d always assumed that Ben wanted a monogamous heteronormative relationship. Ben told me that he enjoyed hooking up with new guys and taking their loads home to Peter to eat out of his hole. Ben could tell that his nasty talk was making me hard and he reached for my crotch. My hardening cock rewarding his grasp with a steady stream of precum that leaked through my trousers faster than I’d have liked. He told me that his husband really liked it when he had bareback sex with strangers. I asked if he wanted to go back to my room, and Ben eagerly agreed. The guy sitting next to us clearly overheard the whole conversation and raised his eyebrows, giving me a thumbs up. I could tell that overhearing out conversation had gotten him hard as well as he adjusted his bulge. Ben and I made out in the elevator and tore each other’s clothes off as we tumbled into my hotel room. He shucked off my pants and yanked my briefs down before swallowing my cock to the root. He was clearly horny to get fucked. I told him that I’d be happy to rubber up if he wanted me to and he told me he’d rather take me raw. He didn’t ask my status and I didn’t volunteer. After Ben had sucked me to full dripping hardness, he swiveled around on his hands and knees and arched his back like a real pro piggy bottom. He leaned down with his face on the bedspread and used his hands to pry apart his alabaster ass cheeks. Ben’s butt was nearly hairless except for a little peach fuzz right around his hole. I lapped at his ass and managed to slip two fingers easily into him. When I pulled them out, I saw that they were slick with what I was pretty sure was another guy’s load. Ben clenched his muscles down on my fingers and begged for more. I got all four fingers and my thumb inside lubed up and wet with my oozing precum. Ben asked if I minded taking some pics with his phone and I obliged with my other hand. I snapped away as I pulled my hand back so just my fingertips were inside his creamy hole and lined up my raw dick. I slipped inside with just precum and spit as lube. Ben was so wet inside I really didn’t need anything else. He moaned as my cock entered him. When I removed my hand, I was surprised to feel how loose and stretched-out Ben’s hole actually was. I could barely feel the sides of his chute as I pummeled his open sloppy cunt. He groaned and asked if I liked his opened-up pussy. I told him I did and he arched forward making my dick plop out of him. A torrent of white cream sluiced out all over the sheets. Ben asked me to lay down so he could ride me. He handed me his phone and had me make a video of him bouncing up and down on my dick. With his hole so opened up and sloppy, he could really take me deep. He pushed his cheeks together for more friction and got me close to cumming. He then stopped and just sat there, my hard bare dick throbbing deep inside his guts. Ben began to rock up and down reached for his phone. He grinned at me. He asked for my room number and then entered it into his phone and I heard a ‘whoosh’ as he sent it. He then sent the pics and video. He rode me slowly, keeping me rock hard and close to cumming. He looked down at me asking, ‘Remember Peter? My husband? Mind if he joins?’ I didn’t care, but wondered what would happen when he arrived. Also, I thought his choice of words was odd. I’d never met Peter, so how could I remember him? A few minutes later, there was a quiet knock at the door and Ben raised up and off to go answer it. He stood in the open doorway, kissing a man as he loosened his tie and pulled it above his collar. I thought he was undressing his husband, but instead, he stopped as the tie covered the man’s eyes. He tightened the knot back and guided him in. I wasn’t surprised to see that Peter was the guy at the bar on the other side of the empty stool. Ben smiled and led Peter to a chair. He unbuckled Peter’s belt and pushed his pants off before sitting him down. Peter opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Ben leaned forward and backed his gaped cummy pussy to his husband’s tongue. Peter lapped at Ben’s hole and moaned into it. He turned around, holding Peter’s blindfolded face as he stuck his ass out and rolled it around. Ben and Peter kissed as I rubbed my raw cock against his hole. I easily entered Ben’s slack asshole as he groaned into his husband’s mouth. “He’s fucking me, baby. He’s fucking me raw.’ Peter gulped for air asking, ‘Is he NEG, baby?’ ‘How should I know,’ Ben replied. Ben moaned gleefully saying, ‘Letting a stranger fuck you bareback is so risky!’ Ben turned over his shoulder looking up at me as I pounded my hips into his ass. He winked at me as I pummeled his pussy. I picked up my pace and pounded his bare cunt. I railed Ben’s hole forcing him off his balance and into his husband’s chest and shoulders. I whispered that I was close and they both begged me to fill him up. I shot deep inside Ben and let my cock go soft inside him. As I pulled out, my seed, and likely at least a few other mens’ gushed out of him, splashing on Peter’s crotch and legs. As I went to the bathroom to take a piss and clean up, Ben guided Peter to the floor on his back and sat on his face. Peter lapped at his husband’s used slutty hole as more and more seed slipped out and into his mouth. ‘Yeah, baby. Eat those loads. Enjoy that cum dripping down your throat!’ Peter moaned his approval as he lapped at his husband’s sloppy used cunt. When I came out of the bathroom, the two of them had gone, but Peter had left his business card. It turned out that they lived in my town and were both here on business. I wondered how many guys would fill Ben up again before I bred him again.

Instant turn off when a guy asks, "are you clean"? as if to say being hiv positive is somehow "dirty"

Chapter Three: The Haircut. I heard him pick something up off of the floor, and then the whirring sound of hair clippers. They came close to my head, and before I knew it he was shaving my lovely hair off. Part of me was gutted, I loved my hair, but the other part of me was turned on that this highly charged viral stud was shaping me to how he wanted me to be, taking complete control over me. I felt safe, and very subMISSIVE. Now a skinhead and at this fucker's mercy I was lost in a piggy trance to his alpha authority. He took a hold of the leash and tugged; - C'mon ... He directed me as I crawled on all 4's into his living room, and once there I was ordered to sit up right, kneeling with my ass cheeks resting on my heels. There I was, naked except his red rubber jockstrap, the steel chastity locking up my now pointless dick, a leather blindfold, a leather collar and leash, but he was not done yet. Next went on a wooden clothes peg to each nipple ... - OoooouuUUcH - Take long slow deep breaths and remember why you are doing this. - Yes Sir. My nipples had always been super sensitive, yet through training over time with Sir Bill not only would they become much bigger, the arousing sensation they produced through playing with them would now be completely and not just partly redirected to my cunt now that my pointless dick was now locked. They would also very much increase in how sensitive they would become. Sir now took a permanent red marker pen and wrote on my chest; ''Sir'', on my torso; ''is going'', on my belly; ''to'' .... then he came around to my back and on my upper back he wrote; ''poz'', and finally below on my thoracic back he wrote; ''me.'' ''Sir Is Going To Poz Me'' Now looking very different to how I arrived a short time ago he stood back and took some photos of his pig in training. For the next few hours he sat in his armchair drinking non alcoholic beer and puffing on a cigar, head to toe in fresh smelling leather. All that time I remained blindfolded, but I could smell the leather on my face from earlier, and his cigar smoke. I only spoke when I was spoken to, and Sir did not speak much, just generally puffing on his cigar and drinking his beers. For the first hour he verbally remained silent, until he piped up... - Do you know what the term Viral Load means in regards to HIV, boy? - Yes Sir, I have read about it. - Have a guess what mine is. - Erm, I don't know ... a million? - Way out, guess again. - Um, eight hundred thousand? - You are still way out pig, you get one more guess. - Er *I gave a big pause as I thought, which way do I go, up or down* ... Erm, four hundred thousand? He stood up, walked over to me, knelt behind me, spread my legs, and placed a leather covered finger from a gloved hand on my cummy neg cunt hole. I gasped. He leaned into my ear, and once again his gruffly voice spoke to my inner depraved pig; - Four Million, three hundred and seventy one fucking thousand, boy. I groaned and whimpered in ecstasy to which he cockily laughed; He knew exactly who I was and what I wanted, and needed! 😈 ... He got up and stood in front of me. - If I gave your cunt a good hard brushing with a tooth brush then fucked you hard and came deep inside your cunt right now I'd say there would be a very good chance you'd become HIV positive. Well, that sent me over the edge as surges of actual electric jolts surged through my cunt, jolt after jolt after jolt... - Oh my Go.. Oh my Go.. Uh, uh uh *I began to pant and moan heavily* Sir took one big puff on his cigar and blew it in my face, and sat back down in his chair. A good half hour of verbal silence ensued. Then... - You definitely want to become HIV positive, is that correct? - Yes Sir. - You want Sir's angry serpent 🐍 to spit it's highly charged viral corrupted DNA deep in your guts, corrupting your DNA in the process, pig? - Yes Sir. The next sentence he uttered he said extremely sternly and very loudly... - You want my highly charged viral corrupted DNA flowing through your veins forever more? IS THAT WHAT YOU FUCKING WELL WANT? His full on alpha attitude with his matter of fact stern words booming out into the room sent me over the edge, and once again electrical jolts surged through my cunt, but this time they did not stop until Sir intervened. For the next half hour the surges came at me, wave after wave, leaving me whimpering in a highly aroused state. I already forget I had a dick, and my complete focus was on Sir, and my cunt. Still in an aroused whimpering state Sir stood up and led me on all 4's to the bathroom where he made me kneel in a waterless bath. Already with a blindfold on my head he now attached a urinal gag, only one way for piss to go, into my greedy piggy guts. I already drank a load earlier at the gym, but this was nothing like I had ever drank before, because it was insane copious amounts. - I've not pissed in the two hours I drank my six beers, get ready pig, because a big piss is coming your way. I heard the first splash of his warm, salty, golden juice hit the urinal gag, and very quickly felt it gush into my mouth and down my throat. I found my gulping rhythm very quickly, thank goodness, as he pissed a hard stream for a good few minutes. At the end of being used as a human urinal I felt full. - Good boy, pig. He helped me out of the bath, and removed the urinal gag. He then attached a black silk cape that covered my body neck to toe. He lead me towards the porch and put my trainers on for me. - Stay there. I am taking you for a ride. Where was he going to take me?

Chapter Four: Ronald and Nate He got his car keys which I heard jingle when he came back, and led me to the car, helping me into the passenger seat. I am STILL blindfolded. I did not know what the man looked like. For all I knew he could be driving me to my demise. But I knew that was not the case. What trick(s) did he have up his perverted sleeve? We drove for about 20 minutes, and he parked at our destination. Without saying a word he got me out of the car, locked up, and led me to somewhere where I had been many times, and was friends with some of the staff. I was led inside to a reception area. I recognised the smell immediately of where we were ... The sauna! I heard my friend Josh who worked at the reception speak... - Hey Bill, how's it going man, and who do you have here with you? Looking at that nose and chin it looks like my friend Matty, but it can't be, as he has a lovely head of hair. With that, Sir, who I now knew his name took off the black silk cape. - Fuck, it is Matty, I recognise that gorgeous tight and compact, small framed gym trained body anywhere. What have you done with your hair Matty? - He doesn't need his hair now. Just read what is written on his body. - ''Sir is going to... Sir turned me around so Josh could finish the sentence - Poz me''. FUCK, I thought that had been laid to rest. FUUUUCK! Sir paid our fares, led me to the locker area where my trainers and red rubber jockstrap were removed, and they with both of our towels and Sir's Leathers were put into the lockers. I was wearing my clothes pegs on my now very sore tits, the steel chastity cage, and the leather collar and leash. Sir was wearing his knee length police boots, and executioner hood. And off we went. I could tell we had reached the shower area as I could hear water cascading onto the sauna floor. Sir had me stood feet hip width apart, with my hands clasped behind my back. Sir's good friend Ronald, a 62 year old retired nurse Skinhead came walking in our direction, wearing nothing but his 20 hole boots with red laces. They got chatting including about me. Sir said I was a chaser and he was willing to gift me, but he was going to make me really work for it. - Heeeeeey Bill, fancy seeing you here. And who is this sexy pig? - Hey Ronald mate. Great to see you too. They got chatting and both ended up behind me. Ronald grabbed a hold of my ass cheeks, spreading and squeezing them. - Fuck, now I would love to have a go on this sexy pig. Would you look at that ass, I have never seen ass cheeks so high up into the lower back, and so round and perfect. Damn. As he groped and mauled my rump, the sides to my torso, and shoulders, my Sir spoke... - How is the Viral Load now Ronald. I know about a year ago it leapt from just under a million to just under three million. - Oh fuck me Bill mate, I have gotten into my blood slamming big time, you know, you have been with me at plenty of parTies where I have been recharged by some highly t☣️xic studs. Well, it is triple that of a year ago, not to mention I have picked up a few extra strains including that all exclusive aggressive strain that no one in our circles has, that we have only heard about, well, now I have IT! - Not the ... CRF... Before Sir had a chance to finish Ronald interrupted. - Fuck YES, that one! Probably why my Viral Load has gone nuts this year. - What is it now? - Eight MILLION and seven hundred and seventy three thousand. - FUCK, you are now more than double of what I am. Shit. You can have a play with him now, but no knocking him up, so keep your dangerous death Dick where I can see it. Sir lifted my blindfold so it now rested on my forehead, and for the first time in hours I could see once again. But, I could not see Sir or Ronald as they were both behind me. A man suddenly walked right past me into my view and walked over to the opposite wall that I was facing, and through his executioner hood which framed his face via a heavy bushy beard and thick moustache he stared deep into my eyes. I could not miss him, his stare was so captivating, and I stared back, in a trance as Ronald played with my ass, and cunt. Such as my hypnotic trance I did not notice Sir was wearing his knee length police boots and was stroking his 12" by 5" girth serpent tatted fuck weapon. In fact, I did not even realise it was him. As he stroked Ronald played, and I soon felt a finger with a sharp unkempt nail tear against the wet, warm and velvet soft walls to my tight NEG cunt. - If it wasn't for my pal Bill I'd be already fucking you, tearing your cunt up with my t☣️xic piece of fuck meat that is pierced with a circular 10mm barbell PA with sharp spiked balls, I'd be the one to be knocking you up, and I would make sure it would fucking take. I can tell you are the kind of nasty pig that would fucking love it. I couldn't hear what he was saying precisely as I was in a Sir trance. Sir slightly nodded down towards his 🐍 serpent-tatted-toxic-Dick, gesturing me to look down, and so I did. And as I did he let go of his t☣️xic-serpent and let it bounce and throb as it pointed to the sauna ceiling. As soon as I layed eyes on it, it was now that I realised I was looking at Sir as I recognised his in the flesh beautiful serpent-Dick from photos I had seen of it. I instinctively pushed back onto Ronald's finger that was fingering around inside my cunt with that unkempt sharp nail of his nicking on my soft and warm neg cunt flesh. Not only had I not been hearing Ronald I had not even been feeling him fingering and groping me such was the serpent trance I was in. The three of us were locked in this chain of rhythm for a good while, and it took a 26 year old neg twink called Nate to break it. Nate was walking towards my direction wearing a towel around his waist, and as he got close enough he read what was written on the front of my body; ''Sir' is going to'', this was met with a smile. He passed me then read what was written on my back; ''poz me.'' Apparently he beamed from ear to ear with his; ''You lucky Bastard, I've been actively chasing for 4 years, and still nothing'' smile. He came to the front of me again, looked at me, then his eyes motioned towards Ronald; ... - So, is this Sir? - No. Just a friend of his. - I like you, putting it about for the alpha Daddies like the true cum pigs we are. The next thing I knew Sir had walked over and was eyeing Nate up and down, and up, and down. HIs gruffly voice commanded our attention; - So who is this cute young pig I see before me? - This is Sir *I replied* Without missing a beat Nate stared right into Sir's eyes and spoke, he truly knew what he wanted and was going after it. - Fuck, he has a super potent look about him too. I wish it was my veins that he was going to be flowing around for eternity. - Not another chaser? - Yes Sir. I have been super pro active in chasing for 4 years, the last 6 months of it in this city since I moved here. - C'mon, follow me, let's see what you have on offer.

"Hey, how's it going. First time here?" The guy lounged back onto the bench, smiled at me and slightly spread his legs, his towel revealing up to his upper thighs. "Uh yeah, found the place online, sounded interesting." I replied. His smile got a notch wider, "Well it certainly is that, interesting. You want me to show you around?" I'd pretty much seen the entire place, but I nodded anyway, scared to be rude to this confident older dude, and I'll admit, a little turned on. He got up and I followed him back out to the corridor. He pointed out all the things I had already seen mostly, but left the cabin facing the counter till last. "This is my favourite room, best in the whole place, want me to show you why?" Again I nodded, nervous but excited. "Well, if you step inside, you'll see" he said. I walked into the room and saw a raised platform across most of the room with a rubber wrapped mattress pad on top. The cabin had maybe 4 feet of floorspace before you got to the platform. I felt the guy step inside behind me, closing the door behind him. "See, very cosy. Why don't you sit thereon the bed, make yourself comfortable, I have." I turned around, unsure whether I should continue with where this was headed, and was shocked to be confronted with the guy completely naked, his cock rising at a semi from his wiry pubes, already larger than mine which chose that moment to spring to full attention, maybe 3/4 the size of his semi-soft cock. It had a narrow head on a thick shaft above heavy low balls. At this point I realised he was smiling at my slack jawed staring. "Looks like we both like what we see, why don't you take off the towel and sit down" I did mutely, staring at his body as I did. He stayed standing and stepped in, leaving his engorging cock a foot from my face. "I'm John by the way. Why don't you touch it? It won't bite" His cock twitched as he said the word bite. I glanced up at his face, no doubt looking dazed, but he was smiling and I felt my hand drift up and gently wrap around his shaft, warm and slightly soft to the touch. "So, you here to feel things out? Experiment? You looked pretty uncertain out there, can be a bit much your first time." "Um, yeah, I've wanted to come for a while, but hadn't gotten the nerve" I said. "So what kind of stuff did you want to experiment with then? You enjoying holding my cock?", I nodded, "Well, why don't you give it a stroke" My hand felt awkward at this angle, but apparently it felt good because his cock soon became fully erect, his piss slit pointed straight at my face. As I continued to pump my fist over his hard cock, a drop of clear fluid appeared at the tip of his cock, now waggling in front of my face ever closer. My mouth opened, almost in shock, but he obviously took it as an invitation because soon the head of his cock was past my lips, a salty taste on my tongue. He proceeded to put his fingers through my hair and guide my head gently up and down the first part of his cock. I got over my initial shock and went with what he was guiding me to do. This continued for 5 minutes before he backed away gently removing himself from my mouth. "That was great, you must have done that before" I shook my head. "Well, you're a natural. I like your tattoo by the way, does it mean anything?" I shook my head, "Not really, just something I made up. I like your tattoo as well, really cool scorpion design." "Cheers. So, you wanna try some more firsts?" he asked. "Sure"

It's Halloween and I just turned 21 so I decided to celebrate by going to my first bar tonight. I have always been a good boy getting straight A's in school doing well physically going to the gym everyday so it helped to have a nice toned body that got me a lot of attention but I never acted on it. At 21 I was your typical blond hair blue eyed surfer type even though I never set foot on a board before. I spent all my time in the gym to get a tight body with a six pack and tight toned arms to go with it. All this went well with my dick and ass. I had a good 7 inches 9 when fully hard and with all the squats I do I have a well rounded bubble but that a lot I liked because I would see others checking it out when I walk by. Living in Ybor I had seen and heard of many places that cater to the gay crowed as well as the straight crowed and I never really defined myself as straight or gay because at 21 I am still a virgin and have only had experience with my hand. I have checked out both men and women that go to the gym I go to and thought both genders we attractive but can't decide which I like. I decided tonight was my night to find out. I picked out a costume and decided to go as zorro so I would have a mask on and no one would recognize me if I went to anyplace that my friends would go and be anonymous. I wasn't going to wear the shirt because I wanted to show off my body and underneath the pants I wore a kinky jockstrap that I found online with no front either. It was around 8pm and I decided it was time to head out for the night so I ordered an uber to take me to downtown Ybor where I could start my night. I picked the first bar at random and it was packed. There were all manner of people in costumes ranging from nice to very naughty and I was a bit scared. I went to the bar and ordered myself a drink. The bartender was an attractive man around my age with next to nothing on. I could see a pair of gold shorts on and a bowtie around his neck and nothing else. Seeing his body made me blush because it was much beefier than my own and it was shining from the lights and the body glitter he had all over himself. He smiled at me and chatted with me asking if it was my first time here and I nodded unable to use my words. He just chuckled and handed me a drink saying it was on the house. I thanked him and took a sip and he just winked at me and said he would hope to see me again tonight and went back to serving drinks to others. I turned around and leaned against the bar watching everyone dance, make out or bump and grind against each other. It dawned on me that my first choice of club was a gay club and I felt really comfortable and not at all shocked that some of the guys there had their cocks on the outside of their costumes and getting rubbed in public or the ocassianl fingers sliding in an exposed ass. I actually could feel myself getting hard in my jock. A few noticed as they walked by and more than a few slid their hands on it as they went by me and it felt great. I drank the rest of my drink and I flagged the hunky bartender down and asked for another. He smiled and said it looked like I was having a good time and nodded at the hard on I was sporting in my costume. I blushed again and nodded to him. He handed me another drink and said again it was on him and that any other drinks were on him for as long as I was there and if I wanted to keep the party going to be around when he got off shift and he would take me to where the real party would be. I told him sure and thanked him for the drink and took it with me as I went exploring through the club. I saw more and more acts of pleasure walking deeper and deeper in. I saw a wizard sucking an alien, a pirate rimming a doctor and a superman even fucking a batman and I was getting more and more turned on. All while walking through all of this I was being groped and I was completely at ease with it especially when I felt someone sliding their hands down my costume and playing with my hole. Their fingers were wet and it felt amazing making me groan a bit when they slid a finger in my hole. It hurt some since I never had anything in there before in my life but it soon became warm and pleasurable. I looked back and saw it was someone dressed as Captain America but instead of his costume he was completely naked and had his body painted as his suit. He looked amazingly toned like me standing about six feet tall and he had a huge hardon which looked about 10 inches long and as thick as a beer can. He smiled at me and added a second finger in stretching me open and I leaned back into him, lowering my pants and giving him more access to my ass. He licked my neck as he pushed more into me and whispered in my ear asking if I was having fun tonight. I yelped a yes as I felt his nails scrape me a bit and I said it hurt some. He apologized and slid his fingers out making me feel empty. I told him it was ok and asked him not to stop because it felt so good. He smiled at me and leaned down and kissed me which surprised me. His lips felt so soft and warm and his tongue made its way into my mouth. I mimicked what he was doing since this was the first time I kissed anyone let alone another guy. It felt so nice and right I was in total bliss. I didn't notice him slicking up his cock until he was sliding it up and down my crack pausing momentarily at my hole and applying slight pressure on it. I couldn't believe that my first time was about to be in this public club in front of all these people and the fact of it all was that this hunk was about to fuck me bare. I learned all about safe sex in school and what could happen not using a condom and what you could get. I was fearful for a moment and I think he could sense that from me. He paused for a moment and reached down for his shield that he set against the wall and I was relieved a bit thinking he was getting a condom that he set with it. He brought his arms around me and had an open little brown bottle that he brought up to my face. He opened it and held one side of my nose closed and held the bottle to the other side and told me to breath as deeply as I could and hold it. Needless to say I did so without second guessing and held my breath until he told me to let go and repeated the same with the other side. My head was swimming and my body heated up and all I could think of was getting this man's cock buried into my hole and with that thought I grabbed his cock and lined it with my hole and started to push back onto it not thinking again if it was wrapped or not. He knew what he did worked as he grabbed onto my shoulders and slowly start to ease into me letting my hole get used to him more and more until he was fully in. He reached up with the bottle again and I repeated what happened again feeling looser than when we first started and it took any discomfort that was there from this enormous cock away leaving me with nothing but pleasure. He slid out of me almost all the way and then went down to the Hilt again and again causing more moans out of me. We drew a crowd of other men watching us and the all were stroking their cocks enjoying the show before them. I was in pure lust mode and started to beg for the captions dick more and more. A cock presented itself to my face and I started to lick and suck it learning as I went on what seemed to feel great from the moans I heard and the more this man shoved in my throat. I shocked myself finding out that this man's dick went all the way down my throat with ease and my nose was buried into his pubes and this excited him and myself even more. I could feel his cock get harder after more and more he fucked my throat and I knew he was close to cumming and I debated whether I would pull off or not but the answer was given to me when he grabbed me by the back of the head and held me in place as he unloaded his cum right down my throat. I could feel the man that was fucking me start to get harder as well and for a moment I broke out of my trance and reached back to feel his cock and see if he had a condom on but when I felt it I didn't feel anything wrapping it which made me start to panic. I tried to pull away but the crowd was too dense. I couldn't and he sensed that and held my body and gave one final thrust and came so hard in my ass. His orgasm sent me over and I came at the same time as he did and it felt like it was the most powerful orgasam I ever had jerking off. I didn't even realize that my pants were pulled down and there was a guy with a cup collecting my cum in it. I was curious as to why they did that and the guy who collected it kissed me and told me I would find out soon enough. Captain america pulled out with a pop and he was soon replaced with another who was just as big as he was. He took no time in burying his cock into my ass to the hilt and just as the previous he pounded my hole with speed and again as before I reached back and felt no condom on him either. He also held up that brown bottle and as before my head was swimming causing me not to care about him with no condom. It didn't take this newcomer long before I felt him swell and add another load to the second. He held me hard and brought me in for a deep kiss and asked me if I was having a good time still. It took me a second but I recognized the voice and looked back. It was the bartender from earlier. I smiled up at him and said yes my first time has been amazing. He looked shocked and I said to him that this was my first time in a gay club as well as my first time having sex at all. Well shit he said your first time and you go to Ybors gay poz club? I looked at him shocked, not understanding what he was saying. He picked me up like I was nothing and carried me into a quiet place and explained that this club was a place meant for guys who were HIV positive and I already took two of the most viral guys here. I was so shocked, scared and for some reason extremely turned on. I never even thought of this before but now that it is happening my brain is telling me that this is what was meant to happen to me. I smiled and grabbed him and kissed him deeply and got to my knees and sucked a poz load out of this man and said to him let's go back out so all the tricks can have this treat. The End

Before I put out the next chapter, just for a bit of fun and to involve the readers of this story, if you think that Bill's friend Ronald should have the following tattoo then give this image a ''piggy'' reaction;

Guys who ask if you are ‘clean’ after the sex has already started are idiots. I have had guys ask this while we are fucking and while my answer is yes (depending on your definition of clean) I can’t answer for the ten guys who just fucked me or the dozen I blew at the gloryholes. If you fuck a cum dump you take your chances.

total bottom cumdump here in Cornwall UK

Part 8 - Show time My mind struggles to focus on anything but the form of the twink straddling me. I examine every flawless inch of him and my attentions end at his dick - it’s about 3 inches and solidly hard, it protrudes perfectly from his completely hairless pubis and flares menacingly at its head. I want it to dominate me, I need it to dominate me. The twink notices and smiles. Sitting atop me his proud cock flexes in stark relief to my own self-caged dick - as I imagine getting fucked by Zeke I feel my cock pump out another salvo of silken drool and bow my head in supplication to the twink who was so arousing me. I hear John say “good boy” as Guy replies “respect”. The twink beams at me, the sudden centre of attention by my supplication. He’s much shorter than me, but lithe and I struggle to focus on his motions as he writhes in tune with a thumping bass beat from the music. “Dance with me” he says smoothly “Yes sir” I say, cognisant of my place at this party. “Fuck you’re so hot” he says and I feel myself blush. That garners a few coos’ and exclamations of ‘nice’ from our audience “Good fucking boy” he says as I start to match his rhythm. We move together, static but fluid, our muscles under sweaty skin taught with the exertion. “You imprint so well” he says to me, as he watches me gazing back at him “going to make tonight so fucking special” he whispers. “Boys like you” he gyrates so I feel his firm buttocks on my thighs “should be ass up taking every load whenever they’re told” I shiver with a growing appreciation for the truth of his statement. “God…this is hot” I hear someone say from our audience before another voice says “fucking right Zeke” The twink smiles as he hears the same thing and stops his gyrating. “You’re perfect” I exclaim breathlessly. “Looks like our boy is in love again” I here Guy laugh. Zeke winks at me and strokes my chin. “Anyone here would be lucky to own you” he whispers again, but I barely comprehend the implication. He leans in to crush me in a kiss. Every part of his muscled body is tight, but his lips and mouth are soft - a gorgeous heat emanates from him and passes to me. As soon as the kiss had begun, he ends it. I savour the bliss of it for a few more seconds with my eyes closed and hands stroking the outline of his hard abs - only the click of a lighter brings me out of the moment. “Here we go” someone says from the darkness and is quickly - very quickly - hushed. Zeke is holding a glass pipe to his soft lips. A short stem with a large bowl full of little clear crystals in the indentation. He gently heats the bowl until the crystals start to dissolve and ghost like wisps of white smoke swirl beneath. He takes a short intake, pulling the tendrils up the pipe and into his mouth, and exhales quickly as the bowl fills with ever more dense clouds. Happy with the smoke now swirling in the bowl, he sucks it all into his mouth. His motions are graceful and fluid as he takes the fumes into his lungs, bends down to me, locks his lips to mine and exhales the cloud deeply into me. A bitter, acrid smoke fills my mouth and I drink it down instinctively. It tastes weird…not awful…but weird. As the last of the smoke passes from Zeke to me, he kisses me hard, his tongue exploring my mouth and his lips moving in tune with mine with expert rhythm. I forget about the cloud in the passion of the moment. A lifetime seems to pass in a few seconds as my body suddenly reacts to the presence of the smoke, and I start hacking uncontrollably. Zeke disengages our kiss and rubs my heaving pecs as a mass of dense smoke pours from my lungs and dissolves around us. As my heaving settles, Zeke is already sucking in a new cloud “Again” I hear John say. Despite my tender lungs Zeke forces the next hit of strange smoke deep into me. “Shhhh….” he whispers stroking my chest and trying to calm me down “you’ve got this - you can do this” My eyes bug out of my sockets and try as I might I can’t hold it so I cough loudly, though less violently, again. “Again!” I hear John a grip command “Breathe baby” Zeke soothes patiently before lighting the pipe again. As the smoke from my last coughing fit dissolves around us both a warming sensation grows in the recesses of my mind. It reminds me ever so slightly of the ember I followed deep in my ass that led to the perfect explosion of pleasure moments before, only there’s no fear or fire, just comforting heat. I barely have time to comprehend it when Zeke’s lips crush mine again and more smoke passes into me. Only this time it’s smoother - or I’m more receptive. Despite my heaving breaths I accept the cloud without problem, Zeke watches as I gaze back at him but retain the cloud without coughing “Good fucking boy” I hear Guy exclaim as Zeke Kees rubbfing my chest and rooting me to the moment. My control centres, already scrambled from the powerful ecstasy rooted in my ass, start to respond to a powerful sense of erotic passion in my chest. I felt parts of my synaptic makeup being reprogrammed - imagine things being breaking and re-knitting but in perfect visceral harmony - things I cared about vanished and things I needed took over. As I struggle to understand the new sensations I hear Zeke tell me to exhale. Back on the couch I see myself breathe out a vast nebula of thick clouds as Zeke presses himself through it to feed me another. I raise up to meet him and feed off the smoke he pours into me. The sensation of deep pleasure starts to throb in me - an animalistic call to give myself to men, to achieve the perfection of their orgasms deep in the warmth of my ass, to make men proud. I feel like a cum-obsessed Superman - placed on earth, on this couch, to take cock and serve. Zeke breaks our longest kiss yet to tell me to exhale again and another dank, powerful cloud escapes my lips - it dies around us in gentle, half swirls. “Be with me” Zeke says as he places my hands on his abs and sticks the pipe against my lips. “Don’t disappoint me son” I hear John dominantly over the music. “Breathe in when I tell you - like weed baby, and hold it in.” I hear the familiar click of the lighter, a few seconds pass as I watch more of the crystals dissolve, “suck baby” Zeke says, “slow and deep” I follow his command and take a massively long gulp of the sensational, power-giving smoke into me. “Fuck! Yes boy!” someone says. “Hold it” Zeke says as the seconds race past and my nerve endings tingle to remind me of their need for cum. “Exhale” he replies and I hear myself breathe out as stem of the pipe parts my lips again and I hear the instruction to breathe again. The last hit is big, and the thumping of the music meshes with the thumping behind my ears - not uncomfortable, just a reminder from my twisted mind that it needed me to take cock - the urgency filled my being with a cold, metallic need that washed over me with increasing, shivering need. “Exhale and look at me” I hear Zeke say, I hadn’t even realised I’d closed my eyes, and opening them reveals the perfect form of Zeke staring back at me. His soft smile peers down into my soul through my eyes as he meets me in a short kiss before telling me “one more” and repeats the motion of feeding me the pipe and more smoke. He’s right - the next hit of whatever it is, is like a mega power-up. The urgent waves of physical shivering are replaced with gentle, convulsions that travel down my spine and shudder in my cum-drenched ass. It’s like rebellious landing crews are re-directing my energy back to my ass and I suddenly groan at the intensity of the pleasure. “There we are” Zeke says as he watches me - a see someone pass him a glass of liquid which he shots and returns before being given another. “Come here boy” he commands “shot this” he pours some foul tasting liquid into my mouth and pinches my nose shut to force me to swallow. It burns my already sore throat as the glass disappears and a bottle of lucozade appears - “chase it” Zeke says and I take massive gulps of the glucose drink to wash out the metallic sourness of the shot. As my ass throbs with kinetic, essential force a growing warmth rises to greet it - a comforting sense of complete safety and security - like I could do anything with anyone and never worry. The two forces meld and I groan loudly to a chorus of approvals around me. “Oh fuuuck” I exclaim loudly closing my eyes “No baby, eyes open” Zeke says and I comply as my hands move to my nipples, to my own abs and tweak and grope and paw at myself. Zeke is smiling triumphantly as he looks at me one last time, meets me in a kiss and pushes me back into the couch so my legs are splayed over the edge. “Fuck Zeke” I hear John say “you earned this - go find Kem and tell him I sent you” John emerges from the haze of my passions as Zeke slowly clambers off me and joins John in an extraordinary kiss. I watch and reach down to play with my hole as I imagine John fucking Zeke but before I can even feel my hole, Guy appears in view above me from behind the couch to grab both my arms and place my hands on his comfortingly hot, hard cock. I groan at the touch as muscle God reappears to pin my legs behind my head and expose my hole. “You flying pup?” He asks as his insanely thick mushroom head pulses against the lips of my ass. I gargle an assent as my ass parts on a sudden thrust and penetration is greeted by an audible pop. “Fucking tight and wet” muscle god says as he sinks his coke can of a cock into me. My ass closes around the base of his huge dick and he immediately starts an aggressive, dominant pounding. The walls of my ass are lubed with cum but muscle god is stretching me to my limit - I know he is - only my body isn’t responding as it should. Rather than registering pain it’s registering pleasure and doing everything to massage the girth of muscle gods cock in my shivering pussy. I know my ass must be tender but that only makes the pleasure more intense as he batters my chute over and again. Guy utters a string of glorious encouragements before I hear him ask about “my special power” I gaze up at him leaning over me behind the sweat soaked shoulders of the man pounding me and see him winking at me. He releases my arms and I see his hand snake between muscle God and me to my cum-dribbling crotch. “Let’s see” he mutters as he violently grabs my cage and twists. My ass responds, but not as it did before. Rather than piercing pain, the sensation from my crotch magnifies the vibrations pulsing down my spine - the tempo changes at the new instruction registered in my crotch pulses through the ring of my hole incessantly gripping and sucking on the base of muscle god’s cock. “Interesting” I hear Guy exclaim as muscle god groans. “Fuck pup…” he kneels up and remains perfectly still. In this position I see his vast musculature, my eyes travel from his thick neck to the perfect v-taper and his cock, buried to the hilt in my shivering body. Guy twists again and it’s like my body goes into reverse. My hole violently sucks on muscle god’s cock - from the lips of my ass to the deep velvet warmth of my guts - I’m jealously pulling him into me in the hope I will extract his load. “Yeah” he says breathlessly as I hear a chorus of ‘fucks’ and ‘hots’ from the men around us. “Goddam you’re special” I hear Guy say almost ruefully as he masters the controls of my body. I groan a long thank you as Guy smiles, one hand tweaks my nipple and his mastery is complete. Pulling and tweaking my body, Guy is able to direct my newfound superman-like energy around the thick invader in my ass - with the last pulsing motions, muscle god grabs my traps and shoves me further onto his cock. My tight hole and warm guts welcome a few more centimetres of him into me as a fearsome knot of cum passes up his shaft. “Fuckkkkk! Take it pup!” He bellows as the knot erupts from his dick head with almost physical violence. I could feel the thickness of his load as it splattered it’s immediate surroundings. Another knot erupts into me as he cries out, this load filling my chute to bursting. “More cum pup” he grimaced as two more volleys filled every void in my ass around his cock. Load Count : IX “Good pup” he sighed “glad I got that in you. Keep it warm, ok! It’s precious” he said tussling my sweat soaked hair as Guy released the controls to my ass. Guy leant into kiss him and they made out over me, muscle god dripping sweat onto my hairless, cock-pierced body. John hovers behind Guy and I catch a glimpse of his proud expression from under muscle god. “Taking all loads” he says with a strange emphasis as Guy breaks the kiss and smirks, also looking down at me “Atta boy” he says as all three of them chuckle.

I agree that if a guy asks if I'm clean my first thought would be thinking they're asking if I have douched. But then again poz guys should stop referring to their cum as "my dirty load".

Chapter 4: The Waiter We had some time to kill before going to the waiters home, and decided to take a stroll around the lake. We walked hand in hand, and when we passed a restroom my partner said he needed to release his load, so we headed to a stall, and I finished him off in my mouth. It was a nice change of pace for us. There's just something about the thrill of public sex, even if only a blowjob. After that we found a bench and just talked. He asked me what my thoughts were on trying Tina. I said i was highly curious, but we'd have to be careful in not becoming addicted to it. He laughed and said it's too expensive to get addicted to it. He said that it was something that he thought i should experience at least once though, and Iblow job. He was somewhat surprised that I told him I had a response to him pozzing me. He looked me in the eyes and i reminded him that I told him i was both scared, yet excited when I thought I had the fuk flu. I told him that if I did become poz, I definitely wanted him to be the one to do it though. I suggested that we just focus on guys that identify as undetectable first. He agreed, but reminded me that guys often lie. He continued by saying that he would continue to make love to me, but to let him know when i made my final decision on him pozzing me, and there was no rush to decide. With that, we took a quick ride to the waiters home. We arrived at the waiters home, and was surprised that it was a beautiful home in a nice neighborhood. Most waiters just get by, but apparently he was doing quite well. He was wearing simply a jock strap, and his hair was wet after just taken a shower. He suggested we head to the pool, get more comfortable and have a drink. We got to the pool, immediately stripped and jumped in the pool. He poured our drinks, and invited us to the bar, still in his jock. He offered a toast, and then asked if we partied. He then pulled a glass pipe from behind the bar. My partner just looked at each other, and told him we were just discussing that. He smiled and said oh that must have been your dinner conversation. I just said a part of it. He said was OK if we didn't, and asked if he could. We said perhaps later, as we wanted to play some in the pool, and that we were both novices to Tina and wanted to wait until after out of pool. He said that was a good idea. The waiter suggested we all get in the pool, and stood up taking his jock off. To our surprise, and delight he had both a scorpion and biohazard tat near his cock. At first we missed it marveling at the meat between his legs. He was packing a good 11+ thick uncut cock. He looked at us and said it was now on the menu, and served with a special sauce. We all got in the pool, and started playing. He stuck his cock up both our asses and enjoyed it. My partner also shoved his cock up the waiters ass. The waiter suggested we get the party started, and we headed back to the bar, where he took out the glass pipe, he took a deep hit, and after exhaling, he looked at us and said not to worry, it did give him mild Tina Dick. He added that he might not get fully hard, but had enough to satisfy our asses. He handed the pipe to my partner, and he took a deep hit. The waiter looked at hom, and said nice hit for a novice, but take it easy. My partner looked at me and asked if i was ready to try. The waiter suggested he take a hit, and shotgun it in my mouth. He explained that was how he first did it. I agreed that would be the best way. The waiter took a smaller hit and put his lips to mine, slowly sharing the smoke. Like my partner, when I released it, I began coughing, but my body felt like it never had before. My partner took another hit and passed the pipe to me. I took a pretty good sized hit this time. The effects hit immediately and I told the waiter I wanted his cock. My inhibitions were running wild, and i asked the waiter if he was undetectable or toxic. I explained that it was not normal for me to ask, but I had never been with a guy who was poz marked. In my mind, I was pretty sure that he was toxic, which would mean despite the Tina, he wouldn't be breeding me tonight. To my amazement he said he was undetectable. He suggested we head to the bedroom. Once there we saw a huge king size bed, and a portable sling in the corner. He asked which I preferred and said definitely the sling! I got in immediately and noticed there was a mirror above it. Something I hadn't encountered before.

I’m 25 and still quite twinky. It was Halloween weekend and the theme was kinky Halloween so I dressed in my football shorts, football top and ski mask. I cut out a hole around the mouth so I could drink at the club and, you know, suck cock. There were so many hot lads at the club but none of clicked. I was so horned though that on the way home I decided to go to the dirtier of the cities gay saunas – it was Halloween after all. The changing rooms and showers were on one level and the cabins, dark room, fetish room and saunas were downstairs. I had a shower and some of the other hot lads from the club came in. I thought “wow, I’m going to have to be careful, there are some very hot lads here but this sauna has some dirty ones too”. Whilst I loved that sauna and had amazing sex there I knew I attracted some dangerous company. There was one amazingly buff, muscular bear with such a big thick meaty cock that I fancied the pants off of but he was poz and barebacked only so was off limits. His loads were so toxic the guys at the sauna call him Babydaddy; cause he’s knocked so many lads up with his poz babies. However the danger from Babydaddy had passed as he came after me a few times and I wouldn’t bareback and eventually he gave up. As I dried off I thought I’d be more adventurous than usual so put my mask from the club back on and put the towel back in the locker. I have a big dick and a peachy ass and I’m not afraid to show it. The lads love my six pack too. As I got downstairs I walked along the corridor and saw some fit lads in the cabins including Babydaddy. That furry muscled chest always made me flutter a little. Shortly after I passed I felt a hand on my peachy ass and when I turned round I was surprised to see Babydaddy. He said “are you a new twink on the block or is it just the mask”. I realized that he didn’t recognize me. He dropped his towel and to reveal his absolutely massive meaty cock standing to attention. I couldn’t speak. “I see you let your cock do the talking”. He was right my meat had sprung up. “You want my raw cock inside you. I regained my senses and said “I’d love your cock but I don’t do bareback”. He said “hmm since your new and totally fit I might go a bit easy on you but it could be more difficult than you think as I can see you’re in a slutty mood, if we breed I will make you pregnant but it will be your choice whether we use condoms or not. I will only give you one chance – if you miss it we either fuck raw or you miss my power cock”. I began to think it might be my lucky night – there was no way I was going to bareback but I also wanted to ride it so bad. Baby daddy asked “Wanna show off for a bit and get your ass licked?”. I replied “I do indeed!” As Baby daddy said that this fit cub walked by and I looked him up and down. Baby daddy said “this is Brad, one of my boys, my posion seed flows through his veins”. He replied “so proud, the day I became a man”. Baby daddy asked “you ever use condoms?”. He replied “sometimes, especially with twinks like this – sometimes they insist on it”. I asked him where they are and he replied at reception but some guys carry them round. He noted he had one on him if I wanted to use it and he winked at Babydaddy saying “and if you let him”. Babydaddy grinned and said “I’ll let this lad use a condom with who he wants but I’m getting it raw”. I replied “no sir, I’m safe sex only”. Brads face lit up and asked “so your still neg but want Babydaddy’s meaty cock”. I replied I needed it so bad but he said he might let me use a condom. Babydaddy said “so hears the deal, you want ur ass licked and I want my knob sucked, no-one got hurt by sucking a cock right! You got 15 mins from now to get a condom otherwise it’s raw or no deal! Understood?” I replied “yes sir and Brad’s got a rubber so we’re cool”. Babydaddy slapped my ass and said “yup we’re good”. Babydaddy put one arm around Brad and one arm around me and led us back to his cabin. He handed me his poppers and said “have a good sniff lad”. I was only too happy to”. After several deep huffs Babydaddy asked “you wanna get a rubber – there’s 13 minutes left”. I replied no it’s cool Brad has one. With that I stuck my smooth peach in the air and Babydaddy started to lick my ass”. Brad dropped his towel to reveal a massive meaty schlong. He said since he got pozzed by Babydaddy he started to top more often. I asked if I could get it hard and he said no problem. I moved away from Babydaddy and started to suck Brad’s hot cock hungrily, it began to swell and throb but I’ve learned many a trick and was able to take it deep in me. Brad moaned and I knew my cocksucking was working. Baby daddy said “I need me some of this so I stood up for a bit, sniffed my poppers then kissed all down his chest until I was sucking his massive cock. I knelt down with my ass in the air and my mouth around Babydaddy’s weapon. The musk, poppers and cock made me so horny that I began to lose track of time. I hungrily sucked Babydaddy’s big cock feeling the amazing sensation of it growing in my mouth”. As I did so Brad opened a sachet of lube and started fingering my hole. I moaned with my mouth still round Babydaddy’s meat and Brad started to rub his hard raw cock against my hole. I stopped sucking to say “put the condom on sir”. He said “are you sure, theres only 5 mins left and I’ve only got one, you should get another while I do”. I replied “I’ll go nearer the time, I need you in me”. He put on the condom and slipped inside me. The feeling of cock in my mouth and ass was intense. I started touching my cock but Babydaddy barked “no touching loser – we can’t have runts like you cumming”. He was right. I moaned as Brad’s fucking picked up. Babydaddy took his cock out of my mouth and then slapped my face with it. I said “I love your cock Brad”. Babydaddy looked at his watch and said “one min little bro, whats it to be run away and grab a condom or let Brad finish. Brad moaned “I’m close, don’t blue ball me bro”. I begged “please give me a popper countdown, let me get dumb, let the bottle decide”. Bady daddy said “good boy, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1”. I held for another 5 seconds then inhaled with the other nostril. “I can’t blueball Brad – shoot bro”. He pumped for another 2 minutes of pure pleasure then I felt his cock expand inside me and he growled “here cums bro – wish it was raw”. With that Babydaddy and Brad kissed passionately with Brad’s dick still in my hole. Babydaddy said “so proud of my poz son, before I converted him he was a pure bottom and now he tops like a champ”. I moaned in pleasure. Brad slowly pulled out of me then took the condom off and placed it on my back. Babydaddy said “dear oh dear, looks like you’ve ran out of time and the one condom has already been used. What should we do”. Not being allowed to touch my dick while Brad was giving me one of the best fucks I’d had made me very horny. I begged “Babydaddy you’re cock is so meaty and thick I need it!!! Wanna see my face”. He pulled the ski mask off my mask and laughed “oh so its safe sex boy begging for my raw dick – go on then”. I whimpered “please daddy, please do me raw, please breed me, make me yours”. He laughed “my toxic cock is gonna enjoy this but you always play safe so we will use a condom – we’ll use Brad’s condom to lube you up – even more of daddy’s DNA will be inside you – make sure its safe to know you’ll convert – you ready to become a man twinky?” I got to my knees and looked up at Babydaddy towering about me, his pecs dominating my brain. I begged “please daddy, please breed me, make me part of your gang, make Halloween my conversion day, Infect me with your cum”. Babydaddy picked up the used condom held it in front of my face and said “you’ve made your choice, your lust for toxic cock made you use your last condom on Brad, you could have got more condoms but Brad’s toxic cock just felt too good. And now your begging for toxic cock raw”. I replied “yes sir, I need you in me, I’m ready for it, poz me”. Babydaddy said “but you always use a condom right?” I nodded sheepishly and he dangled Brad’s cumfilled condom in front of me hypnotically. “can you lube me with Brad’s manly DNA, use the condom, be safe”. Babydaddy told me to lie down on the front and sniff the poppers, as I did so I felt the rubber on my butt and finger in my ass. Just after I inhaled a huge sniff I felt the smooth feeling of cum running down my hole. Babydaddy laughed saying “no point resisting my dick now, you already got Brad’s poz cum in you”. I took another deep sniff of poppers and stood up kissing Babydaddy so passionately. I begged Babydaddy “I need you inside me so bad”. He lay down his dick proud and hard “it’s time but it’s your choice, walk out and I’ll ride Brad or get pozzed by this venomous snake, you have to actively choose, walk out thee door or slide down on my pole. I lowered myself onto Babydaddy’s poison rod. I kissed him again, then his chest as my hole got used to the poz monster inside me. Then I started to pump his cock with my hole begging him to use me and make me his poz son. I felt amazing to take such an alpha raw inside me. This was the night an apex alpha would make me pregnant. Eventually he threw me off and said “lick my balls”. I greedily sucked on his huge meaty balls. He said “I’m about to shove my venomous snake back in you raw – beg if you want it”. I begged “please Daddy, infect me, poz me, push Brad’s toxins further inside me. You can use my hole as often as you want, fuck me as often as you can until the poison takes hold”. He ordered my to get doggy style and without warning rammed his thick cock deep in me. It took me a moment to catch my breath then he picked up the pace and started pumping. Babydaddy asked “can you feel Brad’s seed being pushed into you”. I replied “yes sir, I love it, I need yours too, all those toxic swimmers inside me”. I’d never felt so full – his dick was the biggest I’d had and it felt so intimate raw. I begged “please give me your toxic seed, make me pregnant, be my daddy”. With that his cock began to swell, he slowed down and then I could actually feel him pumping a massive load inside me. “Oh daddy, your pozzing me” I moaned. As he thrust in my cock shot out so much cum. “Daddy this is my first hands free cum”. He pulled me back so he was lying down with me on top of him and his hard cock still inside. He laughed “I have that effect on lads, especially neg ones I’m pozzing – Its your balls pushing out the unfertile neg seed – how does it feel becoming a real man”. I replied “that was the best sex of my life, I never knew raw felt so good”. Babydaddy said “you’ll remember this day forever, the night you got the bug, once it grows in you, you’ll feel confident enough to top. Cherish my sperm and keep it inside you overnight”. All I could say was “yes sir!”.

Little did I imagine when I agreed to due a favor for a former girlfriend a few months ago that it would lead me to my first wild experience in man-to-man sex, bareback. Debra and I had dated for a while in college and ended up in the Bay Area afterwards where we were both in graduate school. We were still friends, so she asked me to help her on a school project. As part of her training to be a sex therapist, she needed to learn about gay men and their social life. She wanted to visited a gay leather bar, but the place would not admit a woman unless she were with a male patron. She asked me to be her escort. I knew of my own strong sexual interest in men, of course, but I had never acted upon these feelings or told her about it. Sometimes, though, women have a sixth sense about us. Debra knew more about me than she let on. When I showed up at her place, she told me she’d dress me for the leather scene. The next thing I knew I was wearing a black leather vest, studded leather wrist bands, tight leather shorts with a removable crotch piece that extended around to my ass, and leather work boots. “My, you look like a fag,” she remarked, in a matter-of-fact tone. The words stung a bit (I certainly wasn’t comfortable with the label then) and I reddened. Then I looked in the mirror I saw a gay man ready to cruise looking back at me. It felt weird – odd, yes, but also very erotic. I got an erection on the spot that I had a hard time concealing in my very tight shorts. She drove us in her car to the bar. Several men standing outside noticed me and whistled and made lewd remarks. Again I felt embarrassed but turned on. No man had ever made sexual suggestions to me and their comments made me aware of myself, or at least the parts of me they seemed to admire – my tight little ass, my slim build, my thick, pouting lips. Once we were inside, Debra turned to me and said with a smirk, “You’re going to be very popular in here tonight, sweetie. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” And then she pulled out her notebook and pen and excused herself to do some interviews with the leather-clad gentlemen around the bar. I bought myself a beer and began to look around. Immediately I realized that I had never seen so many gorgeous men before. Most were attired in revealing leather vests, pants, and even a few thongs, and many wore various kinds of harnesses. Some were magnificent, muscular physical specimens; others were hairy and heavyset. There were also a few who looked more like me: smaller and slimmer, short hair and neatly trimmed beards. I took a deep breath and decided to enjoy the sights and fantasize about a couple of the hunks who caught my eye. While I was lost in my thoughts, I felt someone come up from behind. Before I could turn around, a hand caressed my ass and another was wrapped around my chest. A man pressed against me from behind. I tensed up, near panic, and looked around for Debra, but she was across the room. The stranger behind me licked my ear and whispered, “Hello. What have we here: a pretty little chicken, a cherry ripe for picking. I want your ass tonight, sweet thing, and I mean to have it.” I tried half-heartedly to squirm away, but his forearm, beautiful and muscular, barred my escape. “I’m here with that woman,” I replied, pointing to Debra. “She needed a guy to get her in. She’s just doing some interviews.” My captor was not impressed. “I saw who you came with, but she ain’t who you’ll be leaving with. No, boy, you and I both know you WANT to be here. You’re a bottom man, a little butt boy, and I’m gonna teach you everything you need to know about pleasing a top before this night is out.” With that he let go and stepped away. I turned around to get a look at him as he walked around the bar. From behind he was built like a Greek god -- six feet tall, rock-solid muscles, a handsome tatoo on his chest and others around each bicep, dirty blond hair under a cowboy hat. He wore work boots, leather pants, and a harness. Studded leather bands adorned his well-defined biceps and thick wrists. Then he turned toward me and I saw that his face was as beautiful as the rest of him. His eyes were grey and he had a sexy stubble of beard. Our eyes met for a moment and I involuntarily ran my hand thru my hair, a flirting gesture I had seen many women perform. Then I tried my best to ignore him and my surging heat and desire to have him take me in any way he wanted. I looked away and checked out the other patrons. But every few minutes he’d pass by me, rest his hand on my butt, and even kiss my neck. Soon I stopped protesting. I realized I had to get out of the place soon or I’d be at his mercy and begging him to do whatever he wanted. Debra was nowhere to be seen, so I decided not to wait for her. I paid for my drink and headed for the door. My gorgeous admirer stood between me and the exit, a half-smile/sneer on his face, staring at me. I dropped my eyes but I was turned on by his gaze and felt like teasing him, too. Walking with one foot directly in front of the other, I wiggled my hips a bit. As I tried to pass him, he grabbed me. Before I knew it, he had pressed me back against the wall, my arms pinned behind me, his body pressed close to mine. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of his leather garb. His thigh found its way between my legs and my cock stiffened even more. I was overwhelmed by his strength and manliness, his steely grey eyes just inches from mine. “What’s your hurry, pretty boy,” he snarled. “You’ve been teasing me with your little ass all night, and now I want it.” “Let me go,” I protested weakly. “I’m not even gay.” “Then why are you still here?” he grunted. And then his mouth met mine. I tried to squirm away, to keep my lips closed, but I was helpless in his grasp. My inner desires, now bursting to the surface, took over. I stopped resisting his kiss and opened my mouth in surrender. His tongue entered, the most intense, deepest kiss I’ve ever experienced, one I never wanted to end. I sighed in pleasure and relief. With that he released his grip on my hands and embraced me. I made no effort o push him away – no, instead my hands began to explore his body, trace the incredible muscles on his bare arms. As we kissed I sensed someone watching. I broke our deep lip-lock for a moment and turned to catch Debra staring intently at us, with a knowing look. She winked at me and smiled. I said to her, “I think I’ve found what I need here.” She replied, “The two of you look so sexy together. Do you mind if I watch what happens next?” A shiver of excitement went down my spine. My new Adonis led me by the hand through a door in the back of the bar and down some dimly lit stairs, Debra trailing behind. We had to squeeze past men making out; one cute guy was down on his knees happily sucking the cock of an older teddy-bear type. I realized I did not even know my companion’s name, so I asked him. “In here they call me Drummer,” he replied. “And we’ll call you Sweet Lips, because you have such a pretty mouth.” We continued through a corridor with many small rooms. Some of the doors were closed, but through the open ones I saw male couples or groups engaged in all manner of hot man-to-man sex. I licked my lips and trembled with anticipation. Finally, Drummer found an empty chamber. Inside, under a bare light bulb, I saw a mattress covered with cum stains and a few pillows, the walls fully mirrored. Maybe not the most romantic spot to be deflowered, but I was too turned on by the whole experience to care. Drummer wasted no time. He kissed me fiercely, then pulled back and gazed down at me. “On your knees, Sweet Lips. Let’s see what that mouth is good for.” I kneeled before Drummer. I rubbed my face around his crotch, inhaling again the delicious scent of leather and sweat. With my tongue I traced the outline of his dick and his balls, then I started lapping. I felt Drummer fumbling with something and suddenly a leather band went around my neck. He ordered me to look in the mirror. I wore a studded black dog collar; he held my leash. I had never seen anything so sexy in my life. “Thank you,” I murmured. He yanked the chain up so our eyes met. “Say ‘Sir’ when you speak to me, Sweet Lips.” “Thank you, sir,” I replied, happy to submit, and I dropped my eyes. I resumed licking his crotch and was rewarded as the growing bulge showed his cock hardening. From somewhere within me a moan arose, my lust overwhelming all self-restraint even though Debra was right there. “Please, sir, let me taste your cock,” I heard my voice begging. Drummer grunted his approval and I pulled down his zipper. My reward was a beautiful piece of manmeat – his tool was a good deal longer and thicker than my own five inches, and it curved up. The mushroom head glistened with his pre-cum. I grasped his cock and stared at it for a moment, finally savoring the sensation of a handful of hard male flesh that I had dreamed about for so long. Then I started to pump Drummer’s cock and brought it to my lips. I ran my tongue back and forth across the tip, reveling in my first taste of jism. Right away I knew I was hooked for life. It was delicious! I took more of Drummer into my mouth and heard him grunt his approval. His rough hands on the back of my head forced me to swallow more of his manhood, until he hit the back of my throat and I started to gag. “Breathe and relax, boy,” he commanded me. I nodded and followed his directions. I couldn’t get all of him into my mouth, but he seemed quite satisfied with my first effort. Sometimes I bobbed up and down on his dick; then I’d stop and he’d fuck my willing mouth. From his moans and quickening thrusts I realized it wouldn’t be long before I was rewarded with my first load of warm, creamy spunk. Drummer’s body tensed, his head went back, and then his dick pulsed in my mouth and spurts of man-cream flooded my throat as I heard him roar his pleasure. I gulped eagerly, trying not to lose a drop, but a little seeped from the corner of my mouth. Then he eased his softening shaft from my mouth and rubbed it around my face, a trail of cum anointing me into the world of cocksuckers. “Congratulations,” Debra said softly. “You did that like a natural.” Drummer pulled me to my feet by the leash and kissed me deeply, his cum and our saliva mixing. Then he directed me to strip and kneel on all fours on the mattress. As I obeyed, he removed his leather pants, so he was just wearing his harness, studded bands, and boots. Drummer knelt behind me. Then he smacked my bare butt, hard, and I yelped in pain and surprise. Quickly, though, I realized my mistake. “Thank you, sir,” I gasped. He spanked me again. My cock had gotten even harder. Then I felt his tongue on my behind and in my crack. He found my butthole and gave me my first rimming. The sensation of his tongue, as it penetrated my shit chute, was electric, and it sent hot flashes directly to my rigid dick. After a few minutes of this intense pleasure, Drummer paused for some lube. He greased up a finger and inserted it in my waiting ass. I took him easily. A second thick finger soon followed, and by then I was groaning with pleasure and dying to be fucked. “You want it, Sweet Lips?” Drummer sneered, mocking me. “You want my big cock in your cherry ass? Just like I told you when you first got here.” I looked behind me and saw that he was erect again. Debra said to him, “Maybe you should use a rubber.” Drummer just laughed. “Not in here, sister. This place is bareback only. Isn’t that what you want. Sweet Lips?” Now I begged for it. “Yes, sir. Please, sir. I need your cock, I need it so bad – like I’ve never needed anything.” I couldn’t believe I was saying these things, not with Debra still standing there. I didn’t care about the risks. For me at that moment nothing in the world mattered but to feel Drummer’s raw meat inside me. He kneeled behind me, spread my ass cheeks with his strong hands, and pressed the head of his dick against my butthole. I felt the pressure of the slick mushroom-shaped knob and winced at the burning sensation. “You can do this, boy,” Drummer coaxed. “Relax and push back on me.” “Yes, sir, I’ll try.” He pushed harder and I felt a stab of pain. Despite my lust I tried to pull away. “Ow, no, it hurts too much. You’re just too big.” Drummer slapped my ass, hard, and yanked on my dog collar to remind me of my position. “There’s no turning back, Sweet Lips, if you want to be my bottom boy.” He instructed me to breathe deeply and push back. His greased hand went under me and began to stroke my stiff dick. Suddenly, with an odd rippling sensation and soft sound, his dickhead surged passed my sphincter and into my back passage. “Oh, God, yes, yes,” I groaned, overwhelmed by the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced, radiating out from my ass so that my whole body trembled. For the first time I really knew what it meant to “take it like a man”! Drummer went deeper and deeper until I felt his coarse cock hairs brush my ass cheeks. He leaned forward and I turned my head to tongue kiss him over my shoulder, sealing our moment of intimacy forever. “Thank you, sir, thank you for taking my cherry,” I murmured between kisses. Drummer pulled out slowly, leaving just the head of his shaft inside me, then pushed in again. He repeated his strokes, sometimes faster or slower, and each thrust sent a different kind of wave thru my boi-pussy. I had never dreamed that a cock could create so many erotic thrills as it penetrated another human being. He pressed a thick finger against my lips and I sucked it hotly, fantasizing it was another cock. Debra came over to me and rested her hand on mine. I smiled at her and said, “He’s fucking me, Debra, he’s really fucking me. It’s incredible. Why did I wait so long? This is the manliest thing I’ve ever done.” She gave me a little peck on the cheek. “I understand. You belong here now.” She told me she was leaving and to have fun – as if I needed the advice! When she had gone, Drummer pulled my leash to lift my head and whispered in my ear, “No more women for you, boy, right?” “Yes, sir,” I eagerly replied, knowing I had crossed the line into male sex for good. He sneered in triumph, “You’re a bottom man who’ll take any cock up his ass. You’re a faggot, and you love it.” Now when I heard him use that word it made me feel warm and excited, and I rejoiced in my new, true identity. Drummer reached beneath me and began to stroke my cock in time to his thrusts. His hand was coated with lube and felt so smooth as he jerked me off. Before long, all the sensations – Drummer’s thick dick plowing my butthole, his coarse beard stubble rubbing against my shoulder, my glimpses of our fucking in the mirrors, his tongue probing mine, and his hand pumping my cock – sent me over the edge, bucking into a mind-blowing orgasm way beyond any sexual peak I had ever experienced. I heard a voice crying, “Fuck me, sir, yes, fuck me, oh, I’m cumming, yes, YES!” and realized it was my own. Drummer gripped me tightly, buried to the hilt, as my ass convulsed around his dick. My arms collapsed, and my face rested on my leather wrist bands. “What a ride,” he chuckled as I lay motionless and exhausted. “Thank you, sir,” I replied. Though I was spent and satisfied, Drummer still had to take care of his needs. He pulled himself from me, leaving me empty for a moment, and turned me onto my back. When he rested my ankles on his shoulder, I realized I was about to be fucked like a woman. A thrill of excitement shot through me as I felt his dickhead press on my waiting fuckhole. He eased right in this time. I groaned as the sensations – the fullness, the warmth – again washed over me. I loved being able to play with his rock-hard stomach and his perfectly formed chest, to run my small hands over his thick wrists, my fingers tracing the metal studs on his wrist bands, and up his arms. I pinched his nipples and smiled at the reaction I provoked, for Drummer began to long-stroke my ass. Enjoying the new pleasure of letting my partner control the pace of our fucking, I clenched my ass muscles when he was deep inside. I felt like a slut and I started to talk like one. “Use my ass, sir. It’s your boi-pussy. Fuck me all night, sir, never stop fucking it. Seed me deep. It feels so good. More, sir, give me more.” His thrusts became faster, more urgent, more needy, until I felt one final great surge that I thought would split me apart. Pressing my legs down against my chest, Drummer kissed me deeply, his tongue plunging into my throat. I imagined the jets of his hot cum shooting deep inside me, the pulses slowly receding. Drummer went on kissing me for a while. I figured we were done, but he surprised me. “You were so good, Sweet Lips, now I’m going to introduce you to some of the other real men here. You’ll service them next.” I meekly agreed. Truth is, I was still so horny, I needed more. Drummer hooked my leash to a nail and left me naked on my knees. Although a couple of cute guys looked in, the leash told them I was someone’s property and they left me alone. Two minutes later Drummer came back with two men. One was a gorgeous surfer blonde who wore work boots and a studded leather ring around his cock and balls, the other a bearded, older man with a round belly, powerful arms and thighs, a leather harness, and a very thick dick. Drummer introduced them: the blonde was “Beach King,” the bearded gentleman was simply “Daddy,” which seemed apt. Daddy took my leash and order me to lie on my back on the mattress. Without any preliminaries, he proceeded to straddle my chest and grip my head with his strong hands. “I hear you’ve developed a taste for cocksucking, Sweet Lips,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. Then he shoved his half-hard cock between my waiting lips. I opened wide to pleasure him. He thrust his manmeat deep into my throat, nearly gagging me. As I sucked furiously, his dick became stiff and oozed salty pre-cum on my tongue. I was able to run my hands along the backs of his large, muscular thighs, an incredible turn-on. Meanwhile, Beach King lifted my legs, pressing them against Daddy’s back, and probed my shit chute with one finger and then another. It was a strange sensation: pinned under Daddy, I couldn’t resist even if I had wanted to (and I sure didn’t want to object, as great as those fingers felt). I couldn’t even see my next anal lover. Then I felt the bulb of Beach King’s cockhead pressing against my sphincter and heard him grunt as he entered me. He slipped in easily, deeply, for my back passage was now used to man love. I could feel his cock ring with its studs rubbing against my ass cheeks with each inward thrust. Moans of ecstasy escaped my throat, muffled by Daddy’s cock. I was dimly aware that Drummer had come over to the mattress. His feet planted on either side of my head, he stood over me and offered his cock to Daddy, who swallowed it eagerly. My own dick was rock hard again from the friction of Beach King against my prostate. The room was alive with the sound of rutting men in heat and my almost-girlish moans; the smell of leather and sweat mixed with the funky aroma of my ass as Beach King plowed me for all I was worth. For me, who before this night had never had sex with more than one woman at a time, the entire scene was from somewhere beyond my wildest fantasies. Beach King came first, giving me what I wanted most, a throbbing dick shooting wads of jism into me. Drummer followed, filling Daddy’s mouth with warm cum, some of it dribbling down into his beard. Daddy pulled himself from my mouth and ordered me to stand up. When I moved too slowly on my trembling legs, he turned me around and spanked me. “Thank you, Daddy,” I promptly answered, now well-schooled to the discipline I deserved. He led me off the mattress toward a mirrored wall and ordered me to stand with my legs apart, arms braced on the rail in front of the mirror. While he pumped his cock a few times, I looked at myself in the mirror, cum on my face and hair, and saw a stranger gazing back, eyes glazed over with lust, a creature devoted to carnal pleasure. Yet I knew this was the real me, and I smiled. Encouraged by Drummer and Beach King, who stood next to us with their arms around each other, Daddy stood behind me and prepared to give my willing ass the love I craved. The large bulb of his dickhead pushed against my anus. Though I had taken Drummer and Beach King, neither small, I hadn’t experienced anything the size of Daddy’s piece. “Oh, it’s really big, sir,” I winced. “I don’t think I’m ready for it.” I should have learned by now that leather tops do not take no for an answer. Three sharp whacks on my backside brought tears to my eyes. “What did you say, faggot” Daddy barked, and yanked on my leash. I apologized and begged him to give me the fucking I needed. He pressed his thick tool against my anus while pumping my dick. Once more I felt, almost heard, the odd rippling sensation as my back passage stretched to accommodate the enormous intruder. I gasped when the head eased past my sphincter and heard Daddy mumble, “Good boy, Sweet Lips, take it in slowly.” Though Debra had left, I imagined her staring at me again, shocked at what she had caught me doing. Somehow that thought made me relax to take Daddy in. He eased in very carefully, pausing often to let me adjust. “God, he’s a tight one,” Daddy boasted to the other men. It thrilled me to accept the challenge of being fucked by Daddy while these beautiful, macho men looked on. I gave voice to my delight. “Ohhh, Daddy, you’re incredible. I never felt anything so wonderful in my life. I want all of you, sir, please.” In a few minutes, I felt the hairs of his crotch scratch my ass cheeks – he had buried all of himself inside me! Daddy began to plunge in and out. He went slowly for a few strokes, then rapidly, then slowly, concentrating on his own pleasure. I felt like the well-used fuck slut I had become, and that thought excited me. Nothing mattered to me but pleasing Daddy. Sometimes he’d pause when he was deep within me and rest his enormous bulk on my back, his warm, round belly pressed against me. Then he leaned back and said, “Get to work, fag, and show me how you can use that little butthole.” As he held still, I began to bounce forward and back on his shaft, grunting each time he penetrated me to the core. Drummer and Beach King coaxed me, praising me for being such a terrific boy-whore. I reached beneath me to fondle Daddy’s heavy balls. That seemed to send him over the top. He pushed me forward, my face just inches from the mirror. Daddy thrust hard and fast, his balls slapping loudly against my thighs, and finally gave one last lunge that felt like it would come right through me and out my throat. The heavy pulsing of his cock, the shuddering of his body, and his heavy sigh told me that I had brought my third manlover of the evening to orgasm in my ass. When Daddy slid himself from me, my clenching ass muscles were reluctant to let go. I felt satisfied but empty, and I knew that the void would have to be filled again soon. Each of my top men kissed me tenderly. A look at the clock told me it was past two in the morning – I had been sucking and fucking for more than three hours. As I pulled my leather pants on, I thanked them for the best night of my life. Drummer told me he expected me back again the next night to continue my education. “What more is there to learn, sir?” I asked innocently. “Tomorrow,” he replied, “I put you in the sling and you learn to take my fist.” As he held up his clenched hand to my face, my eyes widened in fear and lust, but I knew my place. “Sir, I’ll come back tomorrow night.” And so I did.

Being on PrEP is not, in any way, "less than full bare". Bare is sex without a condom, period. Being on PrEP, not being on PrEP, being poz on meds, or being poz not on meds, have ZERO to do with "bare". It's bullshit crap like this - decrying PrEP use as "not FULL bare" - that confuses people who already don't quite get U=U, the value of PrEP, and so forth. Chase if you want - but in that case, your post belongs in the Bugchasing area in the back room. This is the health forum, and claiming PrEP isn't "FULL bare" is misinformation.

Part 9 - Relinquishing control Muscle god had to pull out of me slowly to ensure as much of his thick sperm stayed in my hole as possible and wasn’t extracted with his retreating member. There was an audible gasp from the men around us when it’s giant size audibly slipped out of my expanded ring. “Look at that” John says “gaped and full of cum” muscle god laughs, before pulling me up in one swift motion and pushing his cum enrobed cock into my mouth. Even soft he snakes down my throat. His cum covered shaft meets the grazes and bruises from the abuse my oral canal has received and soothes it - like balm on a wound - and I allow my throat to pulse on his entire length. “You’re a perfect little find” John exclaims and muscle god agrees. Eventually the remnants of cum are absorbed by my throat and he pulls out with an almighty sigh. He turns to John just by his side and makes out with him reverently “Bring him to me when he’s ready” he moans through deep, heavy breaths. “…we’ll give him what he needs” “Fuck, thanks man” John says as they both stare down at me evily. “Nah, the boy earned it” muscle god returns stroking the centre line of my abs. “He’ll look hot pierced…you got his keys?” He asked pointing at my cage. “Yup - told him to bring them tonight and we checked his bag - they’re there” “Nice…” “See you upstairs pup” muscle god says as he vanishes from sight. John smiles wildly at me as Guy beckons to the men around me and pulls my legs back to expose my gaped pussy. Another hot man, balding, and much older than my other tops, emerges from the gloom. “All right - Dean - nice” Guy exclaims as John smirks “Dean’s one of our oldest members boy - you’re going to give him your wet pussy?” He teased, reinforcing my lack of control by pinning my legs to the back of the couch and forcing my ass ever closer to the edge. “Of course” I trill, “you’re hot sir” I say to the advancing top. It was true, Dean might have been mid-60s but he was lithe, his skin golden and his face hard and memorable. His cock bounced in front of long thighs, a good 9 inches with a glorious, purple head. “Thank you son! Been waiting for this ass since I saw your photos…almost got away didn’t ya” he laughed as he manoeuvred his sizeable head through my outer barrier. “Fuck” he moaned “Jeff filled you up!” John looked over his shoulder and jacked his dick “yeah?” “Fucking full of spunk” the man said He leaned into kiss me and I felt the glorious stubble of his face rub my own hairless chin a little raw. “You met Kem, right?” he said into my mouth as he sunk his erect penis into my cum-covered chasm. “Yeah” I groan “First was he?” He says, heaving himself above me so I can see John and Guy once more making out. “Yeah” I respond in the ecstasy of penetration. He chuckled. “Then taking my load will be easy” he says loudly to a chorus of hollers and whoops. He rotates his hips as he pounds me relentlessly. Muscle god’s (Jeff?) cum lubed his powerful assault and I feel deposits of cum leak out around the union of his dick to my ass, forming a corona of silver sperm around my sphincter as Dean rigorously defiles me. Clearly experienced he angles alternating pumps against my prostate and my body erupts in sweat. “Oh god oh god…” I cry as the sensation threatens to tip me over another cliff in my mind. A feeling grows in my crotch that I’ve never experienced before - like I need to pee but, more orgasmic. I reach down to my crotch, the cage is loose around my insanely deflated member as I try to discern the sensation. “Ugh” I throw my head back and a river of silk coloured sperm oozes out of my cage. When I can cum I cum buckets, and even though this didn’t feel like a usual orgasm, the cum poured from me. “Ugh” I screamed as a tear rolled down my cheek at the sensation of cumming without orgasming as Dean punched my cum-stained prostate over and over. John was quick, he grabbed the shot glass I’d used earlier and put it against the river of my sperm. “Ugh” I yelled as I filled the glass and kept cumming. “Fuck son” as he replaced it with a second shot glass phial. “Fuck that’s hot” Dean cried and a shiver passed over his body as he pulled me violently into his crotch, disrupting the collection of my semen. “Take it” he cried “Fucking take it you tweaked out whore” The last thrust pounded my prostate and I felt him erupt against it. 9 powerful shots of almost too-hot cum coated the tiny gland with a sensational, sticky warmth. Load count : X As Dean held my body off the couch, against his. I heard John call out to me “Son, nothing wasted tonight - open up” I open my blissed out eyes to see him and Guy towering over me, each with a shot glass full of my own cum. “Open up son - I want you to taste the perfect version of yourself you are tonight.” John commanded and I did. They poured the combined contents of both glasses into my mouth as Guy chuckled in response “last pure load son” as the cum hit my tongue. I saw John elbow him angrily but Guy just smirked. “Fucker’s tweaked mate…don’t worry” Load count : XI “Stay in him till he swallows it all” Guy said to Dean. “I fucking will - I’m not leaving this ass till I know I’m absorbed” Dean laughed and I heard more groans of approval around us. I’d tasted my cum before, a few times, but this was different. It was thick and silken from weeks without release, salty but sweet - debasing myself by eating it made me feel insanely aroused. I swirled the large cum load in my mouth before audibly allowing my throat to swallow. Three massive gulps and all that was left was the residual flavour of my self. John leaned down to kiss me, swirling his tongue around my mouth. “So fucking innocent” John whispers, breaking our kiss. “You’re doing even better than we thought - we’ve got a treat for you later. Something I reckon you might be into” He cooed, stroking my chin. Dean extricated himself from my ass, clambered on top of me and lowered his softening cock into my willing mouth as another dick, totally obscured from view, roughly pushed up my rectum. I focussed on the glorious taste of Dean’s cock, trying to determine the different salinities of the various cum loads coating him. The mix of different men who impregnated me already alongside the residual heat from my rectum. “Yeah, nurse it” I hear Dean say as I emit a loud groan from a sudden punch of dick in my bowels. “Es hir” I moan, my mouth working his cock as my ass was being hammered. “Such a good boy” he cooed as I felt a sudden bloom of thick warmth erupt in my hole coupled with an almost imperceptible groan from the top. Load count : XII “Gotcha boy” I heard the guy fucking me say as he swiftly pulled out - the motion ensuring no cum was extracted with me. Dean removes his dick from my mouth and clambers off me as I look for the cock that had just fucked me. John catches my eyes and laughs “Oh don’t worry boy - some members prefer a little anonymity” “Stealthy fucker” Guy remarked and John shook his head as though he had heard a bad joke, but smirked. John surveys the men still in the room as a giant walked forward. “Thought so” he smiled “One more son then your treat” John said to me. “Oh nice, Barry” Guy trilled “turn him over so he’s kneeling over the couch” The order generates a hive of activity as I’m manhandled so I’m kneeling on the floor, ass up with my body laying across the damp cushion pads of the sofa. “God fucking damn your ass is hot” Someone says “Museum quality fuck!” I blush as John forces himself to sit between me and the back of the couch, my head perfectly angled into his crotch. “Fucking get to work son” he intones, grabbing my head and crushing it onto his cock. I gag a bit but bottom out on him as he sighs with pleasure. At that moment I feel thick hands opening my cheeks, cool air assaulting my ring with delicate, electric breaths, and a tiny river of cum escape me. A feel a bear of a man, with a round furry belly, approach me. “Gotta stay in you son” he said with a terrifyingly deep and powerful voice. My hole winks at the truth of the statement as the man rests his belly on the small of my back and pushes a rock hard highly curved cock up my ass - the curve feels like 90degrees as it punches upwards rather than along, and his steel hardness offers no compromise. As he forces my anus to accommodate his curvature I hear people calling out filthy, horny encouragements. “Told you he’d like this position” I heard Guy say as Barry’s pubis met my cheeks and his angled cock found it’s home wrapped in the arch of my pulsing ass. “Ugh uh” I moan around John’s cock as another inch of him snakes down my throat. My breathing is becoming a little ragged as he keeps my head pushed into him and Barry clearly feels the effects in my hole. Unable to move, prone by John’s cock and Barry’s bulk, I feel the cock in my ass powerfully thrust upwards and back, the curvature creating its own resistance in my hole. I start to feel myself drift into darkness as John notices and heaves me off him. Air rushes back to my lungs momentarily before I’m shoved back to base on John’s cock and pounded again by Barry. “Yeah he’s feeling it again” Guy remarked “Yup” John said repeating his slam fuck of my throat as Barry starts an unrelenting fuck of my upper hole. I can’t even arch my back to make it easier as Barry has me pressed down by his belly. John aggressively slams my face onto his crotch 3 times in quick succession, as I come up for air the third time I gag “Oh God” I yell as my pain receptors suddenly reappear. My throat feels like it’s on fire and the angle of Barry’s cock is causing my ass to pulse angrily against him. “Yeah?” John asks as he angrily grabs my head again and forcibly impales me on his cock again. “Not long now boy” he moans as he wiggles my throat around his encased cock. The latest, brutal assault causes one of my legs to find a bit of purchase to try and push back against my assailants, but no sooner have I moved then two arms rig me to place. “Uh uh” boy someone says. “He squirming?” Guy asks “Yeah, it’s hot” Barry responds. John heaves me up as I leave a trail of spit and phlegm down the length of his shaft. My eyes bug out as he stares interestedly into them. “Kem ready?” He asks, turning to Guy Guy hollers at the question, like he’s been waiting to answer it all night. “I’ll check” and bounds out the room. John returns to face me “Please sir” I say, unsure myself if I am asking for mercy or more as tears stream down my face. “Of course son” John says, impaling me again on his cock and answering for me. “Cum in him Barry - make him feel it” someone says from behind me. “Uh huh’ Barry responds unrelenting in the power of his assault on the curves of my anus. John releases me again as oxygen rushes back into my lungs and I feel my hole expand with my breathing. “Oh fuck yeah…just got looser” Barry declares “Yeah? Good” John responds piercing my throat again “Leaking cum though” someone else said “Feed it to him” John said angrily as he pulled me up again. “Gotta hold the loads in son” he said glaring at me as fingers appeared next to my face coated in thick, slimy cum. “Eat it” John says smearing my face with the phlegm and spit of his throat assault. I open my pained mouth and lick the fingers clean as Barry announces his orgasm “Fucking found you” he shouts as his cock rests in a part of my hole that couldn’t possibly have been covered in cum. “A nice spot for my babies” he cries as I feel a fiery hot spurt of cum assault my upper walls. “One more…hold steady” as he thrusts deep into the mucus covered walls of my ass and feeds my hungry hole. The load is not copious but the heat is intense. I feel it radiating outwards from the point he’s forcing it into my spongy hole. Load count : XIII “Oh god!” I moan as I finally lick the fingers clean in my mouth. “Lucky load 13” John says as he and Barry share a kiss over me. The room chuckles and I swear I hear someone say “unlucky” as I turn to see Guy bound back in the room “Fuck - I missed the seeding?” “Yup” Barry says nonchalantly - “but he’s going upstairs right? Plenty more for him there” Guy smirked as Barry shoved himself out of me. Not a single sperm came out with his exit, Barry’s essence had been absorbed in its entirety by the hungry, unspoilt walls of my upper anus and I still felt it soaking into me. John smiled, catching my head in his grasp as my hole pulsed with emptiness. “How’s he doing?” Guy asked “Kem’s ready” “Good” John said, cleaning my spit and sweat covered face with a nearby towel, “he’s very ready”

In a sex club situation with multiple fucks in one session, it’s just about impossible to know for sure which tops have loaded you and which ones haven’t- I certainly don’t ask (often it’s just not an option), and I gave up trying to keep an accurate count long ago. These days I just guestimate on the conservative side, like @NWUSHorny. I’m always a bit suspicious of bottoms who boast exact load counts in such situations, eg: “I took 27 loads at xxxx fuck joint last night”. How the fuck do you know?! I think some bottoms just overestimate their hotness, and assume that where they are concerned, every fuck ends in a load. It’s much easier to keep a proper count in a controlled cumdump session at home or in a hotel, and those are the only numbers I take seriously when this topic crops up.

Slightly off topic but I remember my sister telling me that she had had to have a discussion with my nephews who were around 7 and 8 at the time, because they had heard the phrase 'Oh that's so gay!' used in a derogatory way at school and had started using it themselves. She sat them down and asked them if knew what the word meant, which they didn't really, so she explained that as well as men and women loving each other, you also get other couples that are two men or two women that love each other. She then said to them, 'you do realise that both of you know someone who is gay', and then promptly outed me to them! 🙂 Apparently they thought about it for a while and then the younger one asked her if I had a boyfriend. After she told them that I didn't at that time, my nephew turned round and said that was a shame and hoped I met someone soon. Next time they saw me the youngest who was always the most mischievous dashed up to me and asked in a loud voice 'Are you gay?', without skipping a beat I replied 'Yes I am. Now do you have a problem with that?' 'No' he called back, 'I hope you get a boyfriend soon!' And since that day, to my knowledge they never used that 'so gay' phrase since. I wonder how they would react now they're young men in their twenties, if they knew their uncle is actually a cumdump bottom that isn't interested in having a boyfriend but much prefers taking as many loads as I can get from as many men as possible. 🙂

Three from my recent three-hour-long fucking in Atlanta. I’m very proud of the first one - I’ve finally got the ‘slit’ look I’ve been hoping for. I just added the full series of these in my gallery, if you like them.

Chapter 21 The guy with the deep voice was slowly pumping the Kid’s ass. Being a quite a bit taller than the Kid he had to squat down to fuck him. He pulled the Kid tightly to him with his cock planted deeply in the Kids throbbing ass. The Kid thought it was just to get as deep as possible, But the Kid was in for a surprise. The Guy moved his muscular legs and stood up. The Kid’s feet were no longer on the ground. In effect, he was hanging from the guy’s cock. He looked like a puppet, dangling from the guy’s cock. He felt his ass being stretched ion a way not natural as he was suspended by that piece of steel lodged in his ass. The guy with the deep voice said “ You’re nothing but a fuck toy for me now, I plan on fucking you like you never got before “. The Kid was hanging in mid-air. He was holding onto the arm of the bench to keep from falling. In this position the guy was constantly hitting his inner door and it felt strangely good. The Kid looked to his side and noticed someone with a camera. The guy was streaming the action of the Kid. He couldn’t get away or cover his face. He had to hang there and let who knows anyone, watch him get a total violation and let everyone know what a slut he had become tonight. The Kid knew when he got this way he was a slut but he couldn’t remember being exposed to the world like this. A guy came up and put a glass pile in the Kid’s mouth, he tried to turn away but the guy held his head and put the pipe to his lips. The Kid resigned to his fate and sucked in the while cloud that the guy had already prepared. The Kid held in in and then blew out the Big cloud. The Guy gave him a second hit, this time there was no resistance. The guy moved the pipe and the Kid moved his head to try to get some. The Kid looked like a little kitten trying to get to his mother’s utter. He finally got a hit and kept it in longer. He noticed the guy with the camera was closed and concentrating on the Kid’s jerking face. The Kid finally blew out the thick white cloud and anyone could see the blank expression on the Kid’s face. They knew the Kid was now spinning out of control. His whole world seemed to be on the piece of steel he was hanging from. The guy with the deep voice made a comment “ Yeah. You liked that, your hole is trying to milk my cock now “. The Kid could feel his heart beats in his ass. It was centered with that hook he was perched on. He could not remember when he felt that this was where he was supposed to be. If it wasn’t for the chems there were raging through his body he would have felt relaxed and one with the universe. The Guy started moving the Kid more on his cock. The Kid’s legs were still hanging and not near to the ground. He was at this guys mercy and his guy wanted to hear his new puppet squeal Like a stuck pig. He stared angling his super hard cock so that he could hit the Kid’s second door. He thought maybe he could wedge his cock in there and make the Kid yell like a girl loosing her cherry. He knew that he was hitting it because every time he hit it, the Kid would jump and his ass would tighten to try in a futile attempt to keep the intrusion from getting in there. In reality there was nothing he could do to stop it since he was still hanging in mid air. He was still bent over at the waist holding onto the park bench. His Handler walked over and asked the Kid if he was enjoying himself. All the Kid could manage to say was “ I think so “. The drugs were still keeping him going and wanting more. If it hadn’t been for them, he would have wanted to stop long ago. Even though his ass still craved more he knew that he would not be able to sit right after this. With the angle of the guy’s cock, the Kid cold feel cool air in his hole under the cock that by now was stretching the top of his cunt. The guy was determined to get in that inner sanctum and kept hitting the opening but couldn’t quite get the head of his cock lined up to enter it. The Guy was holding off shooting his load until after he could get the spot to make sure the Kid was Impregnated.

Found some new stories downloaded from Tumblr before it went done and have been going through them. Not sure who wrote most, as always if someone recognizes a story let me know. Have reviewed and fairly certain they meet guidelines. ============================ "Big Black Cock at the Bath House" So this story takes place back around 2010 when I was going to LA community college. I had been sexually active since back in high school, and once I got to college I had blossomed into a full time slut, taking advantage of any cock or ass that was available. It was really when I started going to the bathhouses like Steamworks or Midtown that I had cast off any last notions of ‘safe’ sex, and started taking any raw cock up for fucking me. I am sure I took a number of poz loads during that time, but I had yet to develop the ‘hunger’ for them, and rarely asked a guys status. That all changed on a fateful night shortly after Pride. I had gone to Midtown Spa that night after finishing classes and noticed that the parking lot was fairly sparse and guessed much of the crowds from Pride had gone home. I got inside and there were a few horny men, mostly older looking guys that eyed me as I made my way back. I moved toward the Steam room area which is where I normally like to start things off since I love getting hot, damp and sweaty. Just as I was getting there, a Big Black hunk of a man just stepped out from the steam area. This guy was huge and looked like he must hit the gym every day for the cut body I was looking at. His skin was coal black and glistened with sweat and water from the steam room and I guessed he must have been in there for a while. He had a thick, long, black cock that hung low and slapped against his legs. I realized he was the type of guy who could have asked to fucked any bottom that night and no one would have refused. I followed him around like a hungry puppy for a while until he headed into one of the back areas where there were cheap latex ‘couches’ and a bare mattress on the floor. As the guy entered he turned and looked me up and down for the first time. I knew a guy with a body as hot as his would be picky about who he fucked. Luckily, and not to brag, but at the time in college I was in gymnastics team and I was just as hot as the Black Daddy and knew I could get almost any cock I wanted. I chatted him up, talking kinky to him before I turned and laid naked, face down on one of the mattresses. He came over to me, placed his firm hands on my ass and began to kneel into position to fuck me. He slapped some lube on his cock and played with his dick until it was rock hard. Then he leaned forward and began working it into my ass. He pushed it way in, I thought all the way, but then after pausing for a moment, he shoved harder and it went way deeper inside me. He hit bottom in my ass and I was sure it was the biggest dick I had ever been fucked with. But then he even pushed harder and his big dick moved deeper inside me kneading my ass deep inside as he penetrated bend after bend inside my butt. I remember how much it hurt, I squealed with surprise at how deep into me his cock had gone. He stopped for a moment and roughly asked me "You DO want me to fuck you don't you?" I said yes but asked him to pause for a moment to let my ass relax around his huge dick. He waited for a minute or two. Then began to thrust his dick more slowly in and out of my hole. It felt like my whole ass was getting reamed and I didn't think I could take it very long. He reached his hand around to my face and pushed a bottle of poppers into my nose. I took a deep whiff as he continued to pump my asshole. Now I was getting into this scene. A second before I thought I couldn't take anymore but now I wanted his dick to punch my ass as hard as he could make it. He began to fuck me faster, his hands wrapped around my stomach, pulling my butt on and off his dick as he thrust into me. He had been on his knees behind the mattress but now he leaned over and forced his body against mine, driving his dick its full length inside me and I felt his giant balls squeezing into my ass crack as his shaft completely crammed its way into my butt. He started to groan and other people came closer to watch this black muscle gods body pump the giant rod into my hole. The guys watching were jacking off as the witnessed me getting fucked, the big dick withdrawing and then driving like a piston it full length back into my hole. He was fucking me fast now, and perched above me supported by his arms straight out and on his toes. I could tell he was getting close, his arms squeezed me tight and he learned forward. Just as I felt his body tense I hear him say. “You better enjoy my cock white boy, I am Poz and you are about to get my Poz Swimmers!” I lost my fucking mind when I heard this and shouted back. “Poz me up Daddy! Breed me, infect my hole!” I shouted! I had been a closeted bug chaser for a while back then, jacking off to stories on Bug Share, and now I was having my first real Poz Moment!!!! He fucked just a few moments more and yelled. "Ahhhhhh! YEAH! POZZING THIS HOLE!“ as his cum shot inside me. It felt like I was getting a hot, sticky enema and I knew he shot a huge load of cum deep inside me. It felt like his seed was burning me and I wondered if it was because I know knew his cum was POZ Infected! Gradually he slowed, withdrew his cock with minuscule movements, and sat back on his knees as he had started. I caught my breath, turned over, and looked at the huge cock that had just fucked me so hard. As I laid on my back I started jacking off, looking at the big dick on this black dude, remembering the feeling of it deep inside me. Knowing he was infected with a disease like HIV got me so hot. I started moaning under my breath. “Poz cum, POZ cum, Poz me up daddy!” Over and over. “Yeah that’s a good white whore! Like a boy that wants my Poz Babies!” He said and yanked my tits. He worked my tits while I yanked on my dick and pushed the poppers again in my face. I took a deep sniff and was close to cumming. Just before I shot my load he leaned over me, pushing his now limp dick into my mouth like a big salami. I sucked the remaining cum that dripped from the giant mushroom head as my own load shot up against his body. As we both lay gasping and catching our breath the full enormity of what happened hit me like a ton of bricks. “You really Poz?” I asked and I remember his smile “Poz for 6 years, but I have been on meds almost the whole time. I like to keep my body looking as good as possible.” He said “You undetectable?” I asked, still panting and covered in cum. “Maybe, Maybe not, last week my Doctor changed my meds so I am on a break. Maybe you got lucky” he said cryptically. A moment later he moved back, getting to his feet. Then he walked away without another word. The group of people who had been watching us began to dissipate. I laid on my back, out of breath, my ass pounding with sensation from the deep fucking I had just received. I didn’t convert from his fuck, so I guess the guy didn’t have a high Viral Load at the time, but that fuck awakened something in me and I started seeking out poz guys way more. Eventually I did get pozzed and went on meds as well, but will always remember that one special night.

I have been browsing BZ for over a year now, and it was not until last week I dove head-first into my first experience. I downloaded Grindr shortly after my breakup with my ex-girlfriend. Keep in mind I have never fucked a guy, so browsing Grindr made my anxiety increase ten-fold, which prompted a search for "anonymous only" bottoms that were okay being ass-up and on all fours when I walked in. I just wanted a safe cum-and-go scenario. We exchanged dick/ass pics, and he immediately gave instructions on where to find him. The drive was difficult, because on one hand I was anxious about STDs, and I was so thrilled on the other. Once I arrived, I saw him ass-up, definitely lubed, and he was smoking a cig under a blanket that covered the back of his head. On the table beside me were poppers, condoms, wipes, silicone lube, along with a cig if I wanted it. I immediately dropped my pants and removed my shirt before pressing my already hard cock between his cheeks. In the meantime, I grabbed a condom all while the anon guy was pressing his ass back against my cock, trying to slip it inside before I could wrap myself. As I struggled to open it with my silicone covered hands, the guy positioned himself forward so that the tip of my cock is pressed against his hole, and I swear I didn't have time to pull away as I slid easily into his raw hole. With the condom ready in hand, I pulled back and thought to myself for a moment, "Well, I've already been inside him... I might as well keep going." As I slid back inside, he felt so warm and velvet-like, and he "pushed out" his hole, which squeezed every inch of my cock perfectly. It looked like I was fucking a small rosebud, which was surprisingly erotic. Once I was about to cum, I swear I came harder than I ever have with anyone else. To fuck an anon hole raw was something I never knew I could be addicted to. I fucking love the fact the anon bottom slid me into his hole without any word. Of course, I was anxious once I was on my way home about STDs, but I really don't think that'll stop me again in the future. Maybe I like the fetish of being "safe preferred/only" and ending up bareback? Who knows.

This 'boy scout' took home an 'astronaut' last night after a costume ball in town. Short hot daddy, Italian with deep dark eyes and a kiss that made me lose track of time. We left for my place where we stripped as soon as we got through the door. He went straight for my cock and after a few minutes we hit the bedroom where he pushed me into the bed and ate my ass like a champ. Such an amazing muncher...he took his time and opened me up. Flipped me onto all fours and mounted me, shoving a thick lubed, 7 inches into my pucker. No talk of condoms, status or waiting for me to handle it. He just shoved my face into the pillow and soon my ass was taking it. Midway though I started getting verbal...he felt so good. I get super piggy after a few minutes after I've adjusted to a good sized cock. Kept insisting he breed my raw hole, and in response he pushed me flat and started going to town like his life depended on it. It so satisfying getting that nut. As we woke, I had the biggest hardon from not cumming earlier. With me big spooning him, he reached back for my cock with an already lubed hand. Then he did that ass-gyrating movement and bounced his hairless hole over and over onto my cock until I broke through his tight ring. I love spoon fucking a guy and especially a smaller guy than me. Went a bit feral when he kept repeating..."cum inside me, please". Got that awesome feeling when you know the load is cumming. All I could get out as my cum was spraying inside his hole was "fuuuuck". He rode his wet hole on my cock, making sure all my cum was inside, until I slipped out. Lying alongside him, I lifted his closest leg and started working my fingers inside his slick hole while making out. He jerked his dark cock and released another delicious load onto his torso. So tasty. Can't wait for a date next weekend. And us both getting some more cum to share.

Sometimes in a good group fuck, it just isn’t feasible to keep count, even with the marker pen system you are suggesting, @apollobchbttm. There’s just too much going on: one top pulls out, and another goes straight in… then another, and then another… or is that the first guy coming back for a repeat visit, and did the second guy actually cum? I’ve got my head down, so I can’t actually see anything… I suppose I could turn round and ask, but I don’t want to pause the action, and oh- now I can’t, as there’s a cock in my mouth… I used to get frustrated by it, but I’ve learned how to just enjoy the ride, and not get too caught up on exactly how many cocks/loads I’ve scored by the end of the session.

Mine after taking a load then trashing a bit with the dildo.

I had a hook-up in Seattle years ago. Great date with beers and making out at the beach, being really risky at one of the family beaches. Later in my apt, it gets full-on sex, but he wants me to eat his hole to lube and open him. However, after I've sufficiently prepared his hole with my tongue he refuses to kiss me because I have his ass on my lips and he doesn't kiss guys who have eaten him. I'm like, so I'm about to put my dick in you and we can't kiss while I'm fucking you? BORING.

If you go looking for punishment it means you want it. If you want it, it isn’t punishment. I don’t go looking for punishment - I straight up ask. 😃

Dirty bare feet don't look horny either!

You are such a good writer. I love how filthy and horny your stories are. Thank you for sharing your talent!

You're right Spunkie. I went to sauna yesterday and took around 8 different cocks ( more fucks as a couple of tops came back for 2nds) but only 2 loads (I was told I'd been loaded at the time. The loads were from the same top). So it is better to calculate loads on a conservative basis than one fuck=one load. On that calculation, I'd be dripping cum from the first 5 minutes yesterday and you'd soon run out of available tops as a lot leave once they cum.

Damn, this is very very hoT - love the switching of perspectives between the two main characters as well...

Fuck I want part 2

I have played a magic act on guys when they used that term and embarrassed them. 'So, you're DD free?? No seriously, I mean are you CLEAN?" Dodging their ignorant reactions I have delighted in backhanded shaming by derailing the dumbass train with a variety of the following combo possibilities: "OMG, you are almost hilarious! Did you... WAIT, wait.. does it really say IN YOUR PROFILE... DD-FREE? CLEAN? Oh wow! But wait: Didn't you want 'smelly pits'? Ripe socks? HURL! I'm confused! CLEAN?? Yeah I douche and shower before sex, lol, and as to drugs? Hmm, do poppers count? GUILTY! But seriously, to each his own, trying not to be JUDGMENTAL but I CAN'T stand dopes with NO MODERATION! How do they NOT get fired partying and sleeping the days away?" "Fuck, why you ask, did you have an addiction?? Just saying: Recycled junkies are THE WORST. Like ex-killers turned reborn preacher on death row! What a joke! God told them DADDY LOVES YOU again!! Curious though: Do fags in >where you are< actually STILL USE that nasty slur in YOUR NECK OF THE WOODS? lol, Sorry but thought gays don't slander each other any more that way! Yeah FAG is ok! They use that old slur in gay porn!" "CLEAN??? I think that... kinda went out in the late 1990s!? HEY, don't mind me asking, because you look good for your age,... but... Are you maybe REALLY OLD or still in the closet or don't get out much? Small town right? Sorry had to laugh really hard! Need to know, where were you raised? Reminds me of old Arkansas country geezers who say 'spic', picker-ninnies and 'libtard commies' !" "No but seriously, since you brought it up, I rather fuck a CLEAN poz guy than a Trump-voter with nasty, rotten teeth and gross feet! lol" Let's face it: most guys on line have rarely a good grip on the English language, (wasn't on the test) aren't very witty, are rarely well-read and typically not fast in intelligent come-backs! You can run circles around them during the early 'feeling out phase'. The normal no-show proportion is excessively high either way...

I agree that A) guys should ask important questions before they agree to the hook up (preferably before you leave your house- but certainly before naked dick is lined up ready to enter B) when it comes to important questions- especially those dealing with health issues the questions should be asked clearly and not euphemistically-e.g. are you poz or neg? are you on meds or PrEP? saving “are you clean?” to meaning have you douched and/or showered (for those guys into scat or ripe sweaty sex)

Today I met this 30 year old ginger guy. He wanted to fuck came over and was hot he kissed me deeply and I sucked him . He then rolled my on my stomach spit on my hole and in he went He shot a huge load up my ass. great and look forward to a repeat

For example, i f i call a guy a "pussy" or "cunt," etc., to me, that's not a a denigrating term, or "pejorative" in my mind. i like guys who are pussies and cunts, and "assholes" are not a bad thing. 😉

Here you go. This was taken the very first time i took my first load. This was after a hard pounding with just spit for lube.

My top took this before he and his friend plowed me.

Definitely hot, can’t wait for the next one

Chapter Two: It is not my ass Before I knew it we were on a one way video call. I had my video activated so he could see and hear me. He just had his audio up so I could only hear him, not see which served to add to the intoxication. He spoke with a deep gruffly voice; - Cute. Very fucking cute. - Thank you. - SIR! Thank you SIR. - Sorry Sir. Thank you, Sir. - Remember boy, you will always address me as Sir. - Yes Sir. - I have been keeping a close eye on you sexy pig, and noticed when you first looked at my profile your profile stated ''Neg + PrEP'', and the next day you changed it to 'Negative.'' What is going on with that? - I have some issues Sir, and your profile triggered what I thought I had sorted out and put a lid on. - What issues are those then boy? - Fantasizing about getting knocked up. - You mean becoming HIV positive? - Yes Sir. - Then if it is just a fantasy why change the PrEP status on your profile? - Because ... *I paused* - Go ON ... ? - Because if I am really honest with myself, it is more than just a mere fantasy. - So, you want to become a nasty poz fAGGOT with everything that Sir and others have to share? * I gulped * so loudly it was audible. - I need more than a gulp. I need an explicit specific audible answer. - Yes SIR, I desire to be knocked up, to become HIV positive. Deep down I am a chaser. You have triggered this deep desire within me that I had buried. We arranged for me to go to his right now as strictly instructed. Upon arrival I would let myself into his porch, put my stash of PrEP onto the small round table in the corner, strip naked, put on the red rubber jockstrap and the leather blindfold, face the front door and place my hands against the door with arms stretched out and my lower back arch as to push my ass out for whatever Sir wanted to do with it. I was also instructed to wash the product out of my hair and come with it not styled. A few train stops and a short walk later I was at his front door that was ajar. I let myself in and got myself ready as instructed. As I stood there waiting I had a strong urge to fart, and I knew if I did cum could come flying out, so I was trying to hold it in. I soon heard footsteps coming closer until they stopped right behind me. I could hear his breath. I trembled. A little part of me wanted to flee, but the main part of me told myself that I had put myself in this POZition and that it was meant to be. Suddenly his freezing cold hands held onto either side of my torso, causing me to gasp at the contrast in the heat of ice coldness against my warm firm flesh. - Fucking sexy pig. I can see we're going to have a lot of fun. Now turn around. I started to tremble a bit harder as I turned around. Once facing this 66 year old t☣️xic stud he leaned into my right ear and as he twisted my left nipple really hard he spoke in his deep gruffly voice; - You want to be knocked up with HIV, is that it? - Yes Sir. - Then you have no need to tremble, do you? * As he said this he twisted my nipple harder again* - No Sir. - Good boy. Now kneel down before me. - Yes Sir. I knelt down where he then pulled my head deep into his Leather clad crotch. - That's it boy, you're safe here with Sir. Just let your inner pig go, give in to your strongest deepest desires of depravity and give yourself over to me. As he said those last few words he pulled me in tighter, gyrating his hips as he pushed my face deeper into his crotch. As I held onto the sides of his legs and feeling that sexy cool Leather I suddenly felt myself just let go. After a few minutes he pulled away and left, leaving me kneeling there. He came back and I heard him place a few items on the floor by me. - Now stand up. - Yes Sir. He pulled the red rubber jockstrap half way down my thighs and proceeded to put my stupid dick inside a steel chastity cage which he then locked. 🔐 - Do you like to play with your pathetic pointless fAGGOT dick, boy? - Yes Sir. - And you like to cum? - Yes Sir. - Well from now on you will learn that your cunt is your sole sexual organ. That is where you will pleasure yourself with toys when you masturbate, and where you will have all of your orgasms. Understood? - Yes Sir. I was not quite expecting this Dom-sub situation, but it felt all very natural. I was instructed to place my hands on the front door once again as I held my torso at an angle whilst arching my back and pushing my ass out. Sir suddenly started to flog my ass cheeks and the backs of my legs with his rubber flogger until my ass cheeks were a crimson rose colour. Having flogged me enough I was ordered to once again turn around... - Turn around and take 2 steps forward. - Yes Sir. Again I done as I was told and suddenly felt the flogger hit my abs, then my thighs, and abs again, and then .... 💦*Squirt*💦 .... I farted with cum from the gym squirting onto Sir's floor and down my leg. He scooped some of it up and sniffed it. - Oh what a nasty p🐷g you are, arriving already soiled. He shoved two fingers into my cunt. - How many loads have you taken today? - Two, Sir. - Well, you are still too tight for me. I only fuck cunt that is loose, gaping in fact. He shoved his fingers into my mouth, barking at me to suck and lick them clean, and once satisfied he made me kneel on the floor again, this time right in front of the cum that I had been holding in my guts. I could smell it. He went away and came back again and he proceeded to attach to my neck a leather collar, and leash. Once they were on me he pushed my face to his floor, barking at me to clean up the cum I had just dropped from my cunt. Once I had lapped up and swallowed everything that was there to have like a good little pig, I was brought up to his crotch level again. - Where did that cum just come from boy? - My ass, Sir. - NO .... He paused as though to give me time to correct myself. I was confused, what else would I call it? - I'm sorry Sir, I do not know what else I should call it. - Think about what I said about your sole sexual organ. - Oh ... erm, my cunt, Sir? - YES boy. That is how you will refer to it from now on. Understood? - Yes Sir. Chapter 3: ''The Haircut'', coming soon, if my readers want more that is.

Chapter3: My Response After thinking about what he had asked me, I had kinda made up my mind. He suggested that we go out for a nice romantic dinner. In his mind, I think he thought I would at least say yes to the partner question. We sat side by side in a nice quiet booth near the back of the restaurant. Although it was a romantic dinner, I still fondled his cock a few times. He was semi hard, just thinking about me possibly agreeing to be his partner. Our HOT waiter brought us our wine, and took our order. As he walked away, my roomie said look at that ass on him. I just said I wish he didn't have an apron covering his package. We had a sip of wine and he eagerly asked what I thought about becoming partners. I started out with a bit of a tease and said that we were very compatible, and asked why he wanted a relationship. He said he'd been a pig for some time, and still wanted to be, but have a "Partner in Crime" to be by his side, and consistently inside. He said that if I said no, he would understand that. I asked why he thought that. He said that he knew I had just discovered my inner pig, and that when he first did, all he wanted was sex. Relationships never crossed his mind. I said that I had thought about it before with my new dad and brother, but that wasn't feasible. He just said, so what's your decision. I said I'd love to give it a try. He planted a deep kiss on me just as the waiter delivered our appetizers. The waiter just smiled and said you two are a happy couple. I just giggled and said we now were. He said congratulations. The waiter had set off our gaydars, so I thought I'd have some fun when ordering. I told him I loved my meat thick, and juicy saying we both liked it raw. He said I hope you mean you men, and not your steaks. He grabbed his cock through his apron, and said he wasn't on the menu, but he got off at 11 and perhaps we could come over for desert. We said that would be great. While we were waiting for our food, my new partner dropped yet another bombshell. He said he didnt want or expect an immediate response, but was going to ask now. Before asking, he motioned the waiter over and ordered two shots for us. My partner said i think we are both gonna need these. We downed our shots, and he asked what I thought about him going off meds, and pozzing me? My jaw just kind of dropped, and I motioned the waiter over for another round of shots. While he went to get them, my partner said, let's face it, as gay men there is only one way to get pregnant. Much like a fetus would grow in a woman, HIV would grow in me, and I had the ability to control it. He made a very valid point. The waiter brought our second round of shots, and said we must be having one hell of a conversation. We both nodded in agreement. He later brought us our steaks, along with 2 glasses of champagne to celebrate. When he brought our check, he also gave us his name, phone number and address. What a great way to celebrate our first night as partners! Next Chapter: The waiter.

I usually play safe, but sometimes the heat of the moment and a atractive top makes me beg for raw cock - just as in this story

***Writers Note*** This is a continuation of a story previously written in a non backroom area. I'll begin here with a brief "overview" of it. Although my first year of college was pretty mundane, simply jacking off to straight porn with my roomie, my summer break changed all of that. Thanks to my best friend, and his dad, I became the cum dump slut that I was meant to be. I hated having to go back to school after the summer as my friend and his dad had so much fun over the summer. From my friend slowly seducing me, and leading me into a gay lifestyle, to having sex with him and his dad, as well as other men and boys. As much as I hated going back, I took it as a challenge to myself to have fun. And fun i had! My second year of college was the most amazing time of my life! My old roomie and I had fun, but this time it was more than jacking to straight porn. Just as my friend introduced me to the gay lifestyle, I would do the same for him! My new roomie was a hung top, with an insatiable need to breed. He convinced me to join a fuckternity, and even convinced me to have sex with a FTM Jock pussy. He was teaching me to become versatile and would even introduce me to things I've never experienced before. There was no lack of sex between us and others. Not a day went by where one of our cocks wasn't in the others ass, or on those slower days in our mouths. Then a strange thing happened about midway through the semester. My roomie was becoming a bit more romantic. Instead of just fucking daily, we made love. Lots more kissing and cuddling. It was a far cry from the pig sex that I'd been having, but yet I'll have to admit that I kind of enjoyed it One night after making love to me, he started passionately kissing me. When he broke away, he looked me deeply in my eyes, and said he had a serious question for me. I said go ahead. Although we had already had a few drinks, he suggested we have another. After downing them he asked if I thought we could become partners? I really didn't know what to say at first. After thinking about it, I asked why he thought that was a good idea. We already had our share of mutual fuck buds. And he said true, and there was no tension between us there. He said as a couple, he figured it would be the same. He said that he didn't need an immediate answer, but wanted me to think about it, and be fully open to the idea. I agreed that this would be best. He continued by saying that although we knew alot about each other, there were some things he wanted me to know about him that I didn't know. He said they would be eye opening, and that perhaps we should have yet another drink. I just thought, oh shit! Next up. Chapter 2: True Confessions

Oh yeah, this is fine, damn fine. clouds and cum and thrashed hole.

Please please dint stop

Part 25 Wow, two days went fast. I got the stuff I wanted to take packed, my gear and toys. The rest, I arranged with Kevin to have someone pick it all up. Work called me wanting me to work out a notice, which I declined. Now I'm headed to the airport to fly to London and start my new path. I boarded the flight and the same flight attendant was there. "Welcome back. I want to apologize for my actions last time. Please enjoy your flight, you are in First Class." "Thanks. I look forward to getting back to London." "I expect you are! David is waiting for your arrival." Oh, he definitely knows where I'm headed. The flight was uneventful. I was so excited I couldn't sleep. Just before we landed I received a message. "Welcome to London boy. There is a car waiting for you as I'm delayed and will meet you at the house." "Thank YOU, SIR!" I made it through the arrivals and as I went through the door there was a big guy in leather pants holding a sign that said "boy". I walked up and the guy looked at his phone and then at me. "Follow me." "Umm, are you sure you are here for me?" "Yes. Now, come." As we got to the car he said, "you can refer to me as Turbo. Get in and strip naked as when you arrive you journey begins." "Won't someone notice a naked man in the car?" "Not at all. Now get in unless you want me to leave you here." I grabbed the door handle and jumped in the car. As we started leaving the airport, I stripped. It was exhilarating riding around naked. My cage was straining and my hole was hungry. I stretched out and put one leg up on the seat to stroke my hole. "Nice hole boy. I can see why David likes you. You will look much hotter with his DNA in you." I immediately put my leg down and stopped playing with my hole. "Don't stop on my account. The cameras back there give me a nice view." "Oh, thank you Turbo. I can't wait to have SIR'S DNA as part of me." "That is a good thing because it's really too late to go back. We will be there soon. When you go in, you will kneel at the door way waiting for David. Do not look up, do move. He will claim you when he is ready." We arrived about 20 minutes later and I got out of the car and knelt at the door. All kinds of things went through my head. What have I gotten myself into? I'm naked on this man's front stoop. Will anyone see me and notice. About 10 minutes later the door opened and Bull came out closing the door behind me. I almost jumped up and ran. But I remembered that I wasn't supposed to move or say a word. Bull just walked by like he didn't know me...but I knew he recognized me. After about 10 minutes later, the door opened. I didn't look up as I noticed a beautiful pair of boots. I knew it was SIR. My instincts took over and I bent down and started licking HIS boots. Then after licking them all over I rested my head between HIS booted feet. "Good boy. Welcome to your future. This is how you will always greet me. You will always kneel and immediately lick my boots. And assume this position. Now, come in and follow me."

I love knowing that some stranger used my cunt for his pleasure (not mine) and pumped me full of his thick, hot cum. Especially if he just walks away afterwards like I'm not there, or tells me to get the fuck out of his place now that I've served my purpose. Also love taking a messy cum facial and getting told to leave without being allowed to clean up.