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Here comes the next one. A bit more raunchy then the first. Reminds me of some of the old short stories by “yourcummyass” like his ‘five minutes to aids” though I don’t think he wrote this one’ ==================================• Normally I don't choose to get bred by POZ guys. I'm sure I've been exposed to POZ seed because a lot of times I don't ask, I just take, but last week I invited a POZ daddy over who changed my life. I met this guy online from Gay.com and we started chatting in one of those no name side channels. He was very up front about his POZ status, but never mentioned meds or his VL, the way he talked to me always got me so horny I didn’t really think much about it and so I just kept chatting. He had no pictures, but he sorta sounded like the type of guys I like: 58, salt 'n' pepper, short, stocky, and potentially a good dick. Now, in truth he described his dick as "average"-- but he did say he was pretty thick and guys seemed to like that. I had been a horny pig all week to that point and taken about seven loads, so I figured why not make it eight? Acting on pure lust for a potential hot Daddy, I invited him over one night after work. He finally showed up and let's just say he was rough. It became obvious why he had no online pics. His face was scarred, and he had lots of tattoos. He was also visibly POZ, with a full crix belly and gaunt veiny legs. I felt my lust shaken and almost turned him away as my brain started to realize he must be dangerously infected with disease. Before I could close the door, he stopped me and stripped off his gym shorts. When he did, out popped a glorious, 7.5" uncut monster-thick cock thicker than my wrist. Lust once more overcame rational thought and I immediately started sucking him as best I could. After a few minutes we moved to my bed where this glorious POZ daddy demonstrated his love for eating ass. He had me straddle his face so he could tongue my neg boy pussy while I worshipped his veiny infected meat. After ten minutes or so, daddy took charge, pushed me on my back, lifted my legs, and told me I was gonna get it. He spit hefty amounts onto his cock and my asscrack, and then positioned his head at my hole. “Before we go further, you need to know why I picked you to be my Son. Ive been home to HIV for a long time and I need to pass it on to a new generation. My infected seed needs to live on so I want you to become my POZ son and become impregnated with my strain.” He said as I felt the pointed tip of his cock dribbling its tainted precum on my hole. I was so lost to lust at this point I couldn’t think of saying no. I knew somewhere I was about to take a Deadly disease into me and all I could think of was pleasing my new Daddy. "You ready, son?" he asked and I did a massive popper hit and nodded. “Good boy! Daddy is going to give you his POZ Babies! No turning back!” He said as that POZ meat punched into my guts and I fucking took it like the champion whore that I am. Honestly, I was a bit nervous because of his size, but damn if my hole didn't just open up and swallow him. It was probably because I'd taken so much other cock that week, but I also think it was also because I was so fucking turned on by this guy. Everything that at first seemed ‘Ugly’ tm me when I first saw him now seems hot, sexual and almost primal. Knowing his body was being ravaged by AIDS somehow turned from thing of disgust to a sexual power I wanted. I looked into his AIDS wasted face and now saw my future and boy did that turn me the fuck ON! The POZ daddy pounded the fuck out of me while my raging boner slapped on my belly- oozing a steady stream of precum. His big infected cock was becoming noticeably harder in my ass. It felt thicker and his head was stabbing my second ring with every thrust. I knew he was close. "You gonna let daddy pump his POZ Babies in ya, son? You gonna let your daddy knock you up with his TOXIC Infected baby makers?” He said as his body was shaking. Somehow I felt as if I was already infected as if my brain was becoming POZ moment by moment. I wanted-- no, needed-- to feel him finish inside me! "Yes daddy, I want it, do it POZ ME!!.” was all I said. "Oh, here it cums son! Gonna load you with my POISON swimmers! Going to make you Pregnant right… Fucking… NOW!” A few more deep thrusts and then daddy gave out a throttled cry. I could feel his thick meat pulsing rapidly inside me and I knew his AIDS cum was painting my guts. I came seconds later-- not even touching myself and fell back utterly spent.. looking at his AIDS Wasted body, I felt right then he was the most sexual man in the whole world. Meanwhile as if fueled by unnaturally powers, the POZ Daddy kept fucking my raw, sensitive hole for several more minutes as I recovered. “Just relax my new POZ Son, Daddy wants to make sure his seed gets worked in proper into your new AIDS womb“ he told me. When he pulled out finally, it felt like a fist was being pulled from my ass. The sensation was incredible. My hole was gaping and gobs of his load were dripping onto my sheets. Daddy gently fingered the load back into me. "Gotta make sure my seed infects you boy, Your Boy Pussy is now my POZ Pussy. Daddy wants you to take good care of his seed until you’re finally Pregnant with my POZ babies.” He said as he collapsed on top of me. His skeletal, thin wasted body feeling like the most powerful man ever. After about 10 min of just saying there and catching our breaths, he caressed my body and fixed his eyes to look deep into mine. “You must listen to me Son, I know I have told you that I have given my body over to be consumed by the Virus. That is my purpose. Now that I have found a new home, you must promise me to not do the same. You must live a very long life to keep my strain alive as long as possible. Once my Seed has germinated within you, you must go on meds to stay healthy.” I looked at him shocked, my brain still swimming from accepting a life altering virus into me. “One day you will find you own son and then and only then will you go off meds to pass on my legacy” he said, and at last I understood my new purpose. He stayed the weekend, fucking me several more times. Two weeks later I got the fuck flu and called him back to tell him I was finally Pregnant with his AIDS. It was the happiest day of my life.

Part 9 Breathing heavily from the intense fuck I'd just given Ryan I pressed against his strong sweat-covered back, riding the high of the most enjoyable physical pleasures I'd ever known, reveling in the feel of my cock (still hard!!) inside his muscled chute coated with the warmth of my own cum spewed into him. But besides the physical sensations, I was aware of a different kind of reveling and enjoyment. A feeling, an attitude, bordering on getting turned on more and more by all the raw uninhibited mansex. Cheating on my wife but not just cheating like I know husbands do all the time, but cheating on her with other MEN and quickly feeling the need to have more of it. And more of the smoke - Tina, Drew had called it. It made all the dirty sex and unfaithfulness to my wedding vows somehow more exciting and seductive. And I had to admit I liked those thoughts and feelings! Starting to come down from my cum high I also became aware of another feeling that I was beginning to enjoy. The feel of Kevin's wet cockhead rubbing teasingly across my sweaty pucker, along with the feel of his tongue, lips and teeth nipping at the sensitive skin on the side of my neck. I moaned, louder than I realized until after the fact, recognizing at the same instant that all 3 of us had lost ourselves in our own sex play and forgetting all about Drew temporarily. That thought had just crossed my mind when I heard, “Whoa! What do we have here?!”, Then, “Hey Daddy Justin. Looks like you've been having a fun time!” I lifted my head from Ryan's shoulder and opened my eyes. Standing right next to me was Drew. Still naked, still hard and still making me want him again. And holding a nicely loaded glass pipe and lighter in one hand. Before I could even gather my thoughts to say anything, Drew said, “Here Daddy have some more fuck smoke. I know you've already had some today if you're playing with these two pigs! Haha! And I know you want more. I remember how much you liked it last week at my place,” he said in a low sexy voice. He placed the stem between my lips and started heating the contents and I immediately started drawing in the thick white smoke without hesitation. The smoke and clouds that Drew had introduced me to a week ago I naturally connected in my mind to all the forbidden and “wrong” and exciting things I did with him then and that I had been doing with Ryan and Kevin today. I wanted as much of the smoke as I could get if it meant more of all the hot sex these studs had shown me so far. Keeping his eyes locked on mine as I continued inhaling, Drew spoke to Ryan, whose ass was still filled with my hard cock. “So, cuz, how'd you like getting fucked by my sexy Daddy Justin? Knows how to use an ass pretty good for a beginner doesn't he?” Drew smiled at me as he said the last words and I felt my cock twitch inside Ryan's wet hole. Ryan clamped his ass muscles tight around my cock as Drew put the pipe stem to his lips and lit it for him. After blowing out a huge white cloud Ryan said, “Aw hell yeah cuz! His cock is made for fucking ass! And he dumped a big load of his married cum in my guts! I could feel every shot!” Ryan looked at me and said seductively, “You can fuck me anytime you want to, daddy. And breed me every time.” Drew put the pipe back at my lips and smiled at me as he answered Ryan. “Tell me about it bro! He filled me up with THREE fucking loads last week and I felt all of them. Three hot thick loads of his daddy cheating married party cum!! It was fucking perfect!” Looking at Drew's face I exhaled a thick cloud of the sweet smoke directly at his hard dick and as if I'd done it all my life my mouth followed the path of the cloud and for the first time in a week I had Drew's wet steel-hard dick in my mouth again! I moaned in satisfaction as I tasted his flesh and juices once more. I felt Drew's fingers stroking my hair and the side of my face as he pushed himself deeper towards my throat. “Aw fuck yeah daddy! I fucking love your mouth! Suck my big hard dick daddy. You like sucking your son's cock? The cock that you make so hard for you by letting me know how much you want it?” Caught up in the moment and my mind and cock being led by the Tina, I didn't even give any thought to the subliminal manipulation Drew was working on my mind and life-long ideals of right and wrong and morality. My focus was totally on pleasing the young stud who now had his cock in my throat and who wanted to be my son. I would do whatever I could to please my sexy son. Sliding my mouth off of his spit-covered cock I looked into Drew's eyes. “Fuck yeah son! Daddy loves sucking and tasting my boy's meat and dick juices. I want to make you feel so so good son!” Kevin, who at some point during all this time had finally released his hold on me pulled my face toward his and wordlessly pressed his lips against mine, followed by his tongue and the lungful of the smoke he had obviously just inhaled. I sucked the smoke in hungrily, sucking on his tongue as we ground our hard cocks against each other. Breaking the sloppy kiss, my body and mind and dick at a height of excitement and lust I'd never reached before, I looked at the 3 spun naked masculine men around me and spoke in a voice thick with smoke and raw animal hunger. “Damn guys! You are the hottest sexiest and wildest I couldn't have even imagined! You make me want to do everything we can with each other. I want to make all of you feel as fucking good as you make me feel.” I stopped my gaze on Drew and reaching out to stroke his hard young cock I said, “And I want to please you son any way I can. Daddy wants to make his son feel better than he ever has.” Drew pulled me tight against his toned hard smooth flesh. I felt both of his strong hands grab my muscled butt and knead my asscheeks as he licked my lips. He pulled back from my face just enough to let us look into each other's eyes. His were dark and enticing and seemed to be filled with a burning need. “I know what would really make me feel better than anything else Daddy.” Playing with his hard nips I answered, “What son? Daddy wants you to have it.” I felt Drew's hands tighten their grip on my butt. “I want to fuck you Daddy. I want to be the one to take your virginity. I want you to feel the hard cock that you and mom made pushing inside your cherry married ass and hear you beg for your own son's cum. Will you do that for me Daddy? Please?!!” My cock throbbed almost to the point of hurting when he said this. Oh fuck! I said to myself. (to be continued)

Chapter 24 He walked around behind the Kid The Kid was terrified, he knew the drugs were wearing off and that was a monster that was about to be forced into his ass. He was caught in a dilemma, he didn’t want that up his ass but he also didn’t want to go to jail. The Kid said “ I wanted to try to get that in his ass, but please be easy “. The Cop went behind the Kid and pushed the bloated head of his cock between the Kid’s cheeks. He Commented “ Your sloppy enough to maybe get me in you “. The Pressed his cock into the Kid’s ass but met a lot of resistance. The Cop spread open the Kid’s cheeks and pushed harder. The head started splitting open the Kid’s abused hole and began to penetrate. The Pain the Kid felt was unreal. In a strange way he wanted to get him inside him. The Cop asked the Kid “ Do you want me to stop “? The Kid answered “ No. I can do this “. The cop backed off a little and then pushed forward again. He could feel the Kid’s ring opening up and he pulled back again and gabbed the Kid’s hips and pushed into the Kid’s ass. The Head popped in and the shaft sank into the Kid’s now wrecked ass. The Kid’s eyes were wide open and tears were running down his face. It was extremely painful but in a perverse way he wanted this. He needed to see if he cold handle what no one else could. The Cop stared working back and forth. The Cop looked down at the Kid’s obscenely stretched hole. When he pulled back the Hole went with the cock and it looked like it was turning the Kid’s ass inside out. In an excited voice the Cop said “ The is the first ass I have gotten into, your fantastic “. The Cop was slowly pumping in and out as not to Kill the Kid. He felt his cock harden up and he knew he was getting ready to explode. The Kid felt the same thing and the Kid was worried as to how much harder and bigger it would get. The initial pain was not totally gone and now this monster was growing inside him. The Cop said “ Oh Shit “. He knew this was going to be a rough cum because of the tight hot hole he was in. He pulled the Kid’s hips to him and pushed up at the same time. The Kid went ridged, his mouth opened but nothing came out. The sudden massive violation caught him off guard. With the shock of everything he didn’t notice that the cop was unloading a massive load of thick cum in his ass. He didn’t realize it but the chem piss he received a short time ago was now working on him and it was helping him get through this. The Cop figured the Kid was on something when he looked at his eyes. What he didn’t know what the extent of the mixed cocktails the kid had in him. The Cop pulled out and the Cum poured out of the Kid’s ass and down his thighs. The Cop used the Kid’s soiled briefs to clean his cock off. He told the Kid that he was one of the best crack whores he has meet. He also said he suspected he was earning some money tonight also. The Kid walked home that way, staying to the shadows when a car came up. He had time to think and remembered that the Handler said he wanted to get to the Kid next weekend, and that he already had some ‘ Clients’ setup for him. He hoped that he would be able to get home without running into someone but dressed the way it was, Or wasn’t, he wasn’t sure

My first relationship after my step dad was when I was a freshman in college. I was not really interested in guys I was in school because as I know know I like older men. During my freshman year I became isolated and didn’t have many friends in college. I wanted to get a job to keep me busy and give me some extra money. I found a job working at Home Depot. It was an ok job. I met people and it filled my time. I worked in the garden section and there was a tall 6’3 handsome black man in his 40’s that would come in regularly that always caught my eye. Sometimes he would come in with a much younger boy that was white and thin and short like me. He came in with several boys over the months after I noticed him. I would always make sure I was the one that helped him and totally ignored any boy that he brought with him. He started to come in alone and I could tell he looked for me to help him. I did my best to flirt and he seemed receptive. One day he asked me to go on a date with him. I had never been on a date and didn’t really know what to do on one. I assumed sex so I jumped at the opportunity. He picked me up and took me to a nice restaurant where we talked and talked for hours. When we left I asked him if we were going back to his house and he said no he was taking me home. I must have been visually upset because when we got to my place he told me that he was HIV positive and didn’t have sex with boys that were not. He said we could still be friends and go to dinners and enjoy each other. He and I clicked so well that I agreed. We went on several more dates and I started to fall for him. I think he was feeling the same but still kept sex off the table. I was hooking up with random anonymous guys and I would tell him about it. I could tell it upset him but he tried to act like it didn’t. He was still breeding his little stable of boys and sometimes would throw that at me. It made me jealous. I told him I wished I was poz so that he would want more from me. He said sorry but that wasn’t going to happen. Over the coming months I worked on him. Because we were open with each other about our sexual experiences I would use the things that turned him on against him. For example he said he liked sexy underwear on boys so I would make sure I did something where he could see my lace thong or wear jeans or shorts that clearly showed him my ass. I wore him down over months and finally almost a year later he agreed to breed me. He was sooo good. His body is incredible and his cock is massive. He bred me for a few months regular until I came down with the fuck flu. I honestly was not really thinking of getting converted I was just so happy that this man I loved was breeding me I didn’t think about HIV. I don’t think he did either because when I got sick either of us thought about what it could be. My mom is a hospice nurse and suggested I get tested. I did and was diagnosed 4 months after my 18th birthday. We stayed together for another 7 years and I have zero regrets. He have reconnected and still stay in touch. When he is in town I show him a good time. Lol. He made me love sex with black men. They seem to know how to use bottoms like me.

Curious to hear from other total sub bottoms like me and learn what the most degrading thing or thing a top has done to you. I recently connected with a guy at my gym, and it's become a regular thing. Background on him - married to a woman with young kids, early 40s, in the military, in great shape and big dick (pic below). We meet up every few weeks in a seedy motel for what's become the roughest, most degrading fucking I've ever experienced (I obviously love it). Question is if other guys have found that straight men often crave this kind of primal sex...I'm convinced years of holding back for a woman has led this guy to be repressed, and he takes it out on me. Happy to talk over messages with guys who want to know more - don't want to say a banned phrase here - but needless to say it is the farthest from vanilla sex I've ever had. Genuinely curious though if others have experienced something similar.

Part 13 - Car ride John had taken care of all my medications as I clambered into the car. I saw a slight hesitation when he saw the box for Jeff but it passed in a flash as he squeezed my firm ass into the back seat with Kem’ Kem groped me deliciously in the backseat of the car as I lost composure. A second wave of ecstasy hit me and I blurted out everything that happened with the doctor like it was an everyday occurrence John and Zeke laugh from the front seat “yeah, that’s Harris” as Kem lifts my shirt and sucks on my nipple. “He said if you want to use me for Zeke you have to do it now or else I’ll be shooting blanks in no time” I repeat and Kem stops licking and I see John look in the rear view mirror. “Do you know what he meant” Kem whispers in my ear “No” I reply “Tell him Zeke” Kem teases I hear Zeke sigh - “I’m HIV negative” he proclaims matter of factly. All of this is so new to me that I have no idea what the context is or why that made a difference to what the doctor said John laughed as he turned the car. “Oh we’ve tried” he says “haven’t we Zeke’y boy? Had you sit on some very impressive and rarefied poz cocks, and still nothing” “He’s a persistent little fucker” Kem continues and I see Zeke blush “You…you want to be HIV-positive?” I ask as Kem idly tweaks my nipple. John glances over at Zeke, who meets the stare, sighing again. “Why?” I ask John laughs “cuz every club has rules kid. And ours is no different. Zeke wants to start his new life, the life he was born to, but we need him to absorb some poz cum before we can start” I blink confused “You don’t need to worry” Kem said “we converted you and you’re going to become something you only dreamed of” “But poz is the key…it’s the inviolable rule” John finished and I head Zeke sigh again. “We’ll get you there Zeke…promise” John whispered lovingly. “I’m the only failure in a long, long history of successes” he says almost angrily. “We’ll get you there” John reassured again. “And we only go for the natural method - cum up the ass. None of this fucking ‘new age’ brutal bullshit” Kem said directly to me as his hand slid under the seat of my pants. “Our conversions may take time, but they fucking take naturally” he said massaging my butt cheeks “Amen” John said “You know though - Harris is right. You might be able to help Zeke” Kem continued. John growled in the front seat - I wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t want Kem to say what he was going to say, or egging him on. “I hate asking a sub bottom like you, but would you help Zeke if you could?” Kem kissed my cheek I look at Zeke’s face as he peers behind him. “Fuck Zeke?” I manage to say John interjects. “Kem…we talked about this…” “I know…but he could help. We know you hate topping, but maybe we could make it easier for you?” I feel the car stop as John pulls in and pivots over his seat. “You don’t have to top son…” “You want to be poz?” I ask Zeke directly “and I can poz you?” The ecstasy haze is clearing and I am able to connect the dots. Zeke’s gorgeous, pleading eyes bore into my soul as Kem continues nibbling on my ear. “I’m caged…and…I’m not very good at topping” I stutter “but I cum a lot” Zeke starts smiling “Oh baby…I’ll make it so nice for you! I fucking promise” John watched everything happening with a disapproving fatherly-ness. “Relax John” Kem says. “Hmmm…” he growls again “We could move up the arrangement with Jeff?” Kem says “as a reward”. The word pushes a pleasure receptor in my brain… “…cum?” I ask and the car bursts out into laughter “You help Zeke and I promise we’ll cage you right back up and feed your hungry, poz ass a whole fuck tonne of cum…today if you like” Kem whispers “O-ok” I say “Zeke clambers into the backseat and straddles me. Kissing me deeply. I swear he’s delirious with happiness. Kem looks proud and John looks resigned. “No time like the present” Kem says “Fine” John says and removes the keys from the car. And from his pocket a small leather keychain with my cock cage key on it. “Give him a blue pill” John said “N…now” I stammer “Yes” John said authoritatively. Everything was going so fast and I was acutely aware of how groggy I was still feeling as the ecstasy was waring off and I was only recently recovered from my HIV fever. “I’ll phone Jeff - let him know….” John says to Kem as he exits the car and Kem smiles at me wickedly “So much poz cum” baby into my receptive ear. “Alright, lower the back seat Zeke” and he complied creating a long expanse of space between us and the boot of the car. “Get on you knees baby” Kem said pulling Zeke into a passionate embrace. “Make me proud son” he said as Zeke moved from the back seat, half way into the boot. “You’re a good boy son” Kem turns his attention to me as I hear John outside say something about timings. He pushed a thick blue pill into my mouth and kissed me. “Swallow it” he said and I did, I felt it stick in my throat so Kem told me to open wide and spat in my mouth - enough liquid to move the pill down my gullet. “Good boy…ok, time to say hello to your dicklet” as John reentered the car “All good?” Kem asked “Yup, the deal is made” he sighed. Kem patted his shoulder reverently as they both watched me. I was proud of my dick, but caging made me feel alive. It gave me a purpose I never knew I needed and being free of it, reminded me of how much of a slave I could be to my own pleasure - how often I’d beat off and spill the fluid that otherwise kept me eager and submissive. John watched me intensely and reminded me that it was ‘only once’ as some of my previously caged senses returned to the forefront of my brain. John growled as though he knew what was happening. “it’ll be fine John” Kem said as Zeke pulled pulled down his black jeans to reveal his perfect pale ass. It gyrated next to me and, magically my dick spring to life. It grew to its full, six inch solidity as I coughed a little. “Poor sick son” Kem said jokingly and passed my cage to John who handled it reverently. “Jeff was good?” Kem whispered to John “Yeah” he said almost curtly “It’ll be fine” Kem soothed “I know…” John sighs “We don’t have a choice” Kem said “He’s flawless” John admitted glancing over me again “he should be ours.” “I know…” Kem sighed reverently…”but we owe this to Zeke…to try” John ran his hand down his face “Yeah” he said looking at Zeke who bent down on his haunches to expose one of the most sensational holes I’d ever seen. Naturally hairless, perfectly tight and a shade of rose pink that looked like soft blush. “Go on baby” Kem encouraged, Zeke wants it. “Needs it” John said “open wide baby” and I knew he was referring to his ability to absorb my cum. “Please baby” I heard Zeke say to me I move myself behind Zeke, conscious my limbs are still a little sore from the examination - my normal strength still sapped from sickness. I look back at John. He nods at me, gives me permission, as I sink my face into Zeke’s hole. He moans as I eat him out. It feels so good to be buried in such a hot ass, and I can tell Zeke is enjoying it. “Ok, easy boy…let’s get your cum in Zeke and then cage you back up” John said “Relax John” Kem said almost angrily But railed off as John shot him an annoyed look. It was clear that John wanted this to be over quickly - like I was betraying some part of me he had been keen to keep intact. I sense the tension so stop my ministrations in Zeke’s ass and line my cock up against his hole. I take a deep breath against my rising anxiety - there’s a reason I’ve only ever topped twice in my whole life - and nervous thoughts of performance start to cloud my judgment. “Breathe baby - you’re doing great” Kem said pushing me forward, reading my expressions, and encouraging me. I spit on Zeke’s puckering hole and raise my cock head to kiss it. I breathe and shove the anxieties away. I push and I feel Zeke’s hole prise apart. “Oh my fuck” Zeke and I cry at the same time and I hear Kem kissing John to calm him down. Lost in our dual worlds of sexual bliss, I grab Zeke’s tight, glorious hips and pull him back on to my shaft. “Thank you baby” he nearly cries as my shaft is swallowed by his ass. As I sink my entire cock into him his tight sphincter belies the glorious smooth envelope of his ass as his anal walls flux around the length of my dick. “Ugh” I moan “Yeah?” Kem says as I feel his finger snake up my pussy. “Oh Fuck” barely a minute has passed and my cock erupts. I know everyone thinks they cum loads, but I truly do, I violently spray 12 shots of my newly poz semen into Zeke “Fuuuuuck” I cry as I feel the cum floods out of me and into this twink’s right, neg body. “Ok…” John said as I ride my orgasm to completion “Wait” I say “I can fill him again..I can make sure” I say trying to be helpful I feel Kem and John look at each as I hear Zeke say ‘thank you’ I rotate my hips and grind my fresh load into his glorious pussy. I pound him for seven long minutes, stretching his sphincter’s ability to clamp down on my cock, before I announce my second orgasm. “Fucking take it Zeke” I blurt out as 7 more ropes of cum spray out of my flaring cock-head and into his waiting ass. As my orgasm fades the virulence of my poor health catches up to me - the exertions of the day finally draining me. My cock pops out of Zeke and I find myself slowly collapsing. I hear myself say something as strong arms catch me as I pass out.

Part 4: Bridge to depravity I was flying high. The guy was fingering my while I just laid there next to him. My ass was incredibly loose. I felt him deeply, like every sensation was elevated to a point where it was almost overwhelming. I loved the sensation, but I was craving dick. I wanted dick. I wanted to be used, abused, and filled. I was going to get more of what I wanted. “How long you here for? You got this place completely to yourself?” The guy was asking me questions, but I couldnt respond very well. I was too out of it. I just groaned something like yes, alone, and till Tuesday. “Good. We got time then.” He shifted off the bed, pulling his fingers out of my ass, and I heard him walk out of the room. I couldnt do much but lay there. I was too fucked up to do more. My soft cock was cold in my cummy jock, but I kept gyrating on the bed. I was cock crazed and wanted more. He returned a few moments later and he grabbed my arms roughly and spun me around. I was now laying across the bed, with my head slight over one side, and my legs and ass at the other end, pointing up. He slapped my ass hard. “Gotta get your ready for the rest of the day!” I felt him fasten something against my arms, then my arms being pulled roughly to the ground and then taught, like I was tied to the bed’s legs. Then he followed with the legs. I was now spead eagle, ass up, and tied to the bed. I couldnt fight if I wanted to and I wasnt particularly unhappy, but somewhere, my brain new I was now in very dangerous territory. But just as I thought that, I pictured Trev getting filled with raw stranger cock and I instantly felt electricity course through me. I felt purpose. I felt desire. I felt needed. The top walked around and shoved his softening cock in my mouth and placed his fingers in my ass again. “First one is almost here. I put your address up on a few sites. We are going to whore you out. I might as well make a bit of money off of this venture. Slut.” He pulled out of my mouth, grabbed my neck and jaw roughly, and then placed a cup up to my lips. “Open. Swallow.” I did. He poured a salty liquid into my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow. I gagged and coughed a bit, but I couldnt take much time for myself, as he shoved his dick right back in my mouth. As he did, I heard music start playing. The scene was set. I was going to be the druggy cumdump bottom for his wildest fantasies. I heard the doors open, followed by a voice. Things were hazy, I felt in and out of it. Time didnt seem to follow in a logical rational way. It felt like moments later I was being filled with a cock. I didnt even notice clothes being removed. I heard more voices. I felt cocks being removed, then put in, and it seemed like cocks were in rotation. I heard grunting and chatter between the music and other sounds. I felt really wet like my ass and crotch were soaked in fluids. I knew it was jizz, but I didnt care. I heard his voice next to my ear. “You are getting used by so many strangers. YOu have taken at least 5 loads already. How does that feel, slut?” I could only groan. Time went on like this for a while, until suddenly it seemed to be over. I was in and out of it. I noticed my hands were no longer tied, nor were my feet. I was free on the bed, but still blindfolded. I also didnt feel as fucked up. I felt warm and raw, but not high in the same way. I reached up and pulled my blindfold off. The room was mostly the same as when everything started, a few water bottles around and the bed was definitely messed up. Sheets were soaked and the room smelled of sex, but otherwise, things were okay. On the nightstand there was a piece of paper and a small bag. I opened up the paper. It was a message, presumably from the most recent top I invited over. “Hey slut, great job tonight. There are some treats in the bag and some money for your time. The guys loved you.Message me when you wake up for your next instructions. Dont forget. I know where you live and have copied a lot of your contact details. If you don’t message me and follow instructions, I am sending pictures of you getting used to everyone’s contact information. Mom, dad, friends, family, co-workers. Dont let that happen.” Wow, did things ever get out of hand. I could have left, I could have done something else, but I opened my phone and texted. “Hi, just waking up. What are my instructions?” Things have gotten way out of hand.

I was so stunned, I just shut up. My ass was burning as he continued jabbing his cock into my by now tender ass. How the hell had this happened? "Now, are you going to be a good boy?" I didn't really see much choice, so I nodded my head and bit my lip as he assaulted my ass with his thick cock. "Good, because with those straps you're not going anywhere until I say you are. Just relax and try to enjoy it." After a while, my tight virgin ass must have loosened enough to begin to feel some pleasure, more intense with his cock than a finger had been. By this time he'd settled into steady rhythm. Suddenly he stopped with his cock buried to the hilt and I felt him lean over me. "Now, you keep being a good boy and open that mouth for me, fed up of listening to you." Scared of what might happen if I refused, I opened my mouth and felt a rubber ball be shoved between my teeth stretching my jaw. It was fixed in place with a strap behind my head. He then pulled up straight and started fucking me hard, I could feel his low hanging balls slapping against my cheeks as he pounded me. "Just thought, you never did ask about the meaning of my tattoo, did you boy?" What? Why the hell were we talking about tattoos while this sleazy older guy was railing me? "Well..uh...maybe you should have." His breathing was getting a bit ragged. "It, ugh, means I've got HIV, mmm!" After this finally processed through my brain, I tried in vain to buck him off, but he just leaned his weight forward and started jackrabbiting in my ass. "That's it, take my poz load and join the club!" He made one final thrust into my tender asshole and stayed there buried to the hilt as he groaned. I could feel the full weight of his flabby body leaning on me as he caught his breath. After a few minutes, he pulled his cock out unceremoniously and slapped my ass again in the same spot, it was just as hard but the pain was nothing compared to my poor asshole. "Oh, by the by, that's what the tattoo is for." He chuckled. I heard the door open, I squirmed and moaned through the ball gag, thinking he was forgetting to at least untie me. "I told you, you're not going anywhere until I say so. I'll just leave you there with that sweet arse pointed towards the front door. Don't worry, it tends to get busier about now, so you'll have company soon."

New on a page so decided to share a short story about me cheating on my husband. 🙃 I decided to get my husband out of town, so bought him tickets so he can visit his best friend abroad for a weekend. Once the weekend approached, I decided to go full on cheating. In the morning he left for the airport and I sprang into action - installed Grindr on my phone, put some pics together, and started looking who’s around. Couple of hours later he took off and I invited a guy to come by for a quick “fun”. He came by and we went straight to bedroom. Guy #1: he was tall, aged 38, hairy, vers guy, gay. We started kissing, clothes were off in couple of min, we sucked each other and he said, as you have a big tool I want you to fuck me. As usually with my husband I’m the bottom one, I was like ok, and fucked him bare. I fucked him for 10 or so min when he was like, I think I will cum soon, so I started to fuck him like no tomorrow and shot my cum in his hole. He was over the moon as I was. As his luck break was coming to an end soon, he quickly went to wash himself up, and left with my cum in him back to the office. While he was leaving many messages arrived on Grindr, all horny and ready to fuck. So the weekend has started. Needless to add , that day I was “working from home”. Sat back at the laptop, joined couple of meetings. husband was landing, and i was looking who will be next. Workday was approaching end, and a guy hit me up and said he is looking for a sucker. As I love to suck dicks, I was like okay, drop by. Guy#2: bit taller than I am, 40, married. Again came into my apartment, looked the doors, I told him come and follow me, went to bedroom, where I told him to lay down, he complied. I sucked him hard. He was soo excited that he came so fast in couple of min. He was over the moon. He zipped up his pants and was already leaving. Work was up, and I still felt horny. It was Friday and I remembered that in town we have cruising bar which has opened couple of month back. Last time I was there, it was empty, but as it’s autumn and cold outside, I was like, okay, let’s hit the place and see what’s going on there. Prepared myself at home, loobed up my ass, and was on the way to cursing place by 11. Got to one of the last buses to downtown and was at the place around 11.30. Entered, put my things way in the looker, and started to walk around to see what’s going on. And met a friend who I have previously met on some cruising places outdoors in town before. Guy #3: not so much taller than me, 24, a bit chubby, top, with good 19cm (7 inch) dick. We went to cabin and as soon as we closed it, his dick was in my mouth, sucked him a bit and he pressed me against wall and he asked again cheating on your husband? I was like: “yeah!”. And held my head against wall and was pushing his dick in my hole. I was tight and he said take it cheater! With him pushing and fucking by bare ass, I was so happy and told him to rape my tight hole. He fucked me hard and came into my hole. I was now ready to take some more dicks. We went to bar and had a drink, chatted a bit, checked out other guys. Before long, our dinks were empty and he told me to follow him. We went back to cabin where he puts me against the wall again and uses my hole for dumping his load. After this he decides to go home. As 2 loads were already into my ass, I was just getting started. Walked around, saw some guys sucking each other, and as one guy was looking and stroking his dick, I decided to seduce him, he followed me to cabin. Guy#4: tall, with beard, was around 30, had ring on his finger, so I assume married also 16 cm (6inches) dick. He was sort of gentle and he was also quite quick to finish up. I was laying down and he was just fucking me. Before he was getting close he asked if he can cum in me, and I was like - you have to! He came and we went separate ways. Looked around sucked off 2 guys in glory hole. All cum in mouth. It was starting to get early, and many guys were starting to leave. As it was 4 am it wasn’t surprise to me, but I still wanted some more. Then came from nowhere, a hot guy appeared. Guy#5: bearded, leather jacket, hairy, rock hard 20 (7.8 inch) cm dick, Spanish guy. We started with kissing in hallway, and he took my hand and asked me to follow. We arrived at public room where anyone could see us. Theme in the room was public bathroom, with cabins. He took me into one, and we started to kiss again. He slapped my face and spat in it. (I have never been in such situation before but I liked). He looked at me, and pushed me down to suck his dick. I sucked and he enjoyed it. After some time he pulls me up, turns me around. He spits on his fingers and puts them in my hole. It’s tight but I try to relax. The spits on his cock, and pushes with one go into my tight hole. I screamed a little, and other guys started to arrive as the wanted to see who is getting fucked. As he shovels his dick in me, he pulls my head closer to his and askes, who am i cheating, and is he here in the club? I said, how do you know I’m cheating? He answers: your ring dummy! (I totally forgot that I had still my ring on, which I prob should have left at home) Well it was too late and I said to him, my husband who is not here, I’m just a cheating whore here for weekend. He said - good! And started to fuck me hard against stalls wall, others were looking and jerking. He fucks me for a while and shows off his furry body. After changing some positions he cums in my hole. Before leaving he says, if you want me more, get one more cumload in you and I will cum in yours again. I was sooo horny that I started to look for some cock. I really wanted that Spanish guy again but as he said I need more cocks in me first. So I decided to order one more drink, and hunt for some more. Picked up the guy #4 and told him I need those cum. And he complied, we went to open darkroom where he pushed me against wall and fucked me. Others started to kiss me. Action was getting quite some attention, and soon after Spanish guy entered the room. He looked, jerked his cock. Came to me and while guy#4 was still fucking me, he was like - I can see you really like cheating. And guy#4 was cuming in me. Spanish guy took over and pushed his in, others were watching. He fucked me again against dark room wall, filled my hole. Once he pulled out, unknown guy slides in his cock. In my mind I was thinking, okay, now I’m becoming everyone’s slut. Unknown guy#6 was with full thrust fucking my hole, and he soon whispered in my ear - here you go slut some poz load, and I just said fill me up! As soon as I said it, he fills my hole. I was without any air so I left the dark room soon after he came in me. This was intense. Checked again my phone - 5am. Shit, I should soon get going home. Spaniard approached me and said give me your number, I want your cheating tight hole also tomorrow. We exchanged user ids in chat app and I decided to call a night. Got to my looker, dressed up and felt that I’m leaking cum. Got home, it was about 6am. And left to sleep. Woke up around 11am and was horny af. Decided to have some food, shower. Started with chat with Spaniard. Hey how are you? He was still not reading so prob still sleeping. Since night in the city I had tons of messages on Grindr. Took me some time to go thru them all. Rest of the weekend I didn’t meet anyone as after such intense fucking, my hole was really not feeling good. We spent rest of the weened cheating with Spaniard who is living in the same city so agreed to see him again some time. Sunday came and my husband was back home. He didn’t suspect anything. Now thinking, hmm, if so lucky, maybe I should send him again on weekend outside country.

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.

BONUS CHAPTER TODAY! Not knowing what tropical storm Nikki may bring to my area, posting today rather than tomorrow. Next Chapter: The Exam. The exam began like any normal exam. Height, weight, BP, the usual. As the doctor was checking my balls, I started getting hard. I was a bit embarrassed, but he said that was a normal reaction, and a good sign. He then asked if I had thought about pozzing anyone once I became poz. I told him that I had thought about it, but was worried my equipment wasn't the best to poz someone. He said just look at his cock. It was about the same size as mine, yet it looked longer on his wasting body. He continued by saying that he has pozzed others with a similar cock. That was a relief to me! The doctor then instructed me to put my legs in the stirrups and took out a speculum to open my ass wide. He said that my hole was quite flexible, and that he was sure that my partner helped out with that. I asked the doctor to retrieve my phone from my pants, and take a closeup of my wide open hole, to which he agreed. After he loosened the speculum and said it was time for a prostrate exam. He explained that I was too young to know what one was like, but normally the Dr would simply insert a finger to feel the prostrate for cancer. He explained that if it was OK, he'd be inserting his cock, not to check for cancer, but to see how I reacted. He then put his cock in me, and started fucking me. It wasn't long before I started to precum. My partner and the waiter entered the exam room, just as I shot a huge load on my chest and face. The doctor then released his nut into me after a few grunts. The doctor then congralated us on our decision and added by saying it was his option that I not only wanted it, but needed it. I looked at my partner, and said the doctor was right, and I wanted him to be the one to poz me. A huge smile came over my partners face, and he planted a huge kiss on me. The doctor did the same with the waiter. The doctor explained that he still had to do an HIV and STI tests, which would become a normal routine but he would be honored to see my partner breed me. The waiter asked if he could breed me too. The doctor said absolutely not! He said there would be plenty of time to breed me once I got the fuck flu. Just like the Dr helped him during his fuck flu. The doctor even said that he was thinking about going off meds to help me through the flu phase. With that, my partner told me to get on the table and we'd make love for the last time while both of us were still negative. The Dr walked over to a cabinet, and retrieved a glass pipe, and said don't mind us, we'll be celebrating too. As much as I wanted to smoke too, and we agreed it should only be done in a solo situation ans I wanted our last negative session to be completely sober, and enjoy the moment. My partner began making love to me and the doctor wheeled over some sort of machine. He explained that it was a sonogram, typically used on pregnant women but it was also great to see a cock up an ass. He applied a cold liquid on my lower stomach, and put the pad on it. Sadly he didn't let us watch the video, but said he'd give me a copy of it. He explained that as I had made up my mind to have my partner poz me, there was to be no anal sex for at least the next 2 weeks to insure that it was him that gifted me. He said that I was free to breed others though and suck as much cock as I could. The doctor said that he would test my partner every few days, and determine when he became toxic again. He said it normally took 2 weeks, but he'd seen it happen faster in rare cases. He then said he'd be happy to provide a place for my conversion to take place. He said it would be at his home, and not in the office. He continued by saying that it should be in a romantic setting. He continued by saying it would be an honor to video it to create a lasting video. We both agreed to that! Next Chapter: Hell Weeks

Chapter 10 Dr.Poz. Both the waiter and my partner took me to the doctor. He was an older grey Haired gentleman. He wasn't physically built, and his face was somewhat sunken in. After being introduced, he suggested that the waiter and my partner go into the next exam room and have some fun, as he knew they both enjoyed having their legs up in the exam table stirrups. The Dr took me into the exam room, and told me he knew of my situation and was here to answer any questions that I might have. In addition he would also give me an exam. The doctor started by saying that choosing to become poz is a major decision. He continued by saying that many, like him, were not given the choice, and simply stealthed by someone. He continued by saying that he was stealthed in the same fuckternity that I was in and added that there were several current undetectable brothers there, and at least one that refuses to go on meds. RInteresting as I'd taken loads from every guy in the fuckternity, and most of them multiple times! I told the Dr that my partner answered most of my questions but I had one that I was afraid to ask him. What is it really like to live being poz? He said that was a great question and I was the first to ever ask it. He said that most guys he saw were there to go on prep, but understood that I had already pretty much made up my mind on becoming poz. I indicated that I had and that my partner also showed his commitment by flushing his meds last night. He said he knew I was a pig, and that it was likely to happen eventually. He continued by saying that i was presented with a unique situation. He continued by saying that becoming poz can be both a good and bad experience. He started with the bad by saying he had lost his partner to Aids. He said that it was his partners choice to avoid meds to prevent that from happening, and he respected that. I asked what about him. He said that he too resisted meds for quite some time, as it was his desire to become full blown. He then took off his shirt to show me how his body had become wasted. He explained that many younger poz guys were gym rats and were on prep and keeping their bodies in top shape. He explained that they would often take med holidays, similar to what my partner had suggested. He continued by saying that there was also a good side to it. I asked how so? He said in some cases, like mine, it created a closer bond with their partner. He continued by saying that he had spoken with him, and assured me that he told him that he would love me regardless of my final decision. I then asked what it was like after becoming poz? The Dr stated that he wasn't sure what I meant, but would try and answer. He said that many guys made the decision to chase HIV, and offer their asses to every and anyone who would take it. He said chasing cumdumps never asked a guys status and would take any and all the cum they could hoping they woukd become infected. He said he didn't consider me a chaser, just a random cumdump. Not someone who was chasing HIV, but someone who knew he would eventually get it. I told the Dr that he started to hit the nail on the head, but what happens to the chasers once they poz? He explained that the chase never ends. Some guys wanted different strains, and some even chased becoming full blown. He stated that if i continued to want to see him, it was on the condition that i never become full blown. He continued by saying that i had a long life to live, but AIDS would shorten that significantly. With that, he suggested that he get naked and begin the exam. Although I thought it was odd that he wanted to get naked, I agreed. Next Chapter: The Exam

*****13***** The Master seemed pleased with me the following morning. He told me I would be fine now had fixed me. He said he had arranged for a master he knew to loan him a slave who had been taught waxing, to spend some time with us and teach a couple of us how to do it properly. We would then be responsible for maintaining the other slaves. He said 3 would be the other boy. He also told me that there would be a "Gathering" next week and that all slaves would need to be in first class condition as they would be viewed and inspected by other masters. He said he took great pride in his slaves and how they looked and how they behaved. He told me to pass on this information to the other slaves and then said "Tell them if any of them let me down they face severe consequences" He looked at me and said "Like you did. You will be responsible for their condition. Make sure they are waxed and cleaned, inside and out. Don't let me down" I said Thankyou for trusting me to do this sir" At which point he told me to leave. I thought about what he had said about the 'Gathering' and what that meant exactly. Obviously there would be lots of sex but, I wanted to find out how it went down. 3 told me he hadn't been to one and wanted to know as well. So, we approached 2. He had been here the longest, at least three years he thought. "I've been to six. The other masters bring some of their slaves or we go to them. The Masters take their pick and fuck who they want. A couple of times they've made a slave fuck another slave while they watch. Sometimes a Master might take a slave to another room to fuck. Some are very cruel. One time a slave refused to clean a masters hole after he had a shit and the slave was badly beaten then infront of everyone then had his tongue cut out. The Master said he didn't deserve a tongue if he refused to use it. Once a Master brought a new slave with him and allowed another master to poz him infront of everyone. Sometimes a master will put a slave up for sale or have an auction for a particular slave. All we have to do is do what we're told. There's no set procedure" A few days later the Master called for 3 and I to attend him in his office. There was another master present and a young slave. He was to instruct us in different types of waxing. The Master said we were to practice on each other. The other master was quite old and had obviously been told of my castration. My Master said "Come here and show Master David your castration scar" I felt very self conscious as I walked over this man I had never seen before and lifted my gown. Master David lifted my cock out of the way and ran his forefinger along my scar. "A very nice job. I do like a young eunuch. I'll be looking for you next week at the gathering" At which point he turned me around and gently ran his hands over my buttocks. "Mmmm, quite delightful" Then he told us to go and learn how to wax. The other slave we learned was called 'Paul' That was the name his master had given him. I had assumed all slaves were given numbers but apparently it was up to each master to choose names which is as it should be. He told us that his master was very kind and despite his age had a huge sexual appetite. He had nine slaves and would occasionally fuck them all in a day. The instruction went well. I hadn't realised there were so many different types or ways to wax a body. ***To be continued ***

Living in London - and having a thicker build - I get a lot of attention from black men. I'm on PreP - so they know to pump me full... I personally don't like the BBC label - it sorta squicks me out - but I did take a particularly large cock from a black guy last week - it was thicker than my wrist and my ass did me proud that day.... I was surprised I could take it so easily... His load... I swear I could've filled a solo cup when it worked its way out of me me later that day.

For the last week Luke’s sex drive had been steadily increasing. After taking that first load from Nick he’d found he wanted sex more and more. It was partly [banned word] they were breaking, but it was also the deep and burring lust they felt for each other. There was something else too. Nick was a connection, a thread leading back, to a time and a place Luke had never gotten to experience. He was a direct line back to a time of wild sexual freedom for gay men, one that had vanished and never quite returned. He longed to be part of that world. He wanted to live with the wild abandon Nick had in those days. Every time he had sex with Nick, felt his uncle unload inside him, he felt that thread pull tight, and he was part of that world. Even so, there was an open promiscuity he longed for. Not that Nick in any way was stopping him, or would be upset in the least if Luke went out and got laid. Really everything that Nick had told him, and everything that Luke had read about Nick’s life made him pretty damn certain that Nick would actually be excited to find Luke’s hole dripping with someone else’s load. He looked for a moment at the grid on his phone screen, and then the decision came. He wanted to get fucked, and in a world where the Chelsea Piers had become an upscale rec center, Grindr would have to do. A week of talking loads from his uncle, who was almost 30 years his senior, had done nothing to reduce Luke’s interest in older guys. He was on a quest for some thick daddy dick. Luke sent a message to Jack, the older guy who had bred him the week before when the journal had gotten him similarly worked up, and sent a few messages out on Grindr. After a few minutes though the pickings seemed slim, and no one was really getting back to him. He felt frustrated. His cock throbbed in his jock, and his hole twitched. “Fuck this,” he said, and got off of the couch. He grabbed a pair of short cut offs he’d made from a pair of jeans recently, the fringe bottoms of the legs ending just below his butt cheeks, and pulled on a tank top. With his wallet and room key in hand, he headed out the door, and downstairs to the gay bar next door. As soon as he walked in Luke thought, “Oh, well this is where all the daddies are.” The bar was awash in hot older men of ever variety. Luke made his way over to the bar and ordered a beer. He leaned on the bar looking around while he waited for his drink. Just down the bar a couple of guys in their early fifties in suits sat. Next to them a guy, probably 45, in a white t-shirt stretched tight across a barrel chest sat. On Luke’s other side was a mustachioed man in his late fifties with a wild amount of chest hair spilling out from the open collar of his shirt. It was however the man in a black tank top and light weight shorts walking toward the bar that really drew Luke’s eye. He was tall, probably a few inches over six foot, with close cropped salt and pepper hair. He had a little bit of a gut and big burly chest. His skin was tanned a deep olive under the dark black brown hair that covered his torso. He noted Luke’s eye and smiled at him. He slipped between Luke and the mustachioed man, leaning over to get the bartenders attention. Luke could smell a warm manly scent off of him. The bartender brought back Luke’s beer, he took a big sip of it, pulling all the foam off in one gulp. The man also ordered a beer, and when it was returned to him he turned to Luke. “Cheers,” he said, his voice a low buttery baritone. Luke clinked his glass against the man’s, “Cheers. I’m Luke.” “Dallas,” he replied. There was a slight drawl hiding behind his vowels, like someone who had spent a chunk of their life learning to suppress a thick childhood accent. “Nice to meet you.” “You too,” Luke flashed a big bright smile. “You seem a little out of place here today.” “What do you mean?” “Well you’re the youngest guy in here by at least a decade.” “Maybe that’s how I like it.” “Oh, is that so?” They were definitely flirting now, both of them had a wicked twinkle in their eye, and they were leaned slightly together. “Yeah. In my experience guys my age are fun, but older guys are better.” “In your experience.” “In my experience, that’s right.” “At your age how experienced could you possibly be?” They were almost touching now. They leaned together, closing the distance a little more with each line, their voices getting softer and more intimate. “More than you would expect.” “Or are you just some cocky young buck?” “Why don’t you meet me in the bathroom and find out?” “Lead the way boy.” They both downed their beers and left the glassed on the bar. To anyone who had been paying any attention to them it was completely obvious what was happening, and the mustachioed man gave a Luke a knowing smile. The men’s room was a long narrow room with a couple of sinks by the door, a long silver metal trough running the length of one wall instead of individual urinals and four stalls at the back. The stalls were all empty, and Luke and Dallas immediately went into the last and largest stall. There was a beat after the door locked where they just looked at each other, attraction crackled between them. Then, as if cued to do so, they both pulled their shirts off and leapt forward. Dallas’s big rough hands grabbed at Luke’s back and pulled him close as Luke’s hands went instinctively for the other man’s nipples. Their faces slammed together in a wet violent kiss. They wrestled each other, frantically exploring the other’s bodies. Luke quickly found that Dallas had no underwear on under his shorts, and his quickly hardening cock was straining against the thin fabric of his shorts. Luke grabbed the thick shaft, and smiled. Dallas’s dick wasn’t wildly long but it was massively thick. Luke was going to get stretched good. Luke dropped to his knees on the bathroom floor, pulled Dallas’s shorts down and swallowed his cock in one move. The head was pointed, but quickly widened out to a broad shaft that continued to fatten all the way to be base where a thick bush of pubes obscured the root. Luke’s nose as almost immediately buried in those pubes. He gulped and sputtered getting all of Dallas’s meat into his mouth. He made sure to slather spit all over the shaft, he wanted it slick and easy to mount. He had no idea what Dallas’s plans were but his plan was to get that monster into his ass quickly. Dallas let out an appreciative groan, his hands resting against the stall door above Luke. Luke pulled back and spat onto Dallas’s shaft, gave it a few strokes and stood back up. He kissed Dallas, forcing his tongue into the older man’s mouth. Then he undid his shorts, turned around and presented his ass. Dallas gave a low whistle, “Damn boy, you do know what you want.” He pressed his cock forward, lining it up with Luke’s eager hole. As soon as Luke felt that pointed tip hit his hole he pressed back. He wanted to feel the girth of Dallas’s cock opening him up, stretching his already well fucked hole wide. “Fuck, you took that like… is that a load I feel boy?” “A couple actually. I told you I was experienced.” “Fucking pig. I’m going to breed you fucking deep.” Dallas didn’t warm Luke up at all, not that he really needed it, but just went right to brutally fucking Luke’s hole. He felt his ass open wide, and accept Dallas’s girthy meat easily. Soon the sound of dick slamming into a sloppy hole echoed off the tiles of the bathroom. They weren’t’ being particularly quiet. This wasn’t exactly the sort of bar where guys fucked in the bathroom regularly, but it certainly wasn’t unheard of either. Dallas had once bred a guy in this very bathroom while the guy’s boyfriend guarded their drinks. He held onto Luke’s hips, dragging the boy’s furry cheeks back into his vicious thrusts. Luke clung to the stall door, sweat running down his back. It was hard not to scream as his hole was gaped open. He panted and grunted. Dallas groaned every so often, and murmured a guttural, “Fuck yeah” or “Take it.” Dallas, not caring if the whole bar knew he was breeding the only young guy in the place, let out a roar as he hammered his cock home and started to pump his seed into Luke. Luke let out a long sigh as he felt Dallas’s meat pulse inside of him. His guts were flooded with more warm seed and he felt peace wash over him. When the older man’s orgasm had subsided Luke said breathlessly, “thank you.” “No, fuck, thank you. I needed that.” Dallas said, kissing Luke (much more tenderly now) on the lips. “Give me your phone kid.” Luke pulled his shorts up, and took his phone out of the pocket. “Here’s my number, call me.” They dressed quickly and opened the stall door. There, standing across from the stall, just in front of the trough, was the mustachioed man. His pants were around his ankles and he was stroking a hard long cock. Luke looked down at the salt and pepper pubes, the veiny shaft, and the low hanging balls. “Fancy one more load kid,” the man asked. Luke took a beat and then said, “Get in here.”

lol the first time I got an apartment some of the neighbours assumed I was a hooker just cause of how many guys were in and out of my apartment and a lot of them would only stay for like 15-20 minutes or less before leaving. that combined with the fact that I have always been a pretty obvious faggot and pussyboy and have been wearing girly and slutty clothing since elementary school. but mostly it was just cause I’m VERY VERY slutty and a lot of guys like to take advantage of a sure thing when they want a fuckhole or a quick blowjob. so even a lot of straight guys would hit me up, come by, smoke a j with me then sit back and get sucked off or get adventurous and fuck my girly ass. a couple neighbours told the super they were sure I was a hooker and turning tricks every day out of my apartment but I convinced him that I was actually just a “total whore” and he thought it was so hot he actually fucked me a bunch of times. didnt give me any breaks on the rent but I didn't really care lol. I had a similar situation in highschool where my mother accused me of being a hooker just cause I had so many guys in my room for sex and they were often significantly older. (the day she made the accusation I brought home a 25 year old and forgot to lock my bedroom door when he fucked me. she walked in and he just continued for several seconds and came in me before pulling out, getting dressed and leaving). I also assured her that her little baby boy was just a very slutty little faggot lol

******12****** When I return to the cellar the anaesthetic began to wear off quite quickly. The following day the pain from my castration was worse than before. I felt filthy with the weasels sperm leaking from my arse and in my body from the load I had swallowed. I couldn't shower because the wound had to be kept dry and now I was starting to feel ill, like I was coming down with a cold. I thought maybe the wound was becoming infected. By midday I had thrown up and I had a temperature. As the day went on I was unable to get out of bed which was soaked from my sweat. 3 was so concerned he went to see the Master who arranged for the weazle to attend. I was delirious by the time he got there and I only have a feint recollection of his visit. Apparently the wound was fine but, he gave me a penicillin injection anyway. He said in all likelihood I was converting after being infected with the Masters HIV. I didn't hear any of this conversation I was so out of it. A couple of the other slaves nursed me through all this and I am forever in their debt. I had never been so ill before and never so, since. The fever lasted for a five full days and it took me another week to recover. By then my wound had started to look alot better. I was able to have a gentle shower and although still slightly swollen I liked the smoother look. I hadn't had an erection since I'd been castrated but, then I had had the fuck flu, as 3 had called it, for two weeks including my recovery. I hadn't seen the Master since the day my testicles had been removed and I wondered if he would ever want me again. I also wondered how 5 was. I hoped he was okay and knew I would never see him again. I hope he hadn't suffered the same fate as me. 3 assured me he wouldn't have as he was the passive partner. It was another couple of weeks before the Master demanded my attendance in his bed chamber. As I knocked on the I was extremely nervous. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to show him that I wanted to be a good slave. To serve him in anyway he desired. I would do anything to prove myself. "Come" He shouted. I opened the door then closed it behind me. He was standing with his hands on his hips looking me and down. "Strip" I was shaking as I de-robed. My cock looked tiny. He looked at it and nodded his approval. "Good I see your dick is behaving. Come here" He commanded. He took hold of my cock and began to stroke it softly, paying particular attention to the glands. I can't say it wasn't pleasurable, it certainly was but, there was no physical reaction, not even a drop of semen. He looked pleased as he removed his dressing gown. He told me to lay back on the bed and spread my legs. He lifted my limp cock and examined the fading scar where my testicles and scrotum had once been. He made a sound of approval. "I think I'm going to have to castrate all my slaves. It looks beautiful. Now turn over, I'm going to fuck senseless, eunuch" It had been so long since he fucked me I felt like a virgin as he ripped into me. He pounded me hard and the pain was immense but I didn't care. When he filled me with his seed he thrust deeper than any man had ever been. I could feel his cock throbbing as pumped it into me, filling my guts. I didn't need telling to clean him afterwards and true to form he was soon filling my mouth with his second load. I served him another three times that night. Each ejaculation was as large as the first. I admired his large balls that were able to produce so much seed. I love to lick them and feel their weight in my hands. Now I have no balls, he feels like a real man. ***To be continued ***

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.

Several weeks ago I set up a party via A4A, yep a raw, bareback party. However this party was for negs only. So as the replies came back I told everyone that when you arrive I would administer an HIV test to make sure that no POZ guys tried to sneak in and ruin the fun. When all was said and done a total of nine guys showed up and as promised I gave each a swab and if they came up neg they were in. Well of course two of the guys who showed up tested poz and I told them that I was sorry but they could not take part. One took it in stride the other was kinda pissed but in the end he too left. It was a shame though, he was fucking hot: a 35 white guy, built like a tank, with an impressive tool to boot. In any event, this brought the party down to eight participants, including myself. Now mind you I just moved to the town a few months ago so I thought the party would be a great way of meeting some hot boys, and hot they were! Of the seven who were allowed to stay one was a 30 year old Latino top, Pedro, a white couple, Mike and Steven, 32, and 34 respectively, both of whom liked to play around. One was a sweet young black twink boy, Jordan. When I swabbed him I actually had to ask for an ID. Turned out he was 22. My remaining guests were an 27 year old Asian top Mark, with a monster 9.5. I never knew an Asian could pack a cock that size. The next in the line up was Jack, a white 35 year old married guy, who loved to play around when his wife and son were out of town. Finally my last guest was a 25 year old named Bobby. This kid must have been born into the royal family he was such a queen. Once all the intros were done and the tests completed proving all participants were negative, I put-out the beer, poppers and lube, turned on the music and the night started. Thanks the maker for three day weekends. Pedro went straight for the couple, Mike and Steven, while Mark unleashed his monster tool on Jordan. Mark didn't play around with any four play at all, he simply pushed Jordan down on the couch and ripped off his shorts. The kid's legs were so far bent over his head I was going to check to make sure his neck didn't break. I guess Mark knew what he was doing because Jordan seemed to be happy with Mark's attention. When Mark started I didn't see him use any lube, he just smiled at me and plowed Jordan's hole. I tried to comfort Jordan by holding a bottle of poppers under his nose. I am not sure if it helped or not. When I stood up I looked at Mark go and I was pissed I wasn't getting plowed like that. While this was going on I spied that Jack and Boby were holding up in a courner of the house, lip locked and rolling on the floor like a newlywed couple. Jack must have been from Ohio or something because he was corn fed. When he started to finger Bobby's hole, the queen was purring like a cat in heat. Jack lifted Bobby's legs up in the air and used loads of lube. (I can't imagine why Jack bothered with the lube, 'cause Bobby's back side looked like a truck could drive out.) As all were having a awesome time, except for me, I walked up behind Mark who was still plowing the hell out of Jordan. I slipped my finger into Mark's sweet ass. The kid jumped in surprise, and quickly turned saying he was a top only. I told him that my rules were everyone had to get fucked at least once and I said if I fucked him, he didn't have to worry about getting tagged. so while he was pounding Jordan I was able to move in. Using my finger I slowly entered his hole. I could tell Mark was not happy as he kept telling me I was ripping him up. Little did he know, that was exactly what I was doing. Before he could put up any resistance I shoved my cock in him with the same force he used on Jordan. Mark let out a yell as his ass was spread apart. This kid never got topped so I made the most of it. Fuck it hurt, but I bent him over Jordan and next thing I knew Jordan was getting bred by the biggest load of cum he had ever taken. The force of Mark's thrust into Jordan made my cock explode at the same time. After which I pulled out. Mark asked why I pulled out, I simply told him, once you bust your nut it hurts like hell getting fucked so I did not want to cause him anymore pain. He said thanks, and thanked me for not shooting in his ass. I said no problem as I let my index finger probe in his hole. As he walked away to start his next conquest I looked at my finger and sure enough, it was red. As the night passed I managed to dump my load in a total of four guys that night. Not bad as I managed to tag Mark, Pedro and the couple. Now they were fun. They each wanted to get double-dicked so I told them that while each fucked the other I would fuck them too. It was a real turn-on with my cock sharing each guy's butt, knowing that my seed not only covered their lover's cock but that each guy's lover's cock was ramming my seed further down his partner's ass. Eventually the party ended and everyone left the house, except Jack. I approached him to see if he was ok. He said party was one of the best times he had ever had, that he had been plowed by Mark twice and that his ass was all beat up. I told him that if he wanted he could stay the night. After a moment he agreed and gathered up his clothing. As we walked up the stairs his eye keept looking at the packets of swabs I had on the table by the door. When we walked into the bedroom he dropped his clothing on the floor near the bed, and his wallet, watch and cell phone on the night table. Then he climbed into bed and lay on his stomach. He turned his head to me and just looked up. Sensing an oncoming question, I quickly rolled on to his back and started to make out with him. At first he said "Stop my ass really hurts" but I shushed him, saying told him I would go easy, as I began to rim his ass, all the time thinking to myself 'Damn Mark really fucked his cunt up'. Not surprisingly, as I started to rim Jack, he turned into a big old pussy, his ass rising in the air. I asked him if he wanted to get fucked one last time before the night was done. He just moaned and that was all I needed for my cock to get hard. As I entered his hot, torn-up hole, Jack said, "I been thinking. When we all showed-up you made us all take an HIV test." "Yeah," I said "to make sure you were all neg." Jack replied "Yeah, I got that. You showed us each of our swabs, but I don't remember seeing your results." As he said that his cell phone rang. Handing him his cell phone, I asked him who it was: "My wife" he replied. Better answer it, I commented, adding that I wouldn't make a sound, although I slowly continued to fuck his hole. While she was talking to him I could over hear her say that she came home early, I whispered into his ear "No you didn't see my results because mine would have turned up POZ." His face turned pale white as I had him pinned under me, he couldn't scream and he didn't' move. I told him that his ass was really fucked-up and that if I bust in him he most likely be pozzed. As his wife chatted away, I quietly gave him a choice: "Tell your wife that you missed her and you will see her soon I would pull out without busting, but if you tell here you love her and you'll be home in an hour or two, I will bust my nut in your wrecked hole." He signed off the conversation with his wife saying "Love you, honey, I'll be home in an hour or two." With that I whispered "Welcome to the brotherhood" blowing the biggest nut in my life into his hole. Afterwards I told him "Go home and fuck your wife before your cum turns to poison" but after looking at the sheets I concluded he had already had blown his last negative load. Still shell shocked he dressed and went home.

Hey guys- I'll be at Steamworks Berkeley around 11PM this Friday night with a NEG fisting bottom very open to taking POZ loads. If you like my stories and you'll be there, message me. I have a feeling that whatever goes down will be written here as a story, and you can say you were there. xxx- 1981virginia

After losing my guy 47 days before. I finally met another guy on Saturday. This time it was me who said I wanted it raw. I told him to come to my house and I'd be on the bed, ass up and ready for him to slide in me raw, then leave. I wanted to pretend it was John. But he couldn't keep his hands off of me and started feeling my chest and ass, rubbing against me and sucking my nipples, then licking and fingering my hole until I was open and ready. He told me to get on my knees and suck him until he was hard and ready, then he fucked me until he was about to cum. He pulled out and told me to suck the cum out of him, which I did then he put it back in my ass and just ground into me until he was hard again. He fucked me so hard until he blew his second load inside of me, It was honestly amazing, but I felt nothing other than it being a great fuck. He asked if we could do this again every Saturday and some week days when if he can leave work early and I said yes.

Could it be something like that? Posted by @hornynhung[think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/image/99158-img33jpg/

Might be a software glitch. When I worked in IT, I saw software that was written on top of old code and strange stuff happened. Has he tried to change to 1998 or 2000.? He would still be legal age for the site If that works have him, or you, report it to a moderator or drscorpio so he knows about it

Until my mid 30's I only fucked women, and then only raw, as I hated condoms. Then in my 30's I came to terms with the feelings that I'd essentially had since I was 10 or 11, and started hooking up with men. As this was the 90's there was very little opportunity to fuck guys raw, and although I then saw myself as a natural top the idea of fucking covered was still a complete turn off, so I started to bottom and found that I loved it. Eventually about 15 years ago I started seeing one young top regularly, and as we developed a connection I realised that more and more I wanted him to fuck me bareback. Although I couldn't rationalise it clearly at the time I think with hindsight that there were several reasons behind this. First I wanted a deeper connection with him, and came to the belief, which I still hold, that two men can only properly connect sexually if they have fuck raw. Second I wanted him to want to keep coming back for more, and the best way of doing that was ensuring he had maximum pleasure. Third, and I've written about this elsewhere, I became increasingly obsessed with the idea of receiving and absorbing his delicious fertile sperm as often as I could. And inevitably the more I took raw loads from him the more I wanted, and now not just from him but from as many other beautiful men as I could get. And now at last we come round full circle: now Prep is readily available I've started topping again too and nhave discovered the exquisite pleasure of breeding a tight young hole.

Love helping cheaters cum. Either hosting them here, or hooking up in their beds while their BF is away. Fuck yeh. Born to cheat. 😈

Thanks for helping out with the election. For the primaries, I did too - but they sent me to Lighthouse Point - populated almost entirely by R's - which I am not. Still, everyone who's registered gets to vote, and I went and did what I said I'd do. So when they called about today's election, I said "ok, but I'm NOT going back to that area". Had to be there by 5:00 am, and stay past 7:00 pm, until everyone in line had the chance to vote, the polling place closed, everything put in it's proper place, and all the ballots on their way to HQ. That's over 15 hours of biting my tongue, and I said I wouldn't go there again. Apparently, they had enough workers, since they didn't call me for today's election. I can deal with the hours. It's the endless lines of entitled "Do you know who I am"'s. The longer it went on, the more curt my replies. I heard every ridiculous excuse for them not doing what they should have done prior that was ever invented. Eventually, I just ignored them, wordlessly did my job, and silently pointed to where they should go next. Some people seem to think they shit crushed pineapple. Worse, some of the men were hot !!!!!

Oh fuck what a great chapter

Part 12 - Conversion My seroconversion was painful - my charts were confirmed barely 4 weeks after John and Kem had impregnated me with over 20 loads of seed - and followed a fever that laid me up for the last 2 of those weeks. John and Kem had sent me to a doctor contact they knew a few days after the fever broke - I still felt awful and groggy but I hauled myself to the private surgery and completed all my tests with practised ease. After a few minutes of waiting in the examining room the doctor re-emerged with a board and happily announced that I was an HIV-positive cumdump with the triumphant glee of someone telling a couple they were pregnant. I remember him clapping me on my back, telling me how well I had performed, and showing me my charts as I stared groggily and tried to follow his advice. “You get that lad?” He said, conscious I was zoning out as another wave of flu-like symptoms washed over me. “Huh?” I moan “Ok” he chuckled. “It’s ok” he massaged my back. “Let’s get you medicated” he said putting the charts on his table and rummaging around the cabinet above. “Here we go” he said, handing me a twisted bomb of some dark looking powder. He lifted my hand to my mouth where I instinctively placed the bomb on my tongue. He lifted my chin, hawked some spit into his mouth, told me to ‘open up’ and dropped a line of drool onto my tongue. “Ok” swallow he said. If it would help with my symptoms, I resigned myself to it. I swallowed the bomb with the help of his saliva and opened my mouth to show him it was gone. “Perfect - ok” wait here while I go finish some business he said leaving the room and locking the door behind him. “Ugh” I moaned through my flu haze. My legs swinging slightly off the floor from the height of his examining bed. “Fuck you feel like shit” a voice inside my head said “I fucking know” I say out loud as I detect a momentary, imperceptible shift in my eyesight. A gentle wave of exquisite energy starts to blur my vision as I feel a growing sensation activate the pleasure centres along my spine. “Ugh” I moan as the the familiar feeling of ecstasy boils in my body and my nerves start tingling. The feeling rises quickly and I hear myself wishing there was music to dance too - all feelings of illness pushed to one side. I hear the doctor return with an orderly just as the wave takes over, causing a physical tremor to burn through my frame. “Hehehe” the doctor remarks as he examines my pupils with a small torch. “Perfect” he says, happy with what he sees. “Dean, undress the lad and get him ready for examination” the doctor says as I feel myself start to moan. “Yes sir” the orderly response. He’s older than both of us, in green scrubs, and as he approaches I feel a distant flash of recognition. “Dean?” I mutter as my head lolls down as another wave of crashing pleasure trills through me. The orderly smiles, “so proud of you son! Now jump off and let’s get you undressed” I comply and soon after I’m buck-ass naked, framed on his bed, and strapped to a gynaecological chair. My meaty, runner’s cheeks all the protection my hole had from any assault and my abs taught from the position. “That’ll be all Dean, thank you” the doctor states as Dean finishes placing my right leg into the last stirrup. “Yes sir” he replies, winks at me and leaves. The doctor approaches my ass as I roll on the ecstasy coursing in my blood. He wheels his chair so that he’s directly between my legs and holds a hand to my ass like he’s warming it against a fire. “Nice…perfectly in heat” he declares licking his lips. “You’ll be wanting some poz cum, huh baby?” He chuckled “Fastest conversion yet” he continues as he starts peeling on surgical gloves. “They told me they thought you were special, now that I see you I agree. This ass should be worshipped….to think we nearly didn’t get it” he says almost to himself. “At the gym was it?” He asks glancing over at me “Your fucking destiny huh son?” he smirks as he watches my head rolling side to side. He prises my cheeks apart with one gloved hand and cooes - “so pink” - he says. “Jesus…they weren’t lying!” He leans down and licks the length of my exposed hole. “Ugh - yeah” I moan “You like that boy?” He asks not caring for a response “Course you fucking do - freshly minted poz slut” he licks again and returns to his sitting position, grabbing an instrument from the table next to me. “Ok, let’s see if the insides are as good as the outside” he chuckles as I feel a generous squirt of lube tickle my pulsing hole. “Deep breath for me boy” he says as I feel a metallic coldness rest on my ass. “Deep breath” he orders and I comply “There we go” I feel a sudden pressure as something smooth breaches my hole and pushes into me. It’s smooth the entire length, and cold, and I shiver as it enters me. It flares towards the end and lodges itself in my ass as though it was modelled for it. “Nice” the doctor says “10 out of 10 baby boy” He sits up to examine his handwork as the coldness of the object melts away in my superheated by my ass. “Fucking beautiful” he says I lean forward to try and see what he’s doing but can’t see anything. The doctor briefly disappears under the bed and emerges with what looks like a gas mask. I stare at it with dopey confusion. “First time in a poppers hood?” The doctor asks seeing my expression “Nice” He comes around me and affixes the hood to the back of my head. I smell rubber and a residual smell of ageing amyl. A tubular mouthpiece, like the trunk of an elephant, covers my nose, and is clamped in place. “Breathe deep boy” as I see the doctor through the fog of the glass turn something on the end of the trunk and the familiar scent of poppers rush up to meet me. “Oh fuck yeah” I moan “Yeah, they told me you had a weakness for these” he laughed as he returned to his place between my ass. “Take as many hits as you like boy” as he began doing something to the object in my ads that caused my anus to respond, to start gently opening as though it were being vised apart. “Fuck yeah - fucking freshly pozzed up hole pulsing for me” the doctor moans as my hole opens and allows air to rush in and cool it along the blush crimson of my anal walls. My holes passes the point of any natural stretch and I throw my head back as more poppers relax me. “Nice, little more boy, little more” the doctor repeats. “Ugh” as the elastic around my sphincter strains. “Oh god” i muffle from under the hood. “Little more” he repeats. After what feels like minutes I groan with the agony of the stretch and I feel the pressure stop. “Perfect” the doctor says and pulls a metallic arm from over us with a camera looking device lodged in it. “Fucking beautiful boy” “Look at those walls - so thirsty for cum, so delicate and defiled” He stands up between my legs, and I see his hand furiously jerking his cock as he suddenly lurches forward into me. I feel zero intrusion, just the heat-presence of his prick until it rests somewhere up my guts and paints my walls with rope after rope of liquid life. “Take it in boy” he says as I will my ass to absorb his spunk. “Fucking nice” he says as I feel him pull his head out of me. I’m so stretched I don’t even feel the rest of his prick, only the depth charge of his cum sinking into my guts. “That’s a fresh poz load in your cunt. Enjoy it, absorb it. A few weeks ago I bet you’d have panicked. Now look at you, you’re free and your pussy craves the warmth of a fresh poz load, doesn’t it?” “Answer me” boy he says determinedly “I groan as I feel a droplet of his cum fall somewhere from the roof of my obscenely stretched pussy to it’s soft, tender red floor. The sensation is like a warm tickle and I giggle “Yes sir” I say languidly before the doctor can ask again as I feel the spunk literally dribbling down my inner walls. I groan as the ecstasy blurs my judgment. He chuckles. “Can’t wait to see you at HardOn with that ass - you’ll be popular” he says as he zips himself back up and smacks my ass, before sitting back on his stool and swivelling over to his computer. Leaving me totally stretched and exposed, his cum free to sink deeper into me. “Ok, meds and regiment” he says to the screen. Take this to the pharmacy outside and follow the instructions to the letter. Tell John and Kem if they want to use you on Zeke, now’s the best time - you’ll be firing blanks in no time. Got that?” “Uh huh” I moan from my rubber mask. A few minutes later and I’m fully disengaged from the chair and the mask. Stroking my sore pussy. “Easy there boy, your hole is fine…literally” he laughs at his own joke and squeezes my firm buttocks. He passes me a sheaf of papers and a small locked box “These” he says tapping the lid “a few little favours” he smiles wickedly “for Jeff…tell him with Dr Harris’ compliments.” He tussles my hair “have you re-imprinting in no time” he chuckled. “Oh and when you’re well, I’ll be sending you to a PT who’s going to turn you into the best version of yourself.” He tussles my curls. “we’ll get him to focus on your running career and see if we can’t get you on the pro circuit” I blink with confusion. He sees it and kisses me deeply “We treat our members well kid. We changed your life and now we’re going to make your dreams come true. Whatever you were before is nothing to what we’ll make you. That poz ass of yours will pave your way to a fucking amazing life” He kisses me again as I shiver with happiness. “You beautiful, little poz slut” he coos pushing me out of his office with a sharp slap to my ass. I grab the prescriptions almost in a daze, wobbling out of the small office. The ecstasy makes everything bright and soft around the edges of my comprehension coupled with a deep throbbing pulse deep in my raw guts - the radiant warmth of the doctors cum load - poz cum load - centred me as it pulsed from the deepest part of my rectum. I stood outside the small surgery and let the cool breeze caress my face and let out a long sigh. My body shivers from the ecstasy suppressed symptoms of my new diagnosis. I don’t know how long I stood there, before I felt a hand in mind. “Come on baby” John says, taking my hand and walking me to his car.

The rush of cheating sex is amazing. I have a regular who comes to my place to get fucked when his BF is at work or out of town. I asked him if it’s cool I record us and he said yeah. Last we chatted I told him, I want to fuck him at HIS place on him and his BF’s bed on video. Fingers crossed. 🤞🏽

Sorry for the delay! I looked up at the guy from where I sat at the edge of bed, my eyes travelled up past his slightly sagging belly, over his tattoo and into his face. He gave me wicked looking grin as I met his eyes. "Why don't you let me show you something. Why don't you turn round and kneel on that bed, I'll make you feel something you've never felt." "Uhm, if we have sex...we should use condoms, have you got any?" I said. "Sure I could get one, but that isn't what I had in mind. I hesitantly turned around and knelt on all fours. I was torn, this seemed off, but at the same time I was so fucking turned on by this guy who was older than my father. "That's it" he said. I felt his hand, it felt warm but slightly rough as it traced up my inner thigh. I shivered as his hand grazed my tight balls and firmly grasped my cock. I couldn't help but gasp as he slowly began to pump his fist up and down. I'd never had a guy do anything like this to me before! "Now, lets see boy, you ever had that tight ass played with before?" "Uh..uh...no..." I felt a cold slimey feeling on my puckered asshole, then flinched slightly as I felt one of his callused fingertips press gently against it. But his slowly pumping fist on my cock kept me in place. After 5 minutes I was head down, ass up on the rubber mattress, moaning like I don't think I ever had. "Well, I think he likes it", I'd almost half-forgotten the guy behind me, I'd been so focussed on the waves of pleasure coming from my asshole. "Well boy, was that a first?", I nodded with my head still pressed into the mattress. "Well, how about a little bondage? You ever tried being tied up? Most bottom's like you love it." Was that what I was? I'd heard of bottoms before, had never thought of it as a label for me, but despite this thought, all I could do was nod my head, hoping to increase the pleasure coming from the finger in my ass and the hand round my cock. "You'll love it." I could almost hear the grin "Just put your hands up there, no, bit further." I reached my hands up, when he grabbed my wrists and wrapped them in what felt like leather, tight. I moaned as I felt the finger leave my ass, unconsciously thrusting my hips backwards. In it's place, I saw a small brown bottle put in front of me under my nose. "Take a deep sniff, you might need it." I was a bit confused, but was so turned on I did it without thinking. I took a deep breath and held it, as I exhaled I felt my head start to spin. Just as I peaked, I again felt the finger slide into my asshole and moaned as the pleasure was so much more. He grabbed my hips with one hand to steady me and I rocked back slightly further onto his finger. I then felt his other hand spank my ass hard, the sudden sting shocking me but also blending with the pleasure from my...wait.... "Is...fuck, is that your finger in me?" I stammered. "Nope." He said. Holy shit, was this saggy older guy fucking me? "I..what..do you...fuck..have a condom on?" The whole time I spoke I could feel his cock slide even further into my asshole. This was going way too fast for me to keep up, but at the same time the feeling of fullness as I felt his wiry pubes graze my ass was like nothing I'd ever felt. I was again shocked by a sudden flash of pain from my backside as he simultaneously withdrew and then stabbed his cock deep into my ass in one go and spanked my ass hard, much harder than last time. "You don't ask questions, boy."

Years ago right around when I first moved to Seattle, I had run into Drew Sebastian at Steamworks. He fucked me hard and good, came in my ass. He was undetectable at the time, but wish that his big dick would have pozzed me that night.

Are swollen lips a turn on or a problem?

It finally happened. I was perusing Grindr yesterday when I got a message from a blank profile. Don't you fucking hate those? Normally I ignore them or, if I'm particularly horny, I'll demand a dick pic to see if I want to keep chatting. But this one was different. The first chat message I received was, "2 tops here". WELL. That changes things. I decided to explore to see if they were for real, and if so to see if they could host. Hosting is difficult for me these days and that's usually where things go south - the top contacting me hasn't bothered reading my profile, so we get all the way up to arranging a meeting only to have him say he can't host. And my favorite is when he also can't travel! I like to engage guys early on with two provocative pics. First I send a picture of a raw cock in my ass from above. Then I send a shot of my ass with cum leaking from my hole. If the top is not into either of those I know I'll be wasting my time chatting with him further. In return I received two pics - one of a big black dick, ramrod straight without any discernable curve to the shaft. It was cut and had been slicked-up for the pic. It looked delicious! The other pic was of an even larger white cock, also cut with a nice upward curve. I began salivating immediately. After liking both pics I typed, "Raw only is that cool?" "Yeah," came the response. Then, "You poz?" I'm not, and I'm never sure how to answer that particular question. Some guys are looking for others who are poz. Others want to avoid playing with guys who are poz. So, I hedged my bet and responded with, "No, not yet." I waited breathlessly for the response. Would they block me? Go silent? In fact he did neither. Instead, his response was, "You wanna be?" Another potential trap. If I came right out and said 'yes' or 'no' it could be the opposite of what he wanted to hear. So again I hedged. "I don't refuse loads," I replied. A little flame appeared in the top corner of my message. He liked it! So, curious to find out who I was chatting with, I messaged him back. "You guys poz?" I asked. The picture of the beautiful black dick appeared again along with the message, "He is." That was all I needed. My hole twitched involuntarily and I felt a few butterflies in my stomach as I began to type my response. But before I could finish he added, "Come by." It was the middle of the afternoon and I was working from home. I quickly checked my calendar. It was wide open. I deleted what I had been typing and simply asked, "Where and when?" "Now," he replied along with the address. I checked the clock. While I surf the apps regularly while I'm working from home, I don't usually get hits that pan out so I never clean out until I have something actually lined up. I messaged him that I would need an hour, hoping that wouldn't put him off. "We'll be here," came the response. The butterflies increased as I rushed into the bathroom to clean out. I found myself wondering about the guy I had messaged with. He said his friend was poz, but what about him? Did he take a turn first, to stretch the bottom's hole and pump a neg load in there for his friend to follow? Was he also poz? I didn't even know if the poz guy was undetectable or not. I didn't care. I needed those cocks inside me, regardless of their status. I finished douching and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt, then stuck my feet in some flip flops. I wanted to be able to get naked as quickly as possible once I arrived! Grabbing my little brown bottle, I headed for the door. Once in the car I checked the time. I was going to be about 15 minutes early, so I sent him a message to let him know. "We're here," he responded. I was incredibly nervous the whole drive there. Thinking back on it I don't recall much of the drive itself. My mind may have been so preoccupied that I did it on autopilot. But I made it safely and pulled up in front of a large stately house on one of the nicest streets in town. I messaged from the car. "I'm here." "Come inside. Follow the music," he instructed. I was only too happy to obey! I took a quick huff from the brown bottle to steel my nerves, then walked up the walkway and through the front door. I found myself in a huge two-storey foyer. Stairs ran along both sides and met at a landing on the second floor. Below the landing and directly ahead of me was a set of double doors. They were closed but I could hear the thump! thump! thump! of a beat emanating from behind them. Next to the doors was a table, on which I found a blindfold and a note that simply red, "Put this on and knock." So, that's exactly what I did. I felt a slight change in air pressure and heard the creak of a hinge as the door opened. "Damn," I heard an appreciative voice say, "you're gonna be fun." He led me into the room and I heard the doors close behind me. He grabbed my chest from behind and ground his crotch against my ass. I could feel a large and very hard cock pressing on my cheeks through his pants. "Let's get him naked!" a second voice said. I was glad I had worn so little. I easily kicked off the flip-flops then felt a pair of hands pulling my t-shirt over my head. At the same time someone else unbuttoned my jeans and they fell to the floor. "You're on video," the first voice said. "We're gonna record all of this. Tell me why you're here." I was momentarily taken aback. He had not mentioned recording me when we had chatted. It was not something that occurred with great regularity and I was unsure how I felt about having this particular encounter on video, but the die had been cast. I was the fly and I was already firmly in their web. "To get fucked," I replied. "And get pozzed," he added, putting words in my mouth. "Yes," came my feeble reply. "You willingly accept that you're going to be fucked raw and have poz cum shot in your ass?" he asked. My cock stiffened a little at his words. "Yes." My voice was firmer this time. I heard the click of a plastic cap and two fingers applied lube to my crack, paying special attention to my hole. First one finger, then a second, slipped inside me to make sure I was greased up. I was led forward a few steps until my knees encountered what felt like a mattress. They spun me around and seated me on the edge of the bed then pushed me back. One guy grabbed me around the thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the mattress - presumably to better position my hole - while the other pulled my arms above my head. Once I was in position, though, they didn't release their grips. I wondered why until I felt still more hands on me, this time shackling both my wrists and my ankles. What was going on? I tried to sit up but they easily held me in place. As soon as the shackles were on they hooked my wrists together, then connected a chain that pulled tight and immobilized my arms. Another chain was pulled across my midsection and drawn tight. It was not uncomfortable but it was secure enough that I knew there was no getting out of it. Then they bent my knees until they were nearly touching the mattress on either side of me and connected the shackles to the chain, holding my legs in the air and exposing my hole perfectly. It had all happened so quickly! I was confused and more than a little nervous, even a bit scared. But, I reminded myself, I had come to take a poz load, and they were making sure that happened. There was no going back now. Next a small mask was placed over my nose and strapped to my head. What was this for? I wondered. I resolved to breathe through my mouth but a faint, familiar scent told me what it was for: it was connected to a brown bottle so I could take hits whenever I wanted! This was definitely a moment where I needed that, so I inhaled mightily and held it ever so briefly before exhaling through my mouth. Then it began. There was no warning, no probing finger in my hole or cock stuck into my mouth first to get hard. A large cock simply slid past my sphincter and deep into my guts. Before I could even catch my breath he had bottomed out and began plowing mercilessly. Whoever this was, he put his hands on the backs of my thighs and drove me relentlessly into the mattress. An involuntary moan of pleasure escaped my lips. Besides that and his grunting, though, there were no sounds audible above the thump! thump! thump! of the music. At last he relaxed his grip and I felt the telltale pulses of his cock as he pumped his load into me. Was this the guy I had been chatting with? Was he lubing me up with negative cum so the poz guys could take their turns, or had I taken my first poz load? I had no way of knowing. His cock was replaced not by another but by a small, scratchy object. A toothbrush. They were roughing up my insides to make sure their strains took! It was exceedingly uncomfortable but only for about thirty seconds before it was withdrawn. A voice I had not heard before said, "Good. Nice and red." I lost count of the number of cocks that bred me that afternoon. Somewhere north of ten my brain went foggy thanks to the regular hits through the little nose mask. I had no idea how many guys were there. There could have been dozens, or there could have been a few who kept taking turns. All I know is that I was impaled by cock after cock and there was no way of knowing how much poz cum had made its way into my guts or which strains had begun working their way into my bloodstream. At last the assault on my poor stretched-out sphincter wound down and I could hear some of the guys getting dressed and leaving. I was left chained and blindfolded a while longer and when they finally released me, only the two guys I originally thought I was meeting were there. As I sat up I felt like I had been put through the wringer. Well, really I had been. I wanted to ask about what had happened, about how many guys had used me and how many poz loads were swimming around inside me, but I was just too groggy. Silently they helped me get dressed and on my feet, and I slipped back into my flip flops. They walked me to the door and the white guy simply said, "See you again soon," as he pushed me out onto the porch and closed the door. Dazed, I walked back to my car and sat there for a while until my head was clear enough to drive. I went home and fell onto my bed and into a deep sleep that lasted through the night. The whole experience felt like a dream, yet the dull throbbing of my abused hole tells me it happened. Now the waiting game begins.

The first part of the story contains only gay content. You can find it here. Part II of "In My Neighbour's Back Yard" Should I do it? I thought for at least the thousandth time. Or maybe two-thousandth. Hard to keep track when all I could think about for the past week was sex, sex and more sex. Wonderful, bareback, raw, uncomplicated but passionate sex. And the promise of more. I fidgeted, waiting with mounting excitement and an annoying level of mild guilt. I had showered, I was clean, and nervous as hell. Sweaty palms be damned. Where was that phone message? I glanced over at my dour wife. She lay on the lounge watching TV. Still a good looking woman for her age – shaggy hair coloured light brown, baggy purple t-shirt concealing large breasts, sweat-pants covering long nicely shaped legs – she could move like a smooth pole dancer and capture my heart, but our intimacy had perished years ago when she claimed the dreaded pause from men had hit. She just did not give a shit about my sexual feelings and needs, and she apparently had none herself. So we lived in celibate fakery, a calm existence, punctuated by my odd secret online wankfest. Until last weekend. My phone queeped. I jumped. The anticipated message read: "Me mates are on their way. Get your arse over here now, slut." I took another deep breath, deleted the message, and felt my heart thump harder. The guilt washed over me for a moment. I looked over again. Fuck her, I thought. I have needs. Courage. I can do it, and I'll have a ball, literally. I dug fingers into the chair and made the fateful final decision. Standing, I said, "I'll be off now." "Going next door to see Peter and his boys?" "Yah." "Watch the footy?" Yes. Some of his mates are coming over, too. Maybe shoot some pool as well." "Your new hobby?" She actually chuckled. "Maybe make some new friends." "Sticks and balls and holes," I said, imaging hard fleshy sticks, hanging full balls and yawning male holes. If only she knew. I swallowed. I doubted very much I would see any football as I hoped to be far too busy. "Don't know when I'll be back. Could be late." I felt my heart beat and my eager penis twitch. "Have fun, then," she said and winked at me before tucking her hand between her thighs and turning her attention back to the dull romance movie. It was now a sex scene. I wondered what my sexless wife thought about that. She never looked at me as I slunk out the front door. As I hurried down our long gravel driveway I recalled last weekend. Something amazing had happened. Something that may have changed my life forever. Something maybe I should not have done, but I had and now I have become consumed by it. I craved it again. I thought I was straight, but sex with another man? Oh, yes. The best sex I had ever experienced. Raw, unrelenting, more passionate than anything I had known before. Pure sex for its own sake. I had loved it. My older neighbour Peter and his two sons had been amazing. I yearned for more. A half moon ghosted the pebbly driveway. I live on a private acre property surrounded by other large lots and new homes. Privacy comes from thick trees and shrubs and a brick house set near the middle of the lot. Peter's place next door is private, too, with a large back yard full of old cars and an enormous shed almost as big as a small house. I made my way through the cool evening air to his unlit front porch. Hesitating, heart pounding, I reached and rapped. The solid wooden inner door swung to reveal Peter standing behind the brown screen. His thick body shadowed by a hall light, he pushed the screen door open, grabbed my shirt and roughly pulled me inside. "About fuckin' time, slut!" he snapped. He threw me against the wall and kicked the door shut at the same time. His burly body slammed against me, knocking the breath out through my nose and astonished mouth. He wore a white singlet and nothing else. His thick cock swelled as he smashed against my body and began jabbing it at my crotch. I squirmed and felt his hot breath and scratchy beard on my face. "Get this shit off!" Pressing his heavy body against me, Peter pulled on my belt, tugged on my jeans. Never before had I ever felt such strong desire. My emotions flamed. My instantly hard cock strained. My body tensed, ready for whatever he was about to do to me. I quickly pushed down my tattered jeans, kicked shoes and jocks and pants away. Peter immediately began to thrust his cock against my own stiffening prong. He pulled my t-shirt over and off, grabbed my shoulders and roughly kissed me. His tongue pushed between my stunned lips and flicked against my own. My sweaty palms instinctively slid down his hairy body to his hips and clenching rear. He fiercely bucked against me then shoved me away. Forget romance, forget soft foreplay, this was rough urgent sex and it felt fabulous. "Let's go! They'll be here soon but I can't wait to fuck your tight virgin arse again." Now naked, he pulled me through his house. I stumbled along a sparsely furnished family area around which doorless bedrooms gaped. He tugged me through the door at the back of the room, into the laundry, then out a squeaking screen door, across cement pavers and through another heavy wooden door inlaid with frosted glass. Instead of the back yard, I stumbled into the shed. Some shed! The "shed" was nothing short of an amazing man cave. Spotlessly clean, to our left an ornate, fully stocked bar glistened with bottles, glasses and mirrors. Before us a green pool table stood waiting, balls in formation, cues and triangle neatly racked beside a leather couch. Behind the pool table lay an enormous bed covered by a soft doona. A black iron frame held the king-size mattress just off the carpet. To the right of the bed, a solid metal hook hung screwed into one of the raked ceiling's steel rafters. An enormous flat screen, flanked by tall speakers, dominated the far wall above the bed. Uplamps cast a mysterious soft glow without shadowing. The most amazing thing: egg cartons adorned the walls. Of course: sound proofing. Excellent! Peter pulled me to the bed and literally threw me onto the mattress. Now naked, I bounced and spun onto my back. Up on elbows, my own cock standing, I waited for him to pounce. Instead he stood at the foot of the bed, fists on hips and legs parted akimbo, and gazed down at me. I stared at his big semi-hard cock and barrel shaped tough body. "Assume the position," he ordered. I shook my head. "What?" "On your hands and knees. Do my dick." "Yes, sir!" I scooted down to the end of the bed, reached and gently took hold of his stiff cock. I looked up at his stern face with an obedient puppy-dog expression. "Knock it off and keep me hard." Holding the base, never releasing eye contact, I opened my mouth and took him in. I loved his cock. I sucked and licked, used my tongue to roll back his foreskin, rubbed the tight crown with my lips and tongue, and began to jerk the stem at the same time. Almost like a religion I worshiped that solid, rubbery pole of steely passion. I moaned and slobbered and licked and rubbed, did everything I could think to mount his prurient pleasure. To make him good and stiff before his assault on my quivering body. In a few minutes of exciting work, he had indeed hardened further. He pulled back and twirled his fingers. "You're a good little cocksucker, almost as good as my son Roger. Now, slut, present yourself. Get that round arse up." Obediently, I spun around, positioned myself, looked at the iron bars of the bed's head, and waited. Would I be tied up? Or cuffed? I felt the bed move as he mounted and knee-walked up behind me. I gasped when his thick fingers first slid along my back, then down to my rump. He begin to kneed and part the cheeks. I felt his scratchy beard against my rear then his tongue flick at the sensitive rim of my anus. I shuddered and gasped again in amazement! Sparks of sensation shuddered through my switched-on body. Fuck my wife, I thought, she never did anything like this to me! Behind me, I felt Peter silently rise then slip the bulging tip of his big cockhead between my fleshy cheeks. He pressed against my pucker. Almost panting, head down, I waited. Come on, I thought, I'm more than ready! "Do you remember last weekend?" "Oh, yeah," I breathed. "Really well." "Want it again?" "Oh, yes! Been waiting." Felt him push. "Why didn't you come over? I said the boys could have you if you ever came over. They were keen to tag team." "Didn't want to … oof! … seem too eager or desperate." "Why not? You're our slut now, and if you can take it, we'll fuck you every day." "I can take it. I can take it." "Right, then. Just get you lubed up first." He reached to the side. I heard a snap then felt cool smear at the entrance to my needy rectum. He pushed a finger in and I jerked and let out a gasp. Then his finger was replaced by something bigger, something huge trying to invade my body. I felt his legs against mine then felt myself begin to take the tip of his hard cock. Resistance is useless, I told my body. Just take it. Despite the excitement I tried to relax. I blew out as he pushed slowly and let it happen. I just opened up for him as if my body already knew what to do. Like before, I felt little pain. Instead, a marvellous full sensation filled my body and mind as his thick cock stretched my rectum. I felt him push slowly into me. I couldn't help it. "Oh, fuck yes," escaped my trembling lips. I felt myself dilate further. The fat invader slid in and in until his hips butted against my butt. I was now panting heavily. My own cock remained rigid, parallel to my stomach, constantly jerking. My butt was filled with so much cock I thought my guts might churn. I could not help gripping it firmly with my rear muscles as I waited for him to begin the lovely friction. I felt Peter edge back but not quite out, then very slowly push in again. "Not all the way in yet but we'll get there." Not all the way? How could he possibly stuff any more inside me? I felt him push harder until something gave way and he popped in even further. His hips slammed against my butt and I felt absolutely stuffed by his enormous cock. It felt like a solid pole from which my body dangled. "Good man," he said and patted my rear. He leaned over my back, his heavy weight causing me to shake. He reached around and grasped my tight pulsing rod. He pushed and I collapsed onto my stomach. His legs parted mine. He released me, placed his hands beneath my arms, pulled back then shoved his huge cock in again. I wuffed as he knocked my breath out. Back then in. I could feel every inch slide in and out. I lay with my head on a pillow and wallowed with each thrust as he proceeded to fuck my arse with strong strokes. I loved it! The amazing feelings lept like lightening from my arse through my body causing me to grunt with each of his powerful jabs. Little orgasms began to erupt, one after the other and it became difficult to breathe. How could this get any better? "How's that, slut? I see you remembered what I taught you. I can feel you clenching your arse nicely. I bet I've got you cumming, too." "Oh, I'm cumming alright." Not even trying, I hoped I was automatically giving him as much pleasure as he gave me. "You feel better than Maria," he announced as he more rapidly slammed into me. "I've been banging her for two years. She's eager for it, and she loves anal and threesomes. Have to arrange something with you, but you'll have to play the role of a cuckold and service us. She'll want to see me do this to you. That's what she likes." Sounded like complete bullshit but I was in no position to disagree. Without slackening his pace, Peter said, "Listen, slut, have to warn you about the others. They can get rough and there's a twist." "Ug! A … twist. What's … ug! …that?" "You'll see." "Where are … oof! … Roger and Flynn?" "They're at a mate's. Probably fucking him." A noise diverted my attention. "Hey, Pete!" someone called. "You started without us. And who's this?" Fuck! Embarrassment flashed through me, but there was nothing I could do. Without slowing, Peter said, "Our new fucktoy. This is Ben. We get to bang him tonight." "Cool. I see you've already started doing that." "Ben, this is Trev." A medium size bald man with very dark skin hovered at the edge of the bed. "Hey, Ben," he said. He was already unbuttoning his black shirt. Peter said, "That's Frank, and that one is Stacey, Frank's wicked daughter." I managed to croak, "Hey. Nice, uh, to meet you." I swallowed embarrassment. Here I was, naked, on my stomach on a huge bed being fucked in my nearly virgin arse by another man in front of strangers. I had thought tonight might be men only, but shit, a girl, too. Daughter? Oh, wow. What have I stumbled into? Peter apparently had frequent sex with his own sons, and they with each other, and he knew someone else who maybe did the same. The man definitely had interesting friends. When Peter lifted off my back and pulled out, I released a huge breath, levered myself up onto my hands and knees, turned around and nodded at everyone. A meek, "Hi" squeaked from my dry lips. Peter said, "Ben, here, is our fucktoy for the night. Caught him [banned word] on me boys in the back yard last weekend and invited him to join. He now loves bareback man sex, don't you pig? He is still pretty much a virgin, so tonight we can teach him how to be a good cumdump." Trev, the black man, had almost finished undressing. "Can't wait, man." Medium height and age, his hairless body sported muscles from obvious workouts. He took his hairless soft cock in hand and began to jerk. I watched it quickly inflate from small to large, an amazing transformation. Shorter Frank, maybe around my age, excitedly hopped from foot to foot as he stripped. He stared at my wilting penis and literally licked his lips. Stacey removed her t-shirt revealing modest braless pointed breasts with small nipples. A dragon tattoo fired on her left side. Clearly young, I could not discern her age and feared she wasn't legal, maybe 16 or so. Stacey sported a definite gothic look with short black hair, thick dark eye makeup, black lips and fingernails. In a husky voice, she said, "He looks good enough to fuck tonight." She did not undress further but kept on the short leather skirt, red fishnets and tall black boots encrusted with silver buckles and laces. She sat on the lounge like a queen and crossed her knees. Peter stood next to her. Smiling, she began to stroke his still hard cock before erotically taking it into her mouth. Despite licking him, she never took her dark eyes off me. Trevor stepped up to the side of the bed and presented his penis to my flushed face. "Come on, boy, get this thing up so I can bang your white arse." I took hold and pulled it into my eager mouth. He looked over at Peter and Stacey and winked. "Can't wait!" Frank said again. "Here, give us your dick." Frank hopped over to Trevor who took Frank's excited penis into his hand. I noticed a gold wedding band. "When do you have to leave?" Peter said. His hand smoothed Stacey's short hair while she worked his re-stiffening cock. "I only have an hour. My hubby's at metal-sculpting, and I know he is screwing the teacher after class so it could be longer." "How do you know he's doing that?" Trev laughed. "Because I screw the teacher, too, and he told me." "Can't wait!" Frank bellowed again. He lept onto the bed. He pulled at my hips. Somehow I managed to keep Trevor's hardening dick in my working mouth while Frank probed my butt with his eager waggling dong. "Got it!" he shouted. I felt him suddenly jam up my gaping arse. I gasped, "Fuck!". I was thankful he wasn't as big as Peter but he made up for it in enthusiasm. The man began to root furiously. I grunted around a mouthful of tasty throbbing penis and had to admit to myself I really did love having a cock fucking up back there. Even his digging fingers felt great. And having another on which to suck at the same time brought heaven on Earth. "Shit, man," I heard Stacey say. "Are you that hard up?" Frank said, "I'm that hard! I haven't had it since I fucked you and your boyfriend last Tuesday. Shit, he's slick but tight." "Still a virgin," I heard Peter say. I was sucking a man while another rapidly fucked me. All I needed now was someone else to play with me at the same time. My dick felt hard enough to explode, and the frantic rubbing inside my arse just promoted all those lovely little prostate zaplettes, one after another. It became difficult to breathe through my nose as my body trembled and shook from Frank's pummelling and my nervous system's attempts at mini-orgasms. For a moment I lost it. Trevor snapped, "Hey, dude, I'm almost there." I lunged and sucked his ultra-hard cock back into my mouth so deep I almost gagged. I had heard about swallowing, so I tried to do that. It felt absolutely weird and I just gagged. I said, "Sorry, man," then sucked so hard he laughed. I craned my head and saw Stacey still gently stroking Peter's hard-again cock and watching my face with amusement. Frank suddenly yelled something and shoved so hard that Trevor's cock almost did go down my throat. I coughed loudly. Arms whirling, he stumbled back from the edge of the bed. I held my ground while feeling Frank's pulses shoot warmth into the bowels of my quivering body. Just, wow, even more amazing than I remembered last weekend. I loved the strong throbbing sensations so much I almost came myself. When Frank pulled away I actually gasped. I suddenly felt very empty back there. "Come on," I said almost panting. "More. I can take more." I turned so I could see everyone. Trevor pushed Frank off the bed and immediately raced behind me. He roughly parted my arse cheeks and I felt him probe. When he found the right spot, he shoved hard, almost knocking me down. He grabbed my hips and began to stroke himself in and out rapidly, using my anus like a tight fist. He didn't say a word but breathed heavily. My entire body was forced to sway in time to his powerful pelvic thrusts. I tried to fuck back but he simply pulled and pushed my hips. "Oh, fuckin' yes!" Frank turned to Stacey. "Come on, bitch, I'm ready." Still holding smiling Peter's stiff cock, she casually replied, "No bastard sticks it up my sissy cunt without permission. Not even you, Daddy." "But I'm your father. That gives me permission." "Not at all, twink, Remember: I was the one who seduced you." she commented with a naughty smile. "Oh, I remember alright. Five years ago, wasn't it?" "Six," she said. "I'm not in the mood tonight to bottom for you." She released Peter, stood tall, and swayed over to the bed. I could not see her but I felt her weight next to Trevor. Then I heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing and humming and tonguing. Trevor slowed briefly but then sped up again. I had gone slightly soft but the slapping of his thighs against my rump and the feeling of his big cock shovelling in and out caused me to stiffen again. I felt a hand a hand on my aching cock. Relief! I glanced down and saw it was black nailed Stacey's hand. She was fondling me at the same time as pleasuring Trevor. Her fingers felt divine as she began to rub and stroke. Frank climbed onto the bed on his knees and shoved his cock at my face. I opened and took it in. The bed rocked even more as Peter knee-walked behind thrusting Trevor. "Ready for it, Trev?" he announced. "About time you old [banned word]." "Who you calling a [banned word]?" "You are and you know it, old [banned word] fart." Trevor paused. "Oh, yeah," I heard. "You know I love being the meat in a man sandwich." I remember Peter saying it turned him on when he could fuck a man who was already fucking another man. "Great arse," I heard Peter say. "Nice and round and tight." I was suddenly shoved onto my stomach. My legs and arms shot out and I cried in surprise. Peter had jammed himself into Trevor and was fucking hard enough to push us all down. Stacey fell onto the bed next to me. I felt her firm breasts press against my body and her breath on my ear. I felt Trevor's cock forced in and out by Peter's savage thrusting. Stacey's teeth slid on my earlobe and then her lips and tongue wet my face as I was bounced on the bed. "Just wait," she whispered, "until I get to you." I twisted my head. Her eager dark rimmed light blue eyes loomed before she began to kiss me. Two kisses then her tongue flicked. I couldn't believe it. I was being fucked by one man while another fucked him. A young girl was kissing me while pressing her half naked body against mine, and her father was wanking himself next to my head, too. I began to pant heavily. The strong sensations rose in my arse and suddenly exploded through my body. Lightening cracked. The sky split. Thunder roiled. I yelled. My cock did not shoot but it felt as if everything else did. Stacey stuck her tongue between my lips as her lips mauled. Peter yelled, "You fuckin' did it, mate!" "Yeah!" Trevor called. "I can feel you cummin'. And I am, too! Oh yeah!" At the same time Peter unloaded into Trevor, Trev blasted into me. "It just turns me on too much when someone else participates at the same time." Trevor and Peter pulled away and stepped off the bed. I caught a glimpse of Trevor's swollen wet and dripping cock. I had had that up my rear! I felt wet drip down my leg. He and Frank must have filled me pretty good. Stacey rolled away and off the bed. She went back to Peter, knelt, and took his spermy cock into her mouth. I could hear the slurping. "Good, girl," he said. "About time!" Frank slid straight back into my rectum and began to root quickly. I could hardly feel his smaller cock. He slapped my bum and complained, "He's not tight any more. Too stretched by you big boys." I clamped hard and Frank yelped. "Oh, yeah, that's better." He fucked on for several minutes until he finally began to "Ha…ha…ha…ha…" and jammed himself against me. I could feel him squirt several times before pulling away. I rolled over onto my back and gestured to Frank. "My turn?" He just looked at me and laughed. "Can't, mate. I'm shot and I gotta go and can't have a leaky arse." I watched Trevor and Frank begin to dress. "Too bad," Peter said. "No seconds tonight." "Well," I called, "could I fuck anyone else here?" Laughing, Frank and Trevor both left quickly. This was it? I thought. I mean, the group experience felt terrific and I was already craving another dick, but that's it? Quick fucks and everyone is gone in half an hour? "I have my car," Stacey announced. "Tell you what," she said to Peter, "I'm horny as a raging goat. How about I fuck him and then spend the night keeping you awake?" Peter grinned and nodded. "Sounds like a good plan." "Right," she said rubbing her hands together. "First, I'll just make sure you're ready for me." She crawled onto the bed, leaned down and sucked my dick into her impatient mouth. I caressed her short hair then smooth back as her head bobbed and she licked and sucked me to further hardness. It didn't take much. She sat up and gazed down at my smiling face. "Okay, boy, here we go. Hope you're ready." She balanced on her knees, reached behind, unzipped her leather skirt, unwrapped it and tossed it to the side. There before my astonished and delighted face proudly stood a very beautiful, very hard, very ready penis. A brilliant cock supported by two large tight testicles. It stood up for me as if begging. I looked up and she smirked. "Didn't expect that, did you?" Peter laughed, too. "Remember the house rule, slut. Have fun with him." He turned and left the room. Stacey pushed me onto my back and crawled over my body. "Are you a she or a he?" I blurted. "Either," Stacey said. "I prefer she, but I'm half and half. Sometimes I'm taken as a boy cross-dresser and other times a trans. Either way is fine. These boobs are natural but I have a boy's hips. I like to dress and act female sometimes, and male other times. Tonight you got Stacey instead of Stan. But what matters to me most is fucking." She parted my legs with hers, dropped her hips and pressed that amazing cock against me. My legs instinctively wrapped around her thrusting rear. In seconds she had fully embedded herself. Her Goldilocks cock was just right: not too big, not too small, just right. It filled me like no other. She lay down on my body, making sure her nipples and firm breasts pressed against mine. Her smirking face stared down at my astonishment. "How's that feel?" My hands slid down her back. "Um, simply amazing. You feel terrific." "Of course I do!" After another kiss, I felt her begin to move. Out then in, out then in, slowly at first then faster and faster until she was literally pummelling my body. Laughing, she held herself up with her harms and fucked even harder. I slipped my hands down to her tight round butt and held on as she fucked me with wave-like motions. The raw sexual sensations became even more amazing. It didn't take long, maybe only a few minutes, but it felt almost like forever. When it happened her eyes widened, she yelled loudly, "Fuck, I'm filling you!" I felt her magic cock spurt and spurt and spurt. She did not stop shoving the entire time, she just kept at it even after finishing. "Feels fucking great. Going to do it again." She stayed amazingly hard and continued to use my body for her enormous pleasure. It was as if the strong orgasm had not diminished her desire but instead renewed and increased it. This time her thrusts became stronger, more powerful, insistent, demanding. I lay beneath her body and revelled at my great fortune. After she came very loudly a second time, she withdrew, squatted while still hard, and regarded me with a tipped head. Her hand slipped up and down my own stiff, aching shaft. "I could keep going but I think you need something. I want to give it to you. You have permission. We'll do it bareback. I never rubber up. And do not pull out." I would have been happy if she wanted to keep doing me but instead, she straddled my hips and lowered her thin hot body. My aching cock sunk deep into her trembling body. Eyes closed in rapture, she then rose and fell, fucking me at her own pace. I watched her face twist as her pleasure mounted. When I tried to move my hips, she mashed down on me and shook her pretty head. Five minutes later she lay full on my body, grabbed my arms and rolled us until I was on top. Her legs tightened together, capturing my prong. She shoved up, encouraging me to fuck her. Which, of course, I did. I held her thin body and shoved myself hard and deep, over and over and over, until I felt that wonderful tingling in my legs then balls then dick. Just as I was about to cum, she cried, "Wait!" she and pushed me off. The nearly nude half-girl scampered off the bed and hopped up on the pool table. With a wicked smile she crooked her finger at me and parted her booted legs wide. Her amazing cock remained standing and wet and wanting. I crawled off the bed and stood before her. She reached, grabbed my dick, and roughly pulled me against the solid table. She levered my hard knob beneath her ballsac, reached around and pulled at my arse. She scooted forward and I pushed until I was once again engulfed in warm, tight heaven. She kissed me and began to move and pant immediately. Her legs rose and encircled my waist, tugging me deep. Then she slowly lay back onto the table. Her arms flailed and pool balls clicked, snapped and rolled. One sunk. "Come on. Do me. I need it. Shoot your hot jizz into me." I reached for her breasts – they felt soft and natural – leaned down and tongue-flicked an erect nipple. She squirmed and began to hunch me. She smacked her palms against my head and glared up at me. Through gritted teeth, she hissed, "Come on! Fuck that load into me!" I pushed hard. I rooted fiercely. I jammed as deep into her as I could, almost at machine-gun pace. My breaths deepened. I panted heavily. I was incredibly turned on. I went at it for minute after minute while she twisted and moaned. Soon that incredible electric feeling shot through my body, from my groin down my legs and out through my arms. Just as I began to pulse I felt her wonderful cock, wedged between our heaving stomachs, spurt again, showering us with sticky magic spunk. She squirmed, yelled something, gritted her teeth and continued to fuck me with increased savage power. "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!" That was it. My body tensed, electrified further, and I let loose with a blood-curdling banshee scream. I pushed very hard, jammed myself into her as far as I could and let loose. My triumphant cock blasted. Uncontrollable powerful spasms ruled the universe as she grabbed my head and thrust her tongue deep. Her entire youthful body writhed as she took in shot after shot of my horny juice. I could feel her own cock and anus respond and pulse, too, adding more glue to our wanton union. When she let go, I pushed up, panted heavily, and began to laugh. She laughed, too. "Wow, I really felt that. How ya doing?" "Pretty damn good," I puffed. "You came and you're still hard." "Sure am." "You can stay like this and keep on going?" "I don't go down until I'm done. I can cum, keep going, and cum again. Each time just pushes me onto the next. I can do it for hours." "Dinkum?" "True blue." "Krikey." We stopped moving and laughed together at the stupid comments. She slapped my arm. "I can keep doing this all night but you look exhausted. You certainly came hard and long. It felt fuckin' great, let me tell you. I loved it." On a whim I said, "How old are you?" "Same age as Flynn." That would make her nineteen. That meant she seduced her father when she was thirteen. That meant she was more than thirty years younger than myself and had more than forty years between herself and Peter. I wondered what her amazing life had been like. What was it like growing up? When did she start having sex? She seduced her father? How? When did she decide she was female or had she always been like that? What he really a cross-dresser or a she transperson? So many stupid questions! None of them mattered. Only the feelings, the urges, the craving for more raw sex. I pushed up and off and pulled out. She levered herself up, laughed, and flicked my wet bouncing cock. "Cool. Oops, don't want to mess the felt." She swung a booted fishnetted leg around and spritely hopped off the table. "Listen, you're cool. I like the way you feel. How about we do this again, just us, okay?" Her finger trailed down my sticky chest. "I can fuck you for a whole afternoon, and I'll give you permission again. What do you say?" How could I refuse an angel? "Let me know when and where and I'm yours." Peter came back into the room with a beer. Stacey pecked my cheek and hopped over to him. "Hey, there." She sidled up against the burly bearded man who wore only a singlet. Her hand fondled his penis as she kissed his cheek. Hers still stuck up strong. "You wanna fuck?" Shocked, I said, "What are you doing?" She smiled at me. "He has permission. Besides, house rule. I'll have his boys later after they get home, too. We'll have an all-nighter." Oh, yes, I thought. The house rule: not allowed to say no to sex. "What about your boyfriend?" "Oh, fuck no. Dushan's a one-shot wonder. So is Dad, but you somehow got two out of him tonight, so you did well." I shook my head in amazement and slight jealousy. Peter gets to fuck with an energetic, demanding teen who can go at it the entire night. I forced my heart calm. He motioned to me. "Get yourself cleaned up and mosey on home. I'll let you know when I've arranged the threesome with Maria." "Maria?" Stacey said in mock astonishment. "You still banging that neglected nymphomaniac housewife?" "We're down to once a week." Peter wrapped a big arm around her shoulders, bent his head, and kissed the, um, delightful girl who had just filled my arse. Gob-smacked was the least of my problems. I could seriously get to like her and knew that would be a very stupid move. I sat on the toilet and felt a large amount of fluid drip. I cleaned and dressed. I heard giggling noises and laughter and creaking from Peter's doorless bedroom. I tiptoed through the family room and peeked. Her smaller body lay on top of him. His hands held her undulating rump. His legs hooked over her shoulders as she strongly fucked into his wicked arse. She suddenly let loose a loud orgasmic shout and, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I watched her whole body spasm. She turned her head, smiled at me, and continued to fuck him. I grinned, nodded and waved. I knew I could have joined them – house rule – but instead I left. As I staggered back home, my legs trembled. I felt weak but my heart continued to beat strongly. And my empty anus, well, I needed another cock back up there as soon as I could arrange it. I knew I would crave that full feeling forevermore. I found my wife still spread out on the couch. I paused and gazed down at her. Why did she have to be such a prude? She had given up on the most wonderful thing in the universe: sex. But that had driven me onto something greater and much more spiritually fulfilling, not to mention physically. Sex with men was definitely far better and much purer. She woke and looked up. "Did you have fun?" I chuckled. "Yeah, I did." "How was the game?" "Invigorating," I said. "Energetic. More than I expected. Bit of a surprise, too." "Lots of sticking on that pool table?" "That, too." She looked up at me and actually smiled. "As I said before, it is always good to have a hobby. One needs pleasure in one's life." Guilt washed my soul for a moment before I told it who was boss. My wife winked at me and smiled. And I wondered. ### July 2021 by Hozzel. Authors notes: I was not sure which part of Breeding Zone this should should be posted, so I posted it in the same area as part 1. This is an original work of fiction. The characters are all invented but the story stems from a real experience related to me many years ago by a spunky online friend from Sydney. We used to exchange scalding hot emails, and had a great deal of fun describing what we would do to each other. He had gotten off on my Mistress J and mansex stories, and he gave me permission to use his real all-male gangbang experience in a story. He described himself as a multi-cummer who loved being restrained and fucked for an hour solid by his top buddy and his buddy's mates. As he travelled cross-country for work, we agreed to get together when he was in my state. He promised to fill my virgin arse with many loads and I promised he could bottom for me, too. Sadly, he passed away from asbestosis before the fun-filled hookup could happen. This one's for you, mate. It would have been one hot afternoon. I would love to hear your thoughts about part III. What would you like? What will happen? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a hard throbbing wet response, I would positively love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at my pseudonym, athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.

The other thing that come to mind is if he is putting in the date, make sure there are no trailing spaces on the date. This could be a canned response when the software can't resolve the date I ran into this on a government site a couple weeks ago when a friend was having issues

I agree with not liking the BBC label, but do like big guys with big cocks of any race, creed or colour so long as them make this skinny runt squeal as they impale and fill me 😉

I agree that's what such a provision *should* mean. I'm just saying I cannot confidently predict what the current conservative majority of the Supreme Court would rule, especially given their willingness to toss precedent. If five of them really, really wanted DeSantis to be able to run, and he made it clear he wanted to keep serving as governor "just in case he lost", I could easily see them re-casting what the Florida law says as "effectively" a requirement to be a candidate (by effectively penalizing him unless he meets that requirement they imposed). I don't think it's a valid argument but then I don't have a vote on the Supreme Court. That said, unless elections are "aligned" - that is, one's re-election for current office is scheduled at the same time as the election for the office you're seeking - people run for office all the time while continuing to hold another office. And in fact, as I recall, when Al Gore ran for president in 2000, Joe Lieberman simultaneously (and successfully) ran for re-election to the US Senate at the same time he ran for vice-president on Gore's ticket.

I think it's time for a real, down to the nitty-gritty conversation between the two. And it's past time for him to go on Prep. We should never suppress our natural needs. More, we shouldn't be sexually dangerous when there's an intimate "other" involved, until we're completely protected from bugs to the extent possible. The wife gave him a lot more rope than most wives would, and it's starting to sound like he's not focusing enough on protecting someone he professes to love. Bihusband, get on PReP. Get all the inoculations against the various std's that exist. Do it soon. Once the waiting period (for efficacy to develop) has been fulfilled, put on your fuckshirt, and get your hungry ass fucked full. And by all means, fulfill your promises to your wife. Good luck !!

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Of course she would benefit from that. But realistically, unless she understands the extent to which her own health is being placed in jeopardy by her husband - and she may not, given that he's withholding some information from her - she's unlikely to see the value of doing so.

Well, I don't go on all that much about it, since so many guys don't live in areas where the opportunities are so plentiful. That said, I'm somewhat perplexed these past weeks. One night, 5 weeks ago I went to my favorite fuckjoint as per usual, and hit the darkroom. After some rutting in Holes, I was at the end of the lineup, near one of the doors (which means, there was some light getting through from the corridor), and a guy about my height came into the darkroom, felt up my Cock while I was rutting in some Hole, and just kept his hand on it. Of course, I felt up his ass - very nicely haired - nicely shaped - and felt his Hole. It was right there. Not buried way back inside the cheeks, it was right out in the open and visible, without any spreading of his cheeks. Gorgeous. That happens to be something I really need to get my mouth on, and I pulled out of the Hole I was in, knelt down and ate that sweet Hole on the spot - and yes, there was plenty. So a little later I stood up, he grabbed my Cock again and guided it to right where it belongs. Really a very sexy guy - lightly hairy all over - and I very much enjoy that. But all of a sudden he pulled off, looked at me, and ran out of the darkroom. That surprised me, but - nothing I could do about it, right? Not a word had passed between us, so I just moved farther back into that sweet blackness of Breeding men and did more of what I love to do. When I was ready, pumped it up another nice Hole, left, and went home. The next weekend, there he was again. Pretty much the same series of events as the week before. A few minutes of rutting, and all of a sudden he ran. Third weekend, I never saw him, but (bear with me on this) there was some other guy in the darkroom that was rubbing his Cock on my ass. Now I don't take a lot of Cock up my Hole, I don't particularly like it, but I will when there's some measure of connection with the guy I'm fucking. The guy behind me I couldn't see at all, and I brushed his Cock away with my hand - not aggressively, just brushed it gently away. He persisted. Then I actually felt it, and it was way more Cock than I could possibly take. Eventually he apparently moved on, I wrapped it up, and went home. Fourth weekend: The same bottom was there in the darkroom taking loads, and as I maneuvered towards him to get some more of that furry Hole, I realized by feeling around there was some guy fucking the guys that were rutting in that same furry Hole I was trying to get to again. There may have been some whispers between the furry-Holed guy and the Top rutting in the guys fucking furry Hole - couldn't be sure - but when the bottom grabbed my Cock and bent over the fuckbench again, I did my usual, and started to enjoy that sweet Hole again. Presto. Same horse-Cocked guy as the previous weekend started to rub his Cock against my ass. As before, I gently pushed that monster away, and this time said something like thanks, but that's way too big for me. And that's when I figured it out: They're partners, and their big fetish is, Dad Breeds the guy who's Breeding his boy. I said to the Dad that I was really sorry, his boy is fantastic, but there's no way I can help out with the "scene". They left together, I lingered a while longer, and went home. This past weekend, presto - there they were again. This time, knowing the lay of the land, and knowing that the Dad's Cock would send me to the hospital to get sewn up, I started the usual routine, but the Dad worked his way over to where I was, and said he wanted to talk to me outside the darkroom. I replied, ok - I'll be out there in a little bit. At this point, I hadn't even heard the bottom's voice, just a few words with (what turned out to be) the Dad. So, I rutted for a little while, and then left the darkroom. There they were in the corridor, waiting. Turns out that they have what I'd call a fetish: boy takes loads, and Dad fucks whoever's Breeding the boy. Boy enjoys how much I love eating his Hole, Dad enjoys that too, and would I come over to their place for a threesome, me Breeding the boy, Dad Breeding me (with that impossibly big thick Cock). So, I said let's go to the bar and have a drink and figure this out. The whole scene was hot, except that there was no way I could / would attempt to take that guy's Cock. I asked a bit more, turns out they've arrived at this formula so each guy can get what he wants, and they can do it together. That's great - I'm all for a pair of Pigs working things out like that. Problem: Dad is sure he can get me to do what he wants, and I'm just as sure he can't. The idea of being a third for a pair of Pigs is appealing, but the price is too high. I haven't had a Cock up my gut since Covid, when a buddy and I got through that mess together, I know and like him, we've been Breedbuddies for years, and he really wanted to fuck me too. And, he's got a very reasonably-sized Cock, so it wasn't too much to ask. Plus, we were already very familiar with group sex together. Anyway, I didn't go to their place, and they said they'll be there next weekend, same time, same sandbox, and they're hoping I'll change my mind. I hate to be a prick, but I kinda resent being expected to do something I don't want to do, particularly since it's physically impossible. Plus, even if we find out we like each other, I don't know them well enough to walk into something I didn't know was coming. I don't really know them at all. So, maybe I'll invite them to go out for supper somewhere, and see if anything comes of that. I don't know. Helping the Dad whore out his boy would be fantastic. But the price - at least at present - is just too high. Anyway .... we'll see, I guess.

Chapter 9 Prepping for the Bug That night was a pretty restless night for me. I was confident that I wanted my partner to be the one to poz me, and he showed his commitment to me by flushing his meds. We headed to the pool where the waiter poured us all a cup of coffee, and added a bit of a kick to it with some bourbon. The waiter asked if we had a fun night, and added that he hoped we had put a sheet under my ass as to not get blood on the satin sheets from the cruel condom. My partner said no worries, as he was saving that for a few weeks. Although we had already made a commitment to pozzing, my partner said he would set up an appointment for me with his doctor, who could be someone I could confide in. I liked that idea, as it would give me the chance to discuss it with someone else. The waited said he was going to make some breakfast, and suggested my partner "scramble my eggs" while we were waiting. My partner raised my legs, and started making love to me on the lounge chair. He started off very passionate and then became a beast. As he was about to fill my guts, the passion returned. When he finished, he ate my ass, and swapped the load with me. After that, he said he had truly fallen in love with me, and would continue to love and was honored that I wanted to carry his baby. We then headed to the house for breakfast. After we ate, the waiter told us that after hearing our conversation he took the liberty to call the doctor, and he agreed to see me this afternoon. It would be perfect for the doctor as they were closed on the weekend and he could give me a thorough exam. With that we showered and headed to the doctor. Next Chapter: Dr Poz

I’d like to say 16 loads, but it was at the Berlin Fickstutenmarkt so I was blindfolded and the way it’s done leaves you feeling blissfully disorientated. A pessimist would say it could have been the same guy 16 times and never cumming, but I’m an optimist so I’m sticking with 16 loads. We’ll never know and that’s part of the fun.

Daniel looked at me and grinned, he reached onto the dash and grabbed a parcel that had been blatantly lying there, the party favors he brought to both Gurls and Girls. “There you go Fagboi, “ “Thanks” I said as I started to turn away “Oh don’t go just yet”, he said, “you two have met before haven’t you?” as he put his hand on top of the mass of red hair and lifted her sucking face off his cock and as I turned I looked straight into the once pretty face of Helens younger sister Victoria. I say once pretty, and it could be again, but at the moment the eyes where glazed and mouth and cheeks where covered in slobber, precum and possibly cum from earlier in the evening. I wasn’t surprised, as soon as I had seen the ginger curls I knew who it was and realized that my sister hated Helen more than I realized, my sister didn’t even know Victoria but had decided to destroy her and her future just to get at Helen a little more, Victoria was a bright girl with a promising future, the kind of student Americans called straight ‘A’, she already had a place in university lined up and was intent on studying to be a veterinarian. Looking at her now with her ginger curls plastered to her wet face, I knew that was all in her past. I could see what the future held for her and it was a mixture of drugs, alcohol, cock, arse, cunt, women men, maybe even worse, and of course all topped off with humiliation and degradation. “shes not much of a cock sucker yet, but she will learn, won’t you whore” Victoria mumbled something that sounded like “m’not a whore” “No? well I’m sure the guys that are lining upto fuck your sweet arse won’t care what you say you are, they will still pay good money for you……………..now get back to work” And he pushed her face back into his lap where straight away I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sucking cock. I had no idea how long it had been since Victoria had started on her downward spiral, but it had obviously been some time as she was clearly hooked on the drugs coursing through her system and I knew she would do absolutely anything to keep that supply going. How did I know this? Well, I was in the same boat, I knew that no matter how degrading, if Daniel, or Jon, or Tracey, or even Peter asked me to do something, or rather TOLD me to do something, then I would obey instantly so as not to jeopardize my supply. Daniel glanced at me and said, “You know? I bet when you where fucking her sister, you thought about fucking her too, well nows your chance, oh no, wait, you can’t even get it up anymore, can you? You sissy faggot, well? Time for you to get back to work too, get that faggot cunt of yours earning some money” I have to say, that was a miserable night for me, in fact my spirits fell every time I saw a new person join our ranks, yes, it wasn’t very often, but it was enough to dishearten me.

I had a young guy from Grindr text me. He wanted to fuck and sent pictures of how you wanted me On Back ass on pillows He came over and he was about 7” but thick. I sucked him and then he lubed my hole We fucked for 6 min and he could not cum He took off cock ring and went back in I twisted his nipples and the I head a loud moan . He came a big load in my ass Stayed in till he was done He said he will be back when around again Told him my ass was always open to him

It was not long before a dick slid through. It was long and black. I lifted it and began to suck his dick. He got hard quickly and then tapped the wall with his fist. I kept sucking and he did it again, the door that was locked opened and the man said, when he hits the wall, he I ready for your ass. The lube is on the wall. I could see it now; I grabbed some as he locked the door and lubed up that big dick and my hole and eased his dick inside me. He fucked me so good, it felt amazing. The light from the other hole went dark, I reached out and another huge soft dick was hanging there. I lifted and started to suck the guy; I think he was black also. He was even bigger than the guy fucking me. Five more minutes and the dick in my ass shoved in and pulsed as the guy behind the wall said great pussy as he slide out of my hole. Just a minute later the guy I was sucking knocked on the wall. I lubed him up and turned around backed on his even bigger dick. He fucked me and called my names like a fucking cock whore, dirty fucking slut, and white whore. He lasted ten minutes and shot his load inside me. He pulled out and I was just getting ready for my next when the door opened and a man said, boy time to take you back to your room. I was so horny, I needed more. He walked me back to the room, I rubbed his bulge once in the room, got on my knees as I unzipped his pants, and fished out a beautiful dick. He let me suck him for fifteen minutes before he shot in my mouth. He pulled out, tucked his dick back in his pants, and told me he would be back in two hours. The ads will have been posted and your two reviews will be up. The guys said you were worth every penny. If you fuck like you suck dick, I must agree with them. You must earn your keep here; you can stay if you put out. Do you understand boy? I told him I did. He then turned and locked the deadbolt. I tried to open the door, but I couldn’t the windows were screwed shut. I tried the TV, but I was so wired I could not watch it. In an hour the man came back. He pushed me over on the bed and I thought he was going to fuck me but instead he slide some tina up my hole and made me drink some juice from a straw. He led me back to the box and locked the door. I serviced ten more BBCs. Some are bigger than 10”. He once again led me upstairs but this time he pulled out his cock and texted someone else. I began to suck his cock and a few minutes later this young Middle Eastern guy walked in. He had to only be mid 20’s The guy I was sucking pulled me up and turned me around. He then pushed me onto the bed. The Middle Eastern boy came up and pulled my shorts down and dove into my ass and began to eat my cum filled hole. The kid ate me for ten minutes, and the guy who was my handler said OKAY you hot it. Ready to fuck that hole? I heard the young guy’s pants drop and his belt hit the floor. My handler said that is a crazy fat dick. I cannot believe it. I felt the young guy press some lube on my hole, then lubed up his dick and pressed it. My handler got on the bed and fed me his cock again, he whispered. Boy, you are going to take so you might as well do it on the first try. Don’t make me tie you down. I thought I have been fisted so this should be no problem. The Arab kid grabbed my hips and pulled my hips back, his dick still just at my hole. He pulled me to the left and to the right and he started to go inside me a little. Fuck it hurt, he pulled more as he pushed, and another inch went inside. I pulled off my handler’s dick, Stop I can’t please stop. The assault continued, and more and more of his fucking fat dick went inside me. I began to shake and sweat as he pressed more and more inside me. He finally got all the way inside. That is when my handler placed the ball gag in my mouth. He whispered in my ear that that was the easy part. The Arab guy pushed me down, the handler tied my hand to the bed and the kid pulled his dick out and shaved it back inside me. I screamed into the ball gag my handler just laughed. You are fucking whore. Just a whore for a huge cock. I was crying and pressing my body forward, but it did not help. He fucked me like this for ten minutes and shot his load as he pressed deep in me and shook violently. He collapsed on my back to catch his breath. His dick just pulsed inside me. That started to feel good. He spoke in Arabic and spit on the back of my head as he slowly pulled out once he started to go soft. He handed the handler a wad of cash and spoke. You know how hard it is to find a whore who can take me. I will text you when I need to nut again. The handler unfastened the ball gag and unfastened me. He gruffly said, this never happened. You will be hurt severely if anyone finds out you are whore out on the side. The last boy disappeared. My handler left, locking the door. I could hardly move, and I fell asleep crying, my ass hole throbbed. I hoped it would close but when I felt it, it was wide open.

Chapter 12 He asked the Kid “ Are you sure you want this gift I have for you “ ? The Kid emphatically said “ Yes, I am ready “. The Guy reminded him to hold still. He pulled out his cock and He grabbed his baggie and poured the contents onto the Kids gapping hole and on his glistening cock. He angled his cock so that the PA would scrape his tender hole and help the Meth burn him more, plus this might help the gift take better. The Kid was pleading to get filled, the guy pushed in and went balls deep in one move. You could hear the Kid gasp at the sudden intrusion. All the Kid could say was “ That burn feels great “. This just confirmed that the Kid was totally down the road of Chem slut. The Guy started sawing in and out of the Kids hole. He had a mean look on his face and you could tell this guy wanted to give this Kid everything he wanted, and then some. The Kid was almost chanting on how great it felt. The Kid was actually begging to get his ass ripped up, violated and flooded. Everyone in the area was watching the action and most were stroking various sizes of cocks. A couple guy walked up to get a better look at the action and their eyes went wide open when they saw the Bio-Hazzard tattoo on the guy plowing the Kid. The knew instantly what the Kid was going to get. The guy was now holding onto the Kid’s hips and jamming hos cock into the Kids butts, they knew the Kid was feeling the assault on his insides but they also knew he was to spun an din heat to care. All the Kid knew was he wanted more of everything. His mind was wandering off to a time in the Bath house sling when the guy names Horse was fucking him and how very full he felt and wished he could get that again. Every time the guy would shove deep it would make the Kid give off a loud involuntary grunt. The Married guy had a ring side seat to watch the Kid taking the ass pounding. He saw the tattoo on the guy but he was one of the few that didn’t know what it meant. He assumed it was because of the way he pounded the Kid’s ass. He almost wished he was getting that treatment. The Chem piss and G he had drank was at full strength now. He was trying to get his cock had again but couldn’t. He normally was ready to go again a little while after he shot but for some reason, he couldn’t get it fully hard. A guy came over and knelt down in front of the Married guy and started sucking and playing on the his cock. He pulled the Married guy to the edge of the bench, so his ass was hanging over the edge. He started fingering and teasing the Married guy’s ass. The hup reached into another baggie and fished out a huge shard. They all knew that the Married guy didn’t have any experience with drugs until tonight and this was going to be his baptism into the realm of chemsex. The Guy told the married guy to hold still and pulled his fingers out of the asshole in front of him. He took the shard and pressed it into the Married guys ass and held it there for a minute. At the same time he swallowed the married guy’s cock to the base. It didn’t get real hard but it was leaking precum like a small fountain. When the marred guy said “ Hey, that burns, what are you doing “ ? The Guy between his legs pushed the shard along with a second finger. The Married guy thought it was a reaction to the lube the guy was using. The burning started to subside and it stared to really feel good. His cock seemed to come alive. It wasn’t hard but he could never remember how great this felt. The Guy with his fingers up the ass managed to get the shard pressed up against the Married guy’s prostate. He knew this was the best way to convert a guy to a full blown chem pig. The Kid was having just as much fun. The guy fucking him had a rhythm going. He would be fucking him and then when he wasn’t expecting it he either would pull out all the way and ram it back in, tearing the hole open more. The other thing he would do is once the Kid got into the rhythm he would shove in as hard as he could, hitting bottom and catching the Kid off guard. A strange grunt cold be hear coming from the Kid’s mouth. You could tell the top was angry and abusing the Kid’s ass. The Kid just kept grunting and asking for more. The Kid’s cock was swinging under him dripping out precum again. The Guy aske the Kid if he was ready for the Gift, the Kid said “ Yes please, make it go deep “.

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

I remember my first black cock. I was at a glory hole and really hungry for cock. It was a slow i was in the both jerking off for a while and I thought about leaving. Must have been about an hour. Then I heard the door open in the booth next to mine. I look in and saw he was black. I don't know, but was really horny and wasn't sure what I was going to do. I remember him dropping his pants as I was looking. He was going real slow.i am sure he knew I was watching. He dropped his pants and was wearing tight fitting underwear, I daw he was hard and pretty damn big. I was watching and waiting for his cock to be free. He was moving slow, on purpose, I wanted him to unleash his cock. Finally he did. It had to be 9 inches, thick, cut . Pre cum leaking out of his cock. He rubbed it around his cock head making his dark black cock glisten. I put my fingers in the hole. He moved close to the hole and slipped his cock through. I hesitated a moment then slipped my mouth on his cock. I put my mouth against the hole and he fucked my mouth.. slowly. He then pulled back and asked me if I would unlock my door and if he could come In my booth. At this time I wanted him so bad,I said yes. He came over, hime was shaved, his balls were shaved. On my knees I finished what I started. He was telling me what to do,lick his balls,his taint, his cock. This went on for a bit ,then he held on to my face and started fucking my mouth. Hard,fast, slow.. his cock was covered on my throat slime. I wanted his cum..I felt his cock growing in my mouth ,his knees were shaking, him moaning,then I felt his first shot of cum hit my mouth..he shot 5 strong jets of cum. I never had that much cum fill my mouth. The last few shots of cum filled my mouth. I was in heaven. After he finished we talked. He said he wanted to fuck me too. Asked if I was there often, I wasn't but hoped to catch up with him again. I never saw him again. But to this day I love sucking cock but it's black cock that really turns me on. I will anything for a hard black cock to fuck my throat.

I started at the age of 13 and realized instantly to be a natural born sub slut. I hooked up my first guy in a public restroom and went home with him. We got naked and I was on my knees immediatly to suck him. He didn´t have to tell me, what to do. Leter he wanted to fuck me. It hurted like hell. But he was careful and patient. And after a while I enjoyed the new feeling. I became addicted to cock and cum in my hole. And so I am until today.