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Part 6: Caught with my Cage. I kept the cage on for a bit. On Tuesday I arranged to meet two guys (not at the same time) and sucked them off in their cars. On Wednesday I got one guy to do a quick pump and dump. On Thursday I only had one guy for car head. Aside from my Monday meeting with daddy, it was a kind of disappointing week. I decided to take a break and didn't set anything up for Friday. Instead I made some plans to hang out with my friends instead. I told my parents I was gonna crash at of my buddies place. He picked me up around 5pm and we went to his place. My friend group would hang out there often. His dad wasn't around and his mom basically lived with a boyfriend so we ussually had the house to ourselves. We mostly stayed in the basement or garage and listened to music while playing cards or beer pong. On this particular night there 7 people there, not including myself. Four were some my guy friends, two were girls I went to school with, and one was an older guy. Also, while I wasnt out, one of the my friends was and he brought an older 'friend' of his. We played cards and drank in the basement for a bit. But my friend had too much to drink and by 9pm the he had fallen asleep on a couch. Everyone decided to either call it a night or head somewhere else and began to leave. My gay friend agreed to give one of the girls a ride, and asked his older 'friend' if he minded. The older guy said it was fine and that he was gonna leave as soon as he finished his drink. Soon, everyone had left except the me, the older guy, and my drunk friend (who was fast asleep). I hadn't really been talking to him that night and it was a bit awkward. But I was trying to be polite. He came over and joined me on the couch. I was a little tipsy and didn't know how to react when he put his hand on my thigh. I just continued trying to force small talk when he reached up and gave my dick a squeeze. I stopped mid sentence, unsure of what to do next. He smiled and said "well, you're full of surprises arent you" I remained silent as he undid my pants and inspected the cage. After a moment he said "Guess its my lucky night." We stood up and he led me upstairs to the living room. Once there, he undressed me and sat on the couch. I stood there for a while as he looked over my naked body. Eventually I snapped back to reality. He undid his pants and pulled out his dick as I dropped to my knees. I grabbed the little black bottle out of my pant pocket and crawled to him. He was still soft but was a decent size. I put his dick in my mouth and enjoyed the feeling of his cock growing harder as I bobbed my head up and down on it. My cock began to hurt a bit as my dick got harder and harder in its cage. It was rather uncomfortable. He spit on his finger and reached around to rub my hole as I continued to suck. My dick was starting to really hurt as it pressed against its cage. The older guy stood up and lifted me onto the couch. I was on my knees with my head resting on the back and my ass facing outwards. He was rock hard at this point and he began to press the head of his cock against my opening. I took a deep hit from the bottle which relaxed me enough for his cock to slip inside. "God! thats good" he said. "I thought you friend was a good slut, but he's never let me fuck raw" I was able to relax and enjoy the dizzy feeling from the combination of alcohol and poppers. My election softened slightly as I slipped into light haze. He fucked my hole for a bit before pulling out and flipping me over. I was happy the cage was there as I was a total bottom slut and I thought it would deter him from trying to suck my cock. But I was wrong and light headed to stop him as he started to lick my cock through the cage. To my surprise I did enjoy the sensation. Possibly because I knew I wouldn't be able to cum like that with the cage on. After a few minutes my dick was really starting to hurt again as it strained against the cage. I pushed him a way and presented my ass again. He started rimming my hole as I took another hit from bottle. He stood up and reinserted his cock. He was going faster this time and I sensed he was about to cum. I took one more deep hit as he pushed deep. He pulled out and told me to get dressed. I was disappointed that I hadn't felt him fill me with his load. I was embarrassed, thinking he hadn't really been enjoying me as much id thought. I quickly dressed and stood there waiting to hear what he had to say. As he buttoned his pants he looked over and said "nights still young, let's go have some fun together" I grabbed another beer on the way out and we left in his car. I drank the beer in the passenger seat while he was messaging someone on his phone. We pulled into a driveway around 10pm and I finished my beer. We were at a nice house in an upscale neighborhood. Several cars were parked out front and he ushered me through the front door. I had arrived at small get together. There were 10 people I could see and they all looked to be between the ages of 30 and 50. The guy who brought me asked if I'd like another drink. I nodded yes and he motioned to the couch, "make yourself comfortable... I'm sure everyone here will be happy to meet a nice guy like you" I sat down on a couch with a group of 5 guys. The seats were arranged as conversation area in a corner of the room. The couch I was on was a three seater with its back against the wall and there was a loveseat was against the other wall. Across from me there were two arm chairs. They were all drinking but were much more sober than I was, not surprising since I'd had more than a few beers over the prior few hours. They introduced themselves to me, John, Jeff, Rich, Tim, and Todd. "And I believe you've already met Peter" Rich said as the guy who brought me walked handed me drink. I agreed but honestly I didn't known his name prior to this exchange. Peter handed me a cocktail glass and sat down in one of the armchairs. Tim looked over to Peter and said, "Well, you brought quite the handsome young man with you." Tim then turned to me and said "We've heard alot about you" Peter laughed and said "Nope, this is a differnt boy than the one I've been seeing." John laughed and said "You seem to have a gift for find young guys, how did you find this one" "I found him at a small get together, he's friends with my boy toy. We actually just met tonight" "You work fast" John said. Peter shook his head, "No work at all. He said we straight but I copped a feel and found his little clitty is all caged up" "Oh, I'd like to get a look at that" Tim said. "Did you guys already have some fun together" "A bit" Peter said, "little slut didn't even ask about a condom" Jeff looked up fro his drink and smiled "You get a load in you yet?" "Not tonight" I replied. "Well, Im sure you'll have plenty of opportunity" Todd joined the conversation by asking "are you on Prep?" "Im not on Prep" I confessed. "That's crazy" Todd replied "And you take raw loads from from strangers? I looked down, feeling slightly ashamed and admitted that I did. Jeff jumped to my defense "Leave him be, I've fucked raw my whole life, including in the 80s and 90s" he paused for a moment before continuing "plus pretty much everyone is either undetectable or on Prep these days." On one hand I felt I felt a bit better after hearing this. But to be honest the shame I felt from being called out by Todd had really turned me on. I was also drunk enough that my dick was staying soft in spite of how aroused I was getting. Jeff looked at me and said "Im gonna go out and have a smoke, would you care to join me?" I said sure and and got up. John got up as well and the three of us walked out a sliding door onto a deck. There was a patio set on the deck with four chairs, two of which were occupied by pair of guys who were puffing on cigars. One of the guys looked like he might be the oldest at the party, maybe mid 60s. The other was a large shirtless hairy guy in his early 40s with a beard. Jeff lit a cigarette and offered me one. I didn't really smoke except when I drank and I'd been drinking all night. John lit his cigarette and made conversation with Jeff by the deck railing as I started to feel light headed and sat in an empty chair. "You Peters friend?" the bearded man asked. "Yes I am" I replied "I'm Nick and this is Tom" he said motioning to the older guy. "You having fun tonight?" Nick asked. "Kind of a slow start so far" I admitted. "Trying to get right to it?" I nodded yes. Nick smiled and said "there are prolly a few guys upstairs, we mostly just socialize down here" He took a puff of his cigar and said "if you dont care about privacy I can start you off right now" Nick undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I took a final drag of my cigarette and dropped to my knees. His cock was already semi-errect, it was very thick and around 6.5 inches. He had a silver kings crown piercing that I paused to look at for moment before taking him in my mouth. I was lost in his cock and the excitement of be watched. Jeff and John stopped their conversation and watched me slurp on Nick's meaty cock. And I noticed that Tom had undone his pants and was rubbing his cock. He was totally soft and and on the small side. But I didn't mind giving him a show. Still puffing his cigar, Nick put his free hand on the back of my head and began push me deeper on each downward stroke. About 10 minutes in he pushed down hard and shot a stream of cum against the back of my throat. I pulled off slightly and locked my lips around his head as he twitched 3 more times filling my mouth with a rather large thick load of jazz. I opened my mouth holding the load so Nick so could see it before I swallowed. Still on my knees I turned towards where Jeff and John were standing and asked "whose next?" "I think ill just watch for now" John said. I crawled over to Jeff and undid his pants. He wasn't nearly as thick as Nick but was extremely long, about 8.5 inches, with a downward curve. In spite of its length it was probably the easiest cock to deepthroat I'd ever had. I could swallow his whole cock, all the way to the base. I was able to finish him in a matter of minutes. When he announced he was cumming I pushed deep and held while his cock spasmed several times. I could feel the cum shooting down my throat but his cock was so deep I didn't even taste it. I stood up and leaned against the railing next to Jeff. He buttoned his pants and lit two cigarettes, passing one to me. I took a drag of the cigarette and made some small talk with Jeff. I went back inside. Jeff and John stayed outside with Nick and Tom. It was now around 11pm and Peter and Rich were no longer downstairs but 2 new guys were present. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and decided to take a look upstairs. I peeked into one of the bedrooms and saw Peter, Rich and and a guy I hadn't met yet. The guy I hadn't met was on all fours on a cussioned bench. He was being fucked by Peter while sucking Rich's cock. I put two fingers in my mouth to wet them and reached into my pants. I watched for a while and rubbing the head of my cock through my cage. After a bit I moved on to the next room and looked in. There were two guys I hadn't met yet. They were in the bed in the 69 position sucking eachothers cocks. I couldnt see much from the doorway as they were under a bed sheet so I continued to the next room and looked in. There was a guy laying naked in the bed watching porn on a small wall mounted TV. He saw me peak in and quickly motioned for me to enter. He stood up as I walked towards the bed and began to help me undress. I finished off my drink and took out the black bottle before kicking my cloths into a pile on the side of the room. He bent me over and started to lick my hole. I was already past ready to take some dick. He was already hard from the porn so I moaned "please put your cock in me." "I dont have any condoms" he said. After I told him he didn't need a condom to fuck me, I realized that no one had cum in me yet. He slapped my ass and said "turn around and enjoy the movie." I turned around to face the TV, still on all fours. He positioned himself behind me and lubed up his cock. I took a hit from the bottle as he pushed his cock inside me. The video was straight porn and was a close up creampie compilation. Not really my thing but I was able to get into it by imagining myself in place of each girl as they got pumped full of of cum. The guy behind me was pumping away at my ass and was fixated on the screen. I thought he might be straight and got extra turned on at the that I might be getting barebacked by someone who wasn't into me at all. Feeling like nothing but a sex object to be used by men was one of my biggest turn ons. He gave a few deep thrusts and grunted as I felt him explode inside me. My ass finally had its first load of the night. The guy quickly got dressed and left the room leaving me all alone. I left my cloths on the floor walked naked back to the first room. Peter, Rich, and the guy I hadn't met had been joined by Tim and Nick. Rich was fucking Peter on the bed. Nick was fucking the guy who I had been watching get fucked last time while Tim was under them in the 69 position. I walked over to Peter and Rich and slipped into the same position Tim was in a few feet away. I sucked Peters cock while Rich thrusted his cock in and out of Peters ass. Peter returned the favor by licking at my limp caged cock. After 15 min or so Peters cock began to twitch and my mouth was finally filled with his seed. I held his cum in my mouth while shifting to tounge Rich's balls. Rich grunted and pushed deep filling Peter with his load. I opened my mouth and caught a glob of cum as time pulled out. "Looks like your friend is hungry tonight" Rich said to Peter "maybe you should feed him somemore" Peter sat upright and pushed a few times squirting gobs of Rich's cum into my open mouth. Peter got up and looked down at me. My mouth was still open and full of cum. "Damn boy, you really are a cum slut aren't you?" he said. I swallowed both loads and replied "I try to be". I moved to the edge of the bed as Nick announced he was about to cum. He gave a few deep trusts and pulled out. Seeing an opening i slipped in and began to lick the cummy hole. Just as I finished lapping up Nick's cum, Tim moaned that he was gonna cum. His partner locked his lips as Tim moaned and filled his mouth. I ran into Todd and John as I left the room and the three of us went back to the room I had left my cloths. It quickly became apparent that John was a bottom. We got on all fours next to eachother and Todd alternated between us for a bit. I was happy when Todd finished inside me instead of John. After I got dressed Peter found me. It was getting late and he had already come twice. He asked if I needed a ride back to my friends place. He dropped me off and, near complete exhaustion, I fell fast asleep on the couch thinking about all the cocks and cum I had lucked into that night.

Part 20 I was feeling great, and the memory of the previous day’s adventures was fading. The pain had gone, I was feeling horny and hungry, and those pics just lit up a fire in me. Gone those terrors I had the night before, the doubts that had been haunting my mind for the past week. I was rubbing my cock through my underwear, looking avidly at that cock pic he said he had taken live when he sent it. I was remembering that first time he had loaded my ass with his poz cum, just a few days ago, and I could not understand why I had been so freaked out all week long. “Make sure you’re ready at 8pm, boy! And prepare some change of clothes as you won’t be back before tomorrow!” he texted as I was jerking on his pic. I edged myself a few times, checking pozzing videos online and imagining it would soon be me. I got up around 11AM and figured I should eat something now in order to prep for 8PM. I grabbed some brunch and decided to walk around the city and explore until I had to get ready. With all the meetings, I had not had any time to discover the area, which turned out to be pretty nice. Beach, pier, a very nice afternoon with a constant boner thinking about his poz dick. With my hands in my pockets, I was continuously rubbing my cock, and was checking the time frantically hoping 8PM would come faster. I got back at my hotel around 5:30PM and started prepping, sniffing a bit of poppers from time to time. I was at the curb in front of my hotel at 8PM sharp. At that point, I was just too horny and excited to think about anything else but that dick and cum. The loss of my PrEp had escaped my mind completely. An old blue Toyota stopped right in front of me. It was him. He motioned me to get in . I sat by him and closed the door. “Look what you’re doing to me, boy!” I looked down and his dick was out of his pants, fully hard. He pulled me in and gave me a deep kiss, before pushing my head down to his cock. “Kiss it, boy.” I did and he put it back into his pants. “Soon, it will be all yours” he added as he started driving. We drove for twenty-five minutes until we got to a motel. We got out of the car and he told me to wait while he would get the keys to the room. He came back five minutes later and we made our way to the second floor into a double room. It was clean but old looking. “Make yourself comfortable, we’ll spend quite some time here”. I dropped my bag and went to the bathroom. When I came out, he had dimmed the light and he was naked. “Strip down to your jocks, boy.” he ordered. I took my pants and t-shirt off. I was just wearing my white jockstrap. “On your knees here.” I kneeled in front of him. “Open your mouth” I did and he spit into it before shoving his already hard cock down my throat. He started to fuck my face mindlessly, firmly holding my head from behind. I was trying to catch quick breaths between thrusts as best as I could until he pulled completely out. “Climb onto the bed now, ass up.” I did and he started eating my ass, pushing his tongue as deep as possible and making my hole all wet and sloppy. After ten minutes, he got up and lined his dick with my hole and started pushing the tip into it. “It’s time again, boy. You got already one poz load from me a week ago. But now, it’s one additional week without meds for me. My dick is more toxic than it was last time” he said while sliding in slowly. I could feel every inch entering my ass, with the help of his spit and precum. His poz dick was getting inside me and I was feeling strangely high. He waited to be fully in before starting to fuck me harder. I could tell he was horny as hell. After a few minutes, he flipped me to my back and shoved his dick right back in. “I want to look at your face, boy”. He picked up the pace and screamed as he shot his load. “ Turn around.” I felt something on my right butt cheek. “There, that’s load number one”. He had marked my ass. “Tonight, I’ll turn you into a Poz cumdump, boy. A poz cumdump who’ll beg for toxic loads”.

Part 9 As I've said in earlier posts, I've always been surprised by how many apparently straight guys like to have sex with other guys and even more surprised by how many of them want it up the arse and are happy to do it without a condom. I had a really unexpected and horny experience in the mid 90s at a family party for one of my cousin's 30th birthday. We were all at a restaurant for a meal and drinks and my cousin, whose birthday it was, had a friend from work staying with him and his wife. Tom was a good-looking Irish guy, blond and stocky and I learned that his girlfriend and young child were over in Ireland visiting family. During the meal I noticed Tom look up when my cousin made some reference to me being gay. After that, I saw Tom looking at me a few times and I couldn't help wondering if he had some sort of problem with me being gay. After the meal other people started arriving for the evening party and it turned into a really good evening. I had seen Tom looking at me a few more times and I when I saw him going outside for a cigarette, I decided to take it up with him. He was standing in a shaded area, smoking a cigarette as I went up to him and told him I had seen him looking at me and asked him right out if he had a problem with me being gay. I think I was a bit too direct, because he looked really shocked and I could see I had really embarrassed him. "I'm sorry," he muttered, "I shouldn't have been looking at you." I wasn't sure what to say as Tom added "And it's not that, it's not that I have a problem with you." He took a draw on his cigarette and added "The thing is, I've done it with a few blokes myself." I looked at him. "I like it," he said "I like doing it with blokes". I certainly had not expected this - and a few minutes later we had moved to a wooded area behind the bar and Tom's pants and trousers were down and his cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then he went down on me. He sucked me really well and then, to my surprise, he turned me round and pulled my cheeks apart and I felt his tongue pushing up my arse. He licked me for a while and then stood up. "Do you fuck?" he said "Yes" I said He grinned and then looked serious "I have no condom," he said. He produced a small pack of lube "I have this," he said "But I have no condom." "Oh," I said "Is that a problem for you?" said Tom. I had recently started fucking without condoms and really enjoyed it. Although I had told myself I would not fuck without condoms again, I was really tempted to let Tom do me and cum in my arse. I pretended to think about it for a moment and then I shook my head. "It's not a problem." I said Tom grinned at me and opened the pack of lube. I assumed he was going to hand it to me and was genuinely surprised when he bent forward and started rubbing the lube into his own arsehole. I realised he was expecting me to fuck him and, sure enough, he leaned forward against a tree and pushed his arse out. I didn't hesitate - I moved up behind him, pulled his cheeks apart, positioned my cock against his hole and pushed. He grunted as I slid up him and then I began to fuck. His hole was tight, but not as tight as I thought it might be and I began to fuck him harder. He was really into being fucked and I didn't hold back. I fucked him as hard as I could and shot my load right up him. When I decided to challenge Tom, I had never thought for a minute that I would end up fucking him, pants down against a tree, with no condom! When I had finished cumming in him, he pulled off my cock and took hold of his own, which was rock hard. He began to wank and after just a few strokes, he shot his load out against the tree. We were both out of breath now and Tom grinned at me. "Thanks," he said "I really needed that." A few minutes later, we went back into the party, with no one any the wiser. I met Darren in the mid 2000s, not long after I had split from my partner. He messaged me on Saturday around lunchtime and said he was working in the area and would be finishing shortly and was horny to be sucked off. He had no pictures on his profile and didn't have many details either - just that he was in his early thirties and liked to be sucked off. I was feeling horny and messaged him back saying I would be happy to suck him off. He asked if he could cum in my mouth and I messaged back saying certainly he could. He sent me a smiley face and said he would be with me in about half an hour. A few minutes later he sent me a picture of his cock, which looked to be quite long and thick. I showered and, as I waited for him to arrive, I wondered what he would look like. I preferred a picture on a profile for obvious reasons, but I had already learned that some guys did not have face pics on their profiles because of their jobs, or because they just wanted to be discreet and didn't want their friends to see their profiles. I also knew, however, that quite often it was because they had a boyfriend or partner at home. Darren arrived as short time later and turned out to be a really good-looking young guy, stocky with dark blond shaggy hair, blue eyes and an arse that really filled out his trousers. He was wearing a dark polo shirt and work trousers and I could see that his cock was already hard. He grinned at me and asked me if I was still up for sucking his cock. I pulled him towards me and we kissed. My hand went down to his cock and he groaned and kissed me harder as I began to wank hi through his trousers. I pulled away and he unbuttoned his trousers, pulling them down to his knees along with his pants. His cock was long and thick and sticking straight up and I took it in my mouth and began to suck him off. He groaned loudly and his cock seemed to grow even harder in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I could tell he was getting close. I didn't want him to cum just yet so I stopped sucking him and began to lick his big, hairy balls. He groaned again as I licked him and then I took his cock back in my mouth. I sucked him for a bit longer and then motioned to him to turn round. He shook his head and I told him I just wanted to lick his arse. He shook his head again and said "I can't......I've.......you know, been at work all day." I told him that didn't matter and, after a moment's further hesitation, he slowly turned round and bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hole. "Oh fuck!" he moaned loudly as I began to lick his arse. His hole was quite hairy and a bit funky, but I didn't care about that and I pushed my tongue right up him and licked him hard. I continued to lick him until he warned me he was getting close and then he turned round and pushed his cock back into my mouth. I sucked him for a couple more minutes and then I felt the head of his cock grow in my mouth and a few seconds later I was rewarded with a big mouthful of cum. He kept shooting more and more cum into my mouth and I swallowed the lot and then licked his cock clean. He pulled up his pants and grinned at me again. He told me he worked for a firm of landscape gardeners and tree surgeons who carried out work in the ara every few weeks and asked if I would be up for meeting with him again. I said I would definitely be up for that and he said he would message me the next time he was in the area. I wasn't sure if I would hear from him again, but one Saturday morning a few weeks later he messaged me and asked if I would be up for meeting him again. He arrived a short time later and within seconds his pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round. He didn't hesitate this time - he pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his fit, hairy arsehole. I rimmed him for a while and then I stood up and began to rub the head of my cock against his wet arsehole. He looked over his shoulder at me. "Do you want to fuck me?" he asked. I said I would love to fuck him and then he asked me if I had a condom. I shook my head and he was silent for a moment. "I don't normally fuck without a condom," he said "We don't have to fuck," I said "It's up to you." He was silent for another moment and then he bent forward and pushed his fit arse out towards me. "Fuck it, Let's do it!" he said I fingered some lube into his hole, moved in behind him and pushed the head of my cock against his hole. He was very tight, but I pushed my cock slowly into his arse and soon I was right up him. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He groaned, "Oh fuck, that's good!" he said "That's so fucking good!" I was fucking him harder now and he seemed to be really into it. He was playing with his cock as I fucked him harder and before long I could feel myself getting close. I fucked him for a bit longer and then I shot what felt like a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I pulled out, I went down on his cock and almost immediately he shot his load into my mouth. I met up with Darren quite a few times over the next six months and he never mentioned condoms again. He seemed to be quite happy to take my cock up his arse without a condom and let me cum right up him each time and I enjoyed every minute of barebacking and breeding his tight arse. We met up one Saturday morning and, as usual, I sucked his cock, licked his arse for a while and then fucked him, depositing a nice big load of cum deep inside him. As I pulled out, I noticed that he was wearing a wedding ring. I commented on it and he went brick red. He told me he was actually married with two young children and, though he had fooled around with guys when he was younger, he had only started doing it with guys again recently. He said he normally took his wedding ring off but had forgotten today. He then told me I was only the second guy to fuck him since he'd been married and the first to do it without a condom. I could tell he was really uncomfortable talking about it, so I didn't ask him any more questions and he left shortly afterwards. Darren never contacted me again and I was not surprised. I think he was just really uncomfortable with me knowing he was married. I had enjoyed every minute of fucking his tight, married arse though and was really turned on to learn that I was the first to breed it. I suspected I would not be the last. I had another very horny experience a few years later in Germany when one of my friends asked me if I would mind translating a document from German into English for one of his neighbours. My friend's English was excellent, but he felt a native speaker could do a better job and asked if I would mind. He told me the document was for his neighbour Ali, who had come to Germany from Syria as a refugee. I said I'd be happy to help, and it was arranged that I would meet Ali that afternoon so that he could explain what he needed. He arrived at my hotel around 5pm, accompanied by his wife and two young children. They bought me a drink and we went through the documents. I didn't see any difficulties with translating them and estimated it would take me a couple of hours. Ali needed it the following day, so I said I would do it that evening and we arranged that he would call for it the following morning after breakfast. I had arrived in Hamburg in need of a rest, which I had now had, and I was also feeling extremely horny. I had been busy at work and not had much time for anything else. I had not cum for over a week and was looking forward to taking care of that by going cruising that night after I had finished translating the documents. In the event, I was tired when I finished the translation, and I decided to stay in that night and save my load for the following day. I met with Ali in the hotel bar the following day around lunchtime. He was on his own this time and, as well as bringing me a present, insisted on buying me a drink in the bar. He was a good-looking guy - dark haired and dark eyed and looked to be in his early 30s. He was keen to practice his English and we talked for a while and then had another drink. He told me how much he liked my friend and how helpful he and his partner had been. He then said he thought it was great that men could live together openly in Germany, and this led on to him asking about me. I wasn't sure quite where the conversation was heading, but I was beginning to get the feeling that Ali was coming on to me. After I had told him a bit about myself, he grinned and asked me if I like to have fun and I said I loved it. I didn't realise at first that he was asking me if I would like to have fun with him, but a short time later we were upstairs in my room and Ali was kissing me and feeling my cock through my trousers. He kissed me really well and then he unbuttoned my trousers, pulling them down to my knees along with my pants and then took my cock into his mouth. I had certainly not expected anything like this when I had arranged to meet Ali that day. He sucked me for a while and then we changed places and soon I had his cock in my mouth. He did not object when I turned him round and he bent over the bed as I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his arse. A short time later, Ali pulled his trousers and pants off and soon he was kneeling on the bed in just his polo shirt and socks. I pushed my tongue back up his arse and licked him and after a while he said "You fuck me?" I couldn't wait to fuck his fit arse and I got some lube and rubbed it on his hole and then I positioned myself behind him and pushed my cock against his hole. He pulled away, "No condom?" he said. He looked really shocked and I realised that he was not going to let me fuck him bareback. "No condom?" he said again, and I shrugged my shoulders. He was silent for a moment and then a grin spread over his face. "No condom!" he said "Sexy! No condom!" I pushed the head of my cock against his hole and this time he didn't resist. My cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him. He gave a few little moans as I fucked him and I heard him moaning "No condom - sexy!" I continued to fuck him and then he moaned and saidd "Hard......hard!" At first I thought he was saying I was fucking him too hard, then I realised he was telling me he wanted it harder, and I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. I fucked Ali really hard and a short time later I was ready to cum. I kept fucking him and soon I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum right up his unprotected arse. When I had finished cumming, I pulled out and Ali got off the bed, grinning. He pulled me towards him and kissed me as he wanked himself and a few minutes later he shot his load. I met up with Ali again early the following morning when he was on his way to work. He didn't have much time - he just pulled his pants and trousers down to his knees and bent forward, pulling his cheeks apart as I pushed up him. I fucked him and shot my load in him and then he pulled up his pants and went off work quite happily. The last thing he said to me was "No condom! Sexy!" Part 10 to follow

I was 18. He was 34. I met him through a friend that he was fucking. I wanted him so bad. He was all man and loved being surrounded by pussy bottoms. I tried everything to get with him but he was not having it. One day I asked him why he was not interested. He said he was very interested but did not play with neg bottoms. I was instantly on a mission to get him to convert me. It took almost 6 months but I wore him down and he bred me. I believe I was pozzed that first time but can’t be sure. He bred me continuously over the following months until finally I got sick. We actually stayed together for about seven more years. He has a 9.5 thick boy breaking cock that I still crave. I have “dated” a lot of men of color since and feel that I naturally gravitate towards them.

Whenever I go to a gay sauna, I strip off, lube up and clutching my poppers bottle go straight to the dark room. As I enter the scent of poppers and spunk his me and all the memories of other visits come rushing back do that I am immediatly hard. I push into the crowd and within seconds hands are feeling me,a mouth fastens onto my co cc l and I am bent forward as the first cock pushes up my bum. Then it starts: cock after cock , some shooting up me,others just ploughing my belly and in between my own cock finds a random arse and I slide inside a willing rectum, usually already lubed with hot fresh semen. So it goes on until I need a break and walk out dazzled into the lit area spunk dribbling down my thighs. A rest, a drink and back for more.

So since moving out to the middle of no where, I haven’t been able to play like I used to in the city. And MOST guys out this way are freaks. Many are married to women and only p lay during lunch time. So tonight I popped up grindr and this sexy Asian boy messaged me hello. We exchanged pics. I’m usually a bottom but having an 8” cock affords me beautiful smooth asses from time to time. we spent the next 20 mins detailing how he loves his ass eaten out and I explained I’m the best. With some details of how good I am…. he decided to come over. From the moment he walked in, we kissed, I sucked his boy tits and rimmed tue most soft beautiful Asian boy bubble ass… i got so hard that I spit on his pussy and slid in. For tue next 45 mins I toggled between my cock deep deep inside him, my tongue fat up his pussy and discovered he loves fingers and fucked him with my thumb he went nuts. to top it off, he said, can I Cum inside u now. HELL UEAH. Hey shot tue biggest load after I flexed my hole on his cock. Told him I’m 45 and he’s 20. Felt weird but he said most guys never come this close to pleasing him….. fuk yummy!

Way back whenever, forgot to use one and his sloppy hole felt too good to ever want to bother with them again.

I still remember the very first time I had a cock push past my inner ring (second sphincter), and at that time I didn’t even know anything about it. I was young and I used a program called Mirc (internet relay chat) to find tops in my area— Miami Dade/Broward counties. I developed a semi-steady relationship with an older guy who would fuck and breed me on a regular basis and one day, he had a friend over who (he said) wanted to check me out. This guy, a true Black stallion, albeit also older, literally sported a foot long cock, and I remember seeing stars, when he managed to get his plum sized helmet head past my sphincter. I truly believed THAT would be the highlight of my day, my week, or even the best thing ever because I was so young and inexperienced. My guy had to literally hold me in place on all four, and at the edge of his really tall bed, until this monster got the head of his cock pop into my ass. I screamed like a bitch, which I never do, but they didn’t allow me to move, and my repeated “please take it out!” were totally ignored. He just stood there, head in, with the rest of his cock waiting for what was to come. I don’t how long it took for me to get accustomed to the circumference of his cock but it was surely 10 minutes plus. And then he began to fuck me, real slow, but deeper and deeper. I think he took his time because I even asked to suck my regular oldie, to stick his cock in my mouth— the idea of me being skewered on a spit roast had long been a fantasy of mine, way on top of my bucket list. Now, THIS was the highlight of my day! And then I felt his head pushing into my second, inner ring, which I thought was the place where my bowels took a turn to somewhere, and where he would just not be able to go any further. I seriously didn’t know about a think called inner ring and I didn’t know that humans had no control over it, unlike our anal (outer) ring. He kept pushing and poking with his cock, and now my oldie was feeding me his hardened cock with a regular dosage of poppers, every two minutes, until my head was feeling like a drum. This went on for at least half an hour, and they took pictures of me, and talked to their friends on flip phones, ubiquitous at the time. I don’t even know if pictures of those cocks my ass and mouth were sent to those friends, but for a moment I feared more people would come and I would be seriously hurt from so much fucking. In the end, that didn’t happen, they both just kept fucking me, not rough, rather mild, but without a break. And then— surprise. I don’t know if they planned it, but as if on cue, my oldie took his cock off my mouth, bent over me, and grabbed me with both his arms, pushing me face down into a pillow on the mattress. He held me there, while at the very same time, the Black guy gave a huge push forward, into me, and then I felt it. The pain, the surprise, the way they held me, for those 15 seconds (seemed like an hour), was indescribable. I again felt that humongous head past something inside my bowels, and I was being held in place. The pillow below my face made sure my screams, probably too loud for a regular gated community in North Miami Beach, were perfectly muffled, and I remember sweat springing from my forehead as I realised the guy in my ass wasn’t going out. He planted himself behind me and then I felt him bend over me from behind. The sweat of his upper torso stuck to my shivering back, and his foot long schlong changed angle as he did. When his bent was low enough for his face to reach mine, he whispered in my ear “welcome to the foot long club, baby!” and then began sucking my earlobe. I moaned and moaned, but I now know THIS was the highlight of my day. My oldie let go of me, and jumped behind the two of us, and knelt down to get a close up view of this guy’s cock welded in my chute. I heard him say, rather loudly “yep! It’s all in, man! And it looks so fucking beautiful!” The Black guy fucked me like that— his belly and chest glued to my back for what seemed like an eternity until I felt him thicken inside me, and when I felt his cock’s convulsions I knew he was breeding me past my inner circle.

Fucking hell. Another awesome chapter and a cliffhanger from hell!

I started getting barebacked as soon as I started getting guys to fuck me and never even considered using condoms till several years later, in the middle of high school. it just never made any sense that if a guy is using my hole to jerk himself off he would use a condom. plus I REALLY wanted loads in me from the first time. then at the beginning of highschool I was trained that cumdumps like me exist to be fucked raw, no exceptions. I did briefly try condoms when I started sneaking into bathhouses but guys would just stealth breed my slutty blindfolded ass anyhow so like why bother?

I went to the arcade/bookstore yesterday and within 20 minutes I got fucked 3 times and took 2 loads. I was in a booth that had a folding chair so I closed it and started watching some raw gay porn with my cock out of my shorts. I guy joined me and after blowing him for a bit he said he wanted to fuck me, I turned around dropped my shorts and presented my ass to him. He was fucking me when another guy looked in and my fucker asked if he wanted to fuck me as well, he pulled out and the next guy started pounding me hard, I had to brace myself against the wall. He gave me a few hard fucks and then I felt him tense up and fill my man pussy with his load, he pulled out and said look at my cum dripping out and then shoved his cock back in. Another guy showed up and he too started fucking me but didn’t want to cum so he left, the first fucker took over and didn’t last long as he shot his load into my ass. After that I pulled up my shorts and left with cum dripping out of my ass. I don’t often get lucky like that at an arcade so I was very satisfied.

hapter 19: Pizza Boy Delivers. The night FINALLY arrived, and the doctor placed the order for pizza. He only ordered one, but eating wasn't what we had in mind. The pizza boy delivered quickly, and found us all naked on the sofa. He quickly stripped, and was rock hard. The doctor led him to the shower to make sure he was clean both inside and out. Pizza boy apparently loved his first experience with a shower shot, when they returned the doctor told him that if he loved that, just wait until our toxic seed was up his ass. The doctor told him he was confident that he was ready and willing to be gifted, and that my cock would be both the first and last to breed him. He continued by saying before that, he would have to breed me to prove his worthiness as a top. He then told him if he didn't seem worthy, I would be the only one to breed him tonight. I positioned myself on a fuck bench and simply said breed me bitch. Pizza boy spit on my hole and shoved his cock in me balls to the wall. Surprisingly he was a great verbal top, saying things like take my last negative load. He fucked me for around 20 minutes before unloading in me. After finishing I cleaned his cock, and instructed him to get on the bench with his ass up. He immediately complied, and I put a cruel condom on my cock. At first I teased his ass by just slipping the tip of my cock in. I wasn't sure if he could feel the probe on top of the condom, but moved my cock head around hoping he did. Before I went balls to the wall in him, I made him beg and convince me he wanted to be converted by me. Once I was confident he was, I gave him the fucking of his life! I was a fucking monster! I slapped his tight ass making it deep red. I'd pull my cock completely out of him when I thought i was close to cumming. I made him beg for it, telling him I wasn't convinced he wanted my toxic load, even though I knew he did. After about 30 minutes of intense fucking, I blew my toxic seed in him. He thanked me then cleaned my cock. I was somewhat of an ass, and said he meant nothing to me, just my first conversion. The pizza boy was overcome by what just happened, and we all had to laugh when he said I fucked just like the doctor! He then started begging the others to breed him, but the doctor kept him waiting. He told the boy he knew his ass was tight and needed some stretching first. The doctor reached into his trick bag which contained a number of various size dildos, and we all took turns on him until he shot a huge load. With that the doctor asked who he wanted to be the next to seed him. The boy indicated he wanted all of us to do it, but wanted the waiter to do it, as he was marked. The doctor said stupid fag. You are a dump, and have no choice! My partner then slammed his cock deep in him, saying that we had the sane DNA, and he was just a chasing whore to us. After my partner nutted deep in him, the waiter mounted him. The waiter told him that although he was a dump, he hoped that he would spread his seed to others once poz. Pizza boy just said yes Sir. After he nutted in him it was the doctors turn. After watching the doctor was super horned and dropped his load in him in less than 10 minutes. As I was the first, I would be the last to breed him. I was about to mount him, and the doctor told me to put the cruel condom on again. Granted i wasn't fond of using one, but I was conflicted. I knew it would tear his insides up, yet it would also make my cock raw and bleed. After I seeded him, the doctor suggested we head to the pool for some cocktails and our now cold Pizza. We headed to the pool and the doctor put the pizza in the oven to warm it. The doctor returned to the pool where we had a drink waiting for him. Luckily the doctor ordered an extra large pizza as we were all hungry. After finishing, the doctor told the boy he wanted his HONEST thoughts on the night first. The doctor then asked the boy if he was friends with Tina and the boy said yes, but didn't have a reliable source. The doctor said he now did! After a few hits, the doctor again asked him on his thoughts about the night. The boy said he truly desired huge cock I ike my partners and the waiter, but still enjoyed my cock and the doctors. He said it wasn't the size of the wand, but the magic in it. After a few more smokes the doctor said it was time for bed, and I agreed. The doctor and I were going to sleep together, yet room for another. The pizza boy said he'd join us, much to our surprise. He got in bed between the doctor and I with my cock positioned at his ass, and his at the doctors. It wasn't long before both our asses had a cock in them!

That's not a bad plan, aside from the chance that 19yo Ryan may get so panicky and anxiety-ridden from learning his nicely compartmentalized worlds of 'secret gay sex stuff with you' and 'his role in/sacred bond with his family/dad' have suddenly been breached and intermingled, courtesy of you, that he'd just 1) immediately cut ties with you 2) take a break from the gay stuff 3) keep the status quo and not advance your revelation to anything actionable. Also, remember that Ryan will always choose his dad over you, so if he happens to come to some conclusion that he needs to protect his dad's welfare by keeping you distant then he will do so (eg threat to his dad's reputation if news of that story got out , threat to his parents' marriage etc.) Otherwise, if you're conflicted about what resolution you want then should you really be proactively making moves? I say make up your mind first and then plan accordingly. For me personally, I wouldn't give two shits about what the right or wrong thing to do is and I would get that incest gloryhole up and running asap before Ryan finds unexpectedly himself a girlfriend and toggles off gay mode. I mean, you've been blessed with this goldmine of an anon father-son first time twisted extravaganza, such that if there were tickets selling, gays would probably camp out around the block for weeks to get tickets for it. And besides, isn't the best end game scenario for you in this whole thing a brian-ryan-you loadswap threesome?? 😈 Incest is best!

“So why do they call you Puta instead of Puto?” Valentino asked, still snuggled under the covers to stay warm while Julio brushed his teeth in the mirror above the sink. Julio smiled in the mirror back at the sexy, somewhat innocent blonde. “Is better. When you call a man by a woman name, is two insults, not jus one.” He emphasized his point with his toothbrush. “Beside, dey only call me dat because das what I call dem. I don’t tink dey even know what it mean.” “What does it mean?” Valentino asked, seriously. “It mean ‘handsome’, very very handsome.” Puta replied with a straight face. Valentino nodded his head slowly in agreement. “Yeah, that makes sense. So you can call me Puta too.” Julio grinned. “Ay! No! It means whore, like a prostitute. Guapo is handsome, like you. You are guapo, muy guapo.” Valentino lay there with his mouth wide open in shock. “You… Ugh! I can’t believe I fell for that.” Julio walked back to the bed grinning. “Is what I like about you, guapo. You are very sweet.” “I’m not going to believe another word you say.” Valentino pouted, turning his head away. Julio climbed up on the bed on his hands and knees. “You are very sexy when you are angry, tesoro miso.” “Lies.” Valentino replied. Julio nuzzled Valentino’s neck with a growl. “Jess, like dat. Is making me want you more.” He kissed and licked his way up his lover’s neck, stopping his tongue at his ear to nibble and lick softly and slowly. In a soft voice he said “I think you are beautiful, sexy, sweet, a good man.” Punctuating each word with another lick, or a kiss. Valentino was moaning softly. “It’s not true.” He mumbled. “Is all true. You taste good, you smell good, you smile is like da sun when it rise above the ocean, you lips… mmm la fruta dulce…” Julio kissed his way over Valentino’s forehead with little pecks. He placed a hand on Valentino’s cheek and gently turned his head to look at him. He stared into Valentino’s eyes. “I am falling in love with you, Valentino.” The blonde closed his eyes and sighed. “Julio…. Please don’t play with me, not about that, okay?” Valentino was used to being disappointed. Most guys, at lease the ones he developed crushes on, were never interested in any kind of involved long term relationship. Sure, they loved having sex with him. He knew he was attractive, but his opinion was he looked boyish and not quite grown up. His ears stuck out just a bit too much. Not as bad as that guy Dumbo in the Bravos, but more than what he considered normal. He sighed. It didn’t help that he couldn’t suppress his eagerness about everything. He just wanted to jump in to get a task done, to learn the material, complete the training, pretty much everything. Even things he was reluctant to do, he just started immediately because he wanted to get it over with. So, he knew he came across as younger than he was. He even still volunteered way too much, which was a good thing and a bad thing. The other Charlies appreciated when he stepped up, keeping them from being assigned the duty. But it was getting to the point where he thought they expected it. “I not play with you about this, my love. At first, jess… we jus have fun.” Julio said, still stroking Valentino’s face softly. “But I see you are a very good person.” Julio sighed. “We not know where we go now, but maybe we don’t see each other again for a long time. I want you to know, Valentino, that I like you more than for jus fun. Is not bad to say how you feel.” *************************** Why did it have to be twenty two degrees out? At least the morning was sunny and the day would warm up above just above freezing in the afternoon. In the fucking dirt again, god DAMMIT. “This FUCKING SUCKS!” Demon shouted, expressing exactly what every single one of them was thinking. “Just think of that pussy you got this weekend, Demon. Happy thoughts.” Dumbo countered. “Yeah, well I’d rather be licking pussy than tasting this dirt. That was some good shit. Perfect tits too.” Demon responded with a little more calm. “Any ideas, Bootlicker?” Assmunch called out. The Bravos were currently immobilized, tied securely hand and foot and on their sides stripped down to underwear and tee shirts, scattered across the small clearing. “Yeah, I’m gonna have Wanker pull my dick out so I can take a piss on his ropes. Maybe that will loosen them enough he can get free.” Bootlicker answered. “Seriously, Bootlicker?” Wanker said angrily. “Hey, it’ll be nice and warm.” Bootlicker said with laughter in his voice. Half the Bravos laughed. “Fuck you, Bootlicker.” Wanker responded. “And fuck the rest of you too, assholes.” “Do it, Bootlicker.” Assmunch said. They had to get free, find their packs and gear where ever those guys had stashed them, and get warm. The clock was counting down. It was too cold to delay. “Pee on someone else. Why does it have to be me?” Wanker whined. “Pee on Weeble, he’s smaller, he can probably get out the ropes easier. He’s got little lady hands.” “You’re closer. I don’t want to crawl all the way over to Weeble.” Bootlicker said, already scooting his way towards Wanker. “Fuck my life. I hate every single one of you.” Wanker said in defeat. “You’re cut off, no more special privileges.” He threatened. “Aw, c’mon Wanker, don’t be like that. Some of us count on that.” Troll said. “We’re not the ones pissing on you. Hey, maybe you’ll like it, you never know. It’s a fetish some people have.” “Jess, Puta. Da Golden Showers. Lotta people like it, you maybe like it too.” Puta chimed in. “Just stop fucking talking about it!” Wanker shouted, making everyone laugh with the unhinged furious tone in his words. “I get to pee on you then, Bootlicker. Fair is fair.” Bootlicker laughed. “If we get tied up again, I’ll let you pee on me Wanker. Now reach in for my dick. It’s right there, feel?” “Yeah, I can feel your dick, you can stop humping into me asshole. This better work. Hold on…. There, it’s out.” “Here goes…” Bootlicker warned before letting loose. Wanker felt the hot stream pour over his hands, then it strengthened into a forceful flow. “Shit, it’s hot! Fuck Bootlicker, why is your piss that temperature?” “Temperature differential, idiot”. Bootlicker answered, grunting. “It feels warmer because you’re freezing. Shut up, I’m focusing.” “I’m free.” Weeble called out from further away. “Hell yeah Weeble, untie me!” Alaska responded immediately. “You can stop, Bootlicker!” Wanker exploded, trying to move away. Bootlicker laughed. “Sorry, can’t stop mid-stream, I have to finish.” Assmunch noticed the cloud of steam rising from between Bootlicker and Wanker as the hot urine splashed into the cold air. Well, Bootlicker was a dick, but Wanker should already know that. He couldn’t imagine how soaked Wanker was getting, Bootlicker was probably spraying all over Wankers back. At least he was getting a little warmth from it. And honestly, Assmunch thought it might be a fun thing to try with Kevin one day. Maybe. But in the shower, definitely not anywhere else. Wanker succeeded in rolling to his knees away from Bootlicker. Weeble of course freed Zeus and Sleeper first, then Sleeper untied Assmunch, and Assmunch went directly to Bootlicker and Wanker. Fun and games were fine, but no need to prolong Wanker’s torture. “It’s just piss, Wanker, settle down. It’s not going to hurt you.” He said as he undid the wet nylon paracord around Wanker’s wrists. “Doesn’t look like it was going to work anyway. I guess paracord doesn’t stretch when it gets wet like regular rope.” He looked over at Bootlicker, who was grinning. He already knew that, as Bootlicker would, of course. These two and their pranks. They’d sort it out between them. Wanker might be mad for a little bit, but he’d get over it. No one else wanted to play their kind of games, so they were stuck with each other. Holler and Alaska were already discussing figuring out where the men who’d done this to them took their packs and gear. Cellblock joined them, gesturing to the ground, then off to the west and the three of them split up slightly to head off in that general directly taking different routes. It wouldn’t be far, that much Assmunch knew. Probably 50 yards off in the woods, or less. The goal wasn’t to deprive them of their gear, but to make them search for it. Assmunch went over everything he remembered from the time when Major Collins turned them over to a group of fifteen rough looking men. They were transported several hours from Ft. Benning. Every time one of the Bravos tried to talk, they were shouted at to shut the fuck up, and these guys weren’t relaxed, they were serious, hard and unforgiving. They weren’t wearing uniforms of any kind, just basic khaki and desert colored tactical clothing. Every single one of them had facial hair of some kind, some full beards, mustaches, goatees. Definitely not active military unless they were SOF (Special Operations Forces). Those guys could do what they wanted and didn’t have to maintain grooming standards. When they reached their destination they were told to pack out for patrol, only given scant seconds to get themselves loaded up before ten of what Assmunch guessed were former soldiers began running off into the woods beside the compound they were in. There was no command, no order, but he knew the expectation was to follow. He began running immediately. The ten men were unencumbered by packs and gear and they set a brutal pace staying far enough ahead that it was extremely difficult to keep sight of them. The Bravos hadn’t run like this in weeks. They were also running on empty stomachs as they had been given no time to eat before they left the base well before sunrise. At least he’d told all of them to fill their canteens, even though the Bravos hadn’t needed the reminder. Any time you were told to gear up you didn’t dare neglect a single preparation. Sarge had taught them that with enough pain and suffering that it was now something they just did, every time. The message so far had been clear: the mission had begun and while they might not know the objective they were to operate as if they were in a combat zone which meant no questions, peak awareness, and act with deliberate attention. They would be told what was expected when it was time for them to know. Until then, pay attention. Assmunch memorized landmarks as he went, and he knew the Bravos were doing the same. An outcropping here, a hill there, this weird tree, following a ravine carved by washout during successive rains, a grouping of bushes that had vibrantly green leaves in the middle of winter. They were going overland in terrain, not taking a formerly beaten path, which made their exertion harder. Up, down, rarely level. At this pace, your knees, back, and ankles were likely to give out so extra care and attention were necessary to avoid injury. Two hours and extreme exhaustion later they were encircled in this very clearing and told to strip, which they did and then they were roughly restrained with knotted paracord as they were standing, their hands behind their backs. The final indignity was being shoved sideways to topple to the ground. The inexperienced might have been injured, but after Airborne they all automatically collapsed into a PLF that saved them from injury. They all just lay there grateful to have the rest this afforded after the insane ruck pace they’d just endured. Assmunch hid his surprise and how impressed he was when the ten men easily grabbed two or more of their packs and left the clearing. But that was useful information because he knew they were unlikely to take them very far before discarding them. Which also told Assmunch they were expected to retrieve them. Which meant they were expected to free themselves by any means necessary. See? There was information in every situation. He assumed when they found their gear they’d have a clue to the next objective. And if his gut feeling was right, it would be something they would have a very difficult time reaching before dark. If they didn’t achieve it, they would suffer for it, he knew. There was the slight possibility that a reward waited if they could succeed, perhaps the warmth of a campfire, a warm meal. So far, this was Infantry training basics: out for patrol, some form of ambush, a dirty trick to hamstring the platoon or squad, being pushed to force them to extend their limits… there’d be some sign of what they had to do next. The Bravos knew better than to call out when they found their gear, and instead Cellblock returned at a run. “Found it. We better hurry, there’s going to be a delay.” He said cryptically. Assmunch frowned when he saw what they were dealing with. All of their gear, every piece of equipment and clothing was strewn about, having been yanked out of their rucks before being thrown haphazardly over an area roughly thirty yards square. An area that didn’t have good drainage. Mud and ankle deep water everywhere. Up in the branches of several trees, more gear. “Let’s get to it, locate everyone’s blouses first, dry is top priority. No sense putting on trousers or boots yet. Chunk, Sleeper, Dumbo, Wanker, Holler, Weeble and Troll, you stay here and sort everyone’s stuff. The rest of you, let’s go swimming.” Every piece of clothing, every piece of gear and equipment would have someone’s name written on it in permanent marker. More information came from this scene of chaos and destruction: these guys weren’t going to make it easy on them. In fact, they were going to be worse than tough, they would descend to the worst levels of punishment and torture. Was it a test? Preparation? Did it matter? “Fuck, they destroyed the MRE’s we had.” Dimples called out, holding up an open kit that had several tears in it most likely made by a field knife. Yeah, this was definitely intended to be a level below hell. “Anyone seeing any sleeping bags? I haven’t come across one yet.” Fuck… if they had to shelter somewhere it was going to be almost impossible in this freezing weather. “Then let’s hurry up, the longer this takes, the sooner darkness comes. We need to be on our way.” Assmunch announced, pulling up a pair of underwear that said ‘Chambers’. Weeble’s. Fuck they were small. He chucked them over to the group waiting on dry land. “Cellblock, there has to be some sort of clue about what we do next. Find it.” “I’m on it, Assmunch.” Holler called out in his thick twang. “Nuthin thisaway, Cellblock. Might could be yonder.” Did people really talk like that these days? Assmunch supposed so, after all there was a real live hillbilly right over there freezing in his underwear talking in a whole other language of made up words and gibberish. Holler was an incredibly likable guy, fairly innocent and eager. It would be easy to base an assessment of his intelligence on his speech, but Holler wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t as smart as Cellblock or Bootlicker, but he learned his stuff as well as everyone else, maybe with a little help on the reading part. Assmunch suspected Holler had a reading disability. He had more than a little trouble struggling his way through some of the manuals they were given. But that didn’t mean he was stupid, far from it. Once something was explained to him, he connected the dots just fine. And he was clever. He taught everyone who didn’t already know how to place every element of their weapon in a specific order and place when field stripping so that it could be reassembled in the quickest time. Even if you were right handed, it was faster to put some parts with your left hand because re-orienting your weapon ate up valuable half-seconds. All of them practiced Holler’s method now and were within a second of each other in their races. Dimples, on the other hand, was a master at loading a magazine. Click, click, click, click, click…his hands moved so fast you couldn’t see him palm the next round before he pushed it down and in. Fortunately, their captors hadn’t been total dicks, and made sure the important gear and clothing stayed dry, but there was enough wet stuff that Assmunch wondered if it might be useful to light a few fires to dry the stuff out. But that would take time, and Assmunch had his intuition gnawing at him that time was something they didn’t have much of. It wasn’t long before they each had every piece of their gear and kit and they busied themselves with re-packing their rucks. “Figure it out, men, we have to move.” He called out, making the decision he knew he was going to make from the very start. Still, you can’t ignore the options and actually have to consider their usefulness. Doing that becomes a habit over time, and you might miss a critical element at a crucial time during a mission, so never skip the options part. No fire. Had they been left with food, it might have been useful to fuel up before patrol. “Nuthin, Assmunch”. Holler called out before running to his pile. “Not a thing, Assmunch”. Cellblock echoed from his search area. “Well fuck. Holler, pick your team. Guess we have to do this the hard way.” Assmunch grumbled. “Alray know.” Holler called back. “He knows which direction they went, or already figured it was going to be the hard way.” Cellblock repeated. Early on, the Bravos set up a system where anyone who understood what Holler said just repeated it in plain English. Most of the time, it wasn’t that hard, and Holler was making an effort to say things clearer, but every now and then he rolled marbles around in his mouth while he spoke. Holler smiled. “Yup, Yup.” “Both.” Cellblock said. “Good, I’ve got a bad feeling this is going to really suck, and we won’t eat until we reach our objective.” Assmunch said, causing a low murmur. “They say that in the Army, the biscuits are so fine, One rolled off the table, and killed a friend of mine.” Shark called out. The Bravos answered in cadence… “OH I DON’T WANT NO MORE OF ARMY LIFE, GEE MA, I WANNA GO HOME!” And from there, everyone called out their favorite verse. Pancakes, coffee, meat, Soon, they were following Holler through the woods and brush as he tracked their captors. It didn’t go fast because even when Holler darted up ahead, it could be a false trail. The group stayed at a deliberate, slow pace while the scout and his team investigated the signs of previous passage. Tracking Patrol was in the hands of the scout. The platoon only had to stay aware for signs of ambush. Holler’s team was reliable, consisting of Footlong, Shark, Silent and AF who had proven themselves time and time again to be the best at discerning the most minute indications. Tracking was a talent, not something that could be learned entirely from a book. Holler explained it was a a feeling you got, mostly intuition, and your brain put different signs together. Only in the best circumstances did you have a boot print in the mud. More often it was how the vegetation was positioned, it was thinking like what you were tracking ‘I’d stay on hard ground, so that way isn’t an option’, or ‘brambles too thick up there, I’d want to keep moving quickly, so it has to be that way.’ Game trails were great, and useful if speed was the need, which was usually the case for anything that was running away from something. If deception and ambush, or getting lost was the goal, hiding places, high ground, cover…those were likely to indicate direction of travel. Were your targets experienced or a novice? Choices would be made, different for each. Hundreds of small inputs that Holler said he didn’t have to think about anymore. He had a reliability scale in his head that just made him know he could count on a sign or indication. He came running back. “Eh split up”. He said. “Of course they did. What do you think they’re doing?” Assmunch asked, he didn’t even question Holler’s conclusions anymore. Holler shrugged. “Might could be they wanna come round n hit us from aside.” “Ten of them? Hmmmm. Seems unlikely, but I’ll have Demon pick perimeter scouts.” Assmunch replied. He received a single nod from Holler. Best to cover as many possibilities as you could. “It’s up to you, Holler. What’s our move?” “Eh know we followin’, eh want us ta, athink”. Holler grinned. “Athink we oughta not.” Assmunch chuckled. “You want to throw a wrench in their big plan?” “Yup.” “You got an idea of where we need to be?” “Sumkinadea” So Holler had come to a decision about what they needed to do. It wasn’t a 100% certainty, but he was confident it was the right thing to do in this situation. With an unknown enemy who definitely had a plan, most of the time you wanted to be unpredictable, choose the craziest safe option, something they might not have planned for. You force them to adjust and they might just make a mistake. “Cellblock, MiniHulk, Sleeper, Shark…”. Assmunch called out to his squad leaders, who came running over. “First, anyone know where we are? My guess is somewhere in Northern Alabama.” Assmunch asked. “Yeah, they brought us mostly north. If we’re over the Georgia/Alabama border, it’s not by much.” Cellblock answered. “Holler wants to change the game. Agree? Disagree? Options? Counters?” Assmunch asked. “Is our objective to find these guys, or fortify a position and wait?” Shark asked. “Holler thinks we’re meant to follow them but they aren’t making it easy. If we’re being led to an encampment they aren’t going straight there, which means they’re burning time. You have anything more, Holler?” Assmunch explained. “Yup, been goin nor’east, roundabouts, cept not drectly. Figger what we need gonna end up thar anyways.” Holler heaved his shoulders. “Howbout fuckitdoit? Caint be far.” Assmunch gazed at his squad leaders. The best thing about them was they all thought differently. Cellblock liked safe options. Sleeper was aggressive, preferring confronting a challenge directly, testing their limits, busting in through the front door with shock and awe. Shark was sneaky and brutal, if he could add a little damage to an objective he would. Shark never wanted to use a door, he wanted to blow a hole in the side of the building and go in that way. “Last thing they’re ready for.” He’d say. Shark and Demon got along great. MiniHulk was usually by the book, deliberate and precise, never in a hurry, chipping away at an objective and eroding resistance. And even better, they each defended their position with well thought out support. The four squad leaders were looking at each other, and Assmunch knew they were mulling over what they would do and comparing it with Holler’s choice. Sleeper was the first to respond. “Fuckitdoit.” He said. Cellblock crossed his arms and scowled. “Fuckitdoit” Shark agreed, shooting a challenge at Cellblock. MiniHulk looked at Cellblock. “What’s the advantage of doing it this way? Get there sooner? We don’t even know what ‘there’ is.” Sleeper crossed his arms to mirror Cellblock. “Give us time to recon, maybe catch them unprepared.” “You really think these guys are unprepared? Really? These guys?” MiniHulk asked. Cellblock waved a hand indicating the woods. “You know we’re probably being watched, right? They probably haven’t let us out of their sight the whole time. Whatever this op is, we’re the mice in the maze.” “All I know is, if we don’t follow their script we don’t step into their traps.” Shark replied. “Who knows what they have waiting for us?” “And how long do you think they’ll run us around in circles wearing us out? We can’t do this all day, none of us have eaten.” Sleeper shot back. “We can’t play by their rules. Every action they’ve made so far was to slow us down, delay us. They’re either buying time, or they don’t want us to find the encampment until they’ve decided we should.” “You’re assuming there’s an encampment.” Cellblock argued. “there’s SOME kind of base of operations. We just have to find it.” Shark said. “You sure it’s that way, Holler?” Cellblock asked, gesturing to the northeast. “Yup, gotta be.” Holler replied. “Here’s what I think. I think we’re being evaluated.” Cellblock began. “They are testing our skills. I don’t know what this whole thing is, but we know these guys are military, or ex military but they aren’t wearing uniforms.” This is the part of Cellblock Assmunch loved, why he was a valued squad leader. He dissected things, and then laid them out for everyone to see clearly. He had a perspective that weighed and evaluated the composition of a problem, narrowed down the possible solutions. “What if this is a Q course? We fail if we don’t go through each section.” “Then we immediately re-run it.” Sleeper answered quickly. “And they didn’t bring us through a gate, there’s no signs about a military installation, government property, we weren’t dropped off in a compound or depot.” Shark threw in. “Some secret Q-course? That’s not how it works.” MiniHulk put his hands on his hips. “What if this is a Special Forces course? It wouldn’t have all that Shark. There wouldn’t be some big sign “HEY, SOF SKILLS COURSE, RIGHT HERE!!!” Assmunch thought that was a good point. There were plenty of installations that weren’t broadcast as a military facility, just a basic chain link fence with no signage except ‘no trespassing’. But, even places like that had SOME kind of building or facility, even if it was a bunker in an otherwise nondescript hill. “I’m tempted to agree with Holler. I don’t like playing follow the leader. I don’t like playing by their rules when we don’t know who THEY are, or what they intend, or where they are leading us, what they’re going to do to us.” Assmunch began. “They didn’t instruct us, just set us loose. They WANT us to figure it out for ourselves. I think the reason they are just wandering out here, why they split up now, is they are waiting for us to make a decision.” he looked at Cellblock. “If this is an evaluation, it’s an awful lot of trouble just to see how we track an enemy and patrol over terrain. I’m assuming they already know we can do that. Now they want to see what we can really do. They want us to choose.” ***************************** Hidden in a tree some distance from the platoon was a man dressed in wilderness camouflage, and he was studying the Bravos while remaining immovable inside the evergreen branches of the large pine. No leaves of the deciduous trees blocked his view. The leaves had long since fallen to the ground. “Him. I want HIM.” The man holding binoculars called down in low tones. It was clear who he meant, the guy who seemed to be in charge of the platoon, the one everyone paid attention to. “Copy.” The man standing by the trunk answered before running off.

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.

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

I played "don't stop me now" by Queen on piano for my neighbour -she's unaware of my status- and she told me "wow, it seems Freddie Mercury lives inside you"... I gave her the biggest smile and hug I could. But if she knew she'd excuse herself for life poor lady! Another level of pozpride for me.

Chapter 20B: Giving Thanks part 2 With that, my partner went next. He first thanked me for becoming his partner, and deciding that he would be the one to gift me. He proclaimed that it was a dream come true for him. He said that he loved to fuck any and all ass he could, but went on meds until he found THE one he wanted to first gift. He continued by saying although it was time to give thanks, he did have some regrets that he thought were important to get out. He started by saying he somewhat regretted getting both of us into using Tina. He did say that he gave thanks that we both realized the potential consequences and had limited our use of it. He also said he regretted not being TOTALLY open with me in regards to not telling me that he was actually in the fuckternity, that the waiter was the one that pozzed him, and that he didn't tell me he had stopped his meds a week earlier than I had thought. Although he had already told me all that by now, it was great to hear him say he regretted it. We embraced each other kissing, and grinding our cocks together as we embraced The waiter was up next. He really didnt have alot to say besides he was thankful that my partner let him be the one to gift him. He continued by admitting that prior to meeting my partner, he was just a cum craving dump, but thankful that my partner convinced him to become start topping. With that my partner embraced him and planted a deep kiss on him. Finally up was the pizza boy. After hearing all of our atories, he was actually tearing up. He first thanked the doctor for having a frank discussion about wanting to be pozzed. The highs the lows and preventative or meds available regardless of his choices. He said he had had several opportunities to play while making deliveries but this was the first he ever acted on. He continued by saying that the two huge cocks and the tat sent him over the edge. He then walked over to me, kissing me and grabbing my cock. He then thanked me for saying that I helped him realize that size was not everything. He then said breed me now! The doctor intertupted and said dinner was almost ready, and plenty time for breeding after. The doctor then encouraged us to grab a drink and mingle for awhile while he took the turkey out. Although none of us fucked, we all either jacked or sucked each other. The doctor stuck his head out and said dinners ready! We all retreated inside for the feast! The doctor explained that he had a tradition that his guests stick their cock up the turkeys ass! He said you don't have to cum in it, but that's a bonus, and based on on precum dripping cocks, figured at least a few of us would bust inside! Not sure how many actually nutted in turkey, but definitely a few! We all enjoyed our dinner and then had a fun fuck fest after! And now my personal thanks to all of you following along and liking or commenting on it! May you all get stuffed, or stuff someone today!

Yes, also thinking the same thing. Most infections occur through blood-sperm contact. If a positive top fucks a negative bottom so hard that the bottom starts to bleed and the top cums inside the bottom, there is a chance that the bottom will get infected. Oral sex doesn't involve blood (mostly 😉) I would avoid giving a blow job if you bit your lip which caused a cut tho. I also swallowed gallons of seed before I got on PreP and still neg.

reading this story turns me so fucking on, waiting for more to cum!

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Fuckin boned...and horned to the max!!! Our horned out cock and sperm hungry fag is going to earn his Varsity letter (bio-hazard tat) and join Team Poz!!! Lucky boy!!!🍆💦☣️🦂🎁😈🔥🐷😛😋😂

There's a lot to unpack in this post. You kind of pussyfoot around what your actual question(s) is/are, so I'm going to make some assumptions and respond accordingly. If I misunderstand feel free to correct me. It sounds like you find this guy attractive and want to either (a) possibly date or (b) have sex with. For either one you'd have to know what his proclivities are. You don't say where you live - which is highly relevant. I get from your description that it's not the most gay-friendly place in the world, but that could be anything from a somewhat less-enlightened part of the United States to man places in western Europe to a lot of places in other parts of the world. Different places have different protections for gay people, so hiding behind an anonymous account where you don't even disclose your country, much less your city, leaves a huge hole in whatever help can be offered. It sounds like this guy may be in a supervisory capacity over you, in some fashion, even if he's not a professor. Regardless of where you live, that presents ethical issues you'll need to check into. Someone in an administrative capacity at the hospital and at the medical school should be able to explain what policies exist, if any, regarding socializing/dating between a hospital employee and a medical student. You can ask for general policies without naming names or revealing your sexual orientation. If I were you, I'd be trying to find out more about him without committing to anything. He's invited you to his house; ask him about coming over for some specific, time-limited event (watching a TV show or movie, watching a sports event, dinner, whatever). Make sure it's time-limited so you have a good reason to leave after a reasonable amount of time, and pay attention while you're there. If he's got pictures of himself with other people, ask if they're family or friends. He may have some decor (like something with a rainbow) that conveys that he's LGBT-aligned, or maybe not. You can ask how long he's lived there. You can ask whether dating was difficult for him during medical school and has he found it easier since he's out of school and working as a doctor. In other words, ask questions that give him the opportunity to volunteer more info to you - he's in the position of power (so to speak) so you want to let him set the pace. If he's gay or bi and has an interest in you, it'll come up at some point. If he is just interested in mentoring you, that should become clearer over time, too. The point is, you don't HAVE to come out to him to get a lot further along in understanding what's going on. But you do have to do the homework.

Hey Lust brothers! The fuck and fist bottom pig will be poppered up (often in my custom leather black and blue pup hood) and enjoying sexual gluttony for the 10 days of Pig Week. We are staying at Cheston House again this year. Also, I am the demo bottom again this year for the Fisting Class on Saturday night. Come on out and learn about fisting and watch me get my slack stuffed in front of a room full of guys and then feel free to fuck, fist and milk me at the sex party after (or any other time/place you find my promiscuous ass). You can also find me on Twitter under JaredEriksonXXX. Feel free to DM me here or there.

Good work! Keep going!

Such a great story, all his waiting is now over. Bring on the pig

So fucking horny reading this, more

lf you were my son you would have started sucking cock as soon as it fit into your mouth cumdump.

Good faggot. The best thing a cumdump like you can do is accept what you are, what your purpose is and just own it. Some people are born to be submissive whores that get used sexually by men. Some are born to be used and degraded, and just trashed by the man men out there who love fucking trash. You were born to suck cocks, get fucked, and take loads, from ANY male that wants to mount you and breed you, anytime, anywhere, any number of men, no questions asked, no strings attached. Doesn’t matter what they look like, or their ages, or looks, or if he tells you that you are a trashy whore or even if a man hates you. lf a man tells you to get down on your knees and suck his cock, then spits in your face, you’re the faggot who will drop to its knees and start sucking, even if you’re on a street corner, or on your parents porch. You’re the kinda faggot that lets men you have never seen or spoked to fuck you up the ass bareback and cum inside you with other strangers watching, cause you have no standards, no pride, no shame and no self respect. For faggots like you, none of those thing is more important than being a cumhole. Never forget what you are faggot.

He turned around, pushed his shorts down and bent over, his cummy hole winking at the mustachioed man. Already hard the man wasted no time. He walked into the stall, closed the door and slid his cock into Luke’s hole. “Have fun kid,” Dallas called as he went back out into the bar. Luke groaned as another cock slid deep inside him. The new man was not as thick as Dallas had been but his cock was long and it pushed past Luke’s second hole. They both let out a long appreciative groan and then the man started to buck in and out of Luke’s ass. Once more the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the bathroom. Luke’s panting and groaning was clearly audible threw the door. Even more audible was the mustachioed man saying “Fuck yeah slut, take my fucking cock. I’m going to breed your hole.” Luke thought about Nick and the pier. Having already sucked Brett’s cock publicly and was about to suck four more. He thought about the freedom Nick described. With this strangers cock deep inside his ass, another strangers load sloshing around the invading cock, he felt like he was reclaiming a part of that freedom. The sexual heat that pervaded Nick’s writings now drove Luke’s own sexuality. He needed to feel that freedom and that heat. He needed to get as close to that moment as a he could. As the mustachioed man growled and started to unload inside him Luke felt like he was there. For a brief moment as another stranger filled him with cum Luke felt the massive amount of time between his present and Nick’s past contract. In his mind he was there, in the 1970s before all the fear and turmoil of the coming crisis, a sexual paradise. The older man kissed the back of Luke’s neck and pulled out his cock. He smacked it a few times on Luke’s butt cheeks and then he pulled his pants up and left Luke still bent over the toilet. Luke waited for a moment, and then stood up again. His back was stiff. He pulled up his shorts, pushed his hair back off of his forehead, and then walked out of the bathroom. Anyone standing close to the bathroom door knew exactly what had just happened, and anyone who had been paying attention had a pretty good idea. Luke walked proudly over to the bar, and sat down again. The bartender grinned at him, and handed him another beer. “This one’s on the house,” he said. “Oh, um thanks.” “It’s not often a guy your age come into this bar, takes two loads in the bathroom, and then sits back down at the bar like nothing happened.” “Maybe nothing did happen,” Luke said cheekily. “That seems unlikely.” “Why is that?” “Well from the little bit I heard through the door… I’m certain you’re sitting there with two loads in your ass right now.” “Ah, see that’s where you’re wrong.” “How’s that?” “Your count assumes I didn’t have at least one load in my ass before I came here.” “Give me your phone kid.” Luke pulled out his phone and handed it to the bartender. “That’s my number, and I sent myself a text. Next time you’re looking for some raw daddy dick text me.” “What time are you done with work tonight?” “Eleven.” “Text me, we’ll see if we can meet up.” “Even after getting fucked twice in the bathroom you’re still horny?” “You have no idea.” With that Luke finished his beer and left, heading back up to the hotel.

Agreed such hot tops and a hungry btm

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Chapter 13: The Road to Pozzing Our first visit to the doctor was after a week. The doctor did a test on my partner to determine his viral load. He informed him he was well on his way, but not there yet. The doctor added that he was impressed though with such a viral load after only a week. He said his current load was over 50,000 and said a high viral load was around 100,000 but he's seen guys with a million or more. He said he expected my partner would be well over 100,000 by next week though and likely to infect me by next week. Boy was it going to be a long week! When we got back, we headed to the waiters place to celebrate. I begged my partner to breed me, but he said it would be worth the wait if a week. I'm not sure who was more disappointed, the waiter or me. He said as there wasn't going to be any sex, we should party some. He headed into the house saying he'd be right back. He returned with some Tina and something I'd completely forgot about. About a month earlier, we had all jacked off our loads, and froze the cum in popsicle molds. My partner said he knew how much i wanted cum up my ass, and the waiter smiled and said i was going to get some. The molds weren't quite as long as a rocket pop, but thicker. Both he and my partner did a slam, but gave me a booty bump, before fucking me with the cumscicle. I've had a booty bump before, and loved the rush from it, and how much longer the high seemed to be. Had it not been for the bump, I'm not sure how the cumscicle would have been! Even high, it was quite the experience. The cold at first was quite the shock, but it quickly melted in my hot hole. Neither of them fucked me, but they did finger the cum inside my hole until it seeped out over my balls. All in all, I took three maybe 4 cumscicles. The second week arrived, and we went for our tests. My partners viral load was over 500,000! The doctor said we should have the conversation party soon, and offered his place. He said that it would only be the three of us. My partner breeding me, and him filming it if we wanted. He explained that we should not invite the waiter as he felt a strong bond between my partner and I and felt it was important that we were confident in knowing he was the one that pozzed me. We both agreed. The doctor said not to worry though, once I converted he would also throw a party for us. He continued by saying that he too had stopped his meds, but the results were not as encouraging as my partners. Before we left, the Dr took me aside and said he wanted to see me privately, and nor to let my partner know about it. I thought this strange, but agreed to it. Before leaving, the Doctor set up a time for my conversion. We decided on Friday evening as we would have the entire weekend. We agreed that would be a great idea. I set up my private appointment with the doctor for the following day, knowing that Friday was fast approaching. At the appointment he told me to strip, and get on the table. He planted a deep kiss on my lips, and told me he was so happy for the both of us. Just the thought of Friday got me hard, and the doctor said he wanted to taste one of my final negative loads. After he finished me off, he said he would insure that Friday would likely be the day of my conversion. He explained that special prep would help though. He then pulled a cruel condom from a drawer and explained it to me. I told him that the waiter had already given us one, but we'd not used it yet. He said he preferred using a toothbrush, and felt that would be sufficient consideting my partners Viral load. He instructed me to put my legs in the stirrups and handed me a toothbrush. He explained that he felt it would be important to brush my hole before my partner seeded me Friday. He also suggested that I initiate the brushing by telling my partner that I would first brush myself to show my commitment to him and then ask my partner to aggressively brush my hole. I begged the doctor to fuck me the cruel condom, and he said it would be best that I wait for the party after I pozzed. He however suggest I experience it by putting it on a dildo, and fucking myself. I then shoved the toothbrush up my hole, and started brushing myself. While doing that, the doctor dropped his pants and started playing with his rock hard cock. He told me to pull the brush out, and look for some pink on it. I'll have to admit, I was a bit nervous and wasn't brushing that hard, and the first several times I took it out there was no pink. When we first saw pink though, the Doctor positioned his cock at my face, a blew a huge load on it. That was a relief, as in the back of my mind I thought the doctor was going to breed me. Next Chapter: Impregnating Me

A week ago. I was at home and either had the day off from work, or had free time before going in that afternoon. I was logged-in at another site when this 20y.o. white guy working nearby unexpectedly hits me up talking about how he's about to be on his lunch break and did I want to host him for a pump-and-dump? "Sure" Figuring it would lead to absolutely nothing - just like most attempted online encounters these days - I didn't expect to see him, but, I was already cleaned out and ready anyways. And, by "ready", that meant dressed in my slut uniform of a hoodie and knee-highs with the door unlocked. But, sure enough, he was at my building as he said he would be, albeit fumbling around with the entry code to the point where I had to put my clothes on and go downstairs to physically open the door for him. We hustled back upstairs to my apartment, stripped down, and got down to it. I ate his cock for a bit until he told me to give him my ass. He was pretty self-assured for a young fella, which, I liked. I couldn't believe a 20y.o. white kid was checking ME out! It just seemed weird, because it NEVER happens. There really wasn't anything too terribly memorable about him fucking me, but, I did like the way he really grabbed my hips and sank in initially. I really FELT it! He pumped away for just a few minutes before obviously unloading with a nice heavy sigh of relief. And, to his credit, he didn't pull at that moment out to admire it like they do in the videos.

So that I could poz others

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

Not a physician of any kind here, but comparing your image visually to resources available online, they do resemble monkeypox lesions at the latter pustule stage. The pustule stage normally lasts 5-7 days before the lesions begin crusting, a process which lasts a further 7-14 days. Once the scabs have fallen off and new skin is underneath, the person is no longer infectious. If you do have monkeypox, judging by the information, you’ll likely be out of action for a week and a half to two weeks. I would see your doctor at once.

Chapter 2: True Confessions After downing our drinks, he told me there were 2 things that I should know about him. He started out by saying that he had recently tried Tina for the first time, and was amazed as how it enhanced his sexual experiences, particularly as a bottom. I explained that I've heard that it was great for bottoms, but that tops would often get Tina dick. He looked at me laughing and saying that Tina was the reason he wanted me to become a top. He continued by saying don't be offended, but although he felt I had become a good top, I was lacking in equipment. He continued by saying that with Tina, that didn't really matter, and that he often smoked before we had our topping lessons! I truly had no idea. Usually when I fucked him, he didn't get hard, but then again, neither did I when getting fuckt. I told him that I had never done Tina, but was curious, but never knew anyone that I trusted to do it with. He said that I did now. He said he didn't have any now, but once he did, he would let me try it if I wanted. I said I'd like that. Onto Confession 2. He again suggested we have another drink before it. All I could think is WTF could it be? After downing our drinks, he asked me what I thought about becoming positive. He was surprised when I told him, I had thought about it, and that I too had a Confession to make. I told him as he knew, I was relatively new to the BB scene, but I've done some research on it, including becoming poz. I explained that before returning to college, I thought that I may have had the fuck flu and was tested for the first time. I was scared as fuck, yet still excited about it for some reason. I didn't think that my new dad or brother were poz but I'd been fucked at their orgies, and who knows. I was naive, and never asked, but then again even if asking, guys lie. He then asked me what I would say if he told me he was positive, but on meds and considered undetectable. I explained that unlike many guys, I understood the U=Undetectable. I then asked him if he had the intention of ever becoming full blown, and he said absolutely not. He said that we were of similar ages, and likely both saw what a horrible death it was. He continued by saying that someone close to him lost their life from it. With that, he crawled in bed spooning me. Although his cock was hard, he didn't enter me. The night was rough on me. So much going through my mind. I sensed that he was actually crying after telling me about loosing someone close to him. I was tossing and turning, and it wasn't long before he retreated to his own bed. I was actually quite happy about that. The next morning, well actually early afternoon, he had got back in bed with me. I felt blessed his hard cock pressing against my ass and said fuck me. He said he wanted to, but suggested we go to brunch first and then back to the room to make love for desert. I agreed.

I’ll host you for a weekend. I’ll certainly find you enough anon loads to push over 300

Nothing like getting a quick load out in nature by a redneck!

12. Did not know what happened.

Monday By 7, I was up and still felt the buzz from last night. Sir put me in a cage that was by the kitchen, with a bowl of water on the outside. It surprisingly fit me, and I could still turn on the leather mattress it included. I laid like a dog, as Sir wanted me to be, with a tail plugged. The studded collar too remained on me and I stopped to notice the constraint it had on my neck. I could still see from across the room that the TV was still playing Sir’s previous films. If I had to guess, the recordings probably lasted more than a 100 hours given the guys Sir had. For almost 2 decades Sir has been running his brotherhood, and though about 7 were at this chalet, the total members that Sir recruited was probably around 30 given that he had took a sojourn in Sitges one summer, recruiting a range of Spanish, French and German men that were now in charge of their own fraternity in their respective countries. Sir was also keen on spending his winters in Florida, holding on to his timeshare in Fort Lauderdale. From what I gather, Sir made a fortune shorting during the dotcom bubble and he now lives off those cryptocurrency fads that I never really understood. Sir also prefers to use cash, avoiding as much paper trails as he could. He lived incognito and I could see why. The activities we were participating were deviant in its definition and required secrecy to ensure its mission. After all, not everyone could tell if one’s poz, even if they have a biohazzard tattoo. Scorpions might just mean they’re scorpios. In this world that Sir was bringing me into, symbols reigned free and Sir had established a way for those in the brotherhood to recognize each other. Rituals had to be conducted and an air of mysticism made brotherhood alluring. At around 8.45, I could hear the sound of vehicles being parked outside. Sir walked in the kitchen, opened the cage door and pulled me by the leash, making me crawl to the basement. Below, the room was clearly a playroom that included all kinds of paraphernalia catered for men that fuck men. “Redecorated a bit to welcome you onboard, boy.” Sir said as I looked at him from the ground. I was right. A fuck bench was placed in the middle of the room, with hooks that would be clamped to my limbs. Directly behind the bench was an X cross. The bench had a headrest that would make its user then face a blank wall. “Up you go, boy.” Trying to get up was a bit difficult for I was not used to moving after being constrained in the cage. I had a bit of a vertigo and struggled to get on. I can tell that Sir had a short temper with little patience. Though he was bony, he was still muscular and pulled my leash, grabbing me by the harness to put me into place. “Don’t pass out on me now, we haven’t started yet, and my friends or brothers just arrive. You need to relight a bit, don’t ya?” I could only nod and after having my limbs hooked, Sir attached a gas mask connected to a glass bong. I had about 5 hits before Sir made me bite on a ball gag to silence me. “Relax now, and don’t fuck up. I know you’ll be able to handle this, boy.” With the gag keeping my mouth agape, Sir force fed me some G and kissed my forehead, chanting something. “This will all be worth it, Bryan. Trust me. Trust us.” I could only manage to give Sir a look of anticipation and excitement, slowly tearing up and nodding. I was still able to continue I told myself, and was I right. The lights were now dimmed and after a moment of complete darkness, a projector was turned on to the wall I was now facing. I was now grateful for Sir since I could watch more of Sir’s films to distract myself and ease the pain I was about to go through. I then heard steps from the back, coming through the stairs. I couldn’t tell how many there were but from the rubs and gropes of hand I felt, it was probably 6 at max. I couldn’t also see them as my head was locked to face the screen. The projector started to then show a montage of scenes that Sir was in with the different men he had been with. As I watched, the high I felt began to take over me and I was still being fondled by the group of men. It came to a stop when Sir came up to me and began speaking. “Hello everyone. Thank you for coming on such short notice. I know during this time, it was difficult for some of you to make your way here, thinking of an excuse that was ‘essential’ but you all are essential to what we will do today. Each of you. Feel free to now take your position and make yourself comfortable.” Sir was speaking in front of the projector, images of cocks and men fucking covering him, and I heard stools being dragged. “Let’s make it to a semi circle so that everyone of you gets an equal view of our boy this morning.” I still couldn’t see any of them but I can tell that I was being watched. “Shall we introduce ourselves?” I was still, fixated on Sir and watching the screen, hoping that the first guy that was going at me was as sexy as Sir was. So far, I’ve seen only 2 or 3 guys that Sir has fucked from the films. Maybe one of them were here? The first man that came up was wearing a hood. Maybe everyone was wearing one? He was probably 6’2 at least. He stood next to Sir whose arm was now grabbing on to his waist. “The lucky brother who gets to commence today’s initiation is our favorite jock who joined us 2 years ago, Javier. Show youself, Javier.” Javier took off his robed hood and started to make out with Sir. He also took out a pipe and had Sir lighted it, shotgunning each other for a good 3 minutes. The audience were then tapping their lap rather than clapping. Javier resembled a modern Hercules in his physique. With a black skin tight tank top and a jock, there was minimal body fat on him. Pure defined muscles everywhere. His torso was shaped like a diamond and his chest hair was smooth. He spotted a lip piercing with fresh stubble surrounding his face. “Nice find, Sir…I’m impressed at your resilience..even during this time, you’re still going strong I see, finding new members.” Javier now approached me and examined my body. Feeling my skin and pinching me. My pits were sweating and I felt his fingers sliding across them from both sides, sniffing it and giving it a lick before making me sniff it too. “Great musk too. So fresh. He hasn’t gotten any loads yet?” “Not at all Jav. That’s why you all are here. Starts with you and ends with me. Sorry fellas, he won the draw!” I heard giggles and silent grunts coming from behind. I still couldn’t tell how many people there were. “So smooth and young. Reminds me of myself when I first met you. I can sense this boy hasn’t experience much, right?” Javier was now looking down on me, eyes pierced with pupils diluted. We were both spun. I only nodded. “Poor boy can’t talk. Shall I take this thing off?” “Do whatever you please Javier. But don’t take too long. We have about 9 more brothers in line for this boy to meet. And less than 6 hours left.” Shit was allI I could think of and despite the fear that was beginning to feel, I was also excited and ready to be bred by everyone in the room. Sir’s load was the prize for taking the next 9 guys. Javier took off the gag and a generous amount of saliva leaked from my mouth. Javier took a hit and immediately blowed it into me, sending me on another rush. He came behind me gave my back a hard slap with his palms. I then felt his nails carving through me, slowly scratching from my neck to my ass, making me release a series of moans. Javier told me to stay still. With his palms now on my ass, I could feel it being spread slowly. I felt my sphincter blooming from the way his hands were kneading my cheeks. Slowly, he was biting them and licking around my hole, never fully reaching it. I was starting to beg him to fill me. “You’re in no position to demand anything, boy.” Sir began to warned. The gag was then put back again. Javier thanked Sir and told me to not worry. It’s coming soon. He continued to toy with my ass for a good 10 minutes. His stubble rubbing on my ass only made me weaker. Without any warning, he immediately dived into my hole, rimming my hole with no mercy. “Let’s spice things up, now. Pass me some of that Sir. This tastes shit but I don’t care, you’re going to love it.” Amazingly, Javier put shards of T on his tongue and probed it into me, brushing my insides with a form of burn that ignited a need in my hole for cocks and anything resembling it. My eyes were widening more and Sir reward me with some poppers to ease myself. After Javier had enough of savouring my ass, he started to rub his cock on my hole, teasing it. I felt what it seems like a jacobs ladder on Javier, as metal beads were now moving against my hole. Javier sprinkled more T on his cock before jamming it into me without any warning. Javier was breathing heavily, and holding me with great precision even though I was startled from his entrance. His strokes were deep and I was enjoying every movement he made. It was after all the first cock I’ve had in me since this whole lockdown started. The T merely activated the primal instinct in me to get as much cock as I could and need. “Oh what a tight hole you have. Are you sure you started to crack him open since yesterday, Jérome?” Javier asked while pile driving me. They were being casual now. Clearly Javier is surprised with me. “This boy’s different, Jav. Tight as it gets. He might be one of my best boys yet.” Javier never broke his pace. High as he was, he truly displayed his athletic ability on me. Bullets of sweat poured on me, and the only thing I did was groan in my pleasure while I surrender myself to this man who would’ve probably bullied me in gym class. It must have been about 20 minutes that Javier was in me, pushing himself in different angles for the next guy to better accommodate. His cock was long at about 8 inches and he had a decent girth, but I could tell I was not fully stretched yet. “I’m close, boy. Ready for your first load? First of many more that will taint you for life? Ready to be apart of this?” “Fuck yes, don’t stop please.” “Such a fucking tight hole you got. Your ass lips can’t get enough of this dick. Fuck yeah. I’m almost there. Going to breed you so good. Look at how proud Sir is.” “Fucking breed him Jav. Go on!” Just like that, Javier clamped himself on me and the tremors I felt from him made my hole squeeze his cock tighter, releasing more moans and squirts from him. “Jesus Christ, boy. Thank you” Javier moaned more and had his head on my back, whispering how fucking good it was to finally come in a neg boy. He lingered his tongue on my ears and breathed into me, before relieving himself with his warm piss. The sweat we produced was tremendous. I was soaked. A plug was then inserted into my hole and Javier declared that it’s time to let the pig brew for a while. The time was now 10.40. Sir came up to me with a look pride, congratulating me for taking my first load. The bench I was then on was turned to face the other side, revealing the rest of the men who were going to breed me. Each of them exceeded my expectations.. everyone was younger than Sir but older than me, probably now reaching their 30s. Young, fit with ranges of hair around donning the same robe and hood. My hole started to quiver with the plug, causing it to expel, a mixture of cum and piss gushing out of my hole. The men now started cheering and I could tell Sir was impressed. “Never has that happened before...” I could only look at each of the men as I panted, now feeling empty with an animalistic look that demanded their seed in me. “Fuck, put it back, fill me with something please.” I begged. One of the men then stood up, with a string of anal beads in his hand. Hood off, he had a pony tail blonde hair, with his torso covered in tattoos. He was wearing chaps and began to approach me. “Now now, boy. Be patient. My name’s Kris. You’re not even halfway yet.” He had a thick scandinavian accent, and resembled a viking. His navel had the common biohazard symbol but his chest were both scorpions pointing downwards. The rest of his body had figures of Norse gods and though he was tall and slender, his cock was bigger than Javier’s. It was also thick as a beer can. Kris came behind me and was gentle with me. “We begin with the first one, not too big.” The first bead intruded me with a force that caused my sphincter to open wider than it could. The lube that was used, mixed with T had left little scratches but I could feel that I was bleeding in some way. After a moment of groan, I felt a pop and a wave of relief from being stretched. I successfully held the first bead, feeling my hole pulling the second into me. “Excellent. 5 more now. Breathe in and out, slowly..” Sir gave me more hits of poppers while I watch the men around me stroke themselves. Javier was now seating, with someone on his lap, caressing each other as they smoke. I was now ready for the rest of the beads in Kris’ hands after watching Javier. I felt a bit jealous in some way because I wanted to be on his lap. Javier could tell as our eyes were locked the entire time the beads were entering into me. With the whole string now in me, Kris stood and exclaimed how good I was doing. “You are performing very well for us. Let the beads open you boy. Then you are ready for this poison dick.” I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take Kris’ cock. The beads in me were full as it is and I all I could do was to enjoy every second of having it in me, knowing that it’s going to leave me soon. “Time’s up boy.. I think we’ve opened you up a bit more.. let’s see how tight that hole is..” Kris pulled the string and I the first bead to leave took a good amount of strength as Kris was using both his hands. “Wow, boy, your hole really is tight.” I was only able to moan in ecstasy as each of the beads popped off, letting out little screams of relief from the fullness I felt. I was now hollow, ready for Kris.

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So last night I messaged a dom daddy to see about hooking up we both agreed and plans were set in motion. He came to my place got there about 8pm. We started with taking hits off the pipe with T. Then I got down and started sucking his cock. Then I got up on the couch where I assumed the position. He slid in me hole and started to fuck me. Thourgh out the time he was fucking my hole we would take hits of T. I love having his cock in my ass, I love the way it feels and how the T opens me up to where he can just slid in and have his way with me hole. I told him my hole belonged to him and he could have his way fucking and abusing my hole. I know at one point he had pulled out and pretty much had his fist in my hole, because of how open i am. With him fucking me I have cock to realize I love having bbc in me. So i told him that my hole is made for bbc and that bbc is they only way for me now. I also told him that i am a cumdump for bbc. All this while he was fucking my hole and us watching porn and taking the occasional hit of T. He didnt leave my place till about 6am. I can tell you I'm disappointed that he didnt shoot his loads in my hole either time. I can say it was a good time had by both of us. I cant wait till next time and excited to start my new journey taking more and more bbc

So tonight I got fucked and a load up my as by pigdaddy he came to my place which was different we started off by smoking t then I got down and suck on his bbc then he said he was ready for me ass. He said he love my fag pussy while fuck it. I love how my fag pussy just opens up for him to enter. I love how he goes deep into my pussy. A few more hits of the pipe and he was ready to unload in my fag pussy. He asked I is this what you want for your fag pussy to be charged up? I replied back yes charge it up he continued fucking till he filed my fag pussy with his load. We got up he cleaned his cock and got dressed. I knew I had his load in me so I wait for him to leave. Once he left I went and got the toothbrush I have just for this occasion and proceeded to put it in my fag pussy and brush till there was blood in Hope's that he is off meds and has a high vl that way I get infected with his dna and become poz

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I knew right away that I didn't mind being used and treated like an object.just a hot body with a set of holes for men to use and dump loads in.but then I started to realise I liked being called a slut and a faggot and how guys treated me like a cheap dirty whore. then I knew I loved how men see me as a dirty fucking worthless cumdumpster that exists to serve men and take loads.i love how any man that sees me knows I'm an easy fuck and that I get fucked by hundreds of anonymous strangers.a guy recently told me I can't be a human flashlight because I'm not human, I'm an object.i love how men tell me I'm trash

Part 3: Cherry popped Once inside my life forever changed. Tom asked me to call him Daddy from this point on. And I had no problem with that. Daddy and I kissed passionately while we undressed each other. That's when I noticed a scorpion tattoo I had not noticed before. Daddy explained what it meant that he had HIV and said he wanted to share his gift with me. Instead of being scared I got excited and involuntarily shot a load of cum on the floor. Daddy then kissed me again as we made our way to what was to become our bedroom. Daddy laid me on the bed on my stomach and started eating my ass out preparing me for his huge cock. Daddy took his time and slowly worked his fingers in and out until I was taking four fingers with ease. My cock was rock hard again and so was Daddy's. He lubed up his cock and slowly slid it inside my aching ass. It hurt like hell at first but after a few minutes I was moaning like a cheap whore. Daddy went slow and was hitting my prostate perfectly. Since Daddy had already cum once he had great stamina. He would alternate between slow strokes to fast strokes which was driving me insane. Before I knew it I shot a load of cum into the mattress without touching my cock. This caused my asshole to tighten and Daddy shot a huge load in my ass. I was now injected with Daddy's gift. I used my ass muscles to milk Daddy's cock clean. Upon doing so I kept Daddy hard. Daddy got off of me and laid on his back while I got on top and rode his cock. I took my time enjoying every delicious inch of Daddy. I positioned myself so Daddy's cock rubbed my prostate at all times. I shot my third load of the night and still hadn't touched my own cock. Again this made Daddy's cock explode inside my ass and again he shot another huge load of cum. I fell against Daddy's chest exhausted. We kissed again and without asking me to I went down and cleaned Daddy's cock before snuggling up next to him for the night. I had taken three poz loads from Daddy in a few hours and I was so happy to receive Daddy's graduation gift to his new son. Saturday morning brings more sex and facing mom looking like a slut.

7. Seth "Fuck me," I moaned. Cal's tongue was pressing into me, and it wasn't enough. I needed something bigger inside of me, something more masculine, more potent, more alive. Even though I had barely been barebacking for twelve hours, and bottoming for less than a third of that time, there was a brutal compulsion that I could not control. I had seen porn movies before where the bottom seemed almost out of control, that their life and happiness were totally dependent on getting fucked and bred. Until now, I hadn't understood that need. But now, this need was more than just understandable. It seemed like the natural state of things. I wanted men to put their cocks inside of me. I wanted them to fuck me. Most of all, I wanted them to breed me. The only measure of my worth was how many loads I could accumulate over the course of a day. "Fuck me. Please," I grunted, as Cal relentless licked my hole, teasing me with what could be. "You want it, boy?" Jon asked. He was now standing beside me. I looked down; his thick daddy cock was hard again. There was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. It was a fluid that should have been released inside of me, not left to dissipate into thin air. "Yes," I said. I tried not to sound too desperate, but every second without a dick inside of me was agony. Cal's tongue was good, but it wasn't Jon's tongue. Nor was it Jon's cock. "Fuck me." "Of course, boy," Jon said. He ran his hand down my torso, tracing out the muscles before following the line down to my cock. "Seems like you're pretty turned on by all of this?" "Yeah," I said. "I am." "That's good," Jon continued. "A young man like you should always be horny." He leaned in and kissed me. "A young man like you should always be getting fucked. Or fucking." He was right. Of course, he had the experience that came with age, but even I, still young, still barely a barebacker, knew that he was right. "Always," he said, as he moved behind me, and insinuated his cock into my crack. He was already hard and his dickhead pressed up against my hole. "You want my hole?" I asked, arching my back. I tried my best to sound like this was my choice, but I failed. There were only two ways this could work out. The first was Jon fucking me and the second was me fucking Jon. Either way, a dick needed to be in a hole. "You want it?" I asked again, this time not even attempting to hide the need in my voice. "I do. But I think you need it worse. Don't you, boy? Don't you need my cock?" "Please," I murmured and I rubbed my ass up and down along his shaft. "I need your cock." "You need my load?" he asked. "Don't you need my load inside of you?" "Please," I repeated. "I need your load." For a brief moment, the sex fog lifted, and I realized exactly what I had asked for. I had asked Jon for his load. He had told me he was positive, and I had just asked him to cum inside me. But, then I remembered. I had taken a drug earlier that day, and it no longer mattered. Sex was safe again, even when it was bareback. "Of course boy. Any time you want it, it's yours for the asking." Jon wrapped one arm around my chest. His dark hair contrasted with my light, smooth skin. It only emphasized the differences between us: maturity and youth, man and boy, poz and neg, and most of all in that moment, top and bottom. With his other hand, he reached down and aligned his cock with my hole. I pressed back, Jon pushed forward, and with barely any resistance, his cock re-entered my body. "Oh hell yes," he said. "That's a hot fucking hole." "Feel all that cum up there?" Cal asked. "Feel it in that slutty hole?" "Oh yeah," Jon grunted. He was pushing deeper into me, finding the well-used route into my body. "My load. Your load. Jean-Paul's load." He pulled out, just enough to distribute some of the accumulated semen along my hole. "He was born to take cock." I could see the two of them just barely reflected in the glass of the window. Cal started to stroke his cock, and then he leaned in and kissed Jon. The two stayed lip-locked as Jon pushed his cock the rest of the way inside of me. "All the way," Jon said when he finally broke off the kiss. In the reflection, Cal whispered something in Jon's ear. I could just barely hear it. "...potential to spread it," he ended, as he raised Jon's arm and buried his nose in the man's armpit. "Of course," Jon said, agreeing with whatever Cal had whispered. "He's born for this." Jon turned his attention back to me. "You've been dreaming of getting it raw, haven't you?" "Yeah," I said. "Every time I jerk off." I took a deep breath. "I'm never going back to condoms." But it didn't matter. There were better ways to stay safe than a thick, impervious rubber sheath around what should be close, warm, and intimate. "Don't be fooled," Cal said. "Every man wants to go raw. Every. Man." "Well, of course the three of you do," I said. Jon was deep inside me now, slowly thrusting in and out of me. He was edging himself, pushing himself closer and closer to orgasm. I didn't mind his pace. I had already gotten his load once. This time, we could relax and enjoy the journey. Having him so close to me was important. I needed his body pressed against mine and his raw cock buried inside me was as close to a paradise as I would ever find. "i want you inside me raw." "I know," Jon said. "It's good, isn't it?" "Yeah," I said. Just as the weed was starting to taper off, the drink was hitting me. Both drugs were affecting my mind, each of them re-enforcing the other and pushing me towards a world where only pleasure mattered. "I love feeling you inside me," I said. "Inside you raw," Jon murmured in response, gently pushing himself deeper into me. "Sex the way it was meant to be." "And now it's safe," I said. "Just a pill," Jon said. It was just a pill. Every day. And I wouldn't have to worry about men like Jon. I could enjoy them for what they were: beautiful, arousing, sexual creatures. All I had to do was remember to take a pill once a day. It would be easy. There wasn't much that would keep me from a quick pill, once a day. Especially given the peace of mind that it brought. "Just remember to take it tomorrow," he said. I twisted my head back to meet his lips. We kissed and his tongue probed my mouth. I was happy to have met Jon, and thankful that he was the first one to fuck me raw. We had talked so much about barebacking over the past few months, it seemed almost impossible that it was happening, and not just happening, but happening for the second time. Jon had been there for me so many times: validating my terrors of barebacking, but also reassuring me about the pleasures. Luckily, the terrors were rapidly receding. Jon's raw cock felt amazing inside of me, and I was reveling in the freedom that raw sex was providing. Jon could pull out, but another man would quickly take his place. It could have been Cal, it could have been Jean-Paul. Or maybe it could be a stranger, someone totally unknown, yet eager to enjoy my hole. My cock throbbed, thinking about the possibilities. "I want you to cum in me again," I whispered to Jon. There was so much I wanted to tell him: about how good he felt, about how glad I was that he was inside of me raw, about how badly I wanted another man inside of me, and about how I'd never defile myself again with latex. But for now, that short phrase would cover all those thoughts. "I want you to cum in me again," I repeated. "Of course," Jon said. "I hate wasting cum. And you are such a worthy hole to shoot in." We had found a steady rhythm to our fucking, his cock sliding in and out of me, my hips forcing myself further on his shaft. "I can feel how hungry you are," he continued. "I need your cum," I said. I was turning into one of the bottoms I saw in porn flicks, always getting fucked and always hungry for another load. A fifty load weekend no longer seemed like an insane quest; rather it felt like just a good start on the coming week. "I want more." "More?" Jon asked me. "You know that tomorrow is the day for you." "Tomorrow?" I asked. It seemed like such a long way away. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to last that long. "Tomorrow is the party in your honor. How many do you want?" "Loads? Or men?" "Does it matter?" Cal chimed in. "I'm sure you can take it, no matter what it is." "No," I said. "As many as I can get. Six? Seven? Eight?" I didn't want to seem greedy, but at the same time, I wanted everything I could get. This was my life now, a life of freedom and exploration, where sex was common and safe, and the last of my fears were fading away. "I think that can happen," Jon said. "Easily." "Hell," Cal said. "He'll get at least six loads tonight, if not more." He turned to me, kissed me, then whispered in my ear. "Fucking cumslut," he said. "Taking every load you can." He kissed me again. "Fucking jealous of you." "Don't mind Cal," Jon said. "He's a greedy bottom." Earlier in the day, I wouldn't have understood that at all. But now it was far too easy to comprehend. The need for seed could be all-consuming. At least I had Jon's cock in my ass as I was contemplating this idea. If I had been alone, it would have driven me insane with desire. "But tonight, it's all for you." "It is," Cal said. "I'm jealous, but I've had years to collect seed. You're still young. And innocent." The two men laughed at the comment; it was clear that they had spent a long time together and had developed a personal language. I wondered what meanings they were imputing to "young and innocent" and what I needed to be wary of. But it wasn't time for philosophizing. It was time for fucking. Jon pulled nearly all the way out, then slammed back in. I pressed up against the window, momentarily terrified that it wouldn't be able to withstand the attack. But the window held up against my weight, my hole swallowed Jon's cock, and the world was right again. All that I needed was another load inside of me. "Cum in me," I grunted. "Please?" "Of course," Jon said. "But I'm having too much fun doing this and I don't want to cum too soon." He pushed his dick back into me. This time I could feel the drip of pre-cum into my hole, lubricating me for the continued fuck. "Oh fuck yeah," he said. "So fucking good." His cock was stiff and long, and he was using it to the best advantage to slide in and out of my hole. I knew just how he felt: like a man, a man enjoying himself. It was good that he was using me like this. He deserved to feel good. "You don't have to stop," I said. "Fuck me as long as you want." "Or as I need," Jon said. "Come on," Cal said. "Give the boy a break. Plenty of time this weekend. And I think dinner's almost ready." "You're right," Jon said. He turned his attention back to me. "You want to be a greedy boy and get a load now? Or wait for after dinner?" I leaned back on his cock. "Now," I said. "And then another one after." "We'll have to see about that," Jon said. "But definitely one for you right now." He started to thrust his cock harder, forcing himself as deep as he could get. "That's just such a nice hole. So warm." "So wet with cum," Cal said. He leaned in and kissed me. "Three loads up there," he said. "And you're going to get a fourth. Must feel great." "Yeah," I said. "It feels fucking amazing." Jon had been fucking raw for years. He'd almost been fucking longer than I had been alive. I was jealous of all the men who had gotten his load before me. I wanted all of the loads, and didn't want to share. Jon continued to thrust in me, and I had to push back against him with all my strength. I looked out the window at the sun setting on the city-scoped below. I wondered if people could see me, naked, a hot older man pounding my ass. If they could see me, I wondered what they thought. I wondered if they knew how badly I had wanted exactly this, and how many nights I had jerked off fantasizing about a man fucking me raw. Cal has been reading my mind. "If the light's on, yeah, people can see in." I tried to step back, but was quickly reminded that right behind me was Jon and his hard dick. It jammed another quarter inch inside of me. In any other context, it was barely anything at all. But in my tender hole, it felt like several times that. "Oh, fuck yes," Jon said. I was now truly impaled on his cock. If he came, his load would go straight into my gut. It wouldn't be long before my body absorbed the semen and a part of Jon would be permanently a part of me. I might be just another hole to fuck for Jon, but he'd always be the first guy that came in me. I wanted to treasure the memory of that load. "Oh hell yes," Jon grunted again, slamming his cock into my hole. He gasped. "Oh Fuck," he moaned, and his cock throbbed. There was an explosion of warmth in my body that I knew was his cum. Jon had cum a second time inside of me, and I was barely satisfied. I clenched my ass, milking out every drop of his precious semen. "Oh yeah. Milk out that cum." He pulled out, then pressed back into me. "Every drop." Another jet of jizz shot into my body and with it, another wave of pleasure washed over me. Having a man truly cum in me was still a new sensation. It had happened many times with a rubber, but bareback was still utterly new. I didn't yet have the words to explain the sensations. "It's good," Jon continued. "It's so good." His body was pressed up against mine, his sweaty, hairy chest pinned against my back. "Cumming inside you," he grunted, as more cum leaked out of his cock and into me. "Another load?" a new voice said. I turned my head as best I could, and barely saw JP framed in a doorway. "Yeah," Cal said. "Number four for our new boy." "Well, if we're going to get loads five through ten into him, you're going to need some food. Dinner's ready." Cal, not deeply fitted together like Jon and I, bounded over to Jean-Paul. He gave the older man a deep kiss, as the man's right hand disappeared into Cal's sweatpants, cupping and squeezing his ass. Cal said something, but he was too far away for me to hear it. "We should join them," Jon said. His cock was starting to soften inside of me. "Tonight, I can sleep with my dick inside you." My dick throbbed at the possibility of having Kevin all night. Things that were too hard to pull off with rubbers suddenly became possible bareback. There were so few negatives with barebacking and so many positives. I could fall asleep with a cock inside me. Getting double-fucked no longer seemed so scary. I could have three hung men in a row pound my hole multiple times. Finally, I could feel so close with the man I was having sex with. The only real negative was AIDS, and that wasn't a problem any more. Jon pulled himself out of me, and it jerked me back to reality. "It's easy to get lost," Jon said. "I've been there. Need something to keep you grounded." He pulled me close with an arm wrapped around my waist. "Pull up your sweats, and let's get some food." Dinner was perfect JP had made a salad, pork chops and some grilled cauliflower. It was just enough food to leave me satisfied without feeling full. "What's for dessert?" Cal asked, after JP had re-filled our wine glasses, and Jon had passed around a freshly packed bong. The alcohol and weed were making me feel warm and lazy; I wanted to get naked, curl up with one of the naked "Well, I didn't make anything," JP said. "But I know two boys who could use a cream filling." He was staring at me. "I know Jon got another round with you. My turn now." It could have been a question, but it wasn't. He was asserting what was his, and daring me to contradict him. He didn't need to bother. As soon as he mentioned it, my hole started to twitch in anticipation. "You want to take care of Seth?" Jon asked. "I've already had seconds. And I think Cal is feeling left out of the fun." I glanced at Cal, seated across from me. He started to smile. "Finally," Cal said. "Well," Jean-Paul continued. "It sounds like we know what we want. Shall we head back to the bedroom?" "Sure," Jon said. "We'll worry about the dishes later." He stood up, and took Cal's hand. They headed out of the dining room towards the bedroom, leaving me alone with Jean-Paul. "How are you doing," he asked me, standing up and offering me his hand. "Good," I said. "Really good." I was definitely feeling the wine and the weed, but in a good way. It took the edge off and removed some inhibitions. JP pulled me close to him; pressed up against his warm body, I could smell the accumulated sweat, lube, and hint of cum from our earlier fucking. I leaned in to kiss him; he accepted my tongue readily. "I want to get back in you," he said. "Feel all those loads up your hole." "I want you inside me. I want you to cum in me again." Through our sweatpants, I could feel his cock growing hard. Even soft, it was thick and heavy; hard, it was almost a monster. It was only the beginning of the weekend, and I wondered if I could take two more days of being fucking by dicks like this. But that was something to think about later. For now, I just wanted his cock back inside me. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," JP said. He grabbed the bong off the table and handed it to me. "Do another hit for me. I want to see what you do when you're stoned." "Are you?" I asked. "After you," he said. I took the hint, and held the lighter by the bowl. I took a big hit, enjoying the sound of the smoke bubbling through the water. I held the hit as I handed the bong to JP. He followed my lead, and did another hit. We exhaled simultaneously, our bodies briefly hidden by the smoke. "Ready?" he asked. "Hell yeah," I said. He pulled me close, and pushed down my sweat pants, leaving me naked. My cock was sticking out, hard and erect, and my ass was exposed, ready for a man to penetrate it. "My turn," I said, and pulled his sweats down. He was wearing a jockstrap underneath them, the mesh fabric straining to contain his manhood. I ran my hand over the pouch. His cock was like a snake cornered, twitching and trembling, trying to escape from its constraints. "You want that, don't you?" "Yeah," I said. "I do." "You want to do it here? Or in the bedroom?" "Your choice," I said. All I cared about was when I got it; at this point, I would have bent over on a street corner if I thought it meant getting dick sooner. "Bedroom," he said. "Gotta keep tabs on Cal and Jon, before they get too crazy." I wondered what Jon and Cal might be doing that the four of us had not already done. "Come on," he said. He walked out of the dining room, taking off his jock strap and letting it fall to the floor. His ass was thick and muscular. I hadn't cum since this morning, and my cock needed relief just as badly as JP's did. I wanted to bury my dick deep inside JP and feel his warm hole wrap itself around my tool. Of course, I also wanted to shoot my load into him as well. I followed him into the bedroom. Cal and Jon were on the bed already, Cal's legs spread and up in the air and Jon already inside of him. The two of them had their arms wrapped around each other, and were whispering to each other. JP and I were far enough away that it was an indistinct murmur. "Guess we're on the couch," JP said, motioning me towards a black leather couch. It was at an angle to the bed, arranged so that we could watch the two men on the bed, or look out the window at the sunset. JP sat down on the couch, his erect shaft sticking straight up. "Come here boy," he said to me. I straddled him and pushed my ass back against his dick. "You want it?" he asked. I was facing him, staring into his brown eyes and studying his grey-flecked stubble. He was at that indeterminate age of "older:" perhaps early forties, maybe even a well-preserved sixties. But age didn't matter here; the only thing that did matter was his cock. It was nuzzled up against my hole, waiting to penetrate me. "Ready?" he asked. He didn't need to do any explanation of what he meant by that. We both had the same goal. "Yeah," I said. "Good." He put a hand on my waist, and reached around to guide his cock into my hole. His cockhead slid in, almost too easily. It was the fifth time I had gotten fucked that evening, and my hole was relaxed and ready. "Oh yeah," he said, as the head disappeared into my body. "Fucking nice hole. Fucking nice spermy hole." "Oh god," I moaned, feeling his manhood press into my body. "Oh fuck yes," "Give him what he needs," Jon called out, hearing my grunts and moans. "You know he can handle it." "Ignore him," JP said. He craned his neck, I leaned in, and we kissed. His stubble was rough against my face, but that was the way it should be. There was no mistaking he was a man as his thick cock pushed into me; the stubble only re-enforced that. "What do you need? What do you want?" "Your cock," I said. "Yes, boy?" he replied. He was laying claim to me, that much was clear from his tone, and it made me happy. I had always tried to control my fantasies. I had read so much on the internet: from groups to barebacking, from partying to leather, from bondage to role play, what turned me seemed limitless. I had been raised to be a good boy, and between the barebacking, the wine, and the pot, that short lifetime of indoctrination was quickly fading away. To be his boy, his personal toy seemed like the best thing I could do at the moment. "What else?" "Your load," I continued. He kissed me again, working his way down my face, throat, and finally reaching my smooth chest. "What else?" "Jon's cum." This time he didn't have to say a word. He just lifted his eyebrow, and I knew he expected more from me. "Cal's cum." "And?" "Anyone's cum." He smiled at me. Admitting I would take anyone's cum was a small price to pay. I would do anything to see that smile again. "That's my boy," he said, and kissed me gently. As soon as he broke off the kiss, he slammed his cock into me. "Cumhole," he said, as my body shook from the impact. He kissed me again. "Just how I like them. Innocent on the outside, perverted on the inside." "I try," I said. Jean-Paul's raw cock was remorselessly thrusting into me. That was the fundamental perversion of the night: I was letting another man bareback me. There seemed to be nothing more perverted or anything more transgressive than the simple act of two men having sex the way it had always been. The condom had so quickly become an inevitable part of sex that we, as men, had forgotten how unnatural it was. But, at the same time, until very recently, the condom was critical. Jon had told me that the entire family, Jon, Jean-Paul, and Cal, were all HIV-positive. "How long for you?" I asked, between bouncing up and down on JP's shaft. "I mean, being..." I hesitated. It was not my place to ask this deeply personal question. But, JP had his cock buried in my ass and was dripping pre-cum into me. There was not much that seemed to be off-limits between the two of us. "Poz?" JP asked. He pushed me down on to his cock, reminding me exactly who was fucking whom. "Yeah," I said. "When did you get it?" "Well. I found out twenty years ago. August 10th." "You remember?" "Some dates you never forget." "Do you know how you got it?" I asked. Once more, I wondered if I was getting too personal. But there was still the unmistakable presence of JP's manhood in my gut, leaking the virus he had acquired so many years ago into me. It didn't matter now; I was protected. But I was still curious. "I was younger. Lost. I had broken up with my college boyfriend, ten years after we had moved in together." He stared at me for a moment. "You want to hear the ramblings of an old man?" "Yeah," I said. It was the honest answer. I did want to hear his story. "Fucking hot older man. DILF." "Thanks. Anyway. I was lost after that. Started going to circuit parties. All-night, drug-fueled dance parties, a sea of almost naked, muscle men. Hooking up with the men I met there. It was all about living in the moment, giving ourselves over to pleasure. We knew the risks, but condoms were too much trouble." His gaze lost focus as the memories of those years hit him. At first, it was hard for me to tell if the memories were good ones or bad ones. But then, I felt his dick push deeper into me, lubricated by the steady drip of his pre-cum. "And?" I asked. "Two weeks after a party in Palm Springs, got really sick. Was in the hospital for a few days. They did the blood test, and found out why I was sick." "HIV?" "Exactly. I want to say finding out gave me the kick to make my life better. But it didn't. Not by a long shot. It made it worse. More parties. More drugs. More men. And now I no longer had to worry about catching anything. So more unsafe sex." "What about now?" Jean-Paul seemed so adult, so in control of his life that it was hard for me to imagine that he was once an out-of-control party boy. "I mean, it's not what you are now is it?" "Well. I'm a lot better now. There's still the occasional bit of fun." He pushed his cock into me; I was clearly the bit of fun for the night. "It wasn't until I met Jon that I really started to clean up and calm down. But that was nearly four years later." I kissed him. It was hard to think of anything else I could do in that moment to get closer to him. My body was pressed against his, my tongue was in his mouth, and his cock was in my gut. My cock was hard as a rock, thinking about everything he had done and the experiences I wanted to share with him. "Any regrets?" "About my life?" he asked. I nodded. "No. Can't have regrets. There's no opportunity to go back and fix things." This time he kissed me. We didn't have to say anything; even as young and innocent as I was, I intuitively understood what he was telling me. "But it's a lot easier now. You've got PrEP, and don't have to be afraid of the freedom." There was another pause. In the background, I could hear Cal and Jon fucking. "You?" he started. "Are you scared at all?" "Yeah," I said. "I was. I barely fucked until college. And even though I fantasized about barebacking, I didn't dare do it until today." "You trust it?" "Of course," I said. "It works. I read a lot about it, before I started." The first time I heard about it, it seemed too good to be true. A pill that would protect me. "And Jon told me a lot about it as well." JP grinned. "And I get to reap the benefits of it. You're a real barebacker now." "Yeah. I am. Not going back either." "That's what I like to hear from a man. Any other kinks you want to explore?" "Well, uh," I stumbled. I knew I shouldn't be ashamed of what turned me on, but I blushed when I thought about the porn I had downloaded and all of the freaky stuff I had jerked off and shot my load to. Besides barebacking, there was one thing that reliably got me off. "Yeah. There is." "Yes?" JP asked, arching his eyebrow. "But, um, well." I stopped again. I wondered what JP would say. I hadn't even talk about this with Jon, much less the husband I had only met a few hours earlier. "I always get off to bondage movies." As I said it, I hadn't realized how fast my heart was racing. "Bondage?" he asked. There was a hint of tension in his voice. He was playing his cards close to his chest; it was hard to tell if it was excitement or condemnation. "You mean, like rope and restraints?" "Yeah," I said. "It's just, just the way I am." "No," he said. "It's cool. Better, it's very cool." He leaned in, the smile on his face was conspiratorial. "Jon and Cal. Doesn't do anything for them. But me. Nothing gets me harder than tying up a boy." In my gut, it was hard to tell if the feelings were from excitement, or the white shaft of marble that was JP's cock slamming into me. "I've never done it before though," I said, scared that telling him the truth would turn him off. "Doesn't matter. We can go slow." He closed his eyes, slammed his cock into me, and let out a gusher of pre-cum. "The thought of you. Rope around your body. Tethered down. Straining against the shackles, but ultimately powerless. Fuck!" He pulled his cock out, then slammed it into me. "I want to do that. To you. With you." He opened his eyes and stared at me. My hand went to my dick, almost involuntarily. I was barebacking with a hot older man. A dirty old man who wanted to tie me up. A man who wanted to tie me up, and fuck me. It was too many jerk-off fantasies colliding into reality, and my cock was dripping precum. "You like that boy?" "Fuck yeah," I said. I was jacking my cock furiously now, at least two strokes for every stroke of JP's stiff cock. "You'd let me tie you up?" I nodded. "Make you totally helpless?" I nodded again. "You know, I could do anything I wanted to you." I nodded once more. "I know." I was not the only one edging ever closer to orgasm thinking about the possibilities. "Anything you wanted." His cock was deep in me. "I've already let you cum in me." Things slowed down for me. I could feel every tiny movement of his cock, even the faint throb of his heartbeat. "I know," he said. His cock penetrated a millimeter deeper into me. It hardly made a difference, but in the moment, it mattered. He was inside of me. Dripping in me. "I want to cum in you again." Pressed against my ass, I could feel his balls, full and heavy with cum. They pulled in to his body, getting ready for the impending orgasm. "Fill you with my load." "Do it," I said. "Fill me with your poz load." That needed to be said. As soon as I said it, time flipped. In less than the blink of an eye, JP had grabbed my hands, pulled them off my cock, slammed his own shaft far into my body, and for an agonizing moment, the world stopped. "Cum in me." "Fuck," he said, and a spurt of cum slammed down the length of his cock, directly into my body. It was quickly followed by a second one, and then a third. "Fuck," he said, before giving me a kiss, and shooting a fourth load of his dirty cum in me.

Part 3 After Logan had swallowed his first load of cum the man took Logan into the living room of the house where there were about half a dozen guys sitting around waiting for him. He was told to get on his knees and crawl over till each guy and suck each guys cock and swallow each load of cum. One by one Logan sucked each guy and swallowed every drop if cum and as the meth I his system began to fade. The man knew that Logan would need another slam before he was going to be fucked for the first time. They took Logan back to the bedroom he woke up in and told him to sit on the bed. He was given some Gatorade to drink that was laced with GHB as 'the chemist' entered the bedroom. As he drank the Gatorade he saw 'the chemist' load a syringe with crystals then add some water to get the meth to dissolve. Logan was finishing up his Gatorade as the GHB began to take effect. He didn't try to resist as 'the chemist' placed a tourniquet on his upper arm. Logan watched as 'the chemist' found a good vein and slipped the needle in, drew back getting a flash of blood before emptying the contents. When the tourniquet was removed Logan began to cough harder then he had the first time. Through his coughs Logan heard 'the chemist' tell the man as he requested, thus one was stronger then the first slam. Logan was breathing really fast as he rode a rush that was much stronger than his first slam as he laid back on the bed. The man stood over Logan as a naked guy came into the room. The guy looked closer to his age as the man left then in the room alone. The guy climbed on top of Logan, looked into his eyes and told Logan to relax as he leaned in for a kiss as he heard someone say that the kids newly poz and his vial load will easily convert the new meat. Once again Logan was lost in the drugs as he willingly accepted his kiss as Logan felt the guys cock stiffen between their bodies. Logan was quickly giving into the drugs and sex not knowing if he'd ever see his family or friends again. As the two were sharing spit and tongues he maneuvered Logan so that Logan could suck stone cock while he got his ass ate for the first time. This was all the lube Logan would get before he had his cherry taken. Once the young guy thought he had a minimal amount if lube for Logan's as he repositioned Logan where he could hook his legs under his arms as he pointed his cock towards Logan's ass. Logan felt the tip hit his ass as the guy moved his hips enough to get his cock right at Logan's hole. The guys pushed his hips forward as his cock began to slip inside his body. Logan couldn't resist the pleasure he was starting to feel as the cock inched its way home until Logan felt three guy's pelvis bump up against his ass. They kissed again as Logan began to not only get his first fuck, but a poz fuck. Logan had no clue what he was getting but the guy fucking him was nicked named 'the gifter'. He was an addict that needed his fix and agreed to get pozzed and become a member of the crew. He'd get the 'fix. He'd need as long as he took as much cum as possible, never went on meds and when he was needed to 'gift' someone he would only be given a small slam and drugs to keep his cock hard. With all that he was known for cumming multiple times and usually big loads. He knew after he was done with the 'deed' he'd get a larger slam and get fucked all night long. Logan felt the chock inside his ass begin to swell as the guy kissed him before looking into his eyes and telling him in broken English that he was giving Logan his first charged load. Logan didn't comprehend the meaning at the time, but once he got the fuck flu, as well as being addicted to the drugs he was being given, he'd understand. In the few hours Logan was fucked by this guy he took 5 loads when the guy pulled out. The guy looked at Logan's hole as a little but of cum seeped out before he roughly stuck a dildo inside his pozzed filled ass. The dildo would force the poz cum deeper inside Logan's body. After a good 5 minutes of the dildo it was roughly pulled out. It was replaced by a brush that would scrap the walls of locks ass mashing sure the bug would get inside his blood.