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Part 23: The Ultimate Gift (Dominic's Perspective) December 2008 I’ve always had mixed feelings when it comes to Christmas. Call me a Grinch-in-training or a Scrooge-yet-to-come all you like, but I have my reasons for feeling so mixed. My family life growing up wasn’t the best, so family time was unwanted most times. Money was tight, meaning we didn’t get a ton of gifts. Once I was off on my own, I found the holidays left me feeling lonely. That brought me to the only thing I like about the holidays: desperate men needing a hard fuck. I discovered quickly that married men who were tired of shopping for gifts for their kids or couldn’t stand to be around their wives for another second were willing holes, and my cock was only too happy to help them get into the spirit. They seemed to be able to get their frustrations out with each hard thrust I made into their asses, opening them up, pounding their prostates into oblivion; these men wanted some pain, and I was willing to give it to them. Don’t believe me? Check the tally marks on my arm. We’d meet at their places while their wives were taking their kids to see the in-laws, giving me plenty of time to desecrate their marital bed and possibly poz their married holes. I even met some of these men while they were shopping, ducking into changing rooms where I filled these married men’s holes with toxic cum. Their wives would be calling into them while I held their mouths closed so they didn’t scream out with each thrust. Once, I met a guy in his car and fucked him while his infant son was in the backseat. Men can be so twisted, especially during the holidays. Still, I tend to avoid shopping malls when the holidays come around. They tend to be too crowded, and I usually grow tired of hearing the same songs over and over again. I never play these songs in my tattoo shop as I never wanted my frustration to come out as I hold a needle to someone’s arm. That’s not the type of damaging injection I like to perform. Still, one year came around when I needed to go to the mall right before Christmas. I’d wanted it to be a quick in and out, but an unforeseen distraction kept me longer than I had intended. As I entered the mall, I saw a long line of families waiting to sit on Santa’s lap. Parents and children were everywhere. I tried my best to move around them, but my large frame made it difficult. As I tried to sneak by the set-up they made, I hit into one of the giant plastic candy canes and knocked it over, startling everyone, including Santa. “Sorry,” I said, helping one of the elves pick it up. I looked up to check on the scene and found Santa staring right at me, a sly smile seen beneath his white beard. I wouldn’t say he was the normal Santa. Yes, he had the white beard, but there was gray within it too, and it wasn’t terribly long. He didn’t look old, at least in his fifties, maybe sixties at a push. I was sure he was wearing fat padding from the way his suit looked. Overall, he was a good-looking Santa. Better than any Santa I’d ever seen. As I analyzed him, his eyes never left me. I backed away, apologizing to everyone around me, but he kept his gaze fixed. I saw in the crowd of watching eyes a few faces of men I’d fucked, and felt the sudden heat of knowing that I was being observed intently. My chest was pounding and my cock started to swell. Fuck, I needed to get away from these families before my dick became noticeable. It’d been a while seen I’d fucked someone, and my hardening dick was confirming this. Maybe one of the hungry daddies in the crowd wanted a second taste. I bought what I needed and started to head out of the mall, noticing that the crowd for Santa had disappeared. Finding one of my married men to fuck had escaped me. My dick was still semi-hard, my balls aching for release. I didn’t want to go one more night with jerking off as my only relief. With the exit in view, the sudden urge to piss hit me. Snow was coming down hard, and I started cursing myself for not getting myself new tires, knowing mine were dangerous. It would take forever to get home, even without the traffic I was sure would be backed up. I felt desperate, and I knew I wouldn’t make it home in time. I found my way down a long hallway to a section of the mall which looked as if it wasn’t often used. The women’s room was out of order, a large sign hanging on the door. The men’s door, while dirty, had no sign. I ran inside and stopped dead. “Fuck.” Santa was standing in front of me, his red pants still on but his coat gone, revealing a hairy chest which showed muscles and a slight gut. His hair was salt-n-peppered with tattoos beneath. I stopped breathing for a second, my cock rising again almost instantly. “Hello,” he said, his smirk from earlier returning. “Hello,” I said, still slightly stunned. “I’m sorry. I was looking for the bathroom.” “You found one,” he said. “To bad it’s out of order.” “There’s no sign,” I said. “Must have fallen off,” he told me. “I’ve been using it to change.” “I see,” I said, my eyes looking over his body. As I took him in, I found myself realizing that I’d one day look much like this man. Our builds were similar, though I was slightly taller. He looked as if he was hairier. He was the type of man I’d imagine in porn, dominating a situation, using his years to show other men how it’s done. Even though I usually dominate during sex, I knew I’d find myself falling under this man’s orders easily. “Is there another bathroom?” I asked. “Only for employees,” he said. “Fuck,” I said, leaning forward a bit, my hand unknowingly moving down to my crotch where I felt as if I was about to burst. I could feel my cock inching down my pants’ leg, showing itself. Now, as I reached down, I was drawing attention to it. “Gotta piss?” he asked, his eyes taking me in, focusing down on my growing bulge. I nodded. “You can still go,” he said. I looked over at the urinal and found it covered by a garbage bag. “Doesn’t look like I can.” “Sure you can,” he said. He stepped toward me, chest pushed out, nipples hard in the cool air. I could smell his sweat, his musk intoxicating. “You made quite the scene earlier.” “It’s hard to get through crowds,” I told him, my body stiff as he grew closer. “You know, men like us.” “Yes,” he said, smiling. “Men like us. Hard.” He kneeled down, his red pants on the dirty bathroom floor. “What are you doing?” I asked, stepping back. He reached out and grabbed my hips, pulling me towards him, his face level with my bulge. He looked up at me. “Should I stop?” I must have shaken my head “no” as he then smiled and grabbed for the button of my jeans and undid it, pulling the zipper down. My bulge stuck out, his thumbs running along the fabric, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He pressed his nose against my underwear, breathing deeply. “I think I smell dried pre-cum,” he said. “Is it recent?” “Yes,” I told him. “When I saw you earlier.” He smiled. “Now, how about some relief?” he slipped his fingers into my pants and underwear and pulled them down, my hard cock flopping out and standing straight out toward him. “There’s the prize.” He licked his lips. “Sure you can go hard?” “I’m ready to burst,” I said. He nodded and opened his mouth, directing my cock to rest on his tongue. He looked up at me and winked. My piss shot out in a powerful stream, so much rushing out that I thought he was going to choke. As his mouth filled up, he swallowed, never missing a drop. His eyes stared straight into mine as he swallowed me down, my cock inching further into his mouth until his lips swallowed around it. “Don’t stop,” I moaned once my piss ran dry. His hands moved to my ass, squeezing, pulling me closer. My dick slid into his throat, his mouth opening, taking me in until his nose was buried into my pubes. His mouth was warm, his tongue and throat massaging my cock while his one hand moved to my front and grabbed my balls. “You don’t know how much I’ve needed this,” I moaned. My cock slid out of his mouth, pre-cum sticking to his white beard. “It’s my job,” he said. “Santa gives gifts.” He stood up, his sweaty chest pressing against me. “Now, it’s time for you to give me your gift.” I stood still, my heart beating faster. My gift. I looked down and found that my biohazard tattoo was covered by my shirt, but it could have moved when he drank down my piss. Maybe, one of the married men I’d fucked in the past and converted told him? Why would they have done that? It made no sense. Maybe he wanted it. Maybe he was a chaser. I took a step back. “What?” he asked. “Don’t you want to fuck my ass? Don’t you want to shove your monster into my hole?” “Of course,” I told him. “Then do it,” he growled, pushing me up against the door. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. You’ve already filled my mouth and stomach. Now I need you to fill my ass and guts. Come on. Make Santa happy.” He stepped back and took his pants, shoving them down to his ankles, revealing a bulge of his own kept tight in a dirty jockstrap. He turned around, showing his ass covered in gray hair. He reached back and pulled his cheeks, revealing a puckered hole. My cock jumped, a large drop of pre-cum dripping out. I reached out and ran a hand over his crack, my fingers pressing into his hole. “Fuck, you’re tight.” “I’m versatile,” he said. “I’m guessing you top.” “I ONLY top,” I told him. He looked back at me, a huge smile on his face. “Perfect,” he said. “I haven’t found any men worthy to top me for some time. I’ve been topping, but I’ve been looking for a man like you. Not some skinny twink or wannabe top. I need an alpha male to fuck my hole.” He reached back and grabbed my cock, pulling me closer to him. “I need your cock in my hole.” “I only bareback,” I told him. “I don’t play with condoms. Ever.” He smiled, opening his ass wider. “I like my gifts unwrapped.” I grabbed him by his hips and turned him toward the bathroom mirror, both of us catching each other’s eye in the reflection. “I fuck hard.” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Make me bleed.” “With pleasure,” I said, grabbing my spit-covered cock and shoving it into his hole. As I felt a wave of pleasure ripple through my body, he tensed, my large size threatening to tear his hole in half. “Fuck,” he cried, leaning on the sink’s counter, hands reaching out to the mirror. “You’re bigger than I thought.” “I hear that a lot,” I said, bottoming out. His hole squeezed on my cock, milking me, causing my knees to buckle. I fell forward, pushing my cock even further inside his warm body. He groaned. His naked skin was warm, urging me to feel him more. I pulled off my shirt, both of us now nearly naked. I looked on the sink’s counter and saw his Santa hat. If I’m about to deliver a gift, I thought, I should look the part. I took the hat and put it on, smelling his sweat from a long day’s work. He was intoxicating. I leaned forward, my naked chest pressed against his back, the hair covering our bodies rubbing together. “Fuck,” he said, looking at me in the mirror. “I’ve been a naughty boy, sir.” “How naughty?” I asked, playing along. “Very,” he said. “I’ve fucked so many men.” “How about some of the fathers you saw today?” “A few,” he said. “Me too,” I told him. “You’d be amazed how many find the suit a turn-on.” I looked at myself in the mirror, watching as the hat moved with each thrust. There was something sexy about it. I felt as if I was taking something innocent and damning it, making it dirty. I loved doing that. I was good at it. “I don’t believe in coal,” I told him. “I have other ways of punishing you.” Our breathing was strained, sweat covering our bodies. I could see his face growing red. He was biting down on his arm to stop himself from yelling. I pulled my cock out until only the head remained. I could sense his body easing, but it wasn’t for long. I jammed myself back inside, hitting his prostate. “Fuck,” he moaned, one hand reaching back, grabbing my thigh and pulling me closer. “I’m cumming. Fuck. I’m cumming.” I could feel his body shudder as he unloaded in his jockstrap. The way his muscles moved and the fact that I hadn’t cum in what felt like forever, I found myself on the edge. “Unload your gift in me,” he yelled, his ass pushing back on me. “Do it. Give it all to me. Cum in my pig ass.” “You want it?” “Fuck yeah!” I grabbed his hips and started slamming myself into him, my breathing quick while my heart pounded. “You want this gift?” “I do!” “You want to be my twenty-fifth?” “Absolutely,” he cried, and I knew he didn’t know what I meant. “Fuck,” I said, my fingers digging into his skin. “I’m cumming.” “Do it! Cum in my dirty ass!” “FUCK!” I buried myself as far into his body as I could, erupting inside him, my gift leaving my worn body and spreading into his own. Weak, I fell forward again, resting on him, feeling his beating heart and labored breathing. Fuck, his body was amazing. I could feel his muscles moving beneath me. “From the huge load in my ass,” he said, looking at me in the mirror, “it’s been a while for you.” “I’ve needed this,” I told him, kissing the back of his neck. I pulled out and found traces of blood on my cock. “I think you needed it too.” “My hole always needs a strong man’s cock inside it,” he said. He straightened up and turned to me, our naked bodies facing each other for the first time. He looked me over, noticing my tattoos. His eyes traveled down and rested on my biohazard tattoo. He smiled. “When you said you were delivering a gift, you really meant it.” I waited for his reaction, waiting for him to attack me or something, but he didn’t. Instead, he stepped forward, grabbed my shoulders, and brought me up against him. He leaned closer and kissed me. I could still taste my piss on his tongue. “Happy with my gift?” I asked him. “We’ll see,” he said. He took his hat and pressed it against his nose, breathing in our scent. “I think you need one of your own.” He slipped his hat on and then slipped his jockstrap off. I could see his fresh cum collected in the pouch, soaking in the fabric. “Take this,” he said, giving me the dirty jock. I took it, eyeing the cum. “Thanks.” I tilted the pouch, pouring the cum into my mouth. He tasted great. There was a heavy odor clinging to the fabric. It was intoxicating. “I’m Nick,” he said. “Saint Nick?” I asked, raising a brow. “You know there isn’t anything saintly about me,” he said, pulling his pants off completely. “That was fun. We should do it again.” “Definitely,” I said. I gave him my number, slipping his jockstrap into the bag in which my purchase waited. “I better be going. Bad weather coming.” “Be safe out there,” he said. “But not that kind of safe.” “Never,” I told him. ** Four Weeks Later: I sat in my tattoo shop, watching as the snow was falling. I was readying myself for my next client when I heard a familiar voice. “How’s my favorite Santa?” I looked up and saw Nick standing in front of me, smiling. I almost didn’t recognize him in jeans and a coat that wasn’t red. He was still sexy, even more so than before. There was something in the way he was carrying himself that showed true confidence. “What are you doing here?” I asked, giving him a hug, his hand reaching down and grabbing my ass. “The holiday rush is over,” he said. "So, no more Santa?" "Unless you want him back," he told me. "I think I'm excited to see regular Nick here," I told him. I leaned in close and whispered, "I'm wearing the jock you gave me." "Fucking how," he said. “ Since Christmas is done, I’m freer now.” “Ready for another round?” I asked him. “Absolutely,” he said. “First, however, I need a new tattoo from you.” “What of?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled. “I think you know.” I smiled back. It looked like I was getting my twenty-fifth tattoo and he one that proved I was the best gift giver he'd ever met. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ This was a bit longer than I expected. Hope you liked it. I thought something fitting the holiday would be a nice change of pace. This gives you a glimpse into who Domonic was as he grew in his dominant nature. I have no plans to bring NIck into the current narrative, but I might. I don't want to overcrowd the story. Enjoy.

Usually after I cum, my dick goes soft and I just want to chill, but despite unloading I was still so horny. My dick was hard, and I wanted more dick, We continued to kiss tasting my cum and his ass and then I made way down to his cock. He was hard and my goal was to get him more aroused and as wet as possible. Soon I rolled on my back and raised my legs above my head exposing my hole. He dove in with his tongue adding his saliva to the two loads already in me. He hit the poppers and shotgunned them to me with a wonderfully sensuous kiss. When he pulled back, I marveled at his big man cock sprouting from his boy body. I told him I wanted to feel him inside me and share his babies like I shared mine. Without any pause he slid right inside me. My hole was wet and sloppy but a little sore from the previous fucks but the fullness of having him inside me was overwhelming. As he fucked some of the fluids were being pulled out of my ass. I could feel them leaking down my balls and into the sheets. He fucked me on my back for a few minutes and then told me to get on my knees. I rolled over and took him doggie. Here's a 50-year-old guy submitting to a BBC from a 20-year-old boy...god was I turned on. He fucked me mercilessly with no break and my ass was starting to feel sore. I hit the poppers more to blunt the stinging in my hole and just savored his dick. He pulled out again and told me to suck his dick. As before I could taste semen, the muskiness of my ass, but now there was a new taste, somewhat metallic......fuck, my ass walls were breached. He then had me get on my back with my ass at the edge of the bed and entered me as he stood on the floor. We both hit poppers, kissed ravenously as he pounded. His breathing got deeper his pace got quicker and his penis went deeper as I started to feel him pulsate, He literally fell on me with his weight forcing his dick deeper as he unloaded, We kissed as he softened and pulled out. My ass was oozing, and he scooped some of that ooze with his fingers to feed me. Thats when I noticed it wasn't the typical pearl white fluid im used to seeing but it had a pink tinge. I licked his fingers dry but saved a little to share with him. To be continued

It was after midnight and I laid in bed thinking about this past evening. My ass was a little sore but I felt full....no doubt still filled with semen. I fell asleep and slept soundly until about 6AM. When I woke up the room was permeated by the scent of sex, My sheets were stained with fluids from the night before and there was a large pink wet spot where I was lying during the night. My ass was stll wet and I had morning wood that kept growing as I reminisced about the previous evening. I had such mixed emotions about last night. The sex was so hot, so passionate but was I ready to be pozzed. My erection didn't dimmish though and I needed to release again. I squeezed the marinated fluids left in my ass. OMG, the scent of cum and ass juices. I had to taste some and then used the rest to coat my hard dick. I began stroking. thinking about those three dicks inside me. What were the chances my conversion was underway? How toxic was the man who fucked me? Did the two other men hasten the pozzing by abrading my ass walls ? Within a minute I began shooting another huge load. The next few weeks were busy and really had no sex, then one morning I woke up not feeling well. I got up went to work and during the day I could feel I had a fever. When I got home I had a temp of 104, achy and all night woke up with night sweats. It was winter so maybe I just had the flu. I was sick for about 4 days and began to feel better. I rationalized I was OK and didn't think about it. 2 weeks later I decided to test myself and those two lines appeared It was official. I was a bit shocked but after it settled in I was OK. I was liberated. No need to think about it The next week, the second guy that fucked me and was so turned on by the fact that I had poz cum in messaged me on grindr. He mentioned how hot our encounter was and asked if I converted. I told him I did. He was so excited and begged me to fuck him as he was now chasing. We met up that night and now we are fucking frequently......

I met a guy on sniffles and I sucked his dick for a while. He then wanted to cuddle It was hot and we cuddled. All of a sudden he slipped his dick in me . He fucked me while we were cuddling I could feel his whole body next to me while hi dick was in my hole. All of a sudden he moaned and shot a big load in me He stayed in till he hit soft I was a very hot fuck

"Squat on his face - make him eat your hole," I directed Trent. The boy-turned beast happily complied, straddling Ben's body with his leather boots and doing a deep squat until his asslips made contact with Ben's mouth. A gutteral moan vibrated through Ben's whole body. He shifted slightly (as much as was possible in his position) to get a better angle at Trent's musclehole. Trent just grinned and said, "Mmmmmmm- - - nice. Eat it Daddy!" His heavy stretched balls draped over Ben's chin, and his meat continued to fill out until i could see a thick, long vein pulsing along the top. "Want some lube?" i asked, staring intently at the huge holewrecker. "Yeah - sure," Trent answered, starting to lose his focus in the haze of sex. I grabbed the bottle of J-Lube and squeezed a glob into his palm. He slowly smeared it along the top of his cock (making the vein stand out even more!), and then gripping his meat from the base, he started lubing and stroking like a sexy pornstar. "I need to fuck!" Trent said, raising his body off Ben's slobbering mouth. He was a little unsteady, after squatting for so long, so i stood and reached out to steady him - placing my hands on his muscular lats. "Fuck! You're a fucking horse, man!" I said, complimenting Trent on his worked out bod. "Thanks," he answered. "I figure if you wanna fuck like a porn star - you better godamn look like one!" he laughed. I slapped his firm butt and rubbed my hand across his pumped pecs and abs. "I'd say you could fuck any porn star you want, stud! Trent stepped down off the plywood platform bed, his boots landing in two heavy thuds on the concrete floor. He immediately aimed his rock-hard cock for Ben's open gape. I climbed up on the bed and slid down behind Ben's head, resting his head in my crotch. I grabbed his ankles and pulled back, which in turn raised his gaping hole in line with Trent's dripping cock. "Fuck man! Fuckin' hot hole!" Trent said, staring at Ben's mancunT. Ben was speechless. I could see his face in the mirror, his eyes locked on the huge meat that was about to fuck him. I'm sure the heavy doses of meth were keeping him from talking, but the opening and closing of his wrecked hole said it all! Trent shoved two fingers - then three - into the slop bucket of an ass in front of him. Then four fingers. Then his whole hand! "Fuuuuccckkkk!" Trent drawled, his big cock bobbing up and down. "Fuck 'im!" I directed. "Breed 'im with that big Texas horsedick!" That's all it took - Trent leaned forward, making contact with the stretched foreskin on the head of his cock. I saw Ben take a deep breath, and then exhale, as Trent drove his meat in deep in one slow, deliberate thrusT!!! Trent took his time - slowly drawing his cock out (like a syringe) - and then leaning forward and letting his bodyweight drive his meat deep into Ben's hole until his clipped pubes made contact with Ben's asscheeks. I could feel Ben's body vibrate from the ecstasy he was feeling from being filled with dickmeat. I shifted my body to one side so that my cock was within reach of Ben's mouth, and he eagerly started sucking like he'd found a man's pacifier. Trent just continued his steady attack on Ben's greedy hole. "Hey - this lube's startin' to dry out - you got anymore?" Trent asked, trying to work up some spit to slicken his dick. I looked around for a water bottle, but couldn't find one within reach. Then, a nasty thought ran through my sleazy mind... I managed to climb out from under Ben's head, and took a standing position facing Trent. Aiming my cock in Trent's direction, I started to piss - a dark yellow stream hit Trent right between his pecs, and ran down his ripped abs, finally pooling on the base of his cock and Ben's wrecked hole. "Fuckin' A, man! That's some piggy shit - but it's workin'," he grinned. The warm, dark piss mixed with the dried lube, and instantly made it nice and superslick again. "Any chems in that?" Trent asked, picking up his pace of screwing Ben's brains out. "Yeah - from a few hours ago," I said. "But, I'd say it's pretty concentrated by now." Trent motioned me to step forward and opened his mouth, signaling he wanted to drink. I was only too happy to share the contenTs of my bladder with this hot stud/pig. I could feel his throat muscles contracting as i pissed down his throat. He didn't spill a drop! When i was finished, he backed off my cock, and shook his head. "Fuck - that tasted really nasty, man! Hope I get a buzz off it," Trent stated, followed by a deep belch. I stepped down off the bed and opened the door. The cool air felt good in the warm, sweaty, black room. i stood behind Trent and reached around to play with his hard, erect nipples. "Oh man - that's gonna make me cum!" he said. The harder i squeezed, the faster he fucked. Ben's body slid around the rubber sheet like a rag doll - he would try to grip the edges of the foam rubber mattress, but he was no match for the bull that was fucking him. When i noticed the lube starting to get sticky again, i would reach down and scoop some of the 'juice' off the rubber sheet and smear it on Trent's thick meat. Behind me, a crowd had started to form in the open door - about five guys all stroking their cocks and straining to get a good view of the action in the small room. "Gonna cum," Trent panted, his cock relentlessly pounding Ben's hole. Ben was totally relaxed - just letting the assault on his ass happen - happy to be full of dick and piss and chems...and soon, more cum. Suddenly, Trent's body stiffened. He raised his head to the ceiling and let out a loud wolf howl - "Ow, ow, owoooooooooo!!!" i looked down and could see the base of his cock pulsing - shooting load after load of thick poz cum into Ben's hole. Behind me, i heard the grunts of one of the onlookers, and when i turned to look, he was emptying his load into the twink kneeling in front of him. My slimy dick was slick with lube and Trent's sweat - sliding up and down on his broad, muscular back. (God, i luv communal sex!) Trent finally let his cock slide out of the sewer hole he'd just fucked - followed by a huge, sloppy fuck fart from Ben. Trent leaned forward and gave been a tongue deep kiss - "Thanks man! Your ass is fuckin' incredible!" "Oh no, thank you!" Ben replied, still in a stupor from the XXXtreme breeding he'd just had. "Anytime you want a hole to use," he said, sitting up and reaching to stroke Trent's softening dick. "You want the door open, or closed," i asked. "Closed, I guess," Ben answered. "I really need to get up and walk around - get some water." "Come on up to my room," i offered. "I've got water and gatorade. We could all use a break!" The three of us gathered our things, making sure we had our towels and keys, and headed out into the cool hallway. The crowd parted as we walked out, half-disappointed that the show was over. They stared as three hot pigs walked naked down the narrow hallway. i turned around before we turned the corner and said to the remaining guys, "Don't worry - we'll bring him back soon, ready for more!"

Update, stopped meds 3 years ago, so likely back to full blown AIDS. My attitude is, ' I have AIDS, but it doesn't have me.

I don't force people into participating in my beliefs. Iff they say condom, then fine. WHY would I lose out on the opportunity tp get fucked by a hot guy who wants to wear a bit of plastic that I will hardly notice. That kind of logic baffles my mind...

Unfortunately, let them. It’s their call, not mine, as a bottom.

I make it clear..."It's bareback or nothing!"...."Go in bare or go away!"

Last Thursday. At a regular leather social in my city I was behind the curtain where the public sex happens chatting with a friend as we watched. A sexy, shorter South American man with his shirt off and big juicy nipples with piercings in them walked by. I smiled big and asked if I could touch him. When he agreed, I stroked and then licked and sucked his nipples and he got pretty horny. It turns out that he knew me, we'd worked at the same company together and he saw email I sent to large groups regularly, and took the same bus home that I did. He even remembered the stop I got off at. I think he was surprised by me being in leather, behind the curtain, and sucking his nipples. We made out and groped each other, then I sucked his very hard uncut cock for a while, earning some tasty precum. He suddenly started fucking into my mouth and, especially with Latino men, I know what that means. He groaned that he wishes he could fuck me, so I said "You can", unbuckled my jeans, turned to face away from him, pulled them and my briefs down to rest on my calf high black boots and present my ass while holding out a small bottle of lube I always carry to him. All in much less time than it took you to read it. He lubed my hole and his dick and plunged in. It felt so good having dick inside me and I realized there were a bunch of men watching me get railed, one of them an owner of the bar we were in. My top was tired and needed to work in the morning, so I didn't get his load, but he said he wanted to do more and gave me his number so we can arrange to have a good long fuck in the future.

About four days ago. I plan on going to a park tomorrow to give some Christmas relief to any and everyone. Public sex is great and preferred honestly. At the park I go to there's a guy that no one really messes with, and he'll hog the restroom. So I let him breed me since he won't last long, and then he'll leave satisfied & everyone else will enter the restroom. It works out since I have a load up my ass that'll be used as lube for the next guy. I'm also not opposed to sucking off any of the guys in there. As long as they cum in my mouth or ass I'm happy.

Part 5: After dad left I had a random middle eastern daddy and the manager of 711 immediately waiting for me to come to the small truck stop bathroom. Only a few stalls but I was take to the biggest handicap stall. Both of them fucked me and came quick. I was still flying high. my phone started ringing after they both left. It was master Hughes. “Hello my hood faggot slave. Whole town is already begging to have you. So that’s what’s gonna happen. We’ve told everyone you’ve been inducted. You’ll see a lot of familiar and unfamiliar faces. And don’t worry about school, not like you’ll be anything but a slut in your future. Just take dick in that bathroom until I come pick you up. And whatever they say goes unless it’s a condom. Got it?” I forgot about school or even my friends there. But honestly, fuck it. This is all I want. I never thought I’d ever be like this. Been only a day. I said with a smile “YES MASTER.” just then another person opened the entrance to the bathroom and master just replied “good, now sounds like you have work to continue.” as he hung up on me I turned around to see someone I’ve never seen before. He was a tall muscular ginger man who stood at least 6 feet tall. His eyes were dark green. A tattoo of a biohazard symbol on his right shoulder. His hair was wavy on top but buzzed on the sides. And his buldge already pronounced in his gym shorts. He grabbed me out of the stall completely naked with my safety of the stall behind me. I was still so high to even fight to go back to the stall, but he saw how nervous I was. ANYONE could walk in. What if a cop came in? Or a family? Fuck am I doing? But still I just looked into his eyes standing there with his face next to mine. ”Your such a beautiful pig. You remind me of my own son.” With that he put his lips to mine and made out with me. His muscular hands going slowly up and down. I couldn’t help but sink into his kiss and this moment. This stranger must have noticed cus his hand then immediately started to finger me slowly. It felt so good having him swirl the random loads then were kept inside me. “yeah boy, your a natural. Just let a man use you and you’ll unleash your true inner pig.” As he said this he started to undress. First his shirt to reveal his gorgoues abs. Then he licked the side of my face as he undid his shorts. He was showing his hot red jockstrap off with me naked. he grabbed my face and growled in a quickly serious town “on your knees boy, now.” I didn’t need convincing. My body was still feeling every touch like a pure moment of ecstasy. He walked to the stall with my clothes and grabbed the lube I was given. “Now I know your hole doesn’t need lube, but your dad did tell you that he mixed t in the lube right?” He saw me just shake my head no. ”well of course he didn’t. He texted me right as he left ya boy. He knew you wouldn’t wanna be clean anymore. Such a good dad, isn’t he?” the hot ginger guy came to me and told me without removing his jock to devour his crotch. ”mmmm boy is a good worthless cum and Chen slut, isn’t he. Just like my son. You actually know him boy. Sits next to you in some of your classes. We just moved here because we needed to be with others just like us. And oooooh you definitely like that don’t you boy?” as he was telling me all this I was trying to think who, but didn’t even notice that my body was instinctively already sucking through his jockstrap and mumbling uuuh huh. ”you call me Sir when your mouth isn’t full. Ok boy?” I took my mouth off for a brief second to say yes sir. ”good boy. Here, start tasting the real thing.” Sir took down his jock to show his hot 7 inch thick cock. I didn’t need further instruction and started to swallow his veiny hard cock down my throat. It was glorious. He started to moan and facefuck me slow but made sure to not take his cock out or let it come out at all. I couldn’t help but start gauging which only made sir start throat fucking me faster. I was in pure heaven. But as I was getting into it, the door swung open. A tall figure came in fast and as I looked up I almost yelped. It was a cop! A cop with shades, full blue uniform walking in on two naked men in the middle of a public bathroom. He took his shades of and looked straight at my face. I tried to take my mouth out but Sir shuved his hand on the back of my head keeping me down. Sir asked in a regular tone “is there a problem officer?” The cop kept his face on me the entire time. Silent for a minute. He then grabbed my head off of sirs dick and slammed it on his crotch. “No problem as long as he’s a good cocksucker” the officer replied. ”so far very good. We’re you texted about the new pig in town too?” Sir said ”no, this is just the best bathroom in town to get your dick sucked, and heard sloppy noises from out the other side of the door.”the police officer started to unzip and move his pants halfway to put his dick in my mouth. “you know kid, fucking in public is illegal. But it’s a good thing you picked the right place to do it. I come hear all the time to use hungry cock lovers like you. As he started growing hard in my mouth Sir got behind me putting his dick against my ass. Naturally he slid in and moaned “fuuuck his ass is nice and used. Gonna add your dick too?” ”in a bit.” The officer replied. The feeling of one dick in my mouth from a man in uniform with muscles, broad shoulders, hairy chest and crotch while another muscled man fucks my ass, is the best feeling in the world. But honestly any two dicks in me makes me feel this way. Once fully hard the cop started to slam his cock in my throat making me almost puke after 2 minutes. Fuck this is so much at once I thought. “mind if I join you in that hole?” The cop asked ”you mean dp?” Sir replied the cop smirked and said “well considering how horny and tweeked he looks, I’d say he wants it.” ”he just started bottoming yesterday. But let’s make Him learn what he needs to know.” I was a bit nervous but Sir started putting in more Chem lube which made my asshole feel even better. I thought if they take they’re time everything would be ok however once I was scooted up and repositioned Sir kept his cock in me and the cock forced his dick in me fast. It definitely hurt for a little and the cop said “don’t worry slut, you’ll love it in a minute. Can’t go slow with dp, it’s better to get them in before your hole can reject them.” both sir and the cop were moaning like animals just like me. As I was filled they both made my ass feel like it was being torn apart. I didn’t even know I could do this, but t makes anything possible. After a good minute more my hole went from pain to immense pleasure. I started to beg for more. But quickly Sir came and then right after so did the cop. I can’t believe it’s only been two hours since I was dropped off

Chapter 11 The Kid walked back to his place and when he got to the top of his steps, the guy that had bent him over last Friday meet him. He walked into the Kid’s flat behind him and grabbed the Kid’s ass as they passed through the threshold. He gave the Kid a bottle of Gatorade and told the Kid “ Get cleaned up and come over to my place, you have a date in my basement. Be a good boy and drink all of this one your way over “. He knew the guy meant business and if he didn’t show up, he had no idea who all he would tell about the night in the park. He was thirsty so he drank about half of the Gatorade, it tasted funny, but he didn’t care, it was wet. He cleaned himself out with his douche nozzle and cleaned himself out. He also touched himself up with a razor, he had shaved enough that it looked like he was naturally hairless between the legs. It made him look even younger that before. As he was getting out of the shower, he felt hot and a little uneasy on his feet. He didn’t think he had the temperature on the water turned up that high. He dried off and put on shorts and a tee shirt and slid into his sandals. He was camo because he lost his underwear at one place and figured he didn’t want to lose more. He felt flush, relaxed and horny at the same time. He started out the door when he remembered the Gatorade, he still had just over half of it left to drink, He downed it down quickly and walked dover to the neighbor’s place He knocked on the door at the neighbors. He answered and told the Kid “ Just in time, follow me “. He noticed the Kid was a bit tipsy and knew he was feeling the ’special’ mix in the Gatorade. He took the Kid downstairs to the basement. He watched the kid, he didn’t want hm falling. When he got down there the Kid noticed four other guys. One was naked smoking a glass pipe. The neighbor said he had something special for him to try. The drugs in the Gatorade was hitting him and he was feeling horny as hell. One of the guys walked over to the Kid and yanked his cloths off. He stepped back and looked at the hairless body and asked “ You sure he is legal age “? The Kid looked a lot younger than his actual age. The neighbor said “Yeah, I’m sure. He is in his twenties “ . The pulled the Kid over to a table and sat him down. Next to him on the table was some white powder in lines, he had never seen this before. The asked the Kid if he ever did lines before, the Kid answered “ no sire “. One of the guys walked over and said let me show you how to do it. He took a straw and put the end of it in his nose and then stared inhaling the line of white powder, The guy snorted and said that was great. His voice seemed to have changed. The guy told the Kid, like poppers, you need to block the other part of your nose when you inhale. The Kid though that this would be easy, he liked poppers and figured this was the same. the Neighbor pointed to the longest line and said “ I have been saving this one for you, see how much you can inhale “. The Kid took this as a challenge and got into position like the other guy did and started snorting the line he almost got it all in when an unbelievable intense burning hit his nose. It was a deep burn that seemed to go into his brain. He never felt anything like this. His eyes were watering n the guys started laughing. One of them said “ I guess he wasn’t lying, this was the first for coke “. The Kid’s head was spinning and he had a sense of total euphoria he never felt before. While all this was going on three other guys walked in. One was a younger guy that had what looked like a dog collar in, One of the other guys was leading him around. They came over and stood the Kid up and started feeling him all over. One of them commented on the Kid’s cock and how nicely hard it was. The were feeling his body, pinching his nipples and playing with his ass. Up to now the Kid hadn’t noticed how horny he had gotten. They were checking his butt and commenting on it. It was as if he was noting more than a side of beef they way they talked. The Guy that was leading the one with a collar told the guy to get down and suck out this Kid’s ass. The bent the kid over and the slave came over and started eating his ass. It really felt great, the Kid thought this was going to be fun. The slave was sucking hard on the Kid’s hole, he could actually feel his insides being sucked. The Neighbor bent down and asked the Kid “ You like this, don’t you “? The Kid was panting and said “ Yes”. The neighbor said “ Tis is only the beginning. I am hosting a small get together and you’re one of the main attractions “

Part 4: “one, two, THREE!” With just two little pricks in my arms I became a monster. My mind went to a million places. Both dad and father O’Brian were grinding and hard. I couldn’t help but cough and groan like an animal on the hunt. They both put my arms above my head, and licked the bit of blood that came out. “he’s in his natural state now, but let’s get him to a proper bed” father O’Brian said. Dad led me in front while I hollard and begged to be fucked. “Just fuck me, fuck me, use me, fuck me, FUCK ME GOD DAMNIT!” dad opened his door and I was thrown on the bed. They took hold and forced me to get in doggy, but I wanted everything done possible. Then all of a sudden *WHACK* Dad looked at me with the hand he used to slap my face. He looked at me with a huge grin. Because he saw that I still had a smile. “I knew you’d be just like me. Let anything happen. Anything we want. And you didn’t cry or bitch like a pathetic pig others are. My son is a true slave.” I was still thrusting and dad my face forcibly. ”Don’t you dare take my dick out.” Then my dad started to pound my throat with his cock. His stomach slapping back and forth with his dick. Like an actual bear on attack. My throat could feel every vain, every inch, every pube, and every taste of pre cum. In and out in and out without mercy I just smiled and obeyed. I was flying and feeling almost out of body. father obrian stuck his cock in my ass but didn’t pound me like they did before. Instead he said “your gonna get one more burst from me my boy. Here’s your very first chem piss enema you fucking slut.” Then in just a few seconds my hole felt even warmer. “This slut will do anything for dick, that’s his life’s purpose.” Dad said ”The way he’s supposed to.” Father O’Brian replied. He then shocked me with “you know if you come to church more then half the attendees will fuck you boy? You think your the only father and son that are like this? We are making a brotherhood of poz Chem pigs. Your master and cheating boyfriend helped induct so many members. Including myself. Your neighbors. Local town folks you pass. And they all have seen the video I was shown of you being a tweeked out whore. So just do as your told by anyone who bends you over boy. Cus it’s all your good for.” with that he stopped pissing inside me. Father O’Brian took his phone out and said he wants to show everyone more of the newest whore to use in town. With that dad flipped me around and tamed his cock up my ass. With the phone pointing at the both of us. My wrecked hole now spouting cum and piss was in pure bliss. ”Just look at this pig. Only been one day and he’s already a slammed up piss filled pig. Anyone watching this should bug his useless neg ass till its white and red. Don’t you love being fucked by your poz biological father, boy?” I just screamed “Yes Father. I love being breeded by my dad.” Dad picked up the pass and growled at me. ”And how good does your son sloppy cunt feel?” ”Like it’s begging to be whored out” dad moaned and pounding my cheeks with his balls bouncing on my thighs. ”you want anyone to fuck your son?” ”every raw pig should use my boy whenever they want. Drug him. Make him obey.” Dad grunted and yelled ”Cum in your son again?” ”Doing it…Right now. FUUUUUCK.” With that dad cummed inside me again and me still flying I begged for more. Hearing this dad brought his cum soaked and pink colored blood and cum Mix to my mouth. I thought I was to just suck it off. But while holding my head down, dad started to piss down my throat. The taste of chem piss was strong and nasty. But I did as felt what was right. I swallowed every drop. But being up for so long now I didn’t know if everything was real again. Father O’Brian finally put his phone down from recording and said “we will have more fun but I must go. I have some work obligations but will be sure to send this to everyone and show this at work. Trust me, this is your purpose boy. As Father O’Brian left dad just looked at me and said “your gonna make me a proud father.” He then kissed me with all his night. Looked at me and said “let’s get you dressed. We got one more thing to do before you are done your first round.” Dad grabbed me and told me to put on shorts, a tank top, put me In the car, and drove us 10 minutes down the road to a highway truck stop. Gave me lube seeing how very tweeked I was and told me to go to the bathroom stalls. But before I could ask why he wasn’t getting out he left me and drove off. Still high and confused I did as told. When I walked in I saw two men just motioning me to the toilet stall. One was a middle eastern daddy with just regular work clothes on. The other I recognized as the local 711 manager. Without even closing the door I was shuved inside, forced to my knees, and told to service us like we were promised. They both shuved their shorts down and came for my holes. The middle eastern daddy said “your videos are amazing. Let’s give you something to really celebrate. Being an independent Chem slut.” They both put there dicks inside me until they both quickly nutted. “Oh don’t worry, more are coming, but everyone is gonna hold you here till you are told everyone is done.” just how long would that be? Oh who cares. I love my new purpose

Part 2 After a short time, the hot man who left his seed in me left and I laid in my bed with a glow surrounding me. I felt so satiated with his load inside me thinking that his semen was unloading its HIV babies inside me, did he abrade my ass walls enough to give his infection a clear path into me or would it just fade away like his sperm thinking i was a cunt to impregnate. The one thing I did know was that I still horny and my dick was hard. I needed some further release, so I again scrolled through grindr. Before long I happened upon a guy who I had played with a few times before, He was in his 20's, a bit stocky with a nice hairy chest and ass and a fat 6" dick. I remember he was a good kisser, loved raw and bred me a few times before. He was also HIV negative. The sex was good but sometimes he had trouble coming inside me, He would pull out and jerk off. I didn't care I just needed another dick in me. I messaged him if he was looking, and he replied yes and soon headed over. I met him at the door and we quickly went to my room. We undressed and I got to my knees and sucked his dick getting him hard and really wet. I climbed on the bed, got on my knees and presented my ass doggie style. I took a hit of poppers and told him to breed me. He soon slid and excitedly said "OMG your ass is so wet, is that cum?' I said it was which got him so excited i could feel his cock get even harder. He asked who's cum it was and I told him some black dude. He got even more excited. Now I felt emboldened and told him he was fucking me with poz cum as lube. I took a chance because there was a possibility that I would freak him out. On the contrary it put him over the top. He said he couldn't believe he was fucking me with poz cum and he hoped his cock was grinding that toxic nut into me. Within a minute he starts yelling, "i'm cumming" and I felt his dick pulse as he shot his load in me, He stayed in me a minute while he softened and as he pulled out, I could feel cum running out my ass and down my balls. To be continued

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Jake was walking his bike down the street on an abnormally hot spring evening when he heard a familiar voice running up from behind him. Jake turned around and recognized his next door neighbor slowing down from his run. “What seems to be the problem?”, he asked. “Oh hey Mr. Cox. My bike has a flat.” Jake explained. “Sorry to to hear that and you can call me Tyler. When you call me Mr. Cox it makes me feel old” , Tyler said with a chuckle. “Ok, Tyler” Jake replied with a smile as he admired the sweaty shirtless man in his thin athletic shorts. “I’ve got a new tube in my garage. I can probably replace yours in 5 minute if you’d like”, Tyler offered. “That’d be great!” Jake exclaimed with a bright smile. As they walked back to Tyler’s garage, Jake relishes the view of Tyler’s hairy half naked body. He had admired his tall, muscular neighbor from afar for some time. His bedroom window Looks onto Tyler’s bathroom window and on occasion Jake would catch glimpses of Tyler undressing and showering even jerking off and Jake has gotten in the habit of Jerking off to these views. “So your dad tells me that you're almost done with the baseball season and that this will be your last season”, Tyler states as they walk toward his garage. “Yes sir, two more games and then I graduate next month. Jake responds. “That’s great! Your dad also said you’ll be playing baseball in college in the fall as well. All that ball playing explains how well developed you body has become. You’ve grown so fast. Pretty soon you’ll be bigger than me”, Tyler says with a smile and patty Jake on the shoulder. Jake blushes and says, “I don’t know about that sir but I do work out and the coaches train us hard”. “I’m sure they do” Tyler says as he licks his lips and his mind begins to wonder before they arrive at his garage. They enter the garage and Tyler closes the door behind them. He turned the bike over the makes the needed repairs as Jake assists. As they finish the work. Jake finds himself staring at Tyler’s towering frame. His body still glistening from the sweaty run. His eye wander down his hairy, muscular chest and down to the his tight run shorts where he observes a growing bulge pushing through the thin fabric. Tyler stares at Jake With a devilish grin and asked, “like what you see Jake?” Jake blushed but continued to stare at the now straining bulge in Tyler’s athletic shorts. “Wanna see it?”, Tyler asked. Jake licked his lips and innocently looked up at Tyler and replied, “Yes sir”. “Go ahead” Tyler encourages. Jake pulls on the waistband of the thin athletic short and pulls down. What was revealed before him was the largest dick he’d ever see. It was over 9 inches long, thick and veiny with a thick bush of hair surrounding the shaft. His heart raced with excitement and his dick began to stir in his shorts and adjusts it. “Want to touch it?” Tyler asked. Jake nodded and wrapped his hand around the massive member and gently began to rub. Tyler let out a soft moan and his cock immediately started to leak. The clear liquid lubricating his now rock hard dick. “Jake do you want to taste it?” Tyler asked. Again Jake nodded his head in agreement and proceeded to first lick the head and shaft and then engulfing the mushroom head with his mouth. Tyler let out a low guttural moan. Tyler then pulled his dick out of the willing mouth and positioned the back of Jake’s head against the wall Of the garage. Jake released his now hard dick and began stroking. Tyler re inserted his massive member into the young stud’s hungry mouth and begins to face fuck him. Slowly as first and then picking up the pace. Looking at his huge tool disappear into this young man’s mouth he sternly instructs Jake to relax his throat. Jake struggles to take Tyler's massive cock as Tyler’s massive hairy balls slap at his chin. “I always knew you wanted this cock boy”, Tyler Exclaims as his orgasm builds. “Now it's time for you to take my dirty load….. fuuuccck!”. Tyler’s cock head flares deep in Jake’s throat and begins to shoot ropes and ropes of cum down Jake’s throat. “TAKE MY FUCKIN ‘ LOAD !” Tyler grits through his teeth as he floods Jake’s throat. Jake completely shocked by the massive load, Struggles to gulp down every drop and only after Tyler’s orgasm slowly subsides does Jake realize when he looks down that his hard cock has shot hands free. After; Both studs struggle to catch their breath. Jake’s mind races at the events that have just taken place. Tyler gently rubs Jake ‘s head in encouragement, “You’re a natural. That was so hot.” He says with a huge grin on his face as he pulls up his athletic shorts over his semi hard dick. “Thanks!” Jake exclaimed still trying to catch his breath. “Looks like you enjoyed yourself too judging from the pool of cum on the garage floor”, Tyler says with a laugh as he helps Jake off the floor and Jake pulls up his pants. “Ha! Yeah sorry about that”, Jack says a little embarrassed. “Don’t apologize you should be proud of that load”, Tyler says ‘Yes sir’ is the only think he can think to say Jake begins to collect his bike and says that he should be getting home. As Jake leaves Tyler says, ‘If you're interested in more fun you know where I live’. Jake smiles back and simply say , ‘okay’,

1. Ownership Mr. McPherson’s dildos, a mix of flesh-colored and black, some clean, some not so clean, spread out all over the unmade bed. A few others were nestled in the leather sling, while several various sized butt plugs all stood upright like proud soldiers at attention on the nightstand. Jesse looked over the bedroom. It was part of his job, he reminded himself, to clean them. And he was happy to in exchange for Mr. McPherson and his associate, slash housemate, slash whatever he was to Mr. McPherson, Dante—who he'd yet to meet—given their downstairs studio at their secluded island compound. After flunking out of his junior college's Spring semester, he answered Mr. McPherson's ad that said there would be light housekeeping in exchange for room and board and a small stipend. It wasn’t till his second day on the island that Mr. McPherson informed him 'housekeeping' included washing up a large collection of sex toys. The other requirement, he learned after he’d settled into his room, was a 'uniform' he was to wear inside the compound—a pair of skimpy white shorts, sandals and nothing more. Surveying the room he found some of the toys were unbelievably huge, some anatomically impossible. How they could even be incorporated into the act of sex was mysterious, if not a little disturbing, given the destruction or distortion on the impacted asshole. Yet a part of him was a bit enticed to try one or two out at some point. The only sound of the compound was soft surf in the distance and the quiet vacuuming of the pool man outside. Right now might possibly be an opportune time to put his curiosity to the test. He walked around the room seeing if there was a small one he might try or one he might tease his hole with. Yes, he picked one up that seemed perfect. He laughed to himself he was Goldilocks, settling on one not too big but not too small. Suddenly he heard a flush and Mr. McPherson burst from the master bathroom, completely naked, and stumbled directly into him. Jesse, with a wet, rubbery ten inch dildo wobbling in his hands, took a step back to steady himself. He peered down gawking at his employer’s dick. Although the cock was flaccid, it dangled mightily mid-way down Mr. McPherson’s sinewy thighs. Apparently still high from the night before, it took Mr. McPherson a moment to place who Jesse was. Balancing one hand on Jesse’s thin, hairless chest, he focused, his dark knitted brows relaxed as he snapped his fingers, mouthing quietly to himself, “Jesse.” A bit of a hazy smile came to light in his twinkling blue eyes. “Yes, sir, Mr. McPherson,” Jesse responded. Mr. McPherson’s hand slowly ran over Jesse’s smooth, youthful chest, pausing on the boy’s right nipple and giving it a slight tug. Mr. McPherson shook his head, saying, "No-no-no. No mister, boy. ‘Sir’ is…adequate. That is when no one is around." Mr. McPherson looked theatrically left and right. "And no one, I see, is around.” Mr. McPherson grinned, displaying two rows of shark-like teeth. Aside from his intimidating smile (or maybe because of it) he appeared to Jesse to be the perfect Daddy type: a very fit late forties, early fifties, alpha male; a gym rat and probable partier; a Polo-clad rich guy, semi-retired. While cleaning Mr. McPherson’s downstairs office, nosing around on his computer, he clicked through screens of stocks, cryptocurrencies, and real estate properties the man owned. Judging by the photos on the bookcases and hanging on the walls, images of Mr. McPherson beaming next to ex-presidents, Arab sheiks, some vaguely familiar world leaders, and more than a few famous—always male—Hollywood celebrities, made it seem like this guy knew everyone important on the planet. During the interview, his habit of stroking his dark goatee and looking sideways at Jesse kept him a bit off-guard, but whatever hesitation he detected from Mr. McPherson regarding hiring him, Jesse tackled head-on with contagious enthusiasm that repeatedly brought out Mr. McPherson’s shark grin. The man charmed Jesse in return with his roguish manner throughout the interview. And when he impulsively hired him on the spot, the contract scanned to find his weekly salary and frantically signed before Mr. McPherson changed his mind, Jesse fisted the air crowing Yes!, issuing a devilish outburst from Mr. McPherson. That this handsome stranger with his rugged, noble looks, his silver mane of hair, his manicured nails, his shirt sleeves swollen by flexing biceps, had actually chosen him for employment, why he felt he’d won the lottery. Now, with Mr. McPherson naked before him, Jesse couldn’t believe his circumstance. He tried to be as casual as possible, as if this happened all the time. And as much as he managed to keep his tongue securely in his mouth, he couldn’t help but fixate on Mr. McPherson’s powerful chest, as smooth as his, but bronze with powerful pecs that sculpted perfectly to two fleshy nipples that—for fuck sake!—had two horseshoe piercings through them. Mr. McPherson sensed Jesse admiration. He rewarded him by swaying his hips so his dick swung hypnotically for Jesse’s benefit. The boy couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the pendulum that cascaded under a generous patch of dark brown pubes. Pointing to the sizable dildo Jesse held, he asked, “You fancy that one, eh?” Jesse gave a quick, impish smirk. In a confidential whisper, Mr. McPherson boasted, “Mine's bigger.” Jesse blushed and looked around the room trying to focus on why he was there. “Uh, I finished your office, sir. I figured you were out, like, maybe you’d left the island, so I, uh, thought….” Jesse rambled rapidly, not sure why he was trying to pretend that Mr. McPherson wasn’t outright hitting on him. “Let’s sit,” Mr. McPherson said, pointing to two easy chairs in front of a picture window that looked out to the sea. “Let’s…get more familiar with each other, shall we? And I must sit because I am about to fall over. Rough night.” He patted a chair taking the large, fat dildo from Jesse and plopped it on a low table separating the chairs. “Interviews are such an impersonal way of knowing someone. And now that you’re here, in the flesh—and what flesh, I have to say—I should like to get to know you better.” “Yes, sir,” Jesse replied, easing into his chair. He tried to avoid looking at Mr. McPherson penis which had begun to rise half-mast. (A losing battle at best.) He felt a need to shift his own hardening cock in his shorts. He crossed a leg, trying to casually hide a bulge that was forming. “Are you satisfied with your quarters, Jesse?” Jesse nodded. “You’re directly beneath us. I hope we weren’t too noisy last night. Dante and I had our boys over. Very dirty boys, as you can see.” Mr. McPherson waved his hand over the room. “We do love our dirty boys—Dante and I—the dirtier the better.” He sat back in his chair, which only emphasized how rigid his pole had become. Nonchalantly, he began stroking it, his eyes fixated on Jesse. With a bit of a deer in the headlight glaze, Jesse fought to keep his eyes from dipping down. “Tell me: have you had anything this big fuck your arse?” He revealed once again his exceptionally wide grin. “Or this,” he asked, grabbing the dildo off the table and letting it flop back and forth next to his erection. “Or both,” he chortled, truly eating up Jesse’s arousal and awkwardness. The saying It ain’t bragging if it’s true popped into Jesse mind. Mr. McPherson wasn’t exaggerating: his cock easily topped the ten incher and was even thicker to boot. Jesse gulped and shook his head. “Nothing that big, Mr. Mc-….Sir.” He glanced anxiously out at wide expanse of the ocean, then darted his eyes quickly back to the man, trying to hide this strange mixture of unease and enticement. Mr. McPherson licked his lips continuing to study him. “You really are one of the most stunning boys I’ve met in a very long time, Jesse. Your parents, Irish and Italian, yes?” “Were, sir. But yes.” He’d related as much during his interview—his family situation, the difficult past year, his self-assurance about his future. “Dad was Sicilian, mom was from Cork. Like I said, they left me a little something. But now,” he exhaled a pfft, lifting his palm to indicate this house, this lifestyle. “I can’t ask for more than this.” “Such beautiful coloring,” Mr. McPherson said, not paying him heed. “You ran track in high school, yes?” Jesse affirmed this with a nod. “Like a fine race horse ready to be broken in. What delicious brown eyes," his employer said, leaning towards him. "Gorgeous chestnut hair, which, if you don’t mind me saying, would look great buzzed," he said, running his fingers along his scalp. "And such pale white skin," he cooed, running his knuckles across Jesse's peach fuzz cheek. He squinted. "I want to give you, Jesse, exactly what I think you want, things you deserve." The offer came across a little menacing if not domineering. It made Jesse’s heart beat a little faster. "Being a runner, you probably don’t smoke,” Mr. McPherson asked, pointing to a bowl on the table, picking it up and examining it. “Grass, sometimes,” Jesse answered, curiously meeting Mr. McPherson gaze. “I think you’d enjoy this. Our boys seem to, as so do I.” He lit the bowl, got smoke billowing inside, and passed it over. Jesse inhaled the swirling smoke and then quickly blew it out. “That’s it. But try keeping it in just like grass.” Jesse sucked the thin remaining wisps. Mr. McPherson leaned over and gave the pipe another blast of flame. With this hit a strange tingling began inside his brain, animating a sensation he hadn't felt before, an excited energy rather than the calming effect he usually felt with pot. Seeing the spark in Jesse's eye he was waiting for, Mr. McPherson lit the pipe a third time. With this stronger hit suspended in his lungs, Jesse noticed Mr. McPherson’s enormous hard-on—which he suddenly had no problem staring at now—had formed a bead atop the pee slit. A thought snuck up on him—from where or why Jesse didn’t know—but he wondered what that bead would taste like, if it was salty like when he tasted his own cum? Maybe it wasn’t pre-cum but maybe a bead of pee at the tip. He wondered what that would taste like. Traveling along these thoughts, his erection started making his shorts uncomfortably tight. Mr. McPherson noticed him squirm, stroked his pointed goatee, giving Jesse his sly sideways grin. "Time to slip those off, eh? Just us boys here,” he said, taking the pipe back and adding new contents from a baggie. He lit the pipe, drew a hit, then passed it to Jesse. “Try taking a deep hit this time. That’s it. And one more.” A coughing fit ensued, Mr. McPherson padding his back, which, as Jesse regained control, evolved into a slow, sensual caress of his back and shoulder. “Makes you feel good all over, am I right?” “Fuck, yeah, Mr. Mc-.” He stopped again and corrected himself. “Sir,” he coughed, attempting to clear his throat. He fell back into the chair observing how bright and colorful the room shined, how alive the printed birds on the chair's fabric seemed. He lifted his gazed out to the shimmering blue ocean. “I never felt nothing like this. Not even the best weed. Makes me kinda horny too. Like, shit, I feel like I could do anything.” “What you should do is drop trou, boy. Get comfortable like me,” Mr. McPherson suggested. Jesse gave the pipe to Mr. McPherson who set it on the table. He didn't understand why Mr. McPherson’s recommendation held such sway over him, but he felt a powerful need to indulge the man, had an urgent desire to get naked in front of him, lure him with his body. He eagerly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them to his ankle, then kicked them off leaving him, for the moment, in his underwear with a big lump under the white cotton. Mr. McPherson gave his index finger a wiggle indicating the underwear should also come off. Jesse slipped his briefs off and his hard-on slapped against his tight abs, revealing a brown, wispy treasure trail that whorled down to a patch of darkly trimmed pubes. What wasn’t lost to Mr. McPherson’s eye, was out of the sparse nest of pubes, a long slim cock arose, topped by a large, perfectly formed, purple head, pierced by the small silver ring of a Prince Albert. “Yes please,” murmured Mr. McPherson. "You are full of delightful surprises, Jesse." He reached over and gave the P.A. the lightest of tugs. "I foresee larger and larger gauges in your future. A double-zero, I predict, by end of summer.” He leaned over and picked up Jesse's underwear, and discovered a brown skid mark running down the back of it. “And yet more surprises!” His eyes lit up and his shark teeth bared. “Good God! Forget the shorts. From now on, only these,” he waved the briefs, “These are to be the only thing you wear within the compound. Capisce?” He then took a deep inhalation of the skid mark. Without understanding why, Jesse felt even hornier. He only knew he like Mr. McPherson paying so much attention to something dirty about him, something he should have been ashamed about but right now wasn't. “Suc-cu-lent," Mr. McPherson purred, stretching out each syllable while sitting back taking in the young man’s scent. Content after his lasciviously savoring, Mr. McPherson’s smile waned. In a darker register than Jesse had heard, he intoned, "Up." Jesse felt the mood shift introduced by this new darker tone. He knew to obey the man; there was something he liked about following Mr. McPherson's orders. Mr. McPherson twirled his index finger, and Jesse slowly spun around for him. “I expected you'd have a speedo tan line like that. I’m going to enjoy devouring that ivory ass." There was no question of Jesse resisting Mr. McPherson when his voice dipped even lower and seductively announced, "You need to get in that sling immediately.” This desire to obey overwhelmed him. Jesse marched straight to the sling and took a brown crusted double-headed dildo and large horse dildo out of the sling, and put them on the nightstand next to the regiment of butt plugs. He settled back in the sling struggling to hook his feet in the hanging leg straps. Mr. McPherson took one of his feet, then the other, snapping each into padded ankle restraints. Secure in the sling, Jesse’s legs spread wide apart, his anus prominently exposed. He was simultaneously nervous and very excited. “First time in a sling, sir," he confessed, stretching thin arms back, clutching the metal chains above his head. Mr. McPherson surveyed his prize—the boy with his gold-speckled brown eyes, the anxious brow, sharp cheekbones that could cut diamonds, dimples of joy, his sculpted jawline, wisps of chestnut hair in his pits, ribs prominent and excitedly rising and falling in anticipation, the sun blazing through the window hitting the boy’s erection like a sundial’s gnomon casting a shadow over his public bone, his beautiful young balls hanging in their sack like red grapes ready to be plucked, and finally, the proud display of his puckering trophy, the central brown target framed by two magnificent orbs of perfect white flesh, pearly gates to ruination—all his to remold and defile. Mr. McPherson growled, “You like showing me your dirty pussy, don't you?” He stood between Jesse’s legs, his hard-on drooling pre-cum over Jesse’s torso. The boy smirked, sticking a finger in his navel where spooge had collected, and put the liquid to his mouth. Mr. McPherson sneered, then knelt between Jesse’s legs and drew in a deep inhalation between Jesse’s fleshy globes. Jesse felt the slightest touch on his sphincter from Mr. McPherson's pointed tongue. The tongue flattened out and gave Jesse's hole a broad lap. The tongue sharped to a nib, circling around the hole, then dove straight in, causing Jesse to inhale from sudden pleasure. “For fuck sake, boy.” Mr. McPherson snorted. “Don’t you wipe?” A wicked smile expanded over Jesse's face, as Mr. McPherson spread his cheeks digging deeper into his hole, and lapped at his smudge. The vulgar affinity he suddenly felt with this man triggered thoughts more vile than he’d ever allowed to surface. “No, sir. Never!" he snarled, "I love secretly having a dirty butt. You can do whatever you want with it, my shithole. I’ll stop wiping from now on if you want.” Mr. McPherson emerged between his legs, seeing the lad's eyes dark with lust, just the way he liked his boys. Jesse’s hands pulled his legs farther apart to give this man, this corrupting influencer, as much access to his bung hole as possible. "You want to fuck my nasty shit pussy?" he rasped hoarsely. The sleazy desperation from the young man caused the man to rise, lean over, and plant a sordid kiss on the boy’s mouth. He slithered his slime-coated tongue into the boy’s hungry mouth. Jesse instinctively understood the new taste, and didn’t seem to hesitate accepting it. Abruptly with the kiss, he understood this man would be his teacher, his mentor, ultimately, if not immediately, would be his master. He observed the man creep to his side, evaluate his suspended body like a predator examining a prey that had been caught in a lure. The man pull up along his ribs, took one thin arm and locked it in a leather restraint, then reach across his torso, his cock gliding over the hairless chest leaving a trail of slime as if a giant slug were oozing a malignant discharge over his boyish breasts, marking him as his, the drooling cock close enough for Jesse's tongue to reach. As Mr. McPherson leaned over, buckling the final appendage, Jesse touched his tongue to the salty piss slit and got his first taste of the man’s secretions. Securing the buckle, Mr. McPherson spoke in a deep rumble replying to the boy’s question, “Fuck your shit hole? Oh Jesse. I’m going to do so much more than fuck your shit hole." He placed a finger on the cleft of the boy’s chin, bid him to open his mouth. He bent over and released a long string of brown sludge into the boy, then, with the same finger closed his yap, sealed his mouth. Mr. McPherson rose and paused, observed that Jesse’s PA had some seepage leaking off it. "Pre-cum. A good indication of what you’re open to, boy." With his finger Mr. McPherson drew away a white thread, a slack web from slit to finger, and placed the trace of pre-cum on Jesse’s lip. Jesse drew the finger into his mouth and sucked. Mr. McPherson’s eyes glistened wolfishly. His lips drew back and teeth emerged with his preternatural smile. "Never be ashamed of being a vessel of another man’s waste," he advised the boy softly. "Nor of your own. If it feels right and you like it, that’s all you need to know." He placed his lips again on the boy. Jesse responded with tongue, and with passion. The predatory man circled round between the boy’s legs, lubing his cock as he approached. As his body brushed the inside of Jesse’s thigh, he grasped the boy’s pelvis and with his cock began to manipulate the boy’s hole against his rigid pole. "It comes out we like much the same thing, Jesse. That’s rare. Such a promising start. Who know how much I can show you?" Jesse nodded in eagerly. The man slipped a slick finger in boy’s hole, lubing all around, then start to bob just his wide head repeatedly against his hole. He didn’t penetrate too far, just enough to introduce the girth that would be demanded of him. "First thing, we need to break in this tight, very tight butt hole." Jesse moaned loudly as the tip assuredly popped inside. "Push against me, boy," he encourage. As Jesse flared his ass open wanting Mr. McPherson inside him, he strained against the girth he was required to accept. The man rocked his cock in and out without complete removal, repeatedly pitching forward and back, until he saw signs of growing desire in Jesse's half-glazed eyes. He paused after inserting a few inches, feeling Jesse rectum clutching tightly on his member. He pulled out an inch then gave Jesse half an inch more of his shaft. Jesse rode him expertly for a while, wanting his penetration more with each new thrust. Mr. McPherson gently fucked him, taking him to a depth that might have been the deepest he’d ever asked of his ass. Probing further still to see what the boy could tolerate, now with each centimeter gained Mr. McPherson seemed to cause Jesse torment. But with slow determination he detected Jesse’s pain could be turned to pleasure. With a good portion of his member penetrating the boy, he felt a constricted second sphincter muscle blocking him from going deeper. He ground his hips, pushing hard against the boy's inner sphincter, feeling it starting to give way. He could see in the boy's alarmed eyes he was hitting a spot new to him. He leaned beyond Jesse and reached to the nightstand, grabbing a bottle. He uncapped it, put it under Jesse's right nostril and, with a finger, closed his other. "Inhale," he instructed. "Take a deep hit." Jesse obeyed, and Mr. McPherson felt his second sphincter loosen just a bit. He switched nostrils and had the boy hit the bottle again. He pushed hard and felt the clutching sphincter spread as he gyrated, pushing his enormous shaft deep into the aroused boy. Just when he was almost through the obstruction, the boy’s body erupted spasmodically. "Fuck, fuck, fuck" Jesse wailed. “Wait. Shit, fuck, Mr. McPherson. No, I can't take it." His body clenched, trying to expel the attacking phallus. "Yes you can,” he said, ignoring the pleas, giving the boy another hit of poppers. “Want it. Want me in that place you’re feeling right now. Trying shitting me out. Push hard. Clench!” He felt the boy’s rigid entrails clamp down, then flare, and slowly allowed, millimeter by millimeter, him to gain access. Astonishingly, all at once he slid in two full inches. He experience incredible pleasurable in this deep penetration. He thrust in past the constriction which erotically clutched his engorged head. He realized Jesse, beneath him, head back, cheered him on, stuttering yes-yes-yes, surrendering to more of his shaft as it pushed onward into the boy. Jesse face, which had been grimacing in discomfort, his body understood how helpless it was to resist, and relaxed, succumbing to the corrupting power of having his guts flayed internally. An inner cavern had been breached, a sensation so rich in pleasure he wondered where it had been hiding. He begged to be fucked harder, fucked deeper. Mr. McPherson rocked steadily enjoying the boy’s offering him his body. “You like this? You like someone in you so deep you're a whore for more?” Jesse nodded enthusiastically, opening his mouth in awe of this feeling. “Yeah, yeah, right there,” Jesse stammered, taking protracted satisfaction in abdicating his body entirely to the impulses of this master. “And we've still got further to go," his master warned, grinding his hips round, stirring the boy’s innards this way and that, marking the boy flush red faced, watched his breathing synch with his, feeling the boy’s heartbeat throbbing in the tip his cock, sensing the boy’s rectum of fine strings being plucked apart as he journeyed deeper into the conquered territory. In the corner of the boy's eyes, tears welled, he gnawed his lip, gasps burbled at each new sensation his master caused. Then the man paused. Jesse focused his eyes quickly. In spite of being on the verge of pain, he still wanting more. He implored, "Breed me, master. Cum inside me.” He searched the man’s face, gave the man’s cock a squeeze with his inflamed entrails. “Why’d you stop, sir?" Mr. McPherson grabbed the poppers, took deep hits, and stood there for a good, long while. Waves of pleasure washed over him, feeling how good his cock felt buried in such a wet boy pussy. Then a trickle of urine began leaking into the boy's cavity. It took a moment for Jesse to recognize the unfamiliar sensation he felt in his body. "Oh, fuck. You're taking a leak in me?" "Like a racehorse, boy" Mr. McPherson panted, the trickle immediately turning into a geyser. This powerful blast shot into the boy, while an immense expression of relief spread across the man’s face. "God damnit! I've needed to piss for so long!” After turning on the spigot to full force, he turned his internal attention back to the boy. Gazing down on him, he said, “This’ll be extremely charged piss from last night, Jesse. Relish it. Not all boys are as lucky as you to get daddy enhanced piss with his first fuck." His eyes rolled back as his urine flowed in blessed relief. Holding onto the sling’s top bar, pushing his firehose of piss into the lad’s body, he allowed his bladder to explode. He squeezed his bladder muscles, enjoying how his cock toyed with the boy’s entrails, easing up then deluging his piss stream again, his cock plugged so deeply into this clutching pussy, that he couldn’t resist taunting the boy, "You like being my pisspot? You consent to be daddy’s toilet?" Surprised, yet not shocked, Jesse replied, "I love it, daddy. I want your piss, sir," he groaned with no hesitation, absorbing the flow of urine running into his deepest parts. He began rocking in the sling to take more of his master’s cock. The boy's loosening sphincter wasn’t getting lost on Mr. McPherson either. He felt Jesse accepting his manhood, possibly the remaining mass which was still a sizable amount but seemed like Jesse was in reach of taking it. Jesse continued to welcome the anaconda and his master's piss simultaneously. The intoxicating flow made him frenzied. He flared open his legs, eye crazed and widened, he confessed, blathering, "I want master’s piss day and night. I want master to come down to my room whenever he has to take a leak, stick his cock in me, let me be his urinal. I want to be his sewer.” "Yes, boy. That's correct. That’s what you want.” He felt his bladder almost drained. “You want to be daddy's special toilet." In a trance, he babbled on, “Make me your toilet slave, master.” He made whimpering begging noises, pushing his butt up to meet his master’s crotch. It wasn’t just the sensation that drove this fever. Even more: it was the combination of knowing what Mr. McPherson was doing, feeling it at the same time, and then giving him further access to his hole, flooding his colon with his huge pissing cock. The flood of piss overloaded all resistance, physical and mental, enflamed his guts, snaking through this intestines, splashing, pushing, causing him to continue to open up. As the charged piss absorbed into his system, it became a feedback loop that had no end. Deeper and deeper he fell into the ecstasy that ravaged his body. He wallowed in the understanding of how the pain of penetration blossomed into joy. He felt transformed into an insect caught in the most seductive spider web imaginable; a luxurious dream, absorbing him, siphoning his mind from his body, extracting reason from his mind, making him a slave only to this sensation. He gave up his body to this man in a distorted dream, barely aware of this surroundings, pulling on the soft wrist cuffs and grasping at the hard metal chains, spreading his legs wider, bucking up to take more of this god between his legs, this demon who could impale him however deep he wished, split him in two and cast his shell aside if he wanted. He felt blessed that this conqueror chose his hole to plunder. It felt so fucking good, pushing his butt, straining to take in every inch of this coiled python from this monstrous centaur. This was no longer a man fucking him but a beast devouring him. The man felt the boy's hole fully relent, greedily aching for more. Confined to the limits of the sling, trying to push his body against his to take more of his meat, the man was more than willing to accommodate and leaned all his weight into the boy’s hole. Done pissing he pulled almost all the way out, and then slammed back in. The hole was a slippery, wet mess that got him harder the deeper he probed. He found he was a breath away from having his balls pressed to the boy's smooth tailbone. Observing the boy's face cringe in some discomfort, he poppered the boy again. The boy of course would not resist him. After capping the bottle, he plunged his cock completely to his pubic bone, his wiry bush nestling under the boy's soft, hairless balls. Jesse's eyes bulged, startled, and came instantly. A thick rope of his white jism shot into the boy's face, trailing white cock-snot over an eye and down his cheek. He felt the colon spasm, clutching in desperate orgasms, in the identical rhythm he was fucking the deepest cavern of the boy, feeling his cockhead hitting a soft log in his deepest thrusts. From the boy's rhythmic clutching of his cock while cum spewed over his thin chest, the man climaxed too, releasing an ample amount of seed to knock the boy up. Sperm mixed with the urine, a slop so voluminous he could almost hear it slosh inside the boy's guts. In raptured orgasm, he bucked harder, finding sadistic pleasure in the boy's wails. He took the boy's cock and PA in hand and caused the boy tortured exhilaration as he jacked the wet, spent head. They rocked together, unable to stop the flow of passion between them. Sweat poured from his forehead, drenching the boy, running down his flanks. He felt they'd never return to earth. Cum continued to shoot as his hips violently rammed into the boy. Brutal anguish spread across the boy’s face. He begged in ecstatic pain to be fucked, his insides shredded by an engorged phallus, ravaged by the convulsion of orgasm—slave and master conjoined. But as time and gravity pulled them back to earth, Mr. McPherson’s fiery passion dimmed—not without a final few clenches, a murmur of muted cries—their fervor paled, ground to an eventual halt. Then, as the rigidity of his cock waned, a warm trickled ran down Mr. McPherson’s leg. Realizing what might happen, he instructed Jesse to hold it in. But with more wetness leaking out, his semi-rigid cock was spat out, and a spasmodic emptying of liquid could no longer be contained. Jesse spewed the content of his bowels all over the floor. On the bedroom’s white porcelain tiles several puddles formed. Luckily, thought Mr. McPherson, a new housekeeper was at hand. A half-conscious Jesse groaned in the sling. First, the man unlocked the boy’s arms, then his legs, helping his down to a sitting position. "Get your bearings, son. Don't get out yet," he advised. Jesse waited at the edge of the sling, his mind coming back to recognizable human form, his eyes focusing. His ass felt incredible and unbelievably satisfied. He realized he was leaking and tried to stop it from further running down his leg. But his ass, stretched so wide, pounded for so long, took issue with closing so soon. It was a fuck he'd never forget; his mind still running over its vague outlines, hardly comprehending it to the point he wasn’t even quite certain where he was. In his reverie, however, he heard Mr. McPherson speaking to him coolly as one would a servant. Finger’s snapped in front of him. "Jesse,” Mr. McPherson snapped again. “Jesse. On your knees. Time to do your job.” Still foggy but with a dawning sense of disbelief, Jesse looked at him to see if he was kidding. Mr. McPherson stood sternly, arms crossed. “You’re kidding, right,” he said. “Seriously? You want me to….” His wheedling trailed off. Mr. McPherson's eyes crinkled, an eyebrow raised. “But daddy?” Jesse tested how much sway he had left. Mr. McPherson pointed at Jesse and then a puddle. “But sir? Master?” Mr. McPherson unmoved, continued to point. Jesse slowly crumbled onto the white porcelain tiles, first to his knees, then hands, lastly lips met the floor. With the smallest of slurps, he started. And with the first sip he realized why Mr. McPherson was that successful shark: that he, Jesse, like so many others, should have studied the contract more closely; that it wasn’t about some pitiful stipend, or room and board offered by this wealthy man, but about property, about the transfer of ownership. A person could be bought in many ways; his price was chump change. Downing the first swallow of piss and cum—one last glance up at Mr. McPherson’s brooding ocean-blue eyes—he got to work in earnest, slurping and licking up the mess that moments before had occupied his body.

What do y’all think about guys who have never been to a bathhouse? I lose interest when somebody tells me they’ve never set foot in one. I get there are circumstances (none nearby, young dude, etc). But I live in a city with a bathhouse in walking distance. I know my experience fucking is going to be very different than anything they’ve been a part of. These guys are usually curious and want me to regale sexcapades but I usually find it doesn’t end up resulting in their dick in me. I used to offer to cover the entry fee but that rarely ever panned out either. Now I mostly just loose interest and move on. For those of you who haven’t been to one; what holds you back? Im curious.

Chapter 12 The Neighbor bent down and asked the Kid “ You like this, don’t you “? The Kid was panting and said “ Yes”. The neighbor said “ Tis is only the beginning. I am hosting a small get together and you’re one of the main attractions “ The Neighbor told the Kid that some of the guests were arriving and he didn’t want to delay the festivities. He told the Kid, “ We best get you ready “. They walked into another room, it was dark except for the red lights on the walls. After the Kid’s eyes adjusted he could see a sling, a strange looking bench with pads and straps, Multiple toys on a wall and all sorts of Mid-Evel looking stuff, It really looked scary. The Kid wasn’t feeling much of anything right now except excitement. What ever that powder was it had him feeling strange. He noticed on a wall there looked to be three Holes about waist high. It almost looked like the holes you might see at a bookstore. The main difference was that the holed were large, almost like a doggy door and it looked like some kind of straps were hang above the holes.. He couldn’t figure out what they were for, but he was soon going to find out. The Guy with the slave walked over to the bench and ordered the slave to lay down on it. As soon as the slave was laying there a couple guys came over and lifted two bars up near the Slave’s head. They quickly strapped the Slave’s arms to the bar, straps were also wrapped around his chest and waste. The Finished by taking the Slave’s feet and pulling them up and securing them to the bars that his hands were tied to. IN this position the Slave couldn’t move, his ass was hanging off the end of the table, fully exposed and his head was on hanging back. His mouth and ass were open for anyone to use. Someone brough over a syringe and injected the Kid with something. The Slave stared panting and whimpering like a puppy. One of the guys walked up to the Slave and stared working his cock into the Slaves ass. He didn’t see anyone lube the Slaves ass and knew it much not feel very good, but in his state of mind the slave didn’t seem to care. The Kid noticed that the guy had all sorts of tattoos on his, The most noticeable was one that the Kid recognized and one from a motor cycle gang. The other ones he noticed was one of a Bio-Hazzard sign an da rather mean looking scorpion. His take looked like a bloody penis. The Neighbor walked up behind the Kid and told him that the slave was a bd boy this week and was going to be punished. The slave agreed to this so that he could stay in his masters stable. The Neighbor pushed him through a door. Inside was the older that was laying on a table with his legs thru the one of the ’doggy doors’ he saw earlier. He was laying on his back and another guy came in and scolded the older guy and said “ I told you this time you ill be on your stomach, and I don’t care if you want to be on our back”. After the older guy was on his stomach with his ass hanging thru the hole the one guy put a couple straps on the guy to keep him in place. The Neighbor taped the other bench and told the Kid to get up on there. He said “ On our back and put your legs thru the Hole “. The Kid was still feeling excited and high from that ‘ Magic powder ‘ he inhaled earlier and quickly complied. When he pushed his legs through the hole he felt his legs being pulled thru even more. Fore a moment he thought he was going to fall thru but then whoever it was stopped, He felt a couple set of hands lifting his legs. His legs were fastened to the straps above the hole. He couldn’t see who was doing this but his butt was fully exposed and he was getting honey. Someone on the other side grabbed his cock and stared playing with it. He was opening the piss slit on his cock and rubbing it. They had some kind of a lotion or something because it started feeling warm and he thought he was going to get off. What he didn’t notice was that his Neighbor and strapped him down to the bench and he couldn’t move. The warm feeling in his cock stared burning and it seemed to get deeper in his cock. He had a concerned look on his face and his neighbor said “ You ever had sounds used on you”? The Kid said he wasn’t sure what that was. The guy explained it was a special probe to pen up your piss hole some. My buddy like to see how open he can get a victim. This was the first time he hear any of this and it concerned him some but the strange feeling in his cock was actually enjoyable. A guy walked into the room with a couple syringes and handed one to his neighbor. The other one he walked over and the Kid watched while he put a tourniquet on the guys arm an injected the drugs into him. The guy stared convulsing and shaking, he didn’t say much but he heard someone on the other side of the wall exclaim “ Jesus. This guy’s ass is biting my cock “. The Kid didn’t realize that someone had pushed into the guy’s ass already. The older guy was gurgling and saying “ More. I need more “. The Kid wasn’t sure if he wanted more drugs or more up his ass The Kid knew the feelings and understood where the guy was coming from. The Kids cock was painfully hard. It was a strange feeling, he wasn’t sure it was from the powder or the sounds that were in his cock. All he knew was this had him wanting to cum. His Neighbor had the needle piercing the skin of the Kid. He looked over at this arm and saw that the Neighbor was ready to inject him. At the same time he felt something penetrating his ass. It felt cold but at the same time he very warm. The Neighbor said “ Hope you ready for this, It will get you twisted really quick”.

RAWTOP; you should also remember that despite the amount of work you do, and the fact it’s largely taken advantage of, it’s been able to at least provide me a place that I can feel somewhat normal, thank you for that because I’d literally have killed myself multiple times since finding you back when I joined. You have saved my life more than you know. So take pride and take your time with doing, it helps us. My advice is to do what keep your income flowing so that you can be able to keep this community going. Because I was that fucked kid in high school that couldn’t get through sex ed without needing to jerk. No body I have met in person has ever had any idea how mortifying it is to be uncontrollably turned on by bugs… and know it’s deadly. To top it off, despite the imagery of Canada, it’s healthcare is far worse the the States so no… I didn’t have help, until I found this place. That’s why You need to do whatever you can to keep this place going, work towards finding a team of lawyers and psychologists and other such experts to protect it… because the few out there like me, need a place to feel relatively normal and exist with a sense of usefulness. I hope this offers you some encouragement. If not, I am sorry. Good luck!

Ive been talking with this guy on and off for years on squirt but never went anywhere. A week ago we got talking again and it got real fast. Last night we both agreed for him to come over to my den for me to unload into him. About an hour ago he walked down my stairs, and stripped for me. I was sitting on my couch edging with porn on the big screen. He walks over, gets on his knees and swallows my cock. Bobs up and down with a moderate suction. I pull him off a few times just so I don't blow l right then and there. I tell him to show me his ass. He stands up and bends over as commanded. He's a good listener. I then lube up two fingers and slide one slowly into him. I pump his hole enjoying how tight and smooth it is. I then add my second finger. He slowly relaxes and takes it in. I pump a little longer getting that hole to stretch. I slide my fingers out and lean back on the couch while I tell him to suck my cock some more. This goes on for a minute till im good and hard again and tell him to get down on his knees and face on the rug. I get between his legs and stuff my fat cock into that stretched hole. I waste no time and get straight to fucking hard and deep. Pumping him like that for the next five mins. I pull out (don't worry, I never do that when it counts, as you will see) and tell him to get on his back. I throw his legs onto my shoulders and easily slide back in. I fuck him deep for another few mintues before burying my cock and grunting hard as I unload into him. I stay there ontop of him for a minute to get my bearings and to allow my seed time to start absorbing into him. My cock eventually going soft and falling out, I get up and sit back on the couch. He then follows and sucks my cock clean, taking what cum I had left in my cock. Once he had what he wanted, he got dressed just as quick and quietly as he came in. Now here I am half hard jerking another round out as I write this. First time posting a story here so i hope it's not too hard of a read. This is a real event.

You need to post more stories like this. Such a hot read that you made me shoot a hot load on myself only to eat it up imagining it was your toxic cum. ❤️‍🔥

That would be loads. First met a guy on Sniffles and went to his place where he fucked me and left a load. Then went to the bookstore where the first guy I met had Tina for me-snorted and put some up My ass and flying. We played and he asked if I wanted some more and shoved a nice size rock up my ass. Stripped in a booth and got on my knees with my ass in the air and door open. Took three loads. Then early evening got on Sniffles again and met up with a guy. He was unsure about meeting as have no pic. Said if he did not play once we met would be fine with me. So we met and he had me take off my shirt and he played with my nips and rubbed me. He said let’s try and see. Well we got naked and he lubed my ass. He was so handsome and sexy. He fucked me in various positions. AlL of a sudden he said he was going to cum. He fucked me like a rabbit and growled when he came deep inside of me. All In all good day for the slut I want to be.

It is Christmas Eve, and Daddy Santa's loins stir in readiness to unload the contents of his bulging sack, right up his piggy-boy's cunt! 🎁 Merry Christmas to all here on BZ 🎄

Thanks guys. Definitely looking forward to Slammer and Inn Leather and seeing who’s on Sniffies and the other apps that week. Likely will just use Uber and not rent a car. Since the Pride parties are at the beach, I wonder how many horny guys will wanna breed at hotels nearby.

Honestly, I don't know how the guy knew I was a cocksucker.. I was just doing my job, and he strutted on in to the garden center and slid a hand down his shorts exactly where I could see. He was very clearly jacking it. My only guess is he'd been told by one of my other tops that I suck dick. When it was clear what he was looking for, I motioned for him to go into the "outside" portion (you know, the kind that's technically outdoors, but still fully fenced.) He did, I did, and we went into the flowers area where I went down on him. As to avoiding the cameras... well, I'm not sure we did. I wasn't super worried about it (at the time, I did spend the next few days with a gnawing fear, though.) But my night manager at the time was also gay and I'm pretty sure he managed to get hold of the footage and disappear it. Not that my store ever bothered watching footage anyway. My only regret is that I didn't take his load up my ass.

Rape isn't about sex. It's a crime of violence. Calling rape a "sex crime" is like calling someone who assaults you with a shovel a "yard tool crime" - the point is the violence, not the means chosen. Now, the sex part is relevant, in that it's designed to humiliate, and to control a very intimate aspect of the victim's life. But again, it's not about "sex" or "sexual orientation" (gay vs straight). Straight people can be raped; gay people can be raped; bi people can be raped; asexual people can be raped; pansexual people can be raped. It's completely off-track to wonder about the orientation of the victim or the perpetrators (with the sole exception of when and if the victim was chosen specifically because of his/her orientation). And idiots wondering whether he was gay or not doesn't do anything to help him.

Now you just need a poz, black, married guy as a regular.

Just say no. I will refuse to fuck with a condom. If a top isn’t interested I’ll offer them to bring me the used rubber when they’re finished fucking somebody else and I’ll unload it in my hole.

I never really thought about letting anyone fuck me until I was in a bathhouse and watched some guy pumping his load into someone in a room with the door wide open and I was getting sooo turned on and crazy horny to maybe try it. Once the guy pulled out and turned to leave, he saw me and could tell that I was completely engrossed in what had just happened and laughed saying it looks like I'm thinking about trying it and I just shook my head yes and he grabbed my cock and said I could follow him to his room and meet his friend who was looking for a hole to fuck. I went to his room and his friend started chatting me up and asked if I really wanted to try getting fucked and i said yes but I was nervous and wanted to use a condom. He pulled out a condom and rolled it over his cock and his friend started talking dirty to me and touching me up and down and slowly guided me onto the bed and bent me over face down and spread my legs while rubbing my ass cheeks and fingering my hole and putting lube in it and then leaned into my ear and said get ready for the best time of your life and his friend started pushing his cock inside me and asking me if this felt good and I moaned yes as he was pumping faster and faster and deeper each time then suddenly pulled out saying he wanted me to lay down fully on the bed and climbed back on top of me and pushed his cock back into my hole and said now doesn't this feel much better and I lost control and moaned loudly something like...FUUUUUCK YES and started to hump my ass up to get as much cock as possible inside me and then he started to jerk around and told his friend that he was close to cumming and he asked if I wanted him to pull out. I just yelled out to keep fucking me and cum in the condom and that's when I knew what was happening.....he had fucked me BAREBACK and was filling my hole with his load and I was instantly hooked.

That is a difficult question to answer I have been to some that are great Steamworks in Chicago comes to mind. a couple were not that great. Go and enjoy. There is a lot of fucking and most are bareback most likely you will get some dick in your ass

Day 7 I hardly could sleep and after 4 hours I woke up with extremely horny. I was keen on being bred again. Previously I chatted with a breeder who used to fuck only full holes. I texted him that I have four loads in my ass. Ha said that I had to visit him. Fo to the apartment, undress, be on all fours and don’t say a word. I did as he ordered. However, I could observe him. He was hot. Tall and bearded with decent hairy chest. He slapped on my ass and checked my hole with his finger. When he was convinced that I truly bred, he played with my hole with his tongue. Not much later he pushed his hard cock into me and started to pound me. It laste almost 15-20 minutes when he loudly moaning unloaded his jizm. Then he slapped my ass again and said, go I stayed horny, after some breakfast and short rest I headed to the dunes. It was quite boring so I enjoyed rather the sunny beach and the ocean. As I went home I touched the CITA center whose underground restroom is known as a cruising spot. Before I stepped in, I recognised a young tall guy who stood in front of the entrance. Since inside the audience wasn’t attractive, I came out. Than I got a notification on Grindr. A young tall faceless user praised my profile. We started to chat and it was obvious that he was the guy in front of the entrance. When I arrived back from my walking around he wasn’t there. I went in again and he stood there. I stepped next to him and we started to wank. The older guys embarrassed him so he left. However, he was eager for mutual wanking in a restroom. We agreed that around 10 pm we meet in Yumbo center (the big city center with plenty of gay bars). He was there and we started to jerk off. I didn’t want cum but he did. He shot everywhere including my cock and hand. Then he left and I headed to ZOO men’s bar. There was naked party. I found a guy ass up soon and immediately fucked him. An older guy with grey hair and fury stepped behind me and started to fuck. Our sizes didn’t match so this threesome couldn’t be continued. However, we caught up again. I started to suck him but both of us needed more. I found myself soon on all four being fucked. He didn’t breed me. So I continued my tour. I had some exciting play (I mean sucking, throat fucking, nipple play) when I found that hot guy lying in the sling. He was tall, bald, bearded, hairy, wore leather wast, chaps, boots, harness, and straps on his upper arms. He was extremely hot. An older guy just finished his fuck so I stepped there and shoved my cock inside him. I fucked him brutally. After a while I took a break. Then I could observe his sloppy wide hole. I couldn’t stop to eat it. Tasting his ass juice mixed with cum made me crazy. I fucked him like who lost his mind. Then he cried loudly and bagged me to stop. It was amazing but I needed to be fucked. Then I saw a guy with an enormous size cock. I knew that I wanted it. At least 6 doses of poppers and started to suck him. I was close to fainting, because I couldn’t breathe. So w stood up and invited him into my ass. Unfortunately, he wrapped his cock, but I felt that I had to try this cock. What can I say? He fucked me like no tomorrow. It was some beyond earth feeling like I would step out of my body. Then he pulled his cock out, scratched the condome and shot on my hole. Immediately after he finished a guy stepped beside me and pushed the previous guy’s jizm into me and started to fuck. Ha came in me soon. And at least two kor guys beed me but I lost to count them I planned to leave when I met a guy, with I chatted on Grindr previously. We started to chat but he said that he arrived that day and wanted to go to sleep. After some rounds he still sat at the bar counter and we continued the chat again and again. I said him good bye which was followed by a farewell kiss. The kiss became a passionate kissing and he asked me to go to a cubicle. He wore gummy suit, prince albert in his nose. I unzipped his suit on his ass, rimmed his hole and fucked him hard. When we finished, I really left and went to Strong construction again. There were too much guys that I felt it would have been better to leave. Then on of the previous day breeders jumped in my neck. He said that he loved my ass and wanted to breed me. I reminded him that he promised the day before the same, so he had to keep his word. He promised again but claimed some time for other adventures. It was his last night too and he wanted to give me his very last cum. I went around and crashed a a guy who definitely was a porn star (at least a pro only fans performer). I can’t figure out who he could be but he was familiar. He needed a dick in his ass, so I did my best. Next round I found a hot silver fox who dominated me well and killed my throat. I didn’t find the guy, so I already decided to leave when we met again. He said the time came. Directed me in the very end of the dark room, tossed me onto the couch and fucked me long and hard like really wanted to have a big shoot before leaving. I I cried, he moaned loudly when he started to throbbing and exploded in me. Then we really finished. It’s needless to say that I want to go back as soon as possible. THE END

My boyfriend, Jon and I had been a couple for almost three months. We were close, spending almost every night of the week sleeping over at one or the other's house, having a decent sex life that involved me breeding his tight hole at least three times a week. We had barebacked since our first time meeting. In fact I breed him three times on our first date, which lasted six or so hours. I enjoyed our time together and we got along well. The only problem for me in the relationship was that he was a strict bottom. Jon claimed to be vers/bottom, but he was not. The one time we tried him topping nothing happened. This was my problem, I am vers/top but I get cravings for raw cock in my ass from time to time. After three months of not getting any cum in my hole I was getting antsy. I knew Jon was not open to a third or an open relationship; it was a nonstarter with him. I wanted to be good and not cheat, so I suffered. That is until I came over to Jon’s house right after work one day. I arrived an hour and a half before Jon got home from work as I planned on making dinner and/or hanging-out with Adam, Jon's brother, who shared the house with Jon. Adam was about three years older than I, and was a hottie, standing 6’ 1", with a chiseled frame from his days in the army, sexy smile and a big bulge. I had had a bit of a crush since I meet him but I knew he was straight. In addition I was being good so no point in pursuing it. Well, that was until this particular day when I got to their house early. As I walked in the door Adam was completely naked on the sofa with a raging 8.5 inch hard and thick cock pointed straight at me. There was straight porn on the tv and he was mid-stroke. We both froze, having the look of a deer-caught-in-the-headlights. His was the look of shock, whereas I was stunned by the sight of such a perfect cock. I was the first to regain my senses and decided in a split decision to take advantage and get my itch for cock and cum in my ass taken care off. As he sat there froze, I walked across the room and without a word lowered to my knees and looking him in the eye took his throbbing cock in my hand. I was taking a chance and risking he would beat me up. I knew he was girlfriendless and hadn’t got laid in a while so I figured it was my opening. Since all he did was look back at me for a second then went back to the TV I took it as my key to continue jerking him. He stayed hard as a rock. After a few minutes of me jerking his hard cock I moved my mouth to his perfectly round and full balls and started to lick, kiss and suck them as I jerked him off. I continued to suck and worship his balls and jerk his cock and was rewarded with a series of moans from Adam. I took his moans as a sign to move forward and moved my mouth onto his cock head. I started slow blowing his big pole. Taking inch by inch of his big fat cock until I took all 8.5 inches in my throat. When I hit bottom he moaned and put his hand on the back of my head. He then proceeded to face fuck me long hard and deep only giving me time to breath when absolutely necessary. His thrust and moans told me he was really into it. He began to tell me to “suck that cock boy," and “choke on it.” He was definitely excited and rock hard. I was working out a way of getting my hole on his cock in my head but I was surprised when he told me in his rough voice "Get the lube and bend of the sofa," adding "I'm gonna pound your ass and make it mine! You'll need lube 'cause I'm a rough fucker.” I stripped, lubed my ass, and also lubed his cock. Just like a straight guy he shoved all his big fat cock in my in one thrust! It made me almost cry, but to his credit he held it there and let me get use to it. It started to feel good, really good. He started slow but very quickly picked up speed and depth. Soon he was pounding me hard long and deep. He continued to fuck my raw ass in this position for 20 minutes and then he grunted and flooded my hole. I thought he was done but he pulled out and told me to get on my back. He was semi-hard but he presented me his cock to suck and clean, which I gladly did. As I did so he got harder and then pushed up my legs and plowed into my raw hole again. He was not gentle this time and did not give me time to re-adjust. He went back to hard pounding and deep fucking. He showed no mercy for 30 minutes until he dumped his second load in my ass. The best to fucks and loads of my life. He pulled out and shoved his fat cum covered cock in my mouth to clean off. Then he said thanks and went to the bathroom to shower. I went to the kitchen sink and cleaned up a bit. Just as I was finishing up cleaning Jon walked in and kissed me while my breath still smelled of Adam's cum. It was very hot! Adam breed me at least once a week for the next nine months during which Jon and I dated, and fortunately Jon never found out, making it all the hotter! Note: This story is completely fiction.

Wow! You sure have an interesting life!

i used to take my empty highball glass to the bar urinal and just ask the guys pissn if they wanted to fill it up. then walker around the bar sipping the piss in full view..so hott

I hadn't planned on hitting up Steamworks in Seattle this weekend. We were visiting Bellevue, and found ourselves with a whole afternoon/evening free. So, I didn't know it was Communion until after we got there. My husband and I go to bathhouses together, but we enjoy them differently. He likes staying in the room, watching the porn, and occasionally visiting the jacuzzi, if there is one. He prefers younger Twink types, and there aren't usually tons of them around. As my username states, I'm a slut. I love to suck dick, and swallow cum. Not into anal, though I like to watch. I also love to make out, and being watched is a real turn on. Anyway, it was pretty quiet at first, but I had a nice sized dick pound my mouth in the glory hole area. And I sucked a couple of other dicks as they came around. Later, in a group situation, the first guy found me again and begged me to finish him off. He asked nicely, so, of course I did lol. At about 830, the place started picking up. I sucked the dick of a well hung bottom, who wanted to get fucked, I got a great bj from a husky bear with good head game, and I made out with a sexy older guy in the maze. Finally, after three or four loads down my throat, I joined the circle of fellows watching this younger guy get pounded in the big video room. The room smelled like sex and testosterone, and I shot my load after a few quick tugs. Rejoined the hubby and we left SW after a great evening of fun. Nights like this make me happy I'm gay lol

Not my best year. I usually aim for 400+ but unfortunately I'm only up to 306 this year. All anon though! I'll be making up for it next year!

Age: 27 Location: Melbourne, Australia Height: 172cm Weight: 65kg Ethnicity: Mixed Contact: Message me on here! Ready to take your load anytime and anywhere!

im probably slightly off but im in the high 500s at this point. from what i can tell its close to 578

From 13 on I had my first real sex contact with my Father. My father turned out to be a BI BOTTOM and seduced me as a young boy to let him suck my cock and I had to fuck him very often. I was mostly passiv and he did al the sex things to me. After a while he took me/introduced me to 2 of his male Gay friends. They where in there late 60 ties. They did very horny and pleasurable things to me and I enjoyed it.. all of it. I clearly have to state that it did not harm me in any way. I do not feel damaged, twisted or depressed. It did not make me craving to do things to youngsters. I am still very clear in my mind to know what is good and what is wrong. I can only say that what happend to me when I was a young boy was so very horny and I loved to have sex every time.... again and again. It opened my sex live even more to try all sorts of sex. This is what happend to me. I never had thought about it but when I was a young boy my father seduced me. I found out that my father was a BI BOTTOM and he seduced me so he could suck my cock en I had to fuck him bareback... very oft. He always wanted me to unload my cum up his ass. After a short while he took me with hin to 2 of his (older) friends. A much much older gay couple 1 Versa and 1 Bottom. He got me that far to lay down on a bench and these 2 older men really abused the cum out of my young cock. I only had to lay down and do nothing. They sucked my cock/bals/anus and they pinned themselfs with there (dirty) asses onto my cock and fucked fucked fucked it until I blew my load. The fucking very often got very sloppy and also very dirty. I had to shower afterwards. And all the time my father watched very closely and jerked off. I enjoyed it to have sex like that. It was mind blowing horny and enjoyable. And looking at what those 2 where doing to my cock was like looking at a hardcore porn movie. All that horny sex as a young boy.... made me very open and responsive to all sorts of sex. And my fetisj feelings for older senior men started then. I loved to have older men having sex with me.

Next Chapter: The Doctors Gift The doctor stopped fiming, and said he too had a gift for us and it was in the nightstand. We opened it up and found not only a bag of Tina, but a syringe. The doctor explained that he wanted our first session to be drug free as the excitement would be great enough. He continued by saying that he was not an advocate of Chem sex, as he's seen way too many become addicted to it. He said he hoped that would never be the case with us, but if it did, he was also an addiction specialist. The doctor said he wouldn't slam us tonight, but he would slam himself. We helped tie off his arm, he prepared the syringe, putting it in his vein, drawing back on the plunger until he saw some blood in it. He then quickly pushed down on the plunger, and untied his arm. As the drug was going directly into his blood stream, the effects were almost instantly. He immediately got between our legs, and frantically began sucking our cocks. As he was sucking, he was jacking his cock. The Tina did give him Tina dick, but after my partner and I both shot our loads down his throat, he positioned his cock on front of my mouth, and fed me. His cock may have not been rock hard, but he fed me an amazing load. He said it was the least he could do. The doctor brought up a point that my partner had mentioned early about transmission from blood. He said the quickest way to convert was through a toxic blood slam. He explained that he was confident that I would convert tonight, but that a slam of my partners blood would pretty much guarantee it. We both agreed that was a great idea. He then retreaved a new syringe, and drew blood from my partners arm. Once the syringe was full, he placed it in my vein and pushed down on the plunger. The feeling was so intense! I guess it was in my mind, but I immediately felt like I could feel my partners blood already taking over my body. The doctor said he was done for the night and was going to retreat to his bedroom. The doctor advised us to use his gift of the Tina cautiously tonight if we chose to. He stated that the power of taking the point for the first time was powerful. He stated that taking a point was not the only way to administer it He stated that there were several ways we could use the gift. The first was to use his gift. The first was through a booty bump, which could be used one of two ways. Dissolving the Tina and injection into my ass, or the preferred method of sticking a crystal In my ass. He said this method was preferred, ass could lead to further tearing of my hole. He then kissed us both, and said enjoy the rest of our night. After he left, my partner suggested that we try putting a rock up my ass, which I agreed to after he said the deep was already likely done, and that by doing so, it would only enhance our sexual experience. He then crushed up a rock, wondering what it would be like to snort it. He then mounted me again, and this time fucked me aggressively, with hot verbal talk, not romantic but things like your mine now you fucking pig. Although I loved it, I questioned it if he truly loved me, or was I just the first one that he converted? At that point, I really didn't care though. Next Up: The Evil Plan

Chapter 14: Impregnating Me Both my partner and I were overjoyed the day had finally arrived. We both woke up hard, but refrained from even having oral sex. He said he wanted to make me a Romantic breakfast, but he wanted to minimize my cleaning out time as he didnt want any distractions that night. He did however pop a bottle of champagne though. He popped a second bottle and then gave me a champagne enema. After the bottle was empty, we went to the shower and he laid on the floor, telling me to release the champaign from my ass on him. I have to admit, the champaign was a great cleansing agent. I guess the bubbles really added to the cleansing. Now neither of us were into scat, but even though I was a tad dirty, he took it like a trooper. After that, he gave me his piss. Maybe it was just me, but his piss tasted different. Was it the champagne, or a taste of HIV? We showered eagerly awaiting 7pm when we would be at the doctors home. He surprised me with a gift box, which contained a beautiful leather studded jock, with a butt plug attached to it. He said he wanted me to wear it tonight, and that the doctor told him the house was ours for the entire weekend and that he would be plugging my ass between the multiple breedings. I told him I also had a present for him, but he'd have to wait. He said no worries, and in addition to his gift of HIV, he had another gift that he would give me tonight. We arrived at the doctor's home 30 minutes early and the doctor said we were late! He continued by saying he figured we'd be there at 6! Before he led us to the bedroom, he proposed a toast. He told us how happy he was for the both of us, and how excited he was for us! He didn't need to tell us, as we saw his hard cock through his pants! He asked if we were ok with him filming us, and we both said fuck yes. With that he led us to the bedroom. His home was amazing, set on a lake with the entire back wall of the bedroom a sliding glass door! The room was softly lit by candles, and he had thrown rose petals on the white satin sheets! He said he hoped that wasn't too much, but he was a romantic guy, and that his partner did the same for him! With that, my conversion and filming began! My partner started by kissing me deeply and saying that he was truly waiting for this moment. He then retrieved a box and got down on a knee. He opened the box which had two metal cockrings in it. He said that he truly loved me, and they did not represent a commitment to marriage, but something he wanted. He explained that by putting them on, it simply meant we were open to that possibility. We both slipped them on, and like the doctors tears flowed from my eyes! I told him I also had a gift for him, and presented him with a box that contained a hard bristle toothbrush in it. I explained that the Dr suggested I help prepare my hole for his virus, and to show my commitment i would start by self brushing myself. With that I positioned myself on the bed on my back. I usually like to start doggy, but this time, I wanted to see his face the entire time. I started to brush my hole quite aggressively until it was not just pink, but bright red! His fuck was slow and deliberate. When he was close to cumming, he would stop thrusting and kiss me deeply. This went on for almost an hour, even the doctor proclaimed that he hadn't planned on a full length video, and had to cum,but didn't want to mess up the video. With that my partner became more aggressive, yet still romantic. He blew a massive load in me, and immediately said I was his forever now. He immediately plugged my ass, trapping his virus in my bloody hole. Rather than use the butt plug, my partner kept his still rock hard cock in me as a plug to help let his demon seed soak into my bloody hole. The doctor couldn't control himself, and jacked his cock on my face, simply saying congratulations. I was in pure bliss knowing, at least in my mind, that my partner and I would be one after tonight. I begged him to breed me again. He pulled his still hard cock out of me, and put on a cruel condom. He told me that it would likely hurt, but would tear up my insides more than the brush did. He added that it would also be uncomfortable to him as could cause his cock to bleed also, but that would be an advantage as not only would his toxic cum be in me, so would his toxic blood. After my partner dumped his second load in me, I began to cry. He asked if the cruel condom hurt too much. I told him that it hurt, but the tears were tears of joy, not pain. My partner then began to cry, telling me that he was proud of my amazing journey as a pig. He reminded me that it was only a little over a year since I had my first M2M experience with not only my best friend, but his dad also. He marveled at how I joined the fuckternity and took any and all cocks in addition to our frequent sex. He admitted that he was afraid I would say no to him pozzing me, but when i agreed it was the happiest day of his life. He then pulled his cock out of me, and placed the plug on my jock up my hole. We just rolled over on our backs, embracing each other. Next Chapter: The Doctors Gift

Anthony tried to reason with the three men. “ please don’t do this.” The young man pleaded. Kane who is stocky with glasses at 5’7 and hairy responded “You owe us.” “It’s time for you to pay up.” At that moment Lynch stuck a dild o into the young man’s tight ass. Anthony moaned in pain as Lynch shoved it deep into his ass and turned it for a bit . “Open your mouth and suck my suck my dick” Lynch ordered. With no choice the young man took his teacher’s cock into his mouth and started sucking it. Kane was playing with the dildo. Slowly removing it from Anthony’s once tight all. Kane lubed up his cock and pressed it against Anthony’s ass. Slowly putting his cock deep inside him. Anthony moaned. “Oh God.” As that was happing Douglas started sucking on Anthony’s dick. The three men rotated taking turns on him. Finally when it got back to Lynch fucking Anthony. He could no longer control himself and shot several loads deep inside him. Kane was next. With cum coming out of Anthony’s ass. He didn’t need to lube up again. Anthony struggled to try and get free. But he knew it was useless. “I’ve dreamed of this moment of my giving you all my load. “ Kane let out a great moan as he came inside the young man. Both men put cum on their fingers and made him lick it off their fingers. Both men told him he officially passed got dressed and left. Now alone with Mr. Douglas. Anthony knew he was going to get his dick too. “Now Anthony.” “I’ve saved myself for last.” “You learned that you can’t make promises and break them.” He uncuffed and untied Anthony. Turning the boy on his stomach and spreading his legs. Too weak to fight Douglas he took his teacher’s dick doggie style feeling Douglas’s belly on the curve of his back. Thrusting his dick in and out of the young man’s cummy ass. Just before Douglas’s came he flipped Anthony on his back and made sure the young man knew he was the one in charge. “You may have passed their classes,” “but you failed mine.” “So here’s the deal.” “I’m going to fuck you until the end of the year.” Anthony nodded being that he had no choice but to continue getting fucked by his teacher if he was going to pass his class

I refuse to refuse ANY load. What you do with my hole is totally up to you - it's yours however you want to use it. One day I'm sure, I'll have a cocktail of cum inside it which I'll absorb. As a top, I love loaded holes. Loved eating them too!

there is absolutely nothing wrong with a willing cockhungry, cumthirsty, cocksucking faggot getting don on his knees to suck his biological fathers cock and drink his cum. any femboy cumdumpster like me with an unquenchable thirst for cum and hunger for hard cock probably should be sucking off his father, brothers, male cousins, uncles and any other relatives or friends who want to get a really good NSA blowjob from a talented cocksucker. I am proud of having sucked off my biological father, both biological brother, 2 cousins and an uncle and even more proud to say that 5 of them also blew loads into my pussy from fucking me. l absolutely LOVE sucking my fathers big, meaty, veiny cock. I am a lucky faggot who actually is blessed by drinking his fathers cum and once in awhile, having my biological father fuck me up the ass and blow his load in my t-girl fuckhole. there is no cock in the world that I would rather suck.

If I'm giving him one load, I'll shoot deep inside. If it's multiple loads, I'll slide halfway out and cum so that I can use load #1 as a nice lube for the next load.

A hung top I met at a group fuck told me he wanted to whore my ass out to his buddies. We swapped numbers and set the date for the next night. I got to his place early, dropped my pants and he took a video of him pumping a nice big load into my hole, which he sent out as the invite. Within no time, guys were knocking at the door. My buddy mounted me again and dumped his second load into my ass, to give these first two guys some lube. Both of these guys were hot surfer types who wasted no time whipping out their dicks and stuffing them into a hole. They swapped back and forth and each dumped a sizable cumload into me. Just as they were getting dressed to leave, two more came in. My buddy blindfolded me and told me to lay face down. These guys were much more verbal and aggressive. The more aggressive of the two shoved his cock in my mouth and told his buddy to "stick your dick in that hole." It was so fucking hot, as he held my head down and I took their cocks. After his buddy pumped me for a bit, he dumped his load in and the aggressive guy jumped up and mounted my ass. He popped off his load, rested his dick in my ass and then started fucking again until he shot a second time, for load #7. The last guy had a massive uncut cock and was waiting for these guys to get off me. As soon as one dick slid out, I could feel this massive rod pushing against my soaking wet and opened hole. He sank in pretty deep and started trusting into my guts. You could hear the loads sloshing around and the smell of cum was pungent in the room. He shoved a poppers bottle under my nose and told me to take a big whiff. As my head started to swoon, he pumped harder and harder and then grunted out, "here it comes you fuckin pig...oh yeah..." He pulled out and made me nurse on his swollen cum covered dick. it tasted so fucking good. My ass was feeling great and I fingered the loads and savored the taste of spooge on my fingers. My buddy just said, "you're done, go put your pants on and split." When I stood up, cum leaked down both legs and I drove home that way, thinking about what a hot night I just had.

Nice one. Have had a similar situation. Me and my bf, both neg, have been going to sleaze clubs and taking chems for the last 4 months - on the understanding we only play safe with guys. Was in a really busy, well known sleaze pit on Saturday, off my head, and a cute young guy said my bf wants to fuck you. I go with him and he bends over in front of a group of guys so I do the same next to him and as we both have cocks inside us real quick. The guy who is fucking me is going for it but doesn't act like he 's cumming but pulls out. I go straight down to suck his cock and it's covered in spunk which I eat. Another guy with a fucking enormous cock comes over and I suck him until he's hard then bend over for him. He pounds the fuck out of me and is really loud when he spunks. So I get 2 loads inside me. First time I've done this and I've been fantasising about it ever since. We were in the club for another 4 hours so the loads stay up me for a good while and I get punch fisted later on by another guy so they're really mashed up into my guts. Another lad in the club told me he'd taken 30 loads that night and afterI'd sucked some out his hole and fed them to him I just thought I want to do this all the time. I want to bend over and and be a cumdump for anyone. Fucking love it. I don't know what to do now though.

Went to a birthday party event at local sauna last night. Was a bit disappointing, took a while to get going and the regulars seemed more interested in the free chicken wings and stripper than getting any action. After about 2 am followed 2 hot tall muscley blonds in to the dark room, blew one of them then he bent over for me. He came before I did and thanked me. Then i noticed the other guy was in the middle of the room with his back to another hot dude, clearly starting something. I kissed him on the lips and nuzzled his short ginger stubble. Immediately he went down on me. He must have been able to taste the ass juices of the first guy. He pushed back on to the other guys cock who fucked him for a while as he was holding on to my hips with my cock in his mouth. Bottom guy then turned round to kiss the top guy and offered up his ass to me. He was tight and had a very warm hole. I caressed his smooth body and fucked him whilst he sucked first guys cock. We swapped again and the first guy fucked him harder for a few minutes with a lot of grunting. When it was my go again I stuck my fingers in his ass and felt the top's lovely slippery cum. My dick went straight in and churned the hot cum in the guys ass. I love breeding a guy who's already got a hot load in his ass and I couldn't hold back, sperming a 2 day load in to his gut. Well worth the wait!

I live in Chicago and I would frequent one of the bathouses, more known for bareabcking. It was right before the time of IML where the movie CUm sloppy buttholes by Treasure Island was filmed. Anyway, I am at the bathouse and both Dawson and Sean Storm are there warming up their holes before their weekend of filming. It was great, I loved fucking them both, switching back and forth from hole to hole and they loved taking my big dick. When it came for me to cum I defintley made a conscious decision to cum in Dawson, who gladly took it. I will never forget as they leave my room and hearing them both say, 'that was a big dick'! I loved it.