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*** I've posted before about this fantasy in passing, in honor of the new year I figured I'd turn it into a quick story. This is my first story, so feel free to laugh and point at any glaring errors*** 11:30 PM: New Year's Eve "John" sat back on the couch, his hard cock laying against his belly and watched as I approached. I didn't know his actual name, it didn't matter. Tonight was all about the game he agreed to. I dropped to my knees in front of him, spread his legs, and slowly slid my fisted hand up and down his shaft, his fat cock-head leaking precum down his length. My mouth watered, but I managed to stay on task. "It's eleven-thirty. Counting down..." I said as I locked eyes with him. Leaning forward I kissed his leaking knob, making a show up rubbing his precum all over my lips. His grin tightened as watched me flick my tongue over the precum that oozed from the tip as I slid my hand upwards. I moaned as I ran my tongue over my coated lips and swallowed the slick precum. I met John on an online hookup site, you know the one. He was older, taller, heavier, which checked all the boxes of things I normally look for in a top. But he had one more thing listed that kicked me into fantasy-mode. His status was poz. Not that I am an active bug chaser. But the risk... damn I love kinky, risky sex. We talked for weeks online, about the standard likes and dislikes, what we were into in the bedroom (and outside of it). He wasn't interested in spreading his infection, and we had talked about using condoms if we did hook up. Of course we did the normal sexting and the poz-talk naturally came up. He knew I was into trying things beyond vanilla sex, and we grew comfortable in telling each other our more kinky fantasies and driving each other wild with lust. And that's when we came up with the game we were about to play. I licked John's shaft from balls to tip and glanced at the clock. Eleven thirty-five. John grinned as he watched my eyes dart to the clock. "Yeah, counting down... what are you going to do?" He gripped my hair with both hands and moaned as I swallowed his cock-head and he helped push my eager mouth down his length, thrusting as his engorged cock head hit the back of my throat. I gagged a bit and tried to swallow, attempting to catch his knob. I sucked and swallowed as pre and saliva escaped my lips, leaking down my hand. With effort, I shifted to get his cock and my throat more in line and managed to get his head in my throat, enjoying the sensation of his hands on my head while his thrusting pushed in and out. His moans reminded me why we were there, and I needed to get back on track. Coming back up off his cock, I looked at him with half-lidded eyes. "Can't have you cumming any time soon," I said as I caught my breath. "At least not for another..." I checked the clock again. "Twenty minutes." I slid my hand up and down his slick shaft and stood up. "You better make up your mind soon," he grinned as he gave my nude body a lascivious up-and-down. "My cock is inside you by midnight by your own choice, or my cock is inside you after midnight by my choice." I grinned and straddled him, sitting on his lap, trapping his cock under me as I slowly ground his wet pole with my ass. "I know the terms. If I willingly take your bare cock in my ass before midnight, I'm in control." He groaned as I slid my ass over his length, his precum making my crack slick as I teased him. "I can ride your cock as long as I want," I breathed seductively. "But once you are in me, your cock stays in until the ball drops at midnight." I reached down and slid my hand over his shaft, shifting up to position his cock head so it teased across my opening, painting it slick with precum. "I can ride you right up to midnight. Any time after that, I can stop. Maybe I'll suck you off, have you shoot your load on my face. You know I love it messy..." I trailed off as I caught my breath when his cock head nestled firmly against my opening. "You want your bare poz cock in me, don't you? You've been wanting to shoot a load of your cum in me for a long time, haven't you?" I slowly pressed my ass against his knob, looking in his eyes as it started to stretch me open, tantalizingly close to pushing in. "Maybe I'll tease you up to and past midnight and miss my opportunity to be the one calling the shots, then you have full control over what happens. I bet you want that, right?" John grinned as he ran his hands up and down my sides. He ran his hands over my butt cheeks and squeezed, spreading my cheeks further for his probing cock to tease my opening. To his credit, he didn't thrust up. He wanted what happened to be my decision. At least while it was still my decision. "Fifteen minutes," he reminded me. "And yeah, I've been wanting to get my cock in you for a while. At first it was going to be with a condom. But the more we talked, I knew you wanted me in you bare." I moved my hips in a slow circle. His voice hitched, then his fingers dug into my hips. "You keep this up, who do you think is getting closer to giving in? How long do you think I'll last when I am inside you with all the teasing you've done? How long before you can't stand it and you willingly take my dick?" I moaned, closing my eyes as he continued to push my buttons. "You think you have control here, that you have this figured out. My cock is going to be in you." He squeezed my ass again, and I gasped. "That is happening. Are you going to use up the remaining time working me up, and I may cum pretty damn near as soon as I am in," he pushed his hips slightly, working my opening. "Or are you going to sit on my cock now and ride me slow and hope that you can hold me back?" The pressure from his cock head made me gasp and I leaned forward to kiss him, then the lust made me sit back on his probing cock, his precum easing the insertion but oh my god there was some pain as he stretched me open and it felt so good. "Fuuuck," I rasped as my ass met his balls, his bare leaking cock now trapped deep in me. We both stopped to savor the moment, eyes locked. I dug my fingers into his bare chest as I flexed my legs and slowly moved my ass up and down his pole. Feeling his cock in me, knowing that I was sitting on something hot and tantalizing that was ready to shoot a toxic load at any moment sent my level of lust sky-rocketing. The TV was on and there was a New Years's countdown displayed that was all but forgotten. I threw my head back and slowly rode him, the sound of wet fucking and the feel of his cock stretching me open as I impaled myself on him overwhelming my senses. His cock felt incredible as it slid inside me, and I couldn't help but work him with the muscles in my ass. I had spent months doing squats for this moment, preparing myself... all the fantasies playing out as I rode his hot cock. His hands gripped my ass as I bounced on him. "Yeah baby, ride my poison dick," he rasped. "You want me to cum in you, don't you?" I felt him thrust as I dropped down and I wondered for the briefest of moments if he was cumming. I moaned but didn't pull off. It was close to midnight, but not quite. My breath caught and I looked into his eyes. He gave a shaky laugh as he caught his breath. "Not yet. You still have time." I started to ride him faster. Fuck, I wanted him so bad. But how badly? If he came in me before midnight, I was going to continue riding his pulsing dick as his poz cum leaked from my ass. I was going to lick up anything that spilled in his lap. I was going to suck his cock clean and... The sound of the TV broke into sound of our uneven breathing and the sound of wet skin slapping skin. The crowd counted down and I bounced faster. Our eyes were locked as midnight hit. I made it, but it didn't matter at this point. I sat down down hard on his cock and kissed him. "Fuck me," I groaned into his mouth through the wet kiss. "Fuck me, cum in me, I need your load leaking from me..." He moved like he was expecting this. Keeping me impaled on his rock hard dick, he wrapped an arm around me and pushed himself off the couch, rolling me backwards to the floor. His full weight on me, he bucked his hips and fucked me hard. I was gasping with each hard thrust. "I held out, you teasing bitch," he grated through clenched teeth as he pummeled my ass. "I knew I was going to be cumming in you before the night was over. And I knew you would be begging me for it." I tried to wrap my legs around his hips to pull him in as deep as I could, but his frenzied thrusting was too powerful. My eyes rolled as he gripped my shoulders and thrust in harder, watching me gasp for breath. "Tell me what you want," he demanded. "Tell me what you need..." "Cum in me, oh fuck shoot your fucking poz cum in me oh my god make me your poz whore oh fuuuuckkk," was all I could gasp out before his cock exploded in me, shooting ropes of toxic jizz into my abused hole. He gripped my throat and I damn near passed out as I felt his cock pulsing inside me. My cock shot between us, our sweaty slippery skin even messier for it. I struggled to catch my breath as he pushed off me. I laid on the floor a sweaty, cummy mess as his poz cum leaked from my aching hole, and I was in a state of bliss. This was more than I had fantasized in the past few months, this was the kinky, risky sex I had imagined taken to heights I hadn't imagined. He straddled my chest and pushed his messy cock to my mouth. "Clean me up," he demanded. I eagerly started sucking him, licking his balls, gleefully lapping up the evidence of our sex. His cock started growing from semi-hard to raging, and I was succumbing to lust. "The next fuck will last longer," he promised as his cock bobbed in front of my face, then he moved from my chest. "Get on your hands and knees." I eagerly scrambled into postion, presenting him my leaking ass. He slid a finger inside me, his cum providing excellent lubrication. "My friends are going to love you," he said in a low voice as he inserted a second and third finger. After a few wet stroked inside me, he pulled his hand away, lined up his cock and thrust in. He reached around from behind and pushed the creamy poz mess on the fingers he scooped from my ass into my mouth. I sucked his fingers clean as he railed my aching ass. "They're going to love you a lot. You are going to have one hell of a new year."

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 8. Mark grabbed Tom's hand and said let's go see if we could get freshly emptied guts refilled. Mark led Tom to a wall with a few holes in it. Mark asked has Tom ever seen Glory Holes? Tom shook his head and stared in fascination at the holes and the dried runoff and splashes around them. The wall looked very worn and dirty, but still the thought excited Tom. Suddenly, a red and swollen cock poked through one of the hole. Mark urged Tom to go and investigate it more closely. Tom walked up to the cock and stroked it lightly with his hand and sniffed it. The cock didn't smell fresh at all, but still the sight excited Tom. Tom felt his anus start to tickle with excitement and he began to wiggle his ass shyly in front of Mark. Mark encouraged Tom that if he wanted to, he could very well try what a cock would feel like in Tom's hungry hole. Tom looked at Mark in disbelief, but at the same time firmly held the root of the cock with his hand and began to guide it towards his own ass. Tom withdrew his ass onto the cock and gently began to press against it. First the cock's helmet pressed into Tom's hole and soon the whole cock was completely inside. Tom moaned in pleasure as the stranger's raw cock began to move back and forth inside Tom. Tom enjoyed when the unknown man's cock stretched Tom's guts wonderfully. Just then a skinny clerk walked into the room and Mark went over to him. Mark and the man were talking, but Tom only heard words here and there. "fresh meat", "later", "cockhungry", "chasing", "no refusal"... Tom didn't have time to focus on the conversation better as the pace of the man behind the wall increased all the time. The man pounded the wall wildly and finally shouted loudly "take my seed, you greedy sperm bucket". Tom recognized the voice. The man was the same one who had swallowed the sperm from Tom's ass in the steam room. Now Tom had let that nasty man fuck him with his bare cock and bred him. The man withdrew from inside Tom and after a moment walked from behind the wall to Mark and the clerk. The clerk immediately knelt in front of the man and took the man's thick cock completely in his mouth. The clerk willingly licked the man's cock clean. Tom's nasty fucker thanked Mark and the clerk and left. Cold shivers went through Tom. The skin on the buttocks of the man who had just fucked Tom was hanging. The man didn't look well at all. Tom wondered how he could fail his self-control to let that sick-looking man cum in his ass.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 7. Tom felt a little shame as he walked alongside Mark towards the car under the lustful gazes of the men lying on the beach. The still wet sperm glistened in the sun on Tom's skin and hair. How the hell did he let unknown men breed him in a dirty toilet and Mark empty the bags in Tom's ass while the audience watched. What the hell has happened to him. It was confusing that at the same time his own organ started to harden again. Fortunately, he had decided to leave the Jockstraps on. In the car, Mark praised Tom profusely. It is important that a young man like Tom pleases the older men and also gives them a chance to reduce stress. Mark's car turned into the yard of an almost empty parking lot. Mark drove directly in front of the black door with a big rainbow flag flying above it. Mark purposefully guided Tom, still dressed only in jockstraps, to the door that led to the steep and dark stairs going down. At the bottom of the stairs was a counter, behind which sat a 30-40 year old man dressed in leather pants and a white sleeveless shirt. The man was very skinny and looked tired. His eyes lit up when he saw Tom and Mark standing behind the counter. Mark seemed to know the man and Mark said they came for a little while to relax and wash the dried sperm off Tom's skin. The man chuckled as Mark paid the man the entrance fees. In the dressing room, Tom realized that they had now entered the Gay Sauna, the kind Tom had read about online. Mark undressed himself completely and told Tom to take off his Jockstrap as well. Mark also took Tom's towel so Tom couldn't cover himself with it. With his hand, Mark guided Tom forward along the corridor towards the steam room. The whole place felt dead as no one was to be seen anywhere. Tom climbed onto the top bench of the steam room and only then did he realize that someone was sitting in the steam. Mark directed Tom to sit next to the man already sitting on the bench and sat down on the other side of Tom himself. After a while, when the eyes had adjusted to the dimness, Tom could distinguish the man better. It was hard for Tom to decide how old the man looked. The man looked rather strange. The man had skinny arms and legs, but otherwise he didn't look skinny. Tom found it strange that the man knew Mark. The man asked Mark, who is this very handsome and sperm-smelling young man in Mark's company. Mark introduced Tom to the man and the man continued "does Mark mind if he has a little taste of Mark's freshest sperm bucket?". Mark gave the man permission. Tom was shocked when he realized that the unpleasant man immediately started licking Tom's skin. After a while, the man even stuck his tongue in Tom's mouth and kissed Tom. Tom tasted the man's salty tongue, but the smell of the man's breath shook Tom. The man put Tom on all fours on the bench and started licking Tom's asshole. The man spread his hands over Tom's buttocks and stabbed the hole furiously with his tongue. Mark asked Tom to push out, and Tom felt the sperm pouring out of his hole. The man licked willingly and swallowed all the sperm that came out of Tom's ass. Finally, the man thanked Mark and went out. The whole event was very strange to Tom. He felt sorry for that man. How can someone's life situation be so bad. The man swallowed the sperm of complete strangers without even asking anything. Such behavior is really risky. If you behave like that, you can get any number of STDs, thought Tom.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 11. Mark's words resonated in Tom's mind. "Everyone wants to empty their sacks on such an innocent boy". If he goes to a motel now, will he lose his chance to get a cock? Mark said that after he took Tom to the motel, he will go to the same Gay Sauna again today that they went to earlier. Mark said he wants to make sure there's even more action than during the day. “Is it so dangerous if he didn't go anywhere near GH? That nasty man is hardly even there anymore when he was already in the day and had his seed emptied," thought Tom. "Would it be possible if I came to the sauna with you for a while longer," Tom heard himself ask Mark. Crap, thought Tom. Mark immediately replied that it was fine. As soon as Tom wants to go to a motel, Mark promises to take him. Mark quickly put on the leather clothes he was wearing in the photo he had sent to Tom on Grinder. Tom thought Mark looked hotter than ever. It wasn't long before Tom and Mark were standing at Sauna's reception again. The clerk nodded with satisfaction and asked if Tom had been a nice boy? "If the ass plug is still in place, you both get in for free," said the clerk. Tom hummed sheepishly at the clerk who patted Tom's ass and said, well done. "Welcome in! A lot more people have come here today than a normal Saturday night. The men seem to be very excited," the clerk said and winked at Mark. When Tom and Mark entered the Sauna side, it was indeed very busy. On all the walls stood men alone or in groups. Some were wearing leather clothes similar to Mark's, some were completely naked, some were wearing leather vests and some were in jockstraps like Tom himself. Tom looked lustfully as there were all kinds of men. Different ages, different skin colors, fat or very thin, some had piercings on their penises and some had tattoos. Mark asked Tom if he wanted to go see what was going on at the Glory Hole wall again. Tom shuddered and said absolutely not. He doesn't want to get any more of anon cock inside him today. Mark stated that then a sling can be a good option, because on it Tom can always see who is pushing the cock in ass. Tom told Mark that sounds good. "Today I want to choose who gets to fuck me and if necessary the man has to use a condom," confirmed Tom. Mark helped Tom climb into the sling. Lifted Tom's long and muscular legs into the leg loops of the sling. Mark still secured Tom's legs and arms with leather belts because he didn't want Tom to fall off the swing. There Tom was lying in a leather sling in a very crowded gay sauna. Tom's just 18 year old desirable ass open and available. Mark pulled the butt plug out of Tom's ass and held it up high so all the men in the room could see it. Mark asked Tom if he wants to get a real thing in his ass again after a long time. Tom timidly replied that he would. Mark said he has to say out loud what he wants. Tom replied loudly that he wants Mark to fuck him. Mark placed his cock at Tom's entrance but told Tom again. You have to say out loud that what you want. "Do you want me to wrap my cock in a condom?" "NO," shouted Tom with all his might. "Put your raw cock deep in my ass. Please Mark, fuck me with your bare cock, Please," cried Tom. At the same time, Mark plunged his raw cock straight into Tom's ass, balls deep. There were loud whispers around Sling. "Greedy cumboy", "Yes breed him", "What a cock-hungry little whore", "sweet baby bugchaser"... All the men were clearly excited by what they saw. The men's hard cocks glistened in the dim light as Mark hammered the ass on offer in the sling.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 13. What Tom didn't know was that the moment he was blindfolded, two videographers had appeared around the sling, accurately recording every load of sperm injected into Tom. The cameras accurately record every man who ejaculates and what Tom's face looks like when the sperm is emptied into Tom's hole. Everyone can see that Tom was born to be a cumdump. You can see from Tom's face that he highly values every sperm load. Mark thought this would be an important piece of evidence for Tom in case he began to doubt the wisdom of letting the anon men empty their sperm into Tom's bare ass. You can also see from the video that sperm is always sperm. Tom's reaction is always exactly as horny whether it's the sperm of a fat man, a homeless man or a young muscular stud. The men who had a biohazard tattoo on their chest were no exception either. Equally grateful, Tom accepted the hot load of sperm. Another new man was about to fuck Tom's ass, when Mark came to Tom's side. Mark whispered if Tom wanted blindfold taken out. Tom nodded in agreement. It took Tom a while to get used to the light again, but soon he saw that this time he was being fucked by the reception clerk. After a while, Tom noticed that there was a small scorpion tattooed next to the clerk's cock. A bit later Tom realized what that meant. He had seen a similar tattoo in a video and remembered that the name of the video had been something like "Scorpio pozzes willing negative hole". Tom desperately looked into Mark's eyes, but couldn't get a word out of his mouth. Mark smiled, nodded and stroked Tom's head. “You just have to say if you want Peter to stop fucking. Peter will do it right away if you want”, said Mark. The problem was, Tom didn't want to. It was just as Mark had said earlier. Tom's ass was Tom's only sexual organ. Tom felt alive as the raw cock moved back and forth in Tom's ass, finally injecting his nectar of life deep into Tom's guts. "Yes breed me, please" was all that came out of Tom's mouth. At the same time, Tom noticed how one video camera was filming Tom's face, the other was filming the back and forth movement of Scorpio's cock in Tom's ass. The movements became more jerky and finally Peter released his sperm inside Tom. "Yeah, you little neg slut. Take my toxic sperm," shouted Peter. When Tom's heat leveled off a little, he asked Mark what those cameramen think they are doing. It is absolutely impossible that they can film Tom taking bare cocks and loads one after one in a sling. Mark comforted that the video will only be for Tom's own use, if he so wishes. Doesn't he remember how Blake had also been in the video and how hot the movie had looked. But it's entirely up to Tom who shows the movie. If Tom wants, he can also destroy the videos right at the end of the evening. But he still recommends that Tom at least watch the videos before they are destroyed. Again the new cock pushed into Tom's now wide open hole. Tom was no longer able to discuss the video with Mark because the new cock and man took all of Tom's attention. Tom thought he'd discuss this video thing with Mark later and once again surrendered to the wonderful filling sensation of a brand new raw cock.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 12. Mark asked how Tom felt about being fucked. Tom told Mark that he was almost in heaven and he had never felt anything so exciting. Mark said he knows the feeling, but he's sure there's another way to take the feeling even higher. Mark held up the leather blindfolds for Tom to see. Mark said that he was sure that blindfolded, Tom would be freed from all distractions and would be able to focus completely on what gives him the greatest satisfaction. Just to feel the throbbing cocks in Tom's ass. Tom was so horny again that he didn't remember to use his little brain. Mark handed the blindfolds to a man standing nearby, who secured the blindfolds to Tom's eyes. Again, Mark had been right. Tom was able to focus much more intensely on the rubbing sensation that Mark's cock was creating in Tom's ass. Tom could also hear the sounds around him better than before. The jingle of sling chains and the chattering comments of the men around. Suddenly Mark pulled out of Tom's ass and said that Tom's ass feels so good that he has to take a little break. Mark said he doesn't want to spray his sperm too fast. Tom's disappointment didn't last long as he felt the new cock on his ass and soon inside him. Tom guessed that this cock was shorter, but slightly thicker than Mark's. Very quickly the man grunted loudly and Tom felt the sperm squirt inside him. Again, the public made noise. "Yeah give him the seed", "Fill him up", "What a happy slut", "He needs more"... Tom flew in his own spheres. He could no longer keep count of how many different cocks had been thrust into him and how many loads of cum had been injected into his bare ass. Tom was also surprised that more men knew about Tom's birthday. Several men growled at the moment of releasing "take my gift". Mark had to tell the men that Tom had just turned 18 when they wanted to celebrate Tom with their gift.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 9. Mark told Tom it was time for them to go. The clerk said wait a minute. He has something to give Tom. Tom has been so brisk that he has earned a small gift. Clerk unbuttoned his leather pants and lowered them to his ankles. Tom stared at the man's long and thin cock, which hung limply between the man's thin legs. The clerk bent down a little and pulled an average cock-sized butt plug out of his own ass. With one good push, the clerk plunged the slimy butt plug straight into Tom's ass. "This will keep all those precious liquids inside you better," grumbled the clerk. The clerk pulled his leather pants back up and buttoned the front. Mark patted the bottom of the butt plug and let Tom know it was time to go. In the car, the butt plug stretched Tom's hole and every bump in the road felt divine in Tom's anus. Soon Mark drove his car into the yard of his own house. The front yard of the two-story detached house was sheltered, so it didn't matter if Tom was still wearing nothing but his old jocks. At the house, Mark gave Tom something to eat and drink. After eating, Mark led Tom into the bedroom. There was a very large bed in the bedroom, where four adult men could have slept well. Mark took off Tom's jocks ja Tom and Mark settled down on the bed to rest. Mark turned on the big LED TV and soon a movie started playing on the screen. Mark said that the main star of the movie was porn actress Blake Daniels. Blake Daniels looked a lot like Tom. They both had the same Body Structure and both were very pale and almost hairless. Blake could have been Tom's older brother. In the film, a completely naked Blake lay in a sling with his legs up. One after another, the big-cocked men fucked and cummed on Blake's ass. Secretly, Tom admired Blake, who seemed to be voraciously enjoying every load of cum he received. Tom even imagined himself in Daniel's place in the sling and offering his bare ass to all the men. It was clear as day that Bottom's unprotected ass was the only place where all the hot loads of cum would end up. Mark let out a horny moan and breathed through Tom's spermy jockstraps. Tom's own cock was standing rock hard and he couldn't help but jerk it off as he watched the movie. Suddenly his whole body stiffened as his cock blasted all the sperm in a huge shower onto Tom's own hair, face and stomach. That was the biggest load Tom had ever shot. Mark immediately put Tom's sperm in his mouth and then fed the sperm to Tom. Tom was again surprised how uninhibited sex between two men can be. When all the sperm had been cleaned, Tom and Mark fell asleep on each other's laps in Mark's big bed. The ass plug given by the clerk still kept the nasty man's deposit deep in Tom's ass.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 10. After a couple of hours of sleep, Mark and Tom woke up. Tom didn't immediately realize where he was, but after feeling the plug in his ass, he finally remembered what had already happened in the last day. Tom was again a bit shocked at how he had let himself act so recklessly. It wasn't like him at all. Tom decided that he had to go back to his motel room now and take the bus home tomorrow. Tom told Mark that it was probably time for him to go to his own motel. Mark said that was fine and he could drive Tom to the motel. However, Mark suggested they wash first because Tom was sticky with cum and sweat all over. Tom thought it was a good idea. Mark led Tom into the shower in the large bathroom. There was a full-length mirror on the wall of the bathroom, where you could reflect yourself from the shower. Mark let the warm water douse them both. Mark took the shampoo and lathered Tom's blond hair. Mark also soaped every inch of Tom's body. Mark also removed the plug that the clerk had shoved in Tom's ass, so that the nasty man's juices ran down Tom's legs. Mark took the shower head and placed it on Tom's gaping hole. The warm water flowed far into Tom. Mark removed the shower head from Tom's hole and the water flowed out. Mark repeated the rinse at least 20 times. Tom thought that Mark wanted to make sure that the nasty guy's sperm were all out of Tom's gut. Finally, Mark moved to sit in front of the standing Tom and began to shave off Tom's pubic hair and balls. Mark also shaved off the little bit of hair Tom had around the hole. Tom's crotch was now as smooth as Blake's in the movie Tom had seen. The sight in the mirror made Tom's cock jump. Tom thought he looked a bit like a slut without pubic hair. Mark said everything is almost ready. Mark dug out a small steel metal object from the box, the likes of which Tom had never seen before. Mark tinkered with Tom's crotch for a while until Tom realized that Mark was pushing Tom's penis into the chastity cage. Finally, Mark closed the cage with a small key. Tom's larger than average cock now looked very tiny. Tom's testicles looked many times bigger compared to the cock in the cage. Tom looked at Mark confused and asked why Mark had done that. "If you're honest with yourself, then you yourself know that you don't need your cock for anything. You're just a bottom boy. Your own hole is your real sex organ. You can only get complete pleasure through your hole. A chastity cage helps you focus on what's most important in your life." said Mark, as he shoved the plug the clerk had given him back up Tom's ass. Tom was silent, but his thoughts were racing wildly. Mark was right. How is it possible that that old man knew better than Tom himself what was best for Tom. Tom hadn't told Mark anything about his own thoughts, but Mark seemed to be reading Tom's most secret thoughts. Mark handed Tom the brand new and clean white Aussiebum jockstraps from the box. Mark said there's no reason Tom has to look like some dirty sperm slut. Tom looked at his own image in the mirror and it was true, Tom looked now like a young next door boy who was just changing clothes in the locker room. Mark's voice brought Tom's thoughts back to earth. "You look just the right fuck hole for older men looking for fresh meat. Everyone wants to empty their sacks on an innocent boy like that," continued Mark. "But now back to the car so I can take you back to your motel like you wanted," added Mark.

Latest FWB just left and I'm ruined. We hooked up off Grindr just before the holidays. We're both heavy set, bearish guys.....not the sort the twinks run after. He said he was hung, I said I could take anything.....turns out that was true. He's got the biggest dick I've taken. True 9" but the girth is truly like a coke can for 2-3 inches under his glans. 1st hook up I had fresh French poppers, I was flying....one I was opened up he hammered me balls deep. We've done the same every night since, except Dec 25th. He says he's never had a guy he can take that dick as hard as I do. He's leaking outta my ass as I type this.....

The old man laughed drily and pushed back so his flabby, cold buttocks squashed against my belly and forced my cock deeper into his rectum. "Oh! you are a big boy!" He giggled " Make an old man happy and give me that dirty cum!" I began to thrust eagerly into him, reaching round to hold his skinny body. Beside me, a black guy had dropped his trousers and Bill was stroking the heavy cock beneath his flabby belly. There were some nasty looking sores on his heavy thighs. He was squeezing Bill's arse urgently and licking his lips as he watched me fucking. Bill winked at me and said "Can't wait, eh mate?" to the black guy. As he spoke, he squeezed lube on to his fingers and rubbed it over the thick, black shaft. The black guy groaned as Bill pushed down his shorts and bent over the table beside the old guy I was fucking. He pulled his cheeks apart. "Come on, then. Give me your cock!" The black guy got quickly behind him and I saw the fat head of his cock sink into Bill's arse. " Ooof!" He gasped and sagged onto the table as the black guy began to bugger him.

The feeling of bareback is addicting. I never use a rubber. Also, with a raw cock, you get a connection with your gay partner that you can't achieve with a rubber. I will gladly accept the risk for the huge pleasure I get as a gay man from topping and bottoming raw.

Last night. New Year. Went to a house party in the neighborhood. Mostly the neighborhood families and their kids. One boy about 19 or 20 was there. He was super cute, tall at 190cm, lean, blond, flipped long hair like all the Dutch boys do. He was sort of staring at me all night and so at about 2330 I walked up to him and asked who he was at the party with...with his parents, home from university. We made our introductions and I could tell something was up with this kid. So, I offered him another drink, was a little overly touchy as we chatted. Midnight came in and everyone was kissing and screaming so I figured now was a chance to see what the kid was made of and I pulled him in for a hug and a kiss. I thought I would test him and opened my mouth a bit...well, he was already ahead of me and we had a deep wet sloppy kiss. I grabbed his ass, then we broke said happy new year to everyone else...they all went outside to set off the fireworks but here was the kid hanging back in the house with me. We looked at each other and then I motioned with my eyes upstairs, and went upstairs, he quickly followed. We immediately started kissing, he said he had needed to get fucked all week and he was so horny. I pushed him down to his knees and he immediately undid my pants and started sucking my cock, getting it very wet with his spit. Then he stood up, kissed me, dropped his pants and turned around and bent over. The sound of the fireworks shooting outside as I pushed my rock hard cock into his ass, he moaned a bit then pushed in....we pumped for nearly ten minuted before I pulled his hips in tight and shot my load deep inside. He stood up, turned around, kissed me, then stroked his cock till he shot a load into his hand...he licked the cum off his fingers and I couldn't resist I kissed him deep with the cum still on his lips. We kissed some more, said Happy New Year. traded whatsapp numbers and went back to the party...I'm rock hard now as I just texted him asking if he was ready for round two.

So this is a continuation of one of my previous stories... The Party Guest 2 So I sent a message to the organizer of the bareback party for negs only that I had attended before so see if he would let me attend again. He told me that if I was willing to keep his secret and my swab tested neg I was welcome to take part again. And he said I had to keep his secret either way. I of course agreed and told him that his secret was safe with me. The thrill of knowing the secret and knowing the other guys wouldn't was very exciting. When I got there this time there were a total of 9 guys including me, same as last time. Five of the guys were ones who were there last time, the white couple, Pedro the Hispanic guy, Bobby the flamboyant queen and Jordan, the young black twink. Besides those three were a very buff white guy named Bill who looked like a construction worker, an Asian guy named Nyuen, a tall black guy named Tyrell and a hunky Hispanic guy named Juan. I was a little disappointed that Mark wasn't there because I had enjoyed his dick. Again the host gave each one of us a swab, me going first, then Pedro and then the rest of the guys. Like last time he then told us that if it came up neg we were in, but if it was poz we would have to leave. I was a little surprised that my swab came back neg as did all the others except for the white couple and Bobby. They all three looked shocked but they left without protest saying that they must have gotten it from encounters since the last party. I was sad that Bobby had tested poz because I had enjoyed loading up his ass. Again once the host made all the introductions and completed the tests proving all the tests were negative he got out the refreshments and supplies and turned on the music. This time I was really in the mood to do some topping, and since Bobby wasn't there I went right after Jordan the twink. I got behind him started feeling him up and through his shorts I could tell he was wearing panties. His ass felt good and I started to plant some kisses on his supple black neck. He started to pull his pants down and I felt him up more, grabbing some lube from a table I slid some fingers in, causing him to moan out. He dropped his pants and panties fully to the floor and stepped out of them and bent over. I lined my straining hard cock up with his hole and sank in easy. It didn't take long for me to feel my balls start to pull up and I shot my first load of the night deep into his hole. As soon as I had done that I felt hands on my own ass and Pedro forced me down on all fours and slammed his dick into me making me grunt with pain and pleasure. Good thing I'd stretched and lubed before I left home because his thick Hispanic sausage filled my hole and pounded me hard and fast until he blasted in me as quick as I had in the twink. It was only then I had time to take a look around and see that everyone else was just as into it as I was. I could hear moans and groans and balls slapping taints and the sounds of dicks sliding in and out of cummy holes. The whole place smelled like lube, cum and sweat. Pure man sex. It made my cock stiffen again. After that I took a load from the new Hispanic guy Juan and the black guy Tyrell. Wow, that one was great. He had a huge uncut dick and he really gave it to me hard and I cleaned his cock after he pulled out. Still hard, I saw him going after Jordan next. I then gave a load to Bill, who I was surprised to have beg me for my seed since he looked like he would be all top. I noticed over the night that the host had seeded at least all of the new guys that hadn't been there last time, but not me. As the party wrapped up I again lingered until all the other guests had left. The host smiled at me and thanked me for keeping his secret. I just dropped to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth and started sucking me until it was hard again. He turned me around and sank his cock into my torn up ass and started stroking it in and out of me. He told me he knew I wouldn't be able to resist coming back for another load of his poz seed. I just moaned out "Yessssss give it to me". He then told me he had a secret to share with me. He had doctored Pedro and my tests, and we were both actually poz. He told me "You know you won't be able to stop fucking your wife. If she isn't already, she will also be poz soon". Hearing that my cock spasmed and I shot a load right onto the floor. I knew it was true. I wasn't sure how I would explain that, but I'd deal with it when the time came. He told me that Pedro doesn't even know he's poz. He thinks the test was real, so he will be charging up anyone he fucks between now and the next party. I just asked him "When will the next party be?" He told me in a couple weeks, he'd send me an invite. Pedro had already asked him to make sure he was invited. I can't wait.

Was out for my usual morning walk/jog and on Grindr as I was horny as fuck. Got messaged by this stocky Latino guy, 31, little bit of chest hair who wanted to bottom. Normally I'd pass but he could host, and I just wanted to get a load off plus he was cool for bare and didn't ask my status. Didn't even shower, went to his place all sweaty from my walk. He was really cute, dropped to his knees once I walked in, pulled my shorts down and started sucking me. I love eager little sluts like him, and he didn't seem to give a shit I was sweaty and needed a shower. I told him I was getting close, and he said he was going to grab a towel, so I kicked off my sneakers and took off my t-shirt. He came back and set the towel on the couch and told me he wanted to ride me, so I sat down on the couch, and he jerked me until I was hard again, the lubed up my cock and his ass and lowered his ass down on my dick. I loved that he was facing me, and I could see the desire on his face and in his eyes. He was telling me how good my dick felt and how bad he wanted my load and was moaning and whimpering as he rode me. His ass wasn't offering much resistance, so I had to guess he gets fucked pretty regular. I unloaded in him with a load groan and he out a satisfied "oh yeah" and "fuck that felt good" as he kept riding my cock. He asked me if I wanted him to jack off on me or something else. I jokingly said he could fuck me and he said "OK, cool" and got up off my cock and told me to bend over the back of the couch. He smiled a killer smile and said most guys didn't want him to fuck them, which shocked me as he had a nice thick uncut cock and was throwing off huge amounts of precum while he was riding me. I bent over the couch as told and could feel lube on my ass and then his thick cock forcing my ass open. He wasn't stroking long before I felt him unload inside me, a forceful blast with him sighing loudly. He apologized saying he got overcited but had more and kept stroking inside me. Now it was my turn to beg for his cum, telling him to stay inside me, and how good his cock felt. He was thrusting for all he was worth and heard another loud groan and knew he'd shot another load inside me. He slid out of me, grabbed the towel off the couch and used it to wipe his cock and ass and once done handed it to me, saying he needed to get going. I wiped off and handed him the towel as we both put our clothes back on. I told him I had fun and we should do it again, but he was non-committal saying "maybe". And that's how it goes sometimes with Grindr hookups. You don't know their whole story, it's just that moment and nothing more.

I've been discovering some cruisy areas in the city the past two months. If anyone is in Los Angeles, hit me up to join me on this journey. The last fuck I had was at a park nearby my apartment that attracts an eclectic mix of horny dudes from 11p until about 3a. I left an event buzzed so I was on a mission to blow this load without any app games. I was stroking watching someone suck two dudes (I love watching more than participating sometimes), then a tallish late 20's/early 30's toned white dude came up to me with a hoodie on, dropped his black basketball shorts and presented his delicious fat white ass to me. I had to stick my cock inside immediately. I felt some else's cum drip out, making me rock hard. I pumped a fat load into him then sent him on his way.

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Part 24: Jay Arrives “Will, I’m poz.” My brain shut down, these three words, while simple, were too difficult for me to process. “You’re what?” “I’m poz,” he said again. “You’re… but… I…” “I know we left everything off a bit… awkward,” he said, cutting me off, “but I don’t want us to break off communication again. It would kill me if we did.” “I don’t want that either,” I told him. “But, Jay…” “I’ll be in your area in a few days, and I want to stop by to talk. I also want to meet your guy.” “My guy,” I said, watching as Domonic walked back into the room, dick swinging low. Some cum from Peter's ass was still on the tip. “Yeah, I think he’d love to meet you.” “I’m ready to meet him, too,” he said. “My hole is ready, too.” “Right, yeah,” I said. “Your hole. Because you’re poz now, so you can.” “Who’s poz?” Domonic asked. “I’ve lost track of the guys we’ve fucked.” “I’ll talk to you later, Jay,” I said, watching as Domonic’s face lit up. “Bye.” I ended the call, my head swimming. “Jay’s poz?” Domonic exclaimed. “Apparently.” “That’s incredible,” he said, a huge smile on his face. “Isn’t it?” “I… don’t know,” I said. “Will, I know you’re angry that he tricked you into fucking him with a broken condom,” Domonic said, “but it sounds like he really wanted this to happen.” “I can’t believe I pozzed him,” I said. I thought of the night we were last together, the fear I had felt once I saw the broken condom and saw Jay's smile. “Now he’s coming here. Shit, is he going to bring his boyfriend?” “He has a boyfriend?” I nodded. “They met in a park. Scratch that. They fucked in a park.” “Fuck, I need to meet your brother,” Dominic said. “Well, it looks like you will,” I told him. “I can’t believe this.” I sat down on the bed, noticing that my cock was hard again, already dripping pre-cum. I’m so perverted, I thought. Admittedly, there was a part of me that wanted to see him again, and a part of that was sexual. Yes, I wanted to fuck him again, and now that he was poz, I didn’t have to worry about pozzing him… because I already did. “Fuck, this is a mess.” “Do you think he pozzed his boyfriend?” Domonic asked, his own cock growing. “Or, maybe, his boyfriend pozzed him and you didn’t.” “Is that possible?” I asked. “Could be,” he said. “You don’t know how long he’s known. It may not have been you who pozzed him. Maybe you only… pushed him where he’s always wanted to go.” “It is something he’d do,” I said. Jay even said that he took risks when it came to sex. That was the reason he tricked me in the first place. “And do you know what we should do?” he asked, leaning over me, pinning me down to the bed, his erection dripping pre-cum down into my pubic hair. “We should be doing what got you pozzed in the first place.” ** I felt sick leading up to Jay’s arrival. I was excited to see him, but everything involving his pozzing made me nervous. While pozzing Pastor Kline had been the goal, a goal we worked hard to score, pozzing Jay had not been. Even Peter was different with his fucking Lewis and Pastor Kline trying to get his son’s dick in his ass. Everything with Jay made things complicated. I looked down at my arm on which a newly tattooed tally mark looked up at me. While neither Domonic nor I checked to see who had truly gifted Pastor Kline, it didn’t matter as I had been the connection between Pastor Kline and the life he had always wanted. His conversion was my doing. “Be proud of this mark,” Domonic had said as soon as he finished the mark. “Be proud of the fucker you’re becoming.” While I liked the fact that Jay wanted to be closer to me, and while sex with him was incredible, I didn’t want my first pozzing to have been him instead of Pastor Kline. It still felt wrong. “Still nervous?” Domonic asked, coming up behind me and kissing me neck, sending chills throughout my body. Domonic had thought it would be fun to surprise Jay naked. While I liked where his mind was going, I had to convince him to meet Jay wearing clothing… at first. “Extremely,” I told him. “After this, I’ll need you to fuck my brains out.” “Happily,” he said. “Maybe Jay will join.” Before I could answer there was a knock at the door, and my stomach turned. I tried to step forward, but I was frozen. “I’ll get it,” Domonic said, kissing me again. Calm down, I repeated to myself, closing my eyes and trying to slow my pounding heart. I heard voices chatting, their increasing volume a countdown. “So, you haven’t been here before?” Domonic asked Jay, a suitcase behind them. “No one in the family has been here,” Jay said. “I’m the first.” “You’re the first in more ways than one,” Domonic joked. Jay smiled, catching my gaze. “Hey, Will.” “Hey, Jay,” I said, stretching out a hand. “Come on, Will,” Jay said, pushing my hand away and hugging me. “You’ve had your dick shoved up my ass. I think we can do better than shake hands.” My dick jumped slightly at the memory. “Feels like you remember,” Jay said with a smirk, his hand squeezing my ass. “I’ve missed you.” “You too,” I said. Jay looked me over and then scanned my apartment. “So, you two living together?” “Not yet,” Domonic said. I gave him a look which clearly said, “What the fuck?” “It’s not that easy,” I told Jay. “Why not?” Jay asked, finding a seat on the couch. “Alan and I have been fucking for only a few weeks, and we’ve been living together almost the entire time.” “Tell us about Alan,” Domonic said, urging me to join them in the living room. “He’s a great guy,” Jay said. “He’s hot. He’s fit. His cock is huge. He’s the type of guy any parent would be horrified to have their kid dating. And, before you ask, no, we aren’t anything serious. We love fucking, and we bring other guys in to fuck with us. We love fucking outdoors, especially if we could get caught. We’re just having fun. I don’t know if it’ll last.” “But you’re poz?” I asked, finding my voice. “You’re sure about that?” “Absolutely,” Jay said. “I was sick and then got tested.” “And what about Alan?” Domonic asked, covering all the questions he knew I needed to know. “Is he poz, too?” “Sure is,” Jay said, winking. “Because of you?” I asked. “Or, was he already poz when you first fucked?” Jay shook his head. “You’re still upset, aren’t you? Will, come on. I said I’m sorry. What I did with the condom was stupid, but I’m not sorry that I did it. I wanted nothing between us, especially a condom. Now you have this fear that you’re the man who pozzed me acting like a barrier between us. Well, there’s no need. We checked. Alan is my gifter, not you. It’s his strain.” “Are you sure?” Domonic asked. “I knew Will would ask,” Jay said. “We checked. My ass belongs to Alan.” “That’s great news,” Domonic said. “Right, Will?” I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as I stood up and jumped on top of Jay, bringing his lips against mine, kissing him deep. All the anxiety I had stored up over the weeks since I’d last seen Jay disappeared, replaced instead with a burning longing to have Jay’s naked body pressed against mine. “Fuck,” Jay said once I let him come up for air. “I’m glad I checked.” “Me too,” I said, a stupid smile stuck to my face. “Should we relocate this welcoming to somewhere more conducive to group fucking?” Domonic asked. “I’d like a crack at your brother as soon as possible.” “I’m game,” Jay said. “Then let’s go,” I said, climbing off him and pulling him back toward my bedroom where Domonic was already opening the door, ready to fuck us both. “Maybe we should invite everyone over,” Domonic said, pulling his shirt and pants off in record time. “How many men are you two fucking?” Jay asked, his clothes also nearly gone. “Several,” Domonic told him. “Working on converting a married man right now. We’re about to include his 18-year-old student.” “If he agrees,” I added. “Oh, he’ll agree,” Jay said, grabbing my pants and pulling them down along with my underwear, my cock springing up to meet his watering mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of pre-cum off the tip, sending chills down my spine. “Fuck, I missed your taste.” “Watching two brothers fuck,” Domonic said, coming around behind me, massaging my shoulders. “There’s nothing hotter.” “Except having you join in,” Jay said, admiring Domonic’s body. “Will, I’ve been desperately waiting for you to fuck me again, but I’m hoping you won’t mind if your boyfriend fucks my ass first?” “Fine by me,” I told him. “I think I’ll find some use of your mouth.” “Fill him up on both ends?” Domonic asked. “Meet in the middle?” “We can try,” I told him. Jay jumped on the bed, his ass hanging out over while leaving enough room for me to be over his head. Jay’s body was just as amazing as I remembered it. As I climbed onto the bed, my hand ran along his muscles, feeling his warm skin. “I’ll go in first,” Domonic said, jerking his cock to life. “Will, I want you to fuck his throat after. I don’t want your dick in his mouth when I shove inside his ass. He’ll bite your cock off.” “Open him up first,” I told Domonic. Domonic inspected Jay’s hole and smiled. “He doesn’t need me to,” he said. “Looks like your brother has been working his hole open pretty well.” “I had to,” Jay said, looking up at me. “I knew I wanted Will’s dick again, and I needed to be ready for him. That, and he said that your cock is a monster.” “A monster ready to ravage,” Domonic said as he started eating Jay’s hole, sending my brother’s body into a quaking fit. I jerked off watching Domonic and Jay, seeing the two men who meant the most to me in the whole world finally together. A jolt shot up through my ass, causing me to jump. I looked down and found Jay’s hand on my ass, his middle finger pushing at my hole. “Mind if I massage your prostate while your boyfriend eats my hole?” Jay asked. "Alan does it to me all the time. It feels great." “Go ahead,” I told him, leaning down and kissing him. Jay stuck his finger into his mouth and wet it, returning it to my hole. Slowly, he pushed it inside, moving around in search of my prostate. “Ready?” Domonic asked, squirting some collected cum from the fridge on his cock. “Shove it in me hard,” Jay growled, looking up at me. “I fucking love this family,” Domonic said, smiling. He grabbed Jay’s legs and lined up his cock, nodding to me. In a swift thrust, he buried the entirety of his length inside Jay, causing my brother’s finger to disappear into my ass, hitting my prostate. My head was thrown back as his finger curled, pushing down, sending powerful waves of pleasure throughout my body. At the same time, Jay’s back lifted off the bed, his face contorted as Domonic’s dick stretched his hole to new widths and lengths. “Fuck,” Domonic cried, watching as we Ryder brothers rode the waves of pleasure shaking our bodies to their very core. “This is going to be fun.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ I'm splitting this chapter in two because it was too long. I'll try to get another chapter up next week, and then I'll need to take a Sunday or two off. For anyone upset that Will isn't the one who pozzed Jay, don't worry...

I’d been blowing clouds with a daddy I would hook up with. He would have me come over and there would be a pipe loaded and ready for me when I arrived. “Sit, hit this until you finish it.” He’d say. And for the next twenty to thirty minutes I’d watch porn as I hit the pipe. When I was done, he’d fill it again. “Ok, lemme know when this is done.” And so I’d continue. By the time I was done I’d be flying and he’d be ready. He’d fill it again, move to the bed and take his clothes off. “Get between my legs and suck my meat, boy.” He nonchalantly order. And I’d take my clothes off, leaving on my jock, and I’d begin to suck he thick daddy dick. He was southern, white trashy / redneck sort of guy. Nice enough, with a great cock between his legs. I’d suck his dick for hours, and he’d feed me the pipe. He loved getting me higher and higher and having my spun mouth work over his dick. At some point in the night, after hours of me nursing his meat, he’d tell me to grease up my hole, turn around and sit down on his dick. And I would gladly oblige. One night, about midway into the session he received a text. And then sent another, and received another. “Hey, I need to go get some more shit. I have a friend staying in the other room. You are going to entertain him until I get back. Go over, knock on the door and he’ll let you in. When I get back, you can continue. Without hesitating I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door, it slid open, dark except the glow of a cell phone on a nightstand. And I walked in. A figure, taller than me, muscular, quietly said “Hey there.” and shut the door behind me. I moved toward the bed and he followed. He was naked and hard. “Is your hole open yet?” He asked. “Haven’t been fucked today yet” I responded. He reached over and lubed up his finger. “Lay down.” He told me. I laid on the bed and he guided my legs in the air. Lubing my ass and pushing in with his finger. “Not too tight. Good.” He pushed me further back and climbed on top of me. He handed me a bottle of poppers. “Hit these deep a few times, let me know when you are done with them.” He said. I hit them deep and hard, and immediately my skin and head buzzed and I felt light as a feather. I could feel him lubing up my hole more, and then he pushed my legs all the way back by my ears and placed a pillow under my ass. Then I felt his cock head on my hole and it pressed in. My hole was eager and I just wanted it to be filled with something big and thick. I still couldn’t make out his face really, but his body was firm, long and muscular. His dick with thick and just long enough. He slid all the way in. And I started to move a little for position. He grabbed my neck and said, “Do not move. Your job is to lay there, silently and take it. You move and I stop. You make a sound and I stop. If you need poppers, just tough your nose. Otherwise don’t move. Got it?” I was so turned on. “Yes.” I quietly responded. “Good. You are a bottom. My whore. Just a hole. And I want to get off. So shut up.” And he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. I didn’t dare move. He handed me the poppers and and I inhaled deeply. About twenty minutes later he blew his load into my hole. It was still completely dark, I still hadn’t seen his face really. And when he was done shooting his load he pulled out. “Thanks. I think our bud is back.” And he walked to the door, slid it open while staying in the dark and ushered me into the hall. I went back to the daddy’s room. He was laying in the bed, porn on, dick out, pipe loaded. I went right back to sucking his meat. “How was my friend?” He asked. “Great.” I mumbled as I worked his cock with my mouth. “You just made me $40.” He said. “Daddy’s little whore.” My dick got rock hard. And I sucked him until he came. He fell asleep almost as soon as he came, and I quietly dressed and slipped out into the pre-dawn cool air of the street. I wasn’t nearly done. So I drove to a local sex club, parked and went in. This place was a sleazy hole, no private rooms, just lockers. And it had a few slings, some glory holes and a second level lofted with various spots to fuck and suck. I stripped down to my jock and sneakers, locked my locker, grabbed a cigarette and ran to the little smoking room towards the back. It was fairly quiet, no one doing anything, a guy was on the computers scrolling through profiles online, and another guy was already in the smoking room. Wearing jeans, a leather harness, and boots. He was smoking a cigarette. I sat down, he offered me a light. A few mins in, he pulled a pipe from his jeans and torched the bowl, and blew a big cloud. He offered me a hit, and I took it. We started chatting. He asked about my night, and without sparing much detail I told him what had happened so far. He smiled. “Woof!” He snarled. “Want to get fucked more?” He asked. And I nodded. He stood, pulled out a bag, and then found a small but nice size rock. “Bend over bud, lets get this deep in there.” And I turned around showed him my ass, and he pushed the rock deep inside. I turned around and sat back down. He pulled out his phone and started typing. “I have a few buddies who might be close by who would love a go on your ass. Let’s see what we can get going.” And he hit send on his phone. “Ok, go get that hole in a sling. I’ll be right there.” I walked out of the room and found a sling I liked toward the front. I slid up into it, and noticed a few more guys had come into the club. One big bear, younger, and fully clothed. An older guy, about 65, tall, lanky, with his dick hanging out of his jeans and a leather vest. And a third guy, about 40, long hair, long beard, kinda looked dirty and homeless. The all took note of the me hopping into the sling. My friend from the smoking room came out and handed me his poppers. “They are heading over now.” He said. I hit the poppers and he stuck a finger in my ass. The other three circled closer to the sling. He looked up and said to the dirty looking one, “Want his ass?” And with that he gave me to the dude. I never saw his dick, but felt it go in. He pushed all the way deep, and it felt amazing. My new smoking friend moved toward my head, gave me a hit of poppers. Looked quickly around, pulled out his pipe and lit if for me and I inhaled deep as the homeless guy plowed into my ass. “Your hole is mine tonight, and I’m going to keep it full.” My new buddy announced. As soon as the homeless guy blew his load in my hole, he motioned for the lanky older guy to take his place. This guy had been quiet so far watching, but as soon as his dick entered my ass it nearly doubled in size and he tore into my hole hard. It hurt from time to time, and my bud would make sure the poppers were at the ready. This went on for at least a half hour, and I noticed a few others had joined us. The old man finally busted his nut and pulled out. He leaned in and whispered to me “I love a good fucking whore. what locker is yours, I’ll slip me number into it. Call me as soon as you are done with here tonight, and I’ll keep you busy later.” I gave him my locker number and off he went. “My friends are here.” My smoking bud said with a smile, handing me the poppers again. “I also had them text their friends.” And before I had finished the hit of poppers, another dick was in my ass.

I went to a sauna on the new year day and it was packed. The darkroom with a big table had a lot of actions and was steaming hot. I lost counts how many time I got fucked. There were at least 3 other bottoms whose asses were up. I never had experiences in a group with other bottoms but I actually got so turned on by other bottoms taking loads. In between me getting fucked, I would play with other bottoms lending my support for them to get loads. In the end, I think I got fucked by more than 20 guys but only 5 loads. I guess that is usually what a sauna is about. Most guys want to play with multiple guys so getting loads could be difficult. Not bad to start a new year.

As has become usual, I went to the sauna for naked day, horny and ready to kick off 2023 in slutty fashion. It took all of about 10 minutes when in the darkroom a guy felt up my arse and I sensed he wasn't just one of the "feelers" who walks away when you reach behind to check out his cock. I did just that and discovered a lovely long, meaty cock with a big mushroom head, that wasn't hard, but perked up once I started working it. He was really keen to get in me, in spire of not being totally hard but, once the head popped in, the rest followed and became lovely and hard. I could feel him really go deep inside me. He fucked fairly hard for a good while, then I could feel his cock pulsating as he loaded me. I was happy! A number of fucks followed (I counted 8 fucks in all). Later in the day I noticed a guy in a glory hole cubicle, who turned out to be a young guy who stays on his knees in a cubicle for guys to breed his gaping hole. From experience I know he does fuck too, just before he heads off. I didn't realise it was it was him until his cock popped through the hole (this was the third time I'd had it and I now recognise it; cut which is unusual here and nice size). Once I'd lubed it up for him and made him hard, I backed onto the hole and in he went. It wasn't a long fuck, but still a good one and I could hear his breathing pick up as he unloaded into me. In no time I could feel it starting to dribble out of me. As has been the case previously, it was getting late and I was thinking about heading off, but I wanted more loads. I saw some new guys had arrived, so thought I'd pop into a glory hole cubicle again. The darkroom had become really quiet, for some reason. Anyway, just as i was closing the door I noticed a couple of guy walking along. Next thing they both went into the adjacent cubicle. A finger checked out my cummy hole, then within no time I felt the head of a cock against it. I reached behind to stroke and lube it up. It was fucking huge! Not so much girth (which was good), but long and that was just with a semi! The next 5 minutes were mind blowing, ending with a lovely big load in me. Then I felt another cock, so it must have been his friend sliding in. It was also seriously horny, but sadly no load. I saw the couple again a little later, when I decided I'd get rid of my own load. This time there was some action in the darkroom, with a guy sucking someone. When I walked in I noticed he was being fucked, so when the top pulled out I slipped in (I did whisper into the guy's ear to ask if he wanted my load in him, which he did), so in I went. He was tight, which made me cum instantly. A week's worth of cum in a very welcoming hole.

Yes me too... Especially in South America they can be very sleazy and obviously dirty. But I was in Sevilla, Spain in a very small one. Not popular with the higher class gays, but exactly with older and dirtier, kinkier gays... Had quite a few loads in my ass, even from the front desk attendant, who just couldn't resist. I went to the more nicer, cleaner and more modern one in Seville too and did not get a single load. In Montevideo, Uruguay, I was in one where I was taken by an old wasted looking guy and used for a very long time... He would alternating fuck me, eat my ass, or try to fist is. That was very memorable. In a very dirty sleazy one in Santiago, Chile - I was waiting for about half a day for the bus south - I was taken roughly by a couple of guys while the rest of the group was either watching or letting their hands slide over my body... I tried to clean up as much as I could before taking a 14+ hour bus trip down south. In Amsterdam I was often fucked without really even seeing who fucked and loaded me up... In Prague I had no luck [twice] in the sauna but I was given an anonymous load through a glory hole in a dark and dirty place with video booths. In Madrid too, I got bareback loaded up with I don't know what cum... It was dirty, smelly and loud. Small with all kinds of clientele. Old and wasted... a couple of older bears and muscle gays... I'm 63 and still negative but I can't be quite sure... I found that as an older bottom you get discarded quickly, but as soon as one top thinks: the hell with it. A hole is a hole... and the rest sees what a cumslut you are, they'll want a piece of my ass as well... It only takes one to get the party started... Hope the story continues... brings back a lot of good memories... Thanks to the writer.

If you don't keep your home clean and in good order, it makes me think you don't keep your body and sexual health in good order either. A bit messy and untidy, but clean, is fine. It's hard to surrender your hole completely for a deep plundering when you're worried about being eaten by lurking ROUS (Rodents Of Unusual Size).

Part 3 - The Prophecy Christian was in bed asleep when Connor arrived back from his shower, he had some idea that he going off for sex in the midst of their research might be the reason for his behaviour. Not wanting to risk any more upset he climbed in to the other bed turning the light off and fingering the crucifix he now wore around his neck before falling asleep. When he woke the following morning he saw that Christian was already awake sitting up in bed and writing, he watched him for several minutes waiting for him to acknowledge his existence at least. Connor got out of bed "Is there something wrong?" he asked getting dressed. "No" Christian replied putting his notepad down and getting up finding his clothes. Connor was not fooled and felt a little tension between them "Need to be there in two hours". Christian nodded getting dressed "Let’s get some breakfast first" he replied. "So what did you find out about that tourist?" Connor asked over breakfast. Christian looked up at him "Jacques Boufan stayed at the Gydna Guest House" he said. Connor looked at him and he explained what he had discovered that the following morning Jacques was said to have checked out of the guest house and going south to Bram. He liked how excited Christian got when having done research that yielded results. Christian went on explaining that he was never seen that morning only by the guest house owner, a young man called Marcin Cwik. Other than that no one else saw him or could ever identify him as being in Bram. French police came here to help search for him along with his family, primarily focusing on the guest house and the route south he would have taken. Christian put down his cup and told Connor that the search was halted six months after his disappearance, there was no trace of him anywhere, it was like he vanished off the face of the earth. Connor nodded "Sorry I put my cock ahead of our work" he said apologising. "Doesn't matter" Christian said shrugging, "But I did a search on this Marcin Cwik" he added. "You know something!" Connor exclaimed looking excited. "Cwik family resided in the village of Travenni" Christian said then paused waiting. Connor raised his eyebrow "And let me guess, they were wiped out by this Kovalek?" he asked. Christian smiled "That is what I thought, their youngest son was never found" he said. "Coincidence or do you think it is all connected and not a myth after all?" Connor asked chuckling away. Christian laughed "Got to be a myth. Let us see what this Grazie Borsch has to say" he said. Connor nodded then looked up quickly "Borsch?" he asked, "Why does that ring a bell". "Does it?" Christian responded, "I tried doing some research on her but got nothing". They stood up and went back to their bedroom, Christian put his notepad in his rucksack and stood up to find Connor standing by his side looking at him. He leaned forward quickly kissing him but Christian pushed him away. "Please stop Connor" Christian said blushing a little, "Don't complicate things" he said. "I am sorry. I get caught up in sex at times" Connor replied hating that he was pushed away. In truth Christian was growing fond of Connor in many ways, but there was a lack of anything coming from Connor, he just seemed to want a friend with benefits. They left the guest house and followed the detailed instructions of the priest to find Alterman House, all the while Connor was trying to remember why the name was familiar. His head was so full of information that he was struggling to order it to make sense. They turned off the road noticing they were pretty close to Vadimov estate and found what they were looking for. Alterman House was a small cottage surrounded by fields of garlic growing all around, devoid of any trees affording open views and in the distance the Vadimov estate could just be seen. Grazie sat there at the table reading the small book she kept under lock and key in a box adorned with crosses and varnished with garlic oil. Inheriting the gift of being a seer she was a direct descendant of the women in her family right back to the first seer who wrote the original Travenni prophecy. Many of the locals thought she was just another crazy woman in the Borsch family who lived at Alterman House. Clasping the book in both hands with her eyes closed she waited and slowly the images came to her. A figure travelling to a house in a snowy landscape uncovering the truth of their identity for those in the house knew the secrets. Opening her eyes she looked down at the Berkhoff family tree then turned the paper face down and placed the book on top. She glanced out of the window and saw the two young men walking up the long path to the house. Christian stopped wondering if this lady had a garlic fetish "Grows a lot of garlic" he said smirking, "A lot of garlic in fact". Connor smiled at least he was talking again "So would I living around here with all these tales and myths" he replied. The door opened and Grazie stood there "Good morning!" Connor called out smiling at her. Inclining her head acknowledging them but clearly staring at Connor "Hi, I am Christian and this is Connor" Christian said. She looked again at Christian and Connor then on the wall behind her she looked in the mirrors at their reflections before turning back and inviting them in. The action caused the two lads to look at each other wondering what that was all about. "Is that a Romanian tradition?" Christian asked as she closed the door. Grazie looked at him "You have a lot to learn young man" she said in perfect English. "Oh are you English?" Connor asked picking up on it. "No" Grazie replied inviting them to sit, "I am of Romanian, Hungarian and Russian descent". They made themselves comfortable "You show reflection and walk through garlic so pose no danger" she said. Christian nodded understanding now "But we are not vampires" he said finding it amusing and glancing at Connor. Connor chuckled "It is not amusing" Grazie said sharply, "Inviting vampires in to your home is dangerous". "I apologise Ms Borsch" Connor said, "That is what we wish to find out, if they are real or myth for our research". Grazie smiled "Of course they are" she said simply, "Please you may call me Grazie" she added, "Please sit down". "Have you seen one Grazie?" Christian asked quickly getting his notepad out. Grazie laughed "You do not see them young man. I told you, you have a lot to learn". Christian looked at Connor then back at Grazie "If that is the case, how do you know they exist then?" he asked. "You feel them, but by then if your blood is clean it is too late unless you are protected" Grazie replied. A silence prevailed for a moment as they got comfortable "What is it you really seek here?" she asked. "Well the priest said you knew more about some prophecy" Connor replied. Grazie stared at him then leaned forward "Are you of Berkhoff descent?" she asked out of the blue. Christian looked at Connor "I... Sorry why do you think that?" Connor asked sounding shocked. Grazie looked down at the paper "I am a seer from the Borsch family" she replied. "But your family name Borsch, it is familiar to me" Connor said racking his brains again. Grazie smiled "My great grandmother was Lettie Arno Borsch is that who you refer to" she enquired. "Of course" Connor replied with his mouth open, "Travenni 1865" he said, "She wrote the prophecy in the book". Grazie looked at him "You have the book?" she asked curiously and he nodded, "Good". Christian sat there looking even more confused "Is it with the right person?" she asked. "What is going on?" Christian asked looking annoyed. "You remember this" Connor said showing the photo of the writings. "Yes you said it was in a book at your house" Christian replied and Connor nodded and he suddenly got it. "My great grandmother" Grazie said, "She was from a long line or seers in the family". Christian sat back writing in his notepad "Can you prove Kovalek is real then?" he asked. Grazie looked curiously at him "Why do you seek him?" she asked, "Nothing good will come of it". She then turned to Connor "Read me my ancestor’s words you have in the book please". Connor nodded and opened his laptop up and began reading it from the photo he had "When the time comes seek perpetual daylight as your only saviour. For the young Kovalek son lives by night and never dies, the family at his knees now gone and a sibling who disappeared without trace and lived a secret life" Grazie put her hand up to stop him. "Kovalek killed his own family but Larissa his sister survived" she said interpreting it, "Carry on". Connor looked down and continued "The village of Travenni is in danger of being wiped out through his anger and search for the one, yet he know not of when they will appear. His appearance spells doom for your soul, the flicker of a shadow in the corner of your eye, his icy breath behind you chills your spine, the deathly accuracy when he takes his victim. A sharp gasp of breath taken by your mouth as your eyes flutter. The force of your beating heart pumps harder quickening the process until it stops beating, its purpose devoid of meaning in your now lifeless body" she raised her hand gain to stop him. "You understand he killed every resident of Travenni over several nights" Grazie said. "And your family?" Christian asked beating Connor to the question, "I mean your family survived through this?". "Look around, he could not step foot here for fear of burning his soul" she replied. "Garlic" Connor said to which Grazie nodded, "And the rest?" he asked. "He presents himself in full to the one yet he waits for them" Grazie explained. Christian leaned forward "So if he bites does your heart beats faster?" he asked sounding confused. Grazie nodded "You will pump blood harder expediting the taking of your life. Continue" she said. "Thank you Grazie, having all this interpreted is amazing" Connor said excitingly and looked at Christian who had a don't believe a word of it look, he continued reading "An ability to control one’s mind from a close distance, you feel a madness taking over but it makes him weak to invade, he is destined to control others in his quest" she raised her hand and he stopped waiting patiently. "He has the power to control your thoughts but it exposes him, weakens him" Grazie explained. Connor looked at Christian "Has he ever taken control of anyone?" he asked. She looked at them "Marcin Cwik is believed to serve him. Continue" she said, “So they say”. "Is there any evidence he does?" Christian quickly asked and by her silence they wondered. "Well?" Connor asked seeking an answer. Grazie nodded "He runs the Gydna guest house, the villagers are blind to his passing years" she confirmed. Christian wanted to ask another question but she raised her hand silencing him and Connor continued "You can only see him if he presents himself to you, his touch can freeze your body and thoughts. His icy blue eyes so mesmerising pulling you under his spell for he shall take them to serve his own need, his way of getting close to the one. His manifestation drives only a purpose and quest seeking each of the Berkhoff family ancestors. The one who carries the blood of purity that will unleash and free him from perpetual darkness. Yet he shall not kill the one who carries the blood of purity, only by existence and willingness can their blood mix. He will find the one who remains, he will taste their purity and see the light of day, too much purity is blurred and could spell disaster" again Grazie raised her hand. Grazie nodded "They are the words of my ancestor indeed" she said and began completing the interpretation "He will appear to those who are close to the one, use them to gain their trust and leading the one to his destiny. They will either be cursed or their blood extracted. He cannot kill the one as once their blood entwines it will bring his demise" she explained carefully. Connor understood "If he drinks the blood of the one he can appear in daylight?" he asked. "Indeed" Grazie said smiling at his understanding, "That is why the Berkhoff family hide their descendants". "So had the one" Christian said emphasising it, "Have they appeared or died?" he asked. Grazie stared blankly at him "The one descends from Berkhoff lineage" she repeated then looked at Connor. Grazie turned the piece of paper over and began running through the Berkhoff family "The priest told me you got as far as Larissa Kovalek as she is the last listed family member" she said watching both guys nod. "Larissa knew there was something wrong with her brother Gregor, she ran off with her best friend and married him when she was 19 years old. His name was Avram Berkhoff and their union brought two great ancient families together, you can see it here in the family tree" she said showing them the document which they read. Avram Berkhoff 1814-1883 căsătorit Larisa Kovalek 1810-1891 - son Artem Berkhoff 1831-1918 căsătorit Marie Schlossheim 1833-1920 - son Vishy Berkhoff 1833-1917 căsătorit Louisa Vanreyman 1840-1927 - son Maksim Berkhoff 1838-1930 căsătorit Della Ionescu 1838-1925 Artem Berkhoff 1831-1918 căsătorit Marie Schlossheim 1833-1920 - daughter Larisa Berkhoff 1861-1936 căsătorit Armin Rhyberg 1856-1937 Vishy Berkhoff 1833-1917 căsătorit Louisa Vanreyman 1840-1927 - son Joseph Berkhoff 1861-1962 căsătorit Sara Dragalescu 1875-1963 Connor looked up at Grazie wondering why it stopped in 1963 "What about the rest?" he asked. Grazie nodded "Maksim Berkhoff and Della Ionescu are the line of consequence" she replied. "But then why is it not shown here?" Connor asked looking at the document again. "It is due to the prophecy" Grazie replied, "Trace of lineage was removed to protect them". "The same prophecy the priest told us about?" Christian questioned looking up from his notepad. Grazie nodded "Maksim Berkhoff was he the one, the pure blood that is written about?" Connor asked. She opened the book "Almost. You are beginning to understand. Maksim was close to pure blood and when he married Della Ionescu who also came from an ancient noble family of whole bloodied Romanian ancestry their son became the first combined blood which saw the purity rise. By that time Maksim understood the prophecy they left Romania to protect himself and his family, they went in to hiding. The rest of the Berkhoff family were wiped out and they say it was Kovalek's doing. Maksim and Della gave birth to a son in 1865 called Razvan, he in turn had a son called Sylvan born in 1898 who bore the first physical sign of a pure blood generation in the making. Sylvan died in 1985 with his wife giving birth to two sons, Ilyor Berkhoff in 1963 and Maksim Berkhoff in 1977. Both sons were left in churches on different sides of the world in order to protect them. They grew up out of harms way like any other child would do, new names were given to remain anonymous, both boys knew of the prophecy through discreet channels. Importantly they knew what to do and retain silence to keep themselves safe. It is known that Sylvan's son Maksim bore a stronger pure blood mark, he married Maria O'Connell of Celtic ancestry and they birthed three children. One son is rumoured to be the sole pure blood and bearer of the real mark of a purity. Maksim and his wife understood the significance and what must be done, in daylight they travelled to a different country. Leaving their child behind they headed to a safe haven in the farthest northern reaches where Kovalek could not go" she said closing the book. Connor thought for a moment "So they had three children. Do you know where they are?" he asked. "That I do not" Grazie replied, "They had three sons, Maksim, Benedict and Joshua". "It all seems so farfetched when you hear about it" Connor remarked a little sceptically. Grazie looked at him "I understand, but you must not doubt what is seen and the prophecy" she warned him. Connor was trying to keep an open mind "There is no evidence of truth if Kovalek really exists" he said kindly. "It is incredibly interesting though" Christian said writing, "But yeah" he added brushing it away. "You believe the gift of a seer even less?" Grazie asked. "Prove it" Christian replied looking at her, "Still this all seems way to in depth for us". Grazie looked at Connor "Not at all, it is for a reason you were sent to me" she replied. It was the way she looked at him that unnerved Connor "What reason is that?" he asked. Grazie looked up as the front door opened "Ah my son Evan has arrived" she said smiling. Evan walked in to the dining room of the cottage catching both Connor and Christian's eyes immediately, he stood five feet ten inches, blond hair and emerald green eyes. He was 23 years old and one of five children Grazie had given birth to, what stood out the most was his physique. His height and build was strong and his generous muscle proportion showed just under the sleeve of his t-shirt. Yet his looks were quite soft and loving and they were finding it hard not to stare at him. "Mamă I hope you bring me here for good reason" Evan said kissing her on both cheeks. "I do Evan. This is Christian and this young man is Connor" Grazie said. Evan shook hands with Christian then looked at Connor and his mother "într-adevăr" he said. "Speak in English please Evan. Yes really!" she exclaimed causing Connor to look at them both. Evan tentatively held out his right hand and could already feel the energy emitting from Connor. He looked at his mother again then Connor grabbed hold of his hand and Evan rolled his head back gripping hold of Connor hands tightly in return. He could feel a cold heat radiating from Evan's hand before he let go quickly getting freaked out. Evan looked at his mother again and nodded. "Sit" Grazie said to Evan, "My son is the only male in our ancestry to inherit several gifts from birth" she told them. "His looks" Christian said mumbling quietly to himself in amusement. Evan threw Christian a bewitching smile that had him flustered "Yes those as well" he said. "Evan stop it!" Grazie said telling him off, "I sense you are of kindred spiritual love". "She means gay" Evan replied smiling at his mother and Christian giggled avoiding eye contact. "So tell me. What did you just see holding my hand?" Connor asked with a hint of irony. Evan smirked "You had sex last night, your body is full of torn emotions" he replied. "Evan has the seer gift of past and present and immediate future" Grazie informed them. Evan nodded "Mother here has the prophecy gift, to see way into the future" he said. Connor sat there in silence "What has got in to you?" Christian asked looking worried. "It frightened you didn't it Connor?" Evan asked, "You saw through and in to my thoughts". He still sat there in silence "We can help you uncover what you seek" Grazie said, "But you must be prepared". Christian looked even more sceptical and Grazie noticed "Hold your hand out palm down". Christian grinned "Are you going to tell me my fortune?" he asked. Grazie glared at him "I am not a fortune teller, they pretend for money" she said. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you" Christian said apologising profusely. Grazie nodded to his hand so Christian raised his arm and held it over the table palm down never expecting anything real to come out of this, he gave Connor a cynical look. He was curious to see if this was all a gimmick and a pack of lies, after all he had no idea what his future held. Grazie placed her left palm facing upwards touching Christian’s, her right hand palm down on top and she pressed lightly. Connor was in half a mind to video it, but instead he recorded it on his phone, even he found himself waiting with a little excitement as they delved in to this strange world. Grazie looked at Christian then softly closed her eyes "You believe less than you speak. You have a mind full of knowledge that you will use to great credit in your life. You do not express identification with Christ's death and resurrection. Your heart will belong to one, it has yet to be reciprocated and forge your binding, and you must open your heart and speak the truth to your chosen one. You will never waiver from your heart’s desire for they will be the one person who can walk through life with you. There will be times when this will be tested, your closeness brings with it a danger yet to be realised. You must be prepared to accept the danger then defend yourself and ultimately him. In daylight without night the reciprocation of your heart’s desire will come and stand in front of you, binding you both" she let go of his hand. Christian rubbed his hand grinning "That is a lot of riddles" he said feeling how cold his hand now felt. Grazie looked at him "You must go to the church and be baptised" she said looking serious. Connor now chuckled thinking it was silly "How did you know I am not baptised?" Christian asked. "Christ is not in your soul" Grazie said, "The blessing of baptism will help keep you safe, without it you will see darkness". The look put Christian on edge and he nodded "I will ask the priest" he replied playing alone. Connor now had a serious look on his face "Okay my turn" he said holding his hand. Grazie shook her head "No. I cannot read your prophecy. You alone must write it and change what was seen" she replied. Connor looked upset "Come on you can't scare me like you did with Christian" he said laughing. "She didn't scare me" Christian retorted looking annoyed. "To read your future can alter events" Grazie said, "Your future is for you to write, not to be told". Connor stood up "Really this is gone on far too long, we didn't come here for all this clap trap". "Sit down" Evan said looking annoyed at him, “You have no idea what you will face” he added. Connor sat holding his hand out "You read it then" he demanded, "I want real proof you are not playing us" he added. Grazie looked at her son "Evan can tell you who you are, you may not appreciate what you discover". "I am adopted" Connor said, "I was found in a church on Christmas day" he added. Christian put a hand on his shoulder "Don't give too much away" he said smirking, "I want to see what they know". Evan looked at Connor "Do you wish to uncover your truth?" he asked giving him. Connor took a moment thinking "There is no turning back, but you will have to know eventually" Evan said. "Well I do not really have a lot to lose" Connor said smirking like it was a joke. "I can tell you more" Evan said looking at Connor, "But you have to be prepared and to know all". Connor suddenly freaked out at the sound of this "I need some air for a moment" he said standing and leaving. "Go with him" Grazie said to Evan, "If he agrees you need to stand by him" she said to Christian. Christian looked at Grazie "Right. You are both a bit odd" he said in a hushed tone. Grazie laughed then looked at him "Having these sort of gifts does you make you slightly odd". "It is just we have never come across anything like this, or even expected to" Christian replied sitting back in the chair. "Connor will depend much on you to keep his sanity" Grazie warned him, "For when he knows...". Christian stopped her "This is all related to him?" he asked, "To this Kovalek vampire?". He already knew what the answer was and Grazie nodded her head, he did wonder if the strange looks Connor got from the priest and Grazie was the key. It was a look like they had seen him before and why they now found themselves sat in this cottage surrounded by fields of garlic, mirrors and religious symbols. Connor stood outside in the garden, the air filled with the smell of garlic growing all around him. Inside he was feeling a sense of dread and fear. It was the fear of the unknown that caused him to react this way, he never imagined he could be faced with knowing his true identity. Was this all a joke he asked himself, was this the way the locals kept the rumours alive to increase tourism. Evan appeared and stood by him "You find this all very strange. A joke I am guessing" he said. Connor glanced at him "I... Yes of course" he replied, "But then why does it frighten me?" he asked. "I get it. When I first found my power I literally pissed myself" Evan said smiling, "Seeing peoples lives scared me". Connor chuckled nervously "It is better for you to know than hide, face it head on" Evan said. "Evan, can I ask you one question?" Connor asked gazing out over the horizon. Evan nodded "You can ask one question, but make it the right one" he replied. Connor let out a anguished moan then looked at him "Why did the priest send us here?". "Oh. That was not what I was expecting" Evan replied, "Look in your soul and ask yourself that". Connor looked at him "Enough the mystic crap Evan and answer me" he demanded. Evan laughed "You know why you were sent here, search in your soul" Evan said softly. Connor looked at him and found the question "Are the Kovalek and Berkhoff family to do with me?". "Yes" Evan replied looking slightly sheepish, "I can tell you who your real parents are. Your family line". Connor looked down at the ground "Me being here was not just random research then?" he asked. Evan chuckled "Actually it was." he replied, "But my mother knew the pure blood was coming this year". Connor smirked "Did she tell you that yesterday?" he asked cheekily. Evan laughed "No, she saw it coming in the year 2000, she knew the pure blood had been born". "Of course she did" Connor said shaking his head in disbelief, "Hang on I was born in the year 2000" he said. Evan nodded "You will need our help Connor. We have all waited for you for many years" he said looking at him. "Help in what? Completing our research?" Connor asked. Evan picked a bulb of garlic "What faces you is not simple, you must rewrite the prophecy to save us all". Connor laughed unable to hide his nerves "I will to be at your side Connor" Evan added. "What lovers?" Connor asked glancing at him. Evan smirked "No. My grandmother told me that your arrival is my destiny when I was 10" he said. Connor glanced at him "Has anyone told you before how crazy you sound?" he asked smiling. "I keep my gift secret. There are three of us assigned to protect you" Evan said, "You are to own your destiny". Connor looked him in the eye and saw a serious look in him "No going back" Connor said. "No. You have to know Connor. And by knowing it will keep you safe" Evan told him. Connor looked at the mirror behind him taking a deep breath "I am ready" he said. He felt a calmness come over him and wondered if that deep in his soul he understood that the lives of the Kovalek and Berkhoff family were something to do with him. If that was the case and this was not all a load of staging he had to understand and accept that. It didn't stop him from being concerned about how this would burden others around him. Evan returned with Connor following on behind, when he looked at Christian he noticed a worried and anxious look on his face like he already had some idea. Connor now understood that Christian could be in danger if he denied the truth any longer. Connor sat down "Evan, tell me things from my childhood that no one knows" he demanded. Evan nodded "Of course. You are testing my powers, I understand" he said, "Hand, palm up for the past". Connor did as he was told and Christian began recording as Evan took hold of his hand. "Confusion reigned from the eyes looking down at you on the day celebrating the birth of Christ. For twelve months passed before you were adopted and blessed on the exact day and place where you were found. A benefactor left the book on the doorstep to an old manor house with instruction. An educator added the book to his room of literature and inside my ancestors hand writing telling of Travenni" he said, Evan stopped speaking looking at Connor who strangely knew that he was to nod his head for him to continue. Evan smiled and closed his hands tighter around his and closed his eyes "A pretty village divided by a stream. A stream where you play during the long days, you hold a net and a jar, laughing with your friend. Not just any friend, he is one who you grow with and remain close to this day. An older man sits on the bridge talking to you then disappears back to the crumbling walls around his mansion. A frost covered field with a wood of ancient trees, your friend falls from a height, a snapping branch. His leg separates and you carry him to your home and stay close every day until he leaves hospital. A bond that is as strong now as the day you met, to him you are his brother he never had and he loves you from his heart" Evan quickly removed his hand with an angry look having felt his intrusion into his head again. He knew this was enough information for Connor to believe him. Connor sat there looking at Evan, during their connection something strange had happened and he couldn't explain it. "Well?" Christian asked looking at him and his bizarre look. Connor looked at him "James, my friend broke his leg when he was eleven years old" he said quietly shocked. He looked around the room "Maksim and Maria Berkhoff are my parents" Connor said trembling. Christian reached over and held his hand "Are you alright Con?" he asked squeezing it seeing the frightened look on his face. "How did you work that out?" Grazie asked leaning forward. Evan held his mother's arm "He read it from me" he replied. Connor calmed down and looked at Evan "I am sorry Evan, what happened?" he asked looking nervous. "Our connection grew strong and trusting" Evan replied, "If that happens I can not stop you reading me". Grazie sat back and smiled "Don't worry Connor it happens when a strong bond is formed linking minds together". Evan watched as his mother opened her small book "Give me your left foot please Connor" Evan said. Connor nodded knowing what they wanted to see, he took his trainer and sock off and lifted his foot. Evan looked at it tracing his finger around the mark resulting in Connor giggling. Grazie showed Connor the drawing of the lotus flower of purity. Connor nodded and Christian sat there stunned in to disbelief at what was unfolding around him. "It is the mark of the one, the pure blood Connor" Evan said telling him what he had figured out. "I knew when I saw you walking towards my house" Grazie said in a quite tone, "You have Kovalek genes". Christian looked at her "That is why you checked the mirror. For his reflection?" he asked. She nodded putting a small portrait on the table "Hell that man looks like you" Christian said. Connor looked carefully at it then up at them "Gregor Kovalek" he said and they nodded. Connor stared at it again and he knew straight away the portrait was of Gregor Kovalek. Christian unable to speak kept looking between the portrait and Connor, the same black hair and facial features, only the eyes looked slightly different, in the portrait Gregor's were a cold icy blue almost white, where Connor's were more of a piercing blue yet sparkly bright. Christian couldn't stop looking at the portrait and Connor as a shiver ran up his spine knowing this real yet quite surreal to see. "Do you now believe our ancestor’s prophecy saw the light and coming?" Grazie asked. Both lads nodded "Is Gregor Kovalek alive so to speak?" Connor asked in a confused manner. "He lives in the darkness, a shadow. Yes we believe he still exists" Grazie replied. Christian nodded "Garlic growing all around your house, mirrors" he explained. "Are you ready?" Evan asked looking at Connor who nodded, "No reading me this time!" he warned. "I do not know how to control it when it happens" Connor explained. Evan smiled and Connor was already feeling an incredible bond with Evan for some reason, he took Connor's hand and held it tightly, immediately Evan flinched "Born to the family of Avram Berkhoff and Larisa Kovalek through Maksim and Della Berkhoff and their child Maksim born in 1977 who married Maria. A son born in 1999 of Joshua name, a son born in 2002 of Benedict name. In the year of a new century 2000 a son was born bearing the name Maksim, he bares the strongest sign and is of the purest blood. Maria travelled alone and left her son in the church, heartbroken but she knew of the prophecy and the importance to keep their son safe. She waited until her son was taken by a family to be their own" he suddenly stopped and looked at both the lads and his mother who nodded at him to continue, "Maksim received Christ's blessing exactly one year to the day of finding and given the name Connor Barton. Your identity kept secret to protect those around you" he stopped looking at Connor, "Turn your palm to face down" he said. Connor did so and Evan held his hand again "The last rising of the moon Gregor Kovalek sensed a change in the air around the village of Vladeni. He smelt the scent of a pure blood close and your presence here is already known to Gregor Kovalek. In the last eve on sacred ground an act of copulation with a young man took place. Kovalek visited the pure blood seeking confirmation, he then waited and took the young man... Jacob. He now holds him in Vadimov, he waits for the cleansing of his blood. His saviour was his tainted blood yet he is not safe, with the second darkness ahead he will be the next victim. Kovalek will be on the move, he must remain close to the pure blood, he will wait patiently until they present willingly to offer their blood in sacrifice for those close. Your hearts desire is not safe whilst he waits. A journey to the land of daylight brings relief for perpetual daylight in the land where he cannot survive. He will never be far away, waiting, watching, destroying the lives of anyone who dare to get or deems to be close. The pure blood belongs to Kovalek, his birth and destiny brings them together." he let go of his hand. In the room a weird silence now prevailed as Evan and his mother watched Connor and Christian taking in everything that had been said. Christian was the one being torn up inside, dread and fear running through his body as he looked at Connor. "Is Connor going to die?" Christian asked with his eye watering. Evan looked at Christian shaking his head "Connor will not die. But those close are not safe" he replied. "The young man, Jacob is he alright?" Connor asked like he was understanding everything. "No" Grazie replied, "In 48 hours, at the second darkness Kovalek will take his life". "Is this the guy you had sex with last night?" Christian asked looking at him and Connor nodded. "How do we stop him taking Jacob?" Connor asked, "This is my fault he is there". "That is why I am here" Evan said looking at him, "We knew this day was coming". "But you will be in danger" Connor replied, "No I can't put anyone else in danger" he stated. "That is too late" Grazie replied, "Anyone close to you is in danger now he knows you are here". Christian sat there with his mouth open "Me?" he asked and Grazie nodded. "You will be in danger, stick by him and never leave" Grazie said kindly, "He needs you". Christian now looked worried "How would he or we be free of him?" Connor asked. "Find that out at the island where daylight persists" Grazie said watching Connor. "Please stop talking in riddles and tell us" Christian insisted leaning on the table. "You both need to go to Svalbard and seek Johan and Ingrid Ulvan" she told him. "Svalbard, land of the midnight sun" Christian said, "The sun does not set until late August or September". "Keep this in your head and do not write it down" Grazie added making sure they understood. Grazie's look told them she was serious "You must rescue him" she said to Evan. "We must go in daylight to Vadimov, free the young man" Evan said sending a text message. Evan explained that for nearly eighty years preparations were made and tweaked for the coming of the pure blood. A sacred society of the Romanian church in Bram where he lived, when started it consisted of a dozen or so members and as years passed with no coming it dwindled down to five members. The society made up of devoted religious people to assist the pure blood when their presence came. Christian was recording all of this since Evan had told him that Kovalek would not know how to use technology so it would be safe. Connor didn't like the idea of more people being in danger but he also knew there was no point in arguing. "Well Connor, I guess you are stuck with nerdy now" Christian said causing Connor to smile. "And me!" Evan added as a momentary silence took over the room knowing this was happening. Connor looked at them all "Last night, he came to me after I left Jacob" he confessed. "How do you know?" Christian asked looking at him. "I felt a presence close to me, a shadow in the corner of my eye" Connor explained, "He was there but I could see him". Evan looked at his mother "His appearance already is worrying" Grazie said. "Yes" Evan said agreeing, "It is important you both protect yourselves". Connor looked at Evan holding his hand out "Tell me the future ahead" he almost demanded. Grazie nodded to her son and he took hold of Connor's hand placing it between his "He cannot take a pure blood. He will torment until the pure blood weakens and comes willingly to end the destruction of lives surrounding him. Over liturgical calendar years he will destroy all those around the pure blood until it only is he who stands alone and bows to Kovalek. He will be brave and present himself within two moons rising for those who know the pure blood will know of Kovalek. The pure blood will free him from the darkness. From out of the darkness in to daylight his continued existence casts a darkened and foreboding shadow across the land" he let go of his hand. Connor was in no doubt "It scares me" he said nervously, "Is that how it ends?" he asked. Evan looked at him "That is really undefined. Connor, only you can define the outcome". "It is what is seen with no knowledge" Grazie said, "Now you know, you can change it" she confirmed. Connor was beside himself with worry now, all these revelations had confused his head and he wanted to leave. He wanted go back and never have come here, he knew that would have made no difference and he would be less informed. At least he knew that last night he was not imagining things and he had been close to Gregor. It was all too much right now and his head was jumbled up unable to think clearly, excusing himself he stepped outside and sat on the porch bench looking out over the fields of garlic. Even Christian had to admit the unbelievable was now believable, filled with dread and excitement the way things had unfolded that afternoon. He looked between Grazie and Evan, their looks were quite solemn and he excused himself and went out to join Connor. Christian sat beside him "Some research trip" he said softly, "How are you Connor?" he asked. Connor sighed "Like my whole world and existence has imploded" he replied looking anxious. He looked at Connor "What was it like. When you read his thoughts?" he now asked curiously. "I didn't know I was doing it" Connor said, "I had images flashing in my head". Christian nodded "What happens now?" he asked thinking Connor had the answers. He shrugged "Is it best you leave, I mean I don't want to put you in danger?" he replied. "And Where would I go?" Christian asked looking upset, "We both started this together...". "No stop Christian" Connor interrupted him, "You need to keep safe" he said looking at him. "Then it is settled" Christian said forcefully, "I stick by you it is the only way I can be safe or he will hunt me down". Connor looked at Christian like he was being rash "He knows I am close to you" Christian added. He nodded in admiration at Christian and his determination never to leave, the element of danger appeared accepted by them both. He finally knew his true identity even if he hadn't come here to find it. Pieces of the puzzle were falling in place, the mark on his sole of his foot, why he was left in a church. One piece still was left incomplete yet he knew that would be found soon enough. Grazie and Evan appeared on the porch. "Darkness will fall soon" Grazie said, "Tomorrow you must rescue him" she added. "I will call for you at 10am" Evan said, "Do not leave the guest house at all" he warned them. They nodded understanding their instruction "Wear the crucifix the priest gave you" she said to them both. "Understood" Christian replied packing the bottles of garlic oil she had given him. There was an uneasy silence as they walked back to the village, neither really knew what to say to each other. Christian was clearly uncomfortable and kept looking behind him at every noise he heard, constantly dabbing the garlic oil on his neck and holding his crucifix. There was a rush in their step to get back before the sun dipped below the horizon.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** Chapter 6. The men and Tom walked back to the blanket where Mark was already waiting for them. Tom settled down on the blanket between Mark and Ric and Andrew. Mark stroked Tom's buttocks and noted that surprisingly quickly we were back. Mark's fingers caressed Tom's hole and suddenly Mark's finger sank into Tom. Tom was shocked when Mark pulled his finger away and smelled the finger and then put it in his mouth. Tom licked his finger clean and noted that there was fresh sperm in the hole. Immediately, both Andrew and Ric began to tell how willingly the young cumhole had offered his ass in the toilet. The horny puppy hadn't even asked for a condom or asked to pull out before ejaculation. Tom had willingly taken both raw cocks in his ass and allowed himself to be spermed twice in the middle of the dirty toilet. Anyone could have walked in the toilet mid-fucking. Probably the whore would have given him a breed hole too, guessed Andrew. Looks like Mark has found a real cum hungry slut, continued Ric. Tom was surprised that Mark wasn't angry. He was actually just meowing contentedly. Tom noticed that Mark's cock was hard and pointing towards the sky. There was a shiny drop of pre-cum on the end of the cock. Mark reached out and pulled Tom to his side. Mark urged Tom to climb on top of him and ride his hard cock. Tom obeyed kindly and Mark's cock sank easily into the slippery newly seeded hole. There was a wet sound from the hole as Tom pumped himself up and down Mark's cock. Very quickly a group of men formed around, all of them jerking excitedly at the sight. Mark poked Tom's ass with quick and strong jerks. Very quickly Mark roared and emptied his own bags into the young slut's fucked hole. The men around Tom and Mark sprayed their own sperm on Tom, so that he was almost completely covered of cum. After this, Mark told Tom that it was time to go. Mark thinks it would be pointless for Tom to wipe the sperm off his body. Mark figured that the other men on the beach would be happy to watch at the sperm covered slut.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 5. Tom woke up the next day with Mark under his arm. It was almost noon already. Tom would have loved to have Mark's raw cock again, but Mark already had other plans to make Tom's birthday weekend unforgettable. After a quick cafe breakfast, Mark wanted to take Tom to the beach to enjoy the beautiful sunny weather. Tom regretted that he can't go because he doesn't have his swimming trunks with him. Mark stated that it is not a problem because there is no need to wear any clothes at this beach. If he wanted, Tom could very well use his sperm-stained jockstraps. Mark thinks it might even be a good idea because the jockstraps frame Tom's ass perfectly. After a while, they arrived by car at the beach parking lot. Mark undressed himself completely, but Tom left his Jockstraps on. There were many men lying in the sun on the beach. Some alone, couples and groups. Tom had never seen so many cocks. Tom found it strange and arousing that many men had cocks standing up, but they didn't even try to cover them up. Tom also saw how some men jerked off each other or some took blowjobs from others in the middle of the beach. Mark led them to the middle of the beach to a place where he had friends. Mark placed their blanket attached to the blanket of the other two men. The men seemed to be the same age as Mark. The men were Mark's friends Ric and Andrew. Tom felt strange shaking hands with naked men he didn't know. Both men had thick metal penis rings around their cocks. But the men were all natural and complimented Tom's Jockstarps. One of them joked that it would be nice to smell Tom's jockstrap pouch. The cocks Tom saw, the obscene words stiffened Tom's cock. Fortunately, he had jockstraps for protection after all. Ric and Andrew's cocks were also clearly stiffened after Tom and Mark's arrival. Tom lay on the blanket in the middle with a naked Mark on one side and Andrew and Ric on the other. Men's chats were always related to sex, cocks and fucking. Tomia blushed when Mark uninhibitedly told about their last night. Mark even told how Tom had been waiting with his ass up for the unknown man with his eyes covered. And how Tom had ripped off the condom and placed Mark's raw cock in Tom's hole. Andrew and Ric tease Tom by calling him a proper cumslut and a cum hole. After a while, Tom's drinking soda started to pee and he asked where the toilet was. Andrew and Ric stated that they also have a need, so they can go show Tom. Tom started walking with the naked men towards the other end of the beach. The men's semi-rigid cocks swayed as they walked and Tom had to blink at them. Finally they got to the toilet and the men walked to the urinal. They clearly left a place for Tom between them, which Tom shyly settled into. Tom's cock was already completely hard when he exposed it from the pouch of the jockstraps. Andrew and Ric had already emptied their bladders and began rubbing their organs in front of Tom. Nothing came of Tom's peeing as Andrew placed his hand on Tom's butt and moved his fingers towards Tom's hole. Very quickly the finger was inside Tom and Tom had to take support from the wall with both hands in order to open his ass better for Andrew. Without Tom realizing it, Andrew's finger had switched to Ric's cock. The men took turns fucking 18-year-old Tom's ass in the beach toilet. Finally, both men injected their sperm into Tom's ass. Tom was a little embarrassed by the way he had let two old men he almost didn't know cum on him in the toilet. What worried him the most was whether Andrew and Ric were going to tell Mark about this and what Mark would say about it. I hope Mark doesn't get mad and think he's a slut.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 4. Mark pushed his bare cock right up to the bottom of Tom's ass. It felt indescribably good to be raw inside an 18-year-old young man. Mark would be the first to seed young Tom's ass. Mark was already sure that he wouldn't be last either. Tom felt Mark's sure, hard, deep thrusts. He felt alive. This was what he had already secretly dreamed of. Raw cock deep in Tom's virgin ass. Mark's thrusts became faster and faster. Finally, Mark's movements stopped completely deep in Tom's ass and a deep growl came out of Mark's mouth. Mark's rock hard cock injected at least seven squirts of sperm deep into Tom's hole. At the same time, Tom's own cock sprayed the sperm into the bag of the jockstraps hands-free. Tom felt satisfied and well seeded. They both fell into bed to rest while Mark's cock was still in Tom's cum hole. After resting for a while and his breathing evening out, Mark pulled out of Tom's pink hole. The cum-coated hole looked really desirable. Tom took off the blindfold to finally see Mark fully. Mark's naked body and handsome face pleased Tom. Mark clearly looked older than Tom's own father. Mark got out of bed and pulled Tom to the side of the bed. Mark lifted Tom's long legs onto his own shoulders and placed his spermy cock back into Tom's hole. With one thrust, Mark pushed himself into Tom's sperm hole again and started hammering hard on Tom's ass. This time they looked into each other's eyes. After a few minutes of deep and hard thrusts Mark roared take my seed cumboy. Mark came out inside Tom for the second time.

Thank you everyone for the great comments....continuing on! PART 3: The after Robert got a warm damp towel and proceeded to clean my sore hole, which felt great. I then felt him softly lick my ass and hole, which felt fantastic. I knew his tongue had been in me when he raised up and kissed me deep, letting me taste his tongue. We finally broke our kiss and he stood up fully, letting me take in his now softening cock. It was beautiful. still gently dripping his cum, it just looked so good. "please milk your cock into my mouth Robert, don't waste that delicious cum:. He grabbed his cock and walked over to my mouth and slowly jacked out every last drop into my mouth. "Thank you sir", I said. "Join me for another glass of wine Tim? Robert asked "I can think of nothing better", but I honestly could! We were now naked in Robert's living room, both sitting at opposite ends of the couch. This way we could take each other in and still converse about our day. I knew the question was coming. "Tim, I fucking loved cumming in you, trust me on that, but why did you want that to happen? You know I can poz you, right?" "Yes baby, I know." it took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts on this, then I tried to elaborate. "Robert, I truly never sought you, or a poz man out, to become poz. Of course I have thought about it, and I know me and how much I would want raw cock if I were to get fucked again. When I saw you today, and saw your tattoo, which I love by the way, I just knew I wanted you to fuck me and never thought about the 'how' or 'what would happen'. I just knew I needed your cock in me." Robert was staring at me intently. "Then when I saw you put the condom on and knew it wasn't natural for you I couldn't follow through with that. I wanted you to enjoy as much pleasure as I was, plus your bare cock was what I wanted in the first place, so I just did it. I am so glad I took your condom off Robert, thank you for not denying me that. I knew it was the right choice when I told you to go deep in me and cum, I think we both knew". Robert's cock started to get hard the moment I talked about him fucking me and cumming in me, and now his cock was lifting off his thigh. "Fucking amazing Tim, thank you.". I watched Robert's eye lose focus and he was daydreaming and his hand went to his cock automatically, slightly stroking his hardness. I knew he was remembering the same things we both experienced today Soon Robert snapped out of it and let out a deep breath. "Well, I can't wait for you to need another massage, or I just might sabotage my computer for you". We both laughed. I placed my finger on my hole, feeling the slight soreness there. "You definitely gave me something to remember, maybe even longer than tonight. my ass is still sore from that fucking gorgeous cock of yours". Robert drank the rest of his wine and said, "you can have my cock anytime you want Tim", and winked at me. "would you like some more wine and maybe some porn?". Robert got up, cock fully hard again and reached for my glass. "my collection is in a binder in that box behind the books. please feel free to pick anything out. I will be right back". He left the room, cock bouncing the entire time. I was hard again just seeing him, but it all just seemed so natural now. I went to get the binder. I started thumbing through the DVD's. a lot of bareback videos, most I was familiar with. some interracial titles I wasn't familiar with, but seemed interesting. Robert came back with our now full glasses, "find anything you like?". His cock was semi hard now. I picked out one from Treasure Island that I loved and he went to put it in. I picked the binder up and purposely made an effort to be on my hands and knees, forcing my ass up for his view. "fuck" I heard him breath. I looked back at him and saw his big cock start to rise again. "just seeing you on all fours like that Tim, damn, I want you like that one day". "Anytime Robert, anytime". Robert just stood there, stroking his now hard cock, not slightly, I mean full on masturbating. I was mesmerized by the sight of it. After a few minutes I saw the video started playing, more raw fucking, and I knew I needed him again. I got on the couch, face down and ass up. "do you have any lube baby, please fuck me now". "Yes baby" Robert said as he opened a drawer next to him and took out some lube. Robert's bouncing cock let me know he was so excited to be inside of me again, and thankfully no questions of condoms or pulling out were to be had. Robert dripped a lot of lube on my sore ring and started working it around my ass and hole, insert a wet finger into me to help me open up. I then heard him squirt some out and then felt him stroking his big cock with lube. Robert moved closer to my ass and laid his hard leaking cock and my hole...and started pushing. no words were to be had, we both knew what needed to happen. I reached behind me and started spreading my hole open for Robert, just in time as he was starting to slide into me past my sore tight ring! Fuck! His cock felt so great! His big cock was less intrusive after our earlier fuck but his girth and length could not be ignored. The pressure I was feeling was making my cock leak again, and I loved that about how he fucked me before. now I felt his two hands on my hips as he pulled my ass onto his cock...inch by inch until he was fully inside of me! I was in pure bliss, taking Robert's cock is so amazing, it almost makes me a part of him! "thats my boy" Robert says to me while pulling his cock out again, before sliding it back in...picking up his pace! "fuck Tim, I am not going to be able to last, not fucking you like this. oh fuck! watching my big black cock slide in and out of your hot white pussy, fuck I love it Tim." I couldn't even respond, I had no breath, he was fucking it out of me!!! I knew my sexy black man was getting closer, his moaning was becoming louder, his already thick cock was getting thicker, and his precum was making a mess of my ass "baby, I am going to cum on your couch...I don't want to make a mess" I said to him. "fuck it baby, cum all you want because I am" and he groaned loudly. "take my hot load Tim, I want to knock you up" and he sank deep in me exploding his hot cum all over my insides! my cum shot all over his cushion and the arm of his couch! I was starting to really love this man fucking me and cumming in me!!! Robert was almost laying on my back, cock fully inside of me still. He reached his arms around my chest and pulled me up to him, hugging me from behind, without his big cock falling out. I looked down and saw my cum load on the cushion of his couch, I felt bad...for about a second. Robert leaned to my ear, "Tim I absolutely love fucking you. My cock is still pulsing, I don't know what is happening, I love it so much". I clenched my ass a little in response and he immediately said, "please don't push me out...I want to stay inside of you for a while". I reached behind me and rubbed where I thought his scorpion tattoo might be, it was his hip, but still it was hot to think about. I reached my other hand around and pulled his ass into me, "baby, please don't stop fucking me or cumming in me, I want everything you have". "Tim, I am going to poz you eventually, you know that right?". "Yes Robert, I know that and realized earlier, I am very ok with that, with you". Robert turned my head to look at me, "will you please stay with me tonight?". "Yes sir, I would love to". He kissed me deep and then slowly eased me off his cock, his poor couch got another huge pool of cum, his this time though.

Chapter 3. Although Tom had been dreaming about having sex with Mark for a couple of weeks, he hadn't been able to imagine how it actually felt. Mark handled Tom's hole with sure and experienced touches. Tom's desire to have Mark's cock inside him grew moment by moment. Mark kept praising Tom's hole as delicious, lovely and sweet. Mark was also clearly teasing Tom by talking about Tom's perfect cum hole and how good the hole would look seeded with a bare cock. Tom couldn't get the picture out of his mind, where Mark's thick cock was without a condom in bottom's ass. Finally, it was time to start the real fucking. Mark teased Tom by rubbing his raw cock around Tom's asshole. The hole was wet from the pre-cum of Mark's cock. Mark asked Tom if he was absolutely sure that he wanted cock wrapped in a condom instead of raw cock. Mark said he knows from experience that raw feels much better though. Tom reached for the condom package next to him and handed it to Mark. As I wrote to you, I don't want to get any STDs from my first fuck. Mark was disappointed, but obeyed Tom's wish. He opened the condom package and slipped the condom over his rock hard cock. However, the main thing was that he got to pop the 18-year-old boy's cherry first. Mark placed his wrapped hard cock in Tom's hole and started thrusting inside. Experienced Mark was soon balls deep in Tom's ass. He let Tom get used to it for a while and then started moving purposefully back and forth. Tom moaned in both pain and lust. Mark increased the power and speed and praised Tom's ass. Again Mark mentioned that getting fucked raw feels even better. Tom was in the hills of happiness. For the first time he felt a man's cock in his ass and it felt perfect. He knew he hadn't been waiting for this for nothing. The image of Mark's bare cock still haunted Tom's mind. Mark had been fucking Tom's ass for at least 15 minutes when Tom suddenly put his hand at the base of Mark's cock. Without saying anything, Tom began to slide the condom along Mark's cock towards its tip. Finally, the condom was completely gone and Mark's cock was standing firmly towards Tom's hole. Tom placed the cock's helmet on his hole, but still said nothing. Mark asked if Tom was sure. If he pushed in now, he surely wouldn't be able to pull out again until he had seeded Tom. Tom said he was sure.

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’,

This is another continuation of one of my earlier stories... Best Western 3 So last time I posted I had just got a message from the twink guy that he was pregnant. So today I called and got a reservation at the same Best Western in Round Rock. I messaged him back to let him know I'd send him the room number when I got checked in. I also sent a message to the POZ top to let him know I was carrying on the work of spreading his strain. I wasn't expecting to hear back from the POZ top because I figured it would be unlikely that he would be back in Austin again so soon, but surprisingly I got a message back from him in less than an hour saying "I'm still in town because of business. Message me the room number when you are ready". I didn't let the twink know that the POZ top would also be there because I wanted it to be a surprise. Anyway, I was very excited as I drove to the Best Western and checked in. The lady behind the desk gave me a wink and said "Welcome back". She knew from my driver's license that I lived only a few miles away so I am sure she guessed why I was here. I said "Thanks, I really enjoyed my last stay here". Her reply was a big smirk and "Yeah, I bet it wasn't because of our fabulous complementary breakfast. We got some comments from the neighboring rooms so I went and listened myself. Wish I could have watched." I told her that I wouldn't mind because I love being watched, but I'd have to ask my guests. She said "Let me know, I'm off in 10 minutes". I went to the room and got set up and cleaned myself out. I heard a knock on the door and the POZ top was there so I let him in. I asked him about the desk lady and he said "she can watch as long as she stays in the bathroom and doesn't make any noise. I called the front desk and relayed the message. She said she would be there in a few minutes. It wasn't long until there was another knock. It was the desk lady. I let her in and she went to the bathroom to wait. While we were waiting for the twink and his friend to show up I got on my knees and started sucking the POZ top hard. I could hear the lady in the bathroom giggle as I took the big dick in my mouth. The POZ top said "Hey, you gotta do better than that!". She said "Sorry, I'll try". I figured that pretty soon the only sounds people would hear would be raw man sex so it wouldn't matter. About 15 minutes later another knock so the POZ top pulled his dick out of my hungry mouth and answered the door. The twink was there with his friend, also a thin twinky guy. He said he was pleasantly surprised to see the POZ top was there. I knew he would be. What surprised me was that the twink's friend dropped to his knees and took my little cock in his mouth. I'm not used to getting that kind of treatment but the twink told me his friend liked older guys like myself and the POZ top too. He then got on his knees as well and they started taking turns on me as the POZ top was inspecting their tight asses with a lubed finger. Pretty soon he pulled the new twink off my cock and forced him down on all fours, ramming his dick into the tight hole causing the bottom to yelp which he quickly stifled. The POZ top started really pounding him then. Following my mentor's example I also turned around the first twink and slid my cock into his already lubed hole and started giving him all he was worth. The two bottoms were facing each other with looks of pleasure on their faces and they started making out. Man was that a hot sight to see. I could tell the POZ top enjoyed it also because his thrusting started to increase in pace and I could tell by the look on his face he was about to blow a huge charged load deep into the tight hole his dick was working. Sure enough in about a minute he hilted himself and started to groan out. The sight and sound of that pushed me over the edge and I also pumped my tainted seed into the already pregnant twink. As both myself and the POZ top pulled our dripping cocks out I could smell the raw sex... and I heard muffled moans and the sound of busy fingers from the bathroom. Well... she was trying to be quiet. Anyway, nobody but me seemed to notice, or at least they didn't say anything. It wasn't long until the first twink, who had been continuing to make out with his friend, flipped him on his back on the bed and took his legs over his shoulders and slid his cock into the hole that had been well used by the POZ top. He started working on depositing his newly charged seed as well. Before I knew it, the POZ top also pushed me down over the edge of the bed and started working on his second hot load to shoot into my ass. I was in a state of bliss as my hole was worked good and hard by the POZ top making me grunt softly with each thrust. Both the POZ top and the first twink came at the same time, groaning with pleasure as their dicks pulsed. As the POZ top and the two twinks got dressed to leave, the new twink said how much he enjoyed having his cherry taken. Both myself and the POZ top were surprised, and the POZ top asked "You mean your POZ load cherry?". The new twink looked surprised and said "No, I'd never been fucked before". The first twink laughed and said "I didn't tell you that this was a Conversion Party!". The new twink's jaw dropped and he turned white... but as he recovered he said. "Well, I guess that shouldn't have surprised me". I want to do it again soon. The POZ top thanked the first twink for helping spread his strain. The twink replied "My pleasure". That made me smile. After the other guys had left, the desk lady came out of the bathroom, obviously a little discheveled. "WOW! That was HOT! You didn't tell me that this was a Conversion Party either!" I love watching gay porn and pozzing porn is the hottest! That really surprised me, but it turned me on to know. As she also left she said "I can't wait for you guys to come back again". I couldn't either.

I’ve definitely found if everyone can see you; you’re going to get more action. If you want to be an anon cumdump, bring a good blindfold and hop in a sling, get on a fuck bench or any comfortable surface, press your ass against a glory hole and if it’s a booth leave the door open. If you have a room, definitely hang out in there ass up with the door open a bit too. Some of the guys that have been watching you want privacy for a variety of reasons. I hate when tops close the door but have definitely gotten some solid action with this practice. I was at Club Houston for pride; had a video booth room with a queen bed that you could see at the end of a very long hallways of small rooms. At one point my legs were killing me from being against the Gloryhole so I got in my knees in my room with my blindfold on. Eventually two guys came in and took turns fucking me; then one climbed over me and they DP’d me until they both bred me. Wish they would have left the door open for that but definitely enjoyed being used like that! Nothing was actually said to me; they just talked to each other about me.

I woke up late and the house was quiet. I thought my wife had already gone to church, but she was just laying on the couch. I texted her from the bed asking if she was still going to church. She was. I waited patiently. She came into the bedroom already dressed with her coffee and reminded me of our lunch plans., and as soon as I heard her car leave the drive. I was naked, with ipad in hand and my cock already beginning to swell in anticipation. by the 3rd paragraph, I was leaking so much precum. I had to slow my stroking to make it to the end. by the time i made it to the end. i had a trail of cum from my neck down my chest and pooling on my belly Another hot chapter Thank you J

The gym is my church where I work on and care for my male form. I am always dressed to show that I am packing a big penis between my legs and have offered my mouth and ss to many males in the gyms I have lifted at. I enjoy checking out the other guys while i am there and always cruise in the sauna/steam room and showers afterwards. Males are horny, fit males even moreso, since the exercising boots testosterone levels. I've sucked cock and been bred a good number of times--many are married--and hd my own fat meat played with and pleasured as well. In a few cases we've continued play after we left the building.

Excellent way to start the new year!

Once you let a man inside you ... all bets are off and you must submit to his well..... or until he is done with you ..!

Mesmerizing!! Can't wait to see how this continues. I am a big fan of Anne Rice too. And with three young gay men I bet there will be some juicy stuff coming too 😉

My usual goal is to get fucked on a nude beach while a group of men watch.

To move somewhere with a decent number of like minded guys that like casual fucking. My pole needs more hole and my hole need more pole.

Obviously I'm not super fit but I do go to the gym for the sights and yeah, I do work out some, but obviously not muscly. I love seeing the guys there, seeing if they're checking me out, love it when they take their shirts off, wanting me to spot them and stuff. I've hooked up with quite a few guys there and give knowing nods when I see them. Sometimes we hook up again, we all know why we're there. Most of the action takes place in the showers and sometimes you leave with a guy and fuck in a car or go to his place. It just depends really. With most guys the first time is the whole awkward "I don't do this often" awkwardness, but you know in reality they've probably done it before. We have to keep up pretenses. I also enjoy seeing guys leaving a shower together and you just know they've either jacked, blown, or fucked. You can see the release on their faces. I love it too as guys go bare there too...I mean...who brings condoms to the gym? From what I've found guys who hook up at gym are pretty piggy fuckers.

Chapter 38: Final preparations The night was full of hot sex and partying. The best part of it was being side by side breeding our partners. Everyone got at least 2 loads up their hungry holes. One from their partner, and at least one from the others partner. As thw pizza boy arrived late, he had his choice of loaded holes. He decided to sees me, and my partner got him in a sandwich between us! We all finally fell asleep in a sweat an cum covered bed. That afternoon when we finally got up, we called the doctor to share the news with him, knowing he would be the perfect person to create the perfect wedding, which he did! The doctor was shocked when we told him that we were also going to have the waiter marry us, at least in spirit. We explained that we had already given him a commitment cockring, and formally propose to him during the ceremony. He reminded us it wasnt possible to marry three people, but loved he loved the idea. The doctor joined us to help plan the party. It was an intense meeting, as all of us that would be involved were there. It was the first time that the pizza boy and my old roomie learned about the plan to make the waiter our third partner, but they were happy for us. Although the pizza boy didn't propose to my old roomie, he suggested to him that they go back to the bedroom, to get to know each other better, and discuss any potential future together. Of course the doctor brought a kit with him, and offered it to all of us. The pizza boy and my old roomie declined as there was some hot sex, and conversations about to happen. The doctor had several rigs, and offered them one to use after their exploration. They gladly accepted. The doctor then tied off our arms, and slammed us all. He refrained from slamming, well until he had his cock in all of us, and eventually seeding the waiter! After he slammed, we all went to check on the pizza boy, and the old roomie. The pizza boy had just released his seed into my old roomie, and had his face in his ass, eating his load from him. He swapped his load with him and said slam us. The doctor was more than happy to, but asked them if they wanted a toxic blood slam first, before the Tina. They both agreed, saying that their session was very productive and that the blood slam would make it a stronger relationship. My old rooomie suggested his slam should come from me, and the pizza boy suggested his come from the waiter. We all obliged! The doctor drew blood from the two of us, and then blood slammed the two, before slamming them with Tina. Although the bed was a king, it simply couldn't accommodate us all, so we left the two to enjoy themselves, and the three of us retreated to the other bedroom.

As a top, bottoms bent over taking all cocks with an audience wins. Bonus points if it is at the bar in full view instead of the dark room.

My first was raw and I’ve never considered a condom. I was finally forced into being a bottom for a weekend and was repeatedly used by 4 random guys. 3 weeks later I was poz. Loved it glad they didn’t tell me

Halloween—me n my bf went to the shady part of Detroit in an alleyway where a lot of homeless men hang out. I pulled my pants n underwear down, n my bf gave some money to 4 homeless guys who then fucked me while we were there.

The first time a breeder top made out with my feet as he fucked my hole I got it. Since then I have foot pics I share with top guys into it.

Chapter III: Taking the Gift I had been texting back and forth with Justin and his texts were alternating between amped up for some toxic loads and then a couple of hours later he would equivocate and say “maybe I’m not ready.” I knew what he was going through – it’s a big line to cross and commitment to make to dedicate yourself to chasing HIV. It had taken me several months of stop-and-start to fully commit, so I wasn’t depending on Justin right now to follow through. I was spending a lot of time on Poz-twitter groups and BZ announcing my new enhanced status. All of that elicited the usual dozens of chaser messages but would any of them follow through? I was beginning to think that as hard as it was to successfully chase, it might also be hard to successfully gift, with the non-serious, not-ready guys making up the bulk of my DMs and emails. Still, I held out hope for Justin. He saw my bio tat at Eric’s studio and was fascinated by it. He gave me his number right away and since then we’d been texting back and forth. He postponed the first gifting we had scheduled for the next week, and I wondered just how serious he was. Then there was a few days of radio silence, and I pondered whether he had reconsidered accepting toxic loads in his un-PrEPPED hole. Then, after 3 days of silence, came this: “Hey man, I’ve been asking myself if I really want this, and I can’t get it out of my head, even though I know I shouldn't want this...But I have to have your virus, I need your strain living inside me!” I texted back, “Yeah, it was the same for me when I started chasing, it insinuates the mind before it does your body. I'm excited to poz you up, brother, but no pressure... Just remember, we can do this or we can wait, it’s up to you.” Of course, I was determined to infect this guy, to make him my first. So I was trying to be supportive but still persuasive at the same time: “You know, I’m super toxic right now, so if you want me to gift you my strain, now’s the time.” Back came his text, not 20 seconds later: “I want it, man. I want you to poz me. Be my gifter into the brotherhood!” “Just so you know , if I fuck you, you’ll probably go poz, there’s no turning back.” “Yep, I’m ready for your strain. Let’s get it done!” This confirmation was all I needed from him and I quickly shot back a text telling him to prepare his hole, and to come over in 1 hour. I saw the three dots to indicate he was writing a response text…and then they went away…and then they appeared again and again went away. Finally, came the response I was hoping for: “See you in 1 hour. I’m so excited!” I set out my pozzing tools, namely a new toothbrush and some silicon lube. I had wanted to buy a “Cruel Condom,” but it was back-ordered, so that particular method would have to wait. I quickly showered and lay in bed waiting for the doorbell to chime. While I waited, I texted Keith a pic of Justin’s hot hole: “I got a this 20-something chaser on the way...a referral from Eric...can’t wait ‘til I get him good and pozzed up” “That’s great, man, your first victim! You gonna brush his hole ?” “Yep, got the toothbrush right here,” I texted, adding a pic of the brush and my hard poz cock. “This is what you did to me, brother! Your strain is gonna poz up this little chaser!” “Congrats, man, and it's *our* strain now! Get him good! Take that neg status away from him! I gotta go now, we got another chaser in to see the doc and he’s another of my prey so I think his results will be +” “LOL, between you and Eric, you guys are building an army!” You were my first “X,” stud, but there's gonna be more “Xs” soon!” Just at the 1 hour mark, when I momentarily thought “maybe he’s not coming,” the doorbell rang. Bingo. My first prey to fall victim to my poz seed was here! I looked down at my hard cock and thought about how I was fulfilling my destiny to spread the bug and infect chasers. I was ready. Naked and with my pierced poz dick at full attention,I greeted Justin at the door, he was looking so hot in his T-shirt and shorts. He smiled a sheepish smile and came in, accepting the glass of wine I offered him. I moved him to the couch and stroked his sandy hair and ran my hands over his thighs. I could sense a slight tremble in him as looked down at my poz weapon and my biohazard tat. “You ready for this?” I queried, “pointing down to my rigid pierced cock,” We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” He sipped his wine and looked up at me to say “Do you take the piercing out beforehand?” “No, I never remove the Prince Albert...it will help the process.” “Wow, it looks so big and hard...I haven't been fucked much in the last couple years.” Sensing hesitation from him, I looked to get this going before he had any more doubts, “C'mon upstairs, I'll be gentle at first.” “I’m ready, please poz me, Sir, it's all I can think about,” he said, knocking back the rest of his wine in one gulp. “OK, just so you know, even though I am pretty toxic right now, it will help the process if I use one of these,” I said, pulling out the toothbrush I had next to me. “OK...did you get brushed as well?” “Yeah, my pozzer Keith brushed me before and after every fuck. It helps with the transmission. It’s uncomfortable and we don’t have to do it if you don’t like it, but it will help. “Then you should do it to me also. Since I saw you in the tattoo studio, saw your ink, I feel like we have a kind of bond that I want to solidify. I know you’re gonna poz lots of guys, but knowing I’ll be your first conquest and that really gets me going.” We made our way upstairs, me leading Justin by the hand…Still a slight tremble in his hand, but he has committed. I lay him on the bed, stripped off his shorts and shirt and placed him on all fours and spread his butt cheeks open. I wanted to get right down to business – firstly, so it would be too late for him to back out, and secondly, this wasn’t a romantic fuck, we weren’t there for that, only to get my virus into his hole, which was was pink and winking at me, and when I put my tongue to it, it tasted of soap and water. I brought the toothbrush up to his hole and let him know the next step: “Once I do this, there’s no turning back. I’m gonna brush your hole and then fuck you and cum in you with my toxic load. Once I’m in you, I won’t pull out.” I briefly flashed back to when my first gifter Eric, first brushed my hole – he put some bug-loaded precum from his hard cock on the bristles and scraped it inside my cunt, it was painful but I was so happy that even right then and there, I might be getting pozzed with his HIV seeds. “Do it to me, Sir,” Justin murmured quietly but resolutely, snapping me back to the present, “Fuck me! Poz me, please.” Slowly at first, the toothbrush went up into the pink passage and I started gently at first, moving it side to side, back and forth, in and out. He grimaced with its entry into his hole, but I reminded him this was necessary, to take a breath and work through it. There was no way I was gonna stop now. “It’s getting your hole ready to accept and absorb my toxic load,” to which he moaned more and began begged for my poz cock. So after a minute more of toothbrushing, and when I noticed a few bloody toothbrush bristles as I removed it, I lubed up my pierced poz tool and sent it straight into Justin’s hole. I teased it a bit at first, going in only halfway, pulling it out a bit I noticed that already my pre-cum beading up on my cockhead, already doing its job to infect him. After this, he would never be the same. With that and more determined than ever to begin my Pozzing Career and get into The Ten, I plunged it deep inside him, not stopping until I was balls-deep inside his brushed up cunt. “Fuck me, please, Sir, with that poz toxic cock and bring me into the brotherhood, make me yours, fill me up with your DNA and change my life.” His hole was warm and sweet and it wasn’t going to take long for my first poz-to-neg transmission to take place. He was moaning and grimacing a bit, probably from the pain of the brush, but I was undeterred. I kept my pace, driving my cock deep into his hole, back out and back in, and with every thrust, kept telling him what he was receiving: “Already, pig, my toxic pre-cum is planting itself in you, pozzing you straight into the brotherhood. Fucking little pigboy that you are, begging for dirty poz cum in your hole. Yeah, I’m gonna poz you, slut. You want my high-viral unmedicated HIV, pig?” “Fuck yes, Sir, give me that poison!” was his response as he bit down on the pillow. “And then you take my strain and spread it around, like the good poz faggot you will be!” I was getting close. I withdrew a bit, mostly cuz I was so close to cumming but also I wanted to see the results of my handiwork with the toothbrush – there was a streak of bright red on the end of my cock, my translucent toxic pre-cum flowing from my cockhead stained pink. OK, it was now time to bring this boy fully into the brotherhood. I shoved it deeper into him, thrusting it in and out some more, my poison boiling up in my balls to infect this hole, and finally it burst through in six or seven shots of sweet warm liquid virus, meeting the abrasions in his hole from the brush and impregnating him with my seed. With every pump of poz spunk, a surge of electricity went through me into him as I screamed out ‘I’m pozzing you now!” After a minute or so, I pumped out the last few drops of my HIV into his hole, reached around his chest to hold him. It was then I could feel him softly crying – I pulled out of him and held him a bit, slowly stroking his hair. His cock had spontaneously erupted as well, and there was a puddle of his negative cum on his leg. I scooped some up and brought it to his lips and told him: “This may be your last neg load ever, boy,” I told him as I slipped a plug into his hole to better absorb my gift. He was overcome with the emotions of finally succumbing to this fantasy, of finally making it a reality. “I’m so happy, these are tears of joy. Thank you, Sir, I hope it works.” “Oh, it will work baby boy. But we have to fuck again in a few minutes and then every few days for the next month. Don’t take any loads from anyone else, so I know when you go poz, it was from me. That’s how I earn my way into The Ten. With that, I propped up his legs on pillows to get an assist from good old gravity. And every time you jerk off, think to yourself how this will either be your last neg load or your first poz one.” After about 30 minutes of just holding him, my cock was ready once more and I opened him up, removed the plug and fucked him again, this second load didn't take long to come forth and again he once again softly cried as I replugged his hole now that my second batch of poison cum seeped into his system. And that is how we did it every few days, after work or early in the mornings as our schedules permitted. It revolved around getting him pozzed up – it was our only goal for these few weeks. He got adept at taking the toothbrush and over the 4 weeks, I kept track of the load count that went up his hole. “Baby boy, you’ve gotten 15 toxic loads with the toothbrush from me,” I texted him one day. There was no answer from him for a couple of days. Then, one day while I was at a work meeting, a message came through on my phone: It was a pic of a home test. Two lines. POZ. “Sir, you did it, you pozzed me! I’m so happy and proud to be carrying your strain!” I had done it! I had pozzed my first and it was this beautiful young man who would now spread the new strain around! My cock sprang to life in the middle of the work meeting. I had to make up an excuse and left the room, eagerly texting Eric and Keith and sharing the test result pic with the good news on twitter: “Proud Papa: hopefully the first of many!” Instantly, I was deluged with congratulatory messages, pictures of “Happy Fathers Day” cards, and more DMs from chasers. With a successful pozzing under my belt, I was in more demand than ever. But that was only 1 out of the 10 successful hits I needed to earn my X and get me into The Ten. And of course, I was already on the way to more conversions. TO BE CONTINUED

~Thanks for all your kind words, men, I'm glad so many of you liked Chapter I. Here now is Chapter II: The Ten: Chapter II by @Vancrawman **This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** Chapter II: First Quarry I woke up that morning still super excited and with my cock straining for attention, my mutual recharge fuckfest with Keith did nothing to dampen my horniness. I had heard that once infected, the virus demands to replicate so you get super horned up all the time, but still I resolved to hold off until I got my bio tat later that day at Eric’s studio. I checked my phone and saw several text messages. Apparently, my late night tweet announcing my level-up to POZ status was making the rounds of poz twitter and got back to several of my friends who knew of my quest: “Hey, buddy, great job, congrats! You gonna spread it around now?” “OMG, welcome to the Class of 2022, brother! Go forth and propagate!” “Super excited for you, man! It’s what you wanted and you went out and got it – and had a lot of fun along the way! So PROUD of you!” I also checked twitter and there were a lot of DMs from supposed chasers, but most of them I knew from previous interactions to be kind of flaky. Let’s see, I thought, if my change in status would get some of them to commit. Finally, another text came through – it was from a young twitter bud Caleb who was also on the chase for the upgrade to poz. We sexted back and forth a few times over the years. His profile says he’s 22 and from his pics, he’s got a great ass that has been after toxic loads for a year with no positive result: “I will fly over to you from Miami to get that toxic seed of yours, brother, just say when!” I sent some thank you texts and to Caleb, I got especially hot thinking about bugging up his sweet hole: “You make your plans, boy, and I’ll be glad to get you into the brotherhood if I can. I’m pretty toxic right now, so get on that plane!” Finally, I got out of bed, and got on with my day, not thinking more about Caleb’s text. Chasers make a lot of plans they never go through with…I know, I was a chaser myself. On this day, I planned on only working a half-day and it was all I could do to concentrate even a little on work, but eventually the time came to stop work and get marked as the toxic breeder I now was. I settled into Eric’s chair for the tattoo I had been dreaming of for years, but which I didn’t want to get until it really meant what it represented: A biohazard symbol, stylized a bit with some curves at the end of the tendrils and some shading and coloring in it, and a little blood red drop in the middle – marking me as a poz man ready to share the gift. Eric had greeted me with a warm kiss and long hug. “Congrats, brother!” How do you feel about the upgrade to poz?” “I’m so happy to finally get there, Eric, and you were a big part of breaking down that initial resistance, mate! When I came in here on that hot August day two years ago, and you were stripped down to the waist with that beautiful scorpion pointing downward to your sweet poz stick, it really help me decide to begin the chase! So you’re a big part of why I’m here today, my friend, even if it wasn’t your strain that got me over the line!” “Hey, not for lack of trying, buddy, but now we can recharge each other!” “Looking forward to that, stud” I said, “grabbing my cock in my pants which was by then fully hard. But first, mark me, man, I need to get branded now as a poz gifter!” “Let me get comfortable,” and with that, Eric strips off his shirt to reveal his well-tattooed chest with the beautiful Scorpion pointing down to his thick cock bulging in his jeans. Next to it was “XX,” meaning he was well ahead of me on this particular pozzing path. Ever since I consulted him about tattoo design two years ago, Eric has been telling me about The Ten, as they called themselves, I was desperate to poz up and join their special brotherhood. Each member must be poz-toxic and they each pledge to convert at least 10 willing chasers. Therefore, each X represents 10 guys he’s pozzed. Every time they get 10 confirmed hits, they get another X inked next to their biohazard or scorpion tat. When I first met Eric, he had only one X to mark his progress. “Eric, every time I look at that tat and the XX, I get so fucking turned on!” What must it feel like to have knocked up 20 guys?” I’m so fucking jealous and pissed that I started this so late!” “Hey man, don’t be that way, everyone gets there in their own time. I spent years on meds after I got pozzed, and even then I was so afraid of it I barely had any sex for years, until I got finally realized my destiny. We chasers and gifters all take different paths to the same place…what matters is that we get there.” “And that’s only 20 that I know about! And by the way, I’m nearer to my third X so soon there’ll be an addition right here, “ he says, pointing to an empty spot next to the two XXs. Got a couple of chasers I’ve been exclusively bugging up from the last month waiting on their fuck flu and for positive results, and then I’ll hit 30 if they come out right!” “Now sit back and relax and let’s get this tat on you to mark you for the poz predator you are!” As he worked on the biohazard tattoo now forming on my abdominals, we reminisced about how Eric bred me several times aiming to poz me, and although it ultimately wasn’t his strain that infected me, Eric and I sure had a good time trying; he pozbred me a few times, and when Eric went out of town for awhile, he recommended the hot nurse Keith to try and infect me. I gave him exclusive pozzing rights to my hole and Keith started his gifting sessions, and after some hot fucks over several weeks, some toothbrushing, and lots of toxic Keith seed, I knew it had finally happened 3 weeks later when the fuck flu hit – hard. Coming out of my reverie, I looked down at the progress and I was stunned to see so much of it filled in already, I was only barely aware of the needle inking me, marking me for life as a member of the poz club. He was about 90% done with the tat now…I had been there for 3 hours without realizing how the time was flying. “How was your fuck flu, brother?” Eric inquired. “It was rough for a few days but I was so excited and turned on by it, I knew it was finally happening, I couldn’t stop jerking off. Keith toothbrushed me hard then threw some powerful pozfucks into my hole, so I was so happy and relieved when the fuck flu hit. It’s our Rite of Passage!” “Fuck yeah,” Eric agreed. “Last night, after I left the doctor’s office, I saw some little twink of about 20 years old in the parking lot and all I wanted was to pin him down breed him with my bugs! Every guy I see is a target, my first quarry to join the poz brotherhood. I ended up with Keith doing some mutual recharging, after we had some champagne to toast my upgrade.” “You definitely see the world and the men in it in a different light, my friend,” Eric was finishing up, wiping the bloody area on my abs that now marked me for life and covering it with some moisturizer and clingy plastic film. He took a drop of my blood with his index finger and brought it up to my mouth to taste, then deeply kissed me. “OK, you know the drill with new tats, Randy,” keep it clean and dry and I can touch it up in a couple of weeks. Now get over here and breed my hole with that fresh poz seed!” With that, Eric pulled down his pants, bent over the tattoo chair and exposed his hot hairy hole to me. I knelt down to taste the passage before breeding it,and found some cum in there already. “Yeah, stopped off at the glory holes for a couple of loads this morning. Don’t know if they were toxic or not. I bred a couple holes, too, gave them both a little gift! – they don’t ask, I don’t tell!” At that, I stood up and plunged my hard poz weapon right into Eric’s bugged-up hole. “Yeah, fuck that fresh HIV into my fuckin hole, stud,” Eric encouraged. From all the poz chat while he was branding me as a POZ gifter with his needle, and now fucking Eric’s sweet pre-loaded hole, it didn’t take long for another load of fresh poz seed to burst forth down Eric’s passage. “Recharge me with that poison, stud!” he egged me on as I made my toxic deposit up my friend’s hole. All I could think was how my toxic cum was infiltrating his system, charging him up with my fresh strain, mixing with the bugs already in him to create a new, ever so different version of itself. We stayed like that for a few minutes, making sure every dirty drop of poz was delivered into Eric’s gaping manhole. Finally, we had collected ourselves and got dressed, Eric popped in a small Lucite buttplug to ensure absorption of the prize. It was then that Eric proposed a first victim for my new gifts. “Hey, Randy, I’ve got a guy coming in a few minutes for a tat, he wants just a simple Celtic thing, not any poz tattoo – at least not yet. I think he’d be perfect for conversion, I know from following his twitter that poz turns him on, but I don’t know for sure if he’s a real chaser or if he’s on PrEP…I was gonna try to knock him up but I’ll let you have this one if you want to wait around now for him, take a look at him, and let me know, I can introduce him to you.” And with that perfect timing, the potential first neg hole to get my infectious gift walked through the front door. “Hey, Eric,” he waved over to the tattoo artist. “Justin, meet my buddy Randy…He just got this new tat,” Eric replied, pointing to the wrapped up, but still visible, biohazard tattoo on my stomach. “Wow, I love it! Does that mean what I think it means?” Justin peered inquisitively at my new ink with its blood red center droplet. “Damn right. You want it? It could change your life” “Fuck yeah, I want it, man!” Justin brushed his hand gently over the biohazard. “You on PrEP? Cuz I don’t want to waste the gift if your PrEPPED up,” I cautioned. Justin, who looks about 25, sandy hair and a tight little body in his tank top and shorts, just looks up at me and says “Nope, I stopped PrEP about a month ago, I’m ready to accept my fate. Just tell me when and where, stud, I’ll take what you’ve got.” And with that, my first poz-gifting session was set up for the next night. I stopped at the drugstore on the way home and bought some new toothbrushes.

Laying out with Steve Part 2 previous... An hour later, after cleaning up. Steve lay behind me on the bed...slowly fucking me again as we watched a new porn. He fondled my hard cock as he slowly slid in and out of me. Steve leaned in close to me, "Tim...did you always want this to happen?". I waited a few seconds and thought that over. "Yes I did. I knew from first talking to you, and seeing your pictures....your gorgeous cock...full balls...tan body, I knew I wanted you in me. Did I want your poz cum in me? That I don't know, but I wanted your bare cock in me for sure. Then when I saw you naked up close...it was all I could do to resist you. I honestly loved your thinking about poz/neg sex and love. How you could resist it and that it is both men's choice. I love that." All Steve said was "thank you" and pushed into me again and came! Steve and I soon fell asleep. What a wonderful nights sleep I had while laying in his bed, the warmth, the occasional caress and being able to rest my hand on that gorgeous cock anytime I wanted, the best. I woke briefly very early in the morning, with that feeling of Steve's leaking cock between my ass cheeks...and my ass being spread open by Steve's hand. I knew he wanted in me again, and I whispered "fuck me baby, please". Steve placed his leaking cock head against my hole and pushed in. My ass was more than ready for him now, with two of loads in me already. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "I didn't want to wake you Tim, but I need to cum again, I want you to have my poz cum in you forever". He was fucking me faster now, know it was turning him on to think about spraying his seed in me once again. I reached behind me and placed my fingers along his bare shaft, "yes sir, cum in me, please cum deep in me". That was all it took for Steve to lose control. He pushed in as far as he could and I felt his cock stiffen and pulse inside of me. So many shots of his hot poz cum. we panted for a long time, him rubbing my body and telling me how hot I was and how much he loved fucking me. We were soon falling asleep again, but this time with him still in my ass. I never felt him get out of bed, but when I woke around 8am, Steve was already up, showered and gone. I found a note on the kitchen counter: Tim! What happened last night? I loved every moment of it and so glad the day, and night, went the way it did. I truly hope you are not having second thoughts or regrets today. I would love to talk to you more about last night and how you are feeling today. Please call anytime. I will be back later if you want to stick around, had to run some errands. Steve PS. I am having a pool party next weekend with a few friends, please think about coming, I would love to have you here. I read the note a second time and started to daydream about what had actually happened. From laying out to Steve cumming in me three times. While my head was all over the place with thoughts, my cock was reacting for sure. how could it not. Steve is everything I had fantasized about for so long. I needed to talk to him. I called later that evening and had a great talk with him. We talked about what my options were, but he definitely has his opinion. I absolutely loved his outlook on poz/neg sex (and love). Eventually this moved into very explicit topics, but we tried to stay away from all out masturbating on the phone! After hanging up with Steve I felt better and wasn't going to worry about things right then and there. As I got ready for bed, I logged on to BBRT once again to send Steve a quick note, but he had beaten me to it. I opened the message from Steve that basically said, "my cock is aching to breed you again Tim". That is all it took to send my cock to full hardness! I quickly wrote back, thank you dad, I fucking love your cock, and sent it. I think my choice was becoming clearer to me. I didn't want to stop Steve fucking me, at all. The week went by slowly, more slow than usual it seemed as I had already decided to go to Steve's pool party the coming weekend. Steve asked about it and I finally relented. While the party was intended to be 'clothing optional', I thought I should start in something tiny and a little see through. I chose a male see through thong bikini I found online. I tried it on as soon as it arrived. I put it on in the bathroom so I could see the results. It was incredible, but barely held my cock and balls, especially if I started to get hard. I also wanted to see it on while wearing my black rubber cock ring. I took the bikini off, but had to wait for my cock to settle down before putting on my cock ring. Once on, I modeled the bikini again, fucking nice. I had to wear this to Steve's. Soon enough Saturday arrived, it was a long week at work and without masturbating all week, and talking to Steve several times about party planning and attendees, I was leaking often. My balls were so full. I drove over to Steve's house early to help get ready for the party. I wore the bikini, and cock ring, under some loose shorts and a tshirt. I knocked on Steve's door but was let in within a minute, he must have been waiting. I immediately went to Steve and gave him a big hug, he kissed me and held my ass in his hands. I could feel him getting hard against me, loved that feeling. Steve let me go and had me step back so he could look me up and down. It is then I noticed his soiled shorts and now semi hard cock pushing against the thin fabric. His shorts were wet in several spots from his heavy precum. "Tim you look so good, is that what you are wearing today?". "Nope", I said as I pulled down my shorts to reveal the thong bikini. I did a quick turn around for Steve. "Fuck boy, you look so fucking good". Steve pulled me back to him so his hardening cock, held back by his shorts, was pushing on my bare ass cheeks. I could now feel the wetness of his precum soaked shorts on my ass. "Do we have to wait baby, I need to fuck you so bad", Steve asked. I reached behind me and gripped his big cock, "yes sir, we must wait. Some time today, I will be ass up on your bed waiting!" Steve patted my now hard cock through my bikini and said, "I can't wait". Steve and I hurriedly prepared his house for the party. Steve asked that I be in charge of drinks and refreshments, making sure his guests were taken care of. No problem here. Before the guests were to arrive, Steve said he was going to get changed into swimwear and suggested I should do the same. I followed Steve to his bedroom. Steve held up a small swimsuit for him and started stripping to change. I peeled off my shorts to reveal my suit to him. I looked at Steve and he was standing naked, cock rising as he stared at me again. "Oh Tim, this is going to be a great day". I crossed the room and rubbed his shiny wet cock head with my finger, and brought it to my mouth while looking him in the eyes. "yes it is sir! See you soon" I said as I left the room. Steve and I were finishing up, making sure there were towels and sunscreen at the ready all around the pool, even 'party' boxes with poppers and lube, but no condoms. Steve said condoms weren't necessary for this party. Guests started arriving shortly before the 'official' pool party time. Steve greeted each guest and occasionally would look for me to meet 'so and so'. A couple of occasions I could see why. One such couple was Chad and Bruce, I could tell immediately. Both were older than I, great physical shape, and wearing netting bikini's that left nothing to the imagination. Both Chad and Bruce were packing big cocks, big and soft so I could only imagine how they were when hard. "Tim this is Chad and Bruce, great friends of mine, so take special care of them" Steve said while laughing. I shook both their hands. Chad said, "great to finally meet you Tim, Steve has talked about you a lot". I looked at Steve with a 'concerned' but not really concerned look. Soon enough, most of the guests had arrived. Looking around at the guests I could tell most were older, in Steve's age range, and some younger. There were only a few 'unattached' guys it appeared, but they were involved in great conversations. Some had already taken their shorts, or swimwear off, and were sunning around the pool or in the pool cooling off. I was busy getting drinks for people, but I definitely got to be privy to some close up cock shots or conversations about sex life! It was fantastic. Every once in a while I would get close to Steve and be a part of his world. He would usually put his arm around me and cup my ass in his hands, which I loved. Soon after that I was in the kitchen, by myself, getting another round of margaritas for a trio when Chad appeared in the kitchen and asked if I needed a hand. I turned around and saw him there, see through bikini still in place but I could see it straining now. Chad's eyes were not on mine, but rather at my waist where he was just staring at my ass. "Thank you, that is sweet, but I think have it, but if you wouldn't mind can you get me three limes?". Chad moved to get the limes and put one in each cup. "Thank you for doing this Tim, and it really is great to finally meet you. Steve has chatted you up all week, so finally nice to put a....face, and ass, to the name. You know Tim, Steve has told us everything, about your weekend last week. I think it is fucking great you to finally go together." "um, everything?" I asked. "yes Tim, everything. I know you are neg and my guy got to breed you three times last weekend", Chad said. I could definitely see his cock start to strain hard against the material. Fuck! This man is hot, I mean Steve is my fantasy confirmed, but this man is hot too, and a huge cock to go with it. Just as I was about to ask Chad what he thought Steve popped in the kitchen. "ahhh, so glad you to have a chance to chat and get to know each other" Steve said as he pushed by us. "I just need to get a couple beers and I will be out of your way". I asked if he needed any help and he said "no, I got it baby, hang here with Chad and get to know him". As he said this, Steve patted me on the bare ass and squeezed my cheek. I saw Chad wink at Steve as he left the kitchen. "Yes Tim, hand with me a moment and get to know me" Chad said. "Steve is so very lucky, Bruce and I both think so. To fall for a neg guy and he to be ok with his status, wow! I love it.". Chad then reached down and pulled his bikini to the side letting his big growing cock fall out. He stroked that massive cock once and said "very lucky, damn". I was mesmerized, but needed to get these drinks out. I told Chad, I need to get these drinks out but love to chat in a bit. I proceeded to squeeze by Chad with my bare ass against him. He reached out and pulled me in tight with a bear hug, his big cock above my ass cheeks...smearing his precum all over. "I will be waiting, how about in the living room". Chad said. I quickly distributed the drinks I had, and had someone even say...what is that on his ass, it looks he brushed up against someone and then some laughing! I just smiled as I went back into the house. Chad was not in the kitchen, but I soon found him sitting in the living room, enjoying a cold drink, and cock covered once again. I got my drink and sat on the couch with him, one leg up and facing him opposite on the couch. Chad drew one leg up and re-positioned to face me. "Now, where were we?" he said. His hand had fallen to his bikini and big cock again. "Ah yes, you and Steve enjoying poz/neg sex. Can I ask, how are you feeling about it now?" Chad said while pulling the cloth back to expose his rapidly growing cock. Now it was my turn, my cock was also very hard and now leaking, after a week of sustaining this was bound to happen. "Sure. Of course I was not fully committed to making anything happen with Steve. I have grown so fond of him as a friend, of course lusted after him in my fantasy world, but didn't think it would happen. Then last weekend....wow. I couldn't refuse, he is so hot and I wanted him in me so bad, everything happened so fast, and so naturally." I was day dreaming remembering Steve fucking me hard from behind the first time. "fuck Chad, I haven't cum all week and now I have to relive that" I laughed. Chad was now slowly stroking his cock. "You know he can poz you right?. I mean I would too, given the chance", Chad said while milking a massive ooze of precum from his big cock. "fuck that is hot Chad, does Bruce know you are in here with me?" I asked. "Yes, he is the one that emboldened me to go chat with you" Chad said while laughing. "fuck Chad" I said again. "I don't think Steve would want anything to happen between us". From behind me I heard Steve say, "I wouldn't bet on that boy.". I whipped around to see Steve there. "All I ask is that you get a picture of the deed being done, and no cumming Tim...that is for me", Steve said while gripping his cock. He turned and left Chad and I alone. "Now boy, put that drink down and suck daddy's cock", Chad said while holding his hard cock in his hand. I put my drink down and got on the floor in front of Chad. I milked his oozing cock and swallowed his precum goodness. I sucked on Chad's cock as best I could, stretching my mouth. when I had Chad's cock slick with precum and spit, he told me to get up and bend over....giving my ass to his tongue. Chad tongue fucked my ass for several minutes, leaving me weak kneed and both of us moaning. Finally he leaned back and said "You need to sit on my cock Tim". I turned and straddled Chad, with his big wet dick sliding between my ass cheeks. he said, "I want to give you my poz seed boy". I looked down and now I finally saw it, a bio haz tattoo right above his cock, faint, but it was there. I moaned and reached around to guide him into my wet ass. Chad's cock head was soaking my ring and he was pushing as I pushed out to ease his cock into me. With a final 'pop' his cock head was in me and I was slowly inching down on that big dick. Chad's hands went to my waist and he slowed my decent on his cock until I had him all the way in me. He let me rest there to get used to his size, which I needed. after a minute, Chad pulled me up the length of his cock and slid me back down again. This continued for several minutes until he picked up the pace of him fucking me! "do you like my cock boy?" he said. all I could do was get short words out in moans. "fuck...love...need....your...cum". "you are going to get all of it baby boy, deep in your pussy". he said and pulled me down on his big dick one last time. I could feel him swell bigger and bigger and then I felt the throbbing of his balls pushing that hot poz cum up this is massive cock to my waiting womb. he was breeding me. my second poz man in a week. what the fuck! 🙂 my cock was oozing between us but I wouldn't dare touch my dick as I would explode. in a minute Chad reached around and pulled his still semi hard cock out of my ass and I could feel his load ooze out of me onto his balls. Then I heard the snapping of pictures. I turned to see Bruce there, cock hard, and phone in hand. "Perfect", Bruce said. Chad pulled my ass apart and asked his man, "want in baby?". Bruce tossed his phone and stepped in closer to slide his now hard leaking cock into my cunt. I couldn't believe it. Bruce wasted no time in fucking me fully and hard, and soon yelled out he was cumming! he pushed deep and started cumming, leaning in to whisper, "Steve is so fucking lucky, take my cum deep boy". "give it to me daddy" is all I could muster. After Bruce pulled out, and more cum fell out, I gathered myself and headed to Steve's bathroom to get cleaned up, but before leaving I turned to Chad and Bruce. "thank you!! that was so fucking hot and I loved every bit and ounce of it". I left them kissing and whispering. more to cum....