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FYI if you object to interracial role play this is not for you... Got the roughest bbc I've ever had yesterday. This dude hit me up on sniffies...was about 6'1, lean, 23yo, and said he was hung. I was cleaned out and looking for dick so I had him come over. He ended up having one of the longest dicks I've ever encountered...not the thickest but super long and nearly 11 hard... He gave me some rough deepthroat for a while but when I told him he should start fucking me he got serious for a moment and told me clearly that he fucks rough and that it takes him a while to cum. Said specifically he likes to go hard on white guys and told me if I wanted to back out he wouldn't be pissed cuz he didn't want to stop midway through. I almost laughed and said I'd have no problem...which I soon found out was misplaced confidence. Ended up power fucking me nearly nonstop for a bit over an hour...after about 20 minutes I started to have some trouble taking it, and at nearly 40 it almost became unbearable given how deep he was getting. At that point I started to nearly fall off the bed but he held me down and proceeded to fuck even harder, which only ended up making me piss the bed. That was pretty much the only break I got cuz he then ripped off my jock, which was soaked in piss, and shoved it in my mouth to muffle me. For the next 20 minutes or so I tried my best not to pass out several times till he eventually shot in me. Ultimately maybe the most intense fuck I've ever had. One of the first in recent memory where it actually lacked pleasure for me but where I kept going out of a need to please such a young dominant alpha. Plus the feeling of being rearranged inside, while uncomfortable, gave me an intense satisfaction.

I was bored. I had had a row with my girlfriend and she hadnt called in 3 days. To make matters worse she was going on a week’s holiday tomorrow with her girlfriends. That meant it would be nearly two weeks before I would fuck again. I was already feeling a bit horny. The row was about something stupid. She knew about my small fetish for watching blow job porn with the guy cumming over the girls face. What she didn’t know was that sometimes I wished I was the girl not the guy. That had been increasing over the last few months though and she had found a couple of porn clips of guys sucking cock in my internet history. I blagged that it was accidental and it had just apppeared on my screen after a straight blow job clip but she wasn’t having any of it, hence the row. ‘ ’I’ll just leave you to your faggot porn then!’ She had shouted as she slammed the door. I knew she would come back but thought it would be before now. However , I was feeling horny. I google searched a chat line as I was playing gently with my cock, and watching the cocksucking porn I had on. I decided to try a gay line, I hadn’t done it before and it was anonymous so who would know? I recorded a brief ‘about me’ message saying I was inexperienced, hoping a daddy type might take interest. After two or three flaky messages that I didn’t return, I heard a deeper voiced ad, that got me going. ‘Daddy here , experienced, looking to teach and pass on his experience to newbies’ He sounded hot. I left a message explaining this was only the third or fourth time I had been on the line and was looking to learn. I didn’t want to sound a complete novice. I had no intention to meet him, it was anonymous wank porn after all. He replied to my message, ‘im happy to teach willing learners who are open minded. Where are you based boy?’ I responded truthfully, his voice just sounded as though I had to tell him everything. ‘ That’s the next town to me, I’m only six miles away ‘ he replied. ‘So do you like sucking cock boy?’ He asked ’Yes ‘ I replied ‘ and swallowing cum’ . Why did I add that ? I wondered. It was probably something to do with the porn I was watching, the girl was taking a good face fucking and getting a mouthful of the guys cum as well. My cock was hard as I was stroking it. My sensible reasoning brain was gone, replaced by horny cock brain. ‘Good boy! ‘ came the reply ‘have you a pen? Take down this number and come off the line. Send me a text. And don’t cum before you do’ . I hung up and scribbled down the number, he could tell I was wanking then. I was horny. Another girl was sucking cock on the iPad I front of me. Without stopping to think I just sent a quick text saying ‘hi’ , then returned to watching the blowjob, stroking my cock slowly. I didn’t want to cum too soon. My phone rang, breaking my concentration on the screen. ‘Hello’ I answered, without concentrating. ‘Hello Neil, this is Brad, we were just speaking on the line’ . I recognised the deep voice. ‘Oh, hi ‘ was all I could stammer. ‘it’s ok, I’m guessing you’re playing with your boner then , Neil? Are you? ‘ ’erm yes’ I stuttered. ‘That’s ok, but I have an idea! Why don’t you come round here, and let me help you with that, I’m sure you’ll like it, and I can start your lessons if you like? You will be able to suck my cock and swallow my cum just like you really want?’ His location pinged on my phone with the address. ‘See you in 20 mins, don’t be late’ and he hung up. Fuck I thought! I was still horny, I hadn’t cum. Should I go or just shoot my load now and forget it. He seemed a decent guy and I had always wanted to try sucking cock. Just as a one off to scratch the itch. I was straight after all, with a girlfriend.He didn’t sound creepy, ‘fuck it’ I thought. I have his address so if he tries weird shit I know where he lived. That meant he was genuine to my horny cock brain. I pulled up my jeans and stuffed my boner away, slipped on my trainers and grabbed my keys. ‘On my way’ I texted as I started the car. I wondered what lay in store as I followed the sat an. At least I would get to finally suck cock …. Though I remembered I did say I swallowed. The thought got me hard again as. I turned into Brad’s Avenue. to be continued ………

I woke up during the late afternoon, and hauled myself off the bed. I padded through to the bathroom, took off the leather restraints and got into the shower for the second time that day, this time to clean up the remnants of the latest set of guys to use me. Once finished and towel-dried, I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself for a while. There I was, still the same guy on the outside, but now changed in so many other ways. No longer a straight guy who liked to have some fun with other men between relationships. Probably on my way to having HIV. Happy. Yes, happy. A man who is attracted to women should not be pleased about resigning himself to a life of being used by other men, but I could not deny that the decisions I had taken over the last few hours had calmed something inside me. Maybe, I wondered, this was a sign that I wasn't so straight after all, if I ever was. But yet, even in that moment of staring at whoever it was I had become, I could not deny that it was women who got me aroused. I chuckled to myself as I thought of what a psychoanalyst would do with someone whose wiring was so clearly messed up. Then there was the virus. I don't know how many of the loads I had taken on the heath had been toxic, but every single one that had gone inside me in that bedroom this morning had been. My hole had been roughed up by all those piercings, and I could not see how I was headed for anything except conversion. I had heard about some sort of drug that you could take, a bit like a morning after pill, but it did not seem to register that this was an option for me. I was going to become poz, and that's all there was to it. This was all a bit too much to think about, so I shook my head and then looked around the bathroom. I was pleased, perhaps a bit surprised, to see my watch, chains, wallet and other bits still sitting on the countertop where I had dumped it all while my clothes were put into the machine, so I re-blinged and then carried the rest back out into the bedroom. It was then that I noticed my clothes neatly folded on a chair, so clearly one of the hosts had slipped in while I was passed out. That was sweet, I thought. I got myself dressed, and then decided to open up the doors into the garden so I could have a cigarette. I wasn't sure where my hosts were, but a bit of nicotine was needed before I headed upstairs to investigate. I should probably go home too, I decided. I enjoyed the smoke in the warm afternoon sun, so lit another shortly after. Once that was done, I went back through the bedroom and upstairs. Just as I reached the hallway, the pierced guy emerged from what I could see was a big kitchen. "Ah, there's our juicy cumdump" he said, smirking at me. "Hi" I said. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Not sure" I replied. "A bit sore." "Well, not too sore I hope" he said, his expression now taking on a bit of a leer. "We have plans for you." "You do?" I asked, rather hesitantly. "Hell yes" he said. "The video from this morning are already very popular, so you're much in demand." "Video?" I croaked. "Oh yes" he said, grinning. "Every moment was captured and live-streamed, and the recording has got very popular in even just a few hours." I gulped. OK, it was one thing to have submitted myself to that gangbang, but another for it to be out there in full public view. "You...you filmed it?" I asked. "Can...can you see my face?" "Of course" he replied, as though it was nothing. "Pozzing videos are always more popular when you can see the bottom accepting their fate." At this point I mentally shut down. Somewhere, out there, was a video showing me willingly taking toxic load after toxic load. Whatever hazy plans I may have had about keeping my new life from my friends and family, there was now a good chance that my cover was going to be blown. My cousin, my sister's brother-in-law, even one of the two gay guys on my football team. Any of them could be into this stuff. "What's more" the pierced guy continued, "we've had an offer in from an acquaintance of ours who rather enjoyed having something to watch with his lunch." "What kind of offer?" I asked, glancing back up at him after staring at the floor for quite a while. "Well, he's got a load of guys assembling at his club tonight for a bit of fun together, and he thinks you will be the perfect star attraction." He paused, perhaps waiting for me to say something. "You know, sort of a live-action sequel to this morning." "Oh god" I sighed, looking back down. "You said you were free all weekend" he suggested. "No real reason to leave those guys unsatisfied, is there?" "I was going to go home" I mumbled. He walked over to me, and put his hand on my shoulder. "Son" he said, causing me to look up at him. "You bent over a log on the heath and took what was coming to you for hours last night. You didn't fight when we suggested you lie down on the bed and take on another group of men this morning. This is who you are. Just embrace it." "I'm straight" I croaked out. "Yeah, well, boo for you" he said, smiling warmly at me. "You're a cumdump, soon to be a poz cumdump. Anything else is just a distraction." I stared into his eyes for a moment, then nodded and looked back down to the floor. "Good lad" he said, patting my shoulder a couple of times. "Now, seeing as you're not going anywhere, why don't I make you a drink or two before we get you ready for tonight." "I'm hungry" I said, still looking at the floor. "For food" I added, feeling I needed to clarify what I meant. "OK" he said, "but we can't be filling you up, not with what you've got ahead of you." He turned and went back into the kitchen, and I paused for a moment before following him in to see his partner sitting at a big glass dining table reading a newspaper. "We on?" he asked, looking up at the pierced guy. "We're on" he replied, grinning at his partner. "Good lad" said the other, turning to looking at me. Good boy. Good lad. I was starting to feel like a pet dog to these two. But hey, I guess that's what I was sort of becoming...

PART 7: The Saturday I talked with Robert pretty much every evening during the week, each night our conversations ended up in fine detail over how he liked to fuck me and how much I loved his cock in me. More and more intense, until we were so close to cumming we new to stop the conversation. On Thursday of that week, I was sent a picture...it was a picture of Robert's and John's hard cocks, both men were leaking precum in anticipation of the weekend. Robert said John had dropped by for a drink and the picture was the outcome. Lovely. Finally, Friday night our last message was after our phone conversation, and before Robert went to bed. "Tim, laying here trying to sleep, but I am hard and my cock is leaking. My shorts are soaked with my poz precum waiting for you baby. Sleep good" Great, that was all I needed to settle in for a restless night of sleep! 🙂 I was to arrive at Robert's at 1pm on Saturday. I was up early in anticipation, hornier than I had been in months. After cleaning out twice, all the while trying to keep my mind off of the days events, I put on my favorite black jock, loose fitting shorts, and a tee shirt. I was already to go. I arrived at Robert's just before the set time. Robert was waiting for me in the open door way. He was just so handsome standing there, white tank top and white, tight, biker shorts. In the right light I could make out a dampness and the end of his very prominent black cock. We hugged immediately. This was a very tight, long, hug where I got to tell him, "I missed you baby". Robert separated a little bit and kissed me deeply and my hand immediately dropped to his shorts where I could guide my hand up and down his growing shaft. His cock was getting harder by the second and now I could feel the cock ring he was wearing. Robert pulled back and said, "fuck Tim. I want you so bad. We need to be good and wait for John, he is on his way." "Of course, we must wait, but I am so excited Robert". I said. We parted finally and Robert shut the door behind me. As he was behind me, I undid the button on my shorts and let them fall, revealing my black jock and bare ass to him. "do you like sir?". I felt Robert's hand on my ass cheek, drawing an imaginary line from under my cheek to the top of my ass and back down through my crack. "fuck Tim, I want in that ass so bad". I kicked my shorts up and caught then, laying them on the back of the couch. I turned to look at Robert, noticing that the small wet spot I had barely seen before had now grown in his shorts as was very prominent. I traced my finger tip across that wetness and put my finger in my mouth. "and I need to taste that, Robert". I saw his cock twitch in his shorts. "We better go relax and cool down until John gets' here", Robert said. He cupped my ass as he passed me, "let's wait in the living room". I followed Robert into the familiar living room and porn was playing quietly on the television. It looked to be some sort of bareback porn with a lot of different cum shots. My favorite. "Love the movie Robert". I said while sitting down on the couch. "I thought you might, a lot of great fuck and cum scenes in this one. reminds me of you Tim". "would you like some water Tim?" Robert asked. "sure, I would love a glass". I said to Robert He headed back into the kitchen while I watched the hot porn. Of course my cock was straining against my jock now. I was mesmerized and didn't hear John enter. "Now that is fucking hot" John said. He startled me, as I was so engrossed in the current scene. I turned to see John standing there, gorgeous as he was. John had on a tee shirt, jock, and nothing else. His jock seemed to be packed full of his big cock and my eyes went right to that package. I stood and went right to him and embraced this hot older man. "Hi John, great to see you again". Both of John's hands went to my ass, cupped my ass and lifted me up a little. "fucking great to see you too, Tim. I have really been looking forward to this day". John ground his growing cock into my cock before letting go of me. "Shall we grab a seat and wait for Robert?". John said. "You bet." John adjusted his big cock inside of his jock strap. I sat back down on the couch and adjusted my jock as well. John sat in the lounger across from the couch. He put his feet up on the table, legs a little spread and release his huge balls and cock from his cock. I couldn't do anything but stare at the sight before me. John had a black cock ring on and his balls were still, huge. i could see the top of John's cock leaking and he wiped away a growing drip and wiped it on his lips. "ahhhh, that's better". John said and smiling at me. I just stared as Robert back back in with a couple glasses of water. Setting the waters down Robert sat next to me on the couch. "I see you got a head start on his" Robert said to John, nodding at his exposed hard cock. "couldn't help it, your boy did that to me as soon as I saw him in that jock" John said. "Same for me, trust me. As soon as he got here I started leaking like crazy...little tease". we all laughed. "I might as well get comfortable too" Robert said while standing to remove his tight shorts. As he pulled the stretchy material down, his cock go harder and wetter. Robert had a silver metallic cock ring on and his cock sprang free from the pressure of those biker shorts. Once he had the shorts off we all admired his thick cock that was leaking. Robert gave his cock a good long stroke and said, "Tim why don't you show John your jock and ass". Robert sat down as I stood up and took off my tee shirt. I turned to show John my ass and bent over grabbing the back of the couch, exposing my ass for John and Robert. I pulled one cheek aside showing them both my pink tight hole. Robert reached up with his hand and pulled my other ass cheek aside and rested his big finger tip on my hole. "your tight ring feels so hot baby" My hand covered his hand and my finger pushed his finger into my hole, "only until you both fuck me, baby". I said and looked into his eyes. I looked over my should and saw John stroking his big cock, gathering each drop of precum to use as lube. "John, please eat my tight pussy", I said to John. John hopped up and came to me. Robert removed his finger as John knelt and took both ass cheeks in his hands. John buried his face in my ass and I bent over a little more, moaning as I felt his tongue open me and start to rim my ass, shoving his tongue deep in me. Robert had gotten up from the couch and walked around to the back so his cock was near my now lowered head. Robert took my chin in his hands, lifting my head slightly, "suck my cock boy" as he guided his big black cock to my mouth with his other hand. I could taste the saltiness of Robert's precum as I struggled to take that cock in my mouth. I was drooling all over the place, but I know Robert didn't mind at all. I held his balls in my one free hand, squeezing them lightly, knowing they had to be full of my poz sperm and probably aching. I moaned aorund Robert's cock because John was pleasing my ass like I have never been rimmed before. His enthusiasm at preparing my hole was incredible and I was pushing my ass back onto his tongue more. Robert pulled his wet cock from my mouth, "should we move this downstairs where we can get you on the table?" "Yes please", I said. John gripped my ass hard and stood....letting his leaking cock slide against my ass cheek. "fuck yes, and don't forget, we need pictures of my cock in you Tim". I smiled at Robert, I am glad he remembered the pictures. We all grabbed our waters and headed to the basement's massage room. My two sexy older friends were rock hard, cock's swaying, Robert leading me and John following behind. What a dream this is for me. A soft instrumental was playing for ambiance as we entered the warm room. The massage table was ready to go and there were candles burning. I saw lube on a table along with Robert's phone, for picture taking I assumed. We all set our drinks down. Robert removed his tshirt in front of me and we embraced, feeling his cock leaking against my stomach. John came up behind me and ran his hands up along my sides and then pressed his cock into my butt and started kissing my neck. "get on the table boy". Robert told me. I moved to the table and laid down on my back, pulled my legs up and spread them. John got down between my legs and started eating my pussy again, another coating of his saliva to hopefully help him invade me with his hard cock! I started moaning out loud and turned to Robert, "let me taste your cock baby". Robert obliged and stood next to me, cock slowly sliding between my lips. I held on to Robert's shaft with one hand and tried to take as much of that dick in my mouth as I could. I was constantly swallowing precum as Robert was flowing with full balls. I felt John pull his face away from his ass, not sure what was going on until he grabbed both of my legs and pulled me down further on the massage table. "I need to fuck you boy". John said as he laid his hard cock next to mine. John looked at Robert, "do you mind?". "No, please fuck my boy full so I can fuck him", Robert said. "good" is all John said as he put my legs on his shoulders and guided his cock to my ass. I could tell John was leaking like crazy....he rubbed that cock head all over my hole, getting me ready for his cock. John looked at me intensely and said, "I have waited for this moment Tim, to fuck and breed you again. Robert is going to take pictures of my cock in you, me cumming in you, and your hole after I pull out. I want to see those so bad, but first...take my cock". John pushed into my tight ass. The pressure before he popped in was intense and when my ring finally gave way he slide in an inch or two then paused to allow my ass to expand. Robert had moved away from the table, but was back and now holding poppers under my nose. I took a big inhale to let the chemical flow into me...my ass relaxed and John started pushing more. I kept inhaling until John was fully inside of me. "mmmmmm, take my poz cock deep Tim, you need my special cum". John said. I just nodded as my eyes rolled back in my head. "Fuck my boy John, fuck him good and give him your poz load. I know you want to cum my friend". John pulled out half way and slid back in, then pulled out a little further and pushed back in. Finally he pulled almost all the way out and slid back in. He continued full strokes in and out of me and I could tell by the look on his face he was loving my tight ass. Robert had picked up his phone and was now down near John's cock and my ass...capturing the action in some great pictures. Robert would give John direction, such as "pull out so just the tip of your cock is in him" and "pull out and lay your big cock on his balls". Of course John took direction well and did as Robert suggested. John looked at Robert, "I need to cum bud...this boy's ass is tight and I haven't cum all week. are you ready?". Robert got the phone ready to capture my breeding, "fuck yes John, fill his ass up with your load". John started speeding up. I was watching him and his face, pure ecstasy, but it was then I noticed my cock was hard and just flowing cum with each thrust by John. I knew John was getting close as he started talking more, dirty talking. "fuck yeah...I love your ass boy. you want daddy's load? you want my toxic cum boy?". John's moaning was sex talk was getting louder. "fuck me daddy, give me your cum, flood my gut with your load". I moaned in unison with him. I noticed Robert's cock, it was swollen so hard and just dripping precum, and he was just watching the action. John started moaning louder and yelled, "I am cumming boy, take my poz seed", as he shoved deep in me and I could feel his seed hitting my back wall, I could sense some pain there, but I didn't care. I was getting what I wanted from John and he from my tight ass. John stood motionless as his balls drained into me. minutes went by as he got quieter and quieter, finally his head hit my stomach as his cock started to slip out of me. "Tim, that was incredible. Thank you!". Robert was immediately taking pictures of my open ass with John's cum drops around my hole. He then took a shot of John's softening, wet, cock! "This is perfect" and "these are great" is all Robert kept saying. "Enough of this shit", Robert said while throwing his phone on the floor. "I need to cum boy". Robert took my legs in his hands and proceeded to guide his dripping cock to my hole. "Get ready boy, we both need this bad". "Fuck me daddy". I said while looking him in the eyes. "Make me yours". Robert guided his cock head just past my ring and then slid balls deep into me, into his boy. I felt his cock head hit my back wall and pushing past my second ring. My cock was oozing again. "I am going to knock you up baby, my poz load passed your second ring. get ready boy". Robert said while pulling all the way out and shoving hard back in again, these deep long thrusts kept going, over and over. I laid my head back and thought I would pass out from the pain and pleasure. John held the poppers to my nose once again, saying "let go Tim, let him knock you up deep". Robert was getting louder now, "take my black cock boy, let me knock you up. Do you want my seed boy? Want me to own your cunt?" "yes sir, make me yours, please daddy, please". I just kept begging him to breed me. Without much notice Robert did just that. He pushed into me, passed that second ring, and held still. His cock was now pulsing and I could feel a different pressure in my ass, almost my guts, his poz cum blasting into me. With that last bit of pressure my cock just started exploding alll over my stomach and waist. stream after stream flew out of my hard cock. I was now moaning deliriously. Without pulling out, Robert felt to my chest and I wrapped my legs around him to keep him in me. Robert looked up, "I love you Tim. You are now mine"

I want to share with You situation which took place few weeks ago. For Your knowledge, I am totally submissive an I love being cumdump. I received a message from one of my fuck buddies who knows very well what kinks I like, asking me if I'm up to have fun during the weekend. Of course I agreed, and he only answered me that there will be suprise for me. I went to his place when it was the time and it began quite normally we had some fun together and he came in my ass, but after that he said that it's time for suprise. He roped me and covered my eyes that I couldn't see anything. I was lying on the bed when I heard that someone else is entering the flat. After few moments I felt cold hands on my ass as I heard unzipping the pants. It didn't take much time, when I felt cook in my ass. That was the moment when I realized that one of my dreams is coming true. I don't know how much time did it take, but I heard only new people entering the room,fucking my ass and my throat. It didn't take long time when I felt cum dripping from my hole. After some time I think after 10 or more guys fucked me my ass was totally destroyed and then I my friend changed my position, that he could slip under me and push his dick in my sloppy ass. Then I felt second dick emerging my hole. It was so wonderful feeling when this two guys were fucking me. After one came in my ass I thought that there was no one else in room, but I was wrong. There were still few guys waiting to dubble penetrate me. Whole action took two hours. When everyone went out I was allowed to take off my blindfold, and what I saw was amazing. There was cum everywhere. I couldn't resist, but I grabbed some cum from my legs and tasted it. It was really delicious. When I talked to my friend he told me that there were 15 different guys, but some of them came few times (he himself came in me 3 times) so I am sure that I received at least 20 shots in my ass. That was the best gift that I ever received. And I want more of it!

I didn’t know how long I had been there for. I had lost count of the number of guys who had fucked and bred me. It might have been a lot or maybe just a few. I was exhausted, I was still sweating profusely, feeling hot as fuck. The sheet covering the mattress was drenched in sweat and cum. A bottle of poppers which had not been closed tightly enough was soaking the pillow, diffusing the strong scent across the small room. The place was reeking of man sweat, and I finally noticed the smell was coming from me. My ass had been empty for maybe a few minutes and I thought it was over. I was still blindfolded and couldn’t see if my room was empty or not. My senses were all messed up. My mouth was dry. I needed some air and water. I moved to get up with difficulty, but I was immediately pushed back down by a firm hand on my chest. “I’m not done with you, boy. It’s my turn” a deep voice said. I was out of breath, with my head buzzing, and couldn’t even form a sentence to answer. “I gave your ass to all those guys, you don’t think I deserve a go?”. “Yes” I managed to say. Fingers were inside my hole. “Look at this, you’re dripping cum” as cummy fingers were being pushed into my mouth. “Lick” I was ordered. As I was obeying, I felt a dick entering my ass again. “So good! No need for lube, sliding right in”. I could feel a breath in my neck, some chest fur rubbing on my body. I was feeling a heavy body weighing on mine, fit but not muscular. My hands were held firmly above my head by a strong grip. The breathing was now close to my ear. “I loved watching you taking loads after loads, like the good slut you are” was whispered in my ear. “I love stupid boys like you. You took whatever I gave you, you took all the loads I told you to take, no questions”. “Now you’ll have to face the consequences.”

How did I slide so far. My 18th birthday finally arrived and I packed a rack sack and fucked off out of the door away from my homophobic arsehole parents. I had an offer from a small company to do some modelling once I turned 18 today 😊 being blond 5ft 5 and 120 pounds I was slight with perfect modelling features once I turned 18 today 😊, so I give them a quick call and they email me a train ticket. I was really excited when I arrived at the reception as it looked so professional, soon enough I was greeted by a mixed-race stunning guy who said he that we have a lot of paperwork to read through, understand and only sign if I was happy. First thing I had to do was prove my age so he made me pull out my ID hold it up and he took a picture of me holding it, okay he brought out the paperwork it was massive with a lot of detail, do I really have to read all of this or can I just sign, he said sure and asked me to initial each page and sign the back, which I duly did “mistake” once done he said great lets get you into wardrobe. He showed me into another room took hold of my wrist and put a cuff on and repeated the process, don’t worry this all part of the look we are going to give you. He raised my arms and attached the hooks to clamps hanging from the ceiling, now I was worried and asked him to let me down, no chance you should have signed the contract it’s legally binding. To which he opened another door and said to he’s ready. In came 6 old guys all really old thin and wasted. There were cameras set up as the guys circled me, one of them fitted a mouth stretcher at which point they stop and lined up 3 either side and camera man side okay action. The Mixed-race guy came into shot and said, this is Tim its his 18th Birthday and these guys are going to give him a POSITIVE birthday present, as I swung the guys stripped their clothes. Remember this is all about Tim and setting him on his new journey as cumdump he is a Virgin and has signed away all his rights so make sure this has a Positive ending. Once all the guys were naked one of them said we are a HIV fellowship and its out honour to be welcoming you Tim to the brotherhood, you will be going home with one of us and we will be sharing you with our friends and fellow brothers. Each one of these guys had Biohazard tattoo’s above their shaved cocks. They started circling me at this point and one of the guys removed my belt as he was fondling my junk, why was I getting hard, with that I was raised totally off the floor and my jeans and socks pulled off, my tee shirt was ripped off and I was left in my boxers, soon enough I have 6 pairs of hands fondling my body, one guy worked his hand under my boxers and started pulling my balls and cock, I also felt a set of hands on my peachy bubble butt, in a flash my boxers were ripped off and my hard cock sprung up to a large cheer from the guys. One of the guys said get the clippers and lets get Tim shaved, Cumdump’s don’t have hair and they started shaving my head, then armpits and pub’s, I thought that was it when the camera man said cut. When he said Action they covered my head, cock, balls, armpits with shaving foam and took razors and shaved me smooth, once I was shaved there was a shout of cut from the Camera man and they washed me down. Action and the filming started and the guys spun me around showing off my hairless body, once they had stopped I felt a marker pen writing on the small of my back just above my butt later I would find out it read VIRGIN POZ CUM ONLY INSERT HERE To be continued if you want?????

On a rare rainy day in So.Cal. I met a construction worker at an ABS and we went back to his place. While we were fucking, his roommate came home. His roommate was my former jr. high gym teacher. Long story short, a good time was had by all.

God knows what time of the night - or morning - it was now. I was up on a small stage in a rather dingy basement club, currently squatting down with two enormous cocks in my hole. By this point I was so used and stretched out that, while feeling pretty stuffed, I wasn't in any pain from the double penetration. The pierced guy was next to me holding on to my big silver chain, which they had attached to a hoop on a big wide leather collar they had put me in. My wrists were back in the restraints from earlier in the day, only this time they had been clasped closely together in front of me using my chunky bracelet as a connecting double chain. I was otherwise just wearing a black leather jockstrap the guys had given me, and my own Timberland boots. Prior to being in this position, but after having been taken doggy style on a fuckbench by a whole succession of men, I had been lying in a sling and looking up at the boots worrying about the numerous cum stains possibly ruining them. Strange to be focusing on an issue like that while load after load of toxic splooge was being ejaculated into me by a horde of bears. They weren't completely ruthless, allowing me regular gulps of water, and even taking me upstairs a couple of times for a cigarette break. During these breaks some fellow smokers among them chatted to me in a casual, friendly way that seemed at odds with the role I was playing tonight. The role I guess I would be playing a lot more from now on. I just went with the flow, deciding that I would properly go home on Sunday and start to deal with all of this then. I guess I would have to start by finding a new place to live. Maybe some new clothing. How the mind wanders once the sex has been going on for a while. The double-fucking was a new experience to me, but after the initial pain of the first go, I was actually pretty into it. In a life that was clearly now going to be driven by a need for cock, getting two of them at once was actually a pretty efficient way forward and one I would be repeating for sure. I would have to buy some bigger toys to keep me in shape. As the two guys in me sped up to a faster rhythm in anticipation of gifting me again, something caused me to turn my head a bit. There I could see the pierced guy's partner holding up a phone and filming me, but rather than be as horrified as I had been earlier on today, this time I just looked straight at the lens as I bounced up and down. "Yes lad" said the pierced guy from next to me. "Show all those hungry fuckers at home what they're missing." I started bouncing a bit hard, then decided to properly go for broke. "No-one needs to miss out on anything" I said, loud enough that I thought it would be picked up over the noise in the room. "My arse is open to any guy that wants it." "Yeah?" said the pierced guy, playing along. "Yes" I almost growled, really starting to hammer myself up and down. "No load refused." "Old, young, fat, thin, clean, diseased" the pierced guy reeled off. "You'll take them all, right?" "I'll take them all" I shouted, slamming myself down onto the cocks in my hole, pushing their bearers over the edge. I panted heavily while staring at the phone. "My name is Christian Berg, I'm straight, my arse is full of poz cum, and I will take any load." A round of applause went up from the rest of the guys in the room, and after filming for a moment or two longer, the pierced guy's partner lowered the phone. "Good lad" whispered the pierced guy, having bent forward so he was next to my ear. "That's the way to end a live stream." I bowed my head, continuing to pant as I felt the cocks in me slowly begin to soften. There was still a lot of energy in the room, so I didn't expect this to be ending anytime soon. However, it did feel like something else had just ended. I had not attempted to hide my face. I had used my real name. I was going to get found out, and it was not going to be pretty. Still, I would surely have some time to prepare for that. It was only then, as his partner approached us and got into the better light over the stage, that I recognised the distinctive blue/white stripes and yellow lion insignia on the case of the phone he had been using to film. IFK Gothenburg official merchandise. Just like the case my grandfather had bought last time I'd gone over to visit. Oh fuck, that was my phone...

Part 4 I put on the singlet I was handed. I was lucky if this thing went 3 inches down my thigh and it's tight enough you can see the contours of my cage in it.... the cage in it, it's not mine I'm going to do what it takes to get it back to the one that owns it. I look at the rest of myself now and again it's really tight so it shows off my body you can see the muscles I already have. Nothing too special but with the neck line going down pass my pecs and arm holes are big enough that if I had decent lats they would would shoot out perfectly. But for now it's just slightly toned and pretty boxy looking. I start putting my shoes and socks on when Sir Nate walks up and stops me. "I think you look better bare for don't you agree?" I nod "I'm sorry I didn't quite hear that" I look up at him. He is wearing a dark green singlet with a similar cut to mine the big difference is his size. You can see cleavage his pecs are so big and the neck line is so low you can see part of his bio hazard tattoo. His bulge definitely goes lower than the legs and his lats are so massive if he didn't have such big arm holes he'd probably tear the shirt. "Sorry Sir. Yes Sir" "Yes what?" "Yes my feet look better bare Sir" "So bare is better?" "Yes Sir. Bare is better Sir" he got a wicked grin at that response. "Are you sure we won't get in trouble Sir" "No no no. I know the owner I helped him out in the past and he let's me wear what I want at the gym. As long as it's early enough in the morning." We walk out of the change room I assumed no one would be there because of the time of day, but boy was I wrong. I walk out and there is about 20 bodybuilders working out doing various work outs around the gym. "This is body builder hour it started half an hour ago. I like to show up late so all the guys check me out." We walked over to some machines not in use and everyone stops and checks us out. Sir Nate gets some head nods of approval while I get glares at best. I don't think they are hostile towards me I'm just intruding on their time. We work out pretty hard for an hour and a half. Which is longer than I'm used to so my singlet is drenched and I'm sore all over. Sir Nate leads me to the change room and as I'm about to take the singlet off he recommends I wear it to fag school. I wanted to protest but the smell he gives off is to much for me and just throw my jeans and t-shirt on over top. "You did a really good job today boy. I think even after your done fag school you'll be joining me for work outs." He said to me as I left the change room. His compliment made my face grow flush. Why did this guys opinion matter to me so much. I get to Jackson's house and he let's me in right away. "Before we begin fag school. I figured you would be hungry let's cook breakfast." I follow him into the kitchen and he gives me a more hands on lesson on how he does breakfast. I remember some of what he told me from the first time and I even pick up on some basic food stuff. We eat rather quickly (he was right i was starving) and we go to his bed room for our 'lesson'. "So I want to explain the set up for what's going on here. I'm pretty sure you've had at least one rule so far that refered to a master. If you want the rest of the rules until that cage is off I will be acting as your master." I nodded not wanting to speak with out permission. " you follow the rules and when you learn them all I take the cage off. Does that make sense?" "Yes" I said quickly. "Good so what was rule 2 again" fuck I was actually going to have to learn these wasn't I. "I don't remember." He looked at me disappointed. "I will give you a pass this one time but moving forward rule 2 is in effect at all times do I make myself clear?" "Yes" "Good. Rule 2: if you ever dare ask for something you must offer something grater in return." OH great if I want a rule I have to offer something greater in return. "Do you have anything to offer?" "My cock Sir?" "I'm glad you offered me you cock. The conditions for it this time is I get to tie you down" oh great I guess he thinks I'm gonna run for it. He was right of course but still. I think for a moment. "Fine" I said it's been too long since I've cum. I'm a twice a day kind of a guy at lease. Now having 0 a day is brutal. I lay on his bed and he ties my wrists to his head board and my feet to the bottom of his bed. I'm spread eagle in the singlet. He pulls my dick through the leg hoel so he can get access to it. He doesnt unlock my... his cage right away because he doesnt care about it yet, he had one goal. He goes to work right away kissing smelling licking just enjoying my state after the workout. "I love a good himbo. When you get the size you'll be a perfect little tool. It feels really good and it relaxes me to the point I almost fall asleep but that's when he unlocks me and I get hard instantly. It strains so much it almost hurts that how desperate I am to cum. And then he starts sucking. My God it felt like he went for 5 hours on me but after seeing the clock it was only 3 min. When I erupted it was like a volcano. His mouth clamped down on me but I could feel that I shot the biggest load of my life. The climax makes me a but dizzy and I start to drift off. I feel him putting the cage back on and I'm out like a light. I wake up half an hour later. When I wake up I was untied and it a thong similar time what body builders wear during competitions. It does wonders for my ass, even I would want to fuck the furry thing. But it does nothing for Mt cock. I pull down the underwear and see he had changed caged again. I realize I woke up not from being rested but from discomfort. He has locked me in a nub an inch at most maybe even half an inch. Fuck. I go down stairs and he's gone already there a note on the table. *I hope you didn't sleep too long you have to go home to your wife to make sure she doesn't get suspicious it is Sunday after all. Here are some ground rules as well if you fail any of them I won't tell you any new rules for a full week. 1 you will only wear jockstrap and thongs until the cage is off and I will require photo proof of this. 2 you will only wear what ever Sir Nate tells you to at the gym and when at the gym you must treat him as your master in my place. 3 you will keep coming to my place and the gym every day until the cage is off. I'm sure Nate has already informed you of some of them but I wanted you to know nothing he says is optional. I also give you a key to my house so that you can lock up or come in when I need you to and I'm not there. Talk soon, Master Jackson* He was right Sundays are usually my day with my wife, we watch TV shows together. She might get concerned if I'm not home soon but she also can't see me in a bright yellow thong. I take it off and throw on some boxer briefs and head home. We were a few hours into our shows when I got a text message. *10 min face and thong together* It was from Jackson. He wasn't serious was he? I left the thong at his place so the earliest I could do a photo would have been 30 min so I chose to ignore it. 11 min later I got another message *have it your way*

Im a married daddy with 2 daughters. One day I hooked up with a gay guy who introduced me to bareback chemsex . He took my virginity on the first time and shot big load deep inside my virgin asshole. He turned me from a straight top daddy into a submissive bottom pig for his raw cock.

The two burly men and I set off across the heath, and along the way they talked to me a bit. For some reason I just told them everything, about being a cock-loving straight guy who had kept it all repressed for too long while trying to be a good boyfriend. They seemed pretty interested by this, and commented on how I had really "thrown the shackles off" in coming up there that night. They shared a look with each other when I mentioned that my girlfriend was away for a month and I was just going to be taking it easy for the rest of the weekend. When we got to their house, which I noted to be pretty large and expensive-looking, they directed me to a door that led down to a sort of basement that had been converted into a self-contained flat opening onto the garden, showing just how hilly it was here given the front door upstairs was at street level. There was a big bathroom down there, and they had told me to just take as long as I needed to get clean while they put my clothes into the machine for a fast wash-and-dry cycle. It had initially been a bit awkward getting down to my underpants in the hallway on the ground floor in front of both of them, but needs must. After I showered and got myself towel-dried in the bathroom, I emerged to find the two of them waiting for me in the living area of the garden flat. "All better?" the guy with the piercing asked. "Yes, thanks" I said. "Good" he replied. "Well, the machine is going to be a while, so why don't you lie down for a bit." He gestured towards the bedroom, which I wandered into. It was then that I realised that perhaps all the fun wasn't over, as laid out on the bed were some leather restraints and chains. "Er..." I started to say. "Be a good lad and get onto the bed face down" said the pierced guy, coming into the room behind me with his partner. "We're going to get you nice and comfortable for the day ahead." "What?" I asked, turning to face him. "We've got some mates who are sorry to have missed out on last night, so they're coming over soon to give you some more of what you need" he replied, as though it was nothing. "As I said, be a good lad and get up on the bed so we can get you ready for them." My mouth dropped open and I couldn't think of anything to say. I was fully sobered up, my hole felt extremely well used, and yet here was a guy intending to essentially pimp me out to his friends for however long it was going to be. Despite my shock and inability to form a coherent reply to him, my dick started springing to attention, which did not go unnoticed. "Thought so" said his otherwise very quiet partner. "We knew you weren't done yet." "Put this on" said the pierced guy, handing me a black jockstrap that I hadn't noticed he was holding. I stood there in disbelief, and then as an almost out of body experience, I dropped my towel, took the jockstrap from him and slipped it on. I then turned, took a deep breath, and walked over to the bed. I climbed up on top of the sheets on all fours, hung my head down, and waited. The two of them went either side of the bed, motioned for turn to face the headboard, and had me to lie down flat. They then proceeded to get my ankles and wrists into some thick leather restraints, which they chained to the bed frame spreading me out in an X-shape. One of them then stuffed a couple of handkerchiefs in front of my nose and mouth, which I could immediately tell had been doused in poppers. Finally, they started to lube and finger my hole, which I realised was actually a bit sore but also undeniably hungry. After a little while the doorbell rang, and the pierced guy went upstairs to let in their friends while his partner continued to open me up. After lots of heavy footsteps, a group of six or seven guys entered the room, and from what I could from my rather restricted position, all were rocking a similar style as the hosts. There were lots of "oh my, what do we have here" type of comments when they entered, and then they all got undressed. I guessed they were in some sort of club given the ones I could actually see had scorpions tattooed on their chests. "Hey boy" said one of them. "Our friends here tell us you're straight." "Yeah" I replied, my head starting to swim from the poppers. "And you've got yourself a girlfriend" he continued. "Yeah" I sighed. "But you're our whore today, aren't you" he growled. "Yes sir" I replied. "Good lad" he finished, before I felt the mattress being compressed by someone else climbing onto it behind me. I had no idea if it was the unseen guy who had just been verbally putting me in my place, or another one of the group. Either way, and without any fanfare or foreplay, the fucking began. The first guy just climbed on top of me, slid in and began thrusting. He lasted quite a while before shooting into me, and then another of the guests repeated the whole scene. In fact, they all did, and this time there were a lot of pierced cocks finding their way into my hole. As with the night before, and despite the lack of alcohol, I descended into a haze as I lay there immobilised by the restraints, my nose and mouth in a cloud of poppers, with my hole just being used repeatedly. Yet, and this was strange to me, I somehow it felt like where I should be. Once they'd all had a go with me in that position, the chains were unlocked and they turned me over. My arms were pulled back and chained to the top of the bed frame again, and now each of them took a turn at fucking me while holding my legs in the air and looking down at me. They each had more stamina this time, I guess from having shot off once already, and also seemed like they needed a bit more stimulation. This extra drive they got from being verbal with me, which finally got me to understand what was happening. "Yeah, take my poz cock!" "Busting your hole open for my venom!" "Going to infect your straight arse!" The scorpion tattoos made sense. The biohazard tattoos made sense. It all made sense. I was being pozzed. Or perhaps re-pozzed, having clearly taken some viral loads the night before too from at least the two kind gents who had brought me back to their home. You would have thought that a straight guy who found himself being repeatedly fucked full of poz cum would have panicked, tried to get away, tried to stop it. But no. As man after man had fucked me last night, and as it was all happening again this morning, I had realised that not only was I not going to be with a woman again, but I probably wasn't going to end up with a man either. I wanted cock, an endless supply of cock, and I wanted to be used. Maybe just getting my posing over with was sensible, given it was bound to happen some day anyway. Once they'd all had a go with me on my back, I was unchained from the bed but kept the restraints round my wrists and ankles. The guests all left the room, one of the hosts plonked a big glass of water down on the bedside table, and then I was left alone. I almost immediately passed out.

Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing a story as a project for myself. I have always enjoyed reading erotic stories, yet I've never tried to write one. All I can say is - damn it isn't easy. I found it quite a struggle. My hat off to the many gifted writers. English is my first language, but I am terrible at spotting grammatical errors and I didn't want to spend too much time proof reading. For the grammatically gifted, I am sorry if I hurt your eyes. Chapter 1 and 2 turned out a lot longer than I expected and I am not sure how to reduce it. Chapter 3 onwards are the more "raunchier" sections (I hope that's how they turn out anyway) Trigger warnings: Cheating (reconcilation), drug use (ecstasy and ice), older/younger, pozz play This story is set around the mid 2000s. Chapter 1 - Jim POV “Jim, I’m sorry to tell you that your results have come back positive for HIV,” the doctor said. The result was not a surprise. It has been a month since I broke up with Ray and returned to my home town. We had been together for 2 years. Ray, who was poz, and had introduced me to the pleasure and joy of bareback and chemsex (ecstasy). I had known Ray was positive when we first met. We had always played it safe up until the first time we fucked bare when we were high on ecstasy. Ray had already stretched my hole a few times with his thick 8.5” cock while wearing a condom. My hole was nicely stretched and loose from all the fucking he had given. The third pill of the night was coming on. I remembered my skin and hole feeling so sensitive. I knew Ray’s cock and knob gets especially sensitive too as he got higher. We were face to face kissing with his sensed-enhanced knob pressing gently against my sensitive hole without penetrating (something we always love doing before wrapping up). We’re moaning as we were kissing when his knob slipped into my stretched hole. We both froze as we looked into each other's eyes. Ray kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth and he gently slipped only his cockhead in and out. It felt amazing, completely different to his wrapped cock. I could always feel the cold clammy condom, but when I was high, the heightened sensation highlighted the restriction even more. This time, it was warm naked flesh. It felt so good. A part of me was terrified, but at the same time I never felt so close to Ray, the beginnings of a perfect physical joining. We moaned into each other’s mouth, not daring to say a word to break the spell. From just his knob sliding in and out, he pushed until half his 8.5” cock was sliding in and out. My arms went from around his neck to his thrusting arse and pulled him closer and he slid completely into me. His hairy crotch and balls pressing against my smooth arse. We kissed for a bit more as we revel in the physical and chemmed up connection. Then Ray pushed himself up and repositioned himself and gave me a pounding all the while looking at my face. While my favourite is him fucking me face to face so that we can watch each other’s horned up expressions, I also loved him fucking me lying facedown on my stomach. Feeling his muscular older, weathered hairy legs lewdly pressing against my slimmer smooth thighs, pushing my thighs opened so that his slick bare cock was able to slide completely in and out of my hole. Our entire bodies naked skin, down to our cock and hole just pressing against each other in the animalistic act that is supposed to be also love making. We tried to go back to condoms a few times, but the moment the ecstasy hit, we both only wanted it bare. Ray made sure never to come in me, but with all the hours of fucking, I could feel his cock becoming slick with pre-cum. I kept trying to convince myself it would be alright. Bare sex was a special thing boyfriends shared. Unfortunately, things ended between us as Ray wanted an open relationship, while I wanted us to be exclusive. I did give open-relationship a go. Our rules were that we played it safe when playing with other guys as we viewed that fucking bare was something special between boyfriends. The few times I played with another guy, when his wrapped dick penetrated me, it was very uncomfortable with the cold clammy rubbery feel of the condom. It simply paled into insignificance compared to Ray’s bare cock. The news from the doctor was not unexpected, but certainly what I dread. -Positive, I can’t have bareback sex with my boyfriend in future - well, maybe they are poz as well,- I thought to myself, my mind barely registering the doctor’s spiel. I refocused on what the doctor was saying, “... you must ensure to have safe sex even if you have sex with other positive guys. Otherwise you may get re-infected by a different strain of HIV, not to mention the risk of other STDs that you want to prevent with your compromised immune system.” -Or maybe no more bareback sex forever… ugh… how depressing. I can’t even be totally intimate with a boyfriend without risk of harming them even if they are positive. Maybe I should give up sex entirely. 25 and having to give up sex - your life is going “great”, Jim,- I barely contained my bitterness in my mind. The sense of loss weighing greatly on me. This was in late 2004. I felt extremely isolated and I did not feel I could talk to my family or friends about this. Being quite an introvert in the first place, I do not have many friends. Most of my friends seem to be extroverts who have taken an interest in me. Part of my mind was aware that if I lost my friends and family because of this, they probably weren’t really friends or family. But there was a fear of losing what limited social connections I had. I do not know how to proceed with dates from now on. Will I ever find a partner? I’ve been in the gay scene long enough to be pretty jaded about relationships and yet I cannot deny it is something I crave. I threw myself into a recently released MMO for a while to satisfy social contact. Digital strangers that I do not have to meet and where I have nothing to lose. Eventually, I reconciled with myself that I didn’t have to tell any one-night stands about my status. However, I should always play it safe and be responsible so as not to infect the other party. Once I came to that decision, I created a profile on gaydar, added some pics from my digital camera and scrolled through the personnels. A profile caught my eye - a 52 years old hairy muscular daddy going by Hairy50. His profile listed himself as a top and stated drug use as “recreational” and safe sex “always”. He is 10 years older than Ray and similarly built (probably more muscular and a little beefier) and equally hairy. Totally my type - argh and I need to stop thinking about Ray. I thought Hairy50 might find me too young though, so I didn’t message him and continued scrolling. My friends never understood my preference for older men. They expressed that they feel grossed out when older guys hit on them. Unlike them, I always liked older men, especially if they have the heady combination of being perverse yet nurturing and affectionate. I can never quite reconcile the strange dichotomy in traits. How can I want a man who wants to use me for his pleasure and yet be loving/affectionate? I’ll have better luck finding a unicorn. As I continued scrolling, a message came. Hairy50: Sexy pics - I love slim smooth guys, I see you live in nearby. Horny? 😉 Me (Jim): Haha, thanks. Your pics are sexy too. I wasn’t sure if I was your type. Yea, I’m horny. Been awhile since I had fun. What do you have in mind? Hairy50: Oh? Cute thing like you not had a fun in a while? I find that hard to believe. I see you are a bottom on your profile. Well, as my profile says, I am a top 😉 Me (Jim): It is going to sound pitiful, but I broke up recently, so I have been trying finding my feet. Haha, yes am a bottom Hairy50: Ah I see… do/have you done chems? Me (Jim): I have done ecstasy with my ex before… Hairy50: I have ecstasy 😉 Why don’t you come over, and we’ll take some ecstasy together and chill out, and see where this leads? 😉 My name is Ted Me (Jim): I’m Jim - alright. I play safe only Ted/Hairy50: Me too. —- Ted was dressed in a singlet and shorts when he opened the door. His singlet exposed his toned, muscular arms and hairy forearms. He was wearing glasses, unlike his pictures, which framed his amber eyes. It made him look very distinguished and sexy. Ted was about 5’9, maybe a finger width shorter than me but broader and more powerful. Definitely broader than Ray, though Ray was slightly taller and slightly leaner. Ted had some beef to his muscular frame which made it all the more sexier. He had short cropped greying hair that matched the colour of the hair on his forearms, legs and sported a five o’clock shadow. Ted’s shorts were tight and accentuated his thick muscular hairy thighs, the shorts clearly outlining Ted’s cock. Ted having a similar body to Ray, made my mind think back to how much pleasure it was feeling Ray’s hairy legs pressing my smooth legs apart as his juicy rock hard cock ploughed into my hole. The power of feeling a mature virile older man pinning me down with his body and having his way with me. I wondered if I would feel that tonight… but with a condom of course. -Well, that’s a downer,- I thought. “Hi Jim, nice to meet you. Come on in.” “Thanks,” I snapped out of my reverie, “you look great too.” “Well come on in, have a seat and I’ll get us drinks.” I sat on the couch as Ted brought out some drinks and with the pills. “So, shall we take a pill each? I have had them before, they are pretty good. You will like them.” I nodded, partly with nerves and partly with excitement. I mentally steeled myself to make sure I play safe. With only Ray as my only previous experience for high sex, I knew I turned into a bare slut for Ray’s cock - but he was my boyfriend at the time. I need to be better now that I am poz and I can’t be taking a stranger's cock bare. We took a pill each and started chatting while waiting for the drugs to come on. Ted also took a blue pill and gave me one as well. Ted explained that he moved to my town for work about a month or so ago. He wanted a change and left his city. He was fortunate that one of his hook ups after he moved here was able to give him the contact for his dealer. I could feel the ecstasy slowly coming on when Ted said, “As I told you online, I like slim, lean and toned smooth guys like yourself. You look nerdier in person, which I mean in a good way. I love the nerdy look. What kind of guys do you like?” “Well,” my face turned slightly red with embarrassment, I was still feeling quite shy and reserved as the ecstasy hadn't fully come on, “guys like yourself.” “Oh? And what kind of guy is that?” Ted asked playfully. “Well, older… masculine… beefy, muscular… hairy… but you know, they don't always have to have all those characteristics,” I responded, trying not to choke with embarrassment. “So is your ex similar to me?” His question took me by surprise, but I responded “yes…” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I was just trying to find out what kind of guy you go for and the drugs are making me speak before I think.” “No it is alright,” I could feel more of the drug coming on, “well Ray is very similar to you. Hairy and built like you. He is 50–” “He is a bit older than you then, around my age but slightly younger,” he said with a smile. He placed his hands on one of my exposed slim and toned thighs, stroking it, “mmm, I really like your smooth thighs.” The drugs enhanced my sense of touch as his hands rubbed against my thighs and I started feeling my cock grow. The effects of the drugs came on stronger and I got bolder, reaching out and rubbing his hairy beefy legs, my hand inches away from his hardening member, “well I like your hairy legs, more than my smooth thighs.” “Let’s get comfortable naked,” he said. We stripped naked. I started feeling really relaxed, yet horny. I admired his naked hairy muscular and beefy body, imagining him pressing me down taking me properly the way Ray did. -Snap out of it, you have to be responsible and play safe. Bare sex is meant to be special between boyfriends/partners/husbands. Showing that you give yourselves to each other completely and trust each other. Not casual sex with a stranger- Ted’s eyes burned with heat as he took in my naked form, my cock rock hard as this stage. I have always felt self conscious about being slim and not being able to put on muscle easily. I am also naturally smooth and quite fair (I avoid the sun). I keep my black hair short. But the way he stared at me lustfully made me feel sexy. Ted’s cock was rock hard. -It looks almost like Ray’s cock,- my traitorous mind thought back to my ex.-8.5”, thick and uncut cock-. The swollen knobs with the foreskin pulled back looked the same, the length and thickness and the shape of the shaft looked the same. Even their low hanging, full and hairy balls look the same. If he were to only look at their crotches, I would not be able to tell the difference between Ted and Ray. Unlike Ray’s cock, Ted’s cock already started oozing pre-cum in the early stages of arousal. Ray usually ooze pre-cum after more stimulation. The similarities made me crave for my sensed enhanced hole to feel the bare skin to skin penetration with that full cock. Ted looked into my eyes, pulled me into his arms and kissed me. His tongue ravishing my mouth. His 8.5” hard cock pressed dominantly against my 6” cock. “I’m glad you came over,” he said in between kisses. I could only mumble unintelligible responses as my hands held onto his strong back and caressed them. He pulled us apart and said, “Do you mind if I put on some dance music? I love it while having sex on ecstasy.” “Oh I love that too when I’m on ecstasy,” I responded. “Excellent,” Ted responded, putting on a eurotrash playlist. He swapped lighting for a red tinted lighting turning the room to look like some sleazy room. Ted sat back against the head of the bed,his thick hairy legs spread wide apart with his hard cock sticking lewdly out of his hairy crotch, “Come over here and suck me.” I lay stomach down in-between his legs, my mouth salivating all over his virile member. I licked the shaft gently, teasing him. He moaned with pleasure when I took his entire cock into my mouth and sucked it - I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking out of his cock. It seemed to leak quite continuously which was so incredibly hot. “Yea, suck that cock,” he moaned, “look at the mirror as you suck my cock.” There was a full length mirror on the built-in wardrobe beside the bed. In the red tinged lighting, I see myself,a younger slim man, in between a man old enough to be my dad, me servicing him. He looked into my eyes through the mirror with a lewd gaze before his gaze moved onto my ass. “Mmm, you should bring your ass to my mouth to let me lick your hole while you suck me,” he said. Ted slid down the bed so that he was lying flat. I brought my arse to his mouth as he licked it. I gasped and said, “I miss how sensitive my hole becomes when I’m high.” “Yea? Well, my cock becomes super sensitive too when I get high. Keep sucking my cock while I lick your hole.” We revelled in the pleasure and enhanced sensitivity servicing each other and being able to watch ourselves performing our lewd act in the mirror. We sucked and licked each other to the beat of the music. It was like a half dance, half sex reverie. Ted stopped at one point and said, “I got to fuck your hole.” He moved to lay me on my back with my legs up in the air. He reached to the side of his bed to get a box of condoms and lube. A part of me felt disappointed I would not be reliving high bare sex like I had experienced with my ex. Another part of me was relieved I didn’t have to battle my self control to ensure I remained responsible and not harm Ted. He wrapped the condom over his thick hard leaking cock and poured a generous amount of lube. He pressed his palms on the back of my thighs, angling my arse upwards. He lined his cock against my hole and gently pressed slowly to penetrate. The cold, rubbery condom was a bit of a shock to my sensitive hole. The contrast of our totally naked bodies pressing against each other and yet feeling Ted’s sheathed cock was stark and jarring. I willed my mind not to focus on it and to focus on this sexy older man taking me. I managed to enjoy being filled and fucked as best as I could. Ted was a sexy man after all We fucked for several songs, and when we took a break, my mind wondered that if I had still been negative, I might be able to ask him to fuck me raw. -No, you only met the guy. Gosh, the drugs make you such a slut. We only let our significant other fuck ys raw. Get your act together, this is probably a one-off and if you tell him about your status, he may not want to see you again- The final thought made me feel very alone and low before I shrugged the train of thought off. We laid back on the bed to catch our breath (well, more Ted since he did the fucking). My eyes drank in Ted’s form leaning back lazily. Ted said, “I like the way you look at me.” “I like the way you look at me, too,” I responded, smiling in a serotonin addled manner. “So, keen to have another half?” Ted asked, smiling wickedly. “Yea, why not.” We downed another half a pill each. We chatted a bit. We jumped from topic to topic. Ted mentioned that he moved into town recently. I told him I only just returned to my hometown a few months back after things ended with Ray.The conversation flowed really easily, as we talked about any topic we might jump on. It was a nice easy connection, I wondered if it was normal on ecstasy. Afterall, I’ve only experienced it with Ray before and no one else. At one point, Ted suddenly had a far away look as if he were debating something. “Everything alright?” I asked. Ted looked at me, as if resolving something and said, “I really like you, and would like to meet up again. But I want to be upfront with you about something now rather than later.” Ted took a deep breath and said, “I’m HIV positive, and I’ll always play safe with you to keep you safe - that is if you still want to play. If you don’t, I understand as well.” I was dumbfounded, I think my jaw dropped at that moment. The shock must have been quite evident on my drugged fucked face. Ted must have read my expression wrongly and said, “I’m sorry to have shocked you. But as I said, if you don’t want to play and have to go, I understand.” “I still want to play with you. It doesn’t upset me. I mean my ex, Ray, was positive too. It didn’t bother me then. Well, I am positive now as well. Only found out a month ago. Still trying to get my head around it.” “You became poz because of your ex?” I nodded in response. “Did you guys not play it safe?” I sheepishly responded, “in the beginning we did. I remember thinking when we first started seeing each other that it is a pity we could not share the ultimate intimacy of fucking without a condom like other boyfriends. But after he introduced me to ecstasy, we couldn’t resist fucking without a condom. It felt so intensely intimate and close to each other with nothing between us. We managed to resist him cumming in me, though, with how raw his cock and raw my hole was with all the fucking and pre-cum, it probably mattered not.” “Have you fucked bare with anyone else before you met, Ray?” Ted asked as he ran his hairy arms against smooth chest and stomach, looking at me intensely. “With Pete, my ex before Ray, that’s all. And before you ask, yes, Pete cummed in me” He smiled at me teasingly, “You’re a sweet bottom, aren’t you. Saving your raw hole only for your boyfriends. So how old was Pete.” “Pete? Hm, he would be 45 now. Well, not that it matters I “save” my hole any more. The doctor said that I’m always to have safe sex even with other poz guys to ensure that we don’t accidentally reinfect each other with a different strain,” I stroked his strong hairy forearms. The drugs clearly made both of us very tactile. “Yeah, that is what my doctor said too. Did your doctor prescribe you meds, Jim?” “He did suggest it as the viral load is high, but I have not decided. I am worried about side effects. You?” “Same,” Ted responded, staring into the ceiling, then turned to me, “How-about we take another half?” “What, so soon, I feel the first half is just coming on.” He smirked, “Let’s celebrate getting completely shitfaced and wasted.” “What are we celebrating?” “That we have both somehow found a poz friend in this tiny town.” “Alright, why not.” We downed a second half pill. He sat up and leaned back on the bed again, legs spreading apart and looked lustfully at my naked body. Thrusting his hips and flopping his growing member, he said, “I can feel the first half is coming on, and I think my cock needs some attention.” I grinned as I crawled between his legs again taking his cock into my mouth. His cock grew rock hard in my mouth as I moved my mouth up and down his hard shaft. He looked at me with his lewd smashed face in the mirror and asked, “So how big is Ray?” I released his cock from my mouth and with one hand slowly stroked his hard member, running my other hand through his hairy chest that was both soft with a bit of beef but hard with muscle underneath. His hands caressed my arms and head, “Funny you ask. When I first saw your hard cock,” I gave the cock a good squeeze and it throbbed in response, “I thought it looked very similar in size and shape as Ray. Same as your balls and hairiness. I mean, if I just look at your crotch area, it looks exactly like how I remember Ray’s crotch.” Ted moaned at me squeezing his member and said softly, “So I’ll be fucking you as deep as he had ever been.” “You’re wicked, I like a wicked top” I said to him with my smashed grin and took his cock in my mouth and sucked it some more. “Mmm, get on your back, Jim. Lift your legs and spread your cheeks. I want to eat that hole of yours good.” Ted got onto his knees and lifted my arse up in the air to his mouth. As he ate my hole, he stared into my eyes. We both looked completely drugged fucked and I felt completely smashed, and amazing. My skin all over felt incredibly sensitive and I loved the feel of his naked hairy skin pressing against my smooth skin. Where our bodies pressed against each other, I could feel our sticky sweat slicking against each other. His tongue probed as deep into my hole as he could. His 5 o’clock shadow scraped against the entrance of my hole and cheeks, roughing the entrance to my hole. His tongue teasing my hole made it feel incredibly hungry and needed to be filled, “please fuck me,” i begged, not caring I was begging like a slut, completely to different to how I would normally behave. The red tinged light made the room seem like a whore room. He lowered my arse to the bed and pushed my legs back against my torso. He looked down towards his rock hard cock and lined it against my hole. I gasped when his bare leaking knob pressed against the entrance of my hole wet with his spit. He looked at me with a wicked look, gyrating the knob against the entrance of my hole without pushing it in. I moaned as it felt so good. I tried to remind him to wear a condom, but I couldn’t find the words.He gave a low moan, almost like a growl, and said, “My knob is so sensitive. This feels so good.” The second half pill we took started to come on and it made my hole even hungrier for Ted’s bare cock. I thought back to how tactile and how amazing it felt to be completely wasted and fucked by a bare cock. My hole twitched in memory and anticipation against Ted’s knob as if trying to draw it in. I hoped Ted would just plunge his dick into me Ted kept his cock from going in, rubbing his precum and wetting the entrance to my hole. He asked, “So, Jim, you’ve always been a sweet bottom saving bare hole for your boyfriends… maybe you should let me teach you how to be a bad boy and enjoy letting a stranger fuck you bare.” I almost said yes immediately. I was holding onto Ted’s arse and had to resist pulling him forward so that his cock would slip into my willing hole. Though I resisted, I secretly hoped Ted just pushed his cock forward anyway, taking me completely. I lamely responded, “Didn’t you say you earlier want to keep me safe? O…our doctors said that we shouldn’t fuck bare with other guys with HIV too as we might end up passing each other our strains.” A reminder of the danger of swapping strains did not act as a wet blanket to both of us to remind ourselves to be wary. Instead, I felt my cock becoming so hard it ached. Ted cock throbbed and jerked at the reminder. -Oh god, why am I turned on about our strains mixing. He is turned on by the idea too. God, he looks so high. I feel so high. This is so horny and amazing,- I thought. Ted leaned over and kissed me surprisingly gently and slowly. It was probably the drugs talking but it felt incredibly intimate even though it was with someone I met for the first time. Breaking the kiss, he whispered to me, “I did say I would keep you safe, didn’t I? But that was only because I thought you were neg and I wanted to protect you from HIV. Since you are already poz, it seems such a waste not to take the opportunity to get maximum pleasure out of each other’s bodies.” Ted kissed me gently again before pulling our mouths apart looking deeply into my eyes, “We’ve been dealt with shit cards in getting HIV. How often do you think we may end up meeting another guy with HIV in this little town? Do you never want to ever experience the pleasure of high bare sex? To enjoy sex the way it should be - Without any restrictions in the most intimate and pleasurable manner. Unlike you with Ray, only you were the only one taking risks. This time, you and I will take risks together. We’re sharing it.” My resistance broke, I remembered how wonderful my body felt when I was being taken by Ray’s 8.5” cock. Feeling his hairy body against me. Watching sheer pleasure in his eyes as my hole pleasured his bare throbbing cock. I wanted Ted’s body and cock to give me pleasure the same way Ray did. I wanted to give Ted pleasure with my body the way I did with Ray. I shouldn’t, but in this drug haze, the forbidden fruit was so sweet. To give each other pleasure and to put each other at risk for the sake of hedonistic pleasure. I wrapped my legs around Ted and my hands reached for his arse to pull it forward a little. He gave me a lewd look as his knob penetrated into my hole slowly. How I missed this - a warm hard raw cock filling me up. As his cock slid in slowly, deliberately, I said, “You’re a wicked old man. Corrupting me.” His eyes shined with evil delight, “Yes, corrupting a sweet young man like you. Teaching you the pleasure of having bare risky sex with a stranger.” As he bottomed up, I felt his hairy crotch and balls pressed against my smooth arse cheeks. There is now a congruent feeling of naked skin, naked cock and naked hole. Ted growled into my mouth as we kissed gently like we were lovers, “your hole feels so good on my cock. It is made for my cock. When I said I would be fucking you as deep as Ray did, this is what I was thinking of. My bare cock going into your hole as deep as his bare cock ever did. Leaking pre-cum deep into you as Ray ever did. What would Ray think, his sweet ex boyfriend being corrupted by an even older man and letting him fuck bare even though they’ve met for the first time.” “Oh, you’re such a dirty old man, Ted… I love it,” I responded into his mouth in between kisses. I could see the smirk in his eyes as we were staring into each other’s eyes, kissing gently as he thrusted in and out of me to the beat of the music as our minds felt like our bodies had melted into each other. Occasionally, we looked at the mirror on the wardrobe watching ourselves in our sex act. The contrast between our body types could be clearly seen, his thick muscular frame, pressing on my slim frame. His hairy body pressed against my smooth pale body. This sexy older weathered man against my younger self. “Yea, you like being taken by a dirty old man that is even older than your ex and old enough to be your father? I am not just taking your bare hole tonight, Jim. I am going to cum in your hole. All those times Ray fucked you and you never got to have a dirty old man flood your guts with his cum properly. I’m going to have something Ray never did and it is only the first time we met. We’re going to have a really long session so that by the time we end, your hole will be so raw and sore, you will be knocked up with my strain of HIV alongside Ray’s.” I was not a bug chaser when I was with Ray. Ted’s words should have shocked me, but instead the thought of being knocked up by Ted’s strain turned me on so much. Like it was incredibly intimate. “At the end of our session, I want my cock to be so raw, sore and chafed, you will infect me with Ray’s strain too. You and me, complete fluid bonding. That is what the second half of the pill is for Jim. What I wanted to celebrate, I just had to take the opportunity for us to have sex the right way, bare and raw. I don’t know Ray, but I’m sure that is why he introduced you to drugs. He wanted to have sex with you the proper way,” Ted continued with an evil lewd look on his face as he kept thrusting his cock in and out of me. A small part of my mind feels like I should be terrified of mixing our strains. However, my drugged addled mind craved the ultimate physical intimacy and fluid bonding with Ted, even if it is the first time we have just met. “That is so wicked, Ted. We really shouldn’t be fucking bare, but your bare cock feels so amazing, too amazing to resist,” I blabbered. “It makes it more exciting that we shouldn’t be doing this, isn’t it Jim? Being so irresponsible? Taking risks for pure pleasure? Knowing that your sexual partner is risking harming you for his pure pleasure and you are doing the same? Letting a stranger, an older man take you completely? I love my body violating a younger man, especially with my bare cock. The forbidden fruit makes sex so much sweeter” He punctuated each sentence pulling out completely with a sloppy ‘plop’ sound and ramming and breaching my hole. His thrust became more frantic and the drugged fuel intimacy gave way to drugged fuelled animalistic pounding. My hole was getting slick and slimy with his pre-cum as he fucked my hole. His bare cock hitting my prostate and I could feel myself building up. “I’m going to cum if you keep fucking me like this,” I told Ted. “Cum for me, Jim. I’m going to cum too.” I felt my orgasm exploding from my prostate to my cock. The sensation of cumming magnified by Ted’s cocking ramming against my prostate. Ted gasped and he thrust himself deep into me and stayed there. His body tensed as he shuddered. As if he wanted to make sure he delivered his poz cum deep into me. -I let him cum in me, I let someone I met for the first time cum into me- I thought Ted gave me a quick kiss and he pulled out of my sore used hole. He moved down onto my stomach and licked my cum off of my stomach. I giggled as it was rather ticklish. When he finished, he lay back onto the bed panting saying, “That was amazing. I got to catch my breath. We’re not done yet young man.” In my mind, I thought I should be disgusted with myself for letting myself be taken so irresponsibly. Yet, instead I felt extremely content and satisfied. Thinking back to when I received my diagnosis, I still remembered feeling a great sense of loss thinking that I would never be able to experience high bare sex after only ever experiencing it with Ray. And yet, tonight, I got to relive that experience with Ted, who was wicked. It was amazingly satisfying. “Well, tonight was unexpected,” I said. Ted moved his hands to hold onto my hands, “It was. I’m really happy to have met you, Jim. I really hope we can do this again. More often. But before that, we are still not done for the night, maybe the weekend.”

Finally had a day off while partner went to work. Sex life has been a bit stale and he hasn't been letting me live my cum slut fantasies. As such, I have been saving up loads (frozen) the past few weeks maybe 30 or so, thawed them off and cleaned out. Was feeling super horny so got on Sniffies and started chatting with a few dudes. Right off the bat had 2 guys I was tryingto set things up with - one 25yo with hot pics, def looked younger; another anon profile with just a cock pic. I ended up injecting myself with all the loads and fucked myself with a dildo so they'd be nice a deep. First guy finally responds he can host and he's maybe 3miles away, so head over while awaiting second dude to send me his address. Walk in and lights are dimmed - he's cuter than his pic, medium build - wearing a jock and cock ring. I get to work sucking him and we start messing around before he flips me over. He goes to town eating my ass and I feel the cum starting to leak out. "fuuucckkk you have a load in here?" he asked. "Just one or two..." Before long he's shoving his raw cock inside me - I take a hit of poppers and he thrusts no more than 3min before he's pulsating hot gobs of cum inside. He stays inside and we makeout until he's soft - I can taste my loads on his tongue. He must have had a few days load because he cums for awhile. When he pulls out I make sure none of the cum leaks before putting my clothes on and checking my phone. Dude number 2 just sent his address. Immediately get to dude number 2 - he's older than he said, but still has a nice build and a gorgeous cock. He said he's vers and wants to flip but I tell him I'm looking to get fucked. We start making out right away and I'm rock hard again. He goes down on me - I've never been big into getting sucked, but he def gets me close to blowing my load. We flip and I'm sucking him, before swapping into 69 position; I angle my ass over his mouth and he starts eating my ass - again, I can tell he tastes the load because he goes ravenous. He doesn't ask to confirm - I know he knows I'm full of leaking cum; so he flips me around and shoves his cock hard into me - using the cum as lube. He fucks me for awhile, its not long before he's unloading inside me in missionary while kissing me deep. When he pulls out, I go down on his cock to clean off the cum. By this point, I'm still rock hard - so I ask if he still wants to be fucked. He ended up riding my cock and I last no more than 5min before I'm shooting my load deep inside him. Afterwards, my cum is leaking out of his hole and I felch it up before making out some more. Who knew frozen loads made the best cum....first of many times to come.

Chapter 2 I pulled up outside Brad’s flat. There was a dim light on that I could see through the blinds. I locked the car and walked up to the door. As I was about to knock the door swung open. He must have been watching me approach, though I hadn’t seen him at the window. I walked in, the door closing behind me. Brad was there in a dark coloured bathrobe. ‘Follow me ‘ he calmly said in his deep voice, barely more than a whisper. I felt compelled to do as I was told , almost as though it was an order. He made his way into the lounge area. There was low mood lighting, and the brightest light came from the large flat screen tv on the wall. It showed a smooth sexy twink being barebacked by a hunk of an older guy. My cock rose to semi hardness straight away. Brad opened his robe and I could see a large cock, probably 7 ins long at least and thick. I had not seen a cock like it outside of a porn flick. He had a furry chest and there was a glint of metal at one of his nipples. I could see tattoos as well, a tribal design around the upper part of his chest. ‘ Strip to your boxers’ he growled. I quickly complied before he turned me round and viewed what he saw. I was sporting a boner now. His hand went down the back of my boxers and he slid a finger down the crack of my cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘come here … on your knees’ I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I sank to my knees and took his cock. I licked the shaft before swallowing the end. I had only ever given a couple of blow jobs before , and never to completion , a few years previously when just fooling around with a guy. Nothing like this. I started playing with my cock as I sucked Brads thick member. ‘suck my balls’ Brad whispered . I came off the shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. It was just a natural reaction. I was loving it. I looked up and saw more tattoos in his shaved pubic area. There was a star at one side and a scorpion at the other, again in a tribal design. They looked in keeping with the rest of his body ink and I thought nothing more of it. ‘im going to teach you all you will need to know. Have you a girlfriend?’ I nodded as Brads cock was back in my mouth. ‘Does she know you suck cock?’ I shook my head. ‘Good! Let’s keep it that way for the time being. In time you will want to tell her you are a cock sucking faggot , but for now we will keep that under wraps’ . I carried on wanking the cock in front of me. ‘this is lesson one, you will be swallowing my cum shortly. You will then leave quietly and message me when you want lesson two. I know that will be soon, you’re a natural.’ I was still rubbing my own cock but I wanted to taste my first cum load, so I went to town on Brads cock. I was so fucking horny I couldn’t explain it. ‘ Here it comes boy, don’t spill a drop’ Brads cum hit the back of my throat and I desperately tried to swallow it all. He must have been saving up a few days worth as I nearly gagged as I swallowed. I licked his shaft clean and wiped his cock on my face as I had seen it the porn flicks. ‘Dress and go ‘ Brad ordered, the sound on the porn flick now filling the room as the twink was getting a pounding. ‘thank you’ I mumbled as I dressed, and slipped out of the flat. My cock was still hard, I hadn’t cum. I got quietly in the car and drove off into the night, desperate to replay the events in my head . I got home, stripped and played with my cock until I could came , imagining lesson two. I was hooked. I needed to learn more! to be continued …….

Good for you for not tapping out even though it became unbearable. I had a similar experience in Atlanta last October. He wasn’t quite as long, but went at it for three solid hours. Near the end he commented “I could fuck you all night,” at which point I had to tell him I couldn’t take much more. He powered down on me for another 15 minutes before he came. I was proud that I took him to completion - failing to reward that man with a climax would have been unthinkable.

That pretty much sums up why I've had a lot more gay sex than straight sex in my lifetime, I'm definitely not wired for monogamy. Here is my contribution: In straight culture it is the fucker that is insatiable and always wanting sex and is controlled by the fuckee. In gay culture it is the fuckee that is insatiable and always wanting sex and is controlled by the fucker.

Just getting back home after a surprising and intense small group. I logged off work tonight at about 1830, created a quick bullchat profile and figured I wait to see if anything interesting came in while I made some dinner. Got a message from a guy whose profile essentially said he was still partying from the weekend and hungry for more cock. I shot a reply and asked for a pic and when. He sent a picture of his face and another of his ass...he said "right now and all night till I pass out". Then he sent me his address. I was feeling adventurous and his face pic looked way to sweet and innocent to be real so I figured I would check it out, he was only a 10 minute drive away. I checked the google street view of his place and was pretty surprised that it would be a kid in his mid-20s hosting there. It was a nice villa in a good location. I was even more intrigued. I showed up at the address and there were three cars in the driveway and in front of the house and you could see that the lights were on inside. So I walked up to the front door, there was a sign that said essentially it's open and come upstairs. I opened the door, and I could hear the sound of music and definitely some moaning sounds and the house smelled of alcohol and smoke. I went upstairs and into the room where the sound was coming from. Who knew that I would walk in on a super athletic, lean, hot mid-twenty year old on his back in a sling with a cock in his mouth and another fucking his ass while three other guys stood watching and waiting their turn. Jackpot. I stripped down and stroked myself to get rock hard...this boy was hungry for cock. It was clear he was getting fucked bare, the guy that was fucking him had just pulled out and his hole was gaping and dripping cum. I stayed and got into the group, a couple guys left and some more kept coming. So, about 2 hours after playing in this group I asked the kid who was inviting everyone cus clearly he'd been on his back in the sling getting fucked...He mumbled something like his boyfriend was inviting guys for him. Damn, that was hot. I fucked my third load of the night into his throat and then left after 3 hours of watching a continuous stream of men of all shapes and sizes cum and go fucking and filling the boy. He must have taken 20 loads while I was there. Amazing what you can unexpectedly find when you are totally not looking for it! Emptied balls and now ready for bed.

I wouldn’t be bothered by this. 10 years is quite a while. And he is 25 now.

I agree, he's an adult now and know's what he's doing.

I ambled up towards the Heath, not totally sure where I needed to aim for but knowing there would likely be someone there who could satisfy my need for a hard pounding. I hadn't planned on this so had no condoms and of course wasn't on PrEP anymore, but those thoughts barely made a dent in my determination to get fucked. I instead focused on trying to find where the action usually took place, and eventually I got lucky. In a secluded spot out of view of where others may be walking their dogs or jogging at this time of night, I found what I was looking for. A group of guys were standing around, some with their trousers down and all of them feeling or rubbing their crotches. I took a deep breath, and then approached. "Evening" said one of the guys. I just nodded in response. "What you here for?" asked another. I looked around them, took another deep breath, and then made my way over to a large log nearby. I undid my trousers, pushed them down, and then bent over the log with my arse facing the men. Within seconds I felt the first hand on my backside, gently fondling my buttcheeks through the fabric of my CK briefs. The wandering fingers then encountered the base of the plug, which I felt jiggle. "Got ourselves a live one here" said the man who was doing the touching. I didn't even glance back to see what he looked like, but instead reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out my cigarettes and lighter. I plopped them on the log, fished one out and lit it. "You want fucked boy?" the man asked. "Yes" I replied, exhaling a cloud of smoke, trying to calm my beating heart. "Well alright then" he said, before gripping my underpants and pulling them down. He then pressed the plug into me a couple of times, causing me to groan, before gripping its base and pulling it out. "Guess we don't need to warm you up" he said, before I heard him shuffle his own trousers and pants down. The first touch of his cock on my ring elicited another moan of pleasure from me, before he pressed in and filled me to the hilt in one go. It felt so fucking good. "Oh yeah, nice arse" he grunted, before starting to slide in and out of me. His pace picked up quickly, and I was soon being slammed pretty hard just how I like it. God I had missed this. The fact I was smoking a cigarette while getting fucked for the first time in my life was also doing something to me, and a state of utter bliss took over my whole being. Added on to this was a bottle of poppers that was repeatedly pushed under my nose, and then eventually left on the log for me to use as I needed. In no time I was flying. The first guy had some stamina, but eventually I could feel and hear that he was approaching orgasm. His thrusts became more urgent, his breathing got faster, and then he slammed into me and spewed. "Take my fucking nut you cunt!" he shouted, as he unloaded into my satisfied hole. "Yeah, knock him up!" I heard one of the others say. I didn't know what that meant, and didn't get much time to consider it before my fucker pulled out and was replaced by one of the other men. His dick was thinner but longer, resulting in a fresh round of groans from me as he probed me deep. In time he too shot off, and someone else stepped up and took over. So it went on, as I descended into a complete haze as I was fucked over and over again by an increasingly large group of men. The nicotine from the cigarettes and the pungent aroma of the poppers really added to the effect. After some time in that position, I felt something new in my rectum as a guy slid in. Kind of painful, but also pretty exhilarating. I figured it was probably some kind of piercing, which was confirmed to me after he shot off, pulled out and then waddled round to the other side of the log to present his dick to me. As I said before, sucking cock was not really what I was about, but I had accepted that sometimes it was a means to an end if I wanted to get fucked. On this occasion, as a new guy who had slid into my arse got into a rhythm, I was kind of intrigued by the glinting of a big metal hoop through the end of the cock in front of my face, and therefore opened my mouth and allowed him to slip in for me to clean him off. A meaty cock, coated in cum, with a real metallic tang that seemed to be partly coming from the piercing but also from elsewhere. I realised it must be blood, probably mine. These guys were really doing a number on me. I don't know how long I was bent over leaning against that log, but by the time the group thinned out and there weren't any fresh takers for my rear end, the sky was starting to get lighter. I ached in places as I slowly stood up straight, and when I bent back over to pull up my trousers I found they were soaked in cum and possibly some piss. I had started to sober up a bit and realised that getting all the way back to Clapham in this state was not going to be pretty. "You got far to travel son?" asked the guy with the Prince Albert, who I now saw to be a middle-aged tattooed bear of a man wearing a leather harness and ripped jeans. He had stuck around all evening, with his cock either up my arse giving me several loads, or in my mouth and eventually down my throat. "Clapham" I replied. "Yikes" he said, "you'll get arrested getting on the tube like that." "Yeah" I sighed, wondering if I could find a way to get cleaned up a bit in the swimming ponds further down the heath. "Listen" he said, "me and my man here live just over there. Why don't you come back to ours and we'll get you cleaned up?" He gestured towards another guy who was dressed similarly, who nodded at me. "OK" I said, after a moment of looking between each of them. "That would be great."

You mean that the Supreme Court of Canada is holding that you can't legally fuck someone while intentionally violating the terms of the consent they gave? Shocking. Good for them.

This is the story of how I came to be who - and what - I am today. My name is Christian, and I've always been straight. Indeed, I still am. I can appreciate when a man is handsome, well-built or whatever, but that has never done anything for me. I am attracted to women, they turn me on, and yet I know I will never end up spending my life with a female. You see, despite how my brain is wired, my body betrays me. When it comes to sex, these days it is all about cock. First up, a bit about me. I'm 6'1", pretty well built and lean, and have always had people tell me I'm handsome. I have dirty blond hair (from my father's Swedish roots) that I keep short, and slightly olive skin from my mother's Italian heritage. I played a number of sports throughout school, but swimming has always been my favourite and I go to the pool several times a week after the gym. I have a decent sized cock, and nice tight buns that I keep in check with daily squats. All in all, I tend to get a good amount of attention, and have never had any trouble getting a girlfriend. I had my first experience with a man during my gap year before university. Despite having no interest in men really, I was really curious about what it would be like to get fucked. That had always been there since I was old enough to know it was a thing men could do, and fingering myself had been part of my masturbation ritual from almost as soon as I started touching myself. However, it was only once I had been in San Francisco for a couple of days as part of a round-the-world backpacking adventure that I finally got the courage together to look into it properly, and wound up in a bar in the Castro. My older brother had fortunately agreed to 'lose' his driving licence before I left the UK, and as we look so much alike it served as the perfect fake ID while in the US. Of course, that meant I had to remember to call myself Jacob while I was there. Anyway, 'Jacob' got himself picked up by this fairly muscular guy in his mid-30s, and spent the night at a nearby apartment having his cherry firmly popped! Condoms were used of course, and I also had my first go at sucking cock just to see what it was like. It was OK, but being taken up the arse was an absolute revelation, so much so that I allowed the guy to do it to me three times before I left in the morning. For the rest of my gap year and through my first couple of terms at university, I hooked up with both men and women depending on what I was feeling. Then I met Joanne, and got into my first proper relationship since my school girlfriend. The man sex stopped until we broke up towards the middle of my third year at uni, and after that ended I almost exclusively sought out cock for a while. This established a pattern that would dominate my life for the next ten years: I would have relationships with women; they would fizzle out; I would then get fucked by guys for however long it took me to find a new girlfriend; and repeat. When I was 25 I had my first bareback experience, largely through being too drunk to function properly. I let a guy do me in the backroom of a gay bar that I had stumbled into after getting separated from both my friends and my phone. I was out of it, but somehow did manage to remember how liberating and exciting it felt to get used like that. After a couple more safe-sex hookups I realised something had changed in me, so I decided to take the financial hit and got myself on PrEP via online deliveries from the States. Once that was working properly, I became almost exclusively a bareback bottom during my weeks or months at a time of seeking cock, and perhaps most tellingly, I stayed on it when I met my next girlfriend (even getting myself onto the NHS trial so I could get it for free). Things changed in 2018 when I met Sarah. She was an American ex-pat living in London, a place she'd chosen to stay after studying at UCL, and we really hit it off. I mean, like crazily hit it off. She was the first woman I moved in with, and it was shortly after that milestone that I decided to properly commit, focus on building a life with her, and try to leave my cock-hunting days behind me. As part of that, I stopped taking PrEP. I had firmly pledged to myself to leave my wanton ways in the past, and start living the life of a 'proper' straight man. "Yeah right" I hear you say, but at the time it was what I thought I wanted, needed, and should be doing. The pandemic was, however, the beginning of the end. Being cooped up for so long with Sarah started to highlight problems in our relationship, and I realised we were gradually drifting apart while also getting on each other's nerves with every passing day. She had made me change so much about myself that I suddenly started to resent her for it, when before I had just been in such a love haze that I happily went along with it all. It was a godsend when some of the travel restrictions eased enough for Sarah to make a trip home to see her family, and she was soon ready for a month back in the States. I dropped her off at the airport early in the morning on a Friday, and had taken that day off from work so I could have some extra time to myself. I had lined up a night out with some friends for the evening, and so decided to take a nap when I had been back home for a while as the 4am alarm had started catching up with me. When I awoke around lunchtime I was undeniably horny, and I knew what I wanted. The flat we were renting had some attic space we could use, and given her aversion to almost every type of insect and bug, Sarah was never going to go up there. As such, I had been able to squirrel away my box of toys without her ever finding out about it, and that afternoon I dug it out for the first time in two years. It took some work after so long, but eventually I was happily riding one of my larger dildos and finally getting the stimulation I needed. Well, sort of. As much as I was enjoying it, long-buried desires for it to be a real cock took hold. The thought of that made me cum, and yet barely half an hour later I was back on the rubber dong working myself up to another orgasm. And then again two hours later. Perhaps it was the couple of beers I drank in the afternoon, or just a feeling of liberation now that she was gone for a month, but when I got dressed for my night out with the guys the whole ensemble was completed with an unseen treasure: a large buttplug stuffed up my rear end. I had never gone out with my friends doing anything like that at all, but that night I headed off to the pub in Kentish Town with my sphincter working overtime. It felt awesome. Perhaps spurred on by my courage to do that, I also fished out another box of treasures that I had kept hidden from Sarah. Inside was the 1.5 kilo silver chain and matching bracelet I had bought shortly before meeting her, which she had made it clear she did not like and that I should sell (which I told her I had). I donned both, and balanced things out with an enormous chunky Diesel watch that Sarah had also sneered at. I knew I'd get some comments from the guys with all this bling on display, but hey, it felt good to finally rediscover the old me a bit. Really taking the theme and running with it, I also stopped by the corner shop on my way to the tube and bought a couple of packets of Marlboro Gold and a lighter, deciding that all the nagging about my social smoking was going to be a thing of the past. The night out was fantastic, not a full-on drinking binge like it could have been but rather a relaxed evening with the guys. I got a couple of comments about how chilled I seemed from when we had last managed to meet up, and couldn't help but agree that I was happy to have a break from Sarah. Although we didn't talk about it at length, I think my friends knew the writing was on the wall for that relationship. With the restrictions on opening hours, the night ended far too quickly and we all made our way off in search of home. Or at least, they did. The one other friend who would be getting the tube suddenly realised he needed to rush to catch a train from London Bridge so he fled towards the station while I went to the loo for a strategic piss, meaning that by the time I was out of the pub I was alone. It was then I realised how close I was to Hampstead Heath, and a decision was made. I wasn't stinking drunk, but my inhibitions were definitely down. My arse had been enjoyably stretched out all evening by the buttplug, and I knew I needed it to get a proper seeing-to. I had already basically decided that I would not be living at our flat anymore when Sarah got back from the States, so despite the fact that I had not broken up with her, my brain when into Single Man Mode. For me, that meant one thing: cock...

Thought it could be fun to start a thread on the differences between gay and straight. Can be serious, stereotype, or just tongue in... cheek, whatever strikes you, as a difference in the two cultures; Here's one just to start it off. In straight culture, if a man tells a woman: "I love you" she's afraid he doesn't want relationship, that he's just trying to get in her pants. In gay culture, if a man tells a man: "I love you," the recipient is afraid he wants a relationship, and not 'just' sex. In a straight dynamic, sex is payment for something. i a gay dynamic, sex is the something. Hope to read some further quips and thoughts on how guys with guys vs guys with women dynamic plays out.

Was out over the weekend with a couple of friends to dine and wine. As always I am ready, douched and lubed because sex for me is that moment. We had a couple joints before going to this nice boutique bar/restaurant. I was hoping we get a waiter since there were two guys that were really cute and showing off quite a bulge. Luckily it was him at out table. Maybe impressed by my bubble butt. We kept eyeing each other and he kept bringing his bulge close to my arms. Then I asked him about the washroom to which he took me to the employees only washroom. He came inside telling me that he too would like to use the washroom as it had a pot and a urinal. I deliberately lowers my jeans to expose my gstring and he couldn't take the tease. Aimed his 8in at my hole and slammed it in. All this while I was still using the urinal. Luckily I had lubed up, had some weed before and eventually started sniffing my poppers. Fucked me maybe 15-20 strokes and he loaded me. First one of the night. My friends knew exactly why I was so excited and shaky and spent the rest of the night with them where they loaded me a few more time.

Part 7 - The English Village He looked around the grand study of the Chalfont Weir mansion waiting for the solicitor to finish going through the details of the will line by line. Finally he handed over the keys and deeds to the mansion and grounds. "The body will be released tomorrow, you will be making the funeral arrangements?" Bodrick asked. Marcin nodded "Partly, could I ask you to help with them?" he asked. "Yes of course" Bodrick replied, "Gerald has a family plot in the Chalfont Fortis church yard". "That is fine then" Marcin confirmed, "I won't be attending as I have to go overseas". Bodrick looked up at him "I see. Whom shall I invite?" he asked. Marcin smiled "It is a village, the villagers will all turn up even if not invited" he replied. Marcin had identified the perfect location for where his master could rest peacefully during the day. The builders would be arriving tomorrow to start repairing the crumbling boundary walls then he would be heading back to Romania to move Gregor here. As of yet he was unsure what Gregor had planned but he was assuming it was start chipping away at the pure blood's family and friends. Marcin already knew that any Kovalek or Berkhoff descendants had to be removed and picked off individually and so far they had remained very well hidden, as to why that was the case he had no idea but assumed it was Gregor's way. For a summer day it was quite fascinating for Jacob who sat outside the safe house on the porch in the middle of a blizzard that had appeared out of nowhere. He was finding it hard being around Tomas knowing he was going away, despite nothing going on between them he had fallen head over heels in love with the man. He wasn’t sure how or why it happened, all the stolen glances and admiring him had left Jacob in a bit of a mess since he seemed more interested in Christian. The last couple of days had been pretty quiet and calm, Connor had been out walking for hours on his own each day. Evan and he had not spoken much about their visit to the Ulvan's, only that they would be in touch. Evan was leaving it down to Connor to tell Jacob and Christian about them since it was more of a personal matter. Tomas had his bag packed and arrangements made for their four day trip to England, apart from accompanying Christian to his parents they would also be heading Chalfont Fortis to stay with Connor's parents in the coach house. Connor had spoken to his parents explaining that Tomas and Christian would fill them in more of what was happening, his father though was quick to pick up that it had something to do with the book. Connor told his father that is no myth and he was part of it and to read a specific book held in the university that his history professor had. Christian was relieved to be going home, at least he would be able to get some clothes from his flat, see his parents before they went to Connor's village. The blizzard cleared as quickly as it arrived and Christian stood by the door waiting for Tomas as Connor came back from his walk. It wasn't only the snow that was cold as Christian watched him walking closer, Connor had never felt more distant from him and he wondered if his new intimate friendship with Jacob was the reason behind it. "Are you all set?" Connor asked approaching Christian in an awkward manner. "I think so" Christian replied looking apprehensive, "I can't help myself now with no protection". Connor felt the guilt again "You will be fine Christian, just stay close to Tomas" he said. Christian nodded and smiled "Whoever thought that a 19 year old would be hiding from a vampire". Connor laughed "We all are" he said thankful Christian was smiling, "I err..." he began saying before Tomas appeared. Tomas patted Christian on the shoulder "Right shall we get going?" he asked looking at him. Christian nodded "Take care of him Tomas" Connor said as Jacob walked in. Tomas grinned at Christian "Don't worry we will be back in four days" he assured them. Jacob came over to say good bye along with Evan, Ivan drove them down the hill to the airport for their flight to Bergen then on to London. Evan was pretty astute and picked up the weird vibe from Jacob, he put his arm around his shoulder telling him Tomas would be back in a few days. Jacob could not bring himself to look at Evan and just nodded. Their journey to Christian's home in Oxford was pretty quick and very uneventful, his parents were pleased to see him asking all about his research trip. In his head he had played over and over what to tell them, he played it down and stayed for dinner with Tomas. Unlike Connor, Christian was independent and had a room in the university dorm which meant him departing would not be seen as different. Although that night they stayed at his parents, then by morning they left with Tomas driving the rental car towards Chalfont Fortis. Seeing the signs Christian looked at him "Not far to go now" he said. "Do you know his parents and friend James?" Tomas asked turning off the main road. "I have seen a photo of his parents. You know his father is a famous historian" Christian told him. Tomas nodded "I heard he was in historical circles" he said, "What about James?". Christian shrugged "I know what he looks like but not really spoken much to him" he replied. They drove along the country roads and entered the village early afternoon approaching the church where the bridge crossed the stream. Christian noticed a large congregation in the graveyard all dressed in black and he spotted Connor's father amongst the gathering. He told Tomas to stop the car pointing out Connor's father and what must be his mother. They parked the car at the front of the church and got out, they walked slowly towards the gate, the closer they got the more Christian began feeling his body fighting and resisting stepping foot inside the church yard walls, it was pulling him back. "I can't" Christian suddenly said looking frightened, "My body knows not to stand on sacred ground". Tomas put his arm around him "Then we wait here" he said assuring him walking back to the car. "Nothing can protect me then" Christian said looking at him with a worried look, "It is worse than I thought". Tomas comforted him until he settled down and the congregation began dispersing, Christian caught sight of James leaving with his parents. As they waited by the car Edward looked over at the two strangers and nodded to his wife steering her over towards them. "Tomas, Christian?" Edward asked and they nodded, "Edward and my wife Jane" he said. "Pleased to meet you" Tomas said shaking hands with them followed by Christian. "You are reading history with Connor" Edward said shaking his hand. Christian nodded "Yes, we started working on this assignment together" he replied. Edward nodded "Some assignment that has turned out to be" he said looking at them both. "Apologies if we are interrupting your day" Tomas said looking over at the graveyard. Edward nodded "Not here, follow us back to the manor house" he told them. They followed their car across the bridge then down the country lane until they reached Fortis Manor. Christian looked at Tomas and joked that it looked even creepier than Vadimov mansion making Tomas chuckle. Exiting the car they followed on and noticed Edward looking in the glass of the door before inviting them in. "You checked didn't you?" Christian said entering behind Tomas as Edward closed the door. Edward smiled "Very observant of you. Yes I did, had to make sure you are who we are expecting". "Come in to the kitchen" Jane said taking her hat off, "I will make us some tea". Christian bravely pushed in front of Tomas "How much do you know?" he asked. Edward nodded and went to the library returning with the book placing it on the table "The book" he said. Tomas opened it and nodded "Evan's ancestors prophecy" he said to Christian looking at him. "Books like this don't appear on your doorstep for no reason" Edward said sitting down, "That much I know". "Have you known all along?" Christian asked going in to research mode. "No, I mean it took a few years until we figured it was to do with Connor's real parents" Edward replied. Christian looked at them both "But you believe this is no fairy tale?" he asked. They both nodded "Historian's keep an open mind, any kind of tale has some truth" Edward replied. Jane poured tea and sat down with them "But strange things have happened here" she said. Edward nodded and Christian was about to fire another question before Tomas put a hand on his shoulder letting Edward speak "A few days ago Gerald Smythe fell from the bank in to the stream, he banged his head and drowned in the shallow water, that is who was buried just now. He owned the Chalfont Weir estate up the road. What is strange is he never goes out a night, he is sort of a recluse and lived a solitude life. The man was nice and always chatted to Connor and James when they played in the stream by the bridge, but very much enjoyed his own company. That said he always attended church and talked to every one. What is so alarming is that he went out late at night and fell in to the stream, I mean he knows this area better than anyone. Literally the day after his death I found out that his estate and fortune had been left to some long lost relative. What is most fascinating is that I did ancestral research with Gerald a year or so back and I know there are no relatives living. Gerald was the last of the Smythe family". "So who is this so called relative?" Tomas asked looking at them both. "No one knows. He arrived back today and seen with builders inspecting the boundary walls" Jane said. "He seems to be more reclusive than Gerald was. Moved in very quickly as well" Edward informed them. Edward sat there looking at Tomas "How much danger is Connor in?" he asked tapping the book. Tomas looked at him "He is the pure blood that Kovalek seeks" he told them both. "Then we must destroy him" Jane responded, "And those around him?" she now asked. "I think you know" Tomas replied, "Kovalek will target them. For now we say no more, that way you stay safe". Edward nodded fully understanding what Tomas was saying "Then no more talk of it" he said. "Communicate by text messaging from now" Tomas added, "You know technology is beyond Kovalek". Both parents nodded "We do need to see James, Connor's friend" Tomas said. "He is coming over later, we spoke with him at the service" Jane said, "Is he safe?" she asked. “I don’t think any of us are” Christian replied straight away. Jane looked at Christian "Have you seen him Christian?" she asked, "Did he attack you?". Christian nodded "He visited us and I saw him in the street looking up at me. He wants to destroy me" he replied. Tomas looked at him waiting for more "The last time I don't want to talk about if you don't mind" Christian added. Tomas slipped a hand under the table and squeezed his leg gently, then he began reeling off the message on to Connor's parents, it was simple and direct telling them to read up on how to protect themselves and he was fine. When James came by he was surprised to see Christian and was completely confused by what he was being told to do and to wear a crucifix at all times that Tomas handed over to him. "Where is Connor now, is he in danger?" James asked looking around the table. "At the moment he is fine, I cannot tell you where he is" Tomas said. James looked at him "I want to help" he said with a defiant look. "James. Keep yourself safe and do not talk about him to anyone who asks" Christian said. James nodded "There is little you can do at the moment. You must keep yourself safe" Tomas told him. Edward stood up "The coach house has been made up for you both to stay the night" he said. The guests left and Connor's parents went back to the book reading up on Tomas's suggestion. The coach house stood at the bottom of the drive to the manor house and was comfortable for them. It had been a long day and they were both tired and needed some sleep now darkness had fallen. James walked back home to his parents forgetting all about the crucifix and still trying to fathom out everything that he had found out that day. Residing above the garage the coach house had everything they needed for the night. Tomas opening the bedroom window to let some fresh air in hoping it would cool the room down in the height of the summer evening that was warm and humid. By late evening Tomas was fast asleep but Christian woke up itching all over his body. He could hear a van of some description moving along the country lanes, he went over to the window and peered out at the distant Chalfont Weir estate house and the headlights turning out of the driveway. The itching in his body stopped and he watched the headlight heading over the bridge and out of the village. Christian jumped feeling the arms of Tomas wrap around him, he giggled as Tomas kissed the back of his neck slowly turning him around until their lips met. His kiss was instant taking Christian over and his body rose off the ground, wrapping his legs and arms around the muscular body as he kissed him deeply. He felt safe in those arms carrying him over to the bed and gently lowering him down on to his back. Christian moaned lovingly as Tomas began kissing him all over his body, his senses getting heightened and a craving taking over from each kiss. Slowly he began working back up his abdomen, taking his time then sucking on each nipple in turn. Every movement made had Christian moan louder and his body responded heaving up as his anticipation and excitement grew. The warmth of the air in the coach house and the heat in his body causing him to sweat filling the air with his scent that flowed out of the open window. His tongue ran up his chin then quickly sank in to his mouth in a long lingering kiss that seemed to go on for ever. Tomas lay between his legs and using his feet he caressed those muscular hairy legs. Slowly Tomas move one leg, then the other until he had Christian in position ready to penetrate and make love to. Tomas enjoyed sex and making love to Christian yet he felt it was not complete, hidden in his thoughts for some reason was Jacob. Staring down at Christian he slipped the head of his cock inside. Christian moaned and stared up with open eyes, his hands roaming over Tomas's back and lifting his head he kissed him before falling back feeling more of him entering in to his body. The subtle yet engaging way he penetrated up to his balls had Christian gripping on to him for life, his body craving the sex knowing how amazingly Tomas performed. Melding together as one, they kissed and his arms wrapped around Christian holding him close. His body shunting forward then back over Christian as he made love, over and over in a slow dance of sexual indulgence for them both. They had formed such a close bond through a mutual friendship and sex. Their bodies wet with sweat as the love making continued in a slow pace for nearly an hour, scared to let go of each other and only they mattered right now. Christian's scent concentrating in to water vapour and rising out through the open window filling the air around the coach house and wafting away on the warm night breeze. Tomas kissed his top lip making a low rising moan deep in his chest, his orgasm was beginning to surface. He looked down and kissed him hard moaning again and this time in to Christian's mouth. His arms tightened around Christian's beautiful body and neck holding him so close. Christian's cock trapped between their sweaty bodies began pulsing as soon as he felt Tomas reaching his sexual peak, he grabbed him around the neck pulling him closer as Tomas's climaxed, grunting loudly his body shunted up quickly and holding still. All movement stopped and Christian softly moaned feeling the rampant pulsing in his arse from Tomas ejaculating inside him, the odd jolt coming from Tomas's hips with his orgasm receding. Lifting his head he kissed Christian lovingly and staying locked in this position for several more minutes enjoying the feel of each other. Marcin stood in the entrance hall dimming the lights to a more tolerable level. He looked up at the staircase where Gregor stood before walking down and stretching his neck from the long sleep and journey to England by road. "The village?" Gregor asked walking down the last few steps. "Pretty and very English, not much in the way of non religious persons" Marcin replied. Gregor nodded "I feel a late night stroll" he said looking around the place then walking towards the doors. "The walls will be completed in a few days time" Marcin advised stepping outside with him. Gregor nodded then sniffed deeply and looked at Marcin "Master what have you picked up?" he asked. Gregor smirked "The one you marked is close by, did you not know?" he replied. "No master, I have not seen anyone around here" Marcin said looking perplexed. "Yes he is definitely here" Gregor said sniffing deeply again then smirking, "Be ready" he added Marcin bowed his head "Excellent work Marcin, yet again you please me" Gregor said. "Thank you master" Marcin said bowing his head, "The protectors are also in place at Vadimov". "Good. Tomorrow we need to find someone to meet my needs" Gregor advised him. "Of course master, I will do some research" Marcin said bowing his head again watching Gregor leave. Gliding down the long drive in the humid night air the village appeared peaceful and pleasant he thought as he got to the country lane. He sniffed turning right and walking towards the bridge. He stopped again sniffing deeply then looked down the lane, if his sense of smell was not deceiving him then the marked one was very close by now. His dark dense mist rapidly appeared and he disappeared out of sight moving rapidly down the country lane. Christian sat up having just got to sleep, his skin itching again and his body was still wet from their sex. He was wondering if he was dreaming as a shiver ran up his spine then a yearning hit his body drawing him over to the window, moving quietly so as not to disturb Tomas. He eyes focusing out in to the darkness darting left to right at the ground below the coach house. He could see the leaves on the tree moving quite elegantly in the warm night breeze. Christian felt a presence and looked over his shoulder at Tomas who was still sleeping, he looked back out of the window unsure what he was looking for. His body itched again and the yearning grew ever stronger, he was scared yet he knew Kovalek was very close. Unable to pull himself away from the window he stared long and hard in both directions long the lane that run past the coach house gates. A chill ran up his body and his eyes made contact, standing there looking up at him was Gregor Kovalek. Desperately he wanted to cry out and alert Tomas but he was unable to break away from those icy blue eyes that now had him locked in, his thoughts clouding over quickly that confused him until he saw clearly. Christian blinked and silently walked over to the stairs moving down them towards the door, his hand reached up unlocking then opening it he stepped outside. The warm air sucked in to the coach house flowing up the stairs causing Tomas to stir. He walked the few meters to the gates bare foot and naked. Gregor waited by the gate his eyes fixed on Christian, he knew that that the marked one had no way of escaping him now, Christian opened the gate stepping out of safety and the few steps until he stood face to face him. A powerful force driving him forward his head full of Kovalek’s thoughts that crushed his own burying them deep, Christian smiled and stepped closer kissing him on the mouth. Gregor fought his urge to just bite him and instead he responded slowly at first kissing him back. Christian's hands reached up resting around his neck. Gregor began to get excited, he could feel the love in this body for the pure blood and that he was now at his mercy. The words he spoke to the pure blood that night that he would take Christian first appeared to be coming true. At last he would know what it really felt like that night when he invaded Connor's head whilst they copulated, for he now had a desire to copulate with him. Gregor locked Christian in his arms wrapping them around the young man, he whimpered slightly feeling the coldness entering his back then spreading through his body. Gregor locked him in the kiss and began lowering him down on to the hard surface of the road. Christian felt body yearning again and heaved upwards wanting to feel the warmth but he was met with the icy chill that soothed his body relaxing him. Gregor kissed him deeply, his tongue tasting the young lad and the mark left in him by Marcin. Pulling his hefty cock out he lowered himself, Christian's legs rose around his waist as the tip of his cock met the warmth of his hole. Gregor raised his head at the strangest of sensations now running through his very sensitive body, his hips moved and the hole gave a little allowing him to enter his body. His cock now surrounded by warmth initiating their mating, quickly it turned cold numbing any pain that Christian might have felt. Pushing again it hit warmth then cold. Christian moaned softly pulling Gregor back down to kiss him, the stark coldness numbing any pain in his already cooling relaxed body. Readily he accepted him with his back held up by Gregor's arms, his cock gliding through impaling the young man on his nine inches of hard chilling cock. His hips began slowly undulating in waves. Gregor surprised by natural and exciting this felt, something he had not experienced for over a hundred years. The sexual feeling flowing between their bodies almost causing him to lose control of Christian, he stopped kissing him to look in his eyes but the young lad was so deeply in his control and responding to his sex. Gregor licked his lips as the intense surges of his sexual beast woke realising he was enjoying this greatly, in that flash of a moment he decided that Christian was way too valuable to destroy tonight. Instead he would keep him alive to be like him and be at his side. His thoughts returned to the matter at hand as he kissed and bit his lip drawing a little blood that he lapped up. The purity of the young man’s blood coursed through his body and he shuddered reaching orgasm and ejaculating his dark seed deep inside him. His roar from the orgasm filled the night air. The concentrated blood plasma in his semen began infiltrating rapidly in to Christian's blood stream, multiplying at speed. Already Gregor could smell his mark rising from Christian's body, looking down at the young lad watching the body and waiting for the reaction and sign that his plasma had reached the young lads heart. Tomas woke hearing the strange noise then felt the warm air and the door clanking against its hinges from the warm breeze. He woke and sat up looking around then panicked noticing Christian was gone, jumping out of bed and running over to the window seeing a tangling of bodies in the road. The dark coat and legs that were held up almost made him feel sick, he knew that Kovalek was inseminating Christian with his seed. Grabbing his bag getting the holy water and crucifix out he ran down the stairs. Christian screwed his eyes up feeling burning sensation spreading rapidly through his lower body to one side and rising upwards. He could feel his heart beginning to pound in his chest, he whimpered almost silently from the agony like he was being stabbed by sharp needles. His body shook and he began sweating profusely, the feeling now spread through every part of his body with his mutating blood being pumped out from his heard, the pure strain of Gregor's DNA reaching every blood vessel, destroying his own DNA. His body tensed then relaxed again and Gregor smiled stroking the side of his face. Slowly he was beginning to recover some control of his body and thoughts again. Gregor kissed him tenderly on the mouth "You will serve by my side, be one like me" he said seductively. Christian blinked looking up at him "What have you done to me?" he asked softly. Gregor smiled down at him "My blood is inside you now. You will never be free of me now". Tears trickled down the side of his face, he knew he didn't want this and he couldn't figure out how to fight it, his mental capacity was still blocked preventing him from resisting. This time it felt different as though he was not in his head messing with him, instead it was total control bringing them together. Gregor smiled and kissed his lower lip, his chin, under his chin. Christian moaning in pleasure as he kissed moving around and nudging his neck over to one side exposing the point where his carotid artery ran. His canine fangs quickly extended and with brutal efficiency he bit down. Christian gasped, his eyes opened wide and his body arched up going tense for a split second before it relaxed again in some floating erotic state. He knew this was bad yet he could not stop it from happening. The blood flowed easily and he sucked almost purring in delight as his body became nourished. The blood was so good and pure that he wanted to keep going, but he refrained and only took enough to keep him going and to keep the young man alive. Removing his fangs he licked the spot sealing the artery up but leaving two distinct vampire marks. Gregor smiled at how wonderfully pure the blood was and he could taste his own blood that now dominated the body, it was making him feel even stronger. With Christian's blood nourishing his body he smiled down ready to curse him to the darkness. He got to his knees kneeling over Christian and made a cut with his fingernail across the palm of his hand drawing blood, he wouldn't have long before it healed itself and all needed now was Christian to take his blood in its purest form. Tomas came tearing out shouting at Gregor who held Christian's mouth open. Gregor looked at Tomas and squeezed his palm forming a drop of blood and staring in to Christian's eyes. In his head he could hear Tomas's voice, yet he was powerless again as he stared in to those icy blue eyes with a desperate need to be with Gregor. Tomas panicked and threw the crucifix he was carrying at Gregor. It hit Gregor on the back putting him off just enough, the drop of blood landing on Christian's chin. His back burned and he stood up facing Tomas with menacing look realising the man coming to him was a protector from Romania and potentially dangerous. Tomas still half asleep didn't think of the consequences, he needed to stop Christian taking any blood. Gregor smirked opening his arms and he barraged fast towards Tomas taking him by surprise, he managed to smear his cursed blood across the protector’s lips as their bodies crashed together. Tomas spun around disorientated then found himself standing their staring in to the icy blue eyes. Tomas felt the full power of his gaze twisting the thoughts in his head as his body was now pulled forward uncontrollably. Unable to take his eyes off from their fixation on Gregor's he fell in to his arms that closed around him swiftly spinning him over on to his back landing on the road. With eye contact finally broken Tomas tried to reach for his crucifix but Gregor grabbed his arms holding them with one hand. Extending his fangs his jabbed the palm of his free hand then held it over Tomas's mouth. He closed his eyes to stop himself looking at him, his lips tightly closed as drops of blood landed on them, he could taste blood already seeping in to his mouth. He fought to keep his eyes closed for if he opened them he knew Gregor could get in his head then curse him to darkness. Gregor sat across Tomas pinning him down, he began freaking out hearing Gregor beginning to recite a curse above him "Bad blood of Christ be gone. The protector sins, drops of cursed blood now pass your lips. Your body to repel, thou shalt no longer bear his protection and be marked". Tomas pushed and heaved with all his might trying to push Gregor off, tasting yet even more blood passing his lips in to his mouth. No matter how much he tried not to swallow the blood trickled down in to his throat. Gregor stood laughing then turned his head as Edward came down the path holding the bible and cross aloft. He couldn't risk taking Christian now as the man got closer and closer and he could feel the heat radiating from the combined strength of the two religious artefacts beginning to affect him. Gregor launched himself towards Edward at speed. His hands went up holding his coat tail open as the dark swirls of mist filled the air and he disappeared. A rush of wind and dust blew Edward off his feet before a weird silence now hit the air around him, he stood and looked at Christian who lay still, Tomas writhing in pain holding his stomach as the effects of the blood and curse began to take hold of his body expelling his protection. Struggling to remove the crucifix around his neck as the pain grew in intensity inside his body. Edward ran over to help Tomas, he had no idea what he was doing and noticed that Tomas was struggling to get the crucifix away. Edward grabbed the chain and abruptly ripped it from Tomas's neck. He checked Tomas and he didn't appear to be showing any wounds so he went over to check on Christian. He had spats of blood on his chin and a bite mark on his neck, he was breathing and what looked like sleeping with a hint of a smile on his face. Tomas cried out in agony hunched up in a ball as the pain seared through his body, his muscles cramping and spasms jolting in his body. Suddenly Tomas went quiet and sat up then called over to Edward telling him to take Christian inside. He picked up a limp Christian then helped Tomas to his feet who again was letting out agonising cries and bending over as they stumbled up to the manor house. Jane came running out and took over helping Tomas and inside the safety of the manor house. Edward looked over to Jane "Kovalek is here in Chalfont Weir" he said looking worried. She nodded "He has come for Connor?" she asked in a hushed tone. Tomas sat up breathing hard "Yes, this place is not safe for you both" he said then cried out. "What can I do to help this?" Jane asked rushing over to Tomas. He cried out again "Noth... Nothing" he managed to say, "Blood... On Christian's chin wipe it away". Jane nodded understanding what he was saying and the urgency in his voice, she grabbed a cloth and went over to Christian wiping the blood off his chin and the drop on his cheek. Tomas bent over again going silent clenching his stomach and falling to his knees, he stayed in that position for several minutes before he straightened up looking ghostly white and dazed. "What happened?" Edward asked kneeling down in front of him. "He cursed me" Tomas replied through agonising breaths, "I will be alright" he said. Connor's parents looked at each other "What did the book say?" Jane asked her husband. Edward shook his head "There is no mention of curses of redactions for them" he replied. Tomas cried in agony again then looked at Edward "He was about to take Christian" he said. "Is he going to be alright?" Jane asked looking at Christian. Tomas nodded "It takes time for the bite effect in his body to wear off" he replied standing up. "And you?" Jane asked, "Are you going to be alright Tomas?" she sounded scared looking at him. "I took his blood. My protection is gone" Tomas said breathing hard, "Once it is done I will be fine". Tomas was now in the same position as Christian with no protection from Gregor. In effect he was now marked making them both easy targets for Gregor. It was a few hours before the curse and blood in Tomas had eased from gaining control of his body. His focus was now Christian and explaining to Connor's parents he would need to take Christian and himself off to Svalbard first thing in the morning. If not then Kovalek would return night after night until he succeeded. Christian opened his eyes and moaned trying to sit upright. He looked at the worried look on Tomas's and Connor's parents faces. "What happened?" Christian asked looking bewildered, "I feel so tired... So tired" he said. "Rest Christian" Tomas said easing him back down on the bed, "In the morning we leave". Christian felt his neck and the indentations "He got me didn't he?" he asked beginning to remember. Tomas nodded "I am so sorry Christian, I failed to keep you safe" he said visibly upset. Christian stroked his arm "It was not you" he said looking up at him, "He controls me". "I still failed Christian" Tomas said looking at him, "What do you mean controls you?" he asked. Christian gazed at him looking deathly white as his eyes closed and fell in to a deep sleep. Edward came over and picked him up and carried him to Connor's bedroom assuring Tomas he would be safe there. The pains in Tomas's body had now stopped, inside he was now having the strangest feeling that resonated to what Christian said after they rescued him. He followed Edward and laid on the bed next to him. His one job in life to protect and he felt like he had failed, how Kovalek over powered him with such ease and strength was mind boggling. Edward and Jane left them alone to get some sleep, they were both in shock at what had happened and sleep did not come easy for anyone in the manor except Christian. Edward was finding the whole thing surreal having seen a vampire in real life. Not even he could have imagined coming face to face with one despite lecturing about them years ago. In the early hours of the morning he watched the weird light in the sky lost in his own thoughts and unable to sleep. Connor got out of bed unable to sleep with worry since they had not heard from Tomas or Christian, opening the blackout shutters the dull light hitting him at this ridiculous time of 2am. He dressed and walked downstairs deciding to get some fresh air when he walked outside spotting Jacob sat there staring at the sky. "Can't sleep either?" Connor asked catching Jacob by surprise. "No" Jacob replied looking at him sitting next to him, "It is so weird how it never gets dark". Connor chuckled "Yeah, kind of breaks what is normal for us, but here it is normal" he said. Jacob nodded "Worried about them?" he asked glancing at Connor. "A bit but I am sure they are okay" Connor replied as Jacob held his hand. "Thank you for rescuing me" Jacob said kissing his hand, "I still can't remember much about it". Connor looked at him "How will things be normal after all of this?" Jacob asked. "No idea" Connor replied, "It will either end well or go horribly wrong" he said then laughed. Jacob glanced at him laughing then kissed him on the cheek. Connor looked at him momentarily then pulled him in kissing him frantically and hauling Jacob to his feet. Jacob grabbed his cock rubbing it and they stumbled back inside and moved quickly upstairs to Connor's bedroom. Clothes flew in the air, heated passion exuded all around them as they fell on to the bed locking their arms around each other. Jacob pulled away and turned around looking at Connor over his shoulder wriggling his arse and grinning. Connor rubbing his foreskin back growled shuffling up the bed, spitting at his hole then pushing his cock deep inside Jacob who cried loudly in to the pillow yet still pushing his arse back wanting more. Grabbing his hips and holding Jacob steady he began delivery long deep thrusts using the entire length of his cock from tip to base, over and over he did this and more and more Jacob pushed back every time he went balls deep. Connor grabbed him around the waist pulling him up until Jacob was sat astride on his cock, they kissed passionately for several minutes as Connor ground his cock in to him. His fingers playing with Jacob's nipples until his arms circled around his body holding him down firmly on his cock. A pure erotic smile appeared on Jacob's mouth as he felt the subtle movement of Connor's cock deep inside. His hips began moving slowly at first then gradually picked up speed, kissing between changes in tempo whilst Jacob played with his cock. He moaned feeling the tempo enter a steady rapid pace and Connor began to breathe erratically. Just those changes were enough to bring Jacob to orgasm, his head rolled back resting against Connor's neck. Shooting his load his arse pushed back harder and Connor responded going faster and faster until he peaked. His arms tightened their hold on Jacob and his hips thrusted up hard releasing days of back up seed in to Jacob. He waited until he felt Connor relax and he kissed him passionately holding his head close and feeling the warmth of their bodies together. Connor pulled Jacob back until he was sat impaled on his cock, both sighing happily. Connor moved his cock out and fell on to his back pulling Jacob with him "I needed that" he said. Jacob chuckled "Certainly seemed like it" he said playing with Connor's nipples. Connor smiled kissing him on the head "Is there something between you and Christian?" Jacob asked. "We are in the same lecture at university and did this research together" Connor replied. Jacob leaned up looking at him "That is how we have all ended up in this mess!" he remarked. "It was never supposed to be anything like this" Connor replied staring up at the ceiling. Jacob licked Connor's right nipple "I think you should talk to Christian, he likes you a lot". "Maybe" Connor said without commitment, "How about you sit on this and sort it out again?" he asked. "Happy to" Jacob replied climbing on top, "But talk to him Connor, don't lose what you could have". Connor smiled and moaned feeling Jacob's arse surrounding his cock, looking at Jacob only served to confirm that he was not in love with Jacob just yet. Maybe he was right and his heart’s desire does lie with Christian, but he couldn't deny that Jacob was ruling his heart right now though the pleasure he was providing. Tomas woke up and saw Christian sitting on the side of the bed looking out of the window at the changing colours of daylight and the sun rising over the hills. He sat up and put a hand on Christian's shoulder, he turned to look at Tomas with his face now etched in worry and fear. Silently Tomas slid over the bed and wrapped Christian in his arms holding him tight. “Why me?” Christian asked looking frightened more than ever, “Why is he picking on me?”. Tomas squeezed him in comfort “I think he knows of your hidden desire for Connor” he replied. Christian nodded “You mean by getting to me he will get to Connor” he now asked. Tomas nodded "I failed you last night" he said unable to hide his emotions in his voice. Christian stared out the window "He knows I am weak" he said after a pause, "I want me to join him". Tomas hugged him "I won't let it happen Christian" he said feeling him breaking down in his arms. Christian shook his head "I don't know how stop this from happening" he said wiping his eyes. "We will fight him off whatever it takes" Tomas said trying to reassure him. "It is no good" Christian said, "He has this control over my body, and he knew I was here". Edward knocked on the door "Guys Jane has done breakfast if you want to come down" he said. Christian turned and nodded "Thank you Edward" he said. After breakfast they set off for the airport with Edward and Jane refusing to lease Chalfont Fortis telling them they would be okay and someone needed to keep an eye on the Chalfont Weir estate if that is where they suspect Kovalek was residing. On the flight to Oslo Christian remained very quiet and subdued, he constantly pulled his jumper up to cover the bite mark on his neck. Tomas kept looking at him, he had a very loving fondness for Christian that kept drawing them to sex. Right now he needed to keep his head clear and focus on getting the job done.

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A number of people have commented that, ethically and legally, you're in the clear - he's no longer a student, you didn't hit on him when he was one, you didn't use the school connection to make contact. So what remains is: do YOU want to continue having sex with him, or not? For this purpose, everything else is extraneous, because if you don't want to sleep with him again - for ANY reason - you don't have to, and you don't owe him an explanation of why, other than "I don't want to." There's no need to justify it to yourself with a rule about not shitting where you eat; if you don't want to have sex with him again, don't. There can be any reason, or no reason at all, and you don't have to supply him with one regardless. If you do want to sleep with him again, then (as discussed) you're ethically and legally in the clear. At that point, it's just a matter of deciding whether your general rule about sex with former students is ironclad enough to rule this one out (in which case, see the previous paragraph), or whether this situation seems different enough from what you envisioned when you crafted that rule that you think it could be okay. Which may simply mean revising the rule a bit, ie not sleeping with any former student until he's been out of school long enough to have finished college (whether he went or not). That would mean a guy in his mid-20's is fine, but not someone who was, say, 19 going on 20.

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Chapter 3 - Jim POV 1 year later. Ted and I started seeing each other exclusively 2 months after we met. We moved to a different city to start our new life - a spur of the moment decision, a leap of faith. Ted described us as two lost souls who found each other. He had been honest to me about his past infidelities. I thought he would have wanted an open relationship, but he was the one who suggested exclusivity. To be honest, I would have been willing to try an open relationship with Ted. I think unlike my previous relationship with Ray, I feel secure with Ted even if we were in an open relationship. He said that he should learn how to do things differently from his previous relationships and learn to be faithful. As I generally favour a closed relationship, I thought we would give it a go. He still shared his filthy fantasies with me when we played, which I really enjoy. We had chem sex and chem lovemaking every fortnight. It was fortunate that we found a new dealer in this new city who had been able to stock ecstasy regularly. This weekend, Ted had a client meeting back in his old city at his office headquarters. His office had booked him a 11.50 pm flight on Friday night. It was also the same weekend as our fortnightly chem sessions. I suggested we postpone our session to the following weekend seeing we only had the Friday evening (our sessions usually lasted Friday evening to saturday evening, sometimes even Sunday morning). A 11.50 pm flight would leave us very little time to play and then we had to come down separately away from each other. Ted instead, gave me an evil look and suggested, “We can make it a short chem session this weekend, and then have a proper one the following weekend.” Who was I to disagree. On the Friday morning before Ted’s flight, Ted called, “My dealer is out of ecstasy. He has quite a lot of ice in stock though. I know you’ve never tried Ice before. Interested in trying ice?” Ted had told me that he and Ben (his ex) did a lot of ice and ecstasy. Ice was far better in making the people they had invited to “forget” about condoms. The thought of Ted having sex with more than 1 person bare at the same time always got my cock hard. It was filthy and risky. I was a bit hesitant, but I was already looking forward to a good chem session with Ted tonight, so I agreed. That night, when I got home, Ted had his old pipe ready with a glass shard in it. He explained how to smoke the pipe and demonstrated for me. Heating the glass shard, he drew in a deep breath as the clouds rushed into his lungs. As he held his breath, he gestured for me to come forward to take a breath from the pipe. As I took a breath, the metallic chemical taste caught me by surprise and I coughed. His eyes crinkled with amusement as he gestured for me to come close to him, and then he kissed me and blew the clouds from his lungs into mine. Then he asked me to blow it back. We shotgunned a few times, him sucking from the pipe before blowing into me, and me returning to him. After I got used to the taste, he made me consume from the pipe directly. I felt a rush of horniess and my skin tingle. My hole felt a hunger for cock like I never felt before. Where ecstasy seemed to highlight sex, ice was a pinprick focus on sex and only sex. Normally, Ted and I would start our chem session with kissing. But Ted’s eyes burned with an animalistic lust that looked incredibly sexy. “I think you should suck me,” he said, his cock growing. I got on my knees, my face below his large cock and balls. I stared into his eyes, as I ran my tongue along his shaft and tickled his balls. He moaned with pleasure, keeping his eyes locked with mine and watching me. “I need to fuck you. Let me eat your hole, and you should wet my shaft, Prep ourselves for fucking,” a part of my mind registered that we seem to be moving through foreplay a lot faster than normal. However, my hole felt incredibly hungry and was eager for cock. After our first meeting, Ted and I had never used lube. Always just spit and his copious pre-cum. This meant we got sore faster too. While we were not into pain, the soreness reminds us of the risk and the pleasure that we had with each other. Ted had told me that the chafe raw feeling on his cock turns him on so much because it reminds him of us swapping strains that it often gets his cock achingly hard. I sat on Ted’s hungry mouth as he licked my hole roughly and pushed his tongue in to stretch the opening of my hole. It wasn’t the same as a bare knob, but it was the next best thing to it. I in turn took Ted’s cock into my mouth and swallowed it whole, letting my saliva dribble all down his shaft as I sucked his cock. He stopped tonguing my hole, spat on it a few times and told me to get on my back. As I laid back, I admired his rock hard cock sticking out of his hairy crotch, his big balls hanging low. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and pressed his knob against my hole. The slimy mix of spit and pre-cum made my hole give way as his cock penetrated my hole. Like ecstasy, I realised ice made my hole more sensitive and I relished in the feeling of a bare cock sliding into me. I asked, “Is your cock sensitive like when you’re on ecstasy?” “Yeah, it is. That’s why I hate fucking with condom when I’m high. What is the point of heightening the sensitivity but then to dampen it with a condom. Taking risks for this heightened pleasure is worth it. And I love fucking young men who take the risk to enjoy the pleasure - young men like you, Jim.” It turned me on that my hole is pleasuring my mature lover and boyfriend who is old enough to be my father. Society frowns on such intergenerational pairings and yet, here we were fucking in the most lustful and risky manner. We stared into each other’s hungry animalistic eyes as Ted pounded me in various positions. Where ecstasy had elements of raunchiness and affection, ice seemed to bring out raunchiness. Fucking seemed to be our main focus. My hole seemed perpetually hungry to be filled with a bare cock. His cock seemed perpetually hungry to penetrate my bare hole. Everytime we recover from our rest, his cock finds my hole quickly. Like with ecstasy, time moved on a different scale. Before we knew it, it was close to 9:50 pm and Ted needed to prepare to go. “I am so tempted to skip this client meeting, but it is a really important meeting. Sorry Jim. I should have listened and just waited till next weekend to play. I had fun though. I’ll be back on Monday.” “It is ok, Ted. You better get going.” Ted didn’t leave himself much time. He dressed quickly without showering and left. After Ted left, I tried my best to relax, but I felt incredibly wired and horny. I was unable to sleep and watching porn just made me think of getting my hole filled with Ted’s cock. A dark train of thought crossed my mind, “Maybe I should see who is online. I can just [banned word] and not do anything.” I had previously deleted my gaydar profile after I started seeing Ted so I had to re-create a new one. As I was flicking through profiles, I came across a profile, Hifun. The guy was 49 years old, about the same height as me, lean muscular built. He had quite dark skin, and did not look as hairy as Ted or Ray. Reading his profile, it said drug use “recreational” and safe sex as “always”. I noticed that his profile was linked to his boyfriend, so I clicked onto his boyfriend’s profile. HIs boyfriend was offline. HIs boyfriend was 23, 5’7, and quite slim. Hifun must like slim guys. I found some pics on my computer and uploaded them onto a 3rd party photo sharing site. I messaged him with a link to the photos. Me (Jim): Nice pics you got. Here is a link to my pics. What are you up to tonight? Hifun: Nothing much. Boyfriend is visiting family. Had someone over earlier this evening and he just left. I still haven’t cum though, smoking too much ice and still horny. Howabout you 😉 Me (Jim): I had some ice earlier this evening with my boyfriend. He had to catch a flight. Am still horny so I jumped online to have a look around. Hifun: I still have some more ice if you want to come and play 😉 Me (Jim): Do you fuck guys bare? I froze after I sent the message. I was only supposed to be [banned word] online. Hifun: Yes - I hate fucking with condoms especially when I’m high. I put safe on my profile because my partner and I agreed that we should only play safe with other people. But he wouldn’t be here when you and I play, he wouldn’t know 😉 My cock sprang up. The thought that Hifun was cheating on his boyfriend turned me on. The idea of me cheating of Ted and finding another man’s cock to satisfy me tonight made me so horny, even though somewhere deep in the back of my mind, I am appalled by my reaction. I need to shut this down. Instead of just dropping it and leaving, I wrote to Hifun a response. Me (Jim): I love fucking raw while high. Unfortunately, I’m poz. Also, I have a bf, I really shouldn’t. -There,- I thought, -that should end this.- Hifun: Well, aren’t you an honest boy. I’m poz too. No reason we cannot still fuck. You should come over. Casual sex partners who have boyfriends are the best. No complications and just purely sex. It will be our dirty secret that we keep from our boyfriends. Let’s scratch each other’s itch since our bfs are away. My cock instantly became rock hard that it ached. I tried to focus on how much I loved Ted and how I felt blessed to have met him at my lowest point. Instead my drugged fuelled horniess made my hole so hungry for cock. If I cannot have Ted’s bare cock, then a cheating poz top would be a perfect substitute . There was an added sense of comfort and sleaziness that I wouldn’t be the only person cheating in this casual encounter. Me (Jim): Ok, I can shower and come over. Hifun: No, don’t shower. I want you filthy with sex with your boyfriend. I haven’t showered after my sex session too. I want us to be filthy. My cock ached at the idea. Hifun didn’t live far from me. He told me his name is Ralph and I took a cab over. He answered the door with only boxers on. His chest was well built and smooth. His forearms and legs had some hair. He wasn’t as wide as Ted, but still powerful. He smelt of sweat and sex like me. My cock grew in my pants, but I was still quite nervous. He invited me in and took me into the living room where we took a seat facing each other. He passed me the pipe, “Have some. I’ll have some more after you. I’ve been blowing clouds while waiting for you to get here. It will put you in the right mood.” I blew clouds and it eased my nerves and soon, horniness seemed to overpower everything. I handed the pipe back to him and he shook his head and said, “Have some more.” I had more and was spinning, yet I felt so good. When he was satisfied I was spinning as high as he was, he took the pipe from me and took more ice. “Do you mind if I take my boxers off?” he asked. I shook my head and he continued, “You should take your clothes off too.” I stripped naked and we sat opposite each other admiring each other’s body. His half hard cock hanging lewdly between his toned legs. We passed the pipe between us and he asked, “You’re a naughty boy asking about bare sex with a stranger online.” “You’re a naughty man, willing to have bare sex without disclosing your status,” I teased back. Our cocks hardening at the talk. “Touche. Is your boyfriend poz?” “Yes, yours?” “Yes. Are you guys on meds?” “No, not yet. We’ve been thinking about it as our viral load is high but have not made any decision. You guys?” “Same. So how come your bf left you unsatisfied for the night?” “Well, we thought we would try a short session before his flight. But he ended up leaving me pretty wired and still horny after he left.” “Mmm, what would he think if he finds out you’re about to be a cheating slut?” he teased. My cloud-addled brain could only think of the wicked fantasies Ted and I had, and concluded, “I think he’ll love it.” At the back of my mind, I was deeply aware that I was not giving this proper consideration and all focus was on horniness, and I totally knew my sober mind would not agree with this assessment. Ralph continued, “Yea, I would love finding out my boyfriend cheated on me too and let some top he met for the first time fuck him raw and cum in him. I always fantasize fucking into his hole and discovering a huge load or loads in him. Howabout you? What if you find out your boyfriend cheated on you after his plane lands because he is still so horned up with ice?” That thought brought an unbelievable level of arousal that it shocked me. I should be outraged at the idea of Ted cheating on me. I had wanted a monogamous relationship when I was with Ray. Yet, the idea that Ted would prioritize his cock and pleasure over our commitment flooded me with arousal making my hole even hungrier. Ralph grinned at my obvious arousal. His cock was already rock hard between his legs. It was thicker than Ted’s and Ray’s cock. But shorter by probably an inch. There would be no mistaking Ralph’s smoother body, thicker and shorter cock, for Ted or Ray when he has his naked body pressing me down and his cock up my hole. “How many times have you cheated on your boyfriend? And only instances where you fucked bare. Condom fucks aren’t real cheating,” Ralph asked, stroking his hard, thick cock. “You’re the first.” Ralph whistled in surprise, “sexy thing like you, how come this is the first time? “I’m very high and horny right now. Normally Ted would be fucking me all night and all day till we come down and are exhausted. I didn’t intend to meet anyone tonight. I was just [banned word] online but when I spoke to you, discovered you are poz and willing to fuck bare, and that you’re a serial cheater, it tipped it over.” Ralph grinned, “You needed a cheating top to show you how to enjoy filthy cheating sex? Mmm you’re willing to take the bare cock of a man you just met tonight. What would your boyfriend think?” “Ted seduced me and showed me how to enjoy bare sex with a stranger when we first met.” Ralph pushed his cock down lewdly and released. It sprang up, “I’ll be happy to teach you cheating sex since your boyfriend cannot. We should take it to the bed. I want to fuck you on the bed that I share with my boyfriend.” We entered Ralph’s bedroom. It had photos of him and his boyfriend in the bedroom. Ralph led me into their sanctity to desecrate it, Ralph said pointing to a photo “That’s my boyfriend, Zack. What I would give to convince him that we can play bare. I would love to have him watch me take you without a condom before I take him. I guess I’ll settle for his photo watching us.” Ralph lay on the bed, got me to sit on his face and offered hiscock for me to suck. His tongue probed my hole, sore from Ted’s pounding. I couldn’t believe I was going to get fuck by a different man not long after being fucked by Ted. I brought my face down to his cock, noticing that his knob is looked sore and red - probably sore from his previous session’s fuck. HIs cock looked totally clean but had unmistakable light sweet musky smell of hole juices, wicked evidence that he had been fucking his previous session without a condom. I didn’t want to clean the hole juices off of his cock. So instead I dribbled as much spit as I could onto his cock. “Your hole has been well fucked,” Ralph said in between tonguing, “Don’t you want to suck me?” “I was saving your previous session hole juices on your cock for you to fuck it up my hole.” Ralph plunged his tongue as deep as he could into me, pushing past the stretched barrier of the hole and then pulled back, “ I guess we better not waste any time then.” Ralph placed me on my back and lined his knob against my hole. My sore entrance twitched in excitement on his red knob. He dribbled spit down onto his cock and leaned forward a little, pressing his knob against the entrance of my hole, but with not enough weight so as to penetrate. “Last chance, Jim, once I fuck you, your hole will always be a cheating hole. You’ll be a dirty cheater like me. You’ll never be the pure boyfriend of Ted’s” -I should stop this- I thought, -This is not what I want. I want to be faithful to Ted- Instead I said, “Take me, please. So horny that we shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t stop. I want your cheating cock to take my cheating” “Yea Jim, we should be faithful to our boyfriends, or at the very least we should wear protection to reduce risk to ourselves and protect our boyfriends, we shouldn’t be having drugged fuel bare sex,” Ralph said as his cheating knob penetrated into my cheating hole, “I love fucking tweaked cheating sluts behind my boyfriend’s back.” Ralph’s thicker cock stretched my hole. It felt so full and I moaned. When his entire thick cock penetrated into me, he said, “There you go Jim, you’re officially a cheating slut. I’m going to fuck you good tonight so that when you go back to Ted, you’ll be carrying my viral strain in you.” Ralph leaned over and kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth as if he was determined to sully every part of my body. His flesh pressed against my flesh as we held each other tightly. I was extremely aware of how different his body felt compared to Ted and Ray. Our skin was sticky with sweat and flesh rubbed against flesh. “Fucking that itch in your hole because Ted didn’t satisfy you properly tonight,” he pounded, “you scratching that itch on my cock because Zack’s hole isn’t enough to satisfy me.” “Your cock is so thick. I never felt my hole so stretched before,” I moaned. “Yea, my cock is thicker than Ted’s?” “Yes….” “Whose is longer?” “Ted’s is. He is about 8.5” long.” Ralph growled, as he thrust deep into me, “About an inch longer than me. A shame I wouldn’t be able to violate his property entirely. But you are violating Zack’s property completely.” He fucked me hard for a few strokes before continuing, “I may not be able to go as deep as Ted, but he will never be able to stretch you as much as me.” Without removing his cock from my hole, he took the pipe over so that we could blow more clouds. It was close to 1pm when Ted called. Ralph was fucking me on my stomach at that time. “Is that your boyfriend calling? Answer the call,” he said, making no effort to get off me, but slowing his thrust to a more gentle pace. Ted: Hey babe, managed to get some sleep. Me (Jim): Hey babe, no. Haven’t slept. Been so horny. There was a longer pause from Ted than I expected. It was so hard to focus feeling Ralph’s naked sweaty body on top of me and his thick cock stretching my hole. I loved how different his body felt compared to Ted’s and Ray’s. Ted: Yea, me too. I should have skipped the flight. Turns out my client’s flight was cancelled and rescheduled for Tuesday. I wouldn’t be able to leave till Friday morning and will be back in the evening when you get back from work. Now I’ve to stay in the hotel all horn– Ted gasped suddenly and said, “Sorry babe, wanking and edging. Nearly cum.” “Is ok,” I responded and Ralph suddenly pushing himself into me harder than expected hitting my prostate with greater force than expected. I let out a stifled gasp. “You ok babe?” Ted asked, though I thought he sounded distracted. “Yea, just horny and wanking.” “I can’t wait to go home and fuck you, Jim. We still have quite a bit of ice at home. When I get home Friday, I can’t wait for us to smoke some more to play.” “Me too, Ted. Looking forward to seeing you.” “I better try to catch a bit of shut eye. Love you, Jim.” “Love you too, Ted.” When I put down the phone, Ralph started pounding me again, “You are a slut. Telling your boyfriend you love him while you have Zack’s boyfriend’s cock stretching your hole the way Ted’s cock never can. Everything ok with your boyfriend?” “Yea, he is just checking up on me. He sounded a bit distracted though, probably still high.” “Distracted, eh? Imagine he is distracted because has a slut bottom servicing him while he is talking to you because he is still high and horny, and you aren’t there to satisfy him.” That idea pushed all the right buttons and got me over the edge. I could feel my orgasm building up as Ralph pounded me. “Going to breed you, Jim. You’re going to take my strain back to Ted. I’m going to fuck your strain up into Zack’s hole when he comes home from his family visit.” As Ralph came into me, I felt my cock explode with one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. I cummed into Ralph’s and Zack’s marriage bed. My cum, one of the many other guys that Ralph had brought over to have soiled their sheets. “That was amazing,” Ralph said catching his breath, “One day, you must come over after Ted cumed inside you.” Ralph and I fucked the rest of saturday into Sunday morning.

In about 20 days I'll be hitting my 1 year anniversary of locking up. So I'm getting really horny and writing these seem to help curve my desires when I can't get bred ______________________________________ Part 3 I'm standing in the stall and I hear the team all pile in. I can't leave because in maked but if intake too long they are going to start asking questions "You doing ok in there man" one of them asks. "Yeah something I ate" I replied. I decide to just wait until they leave. When I hear silence I rush out and throw my gear on and head out to the field. I take a beating on the field. I'm really off my game because of this cage, but I make it through. No one questions anything just chalking it up to the food poisoning i eluded to, but I have to figure this out or people will realise something is up. The next I start going to the gym in the morning so I have an excuse to not change in front of Linda while she's. I get there and the man that Jackson was talking to at the gay bar, with the fancy hat, also seems to go here. We are in the change room and I catch a glimpse of him checking me out. Great this is what I need. Another gay man in my life. He is older maybe mid 50s very well built, similar to Jackson. He is pretty hairy and all he seems to wear while working out is a singlet. He walks over to me and I can smell him right away, sweat, a bit of leather and something that smells vaguely familiar and conforting that i can't quite figure out. "Your that good friend Jackson was telling me about." It was a statement not a question. The smell is strange and I can't think straight. "Yes Sir." I said Sir just to be polite, I think at least. "He's a good man, and surrounds himself with good people it seems" he steps closer almost touching me "I'm Nathan but most people call me Sir Nate or just Sir" "I'm Jason, Sir" just being around him makes me want to do what he says. He starts taking off his singlet so it's just around his waist and legs now, seeing his fully exposed torso I can see all his chest hair and he has a pretty cool tattoo on his left pec. He sees me staring at it. "He told me he's teaching you some rules, when your done with those you'll known what this means" I look away. "I've seen enough medical shows to know the biohazard symbol" looking back at him is see thensinglet is off completely now. Looking him up and down I notice for the first time what he's packing and I hope he's hard right now because if he gets any bigger he's going to hurt someone. "But do you know what it means?" I say nothing, partly because i dont know what he means partly because i just want to see his cock. "Didn't think so. It's always gutsy choosing a straight guy to be your 'rock' after a break up, but I think you'll be good for him." He definitely meant something else but with how my head is I really can't concentrate. He strips naked and his monster just flops forward and sags down. He is not hard. I look up and see him watching me. I change into my work out clothes and run to work out. The work out clears my head, and I go home. Linda is already at work and I'm surprised to find Sean watching TV in the living room. "Hey man, how's it going?" I answered casually. "Better than you I suspect" I freeze. I haven't seen him since that first day so I forgot he was looking at me weird. "What do you mean?" "I just came out to my mom but I have hooking up with men for a while. I've seen a lock fag before" "I'm not a fag, he put it on me in my sleep and I can't get it off" he stands up from the couch, and he walks over to me. This is the first time I really got a scope for his size, I'm intimidated for some reason, hes never made me feel like this before. This cage is really fucking with me. I'm not a small man and yet all these men seem to put me in my place. "The only reason I'll let this fly is after talking to my dad yesterday for the first I think I understand how hard it is to be gay and be married to a woman." "I'm not gay, I promise you, if i could i would take it off." "I don't care just tell her soon, the longer you wait the more it hurts. My Dad is a lawyer if your a good boy I'll get him to help you with the divorce" "You really think your Dad would do... wait no I'm not gay I love your Mom" Why would his dad help me out he doesntn know me. He doesn't say anything. He puts his shoes on and leaves. I guess he was only here to call me out, great another person hounding me. I go another 2 days with out any major incidents I still see Sir Nate at the gym every day as he leaves. As the weekend approaches I get a text from an unknown number. *Hello Jason. This is Sir Nate. I got your number from Jackson.* Why did he want to text me. Another text comes in. *I know your wondering why I'm messaging you. I think I can help you with your cage issue.* Oh great Jackson told him. Another text. *start coming to the gym an hour and a half earlier I'll give you physical training and with a few other steps I think you'll have it off in no time* Finally a break. The next day. I'm at the gym at fuck in the morning. I go into the change room and he's waiting for me. "Good morning Sir." I say with a spring in my step. "Good morning" he throws a piece of fabric at me. "Rule 4 a fag doesn't get to choose what he wears, If anything" "What? I thought you were helping me get the cage off not encouraging him" I look at what he threw me. It's a singlet. The legs don't go down very far but the neck and arm holes do great. I look at him with confusion. "I am helping you. He says that he will take it off when you know alll his rules and he's asked me to start telling you some of the rules." He walks over to me and the smell is back, just with out the sweat. "So you will wear singlets at the gym from here on out no exceptions to satisfy rule 4 and if you're with me every morning I can help you with rule 5." "And what is rules 5." "Rule 6 a fag will not talk until indicated that he can talk. Which I encourage you Stat acting on or I won't help you get the rules faster." "Sorry Sir." "No worriws you're learning. Back to Rule 5. A fag will do what it takes to keep their body the way their master likes it." I look at him, my confusion compunding. "I will help you get your body to be that of a himbo, pushing you to your full potential every morning moving forward. And after your work outs you'll go to fag school at Jackson's for an hour." Fag school? If this is what it takes to get the cage off I guess I'm going to fag school, fuck me I'm screwed

I was feeling a tongue exploring my body, a bearded mouth in my sweaty pits. “Let’s give it a bit more time” I heard. I didn’t know really what was wanted from me, but I was willing to take whatever would be given to me. Someone sat by my side of the mattress while I was still lying on my back, my legs kept open by a hand. I felt legs placing themselves between my thighs, a cock rubbing my hole. “Look at that, told you that slut was already full” someone said. “Go for it, man. Don’t think he’s gonna give a lot of resistance”. A dick was thrust deep inside. It wasn’t even painful, I was relaxed already, my hole could take anything. I couldn’t tell if that dick was thick or not. It just slid right in, with the help of the loads I had previously been given. “This feels great, loose and sloppy, man!” It wasn’t long before I got another load. I heard whispering that I couldn’t understand and some shuffling I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Next” I heard from the guy sitting by my side. “Do you want some?” The question was not addressed to me. Following his lead, guys were taking turns. I don’t know how long it had been, how many guys had shot in me, maybe 2, maybe 10, but the second pill started to kick in. Another rush of heat, another rush of intense sweating. I was feeling insanely dizzy this time, a little nauseous too but I had eaten nothing in hours. My legs were hurting but they were still being maintained firmly open to whoever wanted to shoot their cum in my ass. The dizziness was so intense, I was falling in and out of consciousness, without passing out. I was hearing discussions, but no one was addressing me. I had definitely become just a hole. I was in no way capable of understanding fully what was being done to me, let alone resist.

PART 6: The Days After Robert I left Robert's house early the next day as I had to get to work, let alone go home and clean myself out. That day I thought a lot about Robert, and what had transpired the previous day. I would like to say it was because I was high, or intoxicated, but it was neither. It was pure lust and happiness. Throughout my day, and evening, I reminisced about yesterday, about Robert, about John, about being bred contentiously. I reached out to Robert several times to let him know how much fun I had and how it was such a great day. Of course, Robert invited me over that evening, or anytime, to hang out, and fuck obviously! Because he is also very sweet, Robert wanted to know how I was doing with all that happened, both mentally and physically. This was all over email and after a while Robert asked if I wanted to come over and talk. I told him I would love to, but it would have to be the day after as I had plans. He said sure, he was open and we agreed for me to head over tomorrow after work. When I arrived at Robert's house, I didn't have to wait at all as he was waiting by the door. Robert was wearing a t-shirt and loose shorts this time, and I didn't necessarily see his cock outline, which I did the first time I arrived. I walked in and immediately hugged Robert as he shut the door behind me. "So good to see you Tim, thank you for stopping by." Robert said as he held me close. I felt so at ease now. We parted and Robert asked me if I wanted to change into shorts and a shirt. "I would love to" I answered. I followed Robert to his bedroom, upstairs, remembering the other night and sleeping in this man's bed. Robert went to his closet and returned with shorts and a t-shirt. "I will be downstairs Tim, no rush. You can shower if you like." "Thank you, sir,". Robert walked out and down the stairs. I undressed and placed my clothes on the bench at the end of the bed. I walked into the bathroom, thinking about taking a shower, but decided I just wanted to dress and head downstairs. I found Robert in his office sitting at the computer. No fucking sounds coming from the computer, damn, so he must have been working. I sat down in one of the chairs and watched Robert work, focus on whatever he had going on. Robert turned to me, "Tim check these out" and he motioned me over. I stood and walked around the desk to see what Robert was focusing on. As I rounded the desk and could start to see what was on his monitor, I immediately recognized the scene. There were several pictures of Robert fucking me from behind, the pictures John must have taken the other night. I couldn't move, I was soaking them all in. As I leaned in to closely see my red puffy hole taking this man's massive black cock, I felt Robert's hand running up the inside of my leg to touch my hardening cock head. "Isn't that fucking hot baby?" Robert asked. "I have been looking at these all day, just the way my black cock looks in your fuzzy ass, oh man Tim, it is perfect". "It is baby, I can't stop looking." I turned to look at Robert, "your cock is so fucking big and gorgeous Robert". It is then I looked down and saw Robert had pulled back his shorts leg and his cock was fully exposed to me. I felt his fingers find my hole and I immediately stood up...I wanted him to finger my ass again, but knew I needed to shower first. "Robert, can I shower and clean out?". "Of course, baby, the shower is yours. There is a wand already attached, put it on today, just in case". He smiled I grabbed his big cock really fast, and then headed back upstairs to shower. Robert was right, I opened the big glass shower and turned on the water. Attached was a wand to clean out my ass. I stepped in the shower and felt the warm water running over me. I soaped up all over, cleaning my entire body and then soaped up my ass and the wand really good. I turned changed the water flow to the wand and slowly inserted it into my ass. I was still a little sore from being fucked two days ago, but the feeling was a lot more pleasurable than not! I let the water flow into my guts until I felt everything had come out of me. I pulled the wand free and let the water run out of me. It was then I noticed Robert leaning against the wall, big cock pulled out of his shorts and slowly stroking. "Robert!" I shouted. We both laughed. "Not nice sir, I didn't know you were there:" "Sorry Tim, I just came up to check on you and saw you cleaning your ass. It was just too hot to not stop and watch". Robert pulled his shorts back over his throbbing cock and asked if I needed anything. "No thank you, I am good. Be out in a minute: Once Robert left, I ran the wand inside of me again one more time and then let it drain out of me. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the nearby towel that was there for me. I looked in the mirror taking in my hanging semi hard cock. Playing in my ass always gets me going. I got dressed in the shorts and shirt again and headed down to find Robert. Robert was again at his desk, but this time his cock was out of his shorts leg and clearly aroused, and leaking. "Still admiring our pictures, I see", I said moving in next to him. Immediately Robert's hand found my leg and moved up under my loose-fitting shorts, fingers running under my balls to my ass. "of course, I can't stop looking at them, they are so sexy". "You should use some of them in your BBRT profile", I suggested. "I was actually going to take that down, or thinking about it". Why baby? I think you should keep it up, add those pictures, and reference me in your profile. Well, that is my thought", I said smiling. "We will probably get a lot of tops asking if they can 'help'" Robert said laughing. "We can only hope", I said biting my lip and getting hard. Robert stood up and removed his shorts in one move. He then sat back down and pulled my shorts down too exposing my clean ass and swollen cock. Now he was squeezing my ass firmly, letting his fingers run around my hole. Robert then guided me in front of him and pulled my ass apart with both hands. his tongue found my hole and I bent forward more so he could probe my ass! "Fuck baby, that feels so good", I said. "Baby, we didn't get any pictures of John fucking me, that sucks". Robert pulled his face away from my ass for a moment, "oh I know, John has reminded me about a hundred times since Sunday". "Does he want to fuck me again and make it right?" I asked. "Yes...he talks about it a lot, about fucking you, and how you felt on his cock. Tim, you can honestly tell me, did you enjoy John fucking you?" I turned towards him, knelt between his legs, held Robert's big cock in my hand and said, "yes I really loved John fucking me, but only because you were there to enjoy it to, that made it special. I fucking love your cock the most Robert, I find my cunt needing you more and more". I then lowered my mouth to his huge leaking cock. I am no expert cocksucker, like other gay men, but I did my best to keep up with his precum and stroked his cock at the same time. Robert was moaning now and rubbing his hands up and down my back...gripping my ass cheeks to pull me open. "Suck my cock baby, fuck that feels good. do you like my precum?". I just moaned my approval. "Good, I want that precum in your ass". I took Roberts cock out of my mouth and looked up at him, "do you have lube in here baby?". Robert slid open a drawer and there was and a cock ring. Robert handed me the bottle. I popped the top and squeezed a good amount over Robert's cock head and started to stroke his cock while lubing him up. I then squeezed some into my hand and applied it liberally to my ass and hole. I then stood up, turned around facing the screen and squatted over Robert’s cock while holding my ass open for him. Robert put his leaking cock head right at my hole and I eased down a little and felt his cock head pop in past my tight ring. Robert's hands moved to my hips to support me as I slowly lowered myself a few more inches, then off, then down more inches. I kept this up until I felt Robert pushing deep into my guts. I wasn't sure if I could take him completely in this position, but I kept trying. Robert said, "Fuck Tim, take all of my big cock, put it deep in you". Finally, I was able to lean back on Robert and put my feet up on the desk to brace myself. he continued the motion for us, sliding in and out of my ass. I loved this position after all, so fucking deep. I kept looking at the pictures of us fucking. "Tim, I want to take pictures of John fucking you, us both fucking you, multiple times in a day. What do you think about that?" "Mmmmm...baby, I want you that way. I want you both to breed me multiple times and please capture him breeding your boy deep". I think I felt Robert swell a little bit when I said that. Robert slapped my ass cheek once and pushed me forward to the desk. "I want you in my bed, now!". He then continued pushing me off his big cock. I had that feeling once again, my hole gaping open from his thick cock. I got up and moved out of the way to so Robert could lead me to his room and bed. After entering his room, I immediately went to the bed and climbed on, waiting for him on up on my knees. Robert hesitated so I could take in his body and huge leaking cock. He knew I loved watching his cock and his motion. I laid down on the bed on my back, spread my legs, and said "please come fuck me" That was all the invitation Robert needed. He joined me on the bed, immediately falling between my legs and laying on me, his big cock between us leaking all over my oozing cock. Robert leaned in and kissed me deeply then raised up between my legs, pulling my legs up and apart, resting them on my shoulder. He was rubbing my hole and applied more lube to give me comfort. Robert guided his big cock to my hole and told me, "I am going to breed you so deep Tim". He then started pushing in me again. Those initial inches of his big cock made my cock ooze cum, without me shooting. Fuck he was so sexy! "You are taking my cock Tim, all of it. I am going deep and going to fuck you full". Robert then pulled out several inches before going back in deep again, I know he was pushing on my second sphincter now, pushing deeper and deeper, then pulling out, and pushing deep again. his pace started becoming very steady with long slow strokes deep into my cunt. I wanted to stroke my cock so bad and cum hard, but every time I touched my cock Robert pushed my hand away and told me "Not yet". This continued for what seemed like forever, but was probably closer to fifteen minutes, when I felt Robert picking up his pace, in and out, and growing even harder. "Tim I am close. I am getting harder. I am going to push deep into your guts and cum." and he moaned again. He pushed in deeper than I have ever had a cock and told me "Take my load baby" and started pulsing his big heavy load into my stomach, I knew he was trying to impregnate me. My cock throbbed all by itself and started shooting on my stomach at the same time! It was at this time I knew I wanted to be his and converted by him. With Robert putting his poz seed past my second ring, I am sure I would sooner rather than later. Soon Robert was lying next to me on the bed, me on my back and he next to me, leg over mine and his wet cock on my thigh, still oozing. "Tim, I do love fucking you, it is so intense, what is with that? I mean I get so deep in you and your ass just milks my dick, I can't help but cum hard and even cum in you. I do love cumming in you, but you do know at some point, odds are I am going to convert you Tim." I looked Robert in the eyes, reached down and squeezed his cock, and said "I know baby, believe me I know. I have thought about it so much since Sunday and can't stop thinking it will happen and I will always carry you in a special place in my heart for that." "John could also convert you Tim, which I am ok with, but that is a possibility". "Yes I know, and if you are ok with it, I am too. Right now, it is only you two putting your poz loads on me, you more than him, and way deeper, so we have to live with that, the not knowing." "Tim, should we plan a day this weekend for us to fuck you again"? "Yes, please baby, I want that really bad." Soon we drifted off, me dreaming of Saturday. I left Robert's later that night, making it home to my bed and some great rest. The plan was to confirm with John about Saturday and making it an all day, night, event. Robert and I agreed to not masturbate at all the remainder of the week, and keep our distance so nothing could happen. Robert would also suggest the same to John. I awoke for work and texted Robert while getting ready. "I loved last night, thank you baby. let me know if you hear from John today! EXCITED" When I got out of my shower and getting dressed, I had a response from Robert. "Tim, you are so amazing, thank you for coming over yesterday, loved it too. heard from John already, he is in and no cumming this week" I immediately got excited, this was going to be a tough week. 🙂

About 20 years ago I got a new boss at work who had a reputation for being bully and a homophobe andveven though he was married with kids had very wandering eyes (and hands!) for the younger, single women at work. I ended up leaving the job because he was such a nasty piece of work. I left it a few weeks then started putting his work and personal mobile numbers on he walls of every public toilet I visited - and back then I used to visit a lot of them!

Sorry for the delay guys, I wasn't aware there is a daily comment limit and busted it before I could post part 2 yesterday. This is about to get fucking wild, so brace yourselves. Reminder that this is pure fantasy and should be taken as such. It's not 100% realistic or accurately depicting chem use, but it fits my fantasy so I hope you enjoy just like I do 🙂 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Part 2 – My conversion I was basically speechless. The last 24 hours had been like a dream, like I accidentally stepped into another reality I couldn’t fully comprehend yet. That feeling was being turned up a few notches, seeing this beautiful man invite me into his room. That was not something I thought would happen in my life, but here I was. Without even thinking about it, I made a few steps forward and stopped right before his bed, not knowing what to do. “Come lie down next to me, boy.” His voice was commanding but in very soft way. It was like an out of body experience, I could almost see myself robotically obey his commands. Some part of me wanted to run away, out of the house and never come back. But another part, a deeper and stronger side of me I did not know existed, only wanted to submit to this man. In the past month, Rick had been so generous with me, so kind, I was starting to see him like a father figure. I was afraid of what was about to happen, but at the same time I trusted Rick completely. I sat down so close to him our arms touched. It was electrifying. I didn’t know what to do or say so I lay still, waiting for him to make a move. I stared at the screen watching the video that was playing. "You look a bit tense, boy. Is there something wrong?” “I’m fine, Rick. I’m just not sure...” “Not sure of what?” I didn’t know what I wanted to say. The words came out of my mouth without me thinking about it. I started stammering trying to explain myself. “I just don’t know what’s going on. I’m not sure about a lot of things.” “Like what? Are you talking about that big thing growing in your pants? It’s kinda hard to miss. Or maybe you’re talking about mine?” As he said that Rick grabbed his bulge and gave it a squeeze and gave me a big smile. “I... huh...” “You keep telling me you’re straight but let me tell you something. I’ve met a lot of guys like you in my life. They all think they are completely straight until they try having sex with a man. At that point, they all become either bisexual, or completely gay. Nothing beats man to man sex. Nothing. Wanna give it a try?” “I’m not sure, Rick.” I pointed at his biohazard tattoo, “What about that?” “Don’t worry about that for now. Let me help you relax and make up your mind. You ever tried weed?” I knew exactly where this was going, and I was getting equal parts very excited and very afraid. “Yeah, sure. I love smoking weed from time to time.” “Well, I got something way better for you.” He grabbed a glass pipe next to him and filled it with white crystals and handed it to me. “Here, this is called Tina. Just suck on the end of the pipe when I tell you to. Empty your lungs first, go slowly and fill your lungs as much as you can. Go.” I couldn’t believe my fantasies were already becoming a reality. He lit the bowl and I started inhaling. I could feel the smoke filling my lungs. “Now keep it in as long as you can.” I did as he told me and exhaled a big thick white cloud. “Good job, boy. Now do it again.” He repeated the process another 4 times. I was getting very high, and my body was feeling extremely hot. I was wearing a shirt and I suddenly got the urge to take it off. “You alright boy? I looked at him and couldn’t think of anything to say. My eyes probably looked glazed and out of focus. I was already very horny, but suddenly my nervousness disappeared, and I felt like my body was on fire, like it begged to be touched and stimulated. “What do you think of this, boy?” He took my hand and placed it on his cock, which was still encased in his tight cotton briefs. It felt huge in my hand, hard and soft at the same time, and quite warm. It was a very strange and novel feeling for me, and I was getting even more excited. I got closer to him without even thinking about it. My face was now a few inches away from his chest and I kept looking at his tattoo, placed all around his right nipple, which was closer to me. “If you’re straight, you must enjoy sucking on titties, right? Well sucking on a man’s tits is just as fun. Why don’t you try it? Go ahead.” I placed my mouth on his nipple and started sucking and licking it. His nipples were quite big for a man, so it was very similar to a girl, but firmer. I was really enjoying it, but suddenly he grabbed my dick through my pants and started massaging it, encouraging me to suck harder. I started moaning in pleasure feeling his hand on my cock. He quickly got his hands inside my pants and started jerking me off. I took it as a signal to do the same and grabbed his cock in the same fashion. I was in heaven at that point, my whole body was on fire and I was beginning to feel a tingling in my ass. My cock was leaking precum like crazy and I felt I was coming close to an orgasm. Rick felt it and let go of my dick. I was disappointed but then I felt his hand move downwards my asshole and he started to massage it. “Keep stroking me boy, you’re doing a good job.” After a while, I don’t know how long, he got a finger inside my hole, and it felt amazing. I was sucking his nipple harder and harder and moaning louder and louder, stroking his huge cock (my god it was big!) with increasing speed. I eventually came hands-free, shooting cum everywhere on ourselves and on the bed. “Good job, boy. That was very nice. Not bad for a first experience, right?” The orgasm was even more intense than the one I had the day before, but I was still extremely horny and restless. His finger was still inside my hole, and I wanted him to push deeper. He knew it and was wiggling it just enough to make me want more. “You enjoy having your ass played with boy?” “Yes.” “Yes who?” “Yes... huh... Rick.” “After sucking on my nipple like a little baby on his mom’s tits I think you should start calling me Daddy, don’t you think, boy? Say it.” “Yes Daddy.” It felt so right calling him Daddy. I was definitely seeing him as such now. I wanted to be his little boy so bad. I realized how much I loved when he called me boy, something I didn’t even notice until now. As I was calling him daddy for the first time, he pushed his finger all the way in, and I let out a loud moan. This felt so good I wanted more. “You want me to take you to the next level? You think you could handle my big dick?” “Oh yes daddy I’d love to have your big dick in my ass.” “You ever been fucked before, boy?” “No daddy” “You’re going to need to be loosened up a bit if you want to be able to take it all. I got just what it takes.” With his finger still firmly planted in my ass, daddy produced a syringe and held it in front of my eyes. “This is called a slam. I think you already know what it is. I know what kind of videos you’ve been watching lately. You did your homework, haven’t you, boy? You’ve been craving it, now. Am I right?” “Yes daddy. I want to try it so bad.” “You know what will happen when I put that in your arm?” “I... I’m not sure.” Daddy put the syringe down, held my face in his hand and looked at me in the most intense way I’ve ever been looked at. As he started talking, he kept massaging my asshole making me squirm with pleasure. “You’ll be hornier than you ever thought possible. You won’t be able to refuse anything I tell you to do. You will get past the point of no return. Now listen to me very, VERY carefully. If you want to proceed, there is no going back. You will become my little slam pig. You will beg me to fuck you. And I will, but I only fuck raw. No condoms. Ever. And as you already know, I’m poz. This means I carry a virus that I will gift to you. After I poz you, you will be sick for a while, but I will take care of you. I always will. You will then become a poz slam pig. I intend to keep you with me for a long time. A very long time. I like you a lot, boy, so you will not only become my poz slam pig, but my personal live-in fuck slave. I’m into a lot of weird and kinky shit and you will experience all of it. I will take you to levels of sexual depravity you never imagined were possible. You will be fucked every day several times a day. I will keep you high on drugs pretty much 24/7. You will become completely addicted to the drugs I give you, but also to my poz cock and my toxic cum. You will feed on it, with your mouth and with your ass. I will share your holes with some of my friends, all poz dudes, who will also share their DNA with you. You will be constantly filled with poz cum, bred, and fucked up all the time, for the rest of your life. Nothing truly bad will ever happen to you, you will be under my protection forever. If something ever happens to me, I will make sure that another daddy can take you under his wing. Otherwise, I will make you experience levels of pleasure you never even dreamed of, and it will be relentless. I won’t let you ever regret your choice. But I won’t do any of it unless you give me your consent right now. Take it or leave it. You choose a life of sexual servitude with me, or you say no, go back to your room, pack your things tomorrow morning and leave this house to never come back. So, what do you choose? Think carefully, because it might be the last choice you ever get to make, boy.” I was so high and horny that I wasn’t in any position to make that kind of decision, but I didn’t really have a choice. I couldn’t say no. My whole body was screaming “YES, DO IT!”, my ass was saying the same thing, my dick agreed, only an increasingly small part of my mind was protesting. I briefly considered the consequences of contracting the virus. I knew it was possible to live a very long life with it, and I trusted daddy to make sure I’d be fine. I was feeling the urge to get this over with, I felt it was now inevitable and if I said no I would end up regretting this. Leaving my old life behind was concerning, but what daddy was offering me in its place was way too tempting. I knew I wasn’t thinking completely clearly, but my choice was made. “Yes, daddy. Slam and poz me please. Make me your drugged up slam poz pig slave. Shove your needle in my arm and your huge cock in my ass. Make me yours, I want to live by your side forever. Do it daddy, please!” Daddy gave me a big smile, pushed his finger way deeper inside my ass one last time and withdrew it. I cried in despair at the sudden emptiness. “Patience my boy, you made the right choice. I’m so proud of you. You have no idea what’s about to happen to you, but I guarantee you will love it. Now before we go any further, I want you to confirm your decision. See that big dick I got here? You’re gonna put it in your mouth and you’re gonna suck it. Go ahead, boy, get down on the floor, on your knees and suck my big poz dick.” I quickly did as I was told and got on my knees. Daddy’s huge cock was right before me. It was the most magnificent thing I ever laid my eyes on. With two large balls hanging below, an incredibly thick shaft with a network of veins running all over it, a mushroom head half covered by an intact foreskin. It was glistening with precum and looked incredibly tasty. I opened my mouth and sucked it in. The taste was even better than I hoped. Way better than my own cum. A bit salty and sweet at the same time. “Yeah, that’s it boy. You’re taking very well to your new role. Soon you’ll be sucking it like a pro. You have great potential. I’m glad I chose you to become my little poz bitch hole.” I was hungrier and hungrier for his perfect dick and sucked greedily. With every suck, his cock was going further and further into my throat, and Daddy started pushing it even deeper, thrusting against my mouth with his hips. After a few minutes he was basically fucking my face, and I was loving every second of it. I could already feel his toxic precum coating my throat and happily swallowed his fuck juice. Suddenly, Daddy pushed me away. “Okay, that’s enough boy. I don’t want to spoil my load. This one’s going into your ass, and I want it to be big enough to make sure we convert you on the first try. Now, how did you like sucking that poz cock, boy?” “I love it Daddy, it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I love having your huge poz dick in my mouth and down my throat. I hope I get to please you this way every day. You can use my mouth in any way you want, Daddy”. “I know, boy. I don’t need you permission anyway, I already have it. I’m glad you like it because you’ll be doing this a whole lot more in the future. Now, get back on the bed, on all fours, facing the wall.” I did as I was told, eagerly waiting for what was next. Daddy still wasn’t slamming me so I was curious what he had in mind when I suddenly felt something small and hard pushing against my asshole. “I’m filling you up with some lube laced with Tina. I’m putting a lot of it in there, so you’ll be all slippery to welcome my cock in a few minutes. The Tina will heighten your horniness a few notches.” As he was talking, I could feel something cold filling my asshole. “And done. Now don’t move while I keep preparing your hole.” Daddy started fingering me again, slowly making circle motions to stretch my anus. Soon he put in another finger, and then another. The stretching turned into a slow finger fucking. The T-laced lube was starting to take hold, my ass was burning, and I couldn’t get enough of his fingers. I was craving something bigger, longer, and harder. “Oh god, Daddy, it feels so good. I love what you are doing to me.” “Shut up boy, let me do the talking. Now I made some bruises inside your holes. You’re bleeding a little bit so when I cum later my littles poz babies will go inside your blood stream through your ass and knock you up. I think you’re ready for your total conversion, then. Lie down on your back and put your hands over your head.” Once again, I obeyed. My ass was on fire, empty and screaming to be filled, especially after having experienced Daddy’s fingers. He took one of my wrists and tied it to the bed, then the other one. I couldn’t move much, couldn’t escape, and was at the complete mercy of my Daddy. My heart was pounding, I was getting way higher than I ever been before and still couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It was all going so fast, but I felt more alive than ever before in my life. I was experiencing so much pleasure already that I started moaning like a bitch as Daddy strapped a tourniquet around my arm. The feeling of being outside my body came back. My attention started to drift from what Daddy was doing. I was looking at the porn on the TV; some rubber gimp was tied up in bondage and taking cock on screen, his ass overflowing from previous loads, and I wished I was him, when I suddenly felt a prick on my arm. For some reason I kept looking at the porn. “The needle is in, boy. This is it. The point of no return. Once I push it in, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine forever. This slam contains a little bit of my blood, so even if my poz cum doesn’t convert you later on, this will guarantee the outcome for you. No matter what happens, starting from NOW, you’re my little poz slam pig slave.” When he said “NOW”, Daddy pushed the syringe and injected his mix of blood and meth. I was now infected with his virus and there is nothing I could do about it. Not that I wished to. I was finally where I was supposed to be. Everything felt completely right. Daddy then removed the needle and the tourniquet. I felt something very strange in my lungs and had to cough violently. I suddenly got very disoriented. “Breathe, boy, slow and steady. You’re feeling the slam rush. In just a little moment you’ll feel so good you will never want to feel any other way. Welcome to your new life.” I tried to focus on my breathing and started to calm down from the rush. At this point Daddy was right. I was feeling extremely good, horny as fuck and high as hell. It was like riding a cloud at full speed while everything around me goes in slow motion. My whole body started tingling and an intense warmth was radiating from my ass, which begged to be filled already. I felt wide open down there and started gyrating my hips to get some stimulation, waiting for my Daddy’s cock. He positioned himself at the end of the bed and looked straight in my eyes while he entered me on one smooth move. I expected it to hurt, but his ministrations and the slam made it go in without the slightest hint of pain. An indescribable feeling of pleasure exploded all over my body, coming in waves from my ass, each wave being stronger than the last one. And Daddy hadn’t even started moving yet. With his dick firmly planted up to the balls in my ass, he told me to focus on his face and listen. “I have been looking to get a boy like you for quite some time. I placed the ad hoping to find a nice young man, preferably straight, lure him to my place, groom him a little and make him discover the joys of extreme gay sex to convert him and enslave him. You fell right into my little trap. But aren’t you glad you did?” I tried to reply but could only make a questioning moan. “Yeah, that’s right. I spent the last month conditioning you to trust me and depend on me. I gradually exposed you to homoeroticism without you even realizing it. I configured my wi-fi network so I can see each site you visit and what videos you watch. I know exactly what you did after you saw me with my poz buddy yesterday, who agreed to stage this little show with me just for you. I have access to your webcam and got to witness just how much you enjoyed what you saw. You’re very cute when you cum, you know that? You’re not the first guy that lives here, I had dozens of other attempted victims, but all the previous ones weren’t up for these things. They were turned off by it, horrified even. But you, my boy, are different. You took it way faster than I expected. It only took 24 hours to make you see the truth. You always wanted this, but you didn’t know. It was always in you; I’m just showing you your true nature. We were meant to be together. I was meant to take care of you and fuck you, and you were made to be my slammed up poz bitch.” All these words were making my head spin but my ass hornier. I accepted everything my Daddy said and left the pleasure consume me as he finally started fucking me, picking up speed rather quickly. “I can keep this up indefinitely, boy. I’m so rich I don’t have to work at all. I have well enough money to keep you high 24/7, feed you and pay for your meds, and enough free time to fuck you all day long if I want to. This is all you will ever know from now on. No more jobs, no more school, no more going out with friends or sleeping with girls. You are a gay sex slave. This is your new life. Forever, all the time. You’re now just a gimp. When we’re done converting you, starting tomorrow, I’ll show you the rest of my kinks, fetishes and perversions. You ain’t seen nothing yet.” Every sentence was hitting my mind like a ton of bricks, confirming what Daddy said; this was my true nature. I was ecstatic to learn my fate, knowing that I didn’t need to worry about anything anymore and I just had to serve my Daddy and experience all this pleasure. I couldn’t wait to find out what he had in store for me. “You’re about to be bred for the first time, boy. That’s right, I’m gonna shoot a big poz load deep inside your guts. Once it’s done, you will truly become my son. I will own you forever. No matter what happens, wherever you go, I will always be inside you. You already have my blood, now you’re getting my seed. But I won’t pull out yet. We are in for a very long night. I’m going to breed you again, and again, and again, until I’m completely drained, and you’re completely filled with my toxic poz cum.” And there I was, on my back, hands tied up to the bed, my knees almost up to my shoulders, high as fuck on meth, just having surrendered myself to this perfect man for the rest of my life. I had accepted a life of servitude, of infinite pleasure, depravity, drugs and devotion for my Daddy. He was giving me the best gift possible. At this point in his speech, he paused and grabbed a small brown bottle. These must be poppers, I thought. “I almost forgot about this. Nothing better than a nice few hits of poppers right before a breeding.” He uncapped the bottle, closed one of my nostrils and put the bottle under the other. “Sniff.” I took a deep hit. “Exhale. Sniff again. Again. Again.” After 4 hits, he took 4 for himself, closed the bottle and resumed his fucking. The rush from the poppers was exquisite and my ass felt even looser and better. Daddy’s dick, on the other hand, seemed to have grown even bigger and harder. He started to ram me. I was suddenly mesmerized by the sight of this perfect man fucking me, I stared at his beautiful tattoo and wondered if I would end up having one too. It looked menacing and commanding respect. I wanted to worship it. I couldn’t wait to suck on Daddy’s nipples again. “All right boy, this is it. The final step in your total conversion from straight neg boy to gay poz slam slave. Take my load, you little bitch, take my toxic cum up your ass, get pregnant with my virus and make it grow!!” Daddy then let out a very loud groan, became all hard and stiff as rope after rope of poz cum painted the deepest parts of my ass walls. He came to a stop, his dick deeply buried in my hole. He then opened his eyes, looked at me with the most loving gaze I’ve ever seen and said: “I love you, son.” I will always remember this moment with such clarity. He called me “son” for the first time. Not just “boy”. “I love you, Daddy.” He smiled and started fucking me again without pulling out, just like he said he would. He truly was my Daddy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued in part 3 (tentatively called "My life as a chem slave" for now, but I'm still planning it out). Parts 1 and 2 were pretty much the entire story I had in mind initially, but I have more ideas about what happens next. It's gonna take up to a few weeks to write it out. Hope you enjoy !

PART 16 After we had caught our breath, we untangled ourselves and i got up on wobbly legs to try to find my clothes. The day had been hotter than anything i could have imagined but now i was starting to have that guilty voice in my head, not to mention my hole was wrecked and my legs felt like jello. I think being more experienced, they had seen young conflicted guys like me before. They were both extremely nice and almost gentle in the way they helped me ease out of the room. Ron insisted on giving me his phone number, which was approved by my original Top man. He seemed happy even that Ron and i had so obviously liked each other. I got back to my place and slipped into my bedroom and stripped off, planning to shower. But as i laid down and stretched out, part of me was enjoying my current state. The mix of man sweat and ass and cum and lube was making me relive the entire day. I was very aware that i had two different men’s semen inside me. HIV positive semen. And now not just from one guy, but two guys. And now here i was hard again just from thinking about it. And when i gently fingered my cummy hole, it just made me regret having left. What was i going to do? It was like i couldn’t control it, like i needed it. Getting fucked had unlocked something inside me. And taking it raw, there was something about it that made such a difference. Something about knowing it was skin on skin, that another man was in me with no barrier, and that i was giving him my hole to cum in. That magical moment was always the thing that replayed in my head, the moment when they would cum inside me. I loved all of it, but there was something about just knowing i was giving them the opportunity to cum in me, and that they wanted to, and that something made me want it so bad. So bad that even if they were HIV positive, i was gonna beg for it anyways. Admitting that to myself made me feel gulilty and it also made me rock hard. The turn on of it all won out though. It won out every time i got fucked and even now in my room as i jerked off. I jerked off thhinking about Ron giving me another fucking. And after i was a little uncomfortable that the hiv part had played big in my fantasy. I decided to sleep in my cummy mess and wait til tomorrow to wash their scent off of me. And i was already thinking to myself if tomorrow would be too early to call Ron, even as his fresh cum was still soaking into my guts.

PART 14 As my heartbeat returned to normal, the combination or Tom’s cock softening and my still spasming hole forced him to slip out of me with a soft plop. As it did, the anxiety kicked back in. Only now it was more confusing. And I wasn’t sure what I felt. I know I felt some guilt over what I was doing, as well as some guilt for feeling guilty. Four loads of HIV laden sperm shot into me by a guy who I couldn’t seem to resist. Even as I studied the sense of guilt which had assaulted me, I also found the thought of sex with Tom and his poz cum turned me on, just something so strongly attracted me to raw sex. And I was very aware that I was clamping shut in an effort to keep all of his semen in me. I didn’t want any leaking out. But a huge part of me was still screaming 'What the fuck are you doing? This is so risky. HIV. AIDS. But you keep coming back' I told myself. Hell, I had TWO loads in me now and it was barely afternoon. And I had begged for it. And I didn’t notice this before, but it seemed like Tom almost liked cumming in me more than just fucking me. Like giving me his seed was what mattered most. Maybe that was just my imagination. “Earth to Chris. Are you there sexy boy” Tom joked. I guess I had been really lost in my thoughts. “Sorry, I was just thinking. It’s just, and it feels really really good, I just get nervous... your cum and everything,” I said quietly. He looked at me. “You mean, because I have HIV and you keep letting me cum in you? Is that what you mean?” I nodded, affirming his interpretation. “Well, you have had four loads now and you might already have it. Or you don’t. And Chris, this is really it, you can’t stop. Maybe. To be honest, I think you are already too hooked on barebacking. But you could stop and go back to your old life. I don’t think that’s what you want though. I think what you want and really at this point ,what you need is to keep giving in. To live with the consequences of being a cum dump bottom boy. And yeah, that means eventually you'll end up with HIV. I have friends that would love to give you what you need. I could keep you full every day. I have friends that would come over right now. I already told them about you and they are aching to fuck you. Aching to be inside you when their cocks starts pumping man cum. They all have HIV they wanna share too. I can call them now. You don’t even have to ask. Just nod if you want me too. Nod if you want strange men over here now to cum inside your boy hole,” he said hypnotically. I’d like to say I thought and weighed the options but I didn’t. His words had got me. And slowly, I nodded. And then again. And he grinned as he reached for his phone as, for my part, I lay back on the bed, his sperm soaking into my body.

Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post :) English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How I met my Daddy I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.” “Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further. “Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” “Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” “Great, well let’s get you settled then.” I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. “Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything. This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. “Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. “You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” “Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job. It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone. Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having. I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me. I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on. I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell. My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time. Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again. ---- When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. “Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” “Wow thanks Rick!” I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. “So, did you enjoy the show last night?” “The show? What show?” “I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. “Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense. “So?” “Huh... so what?” “Did you like what you saw?” I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. "It was... interesting.” “Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. “Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” “You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. “Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. ---- As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... OH. MY. GOD. As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time. I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn. When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room. As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. “Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued...

Absolutely my thoughts !

Playing Devil's Advocate: the problem I see there is that (for the most part) this isn't a hookup site, and while personal ads are sort-of tolerated in the regional forums, the truth is that a site like this is always going to be less useful than "the apps" (whichever one might choose to use). At a minimum, sites designed for connecting people need to be able to show who's online, and when, and this one just doesn't. It's a discussion forum.

Sounds like I need to book a vacation to Atlanta!

More of a well used gash or gape of my mancunt The morning after taking lots a bb cock and multiple loads and still twitching and feeling greedy😜

Chapter 4 - Ted POV I caught my flight after my short session with Jim. I was still very wired when I boarded the plane. It was going to be a short 4 to 5 hours flight. I took some sleeping pills and tranquillisers, and somehow managed a rather strange sleep on the flight. In between sleep, I tried my best not to be too obvious [banned word] at any guy on the plane that was even the slightest bit attractive. It is no surprise being high on drugs lead me to less than optimal decisions sometimes. I snuck a small packet of crystals and my spare pipe for my trip. Foolish, even for a domestic flight. However, it had been such a long time since I had a puff, I wanted to enjoy it before I had to start any work. When I arrived at my destination, I got a text message from my client saying that their flight has been cancelled and they have been rescheduled for Tuesday. Damn it, I need not have left Jim and myself high and dry. I still had not cum. I now had more time to kill. When Jim and I got together, I told him that I would like to make a change in my life. After cheating on all my previous boyfriends, I would like an effort to be faithful. And I had been successful so far. Definitely the longest period I’ve ever been faithful to any boyfriend. Unfortunately, crystal has now awakened my evil self. It did not care about faithfulness to Jim even though I remember how much I loved him and how I felt so lucky to have met him. I had a need to find a raw hole to fuck and satisfy the itch on my cock since Jim wasn’t here. The dark side of me revelling in my sleaziness and willingness to cheat. Since I was in my old city where I used to live with Ben, I thought I might messaged an old fuck buddy to see if they are interested in hooking up. I scrolled to Adam’s number. Adam would be around 33 or 34 now. He had olive skin, mostly smooth with a dusting of hair on his legs and navel. He had dark hair, toned about a head shorter than me - easy to man-handle physically. Adam and I met when I was still with Ben. We were on and off fuckbuddies for about two years. He shared the same kink as me about cheating. Some guys, when they cheat, they try their best not to think of it. If you remind them of it, it would just become a mood killer. Killjoys.. Not Adam. Like me, we love reminding each other about our infidelity especially when we blew clouds. He also had no qualms fucking bare with me. On our first meeting, we fucked bare without any discussion and only discussed it after we finished our session. Of course with we both claimed that we only fucked bare with our boyfriends and this was a “spur of the moment” thing, otherwise we also wrap up when we cheated. I had long learned that it was a dance barebackers played back in the mid 2000s - it was as if it was the “right” thing to say if you barebacked. As if the momentary spur of the moment bareback was a valid mitigating factor. “Oh this is the only time I got caught up.” Yet, if there was one momentary spur of the moment, there could easily be many. It sits in the back of their minds, yet they dole out and accept each other's false reassurances like it was an unspoken etiquette. Needless to say, we still fucked bare the second, the third and every other time after that. Egging each other on to complete our infidelity in the worst and best possible way. While we never disclosed or discussed having sex bareback with other people who were not our partners, I think we both knew we did not play safe with other people contrary to our claims. And just like that dance, the easier thing was to not acknowledge this conclusion lest you ruin your opportunity to play without a condom. He was supposed to be in a monogamous relationship with a man a few years older than me. In my case, I was not supposed to only play separately from Ben. We had many quick sessions and the occasional long session (where opportunity arose) to fuck our brains out behind our boyfriends back. We lost touch not long after things ended with me and Ben. I suspect he may have lost interest because I was no longer “cheating”. I never told Adam that Ben and I had tested positive after we split. Who knows if I had given Adam HIV? Or if my suspicions were true, Adam played the field bare and he may have been the one to give me HIV. Or we had been mixing strains without each other's knowledge. I typed a quick text to Adam, hoping that he kept the same number. Me (Ted): Hey Adam, long time no speak. I’m in town away from my new boyfriend for a few days, up to anything today? Adam: Hey Ted, I’ve been good. Away from your boyfriend huh? :) I see someone hasn’t changed. My boyfriend has to do some work. But that means I have the whole day to meet you. Shouldn’t you be glued to a new boyfriend at least? He is unable to satisfy you? Me (Ted): BF and I had a short session last night, but I’m still completely tweaked. Need to find a willing bare hole. Even better still if it is a cheating one like yours. I brought some crystals and my pipe with me to my hotel. Adam: Send me your hotel address, I’ll cum right over. I answered the door in my jocks. Adam was in a t-shirt and shorts. He looked as I remember him, slightly older, slightly less lean, but still very sexy. I could feel my cock stirring. “Hello sexy,” Adam sauntered into my room, putting his arms around my neck as he tiptoed. I pulled him close to kiss him. I love how short Adam is. Jim and Ben were both around my height, which made it harder to man-handle them as they are heavier and a high centre of gravity to work with. “Oh, you smell of sex, Ted. Did you not even shower before you got on the plane?” “Nope, didn’t have time to shower. Fucked Jim as long as I could and left everything to the last minute, ” I handed him the pipe, “I think you should start so that we get into the same head space.” Adam grinned and started smoking on the pipe. Taking deep breaths and shotgunning me. Horniess flooded into me and I felt my inner demon burning with the familiar wicked desire. “So, tell me more about your new boyfriend. Jim?” “Jim is sexy, sweet and horny - but a romantic at heart. We’re supposed to be exclusive sexually.” A wicked smile appeared on Adam’s face, “Exclusive the way I am supposed to be exclusive?” “That’s right,” an equally wicked grin appeared on my face. He knelt onto the ground and pulled my jocks down onto my feet. My hard cock springing free from the tight fabric “It’s as big as I remembered,” Adam whispered with lust. “2 inches bigger than you boyfriend’s, if I remember right,” I said lustfully, “Looking forward to me fucking 2 inches past your boyfriend’s property? Scratch that itch that your boyfriend cannot reach?” Adam responded by hungrily taking my cock into his mouth and looking up towards me like the slut he was. His mouth felt great on my sore knob. Again, I wondered if Adam was neg or poz. I would love to add dirty poz talk with Adam in our play. Adam pulled his shorts and underwear down and started wanking his cock as he sucked me. I gestured for him to take his clothes off and handed him the pipe for us to puff some more to get even more tweaked. We puffed till we are nice and high, but I still want to be completely wasted. I’ve not had a booty bump in a long time. I love the rush of pleasure and sensitivity to my crotch in booty bumps. When I get back home, Jim and I are going to give each other booty bumps and fuck like animals. “I think we should have a booty bump each,” I told Adam. “Mmm, you know how slutty a booty bump makes me. I remember how slutty you become when you get your booty bum. Your cock gets all sensitive and hungry for a hole the way my hole get hungry for cock.” We prepared the booty bum and helped each other deliver the payload. Then we did a 69 where Adam sucked my cock while I rimmed his hole while we waited for the quick rush of horniness and the sharpening of focus on my mind on the sensation of my cock and sex. A pity the hotel did not have a mirror placed in the right location. I would have loved looking at our tangled mess. “Lie on your stomach,” I told Adam the moment I felt the drug fuelled rush to my cock and mind. My cock could no longer wait to dip into a hole. Adam lay flat on the bed, and arched his arse up like the experienced bottom slut he was to entice me. No doubt he had done that to entice many a top behind his unsuspecting partner’s back. I pushed his legs apart - thinking evilly that this was what Jim liked me to do to him. My cock was supposed to belong to Jim, but I’m going to use it to fuck Adam to get my rocks off. I’m not even going to wear protection to at least protect Jim. “When did your boyfriend last fucked you, Adam?” “This morning, before you text me,” he moaned as my knob, leaking pre-cum tease the entrance. “Did he cum inside you?” “Yes he did.” “So good of your clueless boyfriend has provided me some lube for me to fuck you,” I growled, pulling his cheeks apart and spat a good amount of spit onto his hole. I was eager to feel cum soaking onto my shaft. I sank my cock into his hole and Adam moaned with delight as my cock slid easily into his hole completely. His warm hole was wet with his boyfriend’s cum, my cock having sloppy seconds behind both our boyfriends back. Adam’s hole was loose and really wet. I did not recall his boyfriend being a huge cummer. Adam said, “Your cock feels so good. It’s been so long since I had a good size cock in me. Being fucked by a top cheating on his bottom boyfriend.” With how loose his hole was, I did not believe for an instant that mine was the only recent “good sized” cock. He probably had far larger. But it still turned me on, I growled, “Yea, cheating properly without a condom.” “So filthy, sharing our body fluids that we should only share with our boyfriends,” Adam moaned as my cock pounded his hole. His boyfriend’s cum churned and frothed on my shaft as the cum splashed onto my hairy pubes. Not for the first time, I thought, it seemed like a lot of cum in his hole for it to come from one person. “Yea? Been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently, Adam?” I whispered into his ear. “No, I rarely fuck without a condom. Only my boyfriend. Last guy before that was too long ago,” Adam claimed easily. “Yea, that is what you told me in the past too. You remember when I was with Ben I told you I only fuck you and Ben raw, and rarely fucked anyone else bare? That I only fuck bare and never wrapped up with you so that we could enjoy cheating properly? Well, I lied, Adam. I fucked bare as often as I could. Most of the times Ben and I ended up fucking guys we invited over without a condom either. I am not a safe person to be fucking you, Adam. Do you still want my cock?” I asked, never slowing down my pounding. Adam arched his arse up even further into my crotch moaning, “Yes. Ohhh… it is so risky.” “So I am going to ask you again, Adam, have you been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently?” “The truth is, my boyfriend fucked me last night. I was just leaving the beat this morning before you text and took a few loads. I lost count of how many loads there are in me.” “I thought so,” I said huskily, “You dirty slut. Letting me fuck my raw, chafed cock into all those men’s cum. So filthy and dangerous, risking me,” I continued, still fucking Adam without any intention of stopping because of some risk. “Dangerous and risky,” Adam moaned, “Taking risks because of pleasure.” “Taking risks to ourselves and our boyfriends without their knowledge,” I held Adam tight. My chest and stomach against his back. My fingers interlaced with his. My legs pressing down on his as I fuck him by pulling my cock out completely and filling him. As I had told Jim many times, the forbidden fruit is the sweetest. “Yes, yes,” Adam mumbled unintelligibly. “You don’t care about the consequences, don’t you Adam?” I asked, ramming my cock in and out of his hole. “No, I don’t care about the risks and consequences to enhance any sexual pleasure,” he cried. I started to feel incredibly bold with the booty bump. I leaned to his ear and whispered, “If you aren’t poz, Adam, I am going to poz you. If you are poz Adam, I’m going to fuck Jim’s and my strain into you. Jim and I are not on meds and my load is definitely toxic” Adam reacted by thrusting his hips upwards to meet my downwards thrust and confessed, “I’m poz too, Ted and I’m not on meds. Mix our strains together Ted.” I growled into his ear, “That’s what I like about you Adam, you’re a filthy slut like me. What about your boyfriend?” “I don’t know, we have never spoken about it.” “You probably pozzed your boyfriend and he still doesn’t know anything about it. You really are sick.” I fucked Adam for what seemed like minutes, but I realised several hours have passed. It was nearly one where Jim was. Adam and I took a break, still puffing on and off before I told Adam, “I better give Jim a call. I need you to be quiet.” I sat back on the chair with my legs spread apart, my cock dangling at the edge. Adam said, “I’ll keep quiet hun, it is you who better keep quiet.” He got on his knees and put my cummy cock into his mouth and sucked gently. He was very familiar that when my cock is sore, gentle sucking worked my cock up hard quicker. I let out a moan, enjoying the attention he is giving to my cock. This wouldn’t be the first time either Adam or I called our boyfriends while still having sex with each other. With how high I was, I had no qualms calling Jim while being serviced by Adam. I should be ashamed, instead, I was very aroused. Jim picked up the phone, his voice sounded a little strained. -Poor young man is probably still too horny and unable to rest properly,- I thought Me (Ted): Hey babe, managed to get some sleep. Jim: Hey babe, no. Haven’t slept. Been so horny. Adam started tickling my balls in addition to sucking it gently. The sudden surge of pleasure from my balls mixed with his sucking took my mind away from my conversation. When I realised I’ve been quiet for a bit longer than normal and I quickly refocused on my conversation with my boyfriend. Me (Ted): Yea, me too. I should have skipped the flight. Turns out my client’s flight was cancelled and rescheduled for Tuesday. I wouldn’t be able to leave till Friday morning and will be back in the evening just before you get back from work. Now I’ve to stay in the hotel all horn– As I was talking to Jim, Adam climbed onto the chair. He spread his cheeks apart, and sat onto my cock. I thought I mostly stifled my gasp in pleasure and had to bite down a moan. It felt so good. Because of how short Adam was, even him sitting on my cock, we were at the same eye level. He looked at me lustfully. I cupped my free hand on one of his arse cheeks and thought - I need to end this conversation to keep fucking.- Out loud, I said to Jim, “Sorry babe, wanking and edging. Nearly cum.” “Is ok,” Jim suddenly seemed to gasp. “You ok babe,” I asked, staring into Adam’s lustful eyes as his sexy body bounced up and down on my cheating hard cock as thrust my hips upwards to match his beat. Not caring that I was still talking to my boyfriend. “Yea, just horny and wanking.” “I can’t wait to go home and fuck you, Jim. We still have quite a bit of ice at home. When I get home Friday, I can’t wait for us to smoke some more to play.” I said that, punctuating each sentence with a hard thrust upwards into Adam’s hole. I could see Adam tried his best resisting moaning. “Me too, Ted. Looking forward to seeing you.” “I better try to catch a bit of shut eye. Love you, Jim.” “Love you too, Ted.” I put down the phone and cupped both hands around Adam’s bouncing arse. “That’s what I like about you, Ted. Morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to sex. You can always stay rock hard fucking another man while you are talking to your boyfriend.” “Yea? You are one to talk. I seem to remember stuffing my cock into your hole a few times while you were talking to your boyfriend. We fucked each other bare without telling each other we are poz with high viral loads either. I think we are both equally morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to getting our rocks off. That’s why we are so good together having sex,” I said to Adam who responded with excitement by bouncing up and down harder on my cock. “You know I can never tell my boyfriend about my sexcapades. He will never accept it. How do you think your new boyfriend would react to you cheating and fucking another cheating slut?” Adam asked. “I don’t know. When we talk about wicked fantasies, he loved the idea of me fucking other raw holes and then fucking his hole with my uncleaned cock filthy with those boy’s hole juices.” Adam moaned, “You’re lucky. He has the makings of a slut, you just need to corrupt him more. Take the easy way, feed him with more drugs and lead him astray.” I love the idea of corrupting Jim. I loved being the first man to have casual bare fuck with Jim. Making Jim give into his lust and let me take him raw the first time we met. To think he used to save his bare hole for his boyfriend. The idea of sweet Jim giving into his lust and letting another man, besides myself, take his bare hole really turned me on. I said to Adam, “I hope Jim is ok. He sounded quite distracted. It is his first time taking ice. I should have been more careful and not have that short session.” Adam slowed bouncing up and down for a bit and looked at me and asked, “He sounded distracted? Maybe you got him all horned up with ice and he brought a guy home to fuck him silly and dump his dirty load into him in your own bed. That would be karma” No, it wouldn’t just be karma. That would be a horny blessing. The idea turned me on so much, my cock throbbed in Adam’s hole. He said with a grin, “Oh? You like the idea of Jim cheating on you too. You don’t even have a problem with him taking a dirty load from a total stranger. You really are filthy..” “I would love that so so much. My sweet young Jim being so horny and high he offers his arse up to some guy to fuck him to satisfy him without telling me. Letting some other man violate his hole and cum deep inside him,” I said, revving myself up. It didn’t seem likely though. Jim didn’t even want an open relationship when he was with Ray. Once again, it would be me who is the cheater and the disappointment in the relationship. The half that cannot control his horniness. But I’m beyond caring in my drugged fucked state. “What if the guy that fucks Jim has a bigger and thicker cock than you? Does that worry you?” Adam asked. I considered Adam’s question. The largest and thickest cock Jim ever had was mine and Ray’s. Apparently we were the same size. Would it worry me? Imagining Jim in ecstasy taking a larger cock made my cock throbbed in arousal. “No,” I responded to Jim, “I find that incredibly hot and horny. I would love him to tell me how much he enjoys all those different cocks, even if they are bigger or thicker than mine. I want to eat that guy’s cum out of his hole and fuck his loose hole. The idea that my boyfriend has taken a cock bigger than me where my cock can never reach is just as wicked.” The idea made me so horny, I picked the smaller frame Adam up from the chair, cock never leaving his hole, as I carried him to the table. I placed his arse on the table with his hole and my cock just hanging over the edge of the table. His arms wrapped around my neck so that he is propped up, and I started fucking him hard. Face to face with Adam and I said, “Jim gets turned on by wicked men. I should get him so high, he will let me find a cheating poz top with a big cock to fuck him in front of me.” The idea turned me on so much, I felt my cum building up. I kept my pace fucking him and felt my load exploded deep inside Adam. My spunk mixing with all those other anon loads in him. Adam came almost immediately after he felt my cock pulsing inside his hole. “That was amazing,” I told Adam, panting, “We have always been so compatible sexually.” Adam and I spent the weekend fucking our brains out. His boyfriend messaged him a few times to ask where he was, but Adam was too high to care. I thought about things between Jim and myself. I loved Jim more than I’ve ever loved any other previous boyfriend. He was sweet and yet, in him an evil side lurked. I wondered if I could bring his darker side out more. Corrupt him further. Jim always got so turned on by the idea of my cock covered in the hole juices of other men, penetrating him. Those were always fantasies. How would he react if I did the real thing? I looked to Adam and asked, “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to of any saunas or darkroom in my city?” I still have some crystal left. I made plans to go to a sauna in my home city to find some hole or holes to fuck before my session with Jim. Part of my mind realised that the proper thing to do was to talk Jim rather than spring this on him. Just because it was a fantasy we both shared, it didn’t mean Jim wanted it to be reality. However, the dark side in me thought that I should ply Jim full of ice, maybe even a booty bump, before I tell him.

So fuckin hot reading this again, especially as I am in NYC for the weekend too 🐷

I've never stopped a Dom Top from doing whatever he wishes.

Yeah, I always let the top fuck my mouth the way he wants. The most aggressive guy I sucked had a big cock - very thick shaft and massive helmet. He was rough and kept forcing his cock balls deep down my throat. yeah, I was choking, gagging and drooling but I kept my mouth and throat open for his cock. He fucked my throat harder, balls pounding my face and I choked as he shot his sperm in my throat. I never got to taste his cum but he complimented my sucking and expected me to serve him any time he wanted. Yeah, I did

I was taking loads in both holes from guys of all ages long before I turned 18. up to grade 9 it was all boys my age and up to a few years older but once I got to high school it was on and I started sucking off men and getting fucked by men my fathers age and even my grandfathers age regularly. hooking up with men online, hanging out in cruising spots, taking loads in public restrooms, mostly understall or in the stall, then sneaking into porntheatres to offer myself to EVERY guy that came in, blowing men and getting fucked through gloryholes, then in my booth, then in the theatres, restrooms and even the hallways. thats when I realized I really didnt care who’s cock I was sucking or was fucking me raw and cumming in my pussy, all I cared about was the cocks and the cum. once I started sneaking into bathhouses, I was more than ready to just lay there naked and let anonymous stranger after stranger dump their loads in my guts, nsa, no questions asked, no convo. jus faceless, nameless strangers mounting me, fucking me and breeding me one after the other. I also started getting whored out by my uncle and a few boyfriends and even a couple daddies all throughout high school. so by the time I hit 18 I had already been fucked raw and bred by hundreds of men and sucked off too many men to count and I was a whored out, passed around, faggot/t-girl cumdumpster, and I knew full well that I was born to suck cocks, get fucked and take loads, from anyone, anytime, anywhere and any number of men. I also knew by then that even though I have preferences, a whore like me has no standards and is willing to let ANYONE breed it. and I knew I was a truly shameless faggot, who was willing to let everyone know what a trashy, slutty cockwhore I am, dress like the sluttiest girl and get used like a cheap whore even in public.

I totally forgot one other one-off, a young white guy (5'7" with a really hot butt). He loved being dominated, and I fucked him face down and blew my load up his ass. He's significant because my profile picture is me getting ready to top him...🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵