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I managed to get off work early and called in at the sauna on the edge of town. It's a bit run down and has seen better days, which means it's frequented mostly by older, sleazy guys which is just how I like it. I parked across the street and went into the anonymous, peeling front door. The bored desk clerk took my money and said "Naked day today,'kay? If you need a towel later for a shower, come and ask." I'd forgotten it was naked day. That was good as the guys were pretty uninhibited. I went into the locker area and stripped. The viagra I'd taken was kicking in, and I felt my cock stiffening nicely as I stood naked as I shut the locker. Downstairs was the hot tub, steam room and showers, but I headed straight up to the play area. There were a few denizens lurking in the dim corridors as I did the rounds, but no action I could see. Off to one side was a small room with a stained leather couch and a TV. I peered round the doorway and saw a chubby, middle-aged guy watching porn. His cock was erect but quite small beneath his flabby belly. I went and sat beside him, playing with my cock and rubbing the prince Albert in the end. He ignored me, but after a while he reached and began to squeeze my cock as he watched the TV. I shoved my hand under his thigh and he shifted his bulk so I could finger his arsehole. It was hot and slippery with lube. I flicked a finger inside his arse but he just took it without reacting. I was thinking maybe he wasn't interested in playing when he got off the couch, turned and knelt on the cushions. He rested his head on his arms and raised his arse in the air. I stood and got behind him. There was a deep cleft between his buttocks and the dark crease was smeared with lube. Since there were no condoms around., I slid into him bare. His arse was slack and soft and I went in easily until my belly was against his cheeks. I started to thrust and enjoy the feel of his warm rectum when I noticed a couple of other guys watching from the doorway, one older and the other maybe in his forties.. I leaned back so they could see my bare cock in his arse and they both grinned at me and began rubbing their cocks. The older one raised an eyebrow and made a + sign with his fingers. I nodded in return and he elbowed the other guy and whispered something in his ear. The other guy's eyes widened in surprise, but he stayed to watch even though he must have been told I was poz. I was getting close, but then the guy suddenly stood up, pulled himself off my dick and wandered out without a word. The guy who'd made the poz sign scurried over, knelt on the couch and offered me his arse which was saggy and flaccid, but the brown hole in the middle was warm and wet as I slid into him. He sighed happily as I began to fuck him and the other guy came hesitantly over and sat next to us on the couch. The guy I was fucking leaned his head sideways and offered his mouth in a kiss. After a moment, the youger man kissed him, gently at first then harder and his cock was stiff as a poker.....

Got invited to a party at the weekend, the bloke who was hosting was a horny daddy who id been chatting to online and asked if I liked older blokes said most of them would be 40+ I’d probably be one of the youngest there. I said cool id be up for that ….he asked if I was on prep because some of the blokes coming are poz …I said I was and didn’t mind playing with poz guys. Got there early evening and there were a few blokes there already …chatting beers in hand …nice group oldest was prob 60s and I was defiantly the youngest there by a good 20yrs …but still very at home. All beards and bears …nice. Evening went on and the beer started to loosen up a few blokes …more had arrived (bout 10 in all) and there was another cub my age who’d come with his older bear boyfriend …the bloke I was talking to (mid 50s stocky white ish beard jeans and a t) …was getting handsy and I was enjoying flirting with him …he lent in to me and started snogging me …really hot…then he was grabbing my arse thought my jeans and pressing in to me…”want to get you naked” …cool and dragged me in to the living room …there was a fat daddy getting a blow of a bald hairy bloke …and we stripped off …his hard cock (fat bout 6” uncut) looked so tasty I didn’t let him get his trousers off all the way before I was on my knees sucking him. He grabbed my face and fucked it for a bit “can I fuck you please?” …lol well since he asked …I got on all fours and he lubed up his cock and my hole and gently pressed his fat cock head against my ring….love that sensation when a cock pops in to your tight ring 😜 …he slowly fucked me…felt good …another bloke got in front of me and offered a cut 8” pale knob to suck on…the guy fucking me said …”fuck mate gonna breed you” and pumps his load in me …the guy im sucking said “want anther poz load?” ….I kind of stuttered ..I’d never thought to ask…got more turned on and said yes please and grinned at him. The cub id seen earlier was fucking the host across the other side of the room as the bloke with the pale cock slid in to my cummy hole and fucked me deep and hard …lush 😜 I was sore after he shot deep in me and wanted a break. Everyone was naked now …a lot of belly and hair 😜 in the kitchen I got another beer and the the bloke that fucked me first was there …we chatted and he said …”didn’t want to cum so soon but your arse mate” …”you got 4 days worth” …I said it was hot snogged him again. Felt fingers on my hole again and the host was behind me …”feels like you’ve had some fun” …”any chance I can have a go?” …I was happy to take his cock …though we’d go back in to the other room but he was already sliding his cock up me while I was stood against the table in the kitchen …fucked me slow and steady …the white beard bloke snogging me and wanking me off as I got fucked …I wasn’t far off cumming and said so …that made white bead wank me harder as the host got himself deep in me …I shot my wad on the table (sorry bout the beer cans) and the host daddy filled me up again. Got screwed by a couple more guys and fucked the other cubs cummy hole before getting an Uber home …nice bunch of blokes

Not much in this first chapter. First time writing anything like this. Feedback greatly welcomed. Sami, 17, 5’8, 62kg, Egyptian Mark, 34, 6’3, 98kg, American I was out with my three older cousins, the first time my parents had let me outside without them. I was their only child and they really babied me. Never letting me out of their sight. I was damn near eighteen. When my cousins had begged my parents to let me go out and play football with them. And with me pleading my case they finally let me go. See, I have a gift. Some say it’s magic. But I can do anything perfectly. And my cousins needed my feet to win a football championship. The only thing I had to do was call in every hour to make sure I was okay. To get to the stadium we had to walk through the markets. The bazaar. And it being high noon in Egypt. The hottest time in the day. We were already sweating. And I was trying to keep up with my cousins when my phone alarm rang. I had to call my parents. As I dialled in the number on my phone. From the corner of my eye I could see something out of place. A white man with a newly placed stall. On it it read ~come learn about medicine. Guess correctly which medicine is which and we’ll give you a full scholarship to our one if a kind university in America~ I was intrigued. At both the opportunity and also the man. He looked different to all the men I’ve seen. Which were not a lot- being sheltered an all. He had a chizzled jaw coated in a matte brown beard. A pronounced Adam’s apple the bulged out of his throat. A bead of sweat gathering at the edge as it dropped I followed it with my eyes. First it passed his muscular chest, his nipples protruded like they must have been deformed, it passed his stomach, the abs showing up defined under his navy blue T-shirt, looked like it was sculpted on him. Leaving sweat stains in the shape of his abs. Until that bead of sweat landed on his other bulge. The one in his pants. My god it was massive. His bulge twitched as if it felt that bead land on it, until I looked up and he was staring at me. I was broken out of this trance by the voice from my phone. Oh shit it was my mum. I’d forgotten I had pressed dial. “Sami, Sami. Answer me now. Or I am coming to get you. Sami.” My mother yelled down the phone. I checked the time and it read 1:46. I was on the phone for nearly 2 minutes. So that means I was checking out that man for that long also. I was embarrassed. “Hi mum. I’m alright. We are just reaching the stadium now.” I have no idea why I lied to her. I never lied to her before. “Alright, phew!” My mum sighed “hope you are safe. Remember to call me every hour.” But before she could hang up I quickly got her attention. “Mum, you know you always said you wanted me to become a doctor.” I said to jog her memory “Yes.” She replied “you will be a doctor.” She said almost too aggressively to which I rolled my eyes. “What if I studied in America?” I said not knowing why. “That’d be great. But you know we can’t afford it. Sorry Sami.” She said meekly. “Ok, by the way mum, the stadium said we have to give in our phones so nothing can be recorded. I don’t think I can call you for the next three hours.” I lied again. Boy was I on a roll. “Ok, stick with your cousins. They’ll keep you safe.” I hung up as I made my way to that white mans stall… My cousins stopped to see where I was going and they called out to me. “Sami, where are you going?” They’d asked as they ran up to me. “I want to try this game to become a doctor.” I replied. They took a look at the stall, their faces turning ugly as they saw the man. “Don’t trust him. He’s not one of us.” They’d said. But I was having none of it. I wanted to become a doctor. Or did I want something else? Once they’d figured they can’t stop me they offered to take the test first to see if it was safe. In turns they’d go up. The man would close the curtain and make them pick. A minute after he would open the curtains and he would announce to everyone that they had failed. He’d go in and replace what was on the table then usher in the next teen. At this point all of my cousins has gone. Every time he came out he’d look at me and smile. It was my turn. From my cousins they were giving me tips. “You have to guess which powder is the medicine. Paracetamol crushed up finely. On the table there is also cinnamon powder, black pepper powder, salt and flour, how did we all fail?” My cousins complained. As I started walking in the direction of the stall, my gaze latched onto the man’s bulge. Getting closer and closer. Until I was at the foot of the three steps to get into his shop. He leaned forward. To where his bulge was nearly touching my face. I inhaled, and I could smell it. I licked my lips which he noticed. And his smile grew wider. “One second. I need to set up.” He’d said as he turned around. His ass looked amazing in those jeans. And I could swear I could see a hole where his hole must have been. He seemed to be sweating from there also. As he unlocked the door, he bent over slightly and I could see a new bead of sweat white in colour drop from that hole in his jeans. From the window in the door I could see him change the plates on the table. He changed all the coloured powders and replaced them all with white powders. Some white crystals. He then came back out and addressed the crowd. “Come in young one. Do you guys think he has the gift of medicine.” He shouted in his bazaar like voice. As I watched as his bulge danced in his pants. Like the others, I went in, he closed the curtains and he put a timer on. For 1 minute. To which he paused at 59 seconds. “What’s your name?” He said “Sami. You?” I replied “I’m Mark. Sniff a powder. If it is the right one, then you can have my gift. And become a doctor in America.” The powders all looked the same to me. I was thinking which to sniff. Paused for a second. “Do you want my gift?” He questioned me as he walked around the table. And I swear I could see that the fly of his jeans were undone. The pubes he had were thick. And at the end of it was a peachy monster. That went further into his jeans. My eyes must be playing tricks on me. I looked back at the plates. The powders and fine crystals. I needed to pick one to sniff. He then grabbed two of the plates and emptied the contents onto the other plate. He then grabbed that plate and emptied it onto the last plate closest to me. “Here! This’ll make it easier for you to choose.” I was confused. But found what he was saying true. It was easier to pick. The only one there. But a mix of everything there. Should I trust him. Go against my cousins advice. I was hesitant. When he started dividing the mound into two. A small line and a big line. He snorted the smaller line. Stepped back and whooped at the air. “See it is safe. Go ahead.” He said as he dropped back onto the couch behind him. As he grabbed at his bulge stroking it through his jeans as he looked at me lustfully. Fuck it I thought. He’s taken it so it must be safe. And I really wanted to go to America to become a doctor. So I inhaled it. Sniffed it all, all in one go. He clapped his hands as he stood up and walked towards me. I went to grab at his bulge. To which he grabbed my hand and shook his finger no. He told me to sit on the couch and wait. This time he never opened the curtain. He done up his fly, buttoned his button and looked himself in the mirror and then opened the door. “And we have a winner.” He anointed to the crowd. “He’ll no go on to the next test to see how much of a scholarship he can get.” He tried to close the door when my cousins came running up. “We always knew he had a gift. But we need to play football.” They whined. “How long is the next test going to take.” They asked mark. “Two hours - three hours max. Depends on how good he performs.” He tried closing the door again. When my eldest cousin put his foot in the door. “Let me see him. I don’t trust you.” He growled at mark. Mark had opened the door, just a little so they couldn’t see me flying on the couch. “You can come in and see… but if you do then he fails as well… no outside help allowed.” He warned. My cousin was walking up the stairs to the door just about to see me when he was pulled back by my other cousin. “I’m not going to let you ruin this for Sami. You know how much he wants it. It’s a sign, the first time he’s allowed out and he passes the test. He has a gift man. Allow him to get his gift man.” He said to which my eldest cousin backed down. “Ok. But we are staying right here outside this door.” “Fine with me.” Mark said and casually closed and locked the door. When he turned around to look at me. He’d already gotten his fly down. He had on a jockstrap. He must of had it pulled down under his balls the last time I saw his pubes and cock. His jockstrap was raunchy and stained. So that’s what I smelt at the foot of the door last time. He looked his fingers into his jeans at the waist before stopping and looking at me. “Do you want my gift?” He asked one more time. I was confused. Did he have a gift like mine also. Could I combine his gift with mine. My mind was going a hundred miles a second when his jock strapped bulge hit my mouth and nose. I took a sniff. And a lick and it was out of this world. He stepped back and asked again. “Do you want…” But before he could finish his question I replied with enthusiasm. “Yes, I want your gift, I want to learn about your medicine. I want to become a doctor.” I said with my voice getting louder with each sentence. “Good boy, test 2 passed. Test 3 is in the back room. But first here suck on my cock and see how it tastes boy.” He said as he freed his monster cock from its filthy jockstrap jail. I took his salty member into my mouth. And cause of my gift (doing everything perfect) I was able to suck him good. Suctioning his big white cock into my Egyptian mouth. Which surprised mark greatly. He leaned forward and reached behind the couch sinking in deeper into my throat until his sweaty balls were on my chin. When he found the handle camouflaged into the back wall and opened the hidden door. He started backing out of my throat. And when his eyes could se my face. He moaned as my eyes were fixed on his in lust. “Come let’s go to the other room.” He climbed over me. His ass just a few inches above my face. When I heard him say “fuck it. Eat my filthy ripe ass” And he squatted and sat on my face. My tongue already outstretched impaled his asshole tasting where that bead of white sweat had come out from.

Part 9 - The Pure Blood The truck pulled up outside the safe house after the short journey from the village. Inside was Maksim and Maria along with Joshua and Benedict who had flown in that morning. Plane tickets had arrived in Buenos Aires and Adelaide with specific instructions and references to the book they had been left with prior to their adoptions. Joshua’s adopted name of Adam Calder had lived a pretty perfect life in Australia and was the eldest son and brother to Connor. His adopted parents were known to his maternal mother through friends and the book had been kept under lock and key until Joshua was 16 years old, from then on he was told about his maternal family and that one day a time would come when he would be called upon when everything would become clear. Joshua had no hesitation since the intrigue around his ancestry had lots of holes that needed filling in. At 21 years old he was a stunning young man with a slender athletic build standing at five feet ten inches, the ancestral trade marks of black hair and blue eyes along with soft facial features closely resembled Connor. Working with his adopted father in the family construction company kept him physically fit along with his love of swimming of running. Benedict on the other hand was still somewhat in the dark to where he came from, he knew that the priest sanctioned his adoption and christened him with the name Rafael Fuente. He was the youngest brother to Joshua and Connor at 19 and carried the same Berkhoff black hair and blue eyes. Standing an impressive six feet with a muscular build and sporadic tattoos down his left arm. His facial features more chiselled but without a doubt he was a Berkhoff through and through. Despite his build he was a gentle and very loving young man who doted on his parents and never liked to be far away from them. It was through the knowledge of his adoption that he developed insecurity if he was away from his parents. All he knew was that he had been left in the church under the care of a priest who knew of the prophecy, until the priest found the right couple to adopt Benedict. Growing up he knew of the book and about some of the significance but was unaware it related to his real family. He was bewildered when the priest arrived with the ticket telling him he must go and recited part of the prophecy to him. Benedict had turned out to be quite the adventurer yet he only ventured around South America and never more than a week without seeing his parents and the comfort of home. His adopted parents had money and lived in a large sprawling mansion that overlooked the city where he was fortunate to have such a good upbringing and never went without anything, he knew early on that he was different since he looks were nothing like his parents. Joshua and Benedict first clapped eyes on each other in London when boarding the flight to Oslo, then again when they boarded the flight to Svalbard. The brothers looked at each during the flight unable to believe that they looked like each other in their hair, eyes and facial features. Benedict taller and muscular whereas Joshua was slightly shorter and slender. Joshua was itching to say something as the coincidence of them both on the same two flights was certainly not by chance, yet he had no idea how to even start such a conversation. Joshua was constantly looking two rows ahead of him where Benedict sat for the entire flight to Svalbard. It was an emotional reunion at the airport filled with sceptical looks of curiosity between them all. When they arrived Joshua had watched Benedict who looked a little lost when he stood in the small arrival hall. But then Joshua spotted the tall man who looked like him and realised who he was straight away, he then looked over at the young lad, it dawned on him that he must be his brother and he became very emotional and wondered if he knew. When he turned to look the young lad was already making his way toward to the tall man so Joshua did the same. The strangers all stood there looking at each other with Maksim shaking his head in disbelief at how the Berkhoff traits made the three of them stand out. Benedict was still a little cautious and nervous then when he saw Maria put her hand on the tall man’s shoulder he instantly knew in his heart that she was his maternal mother. Maksim suggested they go to the small café, there he began trying to explain about them and why for their safety they were adopted in different parts of the world. After spending an hour filling their sons in with everything that was going on, they were surprised how they both accepted they were of Berkhoff ancestry having been the same books as Connor. It was Joshua who told them that he would be summoned to his real family when the prophecy began to fulfil. As soon as Benedict heard Joshua talk about the prophecy he relaxed and understood more. They stepped out of the truck "Is he here?" Joshua asked looking at his parents. "Yes" Maksim replied, "He goes by the name Connor but his birth name is Maksim". Benedict looked over at Joshua "This could get very confusing" he said in his Spanish accent. Maria walked round to them "He does not know you are both here, so it might be awkward" she said. "Well what is one more awkward meeting today" Joshua replied, "I am just happy you summoned us". Benedict nodded "Strange that I always wondered why the priest took such an interest in me" he remarked. Connor noticed the truck parked up and the four people standing by it having a conversation, two of them he knew. Then it suddenly dawned on him that the two young lads who now looked at the house were his brothers, their jet black hair and clearly visible blue eyes. Connor quickly wiped his eyes overcome with emotion, he ran through the house bursting out of the door and standing there looking at them unsure what to do now. Maksim smiled and walked towards Connor where they hugged. "Connor meet your eldest brother Joshua and your younger brother Benedict" Maksim said. Connor nodded "I knew it when I saw them they were my brothers" he replied. Benedict rushed over hugging him hard "So you are the middle one of us three" he said. Joshua waited then hugged him "You drew the short straw then" he said in Australian twang. Maria smiled "Their adopted names are Adam and Rafael" she informed Connor. Connor nodded wiping his eyes "Well mine is Maksim but I am only use to Connor" he said. They stood outside chatting for several more minutes until Christian appeared along the dirt track with Tomas, returning from their daily walk and sanity check. Christian may have had a thing for Connor but when he saw Benedict and his muscular build he just couldn't stop flirting with the improved version of Connor. Evan and Maria prepared dinner whilst Maksim watched Christian who appeared half in and half out of what was going on, like he was scared or uncomfortable to even hear the name Kovalek mentioned. The two brothers were all ear wanting to hear all about this Kovalek and the entire prophecy. Christian felt trapped and unable to breathe as the memories flashed back, he could see those eyes and he stood up suddenly trying to remain calm and stepping outside. He wandered over to the bench away from the house trying to clear his head. Maksim saw the panic in his eyes as he left and followed him to find out what this young man was really all about. He saw Christian sat hunched over with his head in his hands. "Mind if I sit and join you?" Maksim asked taking Christian by surprise and he shook his head. Maksim sat down next to him "What burdens you Christian, what comes to you?" he asked. Christian slowly rubbed his hands down his face "Do you know what happened in England?" he asked. "A little" Maksim replied putting a hand on his knee, "I assume it was to do with him" he suggested. Christian nodded "I can not stop him" he said in a soft worried tone, "He knows I am weak". "No one is weak" Maksim responded, "Kovalek is a powerful dark force that knows no bounds". "He is in my head, my body. He owns me and I find myself going to him" Christian said sadly. Maksim looked at him "Then you must learn to fight off his power over you Christian" he replied. Christian shook his head "Is there a dummy’s guide to do that?" he asked glancing at Maksim. "If only it was that easy" Maksim replied, "You must find strength in your heart’s desire". Christian sat up "Where would I find my heart’s desire or even know that?" he questioned. Maksim smiled "You know where it lies, but you have to stop pretending it doesn't exist". "Now you are sounding like Evan and his mother" Christian said in an awkward tone. Maksim stood "Whatever the outcome love is one powerful force that can give you strength". Christian looked up at him "What if he doesn't desire me?" he asked quickly. "Connor is the one" Maksim said, "You are both blind to what is really between you". Christian stood up "I am in love with your son, hell knows why" he said sounding a little angry. "Then here is where you must be open with each other, before the first sunset" Maksim informed him. Christian nodded "That is what Grazie said. In the land of perpetual daylight your heart’s desire". Maksim chuckled "The Borsch family have a long history of having the gift of seeing". "Can I ask" Christian said pausing, "When you left Connor, did you really believe all this?". "Yes" Maksim replied, "When this is over I will share with you what the world does not know". "Dinner is ready!" Connor shouted appearing at the door. Maksim called on "On our way" then he turned to Christian, "Confess to him now" he said. Christian looked over at Connor who was watching them with his head slightly cocked to one side. Maksim walked away then turned to Christian telling him to do it right here, right now. He walked towards Connor getting closer and telling him to go talk to Christian. But the moment was lost as Christian breezed past them heading inside. All through dinner Connor kept glancing over to Christian who was more interested in chatting to Benedict and admiring his muscular build. As straight as Benedict was he clearly enjoyed the attention Christian was giving him. Joshua was talking to his brother and even he could sense Connor was distracted by Christian and only half in the conversation. With dinner over Benedict and Christian offered to clean up whilst the others went and sat in the lounge. Benedict handed him a plate to wipe "You know I am straight right?" he said. "Yes" Christian replied, "But you don't seem to mind me playing up to you" he said smiling. Benedict laughed "Quite like it. Giving my ego a nice boost" he responded handing him another plate. "What is Argentina like?" Christian asked drying the plate, "And did you always know?". Benedict stopped and looked at him "Why so many questions?" he asked. Christian shrugged looking apprehensive "I thought I could cope with this, now I am not sure". Benedict smiled “Argentina is lovely, like England” he said, “But I did not know fully about this”. Christian fiddled with the cloth in his hands "I met him you know" he said nervously. "I know" Benedict replied, "Tell me what it felt like when he err..." he started asking. "Bit me?" Christian finished for him, "I don't know Benedict, I was under his control" he replied. Benedict nodded "I can't pretend to understand what it was like" he responded. "I felt a sharp piercing in my neck then I got strangely aroused..." Christian said tailing off. He could see Christian thinking "You want a Benedict hug?" Benedict asked holding his arms open. Christian turned to him with his eyes full of tears nodding shyly. Benedict stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Christian hugging him tightly as Christian began sobbing on his shoulder. He tried to contain himself but Benedict had provided something Christian so desperately needed, literally a shoulder to cry on allowing him to release the stress that had been building since Chalfont Fortis. He may not understand what Christian had been through yet he had already grown fond of Christian, offering him this support was the least he could do. The stayed locked in their hug for quite a long time with Benedict comforting and telling him he would be here for him whenever he needed someone to talk to or just wanted a hug. Benedict looked up as Connor walked in looking at them "Hermano, brother" Benedict said. Christian let go of him wiping his eyes "Christian. Are you alright?" Connor asked softly. "Yes" Christian replied as Benedict kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you" he said. Benedict smiled hugging him again "I meant what I said" he said quietly to him. He walked up to Connor and smiled "My brother" he said running his hand down Connor's cheek. Connor chuckled "You are one suave young man" he said hugging him. Benedict laughed "I will leave you both to talk" he said winking to Connor and walking off. Silently Connor took Christian by the hand and walked outside towards the bench that overlooked the village. It had become apparent that everyone could see that Christian and he were meant to be together. Connor had grown tired of fighting it and coming up with excuses of using Kovalek as the reason, even when his father Maksim had told him that they were going to destroy each other if they don't talk he made up an excuse that Maksim waved off. They glanced awkwardly at each other "Your brothers are nice" Christian said. Connor smiled and shrugged "Hardly know them yet but they seem so" he replied stopping. "Why didn't you tell me?" Christian asked before realising Connor owed him no explanation. "I never knew they existed until the other day" Connor responded, "When I met my real parents". Christian nodded his head in an understanding way "So what happens now you know?" he asked. "Nothing" Connor replied looking at him, "My parents live in Chalfont Fortis". "I see" Christian said looking curiously at him, "But they are family, will you not see them?". Connor looked at the little town in silence for a moment "Probably" he said softly then shrugged. Christian shook his head bewilderingly "I don't get you at times" he said. "Our lives are all over the place right now Christian" Connor said putting an arm on his shoulder. Connor felt a jolt in his body and images flashed through his head of himself and Christian looking older and standing outside the Casa Rosa in Buenos Aires briefly, then another image as they looked out across Darling Harbour in Sydney. Christian turning to him smiling with a look of love in his eyes, Connor's heart filling with emotion before it all went black and he found himself watching the aircraft coming in to land. He was confused and unsure what had just happened, whatever it was it lasted only seconds and he lifted his hand off Christian's shoulder. Christian was resting his head on Connor's shoulder and again he felt his heart filling with emotions. Connor kissed him on the head "My little nerd" he said softly. Christian stayed resting on his shoulder "I am in love with you Connor" he said softly. Connor held him tighter "I know" he replied softly, "I am scared for us. I love you as well". Christian lifted his head and they kissed softly "My true heart’s desire" Connor said. "The prophecy" Christian remarked looking in to his eyes as Connor nodded. "However this plays out I want you know that I will always love you" Connor said kissing him again. Christian nodded but there was sadness in his eyes "I will protect you Christian" he said. They hugged "He is strong Connor, I feel different all the time now" Christian said worryingly. "Sleep with me tonight?" Connor asked stroking his head. Christian nodded "I would like that Connor" he replied. "One thing thought" Connor said looking at him, "Stop eyeing Benedict up!" he remarked smiling. Christian laughed "I can't, he is a like a hybrid model of you" he replied grinning. Taking his hand the two of them walked for over an hour mostly in silence that was occasionally interrupted by with a brief conversation. The reality was that Connor was just happy to have Christian back, his head and heart knew this was right and weirdly he felt they were destined to be together. It was not just some casual pick up that happened that day in the library. Arriving back to the safe house they walked up the stairs and in to Connor's bedroom. Christian smiled undressing before disappearing in to the bathroom taking a shower. Connor chuckled and began undressing waiting for his nerd to return. Christian walked in to the bedroom drying his hair and watching Connor slip off the bed walking toward him. Before Christian could say anything Connor spun him around and began kissing him, he stroked Christian's face then picked him up. They kissed as he carried him over to the bed. Christian's legs were wrapped around Connor's waist and without knowing it he was making little sounds of delight, everything about it felt so different. An exquisite strong emotional and loving bond was forming between their bodies with every second that passed. Holding him in his arms they reached the bed and Connor climbed up and laid him down. The kissing began to take a more sensual and erotic intensity. Christian's hands caressed every inch of the body above him, his cock was wanting to burst showering his love for Connor. He tried to gain some composure but his attempt was futile. Connor's cock leaking pre-cum like a dripping tap and nudging at the hole that waited for their love making to commence. Their eyes both wide open looking at each other as they kissed, yearning and desire was evident in the depth of their gaze. Christian softly moaned and his back gently arched every time he felt Connor's cock nudging that little more. His hole twitched as the pre-cum smeared around it. Christian moaned and winced slightly as he felt a weird burning and tingling sensation around his hole. Unknown to them Connor's blood of purity had become even more potent in purity, when Kovalek bit Connor it triggered the dormant cells in his blood to activate. His blood coursing through his veins had now become powerful with destructive cleansing properties. The discomfort Christian felt lasted a few seconds before he was lost staring up at Connor. Gradually the pressure from the cock against his hole increased, opening him up, his lust and love relinquished any resistance as his lover penetrated his body deep. Christian kissed him with more passion than ever as Connor teased his hole with slow tender thrusts. Holding Christian tightly in his arms whilst his legs moved all around Connor's waist caressing him and driving him to thrust deeper and quicker. Christian closed his eyes as again he felt the weird burning in his body and putting it down to his love for Connor. Their bodies locked together silently, his hips moving in quick undulations, their love making intensified holding each other even tighter, desperate to be closer to each other. Connor could not hold back any longer he had to have him, he gyrated his hips several times feeling his balls beginning to tingle. Christian moaned as a complete happiness took over his body with every thrust and movement from his lover. Connor raised his head a few inches away before whispering the words my love, he let out a loud moan and his cock swelled and pulsed. Christian knew they were about to seal their love for each other and he pulled Connor down desperate to kiss him but accidentally biting his lip drawing a little blood that got on his tongue and lips. Connor cried out as his hips pushed up hard against Christian forcing his cock as deep as he could get hitting his spot. Christian cried out his love and Connor growled feeling his semen pulsating up his shaft and entering Christian's body with love. He tightened his legs around Connor as he simultaneously began shooting from his cock between their stomachs. Panting and kissing as they both rode out their orgasms until Connor felt a strange warmth rising from Christian's body. Christian swallowed then coughed several times tasting blood and pushing Connor away from his mouth. He then became aware of an excruciating burning pain that flooded his body quickly. Connor quickly but carefully extracted his cock sitting back on his knees looking worried at Christian's behaviour and calling out his name. He felt the burning yet his whole body had suddenly become numb and incapable of moving. Connor calling out his name over and over trying to illicit a response from him. He could hear Connor's voice like it was calling from a long way off but he could not answer or look at him, his mouth was open and his body was burning in intense pain that he could not really feel. Connor jumped up off the bed panicking and ran naked down the hall bursting in to Evan and Ivan's room who both sat up looking shocked at the sudden intrusion. "Christian!" Connor said in a shouted whisper, "Something wrong" he added in a tone full of panic. Evan jumped out of bed putting on his shorts "What happened?" he asked. "I don't know. We had sex then he went all weird" Connor said rushing out of the room again. Evan followed Connor back to his room and went over to Christian feeling the heat radiating up from him, his body was red like sunburn. His blue eyes suddenly began growing darker then returning to their blue colour. Ivan came in closing the door and walking over putting a hand on Connor's shoulder. Again his eyes turned darker until they were black, his body began convulsing on the bed for several seconds then stopped. His eyes turned brown then black again. The three of them looked at each other completely bewildered with no clue what to do. Evan noticed that Christian's feet began turning back to a normal colour and pointed it out, gradually his legs and body began returning to a normal colour. Christian gasped taking a deep breath then breathed out, a black vapour rose from his mouth disappearing in to the air. His eyes began turning blue with each breath as more black vapour was released. None of them heard the door opening behind them as Maksim stood there watching the panicked look on all their faces. Christian's fingers twitched and his eyes closed as his breathing returned to normal. "Did Kovalek bite you Connor?" Maksim asked making the three of them jump. "Jesus you made us jump" Connor responded standing up straight, "Yes he did, but no blood". Maksim nodded slowly "Did you and Christian just err... You know?" he now asked awkwardly. "Yes we had sex" Connor replied then looked at Christian, "Was it because of that this happened?". Maksim walked inside the room "He was marked by Kovalek but your purity has now grown stronger" he told them. "What do you mean?" Evan asked looking at Maksim. "Kovalek's mistake was to bite Connor, he strengthened the purity of Connor's blood" Maksim replied. Christian suddenly sat up "What the hell are all you doing in here?" he asked looking around. Connor went over to him "We was worried about you?" he replied sitting on the bed. Connor looked at his neck "Your bite mark has gone" he remarked as Evan came over to look. "What bite mark?" Christian asked looking confused. Maksim walked over to Christian "What happened to you in England?" he asked. Christian looked at him "Went to see my parents with Tomas then came here" he replied. Maksim looked at Connor and Evan "You don't remember Kovalek biting you?" Evan asked. Christian laughed "I think I would remember if he did" he said looking astonished, "Wouldn't I?". Tomas now arrived at the door "Are you alright Christian?" he asked. Christian nodded "I was with you, we saw Connor's parents then..." he said rubbing his neck. "You remember?" Maksim asked walking over to him. "I can see bits but no. I can't remember it all" Christian replied. "The purity of Connor's blood has rid you of Kovalek and some memories" Maksim replied. Connor looked at Maksim "Does that mean he is no longer marked?" he asked. "I can't say for certain, only time will tell" Maksim responded, "There is also the chance that..." he was stopped by Evan. "Best not to say any more" Evan said holding Maksim's arm, "He might get some crazy idea" he add and Maksim nodded. "Well I feel normal, like myself" Christian said, "Before I was not me". "I think we should leave them alone to rest" Maksim said moving towards the door. Tomas held back "So I take it you two have worked it out?" he asked. Connor smiled knowing Christian was fine "Yes. I realised vampire or no vampire I love him". Tomas walked over kissing him on the cheek "I am happy for you both" he said smiling at them. "Hey!" Christian called to him, "Thank you Tomas. You are a great friend to me now you need to win Jacob". The evening had turned out to be one of the strangest things they had seen since coming face to face with Kovalek. New things were coming to light that no one could have predicated or foreseen and they were again going in to unchartered territory with no real explanation or indication of what was to play out. Tomas blushed a little as he turned walking out of the room and closing the door. He couldn't deny that he had feelings for Christian and also Jacob, but it was Christian who inside only had eyes for Connor. Tomas headed back to his room and on the way he peered out of the window noticing Jacob sitting outside on the bench near the edge of the hill top. He smiled remembering Christian's words and decided to go out and see what was troubling Jacob at this time of night and win him, after all he was the one Tomas had a desperate crush on. "Beautiful view from here" Tomas said reverting to his native Romanian language. Jacob smiled without looking at him "Strange how it is night but not dark" he replied. "May I sit with you?" Tomas asked and Jacob looked up at him and nodded. Jacob resumed looking at the view "So much is going on. How is Christian?" he asked. Tomas sat beside him "I think he is alright. He just needs to sort out things with Connor". Jacob nodded "Do you love him?" he now asked glancing at Tomas. "In way I do. But nothing would ever happen" Tomas replied then paused, "And Connor?" he asked. Jacob shrugged "He is nice but so English" he replied causing Tomas to laugh. "I like you Jacob and I want to get to know you more" Tomas said looking at him. Jacob turned on the seat to face him "Really?" he asked, "I mean I would like that". Tomas smiled and leaned forward kissing him softly on the lips several times. Jacob sighed softly with his eyes half closed and a light smile drawn across his mouth, it was like he had tasted something so delicious. Tomas stared at him for a moment then he kissed him hard on the mouth, their hands began fumbling over each other in a desperate move to touch. Tomas leaned back and nodded towards the house. They both stood and walked side by side inside and up to Tomas's bedroom, he closed the door to find Jacob already undressing and he did the same. Clothes strewn across the floor they stood naked madly kissing, Jacob now pinned against the wall feeling Tomas's body. His hands roamed down touching and caressing Jacob's ass, suddenly his body rose off the ground with ease. Jacob flung his legs around Tomas's hips, seamlessly carrying him over and climbing onto the bed he laid Jacob down on his back. He spat in to his hand and rubbed it against Jacob's exposed arse pushing one finger in to his hole, Jacob winced then softly closed his eyes moaning from how good it felt. Jacob moaned again feeling a second finger probing his hole and pushing in deep, his legs pinned up around Tomas's waist. Spitting into his hand Tomas rubbed it on his cock and leaned forward kissing Jacob again whilst his hand guided his cock up against the his hole rubbing it over several times. Jacob wriggled feeling the immense force against his hole as Tomas pushed prising his arse open, Tomas stared down in to eyes as he entered up to his balls, the body arching up off the bed the deeper he took Jacob. Slipping an arm around the back of Jacob's neck to hold him he pushed and simultaneously kissed Jacob hard. His mouth absorbed the guttural cries of Jacob. His hands pushing against Tomas's shoulders but they stayed firmly in place over him. Jacob relaxed and slowly his hands moved around the back of Tomas's neck holding him close, his body completely accepting that his arse was now distended around the shaft of Tomas's cock. They looked at each other and Jacob lifted his head kissing Tomas then pushing his tongue in his mouth that strangely seemed to be turning Tomas on even more. Jacob like to bottom a lot and was under no illusion that Tomas was in control of him, the gentle but firm thrusts generating from his hips down to his cock ensuring he knew his place. A trickle of saliva dribbled out the corner of his mouth and down his neck, his body pushing up the bed then back feeling every inch of Tomas inside him. Gently he increased the speed his hips worked against Jacob's arse, stopping occasionally holding his cock deep inside to give Jacob that taste of alluring pleasure. The move made Jacob wriggle almost on the verge of squirming in delight. As soon as he felt Jacob relax the fucking started again with renewed vigour and intensity. Jacob responding as if he was in tune with Tomas was enough for him to hold Jacob more tightly, breaking the kiss he looked down seductively at Jacob with his hips undulating in exaggerated movements. Jacob moaned softly licking his lips then smiling so bewitchingly up at Tomas that he melted his heart. Tomas pulled his cock out releasing his hold on Jacob who now looked up at him in desperation. His body suddenly flung on to his stomach. Jacob giggled nervously and lifted his head looking at the headboard and feeling the weight of Tomas easing over his body. He opened his eyes wide feeling his hole opening again as Tomas penetrated in one smooth gliding movement, his head dropped down in to the pillow to stifle his moan. The dead weight of him now firmly pinning him to the bed, his feet pushing their way under his ankles to hook his legs apart effectively immobilising his lower half. Jacob felt the warmth from his breath on his neck and lifted his head turning it to meet Tomas's lips where they kissed passionately. Losing all control of his body movements Jacob felt in pure sexual heaven from Tomas's domination of him. He gave several deep slow thrusts of his cock, Jacob now figured that Tomas's liked it when he wriggled and pretended to fight him off so he now began playing along. The more his body wriggled the deeper and harder Tomas fucked him. It wasn't long before Jacob began wriggling even more fighting against Tomas holding him down, between these bouts they kissed frantically as their desire for each other surfaced and grew stronger. Jacob began pushing his arse up to meet with Tomas's fucking and taking him as deep as he could go. Unable to stop himself the thrusting got faster, the sound of his balls hitting rapidly against Jacob's arse and his erotic moans and mumbling filled the air. Balls tightening Tomas growled and grunted like an animal, the sweat dripping on to Jacob underneath him. Pushing deep one last time Tomas moaned and tensed his body forcing his cock deep up to his balls inside Jacob. His cum firing on all cylinders out of his cock and in to Jacob, his arse muscles clenching tight to dig his cock in deeper as Jacob pushed his arse up again. Every contraction caused his body to tense up harder until he collapsed on top of Jacob grinding his cock away. Tomas slowly pulled his cock out and Jacob rolled on to his back with his cock hard as a rock, his hand going straight to it as he rubbed away quickly. Tomas moved up and pushed his cock in to his mouth. He could taste the cum on Tomas's cock and eagerly devoured it. Knowing his ass was full of Tomas's cum and tasting it on his cock Jacob pushed his hips up and began ejaculating a long ribbons of cum over his chest. Tomas wiped his forehead with his arm then pulled his cock out Jacob's mouth, he knelt forward and kissed him softly. Slowly working his way down Jacob's body licking up the cum he moved back to his mouth giving him a cummy kiss. Tomas laid down on the bed and pulled Jacob close in his arms where they both drifted off to sleep. Earlier that day and far south in the quaint English village of Chalfont Fortis a whole different series of events slowly began to take shape. It started off innocently enough as James walked along the country lane then stopped standing at the gates to the Chalfont Weir estate. Marcin was talking to the builders then walked down the driveway waving and smiling at James who had shown up dead on time. He did like punctuality and was excited to see him, the curiosity of the English to see inside the mansion was what Marcin knew would bring him back.

Do any other bottoms find it hot to be completely naked while the Top just has his pants pulled down but is otherwise fully clothed? I love to be completely naked when I go cruising and am getting fucked in public spots. I love that Tops don’t really have to undress much to get off. I’m not sure why I find it so hot. Maybe it’s the risk factor or just because I feel like a slut being fully naked while Top has all his clothes on. Do any other bottoms feel this way? Do any Tops like fucking a totally naked bottom while keeping your clothes on?

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The power dynamic is definitely hot… being naked and vulnerable while the top is clothed, just exposed enough to use his inferior. I served a Latin top guy for a long time. He was 10 years younger, muscular, and about 5’6”. That’s a theme with me… the power reversal of a younger, smaller or shorter guy making me his bitch. I’m 6’ with a slim fit build. Anyway, this guy definitely got off on making me get naked in public to serve him. One time, we met in a Walmart parking lot at night in the winter. When he saw my car, he texted “get naked.” I stripped. I thought he was coming to my car, but he pulled about 100 feet away. Then the next text said, come over. I started to pull the car out, but he texted, “on foot.” There was snow on the ground, but I shut off my car, got out butt naked, and ran to his car. He had locked his doors and laughed at my panic before he unlocked. Once inside, he just pulled out his dick to use me. When he was done, I had to run back to my car naked. Another time, we met in a local park. As I followed him through the trails, he would ask for pieces of my clothes. He put them in a ratty backpack he brought. When I was fully naked, he pulled out my briefs and hung the pack in a tree. He led me at least another 100 yards past my clothes. Then he pulled the briefs over my head and pushed me against a tree. He started fucking me. I heard footsteps and guys muttering. I don’t know how many there were. He wouldn’t let them touch me, but they watched him fuck me. I could hear them jerking off. They were all around me. One guy grunted and I felt his load on my face, then another guy unloaded on my back, then another and another. Finally, my top grunted and bred me deep. As he was coming down from his orgasm, he told the remaining guys to fuck off. When he pulled my briefs off my head, it was just us. He said, “you’re a fucking mess!” And muttered “disgusting.” I followed him to my stuff. He took off as I dressed as fast as I could.

“How’s it going?” Nick called up the drive. Luke looked up startled from the journal. He grinned. “There are just so many people here, truly I don’t know what to do!” Nick laughed. The sun had started to go down, and long shadows scraped across the driveway. “You ready to shut this thing down?” “You have no idea.” Luke dropped the journal back into his bag and stood up. His shorts were straining to contain his erection. Nick laughed again. “Good thing no actual customers came by. You’d have scared them off with that thing.” “Who says no one came by?” Nick closed the distance between them and grabbed Luke ass. “You got a hole full of cum for me to enjoy?” “Sadly no. But I did swallow a nice big load from this jock down the street.” Nick shook his head slightly incredulously. “Technically he wasn’t a customer, I found him on Grindr and then blew him behind the garage.” “Slut.” “Thank you.” They both smiled. The sexual tension defused for a moment in their comfortable jocularity. “Let’s get this lot in the garage. I’m ready to go. I’m starving.” Between the two of them they hauled the tables scattered with unwanted garage sale wares back into the garage. They turned off the lights, and pulled down the door. Nick stood for a long moment looking at the garage and the house. With the garage sale done the house was one step closer to being sold. It had never occurred to him that he would feel anything when the time came. He’d been so separate from the family for so long that when he’d come here for the summer it had just felt like a business trip, something that had to be done. Now, however, seeing the house with all the lights off, cold and empty, he felt the weight of all the years he’d missed slowly settling on him. He didn’t really notice as Luke slipped his hand inside his and intertwined their fingers. The younger man didn’t say anything as he watched Nick take it in. He just stood there, his body pressed close to Nick’s, and waited. Very slowly Nick took in a long breath, feeling the air come in little fits, as he pushed the tears back down inside himself. His life was different now. When he’d last left this house he had been leaving his biological family behind, frightened that he would never make a new one. Now, he had a family; he had Brett and all their friends, he had his brother back, and he had Luke whatever it was that they had become. “You alright?” Luke said quietly. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. I just… It sucks. I lost so much time with them. The world is so different now. People are so different. I never imagined that your dad would be so fine with me being gay, would welcome me back. I certainly couldn’t have seen him being excited to hear about my life, and Brett. I wish I’d gotten some of that with my dad. You’re just… you’re really lucky. The world is a little bit better place now. I know you’re bummed you missed the sexual freedom, but there was so much hate back then. Hate that we put on ourselves. Fear of being found out… even once you were out. I don’t know. I guess I pushed away all those thoughts about what I had lost in giving up this family for a long time, and now, looking at the house totally empty… I feel it.” Luke gave Nick’s hand a little squeeze. “It doesn’t have to be that now though. You can’t get back that time, but now you have the opportunity for new memories.” “I know.” “So, there’s some silver lining I guess.” “Yes, there is,” Nick took a deep steadying breath, “And I got your sweet hole out of it too.” Luke laughed, “I’m just a hole to you I knew it.” “Oh, shut up.” Nick gave Luke a playful shove and then pulled him into a tight hug. “Come on. Lets go get some dinner and have a beer.” “I need to shower first, I feel so sweaty.” “But you smell fucking amazing.” “Well then why don’t we go have a little fun, and then go have dinner.” “Sounds like a plan.” Three hours later they were back in the hotel room having fucked quickly when they got back and then gone out for dinner with Nick’s load simmering in Luke’s well fucked hole. Luke was laying sprawled on the bed in only a jock. He’d finally had a shower and his hair fell in wet strands on his forehead, his chest hair still slightly matted down with moisture. He had one leg propped up and was scrolling on his phone. Nick was bare chested, wearing a pair of running shorts so short that when he shifted the head of his cock peaked out from the leg. He sat at the small table in the room bent over a new note book writing in the same clear hand he’d filled the journal with all those years ago. His thoughts came quickly, with less narrative than they had in that first journal. He wrote about his dad, and the pain of leaving his family. He wrote about the joy of building his own family, his love for Brett. He wrote about the confusion of sleeping with his nephew, and the lust that had overtaken then. Slowly his thoughts turned to the future wondering what would happen with him and Luke. Would there still be something when the spell of the summer was broken? When he was back in San Francisco with Brett and Luke was back at school what would that mean for them? Would this become a thing that happened at thanksgiving? Was there more? Was his nephew a new important part of his life? How would Brett feel about him. The words tumbled onto the page with an easy he had not felt in a long time. Maybe Luke was right, and he should turn all of this into a book. God, what a shocking book that would be. The decades long story of one man’s whoring that culminates in fucking his own brother’s kid. Maybe that part was too much. They were both lost in their own activates when there was a knock on the door. Nick looked at Luke who just shrugged and shook his head. They paused for a moment. Luke grabbed his shorts from the floor and shimmied them on, and Nick grabbed a shirt. Nick walked over to the door, and peered through the peep hole. He wasn’t sure who he was expecting on the other side but it certainly wasn’t who he saw. His heart rate went from a panicked pounding as he imagined Nick’s father waiting in the hall, to a joyful patter at the sight of the grinning face of his husband. Nick flung the door open and kissed Brett hard on the mouth without saying a word. Luke stood frozen, he’d moved just out of sight of the door in case he needed to duck for cover in the bathroom if the visitor had been someone who shouldn’t see him here. He held his breath, until he heard the happy little sound Nick made followed by what he thought was kissing. He peered around the corner. Nick had his arms wrapped around a tall hulking man with short cropped blonde and gray hair, their mouths pressed tight together. After a moment they broke apart and Luke’s heart skipped a beat. It was Brett. He’d seen enough photos to recognize him instantly. If it was possible he was hotter in person. Luke’s cock throbbed in his jock and his hole twitched. “Luke come here,” Nick said, ushering Brett into the room and closing the door behind him, “This is Brett.” Luke walked over to Brett, his heart pounding, and held out his hand. Brett laughed, and grabbed Luke pulling him into a big warm hug. Luke melted into Brett’s big arms, feeling the weight of their muscle press into him. They hugged for a few moments longer than would have been normal for meeting your Uncle’s partner, and then stepped back. Brett held Luke loosely still, not quite letting the boy go. Finally, they broke apart. Luke was bright red, and completely hard. Brett had a big smile on his face, and a growing bulge of his own pressing forward. “What the hell are you doing here?” Nick asked. “Well I knew it would be hard finally selling your dad’s place, and…” a long pause, and a mischievous glance at Luke, “after all the videos you sent of you breeding this boy I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.” “I love you,” Nick said kissing Brett again. “I love you too.” They hugged tightly. Luke felt something like envy without the negativity. His heart swelled seeing their love, it was palpable in how they touched, even in how they looked at each other. He wanted to feel that. Lust was good; but that love, that real life long connection that had grown through years of triumphs and pains was perfect. He just stood smiling as his uncles embraced, and then kissed again. A big hand stretched out to Luke, and Brett pulled him into their arms. The two older men held him tightly. He felt their warm bodies against his. Then hands started to drift. Brett’s hand slid slowly from Luke’s back to his pert ass. He grabbed at the meat here. Luke let out a little groan and turned his face to Nick, silently asking permission. He gave Luke a little nod, and then watched as Luke grabbed the back of Brett’s head and pulled him into a hungry kiss. Nick stepped away, letting the two of them have their moment. He loved watching Brett fuck other guys, especially ones like Luke. Brett’s big hands moved all over Luke’s naked torso, but always returned to his round cheeks. After a few moments of making out he slid one hand easily under the waistband of the shorts. Nick watched Brett’s fingers slide down Luke’s crack and find his hole. The boy gave a whimper and leaned more into Brett’s big chest. “Your hole feels slick Luke. Did you already get bred today?” “Yes,” Luke sounded breathless, Nick guessed Brett was pressing one of his thick fingers into Luke’s hole. “Did my husband fill you up good?” “Yes!” “Do you like taking your uncle’s cock?” “God yes!” “Do you like taking his loads?” “More than anything!” “Do you want to take mine.” “Yes… please fuck me.” “All in due time.” Brett pulled away from Luke, taking his hand out of Luke’s shorts. He stepped back and pulled his shirt off over his head. Luke stared hungrily at Brett’s broad chest, his thick blonde and gray hair that swirled over his pecs and stomach. Brett kicked his shoes off and tossed his socks aside. Luke stood still as a statue as Brett undid his belt and the dropped his jeans too. The Adonis that monopolized his erotic memory for weeks now was here in front of him. Luke’s dream of experiencing what Nick had experienced that night during the blackout was about to come true. The cock that had started Nick’s sexual awakening was now hidden only by the thin fabric of a jockstraps. It strained and pressed against the fabric, the thickness of its head already apparent. Nick stepped up behind Luke. He rested one hand in the small of Luke’s back, and leaned into his ear. “Get on your knees boy. Show Brett what you can do.” Nick had never talked to Luke like that. They were horny and piggy but there was a dominant edge to his voice. It made Luke feel even more horny. It touched some other part of his erotic imagination. What else could these two men awaken in him Luke wondered. Before falling to his knees Luke dropped the basketball shorts he’s pulled on when Brett knocked. Now only in the old jock he wore most days now, he got on his knees in front of Brett and slid his hands up Brett’s thick hairy legs. Brett put one hand on the back of Luke’s head, holding him in place, and with the other pulled the pouch of his jock to the side. Brett’s cock was exactly as Luke had described in the journal; big and thick, with a long vein running along the top. His balls hung low below the shaft, and a forest of dense pubes surrounded the base. The head glistened with precum. “Open your mouth,” Brett said. Luke obeyed and tilted his head back, looking up at Brett. Without warning Brett spat into Luke’s mouth. Luke blinked, a little surprised, swallowed, and then opened his mouth for more. Brett slapped his cock head on Luke’s tongue, a thin line of spit clung to the tip as he pulled away. Then he pressed forward, pushing his head into Luke’s mouth. Luke almost immediately closed his lips around the invading member. His tongue ran over the head, he tasted precum and something else. It took him a moment to place it. “You taste the twink I bread at the airport don’t you?” “You bread a twink at the airport?” Nick said in a teasing voice, “Typical.” “Like you haven’t been here seeding this boy’s hole every day for weeks?” “Touché.” The whole time they had been bantering Luke had been hungrily slurping on Brett’s cock head, trying to draw more of the thick shaft into his mouth. “Plus, I think he likes tasting that twink’s ass on my cock. Don’t you Luke.” Luke nodded, not letting Brett’s dick out of his mouth. “Do you like knowing you’re not the first boy I’ve used today?” More nodding. “Good boy.” Brett dominance was turning Luke and Nick on. Nick stripped naked, and started to stroke his own cock. There were some boy’s that just brought this out in Brett and it always turned Nick on to see it. Brett put his hands on either side of Luke’s head and held him still. Slowly he rocked his hips forward pushing his cock further and further into Luke’s mouth. Luke squirmed as his nose was shoved into Brett pubes, and he chocked a little. When Brett pulled out, Luke was red and spluttering, but a big wet spot was forming in the pouch of his jock. Brett did it again, this time Luke was more prepared and deep throated Brett for a moment before gasping again. Over and over Brett worked his cock to the root in Luke’s throat, till Luke’s chin was covered in thick trails of spit and tears streamed from his eyes. Luke had only been used like this once before by a daddy at college. He hadn’t loved it then, but now with Brett he was loving every second of it. “Get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” Brett instructed, releasing Luke’s head. Luke jumped onto the bed. “Turn around, show me that ass.” Luke spun, and shook his furry cheeks at Brett. Brett gave a nod to Nick who got on the bed in front of Luke, his cock sticking straight forwards. “Get Nick’s cock down your throat boy, show him how much you’ve appreciated all the loads he’s given you.” Fuck, Luke thought, he’d never liked taking orders from someone before, but with Brett it was such a turn on. There was something about Brett’s confidence that just made him want to do what he said. Luke opened his mouth and greedily gobbled down Luke’s cock. It slid easily down his throat, at this point his body was used to Nick’s member and accommodated its length and girth with ease. He gasped when he felt a wet tongue slip across his hole, and jumped forward a little pushing Nick deeper down his throat. Brett pushed his tongue deeper between Luke’s cheeks. He swirled the hair that grew around the boy’s hole, getting his whole crack slick with spit. It didn’t take much pressure to open Luke’s pucker. One little push and Brett’s tongue was welcomed into the warm depths. He tasted the unmistakable salty tang of cum. Nick must have given him a big load, some of the delicious liquid was still present just inside Luke’s ring. Luke was quickly devolving into a whimpering mess. Nick was slowly fucking his face, and Brett’s tongue was ravishing his hole. He felt his arms start to shake, the pleasure these two men were giving him was almost too great. He felt overwhelmed and hot. Sweat was springing up on his back, and he felt a bead run from his pit down his arm. Brett lapped a big wad of cum out of Luke ass, and holding it in his mouth lent over the boy’s back to kiss his husband. Nick swallowed his own load down and forced his dick deeper into Luke’s mouth. Luke for his part was trapped between the two older men. His mouth was stuffed so full of Nick’s cock he could only breath through his nose, and Brett had his body pressed forward against Nick so there was nowhere for him to go. He felt the absolutely unmistakable pressure of a dick head being pressed into his pucker. Luke tilted his hip up, willing his hole to open up. Brett pushed forward, the big blunt head of his cock, still shining with Luke’s spit, pushed against the boy’s hole. It was a beautiful sight. With all the fucking Luke had been taking recently his hole was pink, and a puffy. It wasn’t the tight little hole of your typical college boy, it was experienced and accommodating. Brett rocked his hips forward and Luke’s lips parted easily. He slid inside the boy’s hole and sighed. The velvety wall of Luke’s guts gripped his cock just tight enough to send a wave of pleasure up Brett’s body. It took a lot of restraint to not slam the rest of his length inside Luke right then. He held Luke’s slim hips and pulled him back onto his pulsating member. Luke groaned around Nick’s cock. His eyes were closed, his face a picture of bliss. This was everything he had imagined it would be; possibly better. He had imagined that being fucked by Brett would be hot, but he hadn’t imagined Brett would be so dominant and take him like this. An image floated through Luke’s mind of him doing this all the time, of being Brett and Nick’s play thing to use whenever they wanted. It made his cock throb. Brett pushed slowly forward and he pulled Luke back, and little by little his cock disappeared into Luke’s warm wet hole. “Fuck, Nicky, no wonder you’ve been fucking him so often,” Brett said in a drawn-out sigh, “His hole is fucking amazing.” “I know, right!” “Hot fucking slutty college boy hole…” “Remember when that was us.” They were talking about him as if he wasn’t there, and Luke loved it. He was their toy right now, an object for their lust. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to make these two men feel good. He slurped harder on Nick’s cock and a moment later slammed his ass back onto the rest of Brett’s cock. Brett gasped, shocked at Luke’s sudden movement, but then growled in appreciation. “Is that you telling me you’re ready to get fucked boy?” Luke nodded while still sucking on Nick’s cock. “Just like your uncle, once you’ve got a cock in your ass you're just desperate to get pounded.” Brett held tight to Luke’s hips and pulled out almost the full length of his cock. He paused there, making sure Luke would be unprepared before he slammed back in. The force of Brett’s cock ramming back inside him forced a yep out of Luke’s mouth, the sound muffled by Nick’s cock. Brett did it again, and again, hammering his cock brutally and deep into Luke’s perfect hole. He watched the hair around the boy’s ring cling to the side of his cock and he pulled out. “He’s slutty like his uncle too,” Nick said, “I came back the other day and he was getting bred by the bartender for the gay bar next door.” “Good boy. You like being full of men’s cum don’t you.” More furious nodding from Luke. “I’m going to fill you up, we’ve got two days before Nick and I go back to San Francisco… you’re gonna be leaking cum by the time we leave.” Luke said something that sounded like, “Please breed me,” around Nick’s cock and pressed his ass back on Brett’s crotch. Brett growled and leaned forward. With his cock buried inside the cute college boy’s ass, he kissed Nick again. They held onto each other, their mouths firmly locked together, as Brett rutted in and out of Luke. All three of them were sweating profusely now, the room stunk of man, and sex. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh reverberated around them, and they were all moaning. Brett was merciless. After hearing about Luke’s amazing hole all this time he was determined to show the boy what he could do. He bucked in and out, changing up his rhythm to keep Luke on his toes. Luke was panting, he’d given up trying to properly suck Nick’s cock and was letting Nick just fuck his open mouth slowly. He was too lost in the pleasure of Brett’s cock to do much else. Had Nick’s dick not been forced down his throat his mouth would have been hanging open, his face slack, and his eyes rolled back. There was nothing he could do but open his hole and let this man use him. Cock Lust Nick had called it in the journal. That was exactly what Luke felt now. He felt drunk on cock. His whole mind was given over to the pleasure of being fucked. It felt so good that it was completely overwhelming. He wasn’t even thinking about his own dick right now, though it was hard as a rock and his jock was completely soaked through with precum. “Oh fuck babe,” Nick said through clenched teeth. “You ready to cum?” “Yeah!” “Do it, feed him your load. I’m about to breed this perfect ass.” Luke grunted out his approval. Nick grabbed both sides of Luke’s head and held his pulsing cock just inside Luke’s mouth. After a couple powerful thrusts Nick’s cock gave a massive throb and thick cum flooded Luke’s mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could but some still escaped his mouth and dribbled down his chin. Nick held his cock there till his orgasm had subsided and his cock softened a little. When he pulled his dick out of Luke’s mouth he appreciated what a hot slutty mess Luke had become in the last hour. His hair was matted down to his forehead, he was covered in sweat and now cum was dripping down his chin. More than that, he had a look of absolute fucked out bliss on his face. Luke licked his hips and smiled at Nick. “Thank you,” he mouthed, and Brett continued to fuck him. “Get ready boy. Here it comes,” Brett was panting now. Trickles of sweat sparkled in his chest hair. He reared his head back and arched his body forward. With his hands still on Luke’s hips he held him in places as he bucked forward. Luke felt Brett’s big balls slap against his taint as his cock started to pulse. Thick ropes of cum pumped out of Brett’s swollen dick into Luke’s abused guts. That was it for Luke too, his cock spasmed and he filled his jock with his own load. He was shaking, and his breath was ragged when Brett slowly pulled his dick out and slapped it on his hole a few times. “Fucking beautiful,” Brett said admiring Luke’s winking cum filled hole. “Fucking perfect.” Luke collapsed forward into Nick’s arms, and Brett lay down behind him, all three of them were spent.

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omg yes! I have always been into being a naked cumdump for clothed guys, starting when I was sucking off my older brother and his buddies. as I was trained to cruise in public to get strangers to use me, my uncle taught me to get as naked as possible whenever I was trying to get guys to use me. firstly to show off my sexy little body, then to show guys I’m a cockhungry faggot and also to show off what a submissive bottom I am. so I would often cruise in just tearaway tracks or a tiny par of bootie shorts. that way I could get naked or guys could strip me naked easily. then I just started stripping naked in cruise restrooms and sit in the stall jerking off. but jerking off loudly enough so guys would hear it then look in through the door crack or over/under the stall and see a totally naked femboy jacking off and know exactly what kinda slut I am and how easy I would be to use. then I could just wait for them to slide their cock under the wall for me to suck or ride or come to me door and let me kneel at the open door and blow them or come into the stall to fuck one or both holes or even pull me right out of the stall and bend me over the sinks and watch them fuck me in the mirror. some guys would take me to the parking lot stairs, strip me and fuck me there. and there was a highschool guy that often let me suck his cock but would stand on the toilet seat looking over the wall while I sat back on the toilet jerking off and flick his cigarette ashes on me and spit on my body. he was also the first guy to use my mouth for an ashtray while I sucked him off. then when I went to the porntheatre, my boyfriend would take me into a booth or theatre and take my clothes and whore me out to whoever came in after getting me to lick cum off the screens and gloryholes. a couple times he left me naked on my knees in the porntheatre bathroom beside the urinals for several hours. then he started sending me by myself and I would go in a gloryhole booth, strip naked and drain every single cock put through the holes and leave my door unlocked for anyone to walk in and use me. or I would go into the theatre, strip naked and offer myself to every single guy who came in, and when it got empty I would sit naked in the seat beside the door and jack off right where any guy walking in would see me right away, likely with cum all over may face. a few times I was in the porntheatre and still dressed and men would tell me to take off my clothes or just pull them off me. I still remember a man came in one time while I was sucking a couple guys cocks and got them to cum all over my face, then when they left he showed me a police badge but said “dont worry faggot. I’m not gonna bust you. you’re hot so I’m gonna fuck you” then pulled out a huge cock (that I realized I had sucked before lol) and I was on my knees right beside the door sucking his cock while he sat there. when a few other men came in he said”take off your shirt slut. I wanna show you off” and he pulled it off me and threw it in his backpack. then said “take off your shorts and give them to me” so I did and he said “gimme your panties too” so I pulled them off and someone grabbed them. (all while sucking his cock) and then he told a guy “take off his shoes and socks and give them to me” so they did and a guy said “can I keep his socks?” and he said sure. then he said “his fuckhole is free game for whoever wants it. you dont even need a condom” so for the next half hour or so, him and the other 3 or 4 guys took turns using my holes. when the cop guy shot his load in me there were a couple new old men there using me so he said “stay here and let everyone fuck you. I’m leaving but I will be back in a couple hours to fuck you again. I might even bring another guy. to make sure you stay I’m gonna take your clothing and your cell phone” so I stayed there naked for another 4 hours until he returned with a big dicked black guy. they both fucked me, pissed on me and left. I got everything back except my underwear and socks lol everytime that guy ran into me he stripped me naked and fucked the hell out of me and would always offer whatever hole he wasn’t using to whoever was there. I will often go to public outdoor cruising areas and strip to bootie shorts and then to nothing when guys are fucking me or even walk around naked. plus I have had a few daddies strip me naked in very public places like parks, right out in the open and pass me around to cruisers and homeless men. for me its about showing that I’m a shameless slutty cumdumpster who doesn’t care who knows I’m trash.

Hey guys - here's a new story, but it is based on and a continuation of the story "Best Brothers." You don't need to have read Best Brothers to start this one, but it's a great flow! Here's the link to Best Brothers: This story is with special thanks to @BBSwimmerBoy for being such a hot, slutty, sleazy skank and dream brother. One of the main characters is based on you, bro! Enjoy guys! A YOUNG LUST OR FIRST LOVE? Braden wrapped his hand around his hard, throbbing eight-and-a-half inch cut cock, stroking steadily as he closed his eyes and thought back to last weekend. His dick stirred every time he let his mind wander back to being at that club with his brother. How freeing it was to share that night with him, even if he didn’t share all the events of the night. Finally letting his brother see his true self as he was eagerly fucked over and over – all of them using him and needing to cum inside him. Braden never forgetting the smile he saw on his brother’s face when he took the first load of the night. Braden hadn’t had sex in the four days since that beautiful night out. Remembering back to Jonny and Marc. Then remembering when he found his older brother, Ryan, in that dark corner of the bar, both of them in their jock and harness with asses dripping cum. When Ryan slid inside him and fucked his final load of the night into his little brother, it was almost as if… Braden’s dick throbbed, his balls tightened, his mouth opened as he let out a soft moan and his cock exploded. Cum shot all over his smooth teen abs, chest and face. KNOCK ON THE DOOR “Sweetie, you ready to go? You don’t want to miss your flight!” “Yeah mom, I’ll be right out!” Braden stood up, going his bathroom to clean up. He put on a pair of baby blue and pink Pump briefs, tight jeans and a tailored, tight-fitting T-shirt. Washed a bit of cum from his shaggy brown hair and quickly styled it. Grabbed his bags and went down-stairs to meet his mother. As they got into his mom’s Range Rover, Braden thanked her for taking him to the airport since his brother Ryan had to go on a last-minute work trip. Everyone thought Braden was a perfect kid. Eighteen-years old and heading off to UCLA in the fall, he was a preppy, polite swimmer jock with a 4.0 GPA going to college in LA on a scholarship that he didn’t need. He’s been out to everyone since he was 15 and made his parents proud – they constantly bragged about him to all their liberal, elite friends in the Bay area. They did the same with their eldest gay son, Ryan. Both of them were popular, but not interested in the high school drama, having just as many nerd friends as those who were jocks. Ryan played soccer and Braden swam. Braden swam a lot and his lean muscled build and deep blue eyes made it easy for him to have sex. He always knew he was gay, but not being feminine meant the girls still wanted him, a lot. He was always polite when letting them down. Braden’s extreme sex drive was genetically inherited, just like that of his brother. He jerked off every morning, occasionally at school during lunch, and could spend hours edging at night. If he hooked up, it would amp him up, making him even hornier. Even if he came, which wasn’t always the case, he would usually jack off again a couple hours later. Braden kissed his mother goodbye at the airport and caught his flight to Chicago. It was the end of June and he was taking a special trip for a pre-collegiate swim meet. It would be two days of competition for swimmers and divers from colleges all around the country, a handful of Ivy Leagues, some of the Big Ten and Braden easily qualified to go. Northwestern University was hosting. Braden was excited to compete and get to know a couple other incoming freshmen, but what he was really excited about was that after the competition was over on Friday afternoon, it would be Pride in Chicago. He figured everyone would head home that Saturday, but Braden booked a hotel in Boys Town for Saturday and Sunday night. He had met his roommate for the stay Wednesday through Friday night, and he was OK but decidedly straight and a drip. Very little chance Braden would get the room to himself and even less of a chance that his roomie for the trip would go out to the party that Friday night. Apparently, it was traditional for one of the fraternities to host a party the night after the competition finished. Drunken frat boys and incoming freshmen figuring out how they would fit into the college jock tribe. Braden was somewhat excited to go, but what he really couldn’t wait for was Saturday when he could ditch his teammates and explore Boystown. He’d heard it gets pretty wild, especially at the Steamworks bathhouse! The pool was packed. A co-ed event of swimmers and divers made the pool and the two locker rooms very crowded. And it was a hot summer week, so everyone would wear their suits under gym shorts and walk back to the dorms wet, many of them shirtless. Everyone was fit, cocky, and rowdy. Braden’s gaydar was not very well refined, although it was going off quite a bit, along with Grindr and Sniffies. In person, though, he just wasn’t yet confident in mixed settings. He had plenty of sexual experience, with teammates from high school and online hook ups, but he was not versed in navigating new jocks he didn’t know. One guy really caught his eye A. blond-haired, blue-eyed, smooth, high energy and popular swimmer. His name was Nic and he swam the butterfly like a Greek god. Standing about 6 feet tall, the same height as Braden, he had a smile that arrested everyone, and made Braden feel nervous and insecure for the first time in a long time. ***FROM BRADEN*** I grab one of the open showers for a quick rinse. The water cascading over my smooth body and tight fitting speedo combined with the endless sea of horny wet guys in speedos made my dick start to stir. Fuck, I don’t want to bone up here, not really. Every showerhead was running hot water and it was intensely steamy. This locker room had to be designed for maybe a quarter of the guys who were in here right now. I grab my towel and walk over to the sink to dry off. When I pull the towel off my head and open my eyes, there was Nic standing right next to me, drying himself. We both smile at each other. Nic – Fucking crowded in here, isn’t it! Me – I know. It’s crazy. But I can’t complain. Nic – Haha, neither can I. Fuck, is he checking me out. I run my eyes up and down his body. I’m at a loss for words. Nic – You swam really well today. Me – Thanks man, you too. Your fly is pretty fuckin’ incredible. OK, now he’s totally checking me out hard. And he is so hot. Our eyes keep darting back and forth from each other’s bulges and abs to our faces. I adjust my suit a little, just enough to move my semi-hard cock around. Nic gives me a smirk – subtle, but I got it. Nic – Thanks man. Yeah, it is one of my favorite strokes. Me – Yah, gives you killer abs, too. We both laugh a little. He turns to me and sticks his hand out. Nic – My name’s Nic. Me – Hey… I’m Braden. Um…where do you live? We shake hands for a little too long before we let them go. I turn and press my ass to the sink counter and watch Nic finish drying off. Nic – New York. Manhattan. But I’m going to school this fall in Boston. You? Me – Oh cool man. I’m from San Fran, but I’m going to UCLA this fall. Nic grabs his t-shirt and puts it on, although he’s not quite dry. Nic – Oh that’s awesome Man. LA is so much fun. I wish I was going somewhere warm like that. Me – Ah, ha, yeah. Well you can always transfer. What a stupid thing to say. Braden, pull yourself together, I think. Nic laughs just a little, endearingly. Nic – Yeah, maybe. Ya never know. Hey, are you going to the party tonight? I nod as Nic pulls on his running shorts and grabs his stuff. Me – Yeah, I was planning on it. Are you? Nic – Sweet. I’ll see you there. Should be fun. Me – Yeah, cool. I’ll be there. Nic – Cute speedo, Braden. See you tonight. I blush, turning red as I watch Nic walks away. Fuck he is so damn hot. I wanted to grab his dick so bad, right here. I swear, if he wanted to fuck me in front of everyone in this locker room right now, I would gladly take his cock and beg him for it. I grab my shorts and slip them on, grab my shirt and phone and head to the pool deck to find my roommate. As I wait for him, I open Sniffies on my phone. Now that the meet is over, I NEED to get fucked. God I hope one of these guys doesn’t flake. I think back to Nic for a second; I bet he’s on here. Maybe I can find him. Good thing I don’t have too much on my profile. I have a few messages, all just “hi” or “hey.” I shoot back a “looking?” and message a few guys. One twink with a very limited profile and a pic in a speedo really looked like Nic. Might be him. Not much in his profile, though, just a hot pic and a line, “18-year old swimmer looking for fun.” I get distracted by a message from a guy that I hit up yesterday. He’s 31, 6’ 4”, 170 pounds, gay, top. Top – Damn you look hot. If you can get over here soon, we can fuck before I go out tonight. I need to unload so I don’t lose my mind at the club. I look at his location. Nice, he’s not too far. His cock looks amazing. Me – Yeah man, let’s do it. I can be there in an hour. Cool? My roomie, Chris, walks over. He’s such a bore. Good thing he’s nice to look at. We walk back to the dorm. A few of the other guys are getting ready for dinner and Chris is going. I begged off so I could get away for a few hours before the party. Plus I did not want to get ready with Chris around. They head out and I jump in the shower. By the time I’m done, they had gone. I put on a spray of cologne. Grab my red PUMP jockstrap. Tight, low-rise skinny jeans, belt, and a white textured shirt, tight and short cut, going barely going down to my belt. Uber ordered. Grab my bottle of poppers and head out. It’s about a 20-minute ride. Me – I’m on my way. Be there in 20. Top – good. Top – a friend of mine came over early. So he’s here but he’s cool and can leave us alone. Me – oh kinky! The uber stops and I get out at a decent looking apartment building. Door buzzes and I head up. Knock on the door. Top opens and I step in. He’s shirtless in jean shorts. From his body, I figure it’s the same guy but can never be sure, really. Top – Hey man, come in. I’m Tony. That’s Brandon. I look over at a beautiful black man, probably the same age. Built, chillin’ with a beer and a joint. Me – Hey guys. I’m Braden. Top just kinda leans in and kisses me. I respond, pressing into him and kissing back. I run my hand down his abs and grab at his dick through his shorts. He lifts my shirt up and breaks our kiss. I help him out, pulling my shirt up. Top – Fuck yeah, you are a hot little slut aren’t you! Me – Thanks man. You’re hot as hell. You both are. He tosses my shirt on the table. I undo my jeans and open them, sliding them down so I’m only wearing my jock. I grab Top’s dick again, pushing his shorts down and fishing his cock out of his briefs. I drop right to my knees and wrap my lips around his growing cock. Nice big cut fat meat. Brandon stands up and walks over to Top. Brandon – Hey man, we don’t got a lot of time. The others are gonna be here in less than an hour and you still gotta get ready. I bob up n down on this beautiful cock, tasting precum now. I look up at them, listening… Top – well then we better not waste time. He steps away, his cock popping out of my mouth. I stand up and follow him. He bends me over the couch and spreads my ass cheeks. He pushes his mouth and tongue right in, eating out my smooth ass. I moan out, groaning as he works my hole, pushing in and opening me up. I look over at Brandon and smile at him. Nodding. Brandon drops his shorts and pulls out his big black cock, stroking it hard. I open my mouth as he slaps it across my face. I moan and open again. His dick goes right in, pushing down my throat. It tastes so fucking good! I work my tongue along his cock and relax my throat as he pushes in and tries to gag me. I hear Top behind me. Top – Yeah you little slut. Suck that dick. You love cock, don’t ya fag! I just moan, nodding as I sucked off Brandon. I can hear Top fussing around. Then I feel his lubed up fingers press into my ass. Fuck yessss… ‘I hope he wasn’t fussing around with a condom,’ I think to myself. Then I feel his cock press on my hole. I relax, opening my ass to him. Fuck yessss I need this so bad! As his cock pushes into me balls deep, I moan out. Brandon stands up and goes into the kitchen. Me – Ohhh fuck yes, fuck my ass please! Your cock feels amazing. God yes, I’ve needed this so badly! I reach back and feel his bare cock going in and out of me. Top – Yeah Braden, you fuckin slut. You like having my bare cock in you? Me – Fuck yeah, mmmm I love your raw dick fucking my hole so much! I grab the pillow and brace myself as he fucks in and out of me harder. I hear Brandon in the kitchen talking to someone, but I can’t make it out. Top keeps sliding his cock in and out of me. His hands on my hips, slamming hard into me with every thrust. I look up as two new guys walk in and watch. They are chatting and drinking while Top fucks me. I moan so loud as he speeds up. Top – Hell yeah you fucking slut, oh fuck you’re getting me close. God I want to cum in you. You want it bitch? Me – Oh fuck yeah, cum in my ass man. Go ahead. Breed me! Top – Are you sure man? Me – Oh fuck yah, do it. I fuckin’ love it. Brandon – Fuck that’s good, cause I think a few of us will want to have a go at you. Top stiffens, pumping into me, then holds and moans out. His cock spewing cum into me. Me – Ohhhh fuck yeah, breed me man. Let me get all of you ready for your night out. I’ll milk the loads from all of you. Top pulls out and brings his cock around to my face. I quickly and eagerly take his slimy dick into my mouth to suck him clean, moaning as Brandon presses his cock into my hole. I groan out with pleasure as he grabs my hips and starts to speed up quickly, going in hard on my ass. My god it feels so fucking good! A new guy comes over, already stroking his cock as he talks with the other guy. Brandon feels incredible as he speeds up and slaps my ass. I keep sucking on Top. Brandon grabs my hair, jerking my head back. He yells at me, Brandon – Fuck yeah faggot, take my load you fucking slut! Me – Fuck yeah, I moan as he spits in my face and slams into me, unloading balls deep into my hole. While I’m sucking Brandon clean, one of the other guys gets behind me and pushes his cock in. He fucks me, rather plainly and then cums in me. Not immediately, but after a good bit of fucking. Then the fourth guy gets in. He takes his time, long-dicking my ass. I lose track of time taking the last load. We go at it for a while, in a couple positions. He gets off in me while I ride him. Milking his dick, he thrusts up into me and shoots deep inside. The feeling is perfection. There are a few other people in the apartment by now. A couple were girls. Top comes over and asks if I want to hang out with them for the night. Tempting, but I tell him I have another party to go to. As I slid off the guy I was just riding, I take a minute to gather my composure. Top disappears, but Brandon showed me to the bathroom. I clean up as best I can, but I have four loads in me. Fuck. I hope they don’t leak out. I pull my jeans on and wash my face. I go out and Brandon shows me to the door. It’s 10:15, so much later than I thought. I call an Uber to go right to the party. I kinda figured I would probably wind up wearing this to the party. Oh well.

This is my first attempt at fiction on this site. It has percolated in my head for many years, and the giddy desire of a new young member of BreedingZone has inspired me to put the words to paper. One of my earliest fantasies was to get gangbanged and raped by a group of men inside a church late at night on a dark moonless night. And i would recognize a few of the faces as the local priests. Even the parish curiote is there and i think the bishop is here also. They are chanting gregorian verses and I know from my latin classes that they are glorifying the dark Lord and that i am to be his sacrifice tonight. They pick me up naked and lie me down on the altar with my legs facing the sacristy. The Bishop opens my legs and uses a golden cross to open my ass wide open. Another blackrobed priest comes up is holding a small golden rod. It looks like a pen or a toothbrush. It has a funny round head that has little needles on a round head. He inserts it into my rectum. The little needles make tiny cuts in my ass lips and inside my colon. The pain is sharp but i have a glassy smile on my face. I am enjoying this. I asked for this. And now another priest comes forward holding an incense burner. He lifts the top half of the burner to reveal a small glass pipe, a small vial which contains white crystals and a strange looking cigarette lighter. The gregorian chat continues and i can understand the word « donum, donum ». I’m trying to remember my latin... GIFT! It means GIFT! The priest takes the small glass pipe and the small vial of white crystals. He takes off a tiny cork lid from the vial and pours some of the crystals into a tiny hole that is at the top of the glass pipe. He then replaces the vial into the incense burner and takes the lighter thing in its place. He turns to the head priest who takes a brass container that has been placed before him by yet another priest in black robe. I just realized that their robes are open and I can see that they are naked underneath. I can see some white scranny diseased bodies. But i also see some muscular, well defined bodies with golden colours. Some are light brown. None have tan lines in the groin area. And i can see three black bodies. As black as India ink. And i can see their manhoods. Their Big Beautiful Black Cocks. They are half erect. The way you know that a man is becoming aroused but is not yet ready to fornicate. The old priest opens his robe (a soutane we called it when I was a young altar boy of 13 years old and would serve early morning mass with Father Bob) and he parts the black cloth to expose a huge cock. Even flaccid it looked more like a salami than a cock. He stuck his cock into what I finally recognize as a chalice. He begins to pee into the chalice. A dark yellow-greenish urine that was quickly filling the Rather large vessel used to contain small pieces of dry bread called hosts. He just kept pissing to overflowing and another priest fell down on his knees to start licking the floor and make sucking noises like he was eating his lunchtime soup. Finally relieved of all his urine, the old priest came forward closer to me and he took the small glass pipe and the lighter. His face came in close to mine, he was talk and could lean over and towered over my head still on the altar. “Now my Son, all this has been clearly explained to you am I correct?” “You know what is happening and what will happen next?” “Just to be clear, let me recapitulate. You have been chosen amongst all of the willing novices to be in this most unholy of ceremonies tonight, to be visited by the Dark Lord”. And you know what will happen here tonight, correct?” I nodded yes and tried to speak to a garbled croaky« yes » indeed I had been told. All of the novices who were here in Rome and now belonged to the Order of the Unholy Trinity knew about this special ritual. We were about 20 young men who varied in age from 18 to 23. I was 22 and one of the oldest. I was also somewhat more mature. I was beginning to lose my young boy twinkish look. I was beginning to fill out as a man. My muscles were developing under the hard work and tutelage of the priests in the art of body conditioning and development. My cock which was always fairly sizeable, was now developing into a true horse cock. It was very thick and dark. Darker than my golden skin on the rest of my body. And when fully erect my cock had been measured by the other boys in the order at 9.5 inches. Just silly boy games to see who had the biggest one. Alas i wasn’t the winner. That honour went to my buddy and roommate Henri. He was this good looking Boy from Paris. We were forbidden to engage in sex with other novices, but Henri and I couldn’t resist some fun late at night in the silence of our small stone room that looked more like a prison cell. And we were treated like prisoners. The priests would lock our doors from the outside after evening prayers. And we knew we would not get caught because you could hear anyone coming down the hall from a mile away. And someone did come every night. We could hear the footsteps, then the keys clattering in the lock. A short whispered order to wake up and follow the priest. And the footsteps away. And eventually we all passed our turn at least once or month and possibly twice as the rotation went. But i digress. The old priest said softly « tonight you have been selected for your ultimate challenge. The conclave is in agreement that you are ready to become a full member of our Order. Tonight you will meet the Dark Lord and he will ensure that you become a permanent member of the Order. ». I nodded in agreement. The mild sedative that i was given earlier was beginning to have effect. But just slightly. I still had all my wits about me. This would be the first day of my new vocation. All of us novices came from various parishes in North America, Europe, Africa and Asia. We had been nominated and recommended by our parish priests. Mine was Father Bob. When my family moved to a new city, my mother was anxious to get me involved in church life. She always hoped and prayed that one of her two boys would one day become a priest. So she was overjoyed when she found out I had been chosen over all the other altar boys to celebrate morning mass, every day, with Father Bob. My mind began racing about my time with Father Bob, but the old priest was murmuring in my ear. « First we shall smoke of the crystal collected from the underworld. I will cook the crystals and then create beautiful blue clouds to swirl around my head. I will inhale and then blow the smoke into your open mouth as you inhale deeply. And you will hold this blessed smoke until i tell you to exhale. We shall do this three times. Then I will turn the pipe over to you and we shall cook the crystals of the Dark Lord’s love together, and you will create blue clouds and you will inhale the smoke three times. And you will do like me and exhale into my mouth. Once this is complete, the Dark Lord will arrive, in all of his magnificent sexual glory. Do not be afraid of him. He comes for you. For your greater glory. And so we smoked. We shotgun the blue smoke. I immediately began to tingle. I could feel a stirring in my ass. After i smoked from the pipe three times and held my breath for what seemed like an eternity, I began to feel warm. Open to everything and to all possibilities. Then I could hear footsteps. The dozen or so priests in the dark robes made a path for someone arriving. He was massive. He was at least 6 foot 7. He wore a golden and crimson red cape. He was essentially naked except for the black leather and gold arm braces and the belt around his waist. And then i saw it. It was massive. Even Henri was a dwarf next to this monster of manhood. His skin was red. Fire red. His face was large and somewhat grotesque. He had yelow-green eyes slitted like a cat. He had beautiful white teeth. Two black horns sprouted out of his glossy curly hair He looked at me on the altar. He looked at my damaged pussy that was dripping little streams of blood. He licked his lips and I could see that his tongue was split. Like the forked tongue of a snake. He grabbed behind him and in his hand he started to caress a red tail that looked like it was made from leather to create whips. And at the end it was pointed. It look sharp. « So Jeremy, » he said to me softly. Are you ready for the rest of your life in the service of the being we hold in total rapture ? In order to fully enjoy your sacrifice, i will offer you more of the Lord’s crystals of love. I can administer them in two ways. I can put a large amount of crystals on the head of my penis which will have been moistened first in the chalice of Monseignor Antonio’s urine and then i will shove it into your tender and abused mankunt This will be very painful because the crystals will burn your raw skin and my cock will stretch your beautiful ass like it has never been stretched before. Or i can inject a nice dose of liquified crystals into your veins which will bring you instant gratification and euphoria leading to the next steps of our ceremony. Which do you chose Jeremy? ». Softly i replied « I will take your cock Sir ». « «What! He Screamed! I can’t hear you! ». I yelled louder « I chose your cock oh great Dark Master and Lord! » TO BE CONTINUED

Thinking about giving "Need to Breed" a try at Bunker Bar London on Saturday. Anyone know if these meets are any good? If they are, I'll start saving up so I'll have plenty of cum to donate to needy holes.

*Author’s Note: If you haven’t read “Cleaning out the Attic” I recommend you do so now – this is the second part of what seems to be turning into a bit of a novel.* Chapter Two - Journals Nick lay naked on his hotel bed staring at the ceiling, his eyes unfocused, slowly rubbing his still hard cock. Sunlight streamed through the window falling across his sweat covered body, and making the few gray hairs sprinkled amongst his dark chest hair. Nick’s however took in none of it, not the warmth of the morning, or the sound of a bird chattering outside his window, all he could see was his 21 year old nephew, Luke, firing off another massive load while riding Nick’s cock just a half hour ago. He saw the boy’s square handsome face, with just a hint of stubble on the cheeks, screwed up as the orgasm rocked through his body. He felt Luke’s hole spasm around his fat throbbing cock. He remembered Luke’s round developing pecs, pink pert nipples, and swirling light brown chest hair all heaving as his breath burst out of him in uneven spurts. He ran his hand through his own chest hair and felt the boy’s dried load crunch under his fingers. He was broken out of his reverie by a buzz from the bed side table. Nick stretched and rolled over, smelling the dense scent that only comes from a long night of fucking drifting off of himself. He grabbed his phone and rolled only to his back again. It was a text from Brett, his husband, partner, lover and best friend of forty year. ‘Morning babe!’ it read. Nick grinned at his phone, even after all these years anything to do with Brett made is heart flutter. Brett had been the one to help Nick realize he was gay, the first man to fuck him, the first man he had ever felt any sort of romantic interest in. Together they had explored the wild freedom of the late 1970s in New York; they had been there for each other through the unknown and the fear in the 1980s, holding hands at funeral after funeral, trying to make sense of the world; and they had celebrated the shift in the universe. They had been married in Canada a few years prior, still not technically legal in the United States but that was changing. Nick had this feeling deep in his gut that soon he would be holding hands with Brett swearing to love him forever in the US too. Maybe, he thought, knowing what he now knew about his extended family, he wouldn’t be there all alone this time either. Though he would probably leave out the part about how he had fucked his brother’s son when finally telling the family about his sexuality. ‘Babe you will never fucking believe what’s happened.’ He texted back. ‘Oh no! Are you ok?” Brett’s response came back quickly, he must have had his phone in his hand. ‘Not in a bad way. Hold on.’ Nick pulled up FaceTime and called Brett, there was too much to put in one text. The screen was suddenly filled with his husband’s handsome face. It was still early in San Francisco and Brett was clearly still lounging in their bed. Cool misty morning light played across one side of Brett’s square handsome face. Brett was just as handsome as they day they had met. He still had the same rugged looking face, like a football jock, but now thin lines crept out from the corners of his eyes, and ran across his forehead. They gave the appearance that at any moment he was about to burst into raucous laughter. His hair was no longer the long wavy blonde mess it had been in 1977, it was silver, short on the sides with a high front and a soft fringe falling to one side. “You’re still in bed?” Brett said by way of a greeting, his face cracking into a wide smile, “What did you get up to.” “Seriously, you will not believe me.” “What?” “Ok, so you remember that journal that I wrote when we first got together.” “Your sex journal?” “It was more than that. I didn’t just write smut.” “Uh, sure.” He drew the last word out in a long teasing tone. “Listen, butt face, you wanna hear this story or do you wanna mock me.” “Honestly?” “Fuck you, ok. So before I came out to SF permanently I had taken some boxes to my parents that I didn’t have a place to store. Then when I told my dad about us and everything went south I thought I had pack them all into the car that night and brought them home. Turns out I had missed one. Why I never thought it was there I don’t know, but… there in my dad’s attic all this time was that box I could never find.” “Was it just the journal?” “No, the journal and all those Polaroids I used to take, and one really old jock.” “So you found it?” “Rick’s kid Luke did apparently when he was sorting through stuff.” Nick paused, letting that sentence hang dramatically for a few seconds before continuing, “And when I went to go help move the big boxes and things out of the attic I walked in right as he blew a huge load all over himself reading it wearing the fucking jock.” “Shit! Seriously? How old is this kid?” “Twenty One.” “That doesn’t really explain why you’re still in bed… unless…” “So I tell him to get dressed and we sit down in the hot fucking attic and I’m expecting to have to have this whole talk about what gay is and coming out. No, he’s out to his family, he has been for years, he’s been fucking guys at university and apparently a flock of daddies and bears around the town. He didn’t have questions he was just horny as fuck. He’d been reading the journal for days and jerking off to it every time. He’d even been wearing the jock while he worked. And then he tells me that reading about you fucking me for the first time had gotten him so worked up he got on Grindr and found a local guy to breed him.” “Fuck!” “I know, so we end up going to the gay bar next to my hotel, largely to get out of the hot fucking attic.” “Sure.” Another long drawn out teasing vowel. “So we’re swapping storied, and then he says that I’d described you so much that he feels like he knows all about you, or at least you of the 1970s.” “Young dumb and…” “But,” Nick cuts off his husband’s cheeky response, “I never described myself, and he wants to know what I look like.” “He asked you for a dick pic.” “Yeah basically. So I show him that video of me fucking the SFU kid. He then shows me a video of a daddy from school balls deep in his ass.” “Fuck this kid was begging for it.” “We basically sprinted to the room, ripped off each other’s clothes and he begged me to fuck him.” “So naturally…” “I fucked him twice last night and once this morning, he went home like forty minutes ago with a fresh load in his hole.” “Damn, you think he’ll be back for more?” “Oh absolutely.” ----- Luke had taken a detour on his way home. He was still sweaty and he assumed stunk of sex but he was on a mission. Nick had suggested he get a journal of his own, and that’s what he was going to do. He slipped into the bookstore quickly as he could, made his way to the writing section, and grabbed an unadorned hard covered journal. He paid for it quickly, hoping against the odds that the cute boy at the register didn’t clock that his tousled hair was from a recent fucking, and got the hell out of there. He was grateful no one was home when he got back to his parents house. He had told his mother he was spending the night at a high school friend’s house after getting too drunk to drive home. As soon as he was in his room he stripped off down to the same jock he’d been wearing for days. It felt like a part of him now, this old jock, it had become part of his erotic life over the past week. It was a physical attachment to the world he had longed to experience while reading Nick’s journal and his real life. It made him feel like he was part of that, like he could live his life like Nick had been. That the freedom to explore and experiment was his. In wearing it he felt that he was more than just another horny college boy with a thing for older men, he was a part of gay history, and culture, he was free to try anything. Try anything, he thought, Jesus he sure had done that. He’d spent the night being fucked by his dad’s brother. He still had his uncles cum inside him even. He took a pen off of his desk, unwrapped the new journal and lay on his bed. June 10th, 2011 At the advice of my uncle I’m starting a journal of my own; a next generation to go along with his. Nick’s journal is the story of his sexual awakening, how he understood his homosexuality, and became comfortable in that world. It starts with him and his best friend crossing a line and becoming more. So that is where I will start mine, with Nick and I crossing a line. As I write this I can practically feel the three massive loads Nick pumped into me last night. I let my uncle fuck me, more than that I wanted him to. I wanted to feel him unloading inside me, and as soon as I took that first forbidden load I knew it wouldn’t be enough. Not by a long shot. As I left this morning, he kissed me by the door, and said: see you tonight. In a few hours I’ll be back in that hotel room, naked with the man who took over my fantasy life living out my own sexual freedom. So, how did this happen? How did I come to be full of my uncle’s load? It started when I found an old journal while cleaning out my grandfather’s attic. He wrote and wrote. He wrote down how his heart had pounded as he when he first found the journal. He tried to capture the fear he had felt when Nick had found him naked, and in the mist of orgasm, the journal in hand; then how that fear had turned into a low burring arousal that both he and Nick had tried to ignore. He described how it had felt to have Nick’s cock slide into him for the first time. He wrote about falling asleep in his uncles’ warm arms. Despite having cum multiple times with Nick, Luke’s cock was hard again as he wrote. For a moment as I woke up I thought it was all a dream. It couldn’t have happened like that. There was no way I had ended up in my uncle’s hotel room let alone having made love to him twice. Yet there was a heavy arm draped across my body, and warm hairy chest pressed into my back as I came around. I turned slightly to look at the man behind me still not completely believing my own memory. Yet, there he was, my uncle Nick. He too was still shaking off the last tendrils of sleep. He blinked a few times and then smiles. “How are you feeling,” He asked in little more than a whisper. “Good,” I said, in the same hushed tones. “No regrets about last night?” “No, God no. Fuck. That was… well that was amazing. Why… why do you…” “Not in the slightest.” He moved his big hand to my face and pulled me into a kiss. It started soft at first but as I rolled to face him it became more passionate. His tongue slid past my lips and his hands traveled down my body. We were both naked and I could feel his cock hardening against my body as mine did the same. His hand came to rest on my ass, squeezing. He brushed a finger against my hole and I gasped. “Sorry,” he said, “You’re probably sore from last night.” “A little,” I responded, “but not enough to make me say no to you.” “God damn.” He pushed my shoulder down into the bed knocking me onto my chest and disappeared under the sheets. He kicked my legs apart and I felt a hand on each of my cheeks. He spread my ass wide, and then came his tongue. I arched and pushed back, his tongue circling my hole, sending electric shocks through my body. My hole felt tender, but I wanted him again all the same. He pulled on my hips, shifting me back and sticking my ass in the air. Now with a better angle his tongue delved even deeper into my hole. “Fuck,” he said, “you’re still so full of cum. It’s like I just bred you. I bet you’d feel amazing right now.” “Fuck me and find out.” “You’re really up for another round?” “Absolutely. Please, fuck me.” “That’s all I need to hear.” He tossed the sheets back and reared up. Towering above me he spat on his cock and lined the head up with my hole again. For a second there was nothing but pain as my bruised ass was asked to open up again, but then his head burst in and it was only pleasure. He sank right to the hilt, the loads he had left inside me were more than enough lube. We both let out a groan of pleasure. He was taking his time, genially fucking me this time. His cock slid from my hole in long deep strokes. Each time he pressed back in the head of his cock knocked against my prostate sending waves through my body. Nick’s tongue dragged across the back of my neck, and his hands pressed me down into the bed. We both groaned together. “I want to see you ride me,” Nick breathed in my ear. Nick pulled back and spanked my ass before pulling out. He flopped down on the bed next to me and I scrambled to get up over him. I straddled his legs and sat slowly down. His cock easily found my hole. I sighed as my ass came to rest on his hips. “God damn, you look so fucking sexy sitting on my cock.” “Your cock just feels so perfect.” “Ride me, show me how much you need it.” I bounced up and down. Slowly at first, and then harder. I worked my ass down onto his dick making it hit as deep as it could. Nick’s face was contorted in pleasure. The little lines around his eyes deepened, fanning out as he scrunched his face trying to stave off the inevitable. I rocked harder, one hand drifted to my own cock. I started to stroke myself as I rode Nick. It was clear we were both building to the edge. When it came it crashed over us both like an unexpected wave hits you in the ocean. The force of my own orgasm blinded me to what was happening inside my hole. Rope after rope of cum erupted from my cock and spattered across Nick’s hairy torso. It fell into the thick pelt and glistened against his sweaty heaving chest. It was only as my breath started to come back to normal that I felt the warmth spreading inside me. Nick’s cock gave one last throb and pushed even more cum into my hole. I collapsed forward and kissed him. Luke was hard again. He’d had a massive load fucked out of him not two hours before but his balls ached. He pulled the pouch of his jock to the side and started to work another load out of his balls. ----- Brett padded to the kitchen naked after he hung up with Nick. His cock was still semi hard, swinging heavily in front of him as he walked. Nick had fucked his nephew, Brett’s mind was spinning. He should, he thought, be grossed out, or upset, or something, but in reality it was hot. Nick had sent him a picture from the boy’s Instagram, he was a well bit college senior, a little stubble on his cute face, and bright kind eyes. Brett would have fucked him too if he’d found the boy jerking off in just a jock. He rubbed his cock a few time, feeling the blood flow back to his member momentarily. “God, that journal,” he said out loud to the empty apartment. He remembered that weekend in ’77 probably better than most things in his life. He remembered the power going out. The whole city was dark, for the first five minutes it was one of the most terrifying things he’d ever experienced. Just looking out of the window and seeing nothing that the dim ambient moonlight couldn’t pick out was horrifying in New York City. Everyone is so use to the bright lights of the street lamps, apartment windows, and neon signs that they never think about how dark the night really can be. Then it was all gone and their tiny apartment on the West Side felt like an island in the middle of a vast ocean. Of course, his childhood in Florida had kicked in the, he’d been through enough hurricanes to know what to do when the power went out. He’d filled coolers, moved beer around, he’d filled the tub with water in case something happened. He’d dug candles out of drawers and placed them around the one common space, and then they had sat. In the oppressive heat of July in NYC they had sat in the dark and drank beer, the apartment still felt like a little island, but a warm and welcome one now. Nick had been the thing that made him feel safe, though he didn’t articulate that at the time. It felt like the two of them could take on anything so long as they were together. Then the conversation had drifted to sex. Brett had been dying to tell Nick that he was gay for ages. The scale of the secret growing in his mind with each passing day. There, by the light of candles, and in the circle of safety Nick created just by existing, Brett had finally felt brave. He’d let it out, and though he worried about Nick’s reaction, he felt better just for saying it. He loved his life, he liked being gay, he like men, he was secure in who he was; and if Nick had reacted badly, well that was what it was but he had to tell him. He hadn’t reacted badly though. Quite the opposite. They’d stripped off most of their clothes trying to escape the inescapable hot humid air, and Nick had little to hide his arousal as Brett shared. What had come next were the things of dreams. He had imagined what it would be like to sleep with Nick, what his cock would be like, what his hole would taste like but he’d never thought it could happen. Then there they were, naked together, candle light flickering about them. He had opened Nick slowly just like the first man to fuck him had done. When Nick hole was slick with spit and winking hungrily at him, he slid his cock inside his best friend and changed their lives forever. Neither of them knew it then but that was the start of their real relationship. From that moment on they were a pair. They’d drifted apart once or twice, Brett had given Nick a lot of space to explore his new found sexuality, but they had always come back to each other from that moment on. When Brett had gone home with that first guy in college he had been terrified that that meant the end of his chances of happiness. He understood being homosexual to mean being alone for the rest of your life. It meant giving up your family and friends for nothing but ultimately unfulfilling sex. Though, being twenty-one, and drunk at the time meant he didn’t think of any of those things till the next morning. He’d stayed at the bar after his other friends left, he did that a lot in those days. He’d always known that he wasn’t attracted to women in the same way as his brothers and his friends, but the realization that he was attracted to men had been slow. Now in his last year of college he got it. He looked at the men his friends had grown into and got hard thinking about their bodies. He saw the chest hair not poking out of the tops of their, looked at their firm asses squished into tight faired jeans. He longed to see them naked in a way he never thought about the girls they met out at parties. All of that left him ultimately lonely, even when sitting in a bar full of his friends he felt isolated. So, when everyone else had left, he stayed and drank, hoping to squash the feelings he didn’t dare give a voice to. An older man had sat down at the bar, handsome and fairly unassuming. He was probably in his mid-forties. He had a square face, a rather round nose, and short hair turning gray at the temples. He wore a button-down shirt open to just below his pecs exposing a broad swath of fur covered skin. Brett couldn’t help his eyes flicking down. The man had introduced himself as Aaron, and they had started chatting. Aaron had a few beers, bought Brett another one, while they made small talk. Brett liked talking to Aaron, there was something a familiarity there that he didn’t yet understand. It was his gay-dar going off, which was obvious in retrospect. When Aaron has said he was stepping outside for a smoke, Brett had followed despite not being a smoker himself. Aaron went around the corner of the building rather than standing under the street light out front, “less windy”. He lit a cigarette, took a long drag on it and handed it to Brett before lighting another one for himself. Brett, not wanting to seem uncool, took a deep pull on the cigarette and promptly launched himself into a massive coughing fit. “You don’t actually smoke do you,” Aaron laughed good naturedly. “No.” Brett looked down at his shoes, feeling very bashful. “Why did you come out then?” Aaron took a step closer to Brett, the intensity of his gaze dragged Brett’s eyes back up. “I didn’t want to sit at the bar alone.” “Is that all, or was there something more specific that brought you out here.” He stepped closer again. They were now inches apart. Brett could smell the sweet intermingled scent of beer and smoke with each breath Aaron let out. He felt weak at the knees. A fire was growing in him, his crotch began to bulge, and his mind felt muddles. “I don’t know what you mean.” “I think you do.” Then “it” happened. He kissed another man. That thing he had been pondering, secretly yearning for, happened and it was wonderful. The roughness of Aaron’s face against his, the instance of the man’s tongue entering his mouth, it was everything he had wanted. Brett’s hands quickly found Aaron’s hips and pulled him closer, their crotches pressed tight as their kiss continues. Aaron brought one hand up behind Brett’s head, holding him in place, the other dangling to the side keeping the still lit cigarette out of reach. When they broke apart Brett was flushed, his whole face felt red. Heat seemed to radiate from his entire body. He locked eyes with Aaron and found himself unable to move, despite how hard his heart was pounding. “Do you want to get out of here,” Aaron said, his lips barely an inch from Brett’s, “or do you want to keep making out in an alley.” “I have… I have roommates…” Brett said, feeling lame as soon as the words were out of his mouth. “I don’t.” “Ok.” Brett’s voice was little more than a whisper. His heart was in his throat, and his stomach felt as though it was about to fall out, but still he said yes. The beers had given him the courage to do what he had been yearning for. He was saying yes to this incredibly sexy man. He was going to say yes to whatever Aaron asked him. He was determined to finally know what it was to have sex with a man… and maybe that, he though, would explain his feelings. They walked, not quite touching, the few block’s to Aaron’s apartment. It was a cozy walk up, in an unassuming brick multistory building. They slipped from the bright florescent hallway, into the dim warmth of Aaron’s living room. The walls were dark and paneled, a big comfortable looking sofa dominated one whole side of the room, a big thick television the other. A light glowed in the small kitchenette, leading them into the bedroom. It was small but perfectly appointed. Everything about the apartment made Brett feel at ease. It wasn’t sleazy or frightening, overly fem or queer as his mother would have said, it was just warm and safe. Brett perched on the edge of the bed, unsure what to do next. Aaron clicked on a scarf covered lamp on the bedside table. The soft rose tinted glow spilled over one side of his body, throwing the sharp lines of his face, and the swells of his muscles into sharp relief. Never breaking eye contact with Brett, he unbuttoned his shirt. Every inch revealing more of his fur covered torso. When he cast the shirt aside, standing in just his tight, high waisted bell bottoms, he looked to Brett in that moment the perfect specimen of manhood. It was like the Bert Reynolds centerfold Brett had lusted after so many times had come to life right in front of him. Aaron put a hand softly under the boy’s chin and tilted his head back. He bent down and lightly kissed his latest conquest on the lips. He felt the tension go out of the boy. He needs this, Aaron thought. He pulled Brett to his feet, and locked his fingers under the edge of the boy’s t-shirt. He pulled it up over his head revealing a cute fit physique. Brett loved exercise, not just because he then got to see sweaty men in the locker room after. He loved how it made him feel. He liked seeing his pecs press through the soft clinging material of a shirt, or see his ass bulge in a pair of tight pants. He was proud of his round pink nipples, and the hair that grew between them. He had every right to be, he was hot. Aaron ran his fingers over the boy’s chest, feeling the warm flesh under the honey blonde fur. They kissed again, this time with more passion. Brett pulled them back together. He wanted to feel Aaron’s flesh against his own. He wanted to feel the warmth of another man’s body against him. His hands explored now. He was gaining confidence. Having taken the first step of following a man home, he felt like anything was possible. He kissed Aaron’s neck, licking the salty sweat from his skin. Aaron took Brett and held him back, before bending his head to do the same. He licked at the boy’s flesh, and then slowly down his chest. His tongue flicked over Brett’s nipple bringing out the first whimper of pleasure from the boy. He did it again, and Brett groaned. He’d never felt anything like this. They tumbled back onto the bed, falling in a mess of limbs and kissed. Aaron ground his hips into Brett, pressing their erections together. Brett’s mind burst. Any doubt he had about his attraction to me, or his want for their bodies was quickly vanishing. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened to him. It was absolutely nothing like being with a woman. He wanted to Aaron’s cock. He wanted to grab it, to stroke it, he wanted – and it shocked him to realize – to swallow Aaron’s cock down his throat. Aaron grabbed both of Brett’s hands and pinned them above his head against the mattress. His fingers danced across Brett’s nipples as his tongue made its way to the mass of blonde fur exploding from his pit. Aaron’s tongue swirled around the hair, and tasted the boy’s musk. Brett writhed. It all was so new and felt so good. Slowly Aaron slithered his tongue down Brett’s body, playing over his nipple again for a moment before continuing down. His hand’s reached Brett’s throbbing crotch first. He grasped at the straining fabric that barely managed to contain his erection. Brett groaned as Aaron rubbed him through his jeans. Expertly Aaron undid Brett’s belt and then unbuttoned his fly. Brett shifted his weight, and Aaron pulled his pants off in one quick move. Brett now lay, his legs on either side of Aaron’s body, in just his white briefs. A big wet spot had formed in the front of them, turning the fabric almost translucent, from the massive amounts of precum he was leaking. Aaron bent forward, and kissed the boy’s hard cock through the thin fabric of his underwear. He rubbed the stubble of his chin along the shaft, and then hooked his fingers under the waistband. He slipped Brett’s underwear off, allowing his cock to spring up and slap against his stomach, and left him completely naked. Brett’s breath was coming hard and fast, his eyes locked on Aaron as the older man bent forward, took hold of his cock, and started to suck. Brett had had blow jobs before but none so expert as this. Aaron swallowed hard, and Brett’s rather sizeable cock vanished down his throat. “Jesus fuck,” he groaned, both hands behind his head, allowing Aaron to ravish him. Aaron’s tongue swirled around the head of Brett’s leaking cock, savoring the sweet precum that was now practically pouring out. He worked his mouth up and down, sucking hard. He buried his nose in Brett’s pubes and worked his throat around the wide shaft. He had one hand playing with Brett’s nipple, the other was now playing with his balls. As he sucked he slid that hand under Brett’s ass, and began to slide a finger along Brett’s crack. Almost instinctively Brett shifted his hips up to allow Aaron access to his still virgin hole. He didn’t know it yet but before the night was out he would be begging Aaron to fuck him. Aaron sensed Brett was getting close to the point of no return, but he wasn’t done with his latest play thing. He let Brett’s cock fall from his mouth, and moved up to kiss the boy deeply. Brett kissed him back, open mouthed, moaning. Aaron moved from between Brett’s legs and go off the bed. For a moment Brett was frightened the evening was coming to an end, had he done something wrong, then he watched with joyous rapture as Aaron took off his own pants. When he undid the buttons of his fly Brett saw that he wasn’t wearing anything under his jeans. A thick dark brown bush burst out from the now open fly, and the base of what looked like a massive cock. Aaron pushed his jeans to the floor and kicked them off of his feet. When he stood back upright, he was fully naked and completely hard. His whole body was covered in hair, he really was Brett’s favorite centerfold come to life. Unlike the Reynolds photos though, there was no careful covering of Aaron’s crotch. A long, meaty cock, with a big bulbous head, now pointed straight at Brett. Two big heavy looking balls swung pendulously below, all nestled in a dense dark patch of public hair. Brett was frozen. He’d never seen another man like this. It was everything he’d dared to dream it would be. “Why don’t you come sit on the edge of the bed and suck my cock,” Aaron said, a wicked smile on his face. Brett snapped out of his reverie. This was the moment, he was doing to touch another man’s cock. In his mind it was somehow one thing to have another man suck your cock, but to be the one doing the sucking… that was the last bridge He swallowed hard, moved to the edge of the bed and said a little nervously, “I’ve um… I’ve never sucked anyone before.” “I kinda figured. Just swallow, and try to keep your teeth out of the way. Something tells me you’re going to be good at this.” Aaron was right, as soon as Brett’s lips closed around Aaron’s cock he knew what to do. He understood immediately how to make a man feel pleasure, and he was good at it. He swallowed just like Aaron had done, and felt the shocking girth of Aaron’s cock vanish down his throat. He was gifted, he didn’t gag, or splutter. He breathed through his nose and worked his throat and mouth around his first cock. Aaron held him by the back of the head, lightly guiding Brett as he learned rhythm and pacing. Brett was in heaven. He could have sucked on Aaron’s cock forever. He loved the feeling of pubes against his nose, of balls on his chin. He loved the pressure when his breathing was cut off for a moment, and the fullness he felt when Aaron’s head went down his throat. He was actively sad when Aaron pulled his cock fully from his mouth. “I told you you’d be good at that,” he bent down and kissed Brett on his spit covered mouth. “I love sucking your cock,” Brett said, his eyes mad with lust. “I know you do, and you’ll get to suck it more… but I’ve got something else in mind. I’m guessing if you’ve never sucked cock before you’ve never had your ass eaten?” “No… I don’t…” “I’ll show you. Flip over, on all fours with your ass pointing towards me. Trust me, you’ll love it.” Brett did as he was told and rolled over, with his knees tucked tight under his chest and his ass exposed at the edge of the bed. He was tense, he didn’t know what to expect, and then he felt it. The brush of Aaron’s stubble on his ass cheeks, his hot wet breath on his untouched flesh. Then something wet, warm, and probing brushed against his hole. Brett groaned, Aaron’s tongues and dancing across his virgin hole. The tension washed away as pleasure radiated from his hole through his entire body. He was groaning into the bed sheets. It felt good. It felt better than good. It was amazing. Never in his whole life had Brett imagined that something could feel like this, and certainly never imagined this pleasure coming from his ass. Firm hands gripped his ass cheeks, holding the apart. Aaron reared back and spat a massive wad of spit right into Brett’s now winking hole. The dense hair that grew in a spiral around his pucker was slicked down with Aaron’s spit – it was a beautiful sight. He was going to take this boy’s virginity. He was going to work him open till he begged to be fucked. Aaron decided there was no way that Brett was leaving that apartment without his load inside him. The tongue returned, and Brett moaned again. He felt Aaron spread his spit around, making his ass slick. He could tell that his hole was relaxing too, that the probing and pushing of Aaron’s tongue was slowly starting to work. At first it was just the tip of Aaron’s tongue sort of catching, pausing as it pulled at the lip of his hole. Then it was more forceful and driving, dipping inside for just a moment and actually spreading Brett open. It was slow, and hardly noticeable at first, but eventually Brett realized that Aaron’s tongue was slipping in and out of his ass hole with ease. Aaron noticed the change too, he sucked and chewed on Brett’s hole relaxing his ring even more. When he pulled back to spit into the boy’s hole again it looked completely different. He wasn’t looking at a tight untouched pucker but a pink inviting hole slowly winking. He slid his finger down Brett’s crack, pausing to rub his hole for a moment, before continuing on. He added more spit, and then did it again. This time he stayed longer, his finger pushing at the center of Brett’s hole for a moment. More spit, then more pressure; he repeated this process over and over till Brett’s hole suddenly relaxed completely and the first inch of his finger vanished inside the boy. Brett practically screamed, but not in pain, mostly in surprise. His hole was being penetrated, it was happening. He was going to go all the way with a man. He was going all the way… Aaron withdrew his finger, spat on Brett hole again and then pressed it back in. This time his whole finger slid inside. Brett went wild. “Relax, you’re doing great.” “It feel so fucking good,” Brett panted. “I know, just wait till I’ve got you open enough for my cock.” “Fuck, yes please. I want you to fuck me.” “You want me to take your virginity?” “Yes! I want it so bad. I want to feel you inside me.” “Good. Ok,” Aaron slid his finger back out and sucked on it, savoring the boy’s taste, and then did the same to his middle finger. “Take a deep breath in, and hold it for a moment.” He rubbed the two fingers on Brett loosening hole, “now breath out slowly.” He pushed in as Brett breathed out. With a little pressure two fingers were worked easily inside of Brett who let out a gasp. He could feel the change in thickness and it made him giddy with lust. His own cock was leaking precum so much that a near continuous stream was dripping onto the bed below him forming a large puddle. Aaron worked his fingers around, sliding them in and out, pulling at the sides of Brett’s hole. When he pulled them back out to add more spit he watched as Brett’s ass gaped open for a second before winking closed. He hawked another big mouthful of spit right onto the boy’s hole and then pushed three fingers in. Another loud groan from Brett as he was opened wider still. After more twisting and pulling Aaron knew it was time. A thin sheen of sweat glistened across Brett’s broad back, and his breathing was short and ragged. The cute soon to be deflowered college jock was in heat, he needed to be fucked and fucked soon. He got really close to Brett’s ear, keeping his fingers lodged inside the boy, and said in a breathy voice, “Are you ready for my cock?” Brett’s answer was almost a shout, “Yes! Please fuck me!” “Good boy.” Aaron withdrew his fingers, and slid them along his cock adding the slickness from Brett’s hole to his shaft. He dropped more spit onto his head and rubbed it on the open hole in front of him. Brett whimpered and pushed his ass back. Prefect, Aaron thought, he’s ready, and Aaron pressed forward. It was like a bolt of electricity shot through Brett’s body and Aaron’s cock broke through his hole for the first time. His spine seemed to tingle, his fingers went momentarily numb, and his vision shrunk down to tiny pin points. Euphoria coursed through his veins, and hit his mind like a storm surge crashing on the breakwater. He let out a guttural sound unlike he’d ever made before and his chest collapsed onto the bed. “Good, good,” Aaron cooed as he slid more of his cock inside Brett’s virgin hole. He dropped a few more big globs of spit onto his shaft as he went lubing up Brett’s ass for the fucking he was about to receive. They took their time, and it was almost a full five minutes before Aaron’s considerable length and girth was completely buried inside Brett’s now quivering hole. “Holy shit! Holy shit,” Brett panted over and over again. “You did it, you took my whole cock.” “Oh my God.” “Feel my balls on your taint?” Aaron rocked back and forth causing his balls to lightly tap against Brett’s taint. “Yes!” “Do you like being full of cock?” “Fuck yes! It feels so good!” “How does this feel?” He pulled about half of his cock out of Brett’s hole and then slid it back in slowly. The boy groaned under him. “Fuck. Oh my god! Its so… holy shit!” “Again?” “Yes!” Brett practically shouted. Aaron pulled a little more of his cock out this time, and then just as slowly made his way back inside of Brett. He paused for a moment, and then again. Each time he pulled back a little further, but he kept the speed slow and deliberate. It let Brett get use to being fucked, but it also worked his hole open more so it could take more of a pounding when Aaron was ready to let him have it. It was when Aaron was sliding the full length of his cock in and out of Brett as the boy pushed back against his cock that Aaron knew he was ready. He took hold of Brett’s hips and slammed in. The boy let out another deep guttural roar, but did not shy away. Aaron did it again, and this time Brett slammed his ass back to meet Aaron’s thrust. “You want me to pound you?” “Yes! Fuck me! Pound my fucking ass!” “Fucking pig!” Aaron roared as he started mercilessly railing Brett’s ass. He knew his cock was banging hard against Brett’s second hole, almost busting threw each time, it had hurt he thought; but he was wrong. Everything about the experience was joy for Brett. He had let go and it was everything he wanted. The blunt head of Aaron’s cock knocked hard against his prostate with each thrust sending a pulse of endorphins through his body. The pressure on his second hole felt like a goal not yet achieved, something even more pleasurable to unlock. He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that he would never be with a woman again. Sex with another man was too good. The first time, him losing his virginity, was better than any experience he had ever hand with a woman. Surly if this was where he was starting it could only become better from there. Aaron for his part was shocked looking down and seeing how quickly Brett’s hole had adapted to being fucked. His ass lips gripped tight to Aaron’s cock but there was no unwanted tension or fear. He was taking cock like someone who had been getting fucked for years. He had gone from tight virgin to Aaron’s favorite kind of hole, warm, open and easy to fuck, in an hour. He felt himself approaching the cliff and slowed down. He wasn’t ready to cum yet. He pulled his cock out of Brett, which elicited a sad sounding whimper, and smacked the boy on the ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Get on your back,” he commanded. Brett rolled over, with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Aaron took Brett’s ankles in his hands and placed them on his shoulders. He lent forward, bending Brett in half and tipping his ass up off the bed. He slid in easily, his dick slick with Brett’s ass juice. He watched as Brett’s eyes rolled back, a sloppy grin spreading across his face as Aaron’s cock worked deep inside him again. From this angle he was able to get even deeper, and he held his cock hard against Brett’s second hole till it at last gave way and the last bit of Aaron’s cock shot into Brett’s ass. Brett let out something half way between a grunt and a woof at that. His eyes went totally blank, and his mouth hung slack. Aaron put his hands down on either side of Brett’s legs, trapping Brett’s knees against his shoulders. As he leaned forward his cock pushed just that much further inside of the jocks absolutely quivering asshole. He gave the boy a soft kiss. Brett responded by wrapping his arms around Aaron’s neck and holding him close. He kissed the man who was deep inside him, trying to pour all of the pleasure he was receiving and gratitude he felt towards Aaron in that moment into the kiss. He whimpered into Aaron’s mouth and around his invading tongue as the older man started to fuck him again. Brett let his grasp slip and Aaron reared back, starting to fuck him hard again. The pounding Aaron was giving him was not just hard but loud. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was accompanied by a slightly wet sound as Brett’s hole became sloppy. They were both sweating profusely at this point. Trails of sweat ran down Aaron’s chest making slick lines through his dense chest hair. All of the hair on Brett’s stomach was matted down from the river of precum he was leaking. There was so much on his stomach that it looked as though he had already shot his load on himself. Aaron held Brett by the thighs hammering hard. Brett had both hands behind his head now, his youthful muscular body stretched out before Aaron for the ravishing. He watched the young man’s pecs bounce as he hammered away at his no longer virgin hole. A near continuous stream of grunts, groans and profanity streamed from Brett’s mouth as his hole was decimated. Brett didn’t know the signs of approaching orgasm in another man yet. He hadn’t yet learned to note the tightening of the face, the shoulders retracting, the changes in breath. So when Aaron let out a mighty roar and slammed his entire cock inside of Brett he was completely unprepared. He was also unprepared for the warmth that seemed to flow into him from Aaron’s now pulsating cock. Yet the most surprising thing of all was that as Aaron’s cock pumped inside him his own cock spasmed and launched a massive load all over his body. The force of his orgasm caused him to clamp down on Aaron’s cock, making the older man roar again as his cock throbbed against the pressure. They were both panting. As his orgasm subsided Brett understood what had just happened. Aaron had cum. Not only that Aaron had cum inside him. None of the girls Brett had been with would let him cum inside them for fear of getting pregnant but he didn’t have that to worry about. He now felt the warmth in his ass and understood it. He loved it. It turned him on even more. He had another man’s cum inside him. They stayed like that for a few minutes, until their breathing returned to normal. Aaron slowly took his delating cock from Brett’s hole and they both let out a satisfied sigh. He had gotten the boy a towel, then they cleaned up and got dressed. When Brett kissed Aaron goodbye at the door, clutching the little piece of paper on which Aaron had written his phone number down, he felt giddy. He felt no guilt, or conflict about what had just happened. It had been what he wanted and what he needed. That night had started him down a path. A path that had led him to Nick ultimately. Brett lay in his bed that night and felt his slick hole. It made him hard to think about the load buried deep inside him. Brett flopped onto his bed and looked out of the window remembering Aaron and his first time. His cock stood straight up from his body, hard as a rock. He picked up his phone and opened Instagram. After a quick search he found what he was looking for, his husband’s nephew Luke. He scrolled down a little and there it was, a photo of Luke tailgating for a game at school, standing in the bright afternoon sun shirtless. Brett took hold of his cock and started to stroke it his mind full of all the terrible, delicious things he would do to Luke if he ever got his hands on him.

This is a work of fiction between two (semi)consenting adults. I hope you guys enjoy. Part 1: The sun had just set and Evan, sitting in his rental jeep in a beach parking lot, was horny as ever. He had been on vacation with friends and this was his first chance to get away for a bit. Everyone else had passed out drunk but Evan had stayed sober hoping his wish would come true. It did. Sitting there he pulled out his cock and started stroking while browsing through the Grindr profiles. Just then a message came through. “Hey, you are hot!” “Thanks! You looking to fuck?” “Yeah” He looked at the profile. The profile showed a picture of a slim light brown torso, hairless with small erect purple nipples, no ab definition but a slight line running down the middle leading to a tight belly button cutting off just below the waist where the guy’s pants would sit. There was no name but the profile read that he was 18, slim and Asian. Just Evan’s type. “I’m at the beach. You host?” Evan typed “Can’t, live with family. I can come to you” the boy replied “public?” Evan responded He was almost certain the kid would bail out. He had never had a guy actually meet him for sex in public before. It was a huge fantasy for him. He loved the idea of fucking a guy outside somewhere like a beach or a park. He wanted to get caught. He wanted to have someone watch him as he plowed deep into a tight hole. He started jacking harder waiting for the message hoping this would be the one. “sure, which beach” ‘Yes!!!!!’ Evan thought. He was finally going to get his wish. He shared his location and within seconds the kid said he was on his way. A little bit about Evan, at 26 he had been sexually active off and on over the years. He had a few girlfriends early in high school that he had played with but it didn’t feel right. It wasn’t until his sophomore year of college that he finally had sex again and this time it was with a man. He loved every minute of it. Everything clicked for him the minute he drunkenly kissed his first guy. Now out of college, 6 months out of a relationship, and 6 months of celibacy he was ready to get back into it again. He sat stroking his 7 inch cock, his hairy shirtless torso illuminated by the parking lot lights. His boardshorts pushed down around his ankles and a bottle of poppers sitting in the cup holder with a small jar of Vaseline. A car slowly pulled into the parking lot and pulled into a space a few spots away. Evan pulled up his shorts and got out of the Jeep. Grabbing the poppers and Vaseline he proceeded to walk down the narrow overgrown path towards the beach. Soon footsteps came up behind him. He turned around and there stood a small Filipino boy. It was dark but Evan could make out the shape of his body against the foliage behind. He was about 5’2” compared to Evan’s 5’9” frame. Maybe 115lbs wet with shaggy razor cut hair wearing only a pair of boardshorts hung loose and low on his thin waist and some flip flops. Evan was stunned. This kid was tiny. Evan was fairly slim too at 150lbs but was an active outdoorsman so he always had good muscle definition. He thought to himself ‘I could crush this kid.’ “How old are you?” he asked the kid “I swear I am 18. I can show you my ID if you want. I just had my birthday last week” “That’s okay. I believe you.” Evan said. “So… are you ready?” “Yes please. I need to get fucked.” Said the kid Evan reached out and grabbed him and quickly ripped the boardshorts off the boy. His tan lines showed in the moonlight and you could tell he spent a lot of time outside. He had a small but growing cut cock surrounded by a small patch of pubes that you could tell had never been trimmed. Evan grabbed him and pushed him down to his knees. “Pull them off” he commanded the kid talking about his shorts. Timidly the kid grabbed them and started slowly pulling them down. As he did Evan’s now fully erect cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. A stream of precum flung from the tip and landed on the boy’s cheek. Evan grabbed the back of his head and slowly pushed the boy toward his cock. The boy opened his lips, licking them slightly, and then slid them over Evan’s cockhead. The boy began steadily sucking Evan’s cock taking about half the shaft into his mouth. He would flick his tongue against the glans of Evan’s cock every time he pulled back his head and Evan was loving it. He found himself throwing his head back, eyes closed, hand resting on the boy’s head as he would slowly thrust his cock in response to the boy’s motions. Soon his whole dick was inside the boy’s mouth. All of a sudden the boy stopped, evan’s cock all the way in the boy’s mouth. Even looked down and saw the moonlight shining up from the boy’s eyes. Just then the boy slid his tongue out and started licking Evan’s balls while Evan’s cock slid even deeper into the kid’s throat. ‘This kid is a pro’ thought Evan as he let out a moan. Evan heard a crack and some rustling behind them. Nervously he pulls the kid up and starts ushering him into the bushes. “shh” he whispered. Quietly they his in the bushes waiting to see if someone was coming down the path. Soon they heard the footsteps approach. A man came into view. Probably 30s, near 6ft, nice build but you could tell he enjoyed his beer. ‘Shit’ Evan thought. He grabbed his shorts as they fled the path but the kid did not. ‘Hopefully he doesn’t notice.’ Just then the guy steps on the shorts. He stopped and picked them up. Holding them in his hand you could see the confusion in his face. He looked around but didn’t see the two hiding in the bushes just mere feet away from him. He shrugged and continued on toward the beach taking the shorts with him. Evan turned to look at the boy but the boy didn’t seem to concerned and was already down on his knees pulling Evan’s cock back into his mouth. ‘Fuck this is hot’ Evan thought. He loved the thrill that they almost got caught. Within a few moments Evan was already feeling like was about to explode. He reached down and pulled the boy off him. He spun the kid around and thought to himself ‘I need to get in that ass.’ Pushing the kid over a bit he knelt down and pulled apart his ass. His small round cheeks split to find a tight hairless winking hole. Evan dove right in and started licking his hole. He lapped at it furiously getting it nice and wet and then started to shove his tongue inside. ‘This kid is fucking tight’ he thought. He couldn’t get his tongue in it was so tight. He decided to try a different tactic. He licked his middle finger and slowly slid it inside. The boy let out a gasp as he did. Slowly he twisted and pulled it out pulling the kid’s hole out a bit with it. He quickly dove in and started sucking the kid’s hole. He sucked as hard as he could and felt the kid’s hole start to pull its way onto his tongue. He shoved his tongue as far in as he could and then let the pressure go. The kid moaned as he did. He started tongue fucking the kid as deep as he could repeating the process a few times until the kid’s hole had relaxed enough to open up some. He had gotten the hole open and wet. Now it was time to fuck. He stood up and pressed his cockhead against the kid’s wet hole and was starting to apply pressure when the kid reached back. “Stop” the kid said. “We need a condom.” Another thing about Evan, he had never used a condom. He had been told the stories about the diseases and pregnancy, but he had always ignored it. He liked sex natural. He hated the smell. And now that he was gay, he figured there was no chance of getting someone pregnant so there was no need for one. He had also found out that he was HIV+. That was why he and his ex had broken up 6 months ago. His ex had been cheating and got them both infected. Evan had always known there was a possibility that he could catch it but he didn’t know that his ex was chasing or even that he was having sex with other guys. Now that he had it he had come to terms with it. He had decided he wasn’t going to let it change his life. He was going to continue to bareback and figured if the other guy doesn’t bring it up then he wouldn’t either. He had to think fast. “Have you ever played raw?” he asked. “No. I don’t play without protection. I had some condoms in my pocket but that guy has my shorts” ‘Shit!’ Evan thought. He was so close to getting his cock into this tight kid. He wasn’t going to give up now. What was he going to do? Just then he glanced a used condom filled with cum hanging off a branch. He instantly got hard again. “I think I have one in my wallet in the car. Hold on.” He said and he grabbed the condom off the branch, pulled up his shorts and ran out towards the parking lot. He got back up the path a bit and stopped. Holding up the condom he had a dirty idea. He emptied the cum out onto his rock hard cock and then bit the tip of the condom until he heard it snap between his teeth. He then proceeded to slide the broken used condom onto his cum covered cock. He loved the feeling of some random guy’s cum on his dick and loved the idea that he was about to breed a kid through a broken used condom. He had become such a perv in these last few months without sex. He waited a second and then ran back. He got back to the kid and told him he had it on and was ready to go. The kid grabbed his cock to make sure. He spit on his dick and slowly started pressing it into the kid’s tight hole. He got half way in before he started to feel the condom pulling back around his head. He kept sliding in deeper until he was all the way. The kid was trying to stifle his moans. Evan was so horned up with his cum covered poz cock in this kid’s tight hole with the dirty condom now nothing more than a cock ring. He only paused a second before he began furiously pounding the boy’s ass. The boy could barely suppress a scream as he did. Evan grabbed his shorts and wrapped them around the boy’s mouth holding onto both ends and using them ass leverage to fuck deeper and harder into his tight hole. It helped a bit to muffle the boy’s moaning, but Evan was sure if anyone walked by again they would hear. He didn’t care. He kept pounding his boy hard. After a few minutes he was starting to get close again. He didn’t want to cum that fast so he pulled out and pushed the boy down onto the ground. He rolled him over onto his back and started fucking him missionary and slow. He wanted to savor it. He would pull almost all the way out and then go all the way back in as deep as he could. The boy was staring into his eyes with so much desire and lust. He reached up and grabbed Evan’s head and started to kiss him passionately as Evan started to pick up speed again. Both of them kissed, sliding their tongues against each other, moaning into each other’s mouths. Evan started fucking harder. He was pulling his dick out until just the head was left inside and then jabbing it as hard, deep and fast as he could into his boy’s tight pussy. He was getting really close. “I’m gonna cum” he whispered into the kid’s ear. He was about to pull out when the kid reached down and grabbed his but cheeks pulling him as deep as he could. ‘Fuck’ Evan thought. ‘This kid wants to get bred.’ Just then Evan’s cock started to pulse as rope after rope of cum shot into his boy’s tight hole. He couldn’t help himself and he let out a loud groan as he shot his load. It felt like an eternity as every drop of his 3 day load spewed out of his rock hard cock. He didn’t even have a moment to come down from his high before a light shone onto them. “Hey, what the hell are you guys doing!” He heard a man shout. Evan freaked. He had always dreamed of getting caught and watched fucking but now that he had shot his load he started to think clearly. ‘Oh shit, I’m gonna be in trouble’ he thought. He quickly grabbed his shorts and ran back up the path. He jumped in the jeep and was out of there before he even realized what he was doing. He had totally just left that boy there, naked, in the bushes, caught, filled with his poz load. “Fuck!!!”

Hello, The naked nights on Thursdays at the lab.oratory are always loads of fun, as are the 2-4-1 drink nights on Fridays, lots of fucking at both. Also, the bar Bull, open 24 hours, is always wild, and a great place to go very late, especially on weekends. I typically go there on weekends after having fun at other venues/parties, often arriving at 3-4 am and leaving several hours later. It is such a sleazy, anything goes bar . You are certain to get bred there; and it attracts a wide variety of clientele. Another suggestion is Ajpnia, which I attended for the first time during a Berlin visit last week. It has parties on Wednesdays and Saturdays. It is a quieter venue with seemingly lots of locals, all eager to play!! I hope the information is helpful. You will enjoy your trip!!!! Believe me chiilfuck

Freshly fucked with 3 loads in

And one straight! Don't know about the other one though.....

I had a random 18 yo HS senior when I was 54. He came to my house to make out, smoke a bit and get a blow job. We smoked some weed, made out while jerking each other. We took a couple more hits and started to suck each other. He came in about 4 minutes nice huge tasty load but I figured we were done but he really started to suck me deep so I returned the same. He shot a second load then a third. He shot his 4th load as I gave him my first. Afterwards he moved to my mouth and made out for a long time

I started way before 16 but I remember the day I got my drivers license I was sneaking into a local ABS to suck and get fucked. Like you I was super popular because of my age. Thanks for sharing…

Generally true. I lived in DC most of my adult live. I had an ex who was a member of the LCR and was invited to a couple of LCR social events (mostly because the Dean Emeritus of the LCR group in DC suggested to my ex that I be invited). In DC most of members of the local LCR group are self-hating because they are Catholic or ex-Catholic men who are also traditionally religious (so not necessarily deeply religious, although they can be, but especially adhere to old Catholic theology for the most part). Then at some point most of them fell in love with libertarianism vis a vis Ayn Rand, although their libertarianism isn't very social libertarian with respect to themselves (so while they appear to be sexually liberated, they are mentally chained to "sin" for the most part). They can handle conservative economics and conservative society but because of their religious orientation they tend to not accept themselves as sexual individuals. They also are incapable to criticizing the R party at almost any time for almost any reason (LCR's who criticize the R Party have historically been ousted). At one gathering an openly Gay member of the CATO Institute gently pointed out some of these shortcomings.

Because you keep seeing things I'm not saying instead of what I actually write. I never even HINTED that the GOP has ever done anything for gay people. I don't think it has. But you seem determined to paint anyone who disagrees with your radical views as a sellout, a quisling, a collaborator with the enemy. And to be CLEAR, since that seems to be an issue here: I am not suggesting we work with the GOP in any way, shape or form. I'm pointing out (like many others have) that just because the GOP party platform - for the institution - is anti-gay does not automatically translate to "All Republicans Hate Gays". It's equally possible - in my view, much more likely - that the majority of the GOP members doesn't "HATE" gays, but they're willing to tolerate the party's anti-gay stance in order to achieve their other goals. Whether it's because they believe the anti-gay stuff doesn't hurt them or their families directly (so why care about it?), or whatever, ACCEPTANCE of something does not equal SUPPORT of something. As many of my pro-choice friends point out, they themselves are not "pro-abortion" - they would never have one themselves. But they accept that abortions will occur, and don't see it as their place to dictate to others that the governmental position should be what they themselves believe. I know a number of Republicans who feel the same way about gay issues - they would never discriminate against a gay person themselves, but they accept that others do, and don't see it as their place to dictate to others that the governmental position should be what they themselves believe. That's not necessarily hate. It may be hate on the part of those *actively pushing* the policy, but not necessarily on the part of everyone who accepts the policy for their group.

It's true that there are racial disparities in views on same-sex marriage - the acceptance/approval level is higher among whites than blacks, although the gap is narrowing. I don't mean to suggest that we have a perfect balance of those things here in the U.S., nor that we have more than any other country, nor that we apply them equally to all people here in the U.S. - and thank you for the reminder to acknowledge that. What I'm getting at, though, is that compared with more openly totalitarian states, the ability to write about and broadcast about gay people and gay issues without being shut down by the government does make a difference, even if we aren't the "freeest" of the free. I think another factor, that I didn't address (because it didn't occur to me) is our system of government, where the executive and legislative functions are split. That produces big fights (especially if the president and the majority of one or both chambers of Congress are of different parties), which makes every contested issue seem like a big fucking deal. In parliamentary systems, where the prime minister has an automatic majority (either of his own party, or his party in a coalition), what leadership wants, it usually gets, at least until the coalition falls apart or he loses the confidence of his party. So things like same-sex marriage tend to be adopted rather swiftly once the leadership decides that's what's going to happen - and so it seems like less of a "big deal" than here. I don't know about you, but as I see it, civil libertarians and like-minded people have been warning about this for decades. Rational people have been worried about abortion rights since at least the Reagan administration, as Republican presidents kept appointing justices who voted against striking down abortion bans. Remember that in many ways Casey v. Planned Parenthood (in 1992) was a more important abortion rights case than Roe v. Wade was in 1972. Casey upheld the core idea that abortion was a right - and yet despite that having been precedent for nearly 20 years at that point, four of the nine justices dissented, including Rehnquist, the chief justice, and both Scalia and Thomas, both of whom were relatively young at the time (56 and 44, respectively). At that point it was clear: get enough conservative justices on the court in place of some of the liberals, and they'd have no problems ignoring precedent and just ruling for the right wing. And from that point on, every justice appointed by a Republican had to conform to the anti-abortion mandate of the GOP, regardless of the law. Many of us were screaming loudly about this in 2016, when we already had one empty Court seat (because Mitch McConnell refused to allow the president to fill it) and at least one more expected to open up in the next term (nobody really expected Ginsburg to live and serve another four years). But too many people were all "butter emails". As for the sexualized media thing: we've been fighting anti-porn laws ever since federal restrictions on non-obscene materials were struck down as a violation of the First Amendment. Communications Decency Act (1996), anyone? Morality in Media? The Meese Commission? The PROTECT Act decision (2008)? None of this is new. What's new is that people whose heads were apparently buried in the sand or up their butts finally noticed what was going on around them.

This morning. From a hot young boy in a pilot truck stop bathroom. He has a nice fat cock that bred me nicely.

I've done 2 gang bangs. One was 2 twinks, tied to saw horses and a number of daddies lined up to use them. Went on about 4 hours and damn hot! Loved adding my dad load to them. Second one was a bud invited 12 tops to use one bottom. An otter boy and damn hot. He was kept peppered and tied and took 14 loads in his ass - yes a couple of us went twice. There's nothing like sliding in a cum filled ass, is there? He was wiped out when it was all over but a happy boy indeed. And yes, he did get gifted during it as well.

The age I started fully sucking cock to completion was 16 and got my driver’s license. I discovered adult arcades in Phoenix, there were three good ones that I would visit and that’s when I started sucking cocks. Looking back I bet I was quite popular because of my age, it was mostly older men and I loved the feel and taste of their cocks.

Visiting Sydney for Mardi Gras and World Pride. Decided to take a hike along the coast ending up at Little Congwong Beach for a swim after a few hours walking. This is an unofficial nude beach so I stripped off and cooled off in the water. Afterwards, I headed along the rocks and around a headland to the gay cruising area in the bushes up a slope. I noticed a guy heading up there too. We got in the bushes and he signalled to go further out of sight up the slope. In a flash we were both naked. He was in his 50s, short, dark and quite fit with the look of a strong guy who works outside. He was covered with quite attractive tattoos including surrounding but not on his cock. Disappointingly he did not allow me to photograph his cock and tatts as a souvenir to jerk off to. His cock was rock hard and pretty thick so I quickly told him I had sachets of lube - I wanted to take that cock! I sucked his cock, it was salty so he’d probably been swimming too. He rimmed me a little then pushed his cock into my hole. After only about ten thrusts he came in me and spilled some onto my ass and back. He was apologetic but explained that he’d seen me go naked for a swim and was impressed, his words were ‘I have to get myself some of that’. Although I hadn’t noticed on the 10 minute walk around the rocks he said he had followed me and that watching me walk up the slope and get undressed had got him over-excited in anticipation. It’s nice to have that effect on guys sometimes.

I would suggest you pay closer attention to what I actually write and less to things you seem to imagine I'm saying. Nowhere did I use the words "doesn't call for an uprising." I have repeatedly stated that I'm not saying this action is a bad idea (or a good one). I'm merely reminding people that we have the phrase "Law of Unintended Consequences" for a reason.

When we have Il Douchebag Wrong Dumb Insanity doing his best to cancel QUEER Culture and others following suit, I say it's time to rise up. I was a 10 year old QUEER when the first Stonewall happened and though aware, I was too young. As a Geezer QUEER, I refuse to be silent!

"Gay" is too nice and polite. I identify as QUEER (yes, all caps) because it's bold and in your face. Given today's political climate, a Stonewall2.0 might be imminent and being polite won't cut it!

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Chapter 26 The guy shifter his position and his cock went into her pussy while he was fingering her heated up bumn. She was already dripping with her cream so his cock got a good coating and ready to deflower the girl's ass. He pulled his cock out and finger and the girl was disappointed with the emptiness but she wasn’t going to have long to ponder that. She was wiggling her ass around like a bitch dog in heat, at that time she was exactly that. He pushed the fat head of his cock up against the young girls ass and started pushing into her. She stopped eating the older lady's cunt and tried to move but the woman ha her legs in place, locking her down. The panned this and knew it was going to be a hot seen while the corrupted this young girl and introduced her into a realm of raunchy sex. The head of the guy’s cock popped into the tight once virgin ring. It snapped around his cock and almost had him shooting right away. The young girl liked up at the woman with tears in her eyes, The older woman said “ Breath sweety, It hurts at fist but you will love it in a bit ” . The guy stared moving in her ass and he grabbed some lube and poured it on her ass The Lube ran down her ass crack and supplied enough wetness to give the young girl some relief. Soon enough the feeling of pain subsided and there was an erotic feeling she had never felt, It excited her and she went back to eating the woman’s cunt, only this time she was more aggressive. The guy saw this and pulled his cock from her ass. It popped out and she jerked, it felt like her ass was being turned inside out. He told the older woman and the girl to change positions. He had them in a 69 positing with the young girl’s ass pointing up. Once in that position the Girl didn’t need any instructions and she immediately stared mauling the older woman’s ass. She actually sank a couple fingers in the woman’s ass and that got a strong groan from her. The guy heard that and gently pushed his cock back in the girl’s ass. He was gentle at this, he wanted her to enjoy this as much as possible, he figured there would be enough time in the future to let her know what it was like to be sodomized by a monster of a cock. While he was pumping in her ass, getting deep enough to him to be moving ger guts around the older woman was eating the young girl’s pussy, She was so hot with what the girls was doing to her, she forgot she had a youngster and started mauling her like never before. The young girl was in heaven, she never knew sex could be so fulfilling. He whole body seemed alive and from her hair on her head to her toes she seemed to be sensitive, everything was alive and tingled. She wanted to cum so badly with the mauling her pussy was getting from the older woman but at the same time her ass had feeling she had never felt before. The was a pain at the opening when he moved and that was disturbing but the full feeling inside her now deflowered ass was intense. It was as if her ass was wanting to climax also. The guy stared feeling her ass spasming around his cock with her impending climax. He knew that he wanted to fill her back door with his load so he started to pump in her ass. The sudden movement caught the young girl off guard and even though she was on the edge of Cuming, her climax was not getting over the hump to hit her. The guy could feel her hole tightening around his cock. He knew it wouldn’t be long Until she clamped down on his cock. He decided to see if she was gone enough that he could get balls deep in her cute little rump. He looked down and it was a strange sight. Those pert little cheeks being split with a thick ass wrecking cock halfway in her. He pulled her hips back and watched a little by little, every in of his cock slid deeper and deeper in her ass. She stopped eating the older woman’s cunt and took a deep breath and then let out a squeal that only a young girl could do when she first experiences a true deep violation. The woman under the Gurl could see what was going on, she grabbed the Girls cheeks and spread them open the best she could so the Guy could fully penetrate her. The Young girl was probably not ready for what was about to happen to her.

Jackson could not believe what he just saw and what he just experienced. His ladies man friend Stephen was doing this for money? Well, to be honest it wasn't just for the money. It was for a shit ton of money, (If you know you know.) Jackson just had a great blow job. Okay, he had the best damn bj he thought possible. When they sat in Chris's office Jackson was speechless at first. So Chris did all the talking. "If you agree to do this we will give you a fake name so no one searching your real one will see this. You will not be in a production like you just saw. You will be with someone more your size, in all areas. We will begin with recordings of you doing hard workouts naked. Give the customers a preview of that sexy body you have. Then you jacking off. Get a great shot of your clean load. For that we will pay you $2000. The more you do the more you make. Your friend had made over Ten Thousand. He has just arrived and will be making his first top movie. You can watch if you like." Jackson agreed to this. His mind was spinning about all that was happening. He thought he could never believe his friend did this unless he saw for himself. They went to a different set. Jackson sat down to watch on a monitor and not a one way mirror like before. "This set isn't able to have people not in the movie or making it be able to sit in. The sound is too bad. The monitor works and gets great def. You won't be able to hear this one. Jackson had seen Stephen naked before but now he noticed he had a tattoo. It was a biohazard sign on his chest. Jackson was unable to hear because they didn't want to reveal what was going to happen just yet. For us though we will be able to hear it just fine. Chris:" Well, hello little neg boy. You ready for your first Poz cock inside of you?" This kid, he had to be 18 or 19 at the most was a skinny ginger with a smallish dick. "Yes sir, I was born to be a bottom to Poz Daddies like you." "Let's get started. Suck my cock boy. Make me hard." The lad did as told. He got on his knees and took Stephen's dick deep in his mouth. Fuck, you got a nice mouth. If I wasn't here to do a job I might just let you finish." After a few minutes Stephen pulled the lad's hair to get him to stop. He seemed to enjoy that. "Get on that sling. I am going to look into your eyes as you get your first Poz load in you." The lad did as told. Stephen grabbed a toothbrush and inserted it into the lad's hole. Watching, Jackson was confused about this. Soon Stephen pulled out the toothbrush and said that it was really bloody. He was good and ready for the toxicity coming to him. Stephen lubed him up and then shoved his dick inside this neg slut. He yelled out in lust. "Yes. Yes, yes yes yes. Fuck me. Fuck my boi pussy. Fuck me hard and deep. Please Poz me sir. Poz me! I want your HIV!" It really didn't take that long. When the lad shot what would become his last neg load Stephen started to go faster and harder. "Here it comes boy. Here comes my toxic Poz HIV cum into your bloody and torn up asshole. Get ready it's happening now. Stephen watched as his victim took his cum. He was excited and cheering this. Afterwards he pulled himself out and put a plug in. " No cumming until you test positive. Understand?" He nodded yes. He gave the lad a kiss and left. Jackson has also shot a load while watching. He knee he was in. Only he did not know what that meant just yet.

Some nice breedings here. Love being used, tag-teamed, fucked and bred alongside another fellow bottom. OINK! [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/52502/gangbang-breeding-2-holes/

I don't wear condoms, and I don't pull out, ever. That's a discussion before we meet up. If he doesn't want to be bred, or if I don't want him to breed me, we don't meet. When I meet to fuck or get fucked, somebody's getting bred, otherwise what's the point? You do the work, you get the reward.

Sometimes you have to do what it takes to get the load inside you.

I am 33 and had never taking any cock bare before... before tonight that is. Every man that had fucked my hairy versatile ass, used condoms. They all blew they loads either inside the rubber or on me somewhere. Even the transwomen and crossdressers who fucked me wore condoms. That sets us up for tonight's main event, me taking cock bareback for the first time and getting bred. I had been getting fucked since college, mostly by older bears, silver daddies, and fat/chubby daddies who loved my slim body and bouncy ass. This is where the two main actors of tonight's show enter, Robert and Bill. I had met Robert and Bill while visiting my local bathhouses. Robert and Bill were a married couple who loved cruising the local bathhouses for young, slim bi men like me. Robert was definitely the bigger of the two, in all aspects. The 61-year-old was 6'4" and 300 pounds of big black hairy bear. He had a true big black cock: thicker than beer can and almost as long as a ruler at full mast. It took my tight white hole almost a full year to be fully able to take his cock. Bill on the other hand was smaller. The 70-year-old was 5'11" and 250 pounds. His big black cock was smaller, but still huge. 9.5" when fully erect, though not really all that thick. I could take his cocker easier than I could Robert's. They had tag teamed my ass one afternoon at the bathhouse in their room and they gave me their numbers. It was instant chemistry. From there, we met up once a month. That turned into every other week, which in turn, turned into every week. Soon we were fucking twice, three times or more a week. After a year of fucking using condoms, we decided that tonight was the night to go raw. Robert and Bill, both versatile tops, fucked bare in their relationship, but stayed safe with me. The three of us arranged a time for me to arrive at their house. Before arriving at their house, I cleaned myself out thoroughly and liberally lubed my hole inside and out. I arrived at the house of Robert and Bill around 9 pm and parked in the driveway. Robert greeted me the same way he always greeted me as reached the front door: a sloppy kiss where he would jab his tongue in my mouth and swirl it around mine and sliding a free hand down the back of pants and tracing his finger around my hole. His semi-hard BBC twitched and bounced as he moved. He always loved seeing and feeling how tight my hole was, even after fucking it. I loved seeing this 61-year-old man get horny just feeling me up. Robert was already naked, so I wasted no time stripping naked and joining him. Robert led me to his and Bill's bedroom and directed me to lay on my back. Robert explained that Bill was finishing up in the shower and that he was going to shower before joining in on the fun. My 7" cock was rock hard watching Robert's massive BBC swing and sway as he walked into the master bathroom. I laid down on my back on the bed and watched Bill and Robert trade places. Bill's BBC was full hard. He walked over to me and laid on top of me, his full weight pressing me down as we made out. As we were making out, I spread my legs wide as he rubbed his body against mine. I could feel his hard, throbbing cock aching to be inside me. The two of us said nothing as we started kissing. My moved my wide splayed legs to lock around Bill's torso as we continued to make out. There was no need for me to suck on Bill for that matter, as his monster cock was at ful mast and seemingly bobbing up and down. Bill whispered into my ear, before getting up, "I hope you're ready for the fucking of your life... because there is no going back to using condoms after tonight." Like the greedy and hungry slut I was, I propped myself up on all fours. Bill had grabbed a bottle of lube and began to pour its slippery contents over my ass, down my ass crack, and fingered the lube into my hole. My tight hole started to gape slightly as his large fingers worked the lube inside my hole. My entire ass now glistened with a slick sheen. One finger became two, then three, then four. I could feel the burn of his fingers sliding past my sphincter, but that burn turned to pleasure as Bill slid them all the way into my hole and slid all the way out of me. He repeated it until my hole was slightly gaping and puckering, then gave it one last good thrust in and out. I was ready. At this point, Bill added more oil on my ass and hole. Then it was time. I could feel his thick and bulbous head poking, prodding, and pushing against my hole. I could feel the pressure and pleasure as his thick cockhead pushed its way inside me. With a wet “shlick!” popping sound, his cockhead was inside my hole. I could feel even more lube being poured into my hole and on his cock. The instant burning sensation of pain gave way to pleasure as he slid all the way to the hilt. He held it there for a second or two and then started fucking me slow. The wet slapping and my moaning were echoing throughout the room as Robert who had finished showering was cheering me on. The rhythmic pace changed. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he fucked me with reckless abandon. He pounded me senseless as he poured more lube on his cock and my hole. My cock was leaking precum as it twirled and flopped around as I was being fucked. My moans had turned whorish, and my eyes had turned back inside my head. I was in heaven as this black bear pounded my hole. Robert walked out of the bathroom and watched his partner pound me, stroking his monster cock. Bill and I were dripping with sweat as he flipped me on my back and rammed his cock back into me. Five minutes, turned to ten, then ten turned into thirty as Bill kept changing up his pace, almost teasing me and denying me the load I wanted. Robert was also fully erect and laid down next to me, stroking his cock, watching his husband pound me. He encouraged me, as his husband kept pound my hole into submission. At this point Bill and I were sweating, as he flipped me onto my back. He laid on top of me and kept the same pounding pace. The slapping almost echoing throughout the room. A few more minutes and Bill's pace became harder and even faster, more erratic. I could feel his throbbing cock tense up. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Bill cried out. "Breed him, Robert," Robert ordered. I moaned like a whore in heat, "Breed me, daddy! Impregnate me with your black babies!" Bill gave one final thrust and buried his cock to the hilt inside me. Bill was orgasming hard. His big black cock was pumping rope after rope, jet after jet, of white hot cum inside me. We laid together as Bill's softening cock left my cum filled hole. My hole was gaping wide. Robert bent down and lubed me up even more. His massive black cock entered me to the hilt with ease. Robert wasted no time fucking me and churning Bill's cum inside me. Robert pounded me for what seemed like an hour. I had cum multiple times hands free. my chest was covered in my own cum. Robert just kept going, fucking me like a slut. I was pretty sure I was mind broken at this point having came multiple times and having had multiple orgasm after multiple orgasm. Finally, after an hour, Robert's massive cock stiffened as he bottomed out in me. "Take my babies! I'm going to make you pregnant!" he roared in my ear. "Take his load!" Bill responded. All I could do was give a whorish moan as Robert's cock released torrent after torrent of white hot cum inside me. After Robert pulled out, the three of us laid together, sharing a sloppy make out session. I could feel both of their loads dribbling out of my now wide open hole. I was cream filled for the first time. As we were making out, I saw Bill was rock hard again. Round two was about to begin.

Part 27: Ryan Loses His Virginity (Chapter 3 of the Demise of Lewis) (Ryan Kline's Perspective Part 2) I’m not sure if it was the shock of the statement or the fact that I was tired, but it took me a considerable amount of time to grasp what he had just said. I sat up and turned on the light, finding him already staring at me. “Really?” He nodded. “You and Becca—” “No,” he said, his voice shaking a bit. I tried to think through all the girls still in high school, matching them up with Lewis, deciding who had been the lucky one to ride him first. “Do I know her?” He shook his head. “You didn’t get her pregnant, did you?” I asked, realizing why he looked so grave. Again, he shook his head. “Lewis,” I urged, my excitement over the revelation increasing my volume. “Just tell me who it was.” “I can’t.” “Lewis, come on.” “I really can’t tell you.” “Just tell me who it was,” I demanded. Lewis stared at me, his face growing pale. “Mr. Flanagan.” It felt as if my brain had glitched. I tried putting the pieces together: Lewis breaking up with Becca, Lewis losing his virginity, Lewis telling me that he lost it to Mr. Flanagan. Every time I tried to say something, my voice would catch. “Ryan,” he said, waving his hand, trying to gain a reaction. “Did you hear me?” I nodded, still unable to say anything. Lewis shifted in the bed before jumping out of it. “This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have said anything. Friend or not, I shouldn’t have told you.” “Wait, Lewis,” I said, finally finding myself. “Don’t go.” “I’ve already been feeling guilty about it all,” he said, “not being able to tell anyone what happened. I didn’t want to say anything, but it just came out.” He started to get dressed, looking for his belongings. “Lewis, would you just stop?” “I’ve got to go,” he said. I jumped out of bed and cornered him, his face looking directly into mine. I’d never been this close to him or any other man. I could smell his cologne along with a musk that was all his own. Our eyes locked for a brief moment before I leaned forward and kissed him, pressing his body against the wall. He tasted amazing, his soft lips opening to me, our tongues meeting. My crotch was pushed against his, both of our dicks starting to get hard the longer we kissed. Our bare chests were pressed together, our heartbeats aligned. I wrapped my arms around his body and pulled him from the wall, throwing him down on my bed. Lewis stared up at me with wide eyes. “Are you…” “Gay?” I finished. “Yeah.” I pulled off my shorts. Though Lewis had just told me that he had lost his virginity to an older man, there was no guarantee that what I was doing would work. It was a risk, but it was one I needed to take. Lewis smiled and started to undress himself, tossing his shorts on the floor too, leaving only his boxers. I knelt next to the bed, lifting his legs so they were resting on my shoulders. Slowly, I kissed his leg, moving up toward his groin, feeling his leg hair against my lips. “Fuck,” Lewis moaned, head tilting back. I grabbed his boxers and pulled them down, freeing his hard cock which was starting to drip. He had a thick cock, and my mouth was drooling for it. I opened as wide as I could and swallowed him down, grabbing hold of his hips so he wouldn’t try to move away. “Fucking shit,” he cried, his hands grabbing my head and forcing more of his dick inside my throat, fingers tangling in my hair. I started to gag, Lewis easing up on me. I stared up at him, both of us smiling. “Good?” I asked. “Incredible,” he told me. “So,” I said, grabbing his dick and starting to pump, “Mr. Flanagan?” Lewis smiled, nodding. “He’s a hot fucking man,” I said. “You have no idea.” “Did Mr. Flanagan fuck you or did you fuck him?” “He fucked me,” Lewis said. “Amazing,” I said, imagining the scene. “You prefer to bottom?” Lewis shrugged. “Don’t know.” I smiled. “Let me decide for you.” I grabbed his legs and lifted them up, revealing his tight hole covered in hair. It was beautiful. I leaned in and kissed it, Lewis shaking from the feeling. I then licked over his hole, doing everything I’d ever seen in porn. “Have you done this before?” Lewis asked. “Never,” I told him. “But, I watch more porn than I read the Bible. I think I’ve learned a thing or two.” “Then go for it,” Lewis said, his hands grabbing his legs and pulling them back, opening himself even more. “Hold on,” I said, running over to Al’s desk. I knew he hid condoms and lube in one of the drawers, and I was praying he hadn’t taken everything with him to the cabin. I found the bottle of lube and brought it back to Lewis, squirting some on his hole. “Fuck, it’s cold,” he said. I massaged it over his hole, covering my fingers, and then slid them inside. Lewis’s body tightened, moving away slightly from my intrusion. I was eager, but I knew I needed to pace myself so I didn’t scare him away. I took my time opening him up, knowing it was a must unless I wanted to cause us both pain. “Feels great,” Lewis said, looking down at me. I slipped my fingers out and pulled my briefs off, revealing my hard dick. I wasn’t as thick as Lewis, but I was longer, something I prided myself in. I lined up my cock to his slicked hole and pressed it against the opening. I looked at him, noticing his smile. Fuck, I thought, looking down at my dick touching his ass. This was it. I pressed against his hole and my dick slipped inside. “Fuck,” Lewis moaned, hands grabbing the sheets and pulling them. “Are you alright?” I asked. Lewis nodded, his face a bit red. I pushed in more, stopping every inch to make sure I wasn’t killing him. After a few inches, it became easier. Before I knew it, my pubic hair was pressed against his ass. “I’m in,” I said, relishing the warmth and tightness of his ass. It felt incredible, far better than anything anyone had alluded to. I waited a while, letting Lewis adjust. “Fuck me,” Lewis said looking deep into my eyes. “Fuck me hard.” “You’ve got it,” I said, pulling out slow, watching as the hair around his hole clung to my shaft. Fuck, it’s beautiful, I thought. I pushed back in, my excitement getting the better of me. Lewis groaned, his hands reaching down and grabbing hold of my legs. “Slower,” he said. “Sorry,” I told him. It took a few tries before I found a rhythm. “How’s that?” “So good,” he said, smiling. “Look at that,” he said. “You aren’t a virgin anymore.” “I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather give it to,” I said. I leaned forward and kissed him. “Does anyone know?” he asked me. I shook my head. “How about you?” “Mr. Flanagan,” he said. The idea kicked me into a different gear, the thought of Mr. Flanagan fucking the same hole my dick was in sending me into a higher state of pleasure. “How was it?” “Incredible,” Lewis said. “What does he look like?” I asked. “Hairy,” Lewis said, running his hand along my chest where little grew. “A good dick. A ton of cum.” “Really?” “Some condition he has,” Lewis said, his hands grabbing my nipples and pinching them, forcing a moan out of me. “He cums like crazy.” “Sounds hot,” I said, imagining Mr. Flanagan’s dick acting as a geyser. I licked my lips. “He covered my chest,” Lewis said. “He came on your chest?” I asked. Lewis nodded. I continued to fuck him, thinking about what he just told me. Was Lewis expecting me to pull out and cum on his chest? I wanted to shoot inside him, doing exactly what all the men in porn did. I didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to inject my virgin cum deep inside Lewis. “Keep going,” Lewis said, his hand now jerking his own cock. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it,” I said. “Cover your chest in cum.” “Fuck,” me moaned, eyes closing tight, face twisting from the waves of pleasure filling his body. His back lifted off the bed as ropes of cum shot out, hitting his face, chin, chest, and then stomach. Feeling his hole tighten around my cock sent me into overdrive. I grabbed his hips and started pounding, my breathing quick as my orgasm mounted. “I’m gonna cum, too.” “Do it,” Lewis said. “Give me that cum!” As the moment of no return mounted, I reached out and scooped Lewis’s cum into my hand and licked it up, tasting, for the first time, the cum of another man. “FUCK!” I slammed into his ass and held him close, shooting into his guts my hot cum, filling him as my body became weak. I fell forward, my naked chest and stomach, meeting his, his cum gluing us together. Never had an orgasm felt so good. I looked down at Lewis who was looking up at me, a smile on his face. I leaned down and kissed him. “That was incredible” I told him. “Was it… good for you, too?” He nodded, laughing a bit. “It was incredible,” he said. “I can’t wait to do it again.” “You’ll have to give me some time,” I told him. I pulled out, hearing a suction pop as my dick was freed. I took a step back and reached for a tissue, cleaning off my dick. Lewis eyed it, his smiled falling a bit. “Where’s the condom?” “What?” I asked. “The condom,” he repeated. “Where is it?” “I didn’t use one,” I told him. “Why?” “Mr. Flanagan used one,” he told me. “But he didn’t cum in you,” I said. “Your hole is a bareback virgin, and I’m a virgin. We’re fine. Trust me.” Lewis moved his hand down to his hole and felt around, some of my cum leaking out. He collected some and lifted it to his nose, smelling it. He looked me in the eye as he stuck his tongue out and tasted it. “Fuck,” I said. Who the fuck knew what would happen next. After finding out that Lewis and Mr. Flanagan were gay, who knew who else was. At that point, the idea of Pastor Ryder being gay became a bit more plausible, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up. Instead, I watched Lewis play with his hole, smearing my cum around. I’d never been more happy. _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Sorry, but I had to split it in two. It was 10 pages long.

(I'm splitting the chapter in two, but I'm posting them both at the same time.) Part 27: Ryan's Secret (Chapter 2 of the Demise of Lewis) (Ryan Kline's Perspective Part 1) I closed my laptop as quickly as I could, almost slamming it down on my hard cock. I slid it under my pillow and pulled my covers over my body, hiding my erection. I wiped my hand across the pool of pre-cum which had collected on my abs and licked it clean. I was just slipping into a normal sleeping position when my bedroom door opened and my dad walked in. “Hey, Ryan,” he said. “Still up?” “Uh, yeah,” I said, pretending to rub my eyes, clearing away whatever fake sleep I had been trying to get. There was still some pre-cum between my fingers. “Nervous about tomorrow?” he asked. “A little,” I said. He walked into my room and sat on the edge of the bed, staring down at me. “It’s a new chapter for you,” he told me, “but it’s one you’re going to love. College is a great time of growth.” “Sure is,” I said, feeling my “great growth” shrinking under the covers with each passing moment. “Just remember,” he said. “God has great plans for you.” I smiled. “Thanks, Dad.” “Honey,” a call came from downstairs. “It’s Will on the phone for you. He has a question about his next sermon.” “A pastor’s work is never done,” my dad said. He looked me over with a smile and then left my room, closing the door behind him. “Finally,” I said, pulling out my laptop and opening it back to the page I’d been jerking off to for almost an hour. I liked taking my time, building up my orgasms so when I came, it would be explosive. It was a good thing my parents knew nothing about technology and couldn’t block porn or even trace what sites I’d been on. They’d lose their minds if they did. I pressed play and watched as a man with a huge, pierced cock skull-fucked a guy who looked to be around my age, spit pouring out of his mouth, his face red while his neck bulged out. I gripped hard on my dick and started stroking, closing my eyes and listening to the moans of the top and the gagging of the bottom, my earbuds making me feel as if I was with them. As I heard the top getting closer, his breathing ragged while he held the bottom’s head straight, cutting off his oxygen, I felt a wave of warmth fill my body, my balls shooting up inside me. “Fuck,” I moaned, the scenario on the screen changing in my mind. I was now the bottom, naked on my knees, looking up into the eyes of Pastor Ryder as he unloaded his holy cum down my throat. It was a good thing my eyes were closed as my cum shot out, hitting my closed eyes, painting my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked up the cum I could reach, savoring the flavor, wishing it was Will Ryder’s. In your dreams, I thought. I shut down my computer and cleaned myself off with a dirty towel I kept handy. While I knew I’d never have anything happen like that with Pastor Ryder, there was still the possibility of someone at college taking his place. I was off to college the next day, and I was determined to lose my virginity ASAP ** “You’ll die a virgin,” Al said, standing over me at the campus gym, his shorts billowing out just enough for me to see his jock strap beneath. “No, I won’t,” I said, shaking my head while trying to make sure I didn’t get hard. Al was cool, but he didn’t know that I was secretly gay. For all he knew, I was a pastor’s kid, perfect in every way, incapable of stepping out of line. What he didn’t know is that I spent most nights ignoring homework so I could watch as much gay porn as possible. For the past five months I’d been all about bareback porn. I grew up hearing in health class how we needed to use condoms as protection, but something about the bareback porn pushed me in the other direction. Maybe I could blame it on my upbringing, living such a safe life so far, keeping myself within the confines of the perfect son. Now, all I wanted was to take a risk. When my time did come, it would be bareback. No alternatives. Al knew I was a virgin because I had been stupid and told him. He started cluing in when he failed to see me bring anyone back to our room or see me spend the night out in someone else’s. He still thought I was straight, and I didn’t feel like correcting him. No one needed to know what got me hard but me. Many nights I heard Al bringing back some young woman who he expertly fucked, leaving them moaning and crying out to God. It made me a little hard for Al, though I still had sessions where I imagined myself with Pastor Ryder. I’d always thought of myself as a bottom, but the more porn I watched, the more I realized that I was versatile. That let me imagine Pastor Ryder’s dick spewing his hot loads in my guts while I then pumped him full of mine. In one twisted dream, I imagined hiding under Pastor Ryder’s desk, sucking him off, while my dad, Pastor Kline, has a meeting with him, completely unaware that his only son has his mouth full of dick. My dick jumped at the thought, but Al didn’t seem to notice. I sat up on the bench, sweat pouring off me, my arms tired. I hated lifting weights. Still, I wanted to look good for whatever guy I ended up fucking or getting fucked by. There was little time left before my freshman year was over, and I didn’t want to go back home a virgin. We returned to our room when my phone started buzzing. “I’m getting a shower,” Al said, striping his clothes off until only his jock remained. I watched as he walked away and then answered. “Hello?” “Hey, Ryan.” “Lewis, what’s up?” I said, the depression of still being a virgin lifting for a brief moment. “How are you?” “Uh, good,” he said. I’d known Lewis for most of my life, and I knew his answer wasn’t honest. Something was wrong. “What’s going on back home?” I asked, slipping off my shirt and smelling my pits. I loved the smell of myself after a workout. “Nothing much,” he said, which I could tell was a lie. “Same old.” “Have you narrowed down where you want to go to college yet?” I asked. “You’re running out of time.” “Actually,” he said, “That’s why I called. I heard your school is having an open house next weekend, and I wanted to know if it would be cool if I roomed with you during it?” “Oh,” I said. Lewis was a hot guy, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t found myself attracted to him a bit, but he wasn’t the type of man I pictured myself with… long-term, at least. Plus, he was straight, leaving any possibility of us fucking impossible. “I’m fine with it. I do have a roommate, though.” “What about your roommate?” A voice asked from behind. I turned to find Al standing behind me, his towel around his hips. “A friend of mine from home wants to come up for the open house,” I told him. “He wanted to room here, but I told him I have a roommate.” “Wait,” Al said. “Next weekend? I won’t be here. I’m taking Celia up to my parents’ cabin for a few days of fucking. It’s fine by me.” “Alright,” I said, trying to watch as he pulled his towel off, exposing his tight ass and thick cock. “Well, Lewis, sounds like we’ll be rooming together next weekend.” “Sounds great,” Lewis said, his voice missing any true excitement. Something was up, and I was determined to find out what it was. ** “I can’t wait to get to college,” Lewis said as we walked back to my dorm. Since he arrived, I could see that Lewis had been wanting to tell me something, but every time I thought he was getting closer to spilling whatever it was, he closed up. I don’t understand why he’s acting like this, I thought. I mean, we’ve known each other for years. We know so much about each other… well, not the whole closeted gay thing. I mean, we’ve even jerked off together. That was a bad night. My dad walked in on us. I could have died. Still, it gave me a good look at Lewis’s cock which had my mouth watering. Like I said before, Lewis wasn’t exactly my type, but I’d have him in an instant if I could. “Is it as exciting as I imagine?” “I guess,” I told him. We were in my room, both exhausted from the school tour, weekend activities, and trying to get to the dining hall before it closed. I was ready to turn it in, but I still wanted to crack whatever it was that Lewis was keeping hidden. “Have any girlfriend?” he asked. “No,” I told him, trying to hide any hint that he was barking up the wrong tree. “How are you and Becca doing?” Lewis’s face fell. “Actually, we broke up.” “Oh, crap,” I said, realizing this must have been the thing he’d been hiding. “Lewis, I’m so sorry.” “It’s fine,” Lewis said. “I’m fine.” He sat down on my bed, his head hanging low. “So,” I started, joining him. “Do you want to talk about it?” Lewis shrugged. “Do you mind if I ask what happened?” “Well,” Lewis said, his attention still pulled away from me. “Becca wanted to have sex, and I told her no.” “Oh. Right.” This was an eternal struggle whenever you’ve committed to waiting until marriage. Sure, we get really familiar with our hands, but it isn’t the same… or so I’ve heard. There had been several teens in our youth group who had sex and ended up pregnant, though I knew of more who fucked and got away with it. A part of me believed I could have gotten away with it if I wanted, both my parents being oblivious, but there was more at risk for me. I wouldn’t just be having sex before marriage. I would be having sex with another man before marriage. The whole thing pissed me off, but I knew guys like Lewis lived by the rules. “She told the whole school about it,” Lewis told me. “But you did the right thing,” I said, the words bitter in my mouth. The image of Lewis on top of Becca, ramming her pussy full of his thick cock did get my dick to jump, watching his tight ass moving with each thrust. “I almost didn’t,” Lewis said. My face must have held some unique expression, prompting him to jump back in. “I talked to Mr. Flanagan,” he told me. “He helped.” Mr. Flanagan was one of those men I found myself fantasizing over many times. Not only did I see him at school, but I was then forced to see him at church. Once, on a church retreat, I had seen him walk into one of the showers, getting only a glimpse of his ass. I instantly got hard and had to duck away into a bathroom stall before anyone saw me, especially my dad who had been walking in at the same time. I had been having too many close calls. I jerked off in the stall, hearing the other men showering and talking, none of them knowing the pastor’s son was shooting his seed into the toilet while images of naked men filled his perverted mind. I almost cried out, my legs threatening to crumble beneath me. Still, Mr. Flanagan was one of those men I’d spread my cheeks for in an instant. I’d also like to fuck his ass so hard he wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. I had the feeling he’d be the type to destroy an ass or ride a dick until his was gaping out. “Yeah,” I said. “He’s a good guy.” Lewis nodded, continuing to stare at his shoes. “Is that all?” I asked him. “What?” “Lewis, come on. We’ve known each other for years. Do you really think I’m unable to tell if something is wrong with you? From the moment you called, I knew something was wrong.” “Oh, yeah,” he said. “I wish you would have called me,” I told him. “I could have talked you through all the Becca stuff.” “I know.” “I hope you’re feeling better, now,” I said. “Becca wasn’t worth it, and she’s definitely not the one you want to have your first time with. Right?” Lewis stared at me, his eyes a bit unfocussed. “Yeah,” he finally said. “Right.” The rest of the night still held an awkwardness, as if there was something else not being said. As we got ready for bed, Lewis sleeping in Al’s bed, I kept trying to guess whatever it was that he was still keeping a secret. I tried to distract myself with porn, but I was afraid Lewis would see. “You’re sure your roommate won’t mind?” Lewis asked, climbing into his bed. “Not at all,” I told him. “Trust me, he’s had plenty of other people sleeping in that bed other than him.” “Really?” Lewis said, looking at the bed as if it were covered in germs. Covered in dried cum, I thought. I turned off the lights, my brain still trying to sort out whatever it was that I was missing. I’ll be up all night thinking about this, I realized. After an hour of silence, Lewis’ voice broke through. “I’m not a virgin anymore.”

I was perusing BBRT one day recently when a new message popped up. It was from a guy more than 200 miles away from me. Normally I ignore messages from guys as close as 25-30 miles away, as the distance can often be an insurmountable challenge. In my part of the Northeast, a simple 30 mile drive can take an hour or more when you factor in traffic, and considering how often guys flake on me, it just hasn't been worth my time or effort to try. This one was different, though. His profile pic was of a beautiful and massive piece of manmeat, and the moment I saw it my hole twitched involuntarily. Looking through the rest of his profile, I saw that his "intos" included anonymous, gang bangs, raunch, and chubs. He was all top, answering "No" to both "take loads orally" and "take loads anally." And, he was undetectable. I lie on my profile and say that I'm on PrEP, but undetectable guys don't scare me. In fact, it's a turn-on taking undetectable loads from strangers. Turned out, this top guy was REALLY into chubs, and traveling through my area in a couple of days, and he expressed just how eager he was to meet me. Now, I'm attached and can't host, but I have discovered during the pandemic that my building is full of storage rooms - empty spaces between apartments that had cages added for people to rent when they need extra storage. And most of these rooms are empty and unlocked. The perfect place to play, as long as one doesn't mind standing or laying on the concrete floor. The nastier the better for me, so I'm good with either! After trading messages, we agreed to meet as he drove through to his destination. I found myself hoping that if all went well, he would want round 2 on his way back home. On the appointed day, I spent some time prepping my hole. I also lined up a couple of local top friends who fuck me regularly. I don't (yet) own a large plug, and figured it would be best if I were opened and pre-lubed when he arrived. He and I had been messaging back and forth, so I knew when he would arrive. I gave him directions to find my spot, and told him I would be waiting ass up for him. My friends arrived about a half-hour before he did. We went in order of ascending size, with the smaller 6.5" hung guy opening up my hole first. The second guy supported me as I stood bent-over for this first assault on my hole. These cocks always feel amazing sliding in and out of me, and they appreciate how my velvet hole squeezes them to milk out their loads. At last I felt the pulses of his cock as my first friend pumped his load deep inside me. He stood still for a moment to catch his breath, then I felt him slowly withdraw. Never one to miss an opportunity to taste cum and ass together, I spun around to clean him off with my mouth. As I did so, my other friend slid his 8 inches balls-deep in me in one motion. It was my first friend's turn to support me as the second cock thrust in and out of my well-greased hole. It must have felt good, because within just a few minutes I felt his cock pulsing as it shot his load even deeper in my guts than the first. I took the time to clean my second friend off, and the two of them dressed and left, leaving the door unlocked behind them. As I checked my phone, I got the message - "I'm here." Excitedly, I responded that I was ready and waiting. This time, I lay down on the cold concrete floor, my head pointed away from the door so I couldn't see him as he entered. Within a few minutes, I heard the door open, then the deadbolt click. I heard the rustle of clothes as he undressed, and in no time he was on top of me. He kissed the back of my neck and then worked down to my ass, and I heard him gasp - hopefully in delight - when he found me already dripping cum. I felt his fingers, first one, then a second, probe my used hole. Then I felt his tongue and knew he was OK with what he saw. The light flicks of his tongue were a huge tease, and I ached for him to slide his giant cock into me. I didn't have to wait very long. After tasting the cum in my ass, he slid his body along mine until I felt a familiar pressure on my hole. Slowly, he worked on me, alternating pressure until I felt the tip slip inside me. With that, he continued to push steadily, and before long my asshole was as full as it had ever been! I was very glad I'd had my friends open me up for this monster. I might not have been able to take it otherwise. He got into a rhythm, stroking in and out of my hole. He raised himself up, placing his hands on my shoulders and pressing me into the floor as his pace quickened. I had never been fucked like this before, and I was in heaven! My hole twitched and spasmed as he continued his assault, and a few times I heard his balls slap my ass cheeks as he drive that missile deeper and deeper. At last, he tensed up, and once again I felt the spasming of a cock as it released its jizz into my guts. But this load was different. It was poz and undetectable, which made the sensation even hotter for me. I relished the thought of his load mixing with the others already inside me, and vowed to hold it in as long as I could. He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I felt the wetness of his sweat mixing with mine. It had been the perfect anonymous fuck. Ever so slowly, he withdrew and stood up. I quickly spun around and got up on my knees, taking that massive member in my mouth to clean him off for the rest of his trip. His cock tasted amazing, with the sweetness of cum, the slight funk of my ass juices, and yes, even a little blood mixed in this time. No surprise, I thought. Something this big pounding me that hard was bound to draw a little blood. In a matter of moments, he was dressed and gone, off to his ultimate destination. I stayed a little longer, luxuriating in the feeling of complete satisfaction. I checked my phone again, and saw a note from him. He thanked me and expressed hope that we could do the same thing on his return trip. I responded quickly that I would be happy to accommodate him. Before I signed off BBRT and got dressed, I took one more look at his profile, admiring the enormous cock that had just bred me so thoroughly. As my eyes scanned down the screen, I noticed that something had changed. Where his status used to read "Undetectable" it now read "Positive." And he had unlocked the one locked photo on his profile - a pic of a biohazard tattoo on his hip, just to the left of his gorgeous cock. Had he stealthed me? I sent him a message and asked, and the only reply I received said, "Loved your hole. Can't wait to use it again on my way home!" My reaction caught even me off-guard. I would have thought I would be outraged, worried sick, disgusted. But instead, I felt the exact opposite, like this was always supposed to happen. I had a poz load swimming around in my guts. I looked back at my phone, and at the last message he had sent. "Me, too!" I replied. "I need more of your cum inside me ASAP!" With that, I dressed and left the storage room. But I didn't go back to my apartment. Instead, I went out to my car and drove to the nearest bookstore to buy a plug. I was determined to keep my vow to hold his load inside me as long as I could.

Hot Story... this is a fictional story, but barebacking is risky behavior with strangers. One saying he is undetectable may not be true. I remember in the '90's starting to Barebacking a stranger in a video booth. It felt amazing and was so hot! In the back of my mind, I knew it was risky. But it wasn't long after I too was bending over taking raw cock deep into my cunt. Knowing this could be a toxic load. Over the years, getting tested at a free clinic and getting a lectured on the risks of barebacking. I truly loved the feeling of a hard cock sliding back & forth into my eager hole and taking his juice. There would be days where 7 or 8 guys dropped at least one load from each of them. At the age of an early teen swallowing load from a friend, didn't I realize I was a future "CumDump" I am today. Then one testing day over two decades later, and having a horrible flu case five days before, I tested positive for HIV. I knew the risk and I accept my fate of being a Pozzed gay man.

Great to hear that Philly is still hot. I used to live in Manh (now I am un ATL) and either take the railroad down or drive. I shot many loads there.

About an hour ago. I was horny as hell. Went to the local ABS and got some tokens. Went to the booth with the biggest hole and started watching M2M porn. I couldn't find any bareback (it was all covered) but dropped my pants and started to stroke. Young guy came into the booth on the other side pressed against the hole and opened his mouth. I slid my cock inside and he got it nice and hard. I bent down and asked if he like getting fucked? His answer was to pull his pants down around his ankles and turn around, his ass against the hole. I slid inside a warm juicy hole and pounded it until I shot a load deep inside. Pulled up my pants and left. Big smile on my face. I love GH ABS sex!

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Jack awoke late the next day. He had dreamed about what was coming next. He did not want to wait. He knew that he wanted this and he knew there was no going back. The phone Tom gave him started ringing. "Tom?" "Yes. I am going to ask you a question and please be open with me. Did it seem like you were visited last night while sleeping?." Jack did not know how to react to this. "Yes. I feel like what is bringing us together is really working hard to make sure it happens." Tom then said, "I will meet you at your room at 8 tonight. It will happen." Tom hung up. Jack was not sure what to do in the mean time. He decided to spend day getting ready for that night. He ate breakfast quickly and then hit the local drugstore. He bought some things he thought might help make things better. He was so excited he was so full of energy until early afternoon. He seemed to be dragged into sleep again. He heard a voice tell him that it would make sure he had all the energy he needed. He awoke two hours later. Just enough time to get ready. He fully cleaned himself inside and out. He decided to just wear the robe from the room. right at eight he heard a gentle tap on his door. He opened it to see Tom standing there. Somehow he looked more beautiful then ever. Tom then kissed him as he came into the room. It was a long passionate kiss that lasted until they reached the bed. Tom stopped and told Jack to remove that robe. Jack did as he was told. His naked frame was there for Tom to see. "You are so beautiful." Jack blushed at this. Tom placed two small bottles on the coffee table by the bed. "Undress me." Tom commanded. Jack did as he was told. He never saw a body more beautiful. Jack kneeled down before him, almost worshiping this man, this demigod. Jack gave in to what he was desiring right now. He started to give Tom a blow job. Tom was a good 10 inches hard. so no way was Jack going to take it all in his mouth but knew all of it was going to be inside Jack's body. They moved to the bed and Tom was ready to make it happen. He grabbed the two bottles from the table, "one is poppers and the other is lube," he said as an expiation, "My own special blends. Do you want to be on your belly or back?" "Back, so I can look into your eyes." Tom smiled at that. It was time. Tom took his lube and rubbed some on his cock and on Jack's butthole. Jack was scared, not about getting pozzed but about how his butt was going to be able to open up enough to take it. Tom handed him the popper bottle and said to sniff it. Jack complied and his head started spinning he felt both extreme pain and pleasure at the same time. He knew that Tom was staring to fuck Him. Tom's dick was tearing up hin insides. Jack knew he was starting to bleed inside his ass. It got more intense with every stroke. His ass was on fire and he loved it. "You are a great fuck, I am loving this. We are going to have lots of fun." Tom was on a good rhythm and Jack's ass had started to get his juices flowing. Jack even was able to match Tom's rythim with his ass moving perfectly. Tom was a madman. He seemed to not be able to stop when he grunted, "I am about to cum be ready." Jack heard that and he shot a load. His last negative one he suspected. Jack was full of emotions, pleasure, pain, fear and happiness when Tom gifted him with his poz seed. Jack could feel it going deep into his guts. He even felt it go into the small cuts that had opened up in him. Jack knew that meant the blessed jizz was going into his blood stream. He was getting the infection that he knew he wanted. Jack thought Tom was going to stop. Instead he took hit of poppers and told Jack that he was just getting warmed up. Jack's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Tom got more violent with his fucking. "I am a multiple time cummer. I am going to be giving you more loads." Tom did as he promised. He dropped four more loads. Jack thought he coud do more but he could not take anymore. Tom seemed to know this so he stopped. Tom held Jack in his arms and said that he should sleep. Jack did. He woke up to find he was on his belly and Tom was fucking him again. "I got horny holding you." Jack woke up two more times that night to Tom doing the same thing. Jack was never happier. The next morning and Jack's last day in the room, Tom was cleaning up when he said that he wanted Jack to move in with him. "I will take care of you until we get you a new job and a new place. I also want to make sure you are well taken care of when you get that sickness that first brought us together. Tomorrow we can go get your things and start you on your new life. Plus, I am throwing a few parties and I want you there." Jack was happy, truly happy at last.

As hard as you want to give it . I’ll take it and love it . Subspace is best

I was very close to cumming. I was being fucked by a really hot guy - who happened to be a doctor. He was fucking me in an exam room, and I was quite aware the doctor's assistant could hear the doc's thighs slapping against my butt. Add to that, I had agreed to take his viral poz load. Fuck this was hot! To his credit, Dr. Woods threw a really hot fuck. His ample cock probed my hole in every direction possible as he long-dicked me, making sure I felt every inch of his cock as he withdrew it from my hole ... and likewise felt every inch again when he slammed it back in. "You doing OK?" he asked mid-stroke. Nodding, I replied "Yeah, this is hot as fuck." Dr. Woods smiled saying "I'm painting your guts with my toxic precum. You're going to love being poz." "I know." "You gonna share your gift once you convert?" "Yeah, I'm sure I will." "Good ... you'll be a great breeder ... this is a special strain I'm giving you ... you ready for my poz load?" "Yeah, give it to me stud!" Dr. Woods didn't really need to tell me he was getting ready to blow his charged load inside my hole. Like a lot of guys with whom I've played, his chest hairy chest started getting flushed, and his abs and pecs were visually tightening, almost as if all the muscles in his body were tensing up to shoot his cum even harder inside me. His breathing became erratic as he started gasping for breath. We were in a marathon and he is getting close to the finish line. "I'm coming now!" "Yeah, give it to me!" "Fuck!" "Breed me!" "Take my poz load!" "Fucking infect me!" He kept churning his huge load inside me, pushing his demon seed further into my body. After a while his strokes stopped, and, his cock lodged in my hole for a minute or so, he struggled to catch his breath as he commented "I want to let my disease to soak into you for a couple minutes. Just remain still for a minute." With that Dr. Woods withdrew his cock from my hole and pulled his pants up while I marinated in his juices. He reached out and spreading my legs apart, he rubbed his fingers over my abused hole. After feeling the heat of my hole, he stuck two fingers inside me and moved them around. He pulled them out and saw there was mucus, his infected semen and a little bit of blood. Leaving his shirt off, and said, "I'll be right back." Laying naked on the table, his charged load full inside my hole, I was startled when Dr. Woods walked back into the room, accompanied by a very tall man, perhaps as tall as 6'6". "I hope you don't mind," Dr. Woods explained, "but I have someone you need to meet. This is Kevin." Kevin was clearly poz, and clearly really hot looking, with some evidence of facial wasting and extraordinarily prominent veins. Really quite sexy in a twisted way. Dr. Woods continued, "I figured since you were going to take my poz load, it wouldn't hurt to add one more load while we're here. I think you'll enjoy Kevin." Without saying anything, Kevin reached to me and felt my cock and balls, and then to my battered hole. He stuck a finger inside me, worked it around a little bit and then pulled it out ... and then licked the blood, mucus and toxic cum off. Just before he stepped out the door Dr. Woods remarked "I'll let you guys get to know each other, but I'll be back." With that, Kevin took off his shirt, showing a (sexy) veiny wasted body complete with KS lesions on his chest, arms and legs. Once he was totally undressed, his big cock started to get totally erect. Right above his cock was a big biohazard tattoo, almost a sign warning anyone who might consider his fuck. I had never seen KS lesions before in person, so I reached over to get a feel of one of them, saying, "Hi, Kevin, hope it's okay to touch you. These lesions are kinda sexy." Smiling, Kevin took my hand in his, guided my fingers in exploring his lesions while his other hand played with his cock. Kevin said, "Yeah, fucking AIDS so toxic it shows on my skin. You'd look amazing with some KS spots." He was a totally twisted fuck, and knew how to get me totally boned. Without realizing it, I instinctively spread my legs to expose my hole. I needed to get his diseased load inside me. Stepping between my legs, Kevin positioned his hard cock close to my hole saying, "Hey, guy, check this out." Stroking his cock a couple times, he squeezed his shaft full length, obviously intended to push a yellow mucus oozed out of his piss slit. "What's that?" I asked. "You're going to get a little gonorrhea along with my toxic cum. You'll convert faster." Before I could react to it, he slid inside my hole and started fucking the daylights out of me. His diseased cock felt amazing. Even if I really wasn't chasing poz cum, the fuck was amazingly hot. While he was fucking me, he leaned over and we started making out. He was a great kisser and it didn't distract from his need to breed. He straightened up, kept fucking me, then stuck his tongue out. He had a patch of KS on his tongue. I was sucking one of his lesions while we were making out. Kevin finally said, "I'm getting really close to blowing my load inside you ...beg for my disease." "Fuckin' breed my hole, Kevin. Give me what you've got, stud!" "Yeah, dude ... I'm breeding you right now ... feel the poison infect you," Kevin gasped and grunted when he came inside me, his diseased cock slamming balls-deep into my asshole, making it bleed even more. His veins, already huge, popped out like crazy. This sexy man, who looked like the worst AIDS case from the 80's, just gave me the fuck of death. As Kevin was recovering from his orgasm, Dr. Woods came back into the room. Still shirtless, he stood behind Kevin, reached around and stroked his nips, calmly commenting "With our two strains, sexy Blake here will certainly have the fuck flu soon. He'll be a great addition to our club." Wryly Kevin added, "And a little dose of the clap to the mix, just for grins." Dr. Woods smiled and said, "I fucking love Kevin's KS lesions." He leaned over and sucked one that's on Kevin's chest. "I'd love to bring KS back ... it's so sexy." They made out for a minute, letting Dr. Woods's tongue feel Kevin's tongue lesion. After a minute or so Kevin straightened up remarking "So fucking hot ...." With that, he wiped off his cock and started getting dressed. Dr. Woods helped me into a sitting position, handing me my clothing. As I sorted through my stuff I thanked the two, with a simple "That was totally hot." "Yeah, converting neg hole is fucking awesome." "Have you pozzed a lot of guys?" "Several. I pozzed the guy that gave you your first poz load." "Rob?" "Yeah." "Fuck." "Yeah." It was as if the virus was a lineage or heredity being passed down. I could trace back my strain to Dr. Woods, and who knows how far back after him. That was kinda hot. "Who pozzed you," I asked Dr. Woods. "Kevin bred me and my husband. We're hoping to get as sick as Kevin is." At that point I realized I had connected the dots between my first poz fuck:, Rob, and then Dr. Woods and then Kevin. It was almost as if we were now fucking related or something. As I reached for my jeans Dr. Woods asked "Do you like my biohazard tattoo?" "I was kinda shocked to see it, quite honestly. Do people ever see it? What about when you are at the gym?" "I'm proud of being poz, and that's why I got the tattoo. My partner has one as well. There's no value in hiding who I am. I had it done big enough to show when I have my shirt off. I’m proud of being a poz gay man. My disease is an important part of who I am. You should consider getting one as soon as you earn it." As I was pulling on my pants, Dr. Woods noticed a little pool of cum and blood that leaked out of my hole. He said, "That looks good. If Rob's load isn't already attacking your system, then my load and Kevin's will give it the knock-out punch. I'm glad Rob got to you first." I thought for a minute and said, "Wait, how did you know Rob and I fucked? I didn't tell you his name, but you knew." Dr. Woods smiled and said, "Your breeding didn't just happen. It's been planned. And you're not done yet. I'm having some guys over to my place on Saturday. Kind of a special club ... a sex party with some hot guys." I replied, "Poz guys?" "Yeah, they're all poz and unmedicated. Some really toxic loads in the group. They'll really love you and your sexy body," Dr. Woods replied. "Okay, but who was involved in planning my pozzing?" Dr. Woods answered "Just come to my place on Saturday. All of your questions will be answered."