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So after a brief pause in writing fictional stories, I couldn't resist. I've learned my lesson on being more careful in content! Hopefully you enjoy this story. I grew up in a small Midwestern town of 600. People there knew something that happened to you before you knew about it! One thing they never knew was the relationship my dad and I had. As a young child, I was a heavy set guy. I had no interest in girls, neither did they to me. Sports weren't my thing. Sure I played little league, but it wasn't uncommon for me to skip practice to watch Sonny and Cher. In fact little league likely piqued my interest in guys. At that point in my life, I really didn't know what gay was. Apparently I was a slow learner. One of the team members however was mature beyond his age, and was my first "gay " experience. I didn't think it was really gay, just a curiosity. Jacking together. Skinny dipping. Finding our dads magazines and reading the penthouse forums to each other. And yes, admiring the female form. One thing we never did then was have actual sex. What did happen finally started in our Senior year, one hot May day after a playoff game. He invited me to his house and once there, suggested we skinny dip in his pool. We were both hot and sweaty, so why not? His mom was out of town, and his step dad at work. We stripped poolside, and I was in awe with his 8 inch cock. I was your average 6, but he was mean and lean. Before we jumped into the pool, he sniffed his jock, and asked me if I wanted to sniff it? Sure why not. It had an odd odor to it, not just sweat. He later told me he Jack's and shoots his load into it, usually after practice. I asked him if he would do that for me before getting into pool. He said yes, as long as I did the same. We each got on a lounge chair and started jacking our cocks. I came really quickly into my jock, and before he finished, we heard a car door slam, and jumped into the pool. It was his step-dad coming home. I'm pretty sure his dad saw us jumping into the pool naked, but he simply said cooling off after practice boys? We said yes, but my friend said yes Sir. I couldn't help that his dad grabbed his crotch as he said that. Fortunately his dad went back into the house and my friend and I got out of the pool, and sniffed my cummy jock. He then had me sniff it, and said he'd return the favor when his step dad wasn't around. TO BE CONTINUED!

He turned the key and held the door open, inviting me in. I crossed the threshold and paused. A TV was in the corner, porn on the screen, a shemale thrusting herself into a guy like he owed her money. The language was alien, I'd later learn to recognize Portuguese, the language of every Brazilian sex goddess on screen, "Aiii papi!". Brad gently but firmly gave me a nudge toward one of the kitchen chairs arrayed in front of the television and closed the door behind him. My eyes glued to the TV, I barely paid attention as he turned the deadbolt closed and 'secured' the door. I'd heard of shemales, of course, seen a couple of videos in the booths naturally, but none as hot as this woman, far better looking than Emily back home. Her claim was that, at 22 when I'd been 16, she could and would buy the beer and cigarettes; she wasn't remotely close to the Brazilian on the screen. I decided I preferred the porn star and gasped when she pulled out ten inches of cock. Brad chuckled as he kicked his flip flops to the wall next to the door. I kicked my own shoes off next to his. "Have a seat, would you like a drink?" "Coke? Er...please?" I said. My eyes were locked on the screen as she shot her load into her boi, the camera caught every pulse of her balls as she bred him. "You like shemales?" he asked as he sat down next to me, handing me a freezing cold Pepsi. "Straight boys tend to like shemales at first, when they're making the transition, shemales and crossdressers, drag queens. It's like easing into the pool instead of jumping straight into the deep end." His leg pressed into mine and his hand went to my thigh again, but all the way to the top of my leg this time. His fingers brushed my cock, which jumped. He twitched his hand and palmed my shaft through the thin material. I took a nervous gulp of the soda. "Relax, enjoy the show." A new scene had started on the screen, two women in tiny string bikinis. Their tits were straining the bikinis and the bulging cocks were unmistakable as they walked up on the pool boy. "Why don't we get you a little more comfortable," he stood then, and in the same motion began tugging my t-shirt up my belly, "you don't need this." My hands automatically went up, he deftly snared the Pepsi with one hand as he pulled my shirt over my head with the other. The movement caused me to lean into him as he took a slight step forward, and now I could feel his abs press into my face through the shirt. My T came clear and flew across the room and he handed the can back and took his chair again. Sliding it a few inches, now somewhat behind me, I felt his hands spread across my bare shoulders; I shivered a bit and turned away slightly as he started to knead the muscles. ”Nice." he drawled it out slightly, "you work out?" He chuckled at the joke and so did I, the ice started to break then as I relaxed into his hands. "Ever had a massage before?" he asked, "I've got a table if you're up for one, I'm fairly good at it." I said no, I never had had a massage before and then, "Actually, I've never been in a situation like this before." "Never?" he asked. "Well, there was a thing, a couple of weeks ago in San Diego, at the Armed Services YMCA, a couple of guys came into my room...I mean, I invited them to my room, and they were naked, but they only touched each other...it was weird..." I trailed off. "Well, I won't leave you high and dry, honey, you’re gong to get the full experience. I want you to be relaxed, feel good." We continued on like that for a while then he patted my arms and told me to stand up. He reached down and pulled at first one sock, then the other, and tossed them near my shoes and discarded T-shirt. "Fuck you've got a nice body. Being a Marine was a good look for you." His hands ran up and down my sides, then one slid further down, from my waist, my hip, then down my leg to the bottom of my shorts, then up the inside and into my crotch from behind. I felt his fingers wrap around my balls and his thumb pressed the fabric of my briefs into my butt and wriggled. I instinctively pressed back against that and felt him hook the leg opening and his thumb was in my crack. He followed with his fingers and awkwardly reached forward to get at me again. "Ooo!” I murmured, wincing and flinching a bit, into his hand. He'd accidentally raked my puckered hole with his thumbnail. "Nice cock Jeffy. Very nice. Let's get these off you and see you, naked as a virgin." His hand slid back along the underside of me as he withdrew, each fingertip running rough across my hole. It stung a bit but I wasn’t thinking about that as I felt his hands come up, hook my waistband and just like that, my shorts and briefs were on the floor, pooled around my ankles. ”Never been naked in front of a man, hmmm?” he asked absentmindedly as he stroked his hands across my ass. “Well…not exactly, I mean, you know, the shower…” “No. I mean sexually. That’s what I’m talking about. You ever look around in the shower? See what kind of heat the other Marines were packing?” “No way!” I replied. The thought actually sort of repulsed me; the guys I did like were like family, and the ones I didn’t like…well…yeah, no chance. I didn’t talk to them, there was no way I’d consider sex with them. Besides, “Today is the first time I’ve ever really been sexual with a guy.” “What about San Diego?” His hands were all over my ass now, one would slide into my cheeks regularly as he rubbed and kneaded, and the fingernails would play that stinging trail across my tender anus. I thought nothing of it except that it felt nice, this attention. My cock was rock solid as he slid a hand between my legs and made a fist. My thighs parted slightly and he pushed through, reaching underneath and grabbing my cock, “You said something about San Diego.” “We’d just come in from a field op and I was gross, but I wanted to go find a place in San Diego, have a weekend. I took the train down,” he was actively stroking my balls and the base of my cock, my thighs parted wider, about to the PT position. “I got a room at the YMCA. I couldn’t afford anything else. The showers are communal, and while I was in there, two guys came in. Bare assed naked,” “Like you are now.” The thought thrilled me as his hand pulled and kneaded my prick. These guys had come in the room naked, they had nothing with them, and it was a while of me scrubbing and enjoying the endless hot water before I realized they had been checking me out. Boldly, they weren’t hiding anything. Least of all their cocks, on full display. As I related the story and it’s anticlimactic end where they used me for a mattress, fucked each other, and then left me, his fingertips were rubbing and pushing at my hole. “You got a taste of it, didn’t you? That feeling of a man on top of you? Did it bother you they didn’t play with you so much as on you?” “I was nervous, so not at first, but later, it was frustrating. Oooohhmmm….” I moaned slightly as he teased my butt, those fingernails grazing me again. It felt heavenly. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun, I can already tell Jeff. Let me give you a taste.” He pulled down a bit on my dick as his other hand came out of my ass and slid up my back, pushing me forward. I was now bent over slightly and he pulled my cock back and pressed his face into my cleft, his tongue searching across the crack to my hole. I gasped and my cock jumped in his hand as he slipped his tongue into me. I was glad now for the morning shower as he introduced me to rimming, his tongue pushing in and out of me. He came up for air, “Nice! You’ve got a nice tight cherry baby. I can’t wait to get you nice and juicy.” He dove again and started eating my ass in earnest, his tongue fucking in and out of me in a slow rhythm. As I moaned and pushed back against his furry mouth, I thought idly that there was no way I was leaving for a while. Hell, his clothes were still on. My knees started to tremble a little and he backed off then. “Mmmm, don’t wanna get you too excited, not just yet. Just a little tease, get you into chase mode.” He turned me around then and I looked down to him as he appraised my body. His hand wrapped back around my prick and squeezed. Precum drizzled from the tip. “You won’t have any use for this today, not the way you’re used to, anyway. I’m a top, not versatile. You understand what that means baby? It means I’m the pitcher and you’re the catcher, and from the way your body is reacting, I think you’re going to like it that way. You’re definitely going to be catching something today.” He chuckled and stood up. “Now, take my clothes off. Get used to your place. This is Daddy’s house, and you’re the new boy.”. I did as he told me, slightly shocked over how readily I took his orders. I began unbuttoning his shirt, nearly tearing the first button off. He playfully slapped my hand, “Slowly, boy, take your time and enjoy it. I’m the first Man you’ve ever undressed. I’m not going to be the last. Learn how to do it right.” I did as he told me, taking each button and staring at his body as I revealed it. The top buttons revealed a light coating of silver fur across his chest and beautiful, firm pecs. He definitely worked out, this was the proof, and each was tipped by a pink, thick nipple. They were a bit puffy and well defined. Unconsciously, I licked my lips as I continued unbuttoning him. Finally, the shirt fell open and I smoothed it off his shoulders, feeling the lean muscle under my hands. I felt a little thrill as he grabbed between my legs again. “Now, get on your knees and take off my pants. Shorts first.” He put a hand on my shoulder and gently forced me down; I was now at near eye level to his crotch, I could clearly see the bulge of his prick in front of me. I undid the belt and fly, breathing in, smelling his sex. It was exhilarating, that first true smell of his pheromones. He stepped one foot, and then the other, out of his shorts and now stood in front of me in just a blue brief that fit his body like paint. I could almost see the veins on his turgid cock as I reached for the waistband. I paused a moment, nervous again. Was he going to put it in my mouth? I took a breath and pulled. His prick fell out, fully erect, precum oozing from the tip. A thick chrome ring encircled the base and the veins WERE rippling across its thick surface. He was huge, at least 8 inches, and thick, and I gasped quietly. He took that moment of surprise to firmly pull my head in and suddenly that cock head was on my lips. “open wide for Daddy, Jeff, it’s time for your next lesson.” He said as he pushed into my mouth. I tasted the salty precum as the head slid across my tongue, slowly fucking into the back of my throat. I started to grip the base and he swatted my hand away, “Hands off boy. This is your first blowjob, isn’t it? You’re going to learn the right way isn’t like those sluts in the pornos do it. Girls don’t know how to suck cock, but you’re going to learn the right way. I don’t want anyone ever saying my boy doesn’t know how to give a proper blowjob. Now relax your throat and lean into it. Fuck my cock with your throat, and don’t throw up.” I started sucking, cautious at first, jerking back every time he triggered my gag reflex, and bit by bit, that cock worked into my stretching mouth. Saliva glistened as I continued to eat his prick and he groaned. I looked up and saw him, head back, and felt him thrust and for a brief moment, I bottomed out, my nose buried in his hair, the head of his prick almost in my esophagus and then he pulled out with an nearly audible pop. “Good boy. You’ve got promise baby. I’m gonna turn you into an elite cocksucker. A true slut.” I swooned a bit and smiled, and out of nowhere, “Thank you Daddy.” What was this? ‘Thank you Daddy?’ Was that ME? *********************** It's a lot easier to imagine/remember this than it is to write it, so bear with me. Also, only part of this is fiction, I've taken my own cherry breaking and added a bit of fantasy and a bit of fiction. Thank you for the kind comments this far.

He sat down on the couch and in that moment, I could see him so clearly. Round face, short hair, lightly trimmed beard, jet black with some gray streaking through it. Light fur on his big pecs, running down over his puffed-out stomach. A biohazard tattoo over his right nipple, which had a thick bar pierced through it. His thick frame dwarfed me. I was 130 pounds, and he easily doubled me in weight, with at least six inches of height on me. I looked down and saw his giant cock sticking straight up, beckoning me. He hadn’t been touching himself, but I was sure it was the hardest it’s ever been. I could practically feel him wincing at how huge it had become, straining for release. In the moment, I could have sworn it was 10 inches, looking impossibly thick. But looking back, I bet it was a solid 7, still huge for my tiny body. I looked back up into his eyes and suddenly felt nervous. I walked to the couch, put my knees on either side of him, and climbed up over him. His dick was resting along my smooth ass crack, the head poking straight out behind me. I started massaging his pecs, running my hands over them methodically, flicking the piercing every now and then to hear him moan. I was so consumed by turning him on that I didn’t feel his own hands massaging my butt. One cheek easily fit in each hand and he would lightly slap them to see my eyes roll back. Soon, he was massaging my hole with his fingers. He reached up and put a few in his mouth, then moved them back down to my hole. He slid one of them in, then another, and then another. They seemed to slide in easily, though I’ve always been notoriously tight. I raised myself up onto my knees, so that my dick was swinging at his chest and my hole was hovering over his perfect cock. He reached up to his mouth again and this time took a glob of spit back down to his cock. By the way his arm was moving, I could tell he was stroking his cock, slicking it up for my tight hole. And then the head was pushing against it. There was so much pressure, but the head finally slipped in. I couldn’t help but moan. It didn’t hurt, but I felt I needed some pleasure to escape my lips, since it all seemed to be bottled up inside. I slowly slid down the shaft of his cock, stopping every few seconds to make sure my ass was getting used to the intruder breaking in. After about 60 seconds, I felt my cheeks land softly on his thighs. He was all the way inside. I looked in his eyes, and he smiled. We were silent for a bit, just enjoying the feeling, until I felt his big strong hands grip my waist. I gave him a light nod, and he lifted my body up slowly, my ass sliding back over the shaft it had just slid down. He lifted me about half way off before lowering me back down again. He did this again and again, each time pulling me further and further up before lowering me all the way back down. The feeling was incredible. I closed my eyes and let the moans escape my lips. I could hear his breathing too. He was enjoying it. He began to pick up the pace. His hands were so tight on my hips, lifting me up almost entirely off his dick and then sliding me back down to the hilt. It wasn’t long before he was bouncing my ass on his dick. He was moving me so fast, our bodies were making that slapping noise I knew only from watching porn. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier. He tilted his head back ever so slightly and started to let out a low, deep growl. Then, suddenly, I could feel him start to slow. I opened my eyes and looked into his. For the first time, he said words. “Are you ready?” In that moment, I had to decide. I considered hopping off and letting his cum shoot harmlessly into the air. But his hands were so tight on my hips, and more importantly, I wanted to keep going. I closed my eyes tight and picked up the pace on my own. When he lifted me up, I slammed back down. I could feel his grip on my hips start to loosen, now that he was certain I wasn’t going anywhere. I continued slamming down on his big cock. Twice, then three times, then four. I heard him begin to growl again and I opened my eyes. Our eyes locked for what seemed like forever. We both knew what was about to happen, and we both wanted it to happen. I reached up and grabbed at his nipples, feeling the bar in his right one, his soft flesh in the left. His low growl steadily grew in volume. I felt his grip on my hips tighten again and he was back in control, lifting me up and slamming me down. Two more thrusts were all it took. He slammed me down, threw his head back, and let out a loud roar. I realized then that I was screaming. Screaming from fear, or from ecstasy, or from the unknown, as his ropes of cum blasted through all the walls of my insides, flooding me until his balls were empty. He was so deep inside, and he had shot so violently, I knew there was no way I had escaped his gift. We both came down together, his cock getting soft in my ass, cum dribbling out onto his stomach. I laid my head on his chest and fell peacefully asleep. I was his forever.

Slutty Sammy 😊 Jon: Okay boys we need a couple of photos of Sam. Sam lay on your back and close your eyes and keep them closed. Jon then got a marker pen and wrote on Sam’s forehead “Slutty Sammy” on the right cheek “POZ” on the left “CUM” and on his chin “ONLY” okay Leon is going to give you a facial Sam keep your eyes closed. Leon took his place and quickly jerked is cock erupting a huge load of cum on Sam’s face, okay open your eyes and lick Leons cock, nice as Jon took lots of stills. Okay Sam roll over and Jon wrote on his back “Slutty Sammy, POZ CUM ONLY” with a red arrow all the way to Sam’s pick rosebud, handing Leon the camera Jon started jerking is cock and released a big load of toxic cum running down the crack between his buns to his rosebud, then he pushed the cum covered head of his cock into Sam’s ring, turn your face and smile for the camera Sam, Jon said as Leon snapped away and the shoot was over. Okay boys go and get yourselves cleaned up in the shower, I’m going to be busy for a while. While the boys where off, Jon was editing the photo’s for his website and for the cover of a new conversion video, titled “Slutty Sammy’s Poz journey”. Nice he thought and pressed return as the still’s where uploaded. Sam and Leon came out of the shower and Jon said lets get something to eat and drink all normal stuff, after a couple of hours I said to Jon I need to go home Dad will be expecting me, okay Jon said and Leon gave me a kiss as I headed out. Once I got home across the street Dad’s car was missing, strange I thought making my way to the front door, I could see my backpack and a letter pinned to the door, the door was locked as I opened the letter and read I started to cry, Dad had found out. The letter said he was ashamed of me and that he could not have a Gay son and attached where a couple of the stills of me with Slutty Sammy POZ CUM ONLY and had packed is bags and moved on, the rack sack contained your laptop. Goodbye. I was a mess, crying what had I done, when Leon came out of Jon’s and came over and started comforting me, Sam you’ll have to see if Jon will put you up. Fuck him it’s his fault I said, no Sam you wanted this you know that’s the truth. We went over to Jon’s and rang the bell, Jon said Sammy, Sammy, Sammy it was going to happen at some point, I guess it was one of your neighbours who monitors my site, come in and we will work this through. More to Cum if you want it continued?😊

I headed home with my cim soaked jock in my back pack, eagerly awaiting to bury my face in it as soon as I got home. I headed to my bedroom, striped and got under the covers for a nap. The smell of my cum soaked jock was intoxicating. As I was sniffing it, my cock grew rock hard, making a tent in my sheets. This time, I look it a bit further by putting my jock in my mouth, tasting my cum for the first time. I had jacked off many times before, but always into a cum rag. The salty taste of my dried cum was exciting. Before I could finish myself off, I heard my dad heading towards my bedroom. I quickly hid my jock, and rolled over on my side so he wouldn't see the tent I had created under the sheets. I slept for almost 2 hours. Although it was now evening, I woke up with morning wood. I checked my phone and my friend told me to call, not text him as soon as I read the message so I did. Sadly, this was a wood killer, well at least for a brief time. I called my friend and the first thing he said was that I wouldn't believe what happened after I left. He was as giddy as a school girl and didn't even give me time to ask! He said he went to take a shower and when he got to the bathroom his step dad was already in the shower, and he saw him naked for the first time. He eagerly said he saw his dad soaping up his body, and then soaping up his cock and balls. He continued by saying his step dads cock was getting hard, and then he put 2 of his soapy fingers up his ass, pumping them in and out. He said it wasn't long before his step dad was fully hard, and shot a loaf in the shower without touching his cock. By now, I was rock hard again, and fortunately my friend said his step dad was calling him for dinner, and he had to go. I say fortunately as I could feel the cum churning in my balls, and I was leaking pre cum onto my sheets. I immediately grabbed my jock and buried it under my nose and started jacking. I imagined my friends step dad in the shower. He was a built hunk, in his 40s I guessed. My friend told me earlier that his step dad was like him with 8, or maybe more but definitely thicker. I already knew he had a hairy chest, as I've seen him with his shirt off at the pool. And now that i think about it, I had seen him in a speedo, but never thought much about it before. I'd have to pay more attention next time! My friend also mentioned that his step dads crotch was neatly trimmed. Needless to say, it wasn't long before I shot my creamy wad, and what a load it was! It hit my face and lips, and for the very first time, I had tasted my fresh salty cum, and I loved it. I had jacked many times, but always into a cum rag, and I had never sniffed the rag. I wiped the cum from my body with my jock, and used my finger to push that on my face into my mouth. Just then I heard my step dad calling me for dinner. I threw on a pair of shorts and headed to the kitchen. Next up. Chapter 3: Gooning.

Yesterday afternoon it was a beautiful sunny day not exactly warm, but a beautiful day nonetheless. I was crazy horny and had been thinking about cock all day. I needed to find some dick, so I fired up Sniffies and started looking at the cruisy park near my house. I saw a little bit of action going on there so I decided to drive down and walk the trail some hoping to get my ass fucked but if I strike out it still was a beautiful day to be outside. I drove to the park, parked my car, and got out and headed for the trail. I have been walking maybe 15 minutes when I got to one of the very discreet cruising areas. I went off the trail to check out the spot and when I got there to my surprise, there was a boy sitting on a rock looking very sus. I was really taken back because I never see boys his age when I’m out cruising. He was wearing running pants and a hoodie, but the hood was down and I could see he had beautiful, long, blonde hair that came to his shoulders. He probably weighed 110 pounds, and would fit every definition of twink. As I walk towards him, he blurted out awkwardly “you looking“ which surprised the hell out of me, and I started looking around for a cop or a camera or something but there was nothing. I responded “yes I am“. Again, I was shocked because this is normally not how this kind of thing goes down. It was apparently obvious that cruising was brand new to him. After I responded, again bluntly he asked “do you top” which gave me pause for a second but situations like this don’t come around often, so I was like “I sure do“ and it was easy to see that he was excited and nervous at the same time. I walked over to him and took one last look around and pulled my cock out over my waistband and shook it at him. He immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking my flaccid cock. He was so beautiful and so eager that my cock swelled to rockhard in no time at all. My cock is pretty big and he was definitely struggling with it a little bit because he kept trying to deep throat it, but eventually he gave up on that. He stood up, pulled his pants and underwear down and leaned against a tree. He asked me if I had a condom to which I responded no. He paused for a second and said “are you clean?”. I wasn’t going to lie to the boy so I replied “I have no idea” and he responded “ummm, ok”. I pulled out my little bottle of lube and dripped it on my dick. I also put some on my fingers because his pink hole was dry. I worked in two fingers which slipped in fairly easily and moved them in and out. He was moaning as I moved my fingers which got me pretty excited. I noticed that his anus definitely had seen some action at some point, because in between the beautiful pink spokes of his hole there looked to be a scar from tearing I would assume. Nevertheless, it was a beautiful young hole. I took my cock and rubbed it up and down his hole a few times and then eased it in with very little effort. As soon as I pushed my cock in all the way to the root I was surprised by how tight he felt. Being that my fingers slid in so easily, and it didn’t take a lot of effort to mount him he felt surprisingly tight. I started off slow, but I was giving him every inch of my cock and he was moaning with each slow push. It literally was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen the way his pink hole gripped my penis on the out stroke. It was almost like he was prolapsing a little bit but it was fucking hot. Just the way his anus was gripping my cock got me really excited so I held his hips tightly and really started to fuck this boy good. He was getting a little loud and because I was fucking him hard. You could hear the slapping sound kinda echoing in the woods and I got a little worried that someone might hear us. Fortunately, I was still thinking with my cock, so I ignored any worry I had. It didn’t take long and I was just about over the edge when he said “fuck me daddy, am I a good boy?“ and that was it for me. I started pumping multiple days worth of cum deep in this boys guts After I could feel the pumping stop, I pulled out and spread his cheeks with my hands. I watched as huge drops of my thick seed, rolled out of his gaping ass, and landed inside his pants. he just leaned there catching his breath. I asked him if he wanted me to get him off and I offered that he could fuck my ass if he wanted to. He politely declined which being a bottom I totally understand where he was coming from. He told me it felt amazing and thanked me. In my post nut clarity I asked him how old he was and he replied “don’t worry I’m legal“ and I left it at that. He pulled up his cummy pants and made a joke about how cold my jizz was against his skin and him and I walked out together back to the parking lot. He had a car so he couldn’t been too young. we both got in our cars and left. I am a very dedicated Bottom and it’s so rare for me to top that it really was extremely exciting for me.

I had been playing with my hole for a while this Sunday when my dildo no longer felt like enough. I needed a real dick in my hole. My last hookup was anon and it awakened something inside me. Not seeing but feeling the person fucking me heightened all my senses. Even thinking about it now makes my skin tingle. So I posted a quick ad looking for some ass up anon fun in my small nyc Apt. Soon I had messages from several guys but one really stood out. He and his boyfriend wanted to swing by and tag team me. Without even thinking I accepted telling them that it’s always been my fantasy. Within 30 min I was naked with a blindfold on, ass up and waiting for them to show up. I heard the door open but I lost track of them as soon as it closed. Soon I heard the sound of u buckling right in front of my mouth, instinctively I opened my mouth yearning to taste them. ”No!” He pushed me back “Not yet. I want to have some fun with you.” God all my inhibitions melted away and I just wanted to be used. They had me suck on his balls and really taste their ripeness. I was in heaven. Suddenly I felt something feeling me up behind me. His boyfriend. It was too much I couldn’t follow I was already in my own little world. However I was snapped out of it once he grabbed my head and forced it down on his erect cock. I choked on it, dripping spit everywhere. He didn’t need to say it, I knew he was lubing himself up for the main event. He pushed my head away , grabbed my hips and lined my ass up. I was too tight. He kept pushing until I gave in a little bit and then he started to plow away. Fuck yes. Feeling his balls slap against my ass felt incredible. I also felt the presence of his boyfriend in front of my face. I knew what to do, I opened up and started serving him too. I didn’t know what to do. I just opened up my holes and finally became the faggot I was born to be. His boyfriend was rock hard and wanted a turn. They shoved my body around and they continued where the last person had started. In the moment I didn’t even realize I was doing ass to mouth, but I didn’t care anymore. this kept going for a bit before the first person shot into my throat. Honestly I love the taste of cum so I didn’t mind not getting it in my ass. His boyfriend also fed me his cock to finish but he was rougher. Much rougher. It was hard to taste his cum since some vomit had come up from how deep he kept fucking me. once he came, I was left on my back, face dripping with cum, stretched out hole and with a new favorite way to get breed. I really hope we can do it again. He wants to take me to a gh and get more people to use me hopefully.

On Sunday evening I visited the sauna. It was surprisingly less crowded as it’s usual. However, I found some cocks for sucking and mouth to fuck in the steam, and finally a sloppy hole and an eager top. I fucked a bottom and the top fucked me. Unfortunately, the steam wasn’t appropriate for this sandwich. So my partners left soon. After some less exciting cruising around the sauna I met an older guy. He seemed like a man who suffered from AIDS. However was his cock thick and hard. When I stepped to him, another guy already swallowed his cock deep. He started to rub my cock and we were kissing soon. When the guy stood up, he bent over to suck him and offered me his hole. I shoved my cock immediately and fucked him hard. After a while we interrupted the fuck and changed. He banged me in the middle of the aisle. A couple of guys were watching us and jerking. I hoped that he would breed me but he finished without coming. Later I met a 20 years old boy with whom we had sex years before. He wanted to suck me. We went to a cubicle and facefucked him. He bagged for my jizz. Finally I came onto his face and into his mouth. He asked me to suck him too. I didn’t let his jizz waste. I swallowed all his stuff. After these adventures the evening became even more boring. I already decided to leave when I went to my last round. It wasn’t successful, so I repeated my round. Then I clashed with this silver daddy. He bred me many times. I was sure that he would give me what I wanted. We went to the totality dark video room (it was dark and naked night) and went to my knees on the edge of the coach. He pushed his cock into my hole and started to fucked me intensely. He fucked me long until the event ended and the stuff turned on the lights. But it wasn’t disturb us, we continued to fuck. He didn’t stop it. I was moaning and begged for breeding. He became even faster and harder. I hoped he was close. I wasn’t wrong. He exploded in me. I felt that I had to go. But somehow I wanted more. I went around and around when I found a guy in the dark room. Previously I detected a tall, smooth young blond with manbun. I supposed that he was up to “men health magazine cover guys”. However, I didn’t have anything to loos. I started to rub his cock covered by his towel. It was surprisingly huge. He dropped the towel and his huge tool was in my throat soon. he gave me an intense face fuck. Sometimes I needed som rest, then I stood up and kissed him. Honestly, he wasn’t a good kisser. LoL. So, I turned back to his cock. I was afraid that he didn’t want to fuck me. And even if he would be in, he seemed to be a guy engaged in safe sex. However, I turned back and started to smear my ass to his cock. He didn’t protest. I made a try. Slowly slipped onto his cock. He let it. I started to move on his bare cock. He put his hands on my hips and started to fuck me slowly. He wasn’t a good kisser and he wasn’t a real stud either. However, became even faster and intense. I heard his breath also. And then he unloaded his cum in me. Then I was finally satisfied and left the sauna.

I was really horned up last week for a anon brredind session so I traveled about 14 miles from my house to check out a Ramada Inn that was recommended. I got there around 830 AM and the receptionist greeted me promptly. I was horny as he'll and I think she could sense based of my reaction to not being able to get a room until after 11AM. I drove around a few hours, went to a quick Dr apt and showed right back up at 11. I was checked and ready to until I realized I was given required key card access through a secondary door, back to lobby I go and get an outside access room. All while waiting for the two hours to pass I was on all the usual websites lining up tops. The first guy was around my age and build and showed me a Pic of a nice thick 7" upward curved cock. What excited me most is that he stated had had not cum in 3 weeks and I going to get my hole flooded. He shows up within 20 minutes after I told him I was there, door was cracked ajar, my lubed asswas waving in the air when he walked. Anon is always my favorite and the removing off clothes and anticipation always gets my heart pounding. I reach back and stroke and feel the cock and it is Def what was spoken. Usually during ass up anon it is exactly what it is expected, but this guy grabbed my cock and pulled it back so he could start sucking it all while rimming my hole also, HUGE BONUS. This went on for a few minutes and the poppers had kicked in and I was wanting that cock. My friend eased up behind and slid in with resistance due to girth, but one good hit of poppers relaxed my hole and he was balls deep. He pounded me for a good 5-7minutes and then tensed up heavily to what felt like a shower shot blast of hot seed in me. He spammed a few more ropes and I made sure that I milked out every bit my clicking up. Finally he pulled and the smell of cum was filling the air, we spoke a few words and agreed to meet again. After he left I reached backand fingered my hole andcum was everywhere, down my leg,down my balls and all my hole. I Def got 3weeks worth. The second guy was hitting me up within minutes and he was BBC that I spoke with the night before. He said he was7 and thick also, but the Pic looked more like 9. Now I am not a power btm, but I do know what I can take and rarely tap out. He arrives in the parking lot and tell him which room and Crack the door ajar. I am ass up again I let him know that I was already preloaded with seed. He walks in quickly gets undressed, I reach back thinking about 7 and to my surprise it was what I thought 9" cut and perfect thickness, I stroke him hard and then he positions himself to enter, he slides in my wet mancunt with ease and immediately goes in the full 9", he changes position to where one leg is on the floor and other is on the bed and I can tell I am getting it balls deep because they are slapping off mine, the perfect time goes by and he grabs my ass cheek firmly and I feel rope after rope shooting in me, I reach back and grab his cock to feel it spasm each time a rope is shot. He pulls out and the amount he shot into feels just like first guy. He departs and once again I finger my hole to see it is, I stand up to take a pee and cum is everywhere. The next guy is from Sniffies in his early 50's with a cock just like mine, we talk up a bit and he sends a video and pics of cock and says he is also a big shooter. Now for me to get 3 back to back big shooters in a row is pretty much unheard of. He arrives and the same scenario plays out with exception of me being bent over edge of bed vs ass up on the bed. He is aware if loads in me andstaed the mire the merrier he would be. I am still hitting my poppers hard and the smell of both cum and poppers fills the air in the room. He eases and begins with nice smooth and long strokes and within minutes he shifts to jack hammer, the wetness can be felt all over both of us from my leaky hole and he unexpectedly pulls out and leaves me hanging, I feel two fingers go In and a third to follow. He fingers my cunt for a few seconds and then puts his cock right back in and starts pouring away. All the sudden he tenses and let out a lion type roarasheis unloading, he is shaking and quivering while continuing to unload his balls, he reaches and and I get a unexpected 3 fingers of cum that he fingered from my ass THIS WAS A FIRST for me. He gets dressed and leaves and I finished with 6 loads in less 4 hours when all done and said for. For a day and half after this I could still smell cum when going to bathroom. Lots of swimmers in my mancunt.

Now Sam turn round and show your little white bubble butt to the camera, nice turn your head and repeat after me, My name is Sam I am an 18 year old anal Virgin and I am giving up my Virginity to Jon’s Poz cock. Excellent Sam now bend over slightly and show us your Virgin rose bud, nice. Leon get the toothbrush and work it into Sam’s hole, the next thing I felt was the Leon pushing the toothbrush into my hole it hurt scratching the insides of my boy pussy, after about 5 minutes Leon pulled it out and showed the blood on the bristles to the camera, Jon I think Sam is ready. Sam you ready for my Poz cock Jon said, yes sir was my response. Okay on all fours Sam, once in position I felt Jon’s tongue eating my hole and loosing me up with his fingers, watch the screen Sam see the moment your Virgin cherry opens up for my Poz cock as I did I could see and Jon’s hard throbbing Poz pre cum leaking cock pushing at my ring Jon told me to push out as I did his head popped past my ring, he held it there for a second before slowing working his hard Poz cock into my pussy, he was about two thirds in and I felt him hit a inner part of me, Sam this is your inner ring as he grabbed my tiny waste he pulled back and then slammed forward as his cock burst through my inner ring, good boy as tears rolled down my face he said, now the fucking can really start and he started long dicking me with powerful strokes he kept me in that position for about 10 minutes and then turned me on my back and said I want you to beg for my toxic load Sam. Yes yes filled me with your toxic cum mark me as yours, that took me over the edge as my ring contract hard around Jon’s cock I started cumming all over my face and chest in an endless stream of jizz, his hard balls hammering my pussy I new he was close, here it cums Sam as I felt his hard cock expanded and start throbbing Jon pushed as deep as he could and shouted fuck yes take my toxic babies I’m cumming I’m cumming Yes Yes Yes. Once he eased down he pulled his toxic cock from my hole showing the cum and blood covered member to the camera, Sam clean my cock as he pushed it down my throat. Your properly done now Sam. Cut Leon said that was so hot Sam as he leaned in and French kissed me say we are brothers now. My new life as a cum whore starts. If you want?

my body is a male public sexual play space so i am used to my fat penis being played with while i am being fucked and fisted. If I want to focus on my hole being used though, I simply wear a jockstrap and most guys won't bother with it while they fill my ass gash.

Chapter 29 The Guy behind the him got some of the woman’s cum juices and spread them on the Kid’s ass. He wormed a finger full into the Kid and then got more and then got more and started putting more up the Kid’s ass. He put a second finger in the Kid and started rubbing the Kid’s prostate. The Kid moaned and said “ More. Rub it more, Please”. The guy knew that the Kid was going to be an easy target when the Woman had told him about the Vid she saw and with the way the Kid was responding he knew this was going to make an interesting addition to her stable. He pulled the Kid up on the woman and his cock hit her pussy. The Kid immediately started his pumping into the woman. His cock didn’t take long to get deep in her. The woman was moaning and really getting into the ferocious fucking the Kid was giving her. The guy watched this for a while, he had worked the kennels and helped breed several champion dogs and looking at these two it reminded him of the unbridled animal carnage that would happen when a bitch was in heat and you had a younger stud. The guy grabbed the Kid by his collar that was placed on hem earlier and pulled him back and his cock popped out. Neither the Kid or the woman appreciated this as they both wanted the action to continue. The guy had to pulled over anxious studs off the Bitch in the past so he knew what he was doing. He pushed the Kid back over the woman. This time he was a little higher on her back. The guy reached under and guided the Kid’s very swollen cock and pointed at the Women’s asshole. The Kid felt the wet orifice and didn’t care what it was, he only knew he had to het back in. Like the good stud he stared rocking his hips pushing farther into her tight ass. She had experienced anal many times in the past but this was different. It was more pure animal powered. The way the Kid’s cock split her tight back door surprised her. Before it registered, he as already half way in her and was pumping like a man possessed. She was squealing a very high pitch noise. The guy had been with her for years and knew she wasn’t in any real pain, these noises were heated lust. The Kid was breathing so hard he was almost snorting an the but he wasn’t any farther in the woman than half way. The guy figured that the Kid didn’t want to hurt her, so he was taking it somewhat easy. He also knew that the stud needed to get all the way in his bitch so the bitch got what she really needed. He told the Kid to go all the way in her and slapped him on the ass. The Kid responded by putting another inch up her ass. The guy saw this an decided the Kid might need some help. He reached under and started lightly playing with the woman’s tits, pinching her nipples. He knew this would help elevate her heat to the next level. When he was sure that she was hotter he checked by reaching between her kegs and started playing with her sloppy cunt. She was definitely hot, she was squirting her cum juices on his hand and fingers. He pinched her blood swollen clit and she moaned and then yelped. At the same time the Kid moaned, the guy knew that this caused her ass ring to tighten and pulse around the Kid’s cock. He had felt this from her in the past and loved the feeling. Still, the kid was any farther up her ass than he was before. The Kid remembered how his girlfriend was just getting into anal play and was going to go easy on the woman. It wasn’t like the guys that wanted to get nailed and relished the pain of rough penetration. Even though the guy’s cock was smaller than the Kids, he knew that the woman could handle it. He decided that the Kid was going to need some encouragement to do the right thing. He started working more of the woman’s natural lube up the Kid’s ass.

As has been pointed out repeatedly: ALL white people, not just those who owned slaves, benefitted from the institution because it gave them a leg up in terms of status. The poorest white had a higher social status than the wealthiest black in virtually every part of the south, and nowhere is that more solidly true than in the rural south. That held true long after slavery and repercussions of that still pervade American society and applied equally to your ancestors as well as the richest plantation owners. That may have been the reason those individuals eventually joined the fight. But the war itself - the secession, the attacks on federal facilities that kicked off the fighting, the organized efforts of the southern states - that had everything to do with slavery. Pretending it didn't and focusing on the motivations of a bunch of hayseed rednecks here and there, instead of the bigger picture, is a lot like asking a group of random US servicemembers why they were fighting in Iraq and assuming that (whatever it is) was the reason for the Iraq war. True, insofar as that goes. But Lincoln's position changed once he realized that the South would not rejoin the union even under the circumstances of preserving slavery. The impetus was the so-called "border states'" rejection of the idea of gradual emancipation, It's also important to note that while Lincoln might have been willing to tolerate slavery where it existed as the price for maintaining the union, he was clearly and emphatically on record that it was morally reprehensible and that it should not be allowed to expand into the remaining territories. He repeated his opposition to slavery and his intent to eradicate it during his re-election campaign. Tell the whole story, not just selected parts.

Hot story! I've been randomly hooking up at rest stops with a 75+ guy for a few years now. Gorgeous, hard, 8-inches then I love feeling in my throat and ass. Love the dirty talk from him too!

Here's a list of most of them I want to be fucked by, even if they are bottoms: Jarod Steele, Jesse Santana, Jessy Karson, Brent Everett, Brent Corrigan, Tim Tyler, Alam Wernik, Ryan Conners, Damon Dogg, Ethan Wolfe, Ethan Sexxtin, Tony Bishop, Luke Truong, Tommy DeLuca (again; loved him inside me), Orion Cross, Johan Paulik, Kevin Warhol, Matthew Rush, Kris Allen, JD Phoenix, Roxas Caelum, Kyros Christian, Jadyn Daniels, Andy Starr, and, if they were still alive, Kurt Marshall, Chad Douglas, and Scott O'Hara.

Mine are real. I don't load counts just partner counts. With all the events I attend annually (including CLAW, Pig Week, 3 Fist Fests, Palm Springs Leather Pride, 4 Atlanta Dominion parties, trips to the bathhouse, random guys in the bars, hookups off asspig, sniffies, etc.. as well as adult film shoots (I'm JaredEriksonXXX on Twitter) i easily have over 400 sex partners fucking my ass, fisting my ass, sucking and milking my fat dong, feeding me their cock and seed orally every year. My personal best was in 2018 with 903 partners using me. I have a lifetime partner count of over18,200 guys and can't wit til i pass the 20K mark in a few years, My promiscuous exploits can be seen on film and have been written about (CumUnion experiences) by another member on here. I have many sexual highs I've been blessed to experience in my life. Some recent high points have been: *having 33 partners fuck and fist me at a Folsom Weeken CumUnion to the point I was so loose the last guy gave up fucking me and jerked off inside me. Even with added underwear an gym shorts on I still leaked through in the uber and had a huge wet spot on my ass when went in to Denny's after; *taking 2 hands at once for the first time at Fist Fest 2 years ago and having it captured on film; *being tag team fucked and then offered up and passed around while in my pup hood at a pup event called Dog Days at Parliament resort in Augusta GA. *Being on all 4's in my pup hood in the play area of the Heretic bar in Atlanta an getting fisted with guys all around me, *surviving 10 days of heavy use at pig week, which I've pushed myself at more and more every year so that after the heavy fisting use (fucking) I subjected my body to everyday at the 2022 event my ass was trashed and my rectum gaped to the point I had to wear diapers for a few days after the event, *being bred in the steam room at the Sports Barn in Chattanooga multiple nights by a hot red haired guy and his buddy. So, in conclusion, i am a thick cocked, slack ass sexual glutton. I am on PrEP and they know me well at the county heath department due to the need for frequent testing (though this year will be much less there since i can now get home STI kits and just go there for treatment). I can't begin to express how grateful I am to live such a sex heavy promiscuous life and use my body to serve as an Apostle of Lust. Asmodeus has blessed me well. I wish such happiness and Pleasure upon all my fellow males.

Part 28: Worlds Cumming Together (Chapter 4 of the Demise of Lewis and Ryan) (Peter Flanagan's POV) My heart nearly stopped as I opened the door and saw that Lewis wasn’t alone. “Ryan,” I said, trying to compose myself, hiding the fear I was feeling in this sudden shift of events. “How are you?” “I’m good, Mr. Flanagan,” Ryan said, smiling at me and then Lewis. I stood there staring, my mind struggling to understand what was happening. “Can we come inside?” Lewis asked. “Of course,” I told him, moving to the side. I followed them into the living room where Domonic was sitting, my eyes latching onto his, watching his reaction. He sat up straighter, eyes darting between the two young men. He then looked at me, eyes slightly wide. “Mr. Moore,” Lewis said, stopping and looking back at me. I could tell he too was confused. Neither he nor I expected each other to bring someone else to what was expected to be hours of fucking. “How are you, Lewis?” Domonic said. He settled his eyes on Ryan and smiled. “And this is?” “Ryan Kline, sir,” Ryan said, reaching out a hand which Domonic shook. Domonic’s smile grew wider, and I could tell his mind was overflowing with a multitude of twisted and depraved ideas of what he wanted to do with and to these two young men. Yes, I knew Lewis was up to getting fucked, and my cock desperately wanted to feel both his mouth and his hole wrapped around it, but there was no way to know if Ryan knew why I had invited Lewis over. For all I knew, he thought it was an actual church meeting. I hadn’t expected this to turn sideways so quickly. “Ryan,” I started, “why don’t you take a seat, talk with Domonic for a second, while Lewis helps me grab a few things.” “Yes, Ryan,” Domonic said, leaning back, getting comfortable. “Let’s talk.” I shot Domonic a look that said, “Don’t fuck him until we know he wants to get fucked and fucked up.” Lewis followed me into the kitchen and jumped backward when I spun around, wide-eyed. “What the fuck?” “What?” Lewis asked. “Why is he here?” “Ryan?” “Yes, Ryan!” I hissed. “Why did you bring the pastor’s son here on the night we were going to…” I stopped, unable to complete the thought as my mind felt as if it was overloading. “…to fuck?” Lewis finished. I nodded. “I thought it would be alright,” Lewis said. “I didn’t think you’d be mad if I brought someone else over for fucking.” Lewis’s words were moving through my mind at a slow speed. “For fucking?” I asked. Lewis smiled and nodded. “Are you serious?” “Sure am,” Lewis said. “And does he know…?” “…that you fucked me? He does. He fucked me a few weeks ago.” “He fucked you?” “Not as good as you did,” Lewis said, stepping forward and placing his hands on my shoulders, running his fingers down my arms, squeezing my muscles. “After we fucked, I was losing it a bit. You didn’t speak to me right after, so I panicked. I thought I did something wrong.” I’d forgotten how insecure teenagers were, even though I taught them almost every single day. I should have known that Lewis would have been freaked out and needed to talk. “I stayed with Ryan for a weekend in his dorm and told him everything,” Lewis continued. “You do realize he could have outed you and me, right? I could lose my job.” “I’m eighteen,” he said. “Doesn’t matter,” I said. “You’re still a student. I’m still a teacher. They don’t like it when we fuck the students, even if they are legal.” I backed away from him, his fingers which had moved down to my hips, fingers stretching back to my ass, trying to keep me close. “We barely dodged a bullet.” “He’s not going to tell anyone,” Lewis said. “He kissed me,” Lewis stepped forward, arms wrapping over my shoulders and pulling me close, our faces inches apart. He leaned in and we kissed, soft at first and then deeply until I let out a loud moan. “Everything alright in there?” Domonic called. “We’re fine,” I said. I looked at Lewis who smiled, his face flushed. Fuck, I wanted to kiss him again, to tear off his clothing, to fuck him harder than I’ve ever fucked anyone before. “So,” I said, regaining composure, “he kissed you…” “And then he fucked me,” Lewis said. “Turns out, he’s been jerking off to men for a while.” “Really? Ryan?” Lewis nodded. “He says he’s fantasized about you.” “Me?” I asked, my dick growing hard, creating an outline in my pants. “What did you tell him?” “That you’re big,” he said, running his hand along my bulge, sending chills throughout my body, knees weak. “That I almost drowned in your cum.” “Big expectations,” I said. “I also found out that he’s got a thing for Pastor Ryder,” he said. “Pastor Ryder?” I asked, worried about how much he knew. “When you messaged me,” Lewis said, “I thought I’d bring him too. He’s desperate for someone to fuck his ass, and he wants to fuck someone else’s ass, too.” “Busy guy.” Lewis craned his neck, looking back out into the living room. “Is Mr. Moore gay?” I nodded. “That’s awesome,” Lewis said. “I want you to fuck me again, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t getting hard thinking of him pounding me.” “I’m glad you feel that way,” I said, noticing movement behind Lewis. “What the…” Lewis turned. “Pastor Kline?” Pastor Kline stood just outside the kitchen doorway, his focus set on the living room where I heard the conversation stop. What the FUCK is he doing? I moved past Lewis and reached out for Pastor Kline, but he pulled away, moving into the living room. “Why is he here?” Lewis asked. I looked at Lewis, a guilty grin acting as my answer. Lewis’s eyes opened wide as his mouth dropped open. “No. Fucking. Way.” “Ryan,” Pastor Kline said, Lewis and I following after him. “What are you doing here?” “Dad?” Ryan exclaimed, jumping up. Pastor Kline turned to me. “What’s going on?” “Well…” I started, realizing I had no way of clearly explaining the mess. I also realized that my bulge was noticeable, my abundant pre-cum already creating a large wet mark on my pants. “Isn’t it obvious?” Domonic asked, the only man looking relaxed as if he was enjoying himself. “Ryan is gay and so is his dad, but neither knew about the other’s need for dick.” Ryan and Pastor Kline stared at each other, the room unnaturally silent. “Is that true?” Pastor Kline asked. “Are you gay?” Ryan looked back at me and Lewis, both of us nodding. “I am,” he said. “And you are, too?” Pastor Kline nodded. “Why are you here?” Ryan asked. “Lewis said it was just going to be us and Mr. Flanagan.” “It’s a bit of a complex explanation,” Will said, appearing behind us with Jay close behind. “What the fuck is happening?” Lewis asked. “Now this is a fucking church meeting,” Domonic said. “Everyone come into the living room,” I told them. We were all sitting, the tension in the room at a high. Still, something about it was keeping me hard, especially seeing Ryan and Pastor Kline so close together. Pastor Kline being a bottom made sense, his need for dick almost plastered on his face. Ryan held a dominant quality about him, a quality I was sure turned Pastor Kline on and fueled many masturbatory nights. Had Ryan really fucked Lewis? Did he really have a thing for me and Pastor Ryder? I watched as his eyes focused on Will and me, a lusting appearing along with his unease. “As you’ve probably guessed,” Will started, “everyone in this room is gay.” “What the fuck is going on at your church?” Domonic said, smiling, his hand rubbing his crotch. “Obviously, Lewis,” Will said, “you didn’t know when you were coming here tonight that we’d be here. We didn’t know anything about Ryan.” “Why is everyone here?” Lewis asked, looking at me. “After we fucked,” I told him, “I went and spoke to Pastor Kline and Pastor Ryder. I thought I was going to confess to them. Instead, they got me off.” “You told them?” Lewis asked. “You were pissed that I told Ryan.” “They got you off?” Ryan added, looking at his dad. “I had a feeling he was gay,” Pastor Kline said. “Then they brought Peter to me,” Domonic said. “He needed some breaking in.” “And who are you?” Ryan asked. “Beyond being Mr. Moore.” “I’m the one who started this fuckfest,” Domonic said. “You see, I seduced Will and fucked him several times. Practically broke his hole, but the good Lord gave him a dick that almost rivals mine.” “Really?” Ryan asked, eyes now glued to Will’s crotch, his own crotch starting to tent. “Then,” Domonic continued, “he went to visit his family, and he fucked his brother. Say ‘Hi,’ Jay.” Jay raised his hand. Lewis and Ryan looked at each other, their bulges growing fast. “Will came back, found out Pastor Kline had thrown himself at me, so I had him waiting on my bed. We both fucked him.” “They fucked you?” Ryan asked his dad. “Several times,” Domonic said. “Even more than that.” “I’m sorry, son,” Pastor Kline said. “I can’t help it. I need cock. I need someone fucking my ass or my throat. I love the taste of cum and the smell of sweaty men. I even drink their piss when they’re ready to burst. I need dominant men taking control and using me like a cumdump.” “Fuck, you’re making me hard,” Jay said, his hand rubbing his dick through his pants. “After my confession,” I said, picking up the story, “I went, and Domonic fucked me the first time. After that, I’ve been fucked several times and have fucked several times.” “We’ve witnessed the miracle that is his unlimited jizz supply,” Domonic said. Couldn’t believe it till I saw it with my own eyes. I’m sure Lewis can attest to it.” Lewis nodded. “And when we knew Lewis would be wanting more dick in his ass,” Domonic said, eyeing Lewis, “We knew we had to take a chance.” “You’re all here to fuck me?” Lewis asked. He smiled. “Fucking hot.” He stood up and pulled off his shirt and started unbuttoning his pants. “Who wants to go first?” “It’s not that simple,” Will said. “Why not?” Lewis asked. We all looked at each other, the moment we had been dreading finally here. “Something you don’t know about us,” Will started, “is that we aren’t just a group of gay men fucking. You see, Domonic is poz. He’s HIV+, something he thought I knew when he fucked me.” “We only fuck bare,” Domonic said. “No condoms allowed.” “Isn’t that dangerous?” Lewis asked. “Dangerous if you don’t want it,” Domonic told him. “Exciting if you’re looking to fuck the way men are meant to fuck, to fuck with freedom and no limits. You see everyone is burdened by this fear of sexual depravity and perversion. When you’re poz, that fear disappears because you embrace the depravity and perversion for what they truly are: mind-blowing passion.” “Are you all…” Ryan asked, looking around the room. “I’m not,” I said. “Though, I am trying.” Ryan looked at his dad. “Are you?” Pastor Kline nodded. “Does mom know?” “Absolutely not,” he said. “I don’t plan on her ever knowing or ever pozzing her. It’s my choice. Ryan, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never felt this free before. I know this is a shock, but it’s something I’ve wanted for so long. Even in college I wanted this. I couldn’t say no.” “That’s why you didn’t know about us being here,” Will said. “We only want to come out if you were alright with fucking bareback, knowing you’ll probably be pozzed.” Lewis looked at me. “You’re trying to get infected?” I nodded. “What’s it like?” “Incredible,” I told him. “It’s the best experience I’ve ever had.” Lewis looked at Ryan, a discussion taking place between them in silence. “I’ve come this far,” Lewis said. “And the thought of never having Mr. Flanagan’s dick in my hole again, even after he is pozzed, is something I don’t want to think about.” My cock got as hard as it had ever been. “I get your ass first,” Domonic told Lewis. “It’s only right.” “Sounds good to me,” Lewis said, walking over to Domonic, flaunting his almost naked body in front of him. Domonic reached out and pulled Lewis closer, his hands running along the young man’s slender frame. “Fuck, Peter,” he said, looking at me, pulling Lewis don’t onto his lap, “anymore students you want to fuck?” “None like him,” I said. “And what about you, Ryan?” Pastor Kline asked, staring at his son. “I guess I’ve got only two questions,” Ryan said, looking at Will. “Pastor Ryder, will you fuck my virgin ass?” Will smiled. “I’d love to.” Ryan smiled. “And Dad?” “Yes, son?” “Can I fuck your ass right after?” Pastor Kline smiled. “Ryan, you don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” “Enough talking,” Jay said, his clothing already off, his dick hard. “Let’s fuck these young men up.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ I didn't realize just how much discussion would be needed to bring everything together. Sorry for the lack of sex, but the next chapter or two or three will be all sex. I tried to make it as hot as I could without everyone shoving their dicks into whatever hole was open. Stopping Domonic from jumping on Ryan and Lewis the second they walked in was hard. Don't worry, he'll have them soon enough. I have an idea for another character to be introduced, one that a reader suggested to me, and I like it. It'll take some thinking, but we'll see what happens. I don't want to drag this story out for no reason. It does need an end. Also, I can't believe this story has almost 100,000 views (right now it's at 94.4 k). Thanks for reading.

Not My Story, but it was improved by me Groped and Pozzed I am a 21 year old white bubble butt who is engaged to another 21 year old white guy. We have been dating since we were 19 and have fallen so deeply in love that we got engaged this January. Our relationship has been mostly perfect, however our sex life is bland. I am a submissive bottom, and he is a top, so things usually go smoothly, however he doesn't have as high of a libido as I do, and it makes it hard for me to be fully satisfied. Add this to the fact that I've always secretly considered cheating to be hot and you have a recipe for disaster. Me and my fiance usually go to a gay club every few weeks. Not to hook up with other guys or anything, but to just dance and drink and have fun with other gay couples. I've admittedly stared at some hot guys multiple times before, however my fiance doesn't ever notice. Yesterday we decided to go to the club, and I got ready. I was wearing these tight black gym shorts that were above my knee and showed off my round ass. My fiance liked the view and wore casual clothes. I was feeling risky and decided to go commando without telling him. I wore a t-shirt and that was it. We get to the club and it is going great. Every time I go to the club I get hit on at least once, so it wasn't a surprise when this big older guy started looking at me with a grin, and made suggestive comments. I politely told him off, but only because my fiance was with me. Throughout most of the night nothing happens. We have fun, drink, talk, and dance. Towards the end, we were out on the main floor and were dancing to whatever music was playing, when I felt a big hand squeeze my left cheek tightly. My fiance was several feet away and talking to someone else so he didn't notice. I turn my head to see a fit black guy groping my ass. He's wearing tight jeans and a tank top. I see a bulge form as he rubs his fingers in between my soft asscheeks. He slyly smiled at me and I nodded to let him know he could keep touching me. He moved closer behind me and tightly squeezed both of my cheeks. His grip was so strong that I had to regain my balance. I subtly moved a few feet away from my fiance so that he couldn't see anything happen. Soon enough I felt this guy's hand move to my waist, and I feel him force his hands inside the back of my shorts. I stay still as he cups my bare ass with his hands. He does this for a minute before pulling one of my cheeks to the side, and begins rubbing my asshole with his fingers. This made me grunt quietly, and I whispered to him if he knew anywhere private we could go. He said his car had tinted windows, and that we could go there. I agreed, and he pulled his hands out of my shorts. I walked up to my boyfriend and told him I was going to head to a shop down the street for a few minutes to grab a snack. I said goodbye and walked out front and then went behind the club where there was a parking lot. The guy came out not too far behind me and guided me to his sedan, which had almost black windows. He told me to get in the backseat, and I listened. He joined, before locking the door. He immediately took his shirt off, revealing his abs and 6 pack. He then took his pants off, revealing a huge, fully erect cock. I pulled my shorts off and began jerking him off. He moaned as I moved my hand up and down. I only did this for about 2 minutes, before he told me to lean back on the seat. I did as told and laid completely flat on my back, with my legs up to my shoulder revealing my ass to him. He grinned and began rubbing my asshole with his finger. I moaned and groaned as he rubbed around my hole, even pushing the tip in a few times. Soon though, he couldn't wait. He began lubing my ass up. It was happening. He covered my ass in lube, and asked me if he should wear a condom. I told him no, and he was pleased with that. He pulled my ass to the side a bit to provide himself a better angle from the small corner he was in, before he pulled his hard cock up, and kneeled right next to my asshole. He pressed his tip against my hole a few times, before he couldn't help himself and shoved his entire bare massive cock balls deep inside my tight asshole. We both moaned and groaned as he pushed himself all the way inside me, and squeals of pleasure came out of me as he slowly pulled himself mostly out and then all the way in again. We moaned together as he slowly thrusted in and out of my tight asshole, stretching me out with every push. I held my legs up with my hands, and watched as he pounded me with his thick cock on his knees. It was then that I noticed a small tattoo of a scorpion just above his crotch with a red “plus” sign. I felt like such a slut. We fucked for a good few minutes before he came inside me, filling me up with his warm sperm. I clenched my hole to not make a mess and pulled my pants up, got my shirt on, and left his car. I gave him a smile before I went back to the bar and greeted my fiance, with a stranger's semen deep inside me. He smiled at me and gave me a wink, He handed me his number and told me to let him know when I get his “gift”. I gave him a puzzled look. He then pointed at his tat and smiled. I got home and googled his tattoo, my cock instantly became hard, and for the first time in our relationship. I fucked my fiance. He saw me with a devilish look in my eyes. He never put up a fight. I slid my 5inch cock into his ass with relative ease. Something told me this was not his first time taking a cock ever let alone that day. I gave him 10 hard thrusts and pumped a 5-day load into his fucked ass. We both fell asleep, but he woke me up a little bit later standing naked holding two pieces of paper. He asked me if this guy fucked me? I nodded yes. I asked how he knew…because he fucked me too he said quietly. “You know he pozzed us” he said quietly. I again nodded, “yes”. And with that my fiance’s cock grew to his 7 inch to full mast. He pounced on me and shoved his cock in my already fucked hole. He did not last long flooding me with his still negative load. After he came in me like he had done hundreds of times. “I just called him, he’s on his way here to finish the job for both of us.” my fiance whispered in my ear. In a few moments there was a knock at the door. There may be a part 2. Let me know what you like I love your hot feedback her and in my messages Joey

College Surprise Koa’s POV “Hey, do you want to go to a party?” Jensen asked me, as he passed me his weed vape for the umph time since we got back to his dorm room. I still had a good buzz going on from before. “It’s off campus, so you don’t have to worry anything. My friends always throw the best parties,” he said grinning at me. “I know they’d love to meet and get to know you,” he said giving one of his now familiar grins. “Sounds cool,” I said smiling back at Jensen enjoying my high, as I sat back on his bunkbed taking another hit of the vape before passing it back to Jensen. I hadn’t expecting anything like this when I arrived at Cromwell College this morning. I was expecting the usual BS colleges do for prospective students. Yeah, sure we did the tour, got to meet a few professors, and watched a lecture presentation about life on campus. Yet, when we were handed over to our hosts for the weekend things changed. Jensen, my host, told me he didn’t want to bore me with shit that really didn’t matter unless I decide to go to CC in the fall. So, we hit up the local coffee shop on campus before heading to relax on a small hill overlooking the dorm Jensen lived in this term. He asked me about myself, I told him about my family, there was only my dad, who owns a small internet company and my fourteen-year-old brother. My mom died in a traffic accident when Aspen, my little brother was four. I swam all through elementary, middle, and high school, but I didn’t want to swim in college. I was afraid it would cut into my major in photography and creative writing. “Fuck, I can’t believe it’s almost 90 degrees in May,” Jensen said, before pulling off his polo shirt exposing his toned chest and abs. “Come on take off your shirt and get comfortable, I know you’ve got to be sweating your balls off,” he chuckled, as he ran his hand down his chest before grabbing and squeezing what seemed a nice thick piece of meat between his legs as if he were adjusting it. My gaydar was going off like crazy, as I gazed over at my now shirtless host. I had to play this carefully, I was still deep in the closet. One wrong move and Jensen could kick my ass for being a fag, but I couldn’t help he seemed to be flirting with me. I lived in a small coastal town in South Carolina, the last thing in the world I wanted was being outed in town since I was on the school swim team. My life would become a living hell and so would my brother’s. I wasn’t a complete virgin, having the opportunity to do some oral with a couple of tourists at a beach outdoor restroom and shower, but that was it. I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes enjoying the feel of the warm grass between my toes. At home all I wore were cargo shorts and rarely wore regular shoes unless absolutely necessary, I preferred being barefoot or wear just flip flops. I glanced over at Jensen to see him smile and nod at me, which caused me to bone up right away. It was as if my dick had no self-control suddenly. “Fuck, I need a hit, you cool?” Jensen asked diverting my attention from my boner as he pulled out a vape and hit it a couple of times. “Shit, I needed that, here take a couple of hits,” he said with a grin passing me the vape. I’d done weed a couple of times at parties, but I tried to stay away from it. It made want to do certain things, and that wasn’t a good thing in my small town. I thought briefly about saying no, but I didn’t want to look like a killjoy to Jensen. I took the vape and hit it a couple of times, and damn I was flying higher than I had before. This was some serious shit. “Let’s head back to my room and order some ‘Za, before the munchies set in,” Jensen chuckled, getting up, tucking his shirt into the back of his pants. “Here let me help you up,” he said reaching down to help me up. The next thing I knew Jensen had pulled me up against his slightly sweaty body. I almost thought he was going to kiss me as he gazed into my eyes, instead he just grinned at me, before heading back to his dorm. I grabbed my shoes and shirt jogging slightly to catch up with Jensen. Did I just imaging everything because of the weed or what? Jensen’s POV Holy fuckin’ shit, I was going to owe Simon bigtime once I managed to get this kid to tonight’s party, though judging from his reaction to my pulling off my shirt and squeezing my fuck meat I didn’t think there was going to be any trouble getting into his hot lil’ boy cunt. Koa was a serious piece of ass. His thick wavy golden blond hair just begged you to run your fingers through it as you grabbed a fistful of it yanking him back as you rammed deep inside him. His golden tan told of countless hours spent in the sun, I could see he had a serious speedo tan line from being a swimmer as his pants sagged a bit. Koa’s 5’10” slender body was nicely toned from years of swimming. His ears were pierced with what had to be three or four karat diamond earrings looked hot on Koa, though a pair of green biohazard earrings would look even hotter on him once we we’re done with him this weekend. This kid was going to be fun in bed once we partied him up, I hoped he was a moaner and a talker. There is nothing hotter than making a bottom pussy-boy beg for you to fuck them harder and nut deep inside their teen boy cunt, unless they are also begging for you to poz them. Now that would be fucking hot to hear Koa beg for us to poz his sweet tight bubble butt, definitely a goal to keep in mind for the night. Simon and I used the college’s tour guide mentor program to lure unsuspecting high school seniors into bed and leaving them with a special gift and a permanent reminder of their time at the college. I had gotten Simon to swop with me and take the red-headed emo boy I was supposed to have for this hot swimmer boy. Don’t get me wrong I love slutty skinny emo boys, yet it takes almost no effort to get into their hot little pussies, I wanted a bit of a challenge after a month’s worth of them. I needed a change of pace. Koa was just the ticket. I think though the challenge with Koa will be getting in him raw, so many closet gays, like Koa, think wearing a raincoat is the best way to keep themselves safe. It was my job and the rest of my friends job to show them raw was better. He would learn the best feeling in the world was an ass full of poz jizz. I planned after we ate switching to my T vape pen, that Twain, a chem major in our group, had made for those of us still living on campus, so we wouldn’t get busted by the RAs while we partied in the dorms. It would get Koa nice and horny for the party, and once there we’d switch to glass pipes and then some darts. I debated about asking Koa if he wanted to do some “E” before we left for the party, or just slipping it to him. I decided it just might be more fun to just slip it to him in his drink since he seemed so innocent. After this weekend though Koa would be a full-fledged poz cumslut bitch-boy instead of the innocent high schooler he was when he arrived here at CC. Koa POV “Make yourself comfortable bro, my AC isn’t working right. They are supposed to get it fixed Monday,” Jensen explained, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his jeans leaving him wearing only a pair of boxer-briefs with a large bulge in his crotch. “Shit that feels so much better getting out of those hot clothes,” he said grinning at me. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable,” Jensen nodded to me as he called for a pizza. The last thing I wanted to do at this point was take off my pants. I had been going commando since I was eight after one of the swim instructors told me serious real swimmers always freeball. Since that day I never wore underwear again. I still had ¾ of a boner from seeing what Jensen was packing. He would know at once I was gay, but still, I couldn’t help but wonder if that wouldn’t be a good thing. He was pretty hot with his shaggy black hair and intense blue eyes. Jensen had a nicely toned body, but seeing all the skateboards in his room, I suspected it was just from being active, rather than working out like I did for swimming. He wasn’t as tanned as I was, but you could tell he wasn’t totally an indoor person. I thought his red scorpion tat wrapped around his right side heading down towards his crotch looked pretty cool. He must be a Scorpio. “You’re not shy are you?” Jensen asked, setting down his phone giving me a grin. “You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen before,” he said fiddling around with his mini fridge, before handing me a beer. “No, but I don’t wear underwear, I haven’t since I was young,” I explained to Jensen. Hoping that would end the topic. “Wow, that’s cool. I freeball too sometimes, but not all the time,” Jensen said, giving me one of the looks that shot me to full mast. Shit, I thought what the hell is going on with my dick. It was behaving like I was twelve again, getting hard at every guy I thought was hot. Jensen told me about a party some of his friends were throwing off campus. He thought they would enjoy getting to know me and would help with my decision to attend Cromwell in the fall. I was really enjoying myself so I figured why not, after all nobody back home would ever know. My reputation back home as a good boy was safe, besides, I figured I deserved to treat myself. A knock on the door distracted me from thinking about the party. It must be the pizza, which was cool since I was getting hungry. Jensen got up to open the door, a hot looking shaggy-haired blond grinned at him holding out a pizza box. “Hey Jensen, got your meat lovers right here,” he said stepping into the room as he handed the box to Jensen. Noticing me he shot me a toothy grin, “Company tonight?” He asked my host, raising an eyebrow. “Finn, this is Koa. Koa, this is Finn,” Jensen said introducing us. “Koa is visiting from South Carolina for the weekend to look at the school. “Nice to meet you Koa, you couldn’t ask for a better school than Cromwell,” walking over to shake my hand. “Swimmer?” Finn asked looking at me. “Yeah, all through school, but not planning to if I come here. I want to focus on my degree,” I replied. I couldn’t help but smile at Finn’s work tee-shirt, which said, ‘Benny’s Always More Than a Mouthful.’ “I like the shirt,” I chuckled. Finn grinned back at me, “We’re a big believer in truth in advertising at Benny’s,” he replied with a chuckle. “Want a hit?” Jensen said offering his vape to Finn. “Does the Pope like altar boys?” Finn laughed taking a couple hits. “I’ll see you guys later after I get off from work,” he told Jensen. Turning towards me, “I look forward to seeing you again and helping you make up your mind to come here next year.” “I look forward to it,” I replied giving him a fist bump. “Later gators,” Finn said leaving giving me a wink as he shut the door. “Finn will be at the party later after he gets off work,” Jensen told me with a smirk. Just then there was a knock on what turned out to be the bathroom door. Two dorm-rooms shared a common bathroom. “Yo J-man, Benji wants to know if you want a ride to the party,” asked a tall slender guy wearing round black wire-framed glasses who looked like a hot Harry Potter with an industrial piercing through his left ear and tats. He had a giant black scorpion wrapping around his right side with its claws reaching towards his crotch, while his right arm was almost completely covered in a honeycomb sleeve pattern of black hexagons. His left arm had a black widow spider tat. All he was wearing was a pair of black bikini underwear, but what really caught my attention was the thick long dick which stretched over his left thigh. I almost choked on my beer it had to be the biggest dick I’d ever seen, and it didn’t even look like it was hard even. “Sweet, that would be great Kai. Oh, I don’t think you’ve met Koa, he’s visiting from South Carolina looking at Cromwell for the fall,” Jensen said with a smirk. “Oh shit, I just realized your names are almost the same, Kai and Koa,” chuckled Jensen. “That means we’re going to be great friends,” smiled Kai as he walked over to me. “Really close friends,” he said shaking my hand as he looked me up and down like a starving man about to devour a meal. Smiling he nodded at me. “I’ll see you guys later,” Kai said heading back towards his room through the bathroom. Jensen’s POV Koa was going to be extremely popular tonight both Finn and Kai already were imagining sliding inside his tight little cunt after I planted a couple of loads, few things were hotter than a sexy eighteen-year old’s gaping hole as multiple loads of poz jism leaked out. Hell, I was thinking the same thing. Koa would be a changed man when he left to go home on Sunday. I had no doubt come the fall Koa will be back here and getting his own scorpion tat before the first week is out. Damian had already hit me up to let me know there would be about twelve guys from our group there most of the night with others dropping in for a quick pump and dump. It looked like there would be about five newbies to break in while the rest of us mostly being vers. would play with one another between giving our guests the gift that keeps giving marking them as new members of a special brotherhood. I gave Koa my T vape; it was time to get things moving. I knew he’d soon be rolling hard from the “E” I slipped him in his beer, I’d be surprised if it wasn’t already beginning to kick in by now. I told Koa to go ahead and take a few more hits before taking a shower before the party. He turned away as he pulled off his jeans before quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. I kind of thought it was funny Koa was trying to keep from showing me his hard dick but had no problem showing me his hot little ass, which is what I was really interested in seeing. It did not disappoint; I was looking forward to burying my face it before booty bumping it. Koa’s POV Fuck, I was feeling amazing. I never suspected you could get so high from using a vape pen, it almost made me wish I did this more often. Every time I touched myself it felt incredible, and I was becoming increasingly horny. I began imagining having sexy with all these hot guys around me. What was happening to me, I was never like this, but at the same time I wanted it in the worst way. I began to really hope Jensen was gay, I wanted to have sex with him. Feel my mouth stretch wide around his cock and suck on it until he fed me his cum. I wanted to feel him slide inside me and take my virginity, showing me what it was to be with a man. Yet at the same time I wanted Kai, I wanted to feel that huge dick slide inside me stretching my hole wide open in ways I couldn’t begin to imagine. What would it feel like to have him ram deep inside me as he held me down and took what he wanted from me. It surprised me the shower in their bathroom had a clear shower curtain hiding nothing. There was also a shower douching tool attached to the showerhead, which told me someone was definitely gay in the two dorm rooms. As I showered I couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like to use it, and before long I began to wonder if I should clean out just in case something did happen tonight with Jensen. Even before I realized it I was using it to clean myself out just in case. I couldn’t believe how good it felt sliding the long nozzle inside me, using the toilet, and repeating the action several times. Each time it slid inside I wanted something even bigger entering my ass. I wanted fucked and I was getting to the point I didn’t care who did fuck me. I dried off conflicted about the way my hardon wouldn’t go down and now my desire for Jensen to see it. What was coming over me, this wasn’t me, but deep down I knew it was me. All the deep dark thoughts I had were coming to the surface. I secretly wondered what it would be like to be a slut, sucking dick whenever I wanted, having guys fuck me in the showers at school, in my bed with my dad and little brother at home hearing me beg for it harder, having guys shove me against the wall in the changing rooms at the beach and just fuck me like I was nothing more than a hole for their use. Why were these thoughts coming to mind now? I was a good boy and not a slut. At that moment I caught a reflection of myself in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door to Jensen’s room. My completely shaved body from swimming made me look younger than my eighteen years standing there in nude, but I had to admit I liked the look. My semi-dry blonde hair’s waves looked more like large loose curls. The only thing about my appearance which I wasn’t sure if I cared for was my tan lines from my Speedos. I wondered if I would look hotter completely tanned, maybe this summer I’ll lay out nude I thought, I knew of a couple of places along the beach where I could get away with it back at home. I couldn’t resist running my hands over my naked body as I looked in the mirror. My hand couldn’t resist reaching down to caress my shaved balls and hardening cock. I moaned from the feelings of pleasure my fingers gave me as I caressed myself. I’d never felt pleasure like I did at that moment. “Whoa,” exclaimed a voice behind me from the direction of Kai’s dorm room. “I thought whoever was in here taking a shower was finished,” smiled a handsome naked double scorpion tatted, lightly tanned, muscular toned brunette with emerald eyes. He closed the door as his thick eight and a half long almost beer can sized cock quickly rose to full mast. He walked over to me reaching out to take my own six and a half barely five inch around cock in his hand. “Kai had said you were fucking cute as hell, and he wasn’t kidding,” smirked this unknown guy leaning into kiss me as he slowly stroked my dick. “You taste amazing,” he said as he pulled back from the kiss with a smile. He leaned back in for another kiss, this time shoving me back hard against the door as we began to passionately kiss like long lost lovers. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as his hands shifted from stroking my hardon to running all over my body, before concentrating on my sensitive nipples, which in turn made me grind hard against this mysterious guy. I’d never felt like this before in my life and I wanted it to never end. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t know who this was I making out with, I wanted him in the worst way. He pulled back finally from our kiss leaving me pantingly hard, as he gazed into my eyes seeing my desire for him and his hard dripping cock. “Yeah, you’re one sexy little slut boy,” he said smirking at me. “I know what you want and need,” he chuckled softly, as he shook his cock at me. “Let me see if you can use that hot mouth properly on a man’s cock,” he said pushing me down to my knees in front of him. “Show me how much you want it slut.” I looked up into my dominator’s emerald eyes, as I stuck out my tongue beginning to lick the dripping precum. I started to reach up to grab it, but he grabbed my hand, “Just your mouth slut,” he commanded me, “And no teeth if you know what is good for you,” he chuckled softly at me. I obeyed taking what must be one of the biggest dicks I’ve ever sucked, it certainly was the thickest. I heard a hiss and double snorts before my dominator pulled out of my mouth and held one of my nostrils shut. “Inhale slut,” which I promptly did from a small brown bottle, and he repeated the process with my other nostril. My buzz had me flying now, as he pushed his hard cock back inside my mouth. I showed him everything I had learned about sucking dick, and before I knew it he was forcing himself down my throat further and further until his shaved groin pushed firmly against my nose. Once he sensed I couldn’t breathe he would pull out just long enough to catch my breath before pushing back in hard burying himself in my over-stuffed throat. I lost track of time as I became nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. “Fuckin’ hell slut, you almost made me nut,” he panted smiling down at me slapping his wet cock against my face, marking me with his precum and my spit. “I’m not ready to feed you my special venom yet,” he grinned rubbing my lips with his thumb before forcing it into my mouth to suck it. Before I could say anything Kia’s roommate had me bent over the bathroom counter with my ass spread open. “God damn! What a fucking hot hole,” he growled as he attacked my ass with his tongue. I was in total sensory overload as he worked his tongue inside me vigorously in such a way I could have never imagined possible. I couldn’t even speak, the only thing I could do was moan in pleasure as he ate me out. Soon this was not enough for him, as a finger begin working slowly inside me. “You’re a virgin aren’t you?” He asked me as his voice dripped with lust. “Y…es…yesss, I managed to gasp in answer to his question. “If you weren’t with Jensen, I’ take your cherry right now, but I’ll wait my turn,” he said as I heard a drawer open, followed by a squirt and then his finger sliding inside me much easier and fully than before, causing me to moan louder as he touched a spot inside that made me see stars. “That’s your boy button,” he chuckled as he began working his finger in and out as I felt a burning sensation. “It burns,” I tried to tell him as he held me in position, squirting more stuff on his fingers as I felt two fingers working themselves inside me. “Don’t worry slut, the burn will go away soon,” he chuckled again, as he built up his pace working his finger in and out of my ass. Soon I discovered he was right as the burning pain morphed into a burning need to feel my ass used for his pleasure. He pulled his fingers out causing me to whimper in need for their return. I felt something rough against my hole, followed by the now familiar liquid squirt and the push inside my ass. This time the burning sensation seemed even worse as the fingers rubbed it against my boy button. I tried to twist away as the pain engulfed me, but my tormentor held me in place trying to sooth me, and as he promised the pain changed into a hunger for something more. I wanted something bigger, hard, more potent than mere fingers. “Yeah, you’re ready for tonight,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard. “Time to get you back to Jensen,” he grinned at me as he pulled me up from the counter. He guided me to Jensen’s door before opening it and steering me naked and hard back into the room. “I think you might have lost something,” he laughed to Jensen, who just grinned at us. “Thanks, Benji, I was almost ready to send out a search party for Koa,” he laughed high fiving my molester. “Koa? A hot name for a hot little slut boy,” Benji chuckled, slipping his finger in my crack, before slapping me hard on the ass making me moan in pleasure. I should have been embarrassed, but it turned me on for Jensen see this man, Benji, exposing me as his play toy. “Benji is going to drive us to the party tonight, he’s kind of fun isn’t he?” Jensen grinned at me. “I hope you don’t mind, but I found some of your clothes in your backpack I thought would make you look super-hot tonight at the party, I hope you don’t mind,” he told me. On the bed lay the pretty severely ripped pair of skinny black jeans I had planned wearing Sunday when I drove home, and one of my white tank-tops. The jeans would very easily show off my butt, and my balls and some of my dick if I stayed hard, which I suspected was the way I would be most of the night. Especially with the hot guys taking me to this party. I knew I should be more restrained than I was being, but it was as if all my secret desires were flowing to the surface. I mean sure I could be slutty on occasion, but it was as if my slut switch was turned way past full and it still wasn’t enough. I didn’t even think to protest wearing the clothes Jensen had picked out for me, I wanted him to be pleased with me. I was facing his bed as I started to shimmy into my tight skinny ripped, which seemed far more ripped than I remembered, jeans. The next thing I knew Jensen had pushed me down on his bed, which sliding a finger deep inside me and the now familiar burning sensation filling my ass, before morphing into an incredible feeling of desire for dick. “Now I think you’re ready for the start of the party Koa,” he chuckled pulling his finger out and caressing my ass. “Shit, we’re going to have so much fun tonight,” he huskily whispered to me. “If I thought I could get away with it now, I’d have you wear one of my dirty jocks and nothing else, but the evening is still young,” he chuckled, motioning me to finish getting dressed. “I know you like going barefoot, so don’t bother with shoes, you look perfect just as is,” Jensen smiled at me. Jensen’s POV Between Benji and I Koa was now primed for some serious fucking. I couldn’t wait to get him naked with his knees pushed back next to his ear as I claimed his cherry. Fuck, there are few things hotter than taking a guy’s cherry and pozzing him at the same time. Koa was going to be bred all night and into Saturday afternoon before we’d finished with him and his newly gaping hole. Jared would be making sure he got as much vid on our latest prey. We always made sure to get the guys begging to be bred and pozzed, so they couldn’t say they had been tricked. I was looking forward to teasing Koa’s hot lil hole with my dick telling him I only fucked raw and was poz. I wanted to hear him tell me to slide in and fuck him and blow my poz load deep in his newly born boy pussy. Once inside him I’d dart him, so he was ours for the rest of the party. Koa would soon understand his new place as a bottom bitch boy cumslut for raw cock, any raw cock offered him. I might have to invite some big hairy daddy bears to expand Koa’s horizons. I’d love to see him bouncing up and down on some big daddy bear dicks while people watch Koa begs for a poz load. He will be a changed individual by the time the weekend is over. Koa’s POV I couldn’t believe how fucking horny I was, I wanted dick in my ass, hell any dick, I didn’t care. I wanted to lose my virginity this weekend. Any of the hot guys I met Jensen, Benji or Kai, would do, hell I’d let them all fuck me. The idea of all three of them fucking me turned me on more than I thought possible. Jensen had me hit his vape a few more times, before heading over to Kai and Benji’s to catch a ride to the party. Benji and Kai talked me into taking off my white-beater and just tuck it into my jeans. They thought I’d look hotter for the party showing off my swimmer’s body. In almost no time we were at Benji’s black BMW x5, once there Kai and Jensen pulled out a couple of glass pipes whose bulbs were filled with white crystals and small torches. They both took long deep hits of their pipes before shot gunning me against the backdoor of the car. This seriously horned me up unbelievably, Jensen climbed in the back seat while Kai then guided me into the backseat on my knees. Jensen had me take a few hits on my own, while Kai played with my hole before turning me around and shot gunning me several more times. I couldn’t help but moan loudly into Kai’s mouth as Jensen’s fingers played with my hole. I couldn’t but help ride his fingers as he stimulated me. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as I rode his fingers. “So, fucking good,” I panted with desire. I needed Jensen to fuck me in the worst way. I wanted him to take my virginity, I wanted to feel him inside me. “Yeah, I think someone is hungry for cock,” he chuckled as Kai put the glass pipe to my lips. “Inhale Koa, show us what a proper tweaker you are,” Kai commanded me. I followed his command, taking three huge hits, as Jensen continued to finger my hole through my ripped jeans. I didn’t realize it at first, but we had arrived at the party. Benji took the pipe from Kai and took several hits, before shot gunning me a few times more. Kai and Jensen guided me out of the BMW’s backseat making sure to pop the front button on my ripped jeans. “Yeah, you’re ready for some fun now,” chuckled Jensen as my new friends guided me to the front door of a modern design house with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. There were mostly shirtless guys dancing to techno music pumping through the house. They all seemed to be handsy with one another, which really turned me on. I was fairly sure I would get fucked tonight for the first time ever. A hot light brown haired pale and seriously tatted skinny guy wearing nothing, but a pair of tight way too small black boxer briefs answered the door while using a small torch to heat a glass pipe. After he had taken a long inhalation of thick white small, he exhaled and then motioned us in the house. “S’up, guys we’re just getting started so you came at a good time,” he smiled at us, before coming over to shove his tongue in my mouth. “Hi, I’m Barry,” he said smiling at me as he rubbed his large scorpion tat. “We’re going to need to spend some time together before the party is over,” he continued stepping close so he could slide a finger through one of the rips exposing my virgin hole. I moaned as his long finger slid deep inside me awakening my hungry hole. “Drinks are in the kitchen, have fun,” he winked at me as he pulled his finger from my hole, “I’ll see you later sexy.” I wanted sex so bad at this point, I slid my own two fingers inside my hungry hole, trying to motivate Jensen to pull out his dick and just fuck me. It didn’t bother me that the small group of shirtless guys standing around drinking and talking saw me playing with my hole, in fact it turned me on when they all smiled at me. Jensen got me a Gatorade from a cooler, which kind of tasted weird, I guess it had some sort of booze I had never had before. I polished it off in no time as Jensen introduced me to his friends. They all hugged and kissed me while playing with my ass, telling Jensen how lucky he was finding and bringing me to the party. Jensen’s POV Fuck, Koa is so hot, I can’t wait to slide inside his virgin boy cunt and give him his first load of poz jizz. All the guys are excited to add their poz loads to mine when I finish using Koa like the cumslut he is destined to become this weekend. The G in the Gatorade will loosen Koa up even more pushing his horny meter into the red zone. I’ve waited long enough to show Koa his true purpose in life. I kiss him deeply, taking him by the hand leading hi to one of the bedrooms to complete Koa’s corruption. I don’t bother to close the door knowing others will soon join us and take their own turns with my new cumslut. I push Koa back towards king-size bed, “Get those pants off slut,” I command the tweaked and rolling soon to be bred eighteen-year-old twink. I kicked my shoes off as I stripped out of my own clothes. I loved Koa’s look as he saw my hardon for the first time. Pure lust and desire shown on his face. He was ready to be fucked like the bitch whore he was to become. “You’re one sexy mutha fucker Koa,” I whispered to him as I pushed him back on the bed. “You’re going to let me fuck your hot lil’ ass aren’t you Koa?” I asked him as I climbed on the bed moving towards his head in preparation to feeling his hot mouth lubing my cock with his spit. Koa nodded his head rather than answering aloud. I moved into the classic 69ing position feeding Koa my dick as I attacked his hole rimming and fingering his newly born boy pussy. I love the feelings from his moans and tongue work as I forced more of more of my thick eight inches cock in his mouth. Koa was doing a decent job, obviously he had done some sucking before, yet when the weekend was out he’d be a pro with all the dick he’d be getting at the party. I’d waited long enough the bitch needed his cherry popped and used like a cumslut. I pulled out of Koa’s hot lil’ mouth, as he whimpered at being deprived of his new favorite toy. “Don’t worry slut I have something far more fun for us to do,,” I grinned at him as I climbed between his legs and pushing them back towards his ears. I teased his hole with my leaking cock head, which made Koa try to hump himself on my plum like gland. “Somebody’s horny aren’t they?” I asked the desperately horny Koa. “Yes,” he moaned continuing to try and impale himself on me. “Well, I can give you what you want, but there are a couple things I need to tell you first,” I grinned at Koa, I paused briefly as Soren grinned at me as he walked in the bedroom wearing nothing more than his usual olive kaki cargo pants and his array of necklaces. Soren’s thick bushy long hair suited him perfectly making him look-like a cross between a raver and a hippie. A music major, he was extremely popular on campus with both gay and straight guys. His nine and a half Red Bull thick cock which was trying unsuccessfully to tent out his pants’ leg helped greatly with his popularity. I loved all his tats covering his arms and chest especially his large black scorpion tat covering his abs. He was thin but, seriously toned and could throw a mean fuck. I noticed he had a rubber elastic strap and a couple of darts in his hands. It was time to start the party. “Soren meet Koa, Koa meet Soren,” I said grinning at Soren as he set Koa’s tools of destruction down on the nightstand before unbuttoning and dropping his pants. Koa’s eyes bulged with lust as Soren’s cock was finally freed and stood at attention waiting to be used on Koa. “Hey,” Soren smiled at Koa lying on the bed with his knees push back to his ears. “Hey,” replied Koa shyly. “As I was saying slut, there are a couple of things before we start you should know. If they are a problem we can do something else,” I grinned at the horny Koa and at Soren. You see I only fuck raw, and never pull out until I’ve seeded a guy’s pussy,” I told Koa, as I watched his drug addled brain process this news. There was a brief hint of resistance which flashed over his innocent face but was soon gone. “You can fuck me raw,” Koa told me softly as he looked in my eyes. “Sweet Koa, I know you’ll love feeling raw cocks sliding in your cunt and pumping you full of jizz, but there are a couple other things you should probably know before we start,” I told him as I motioned for Soren to put the strap around Koa’s muscular arm in preparation for slamming him. “I thought before I fuck you that you might want to know my status,” I continued making sure to tease Koa’s virgin hole with my cock. “I don’t care if you’re single or not I WANT your cock inside me. I want your raw cock,” Koa demanded. “PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME,” he begged. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the teen’s innocence. I pushed gently against Koa’s cherry entrance, making him moan as he tried push down on my gland. “Are you sure? I told you I don’t pull out until I’ve pumped my load deep inside a guy,” I explained as I pushed harder now against his hole almost breaching it a couple times as Koa began trying to get my cock inside him. “Fuck me,” Koa panted now overcome with lust to take my dick. I grinned at him, as I slowly pushed inside his tight virgin hole. Koa made the sexiest moan as he took his first cock up his no longer virgin hole. I slowly rocked in and out of one of the hottest boy pussies I’ve enjoyed in a long while. In almost no time I had managed to bury nearly my whole cock in Koa’s hot lil’ boy cunt. I worked the entire length of my cock in and out of his fuck tunnel making Koa moan like a lil’ bitch each time I pushed all the way back inside his fiery hole. “You really should tell Koa about your status before I send him to slut mode,” Soren chuckled as he prepared to dart Koa. “Yeah you’re right Soren, it’s only fair,” I agreed slowly and very gently pulling my cock from Koa’s hungry boy cunt. I loved the way he whimpered as my cock exited his hole. “PLEASE,” Koa begged, “Put your cock back and fuck me, PLEASE I NEED IT,” he continued to beg desperately. “Well, I would love to fuck and flood your sweet lil’ boy cunt with my dirty jizz, but you should have the right to say if you want me to fuck you with my raw poz cock,” I explained waiting for Koa’s drug fogged brain to process what I had just told him. Suddenly a realization of what I just told Koa registered on his shocked face, as I teased his slightly open fuck hole making him want my cock back inside him. “Should we stop Koa?” I asked him as I pushed a little harder against his hole making him whimper in need. Koa took a deep swallow looking in my eyes, “No, please don’t stop fucking me,” Koa softly answered, realizing what he was saying to me by asking me to keep fucking him with my raw poz fuck tool. “You want me to mark you as mine then,” I said to a slightly frightened but still definitely horny Koa. “You want to be a poz cum dump slut?” I asked pushing a little harder against Koa’s fuck hole, but not entering completely. Koa swallowed deeply again before answering, “Yes, poz me.” My cock pulsed oozing out a big stream of precum with Koa’s answer. I pushed slowly back inside my bitch boy, enjoying the fact he surrendered his formerly virgin pussy to my raw poz cock. As I slid home inside Koa he moaned as his cock pulsed leaking a large puddle of precum on to his stomach and chest. His mind might be in conflict with his decision, but his body wasn’t. Koa’s POV When Jensen pulled his amazing cock from my ass and told me he was poz and wanted to keep fucking me and pump his poz cum inside me, I couldn’t believe what he told me. I desperately wanted Jensen to keep fucking me, but I wasn’t sure what to do. Jensen’s cock teasing my hole answered my question for me, I wanted his dick, and I didn’t care he was poz I would deal with consequences afterwards I just wanted fucked in the worst way. I was in bliss once Jensen’s cock was back in me, I knew I had made the right decision by letting him keep fucking me. My hole was made for his dick and soon his poz cum, for some strange reason the more I thought about taking his poz loads the more turned on I seemed to be becoming. I shouldn’t be getting turned on by the idea of taking Jensen’s poz cum, but I was. I did want his poz loads. “Let’s get you really in the mood for poz cock,” Soren grinned at me taking my arm that I didn’t realize had a tourniquet on it. “Don’t move or this will hurt a lot if you move so hold still,” he said as he found a vein and jabbed me emptying the syringe into my arm. He pulled the syringe from my arm and untied the tourniquet holding my arm up, the next thing I coughed hard a couple times before feeling a rush of pleasure and horniness flow through my body. “Oh…Fuck…Yes,” I moaned grinning up at Soren as he stroked his dick. “Gimme,” I demanded wanting to suck this fucking hot stud, before begging him to fuck me after Jensen. I wanted more cock up my ass and I didn’t care if it was poz or not. Fuck, I actually hoped I would get more poz cock before the night was out. I knew I shouldn’t but for some reason it turned me on knowing I was being fucked by a raw poz cock, what was happening to me? “Fuck me with that poz cock,” I began begging Jensen as he pounded the hell out of my hole, “HARDER MOTHER FUCKER, RAM MY PUSSY, POZ ME MOTHER FUCKER,” I shouted as I paused taking Soren’s thick cock down my throat. The only thing I could think of was taking Jensen’s raw poz cock deep inside me before he flooded me with my first poz load, but hopefully not my last one. “Fuck ya,” growled Jensen as he ramped up his assault on my ass. “I knew you’d be a nasty lil’ fuck,” he continued grinding deep inside me. “I’ll make sure all my friends give you all their poz loads too slut,” he promised as he began long dicking me harder and faster, quickly approaching his climax. “FUCKIN’ NUT!” I screamed, “POZ ME! MAKE ME A POZ CUMSLUT!” I yelled needing to feel Jensen to jizz inside me in the worst way. This wasn’t me, but it was. It was as if some deep dark hidden part of me was finally free and enjoying the new freedom of letting go fear and embracing my new sexual desires. Suddenly Jensen slammed his cock deep inside me, grunting as I felt his dick swell, beginning to pulse as warm cum began filling me up for the first time in my life. Poz cum, Jensen’s poz cum, transforming me, changing me, freeing me. Once he finished climaxing inside me, Jensen began once again slowly fucking me, making sure I felt every inch of his amazing cock using his poz cum as lube to fuck me. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven because it just felt so good. “You ready Soren to give this fucking cumslut another load of poz jizz in his boy cunt?” Jensen asked with a smile. “Fuck yeah,” Soren grinned at me, plopping down on the bed, and leaning against headboard. “Come up here bitch and ride my cock like the lil’ whore you are,” he commanded me as Jensen pulled himself from my hungry hole. I quickly clamored up the bed to sit on my latest fucker’s beautiful thick nine and half inch uncut cock. “Are you poz too?” I asked Soren, needing him to be poz too. Suddenly all I wanted was poz cock up my ass. “Fuck yeah I am, everyone at the party with a scorpion tat is poz,” Soren told me as I squatted over his cock. “You’d look fucking hot with one as well, do you want us to help you earn yours?” He asked as I began to push down on his raw poz cock. “FUCK YEAH!” I moaned as I slammed myself completely down Soren’s dick meat. “I want one,” I moaned as I began slowly riding up and down the entire length of Soren’s thick cock. “I want to be marked like you,” I howled as I took Soren’s entire dick each and every time I pulled up and then slammed myself down on his shaved groin. I Needed Soren’s poz load in the worst way ever, so I rode him like I imagined a cheap whore would. I loved the thought of being a total whore for cock, hell any cock, fuckin’ poz cock! I wanted as much cock as I could get this weekend, I wanted to show Jensen and his friends I wanted to be just like them. Jensen grinned down at me as he offered me his still glistening cum-coated dick to suck. “I think we have a keeper here,” he chuckled as I licked and slobbered all over his cock cleaning it of his poz cum and my ass juices. I wanted Jensen to know how much I loved him popping my cherry and pozzing me. “I’m going to guess you’ll be here in the fall for classes won’t you whore,” I nodded excitedly as I bobbed up and down on his cock, while Soren lifted my ass up some and began fucking repeatedly into my hungry hole. My body and mind were on total overload, from everything I was experiencing, but I still wanted more. “This must be the playroom,” a muscular thirty-something Afro-American guy, with his dreads pulled back in a ponytail said with a grin, as he fucked up into the naked hot red-headed emo boy with snakebites wrapped around his waist, making him moan into his shoulder. “My friend wanted a playmate to get pozzed with at the party, didn’t you babe?” The emo boy gasped, “Yes, Daddy,” as the thick cock fucking him long dicked him quickly and hard. The new kid and I both gasped loudly, but for different reason as the Afro-American guy pulled the emo boy off his dick and tossed him on the bed near me. He from what easily had to be a thick uncut ten-inch cock being yanked from his ass and me in awe and desire to feel that meat pummeling my hole and filling me with his poz jizz. The man shot me a toothy grin, “Don’t worry boy, I’ve got plenty more toxic cum to share with you before the night is out.” At that moment Soren yanked me down hard on his cock as I felt him pulsing and flooding my boy cunt with his poz load, “Take…IT…ALL!” He growled as I felt some of his load begin to leak out from my still stuffed hole. Soren must have not have cum in a few days from what it felt like. I couldn’t believe the night had only just started.

Ever since taking my first anon load and being called a faggot, I've been eager to try power exchange - being a submissive faggot to a superior man. With that goal in mind, I'd been chatting with someone on grindr who seemed to understand what I was feeling, and what I wanted to try. Given the added context of how much I loved being used anonymously, we both agreed that our first meeting in person would be sight-unseen. I was to show up at his address, enter his home and immediately strip and put on a blindfold. He'd use me sight unseen, and then once finished, would reverse the process, and I'd leave never having seen his face. Risky, perhaps, but horny-brain doesn't necessarily make the smartest decisions. The night I was supposed to show up, I was super nervous, and almost backed out at the last minute. But horniness prevailed, and heart pounding, I went over to his house, entered, stripped, and put on the blindfold. I knelt down on the floor, sweating, nervous, but extremely horny - my dick was rock hard - and I called out that I was ready. I heard footsteps approach, and someone stopped in front of me. "Stand up, faggot" Being called a faggot is like a magic word - my dick jumped upon hearing it. I stood, and was led and placed onto a mattress somewhere, on my back with my head leaning off the side. A cock was pushed up against my mouth - thick, and long enough to hit the back of my throat - and I started sucking. I gagged a few times, but did my best (I need more practice deep throating, clearly). After a few minutes of this, I was turned around so that my ass was off the side of the mattress, and I heard him spit onto his cock, and felt it push against my hole. I struggled a bit, a spit-only fuck wasn't something I had ever done before, but I wanted to please, so I did my best to relax my hole. The eroticism of the situation overrode any initial discomfort I was feeling, though. The feeling of a total strangers raw cock pushing its way inside me is such a turn on. "That's it faggot, take it all in", he said as he bottomed out in me. My dick twitched again. He fucked me for a while like this, before repositioning. He had me climb on top of him, so that I was riding him now, still blindfolded. "Are you a slut?", he asked. "Yes sir, I'm a slut!" "You're a whore, right?", he pressed further. "Yes sir" "You just let any dick in you, huh?" - "Yes sir" "I can have other guys here to fuck you?" - "Yes sir" "Good faggot." I had assumed this was just dirty talk, but then I heard footsteps approaching. Someone else got on the bed, and I felt a second cock pushed up against my lips, which I started sucking. Two cocks in me now was a first for me. This second guy would gag me with his cock when he pushed in deep, and this caused my hole to spasm. After a few rounds of this, the guy I was riding came in me. I felt a surge of emotion as he came inside me and remember thinking very clearly, I am a faggot and this is how it should be - men should use my body for their pleasure. We switched positions to doggy, with me on all fours, and I was now sucking the cock that had just cum in me, and could taste both my ass and also the cum he had just flooded me with. I could tell the second guy was close, as he started fucking me faster and faster. "You want my load, faggot?" - "Yes sir", I said, around a mouthful of cock. "Tell me you fucking want it, faggot!" - "Please cum in me sir, please, I need it" And with that I felt him shooting his load into me. I felt that same high as earlier. Each load deposited into my body was taking me further and further down the path of being a complete faggot - I wanted to please any and all men with my body. My pleasure would be derived only from pleasing other men. As he pulled out, I felt cum start to leak out of my hole, and then fingers scooping it up, and feeding it to me. I licked the fingers clean. "Such a beautiful faggot. I've got plans for you, faggot." - "Yes sir" With that, I was led back to the front of the house, and then told to wait 30 seconds then take the blindfold off and get dressed. I was still hard as a rock, and leaking. When I got home, I jerked off and came within seconds. Getting unexpectedly used by not one, but two anon cocks was such a thrill. I texted the guy with thanks, and found that he'd already texted me with a short video attached. Turns out he'd filmed the entire session - the part he sent me was me saying I was a slut and that I would let any dick in me. I was getting hard again even though I'd just cum - seeing myself used and speaking out loud what I wanted really cemented in my brain the fact that I really am a faggot. We've kept in touch since, and I am eager to be trained to be the best faggot I can be. I'm looking forward to what he has in store for me.

I post on DoubleList yesterday looking to have sph and to be used. This guy had a nice 7.5 think cock but we had no lube so he used my mouth and slobber worked his cock hard then i got on the carpeted floor on my hands knee let him work hars cock with just spit in my ass that has not been penitrated in years he fuck my hard once he got in bled last night like i was faggot he got his first cock ever it hard but felt good he said he was married and clean but only time will tell. I need so much more. Here is a photo after he was done.

Something veruly similar happened to me and it really disturbed me. I'm not even into younger guys but he was pretty assertive and I was so horny. I did not meet or send a face pic, but he messaged me from multiple accounts over 6 months and I turned him down every time. At the very end I got messages like the ones you got with "his mom" making accusations. I don't know if it's some elaborate blackmail scam or some networked, concerted effort on the part of far right attacks on gay people. I deleted my profile and now do not send face pics anymore. I live in a small town, but when I visit cities, I'll feel safer to show my face away from these creepy people. On a sort of related note, I am trying to deal with a stalker on grindr who seems to be using some software hack that makes his profile impossible to block. I can block anyone else, but his never goes away. I just made a new account but in a small town I think he'll figure it out soon. Sucks bc grindr is the only gay outlet I have 😕.

Chapter 12: The Party The emails duly went out on schedule, and the team stood by to receive and to process replies as they came in. It took a while. This wasn’t like a concert by an A-List superstar, so they didn’t all pour back in the instant the message landed in people’s mailboxes. Over the next few months, and a reminder email sent in late August, they eventually built up a respectable guest list of nearly 500 names. Definitely better than they’d expected. Throughout this time, they saw and heard nothing more of Alek Wolter or of any others like him at any time, but they had no doubt that they were being watched. Their own discussions about their roles continued, of course. Wade, the latest arrival into the group, was the one who asked a very interesting question one night. “Has it struck any of you as odd that we’re just going right ahead and doing this on the say-so of some sort of a higher-intelligence being of which we know nothing beyond what it’s told us? I mean, we could easily have told that voice to “fuck off” and carried on with our lives, or just ignored it and walked away, but it never seems to have occurred to any of us that such possibilities even exist.” One and all agreed that this was a very good question indeed and none of them really knew the answer to why they were all acting on the directives given by the voice. It was Dayna, the fiercely independent and strong-willed Dayna, who responded thoughtfully: “Maybe we’re already more a part of the voice and what it represents than we are of this world as it now stands.” In due course, the first weekend of October rolled up, and the seven, with their strategy for the weekend all planned, set out for Chicago. Mindful of security in a way they had never been before, they’d had Joey arrange all the travel for the seven of them on a burner phone, and they’d spread themselves out across several different flights. Everyone managed the trip with no problems or hassles beyond the normal flying issues. On Friday night, the four gay boys went down to a bar a few blocks away from the hotel and had themselves a great time meeting a whole crowd of visitors and local men. Just by asking questions, they managed to locate four who were here for the reunion, and said, “Hey, so are we,” following up with Jaysen’s invitation to his premium suite on one of the upper floors of the hotel at eleven. Soon after 10:30, they left to walk back, dress down, and settle in there with a drink, and at 11:00 sharp came the first knock on the door. As soon as they arrived, each of the four guests was told, “Underwear or speedos only – or less.” Then they were shown to the second bedroom to get into more relaxed dress. All four of the visitors opted to be as relaxed as possible. Soon all eight of them were assembled in the living room, with drinks in hand and conversation flowing easily. As Dean had shrewdly pointed out, making them all dress down on arrival was a good way of making sure no one sported one of those pesky red-light implants winking at them. Once they’d realized that everyone was good to go, the guys began mingling with more than just their words. As the hands began getting to work, the drinks went down while the cocks came up. In just a few minutes more, they’d all paired off, and four cocks were being sucked industriously. Adam, a husky guy with a linebacker build, was being licked and slurped by Peter, who always loved the challenge of a big cock. Darin, a cute little blond twink, was down on his knees and busily servicing Jaysen. Pat, a lanky athletic redhead, had Joey working over his big uncut tool. Zane, a dark-haired beauty with the firmest, roundest ass in the room, had won the race to the bottom, so to speak, by deep-throating Dean’s tool all the way while the others were still on the upper end. It wasn’t long before Dean got Zane to stand up, and then lie down on his back on the sofa, so he could bend down and go right to town with his tongue in between those beautiful swelling ass cheeks. Zane moaned delightedly as Dean’s tongue began washing down his crack and stroking the magic little knot. Jaysen wasn’t far behind in getting Darin to follow suit, and as he dug in he quickly discovered that Darin had a very experienced ass indeed, judging by the way it opened right up and began chewing on his tongue almost at once. Meanwhile, Peter and Joey switched places, and it was only a minute later that Pat began running his hand down Peter’s back, bending over until his long arm could reach all the way to the target and begin stroking Peter’s hole, pressing against it. Adam took an even more direct approach, picking Joey up under the arms like a rag doll and taking him through to the bedroom where he dropped Joey onto the bed, then rolled him over onto his face and dived right into his crack. Not long after that, four cocks were buried inside four asses, three couplings on the bed while Dean was thrusting into Zane’s sweet, rounded butt on the sofa. He’d already made up his mind that this sexy ass was the one he most wanted to breed this night. Zane’s hole was nice and tight, so Dean actually didn’t last long. He was hot to go, he was horny as hell, and since he’d been saving up, he knew that he was good to go for at least three rounds tonight. Zane, for his part, was beating his meat so fast that Dean knew it was almost time for him too. “You ready to cum?” “Fuck, yeah. Give me that load, Dean, I’m just about to blow.” Dean speeded up, always eager to oblige, and pounded deep and fast into Zane, both of them moaning as Zane’s dick erupted all over his abs. Moments later, Dean grunted out, “fucking cumming in your hole” and slam-fucked Zane repeatedly as his dick blasted off multiple squirts inside that tight butt. Some cheers came from the bedroom as Dean scored the first breeding of the night, but the cheers quickly turned to more moans as some of the others weren’t far behind. Jaysen was driving hard into Darin’s hole, and soon erupted inside him. Darin at once proved himself to be the real slut of the group. As Jaysen pulled out of him, he promptly cried out, “More cock! I need more!” That set Adam off, and he shot a big load inside Joey, then promptly pulled out and turned to Darin, pushing his big slimy tool into Darin’s dripping-wet ass. “Mmm, I love sloppy seconds,” Adam moaned as he started pumping Darin’s sexy boy pussy. Lanky Pat was lying on his back, holding onto Peter’s hips as Peter bounced up and down on his cock. Pat’s long, thin shaft didn’t strain Peter’s hole too much, but it certainly kept on bumping into just about everything else inside – especially the one spot that mattered the most. Peter’s beautiful dark face was twisted into an ecstatic grimace as he came hard while riding Pat’s tool, and then kept experiencing more and more orgasmic convulsions long after the juices stopped running out of his tool. At last, the endless clutching of his hole on Pat’s tool brought Pat off too, and he spewed an epic load which was already running out of Peter around Pat’s cock even as Pat was still pumping more of it into him. Joey meanwhile had turned his attention to Adam, and had started licking and sucking on his ass, then thrusting a finger into it, while Adam was busy plowing Darin. Getting no negative response, and plenty of what sounded like approving grunts and groans, Joey got up behind Adam, planted his well-lubed cock against Adam’s hole and let Adam impale himself on it as he was pulling back from Darin’s hole, then sliding forward off Joey’s shaft as he drove back into Darin. Inspired by Joey’s example, Dean returned to Zane, this time to suck on his dick for a minute and then sit down on it. Zane had rarely had a chance to top because every guy he met was so swept away by his beautifully rounded ass, but he rose to the challenge in more ways than one and was soon slamming his way upwards into Dean’s ass with tremendous energy. In no time, he reached the point of no return, and let his load fly into Dean’s ready hole. After he pulled out, he turned his attention to Peter, wanting to feel Peter’s tool inside him. He grabbed Peter’s cock, sucked on it for a minute or so, and then rolled onto his back and lifted his legs, urging Peter to “Fuck me, Peter – give it to me all the way and fill me up.” At the same time, Joey speeded up his rate of fucking, being super turned on by Adam’s husky, muscular body under him, and blew a generous load deep inside Adam’s ass, forcing Adam even deeper inside Darin. At that, Adam realized that he was ready to cum himself, and started slam-fucking Darin as hard as he could go the moment Joey pulled out of him. In only seconds, Adam reached the point of no return and started pumping his seed into Darin’s ass cunt. Meanwhile, Darin had been inspecting every cock in the room, and realized that the biggest one there was Adam – and Adam was just breeding him now. But after Adam at last pulled out of him, he was by no means done, and when Jaysen approached him again, he offered himself once more. Lying back, he lifted his legs and let Jaysen slide into his now-dripping hole. Darin couldn’t help moaning that he wanted more, more. Jaysen chuckled and said, “Well, you’ve come to the right place.” Suddenly, Darin let out an actual cry of shock as his hole, without warning, was instantly stretched widely open. The attractive young-ish man fucking him had suddenly turned into a huge black muscle stud and his massive tool was giving Darin all the “more, more” that his hole could stand, and then some. The other three visitors all stared in shock. “Shit, how did he do that?” Adam asked. “It’s his ability. He’s a shape-shifter,” Dean replied. “Damn, that’s impressive.” Dean actually found his heart warming to these younger guys as they showed the same lack of concern that he and Joey had shared in their younger days. They were, he thought, far more accepting of their true selves than many of their elders might prove to be tomorrow, and he guessed that this was of a piece with the same self-acceptance that being gay demanded of you. That was for tomorrow, though. Right now, as Errol plowed Darin’s ass to depths it had never experienced before, Darin slowly lapsed into an erotic trance where he lost track of everything except his ass and the incredible sensations Errol was giving it. Even Errol’s commands to “squeeze my tool, boy” and warnings that he was “going to give you my babies in your hot little boy pussy” hardly registered with him, as he felt his ass starting to go wild. It was only a minute after Errol invaded him that he started cumming, and from then on he was having a non-stop chain of orgasms, his face contorting and his hole contracting over and over and over, on and on until he could barely draw breath. This was all old news to Errol, who’d had this effect on several of the younger men he’d fucked, including Peter, but it was a completely new sensation to Darin. This talented twenty-something had taken all kinds of dicks, singly and in pairs, and even tried a couple of super-size-me dildos, but he’d never had an endless orgasmic experience anything like this one. By now, all the others had gathered around, watching in awe as Errol drove Darin completely around the bend and into next year with his magic fuck stick. At last, though, Errol felt his load rising and began telling Darin that he was “going to breed you, boy, I’m going to spurt my whole nut inside you, knock you up with my babies.” It’s doubtful if Darin even heard or took in what Errol was saying as he was so far gone. Errol grunted and gave one last vicious slam into Darin’s gaping hole, then followed up with a series of quick rabbit-punch thrusts as his huge load pumped out, shot after shot, until he had saturated every inch of Darin’s colon. The others who were standing around cheered loudly while three or four of them went crazy with their hands, spewing their loads all over Darin’s twisting, sweating body. Errol pulled out, and they watched in awe – “Holy fuck, look at all that spooge!”, one of them said – as his massive load began to pour out of the gaping hole which Darin simply couldn’t close at all. And then, just as suddenly, Jaysen was back, gasping for air and gently soothing the inflamed skin on his cock. It had taken quite a beating. Darin was slowly coming down and recovering his breath. Zane stared in admiration. “That was un-fucking-believable! Can I take him home with me?” Peter laid down on the bed next to Jaysen and cuddled him. “Sorry, Zane, he’s already taken.” “Can’t blame a guy for asking.” Jaysen chuckled. “And before you ask the next question, Zane, no, I don’t have enough steam left to go again tonight. Turning into Errol is a tiring business, especially in an orgy!” Everyone laughed at that, and the party slowly broke up as the visiting team showered one by one, then dressed and left. At last, only four remained, and Dean and Joey were tidying themselves up to return to their room. “Sure you don’t want to sleep here with us? This bed’s more than big enough!” “No, thanks, Peter,” Dean replied. “We’ve got an even bigger day coming tomorrow, and I have my own wounds to lick.” “So do I,” Joey replied. “Dean, how about we lick each other until we fall asleep?” “That’s the best offer I’ve heard all night.” “Okay, you two, get a room,” Jaysen growled – but with a twinkle in his eye. “Oddly enough, that is exactly what we were going to do. See you in the morning, guys!” After they’d left, Peter snuggled in closer to Jaysen, purring contentedly as he settled into his favourite position, with his head resting on Jaysen’s chest. His fingers traced idly through Jaysen’s light coating of hair as he thought his thoughts. Then he murmured, “I just love watching those two together. So much love that it comes out of them in strong waves.” “And we don’t?” “We do, but they’re kind of on another level altogether when they get absorbed in each other.” Jaysen nodded, smiling. “I know what you mean, Peter. They’re the best role models I’ve ever seen for how we want to be with each other. And we’re catching up with them.” As he gently stroked Peter’s hair, the two of them drifted off to sleep with smiling faces. In the morning, the seven all assembled for an 11:00 brunch in the hotel’s restaurant, securing a small private alcove where they could put the finishing touches on their strategy for the day, and the script for the big meeting. Several of them took the waiter’s advice and ordered the hotel’s signature cinnamon-raisin-almond French toast, and it was incredible, especially with their house-made raspberry syrup. The private blend coffee which was another hotel exclusive was equally captivating. During this discussion, Peter asked, “Aren’t you afraid that Wolter and his henchmen may turn up and try to disrupt the day?” Dean grinned. “I’m not afraid. In fact, I’m counting on it. And we’re ready.” Peter looked like he was ready to question further, but Jaysen laid a hand on his and shook his head, pointing over Dean’s shoulder at a blonde woman standing across the restaurant and watching them. Sure enough, a red light flashed under her white blouse. “You’re right, Dean. They’re here. Blonde woman across the room, looking at us.” Dean swivelled around and the others stared coldly at the woman as well. She turned and quickly walked away. They headed down to the area outside the hotel ballroom at 1:00pm. With the event set to start at 3:00 pm, that gave them ample time to sign in and check ID for all of the participants as they arrived. Dean and Joey worked the registration table, with Wade and Deidra doing the ID checks. Inside the ballroom, Jaysen and Peter were working on last minute details on the set-up and conferring with the sound tech Jaysen had hired – who was himself a member of the clan. Over to the side of the stage, Dayna was busily talking in an intense undertone with several people, two men and two women, also clan members, whom she had met over cocktails the previous night in the hotel restaurant. By 2:00, the big room was starting to fill up nicely, and by 2:45 there were people seated at every table, with more still arriving. It actually took until about 3:10 to finish registering the last of the guests, and then the doors were closed -- and it was time to start. Dean and Dayna walked out onto the stage together. “Good afternoon, everyone. I’m Dean Coultridge.” “And I’m his smarter twin, Dayna.” That brought a laugh. “Welcome to the first-ever family reunion for all living descendants of Nora Ludlow. For the record, there are 529 of us here today, and that’s almost exactly half of all the known living descendants we’ve managed to track. At some point during the day, please take some time to visit the family tree displayed on those boards… (she gestured towards the right-hand wall) …and let us know if there are any people you know of whose names are missing. We’d appreciate that help very much.” Dean took up the thread again. “As many of you will certainly have guessed by now, this is not going to be just a normal family reunion because ours isn’t just a normal family. During the course of the weekend, we’re going to share some important things we’ve learned that we feel you have a right to know as well.” As he was saying this, Dean glanced at the back of the room. Sure enough, there were Alek Wolter, the blonde woman, and three others. They had spread out across the back of the room and were standing by the wall like statues, not moving, not speaking. He kept an eye on them as the opening presentation continued with Dayna now speaking. “Of course, the key to what makes this family so memorable is the aspect which all of us share, but which few of us have ever felt comfortable sharing with anyone else.” As she was saying this, she was walking down off the stage and out into the body of the hall. “Isn’t that right, Dean?” “Absolutely.” As he said it, he suddenly stood there beside her. “Dean, I told you to bring me a glass of water when you joined me.” “Sorry, Dayna.” She held out her hand and a glass of water appeared in it. By now the audience was definitely chuckling, seeing these two so casually and openly displaying what so many of them had so long struggled to keep hidden. Dayna took a sip of water, and then continued. “We want you to meet the rest of our group of seven, as we call ourselves, because all seven of us have worked together to reach the point where we could call this reunion together. First of all, our mother, Deidra.” Deidra walked graciously out on stage, acknowledged the applause, and then blinked – and Dean and Dayna were standing right beside her on the stage again. Dean protested. “Mom, have I ever told you how annoying it is when you keep yanking me back to stand beside you as if I were still 5 years old?” The chuckles had become roars of laughter. “Next up,” Dayna went on, “our good friend Jaysen Macaleister and his partner, Maʻafu-ʻo-limuloa Limohi.” Peter’s face lit up with a broad smile as she pronounced his traditional ancestral name to perfection, leaving him free to step forward with his usual tag line, “But just call me Peter – everyone does, even my family.” Dean went on. “This is my partner, Giuseppe Florenzi, known to one and all as….” “Joey.” He waved and bestowed a broad, dazzling smile on the crowd. Dayna finished off the introductions. “And here’s my partner, Wade Austed. Go, fellows!” On that cue, the four who could do it suddenly reappeared in four quadrants of the room. Dayna, Deidra, and Jaysen remained on the stage. Then Dayna added, “Oh, and before I forget, meet Errol.” Jaysen instantly changed into the taller, heavier, older, more muscular, and definitely blacker Errol -- to loud gasps from the audience. It was definitely the rarest of the shifting abilities, and Jaysen had found a most dramatic way of drawing attention to himself. Dean was keeping an eye on Wolter the entire time and noticed precisely the moment when he moved slowly towards the doors of the hall. At that, Dean popped back onto the stage, and said, “Okay, now you’ve met all of us, and seen the special shifting abilities each of us got. It’s time for all of you to get up and mingle, get around, meet your distant cousins, and share notes and experiences with each other. We want this to be a fun time, because what’s a family reunion without some fun time for social interactions? Just one thing: we’re going to give you about half an hour, maybe a bit more, because we have some more serious information to share with you after this. So when you hear this sound….” Dean held up a compressed-air foghorn and the raucous blare filled the hall. “When you hear that, please return to your present seats by absolutely the quickest method possible – if you know what I mean.” He winked broadly, and the audience responded with a roar of laughter. It was working perfectly. Alek Wolter had his hand on the door handle. He was playing right into the trap which they had set for him. “And on the count of three, it’s social time! One… two… three… GO!” All over the hall, people leaped to their feet, vanished, reappeared, vanished again. Drinks and snacks were disappearing off tables and reappearing who knew where. A hubbub of excited voices and laughter filled the air, and the reunion was off to a roaring start. Alek Wolter yanked the door open, and the half-dozen news videographers he had summoned poured into the hall, capturing the incredible spectacle on video. Wolter and his associates waited until the crowd and the videographers alike were preoccupied with the eye-popping activity all around them. Then they began moving in slow sinister fashion towards the edges of the crowd. Wolter was flexing his hands like a bandit getting ready to swipe a diamond necklace. That’s when Dean quickly sent out a high-energy thought: Dayna! NOW! Dean watched from the stage as Wolter’s grim face suddenly dissolved into an expression of confusion. A plastic-wrapped steel cable had appeared out of nowhere, wrapping itself over and over with lightning-fast speed around his arms and body, then around his thighs, and then around his calves and ankles. At the same time, a thick cloth stuffed itself into his mouth, and then wrapped and tied itself around the back of his head. A pair of heavy-duty clamps then materialized, securing the loose ends to other parts of the cable – and in far less time than it takes to tell it, Wolter was pinioned. The red light behind his shirt was flashing frantically on and off, but there was nothing he could do. Around the perimeter of the hall, his four associates were likewise trapped, wrapped, and gagged. No one in the hall paid any attention to them except for Dean, Dayna, and four other key people. Suddenly, with no warning, the five emissaries vanished. Nobody apart from the six people watching had even seen them. The videographers may have looked around for them afterwards, but that search was pointless. Wolter-and-company had been but now they were gone – to some other place altogether. After another twenty minutes, Dean checked his watch and raised the foghorn. All the media cameras were still running, so the timing was perfect. He blasted the foghorn and, in the space of five seconds, three-quarters of the people in the hall were sitting down once again, with the rest making their way back to their tables briskly as their movement was not now blocked by the hundreds of others already seated. “I hope you all enjoyed that as much as I did,” Dean said without a hint of irony. “We’ll have other opportunities for you to meet each other through the rest of the weekend. For now, though, we need to have a slightly more serious talk with you. At this point, I’m asking the videographers to kindly leave the hall. You’ve gotten some splendid footage, I’m sure, but we have other and more private matters which we need to discuss now.” He waited for the journalists to leave, and then went on. “I’m going to get Joey to join me for this part, since the story really begins with him.” Joey took up the thread, talking briefly about his unhappy earlier life, his first meeting with Dean where he sensed a kind of connection, their subsequent second meeting and his realization that there was indeed a connection, and that he wasn’t the only person in the whole crazy world who shared this kind of weird ability – and how that discovery transformed his own view of life. “All of you who shared a similar kind of liberated feeling on making the same discovery, please raise your hands.” Easily four-fifths of the hands went up. Dean then narrated how they had first heard the voice and went on to retell the subsequent occasions when the voice had spoken to them. He paused briefly, to ask how many other people had heard a similar voice in their bodies. This time, the number of hands raised was smaller, but still scattered widely throughout the huge crowd. Dayna now described the research they had done, and the discoveries they had made, step by step, ending with the most startling one of all – that Peter might share their abilities, but he was not a descendant of Nora Ludlow. That brought a number of gasps. As Dean and Dayna had both rightly guessed, they weren’t the only family researchers in the crowd – but all had fallen into the same error of assuming that Nora had been the only progenitor of the “shifters,” as they now routinely thought of themselves. It was time. Dean now explained in detail what the voice had said to them on the last occasion they had heard it, and how they now knew that there were seven forebears. “We weren’t told, but we assume that the seven were geographically spread around the globe – perhaps one each for North and South America, one for Europe, one for north and west Asia, one for south and east Asia, one for Africa, and one for Australia and Oceania – or something of that sort. “We know this much for certain, at least, that Peter’s ancestor was born in Tonga the same year as Nora was born here in Chicago, and we guess that whatever happened to them occurred at birth, or at least at some point before they reached puberty – that would be somewhere in between 1890 and, say, 1912 – give or take a bit. We’re also quite sure that the voice we have heard must also have spoken to our seven forebears, since Nora herself told her granddaughter, when she was asked about the special abilities, ‘You’ll have to ask the Starman.’ Since then, the abilities to shift appear to have spread entirely by the blood line. If that’s true in our case, it would seem logical that it should also be true in the lines of the other six originals.” Dayna picked up the thread. “The voice appears to represent some kind of overarching intelligence, so advanced as to be free of the need for a physical self, whose mission is to shepherd the growth of intelligence throughout the universe. We here, all of us, are the product of an experiment by which this intelligence hopes that humanity may become ready to move to the next and higher stage of its development. “One thing we feel quite certain to be true: the owner of the voice has been watching and supervising us all our lives, and we are sure that this greater intelligence is thoroughly aware and knowledgeable about every single person in this room, and all the others who are not here. “One other important point which we have clearly noted: the voice informs us, advises us, suggests our course of action, but never threatens or compels us to do anything. We all remain free agents, with complete liberty to choose our own direction. We have also heard the voice state, more than once, that the highest value we should seek for ourselves is the value of compassion. And to us it seems completely clear that compassion necessarily must be the polar opposite of compulsion.” Dean spoke again. “In that spirit, I must pass on to you a warning which the voice gave us, a warning about the emissaries of a spirit of negation and evil which will seek to disrupt our progression by any means possible. Since this evil intelligence cannot, like the one which speaks to us, directly intervene in the actions of humanity, it has to send emissaries in the shape of humans. You can recognize them by the tiny flashing red light which appears here,” as he gestured to his heart. “It is their communication link with the power which has sent them. They are strong, but they have no other powers beyond those shared by every human. That gives us an advantage in avoiding them – for avoid them we must. If one of those emissaries touches us, we will lose our special powers and be deleted from the experiment. But we will also be deleted if we use force to injure or kill them, since the use of dangerous force is also the negation of compassion.” Deidra now spoke. “We’re going to give you some time now to discuss these matters amongst yourselves, and to sort out your feelings about what we have told you. We have shared with you what we know. We’re acutely aware that there is still far more that we do not know. We’ll be moving around the hall as you talk. Feel free to flag us down for any advice or questions.” The meeting now moved into a kind of more serious, seminar-like mode -- a world removed from the earlier joyous free-for-all. All of the seven were moving around in different areas of the hall, giving people a chance to seek clarification from them. The more open-ended format gave Dean a chance to talk to Dayna for a minute. “So, what happened to Wolter and company?” “They’re fine. We dropped them off, safe and sound.” “Dropped them off? Dayna?” It was the same penetrating tone in which their mother had once addressed them when trying to find out which of her two mischievous toddlers had gotten into the cookie jar. “After Lex, Theo, Andrea, and I got them all neatly trussed up, Julie shifted them off to Pitcairn Island.” “Dayna! Seriously?” “Yup. Nice remote location. Very quiet and peaceful. Should take them quite a while to make their way back to civilization from there.” “I always knew you had a dangerous, devious mind, dear sister! Anyway, neat work, getting all those cables and clamps ready for them and then finding several other people who could shift those things and wrap them up so quickly.” After another hour, the foghorn called everyone back to order. This time, it was Jaysen and Peter who rose to speak, Peter going first. “The most significant thing that has happened to the seven of us has been the discovery of a new ability, the ability to speak to each other in our thoughts. For most of us, it arrived after a moment of major shock, or major emotional upheaval. At first, we were hearing each other’s voices speaking in clear words, inside our heads, but now we have found that even our thought processes fly between us at lightning-fast speeds. Some of you may well find yourselves developing such an ability after the events of this weekend, and if you do, we’d certainly be happy to discuss it with you. The important thing to remember if you do is that it’s a kind of secure channel – since our enemies, the evil emissaries, lack this ability.” Then Jaysen took up the challenge of wrapping the afternoon session. “You may not have noticed earlier on that we were being filmed, but by now – if you check your phones or tablets – you will see that we are front-page news all over the planet. You may very well want to discuss during dinner how you may consider dealing with this when you return home, as there’s a very good chance that one or more people you know will see you in the news videos. “This is undoubtedly more than you bargained for, and for that we apologize. We did not summon the news media here – that was the work of the enemy emissaries which Dean described for you earlier – but in actual fact it squares exactly with the mission which the voice laid out for us the last time it spoke: that it was time to reveal our presence to the world. “In the end, we feel certain that the mere fact that there are so many of us – many thousands more than are here, remember – makes it even more essential than ever before for us not to cower or hide in shadow any longer. We are who we are, and it’s time for us to stop hiding and live our lives openly. We owe that equally to our ancestors and to our children!” There was loud applause and enthusiastic cheering, but also some noises of disagreement. Then everyone was asked to vacate the room for an hour so the hotel staff could set the tables for dinner. The seven got together for a quick moment before dinner was served. Dayna had a chance then to update the others on how Wolter and the other emissaries had been neutralized and removed from the scene without any harm. Everyone congratulated her on the neatness of her plan. During the meal, there were no more speeches, but there were many animated conversations, and those continued long past dinner around the bar in the anteroom. It was plain that the clan were – for the most part – ready and willing to deal with the fallout from the very public revelation of their abilities which was even now roaring all around the world’s media. Time would tell how well that readiness would hold once the ensuing firestorm burst upon them.

I am there to get raw loads in my ass..my cock isnt important..now if you want me to totally go crazy work my nips while breeding my hole....

Never got into twinks much when I was younger, but now that I'm 55, I find myself drawn to them. That's where the step dad/Uncle fantasy comes in. I want to pull them close and kiss them and teach them how much pleasure there is to be had from every nerve ending of their lips and nipples and cock and ass.

Whilst there are usually nuanced, well thought out answers on these forums, I always wonder what people really expect the general consensus for a question that reads "should I fuck raw" (no matter the other factors) would be...I have seen response equating to "no" but my completely unscientific hunch [I have been around the forums for > 10 years] is that on this forum the consensus for "should I fuck raw" is usually "yes, so long as it is legal".

Love love love this

I love using the bottom's cum as lube on my cock. Something so hot about sliding into them with their own sperm being the lube for my entry.

Just took a hot load from a guy on sniffies at the adult book store with booths. Neither of us could host at the time so I said I’ll pick you up. Picked him up and drove there, sucked him off and an uncut BBC stuck through the hole. Sucked him off for a bit and sadly he wouldn’t fuck me raw so I let him fuck with a condom for a bit. Went back to the original guy and had him dump a load in my ass.

Love a nice hairy butt planted on my face while a guy spreads his cheeks for me to get in nice and deep and taste the hot hairy sweaty hole. Mmmmmmm nothing nicer. Love it.

wasn’t too painful for me at all. my older brother has a pretty big dick and it had just gotten to its full size but he and his 2 buddies he shared me with had been working my pussy open with a 6 inch jelly dildo for a few weeks while I sucked their cocks pretty much every day. plus they had already figured out how to douche my boyhood clean so there was no messy first time. I managed to take all 3 of their loads 3 times each. my brother made sure to go first even though he had the biggest cock, so that he could always say he took my viginity. lol but technically since I was the first person he ever fucked, he lost his virginity to me also, as did my younger brother, 2 of 3 cousins that fucked me, several boys from my school, one of my fuckbuddies younger brothers, another fuckbuddies younger sister, and a few other randoms, including a horny young guy who just fucked me this winter. so while ive only lost my virginity 3 times (top/bottom/and topping a girl) I have actually had over a dozen people lose their virginity to me. the key is, my brother had me ready to get fucked so I loved it from the first time and was willing to get fucked by anyone, anytime, anywhere right away. like all guys had to say is “wanna get fucked?” and I would be ready to take it. plus getting fucked by my brothers big meaty cock regularly made it easy for me to start getting fucked by large men when I did, including big dicked black men. pretty sure I was the only boy in class getting DPed as a freshman. lol

Hey bud, can you post some vids of him? Thanks!

By this time I was incredibly horny and willing to take some risks. The bathroom had a toilet hose (which is pretty rare in Europe) and I used it to clean my ass thoroughly and then trimmed my ass carefully with my trimmer. I wanted an excuse to call the host so I turned off the hot water faucet on the geyser and called him to complain about no hot water. I then stripped completely and wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for him, with my heart beating like crazy. After 20 mins he opened the door and found me sitting on the sofa chair in my towel, with one leg exposed and the towel barely covering my boner. He paused and gave me that cheeky smirk again, which I returned. Just seeing him made my cock jump in the towel and I'm sure he noticed. Then he walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. When he came out I had one hand inside the towel and I smiled at him and he was obviously staring at me. He said to me in his thick accent "you look good" and my heart jumped, and I knew for sure then. I told him "You're hot" while stroking my cock inside my towel. He just walked over and pulled me up and and kissed me on the lips. For almost 5 mins we just kissed, with our hands exploring each others' bodies and our tongues wrestling. I felt his big biceps and his tight pecs while he squeezed and fondled my ass. I broke off the kiss and pushed him down on the sofa chair and started kissing his smooth legs and slowly moved up to his crotch, biting and licking through the fabric. Then I pulled down his shorts to reveal his beautiful cock which was still flaccid but at least 5 inches even soft. I got on my knees and devoured his cock with my mouth, covering it with my spit and alternating between his balls and the shaft. I felt his cock grow quickly in my mouth till it was at least 7 inches and fucking thick! It was the perfect cock, with thick veins and tight, full balls that I couldn't get enough of. As I was bouncing my head on his magnificent cock, he reached back and tugged off the towel to make me completely naked as I became his cocksucking slut. He licked one finger and started tapping and prodding my hole with his finger which drove me crazy.

Chapter 11: The Threat When all the planning discussion had ended, they all sat back, looking a bit exhausted – not from hearing the voice, but from the sheer amount of information that their brains had just processed. As Dean said later, it was like taking an all-nighter of final exam cramming for a course where you’d skipped four-fifths of the classes, and then squeezing it all into a quarter of an hour. What had become clear to all of them was that they had been overruled. For months, they (or most of them) had demurred from the possibility of contacting other members of the Nora Ludlow bloodline. Now, it had become plain that the duty imposed on them by the voice truly forced them to do this with the results of all their research as a first step. Several of them took part in the work of locating and booking a venue for their planned event. A great deal of anxious thought went into writing the mass email they planned to send out. Each of them took a turn at playing the skeptical recipient, wondering why somebody had sent them an email invitation to a reunion of descendants of someone they’d never even heard of. Thanks to her extensive theatre background, Dayna did this better than anyone – although the eternally-sardonic and ironic Deidra ran her a close second. Jaysen, too, proved to be surprisingly good at picking holes in their communal efforts. In the end, they’d come up with a letter which had withstood the most determined efforts to knock it apart, a letter which (they hoped) combined the qualities of enticement and open-eyed innocence in equal quantities. By common consent, it had been created as a joint missive from Dean and Dayna. Since both of them had careers where they could be easily researched by suspicious readers, it was hoped that there names would serve as a guarantee of sincerity. ******************** Dear __________: We’re writing to you today to send you an exciting invitation to our extended family reunion. We are planning to bring together as many as possible of the nearly one thousand known living descendants of Nora Ludlow, who was born in Chicago in 1890 and passed away in that city in 1939. To give you a reference point, we are 31-year-old twins, and Nora Ludlow was our three-times-great-grandmother. It’s time for all of us to be seen and heard! Our own family has proven to be full of people with unusual skills and interests, and we’re sure the same will be true of all of you as well. We’ll be looking forward to sharing these unique skills and interests with each other. At this reunion, we will have some striking family-related news to communicate to all of you. The reunion is planned for Chicago, in order to make attendance as easy as possible, especially for those coming from outside the country. We’re looking forward to getting to meet in person as many of you as can make it. The big reunion will be held on the weekend of October 3-5, 2025, at the Riverview Grande Hotel, 290 N Clark St, Chicago, IL 60654, with the main event at 3:00 pm on Saturday, October 4. At this event, there will be hors d’oeuvres and a free bar, with dinner to follow. PLEASE REPLY to this email invitation by September 19, 2025, to indicate whether you will be “coming”, “not coming”, or “possible but not yet sure.” If coming [1] Indicate any dietary concerns which we will do our best to accommodate. [2] Transfer $35 for dinner to the reunion email address given below. For any more detailed questions or concerns, email us at: [think before following links] https://ludlowclanreunion.org/admins/ Note: Due to the size of the group being invited, we can only accommodate at this event those people who are direct bloodline descendants of Nora Ludlow. For hotel reservations, at the special reunion rate of $119/night, send email with “Ludlow Clan Reunion” in the subject line to: [think before following links] https://riverviewgrandechiil.com/ Yours truly, Dean Coultridge and Dayna Coultridge, Reunion Organizing Co-Chairs, San Diego CA ******************** Jaysen was the first to volunteer to underwrite part of the cost to keep the prices reasonable. Others in the group volunteered what they could afford. Jaysen also gave them some invaluable help in organizing and setting up a whole series of blind email addresses so they could send the messages out from multiple accounts without getting snagged by anti-spamming regulations, since every message was to be personally addressed. Then, they divided the entire list of email addresses – well over 900 of them – into seven equal lists, and everybody took a share of the letter-addressing responsibility. All the emails were set to go out at 2:00 am Pacific time on Thursday, May 1. And all of the seven crossed their fingers and waited with bated breath as that date drew near. On the previous Saturday, Dean and Joey were having dinner at the club with Dayna and Wade, laughing in the most carefree way at Dean’s stories of the antics of passengers on a business flight he’d been on earlier in the week, when a shadow fell across the table. “Good evening.” They looked up at the sound of the unfamiliar, deep-toned voice and met a pair of dark, staring eyes. “My name is Alek Wolter, and I am here in the interest of the family of one Nora Ludlow. I’ve been reliably informed that you have been displaying a great deal of interest in her, and in all of her descendants, lately.” Dayna cast her eyes down. It was plain that the dark-suited, dark-eyed Mr. Wolter was giving her a severe case of “the creeps.” Wade slid a little closer and put his arm around her. Dean was also getting a serious bad vibe, but he answered civilly. “Is it strange that we should show an interest in our ancestors and our relatives?” “Perhaps not strange, no. Perhaps ‘uncomfortable’ might be closer to the truth.” “Uncomfortable for whom?” Joey wasn’t being quite so civil in tone as Dean, and Wolter turned a cold gaze on him. “While it would perhaps make my… ‘clients’… uncomfortable, it will almost certainly become uncomfortable for all of you, and the others.” As he said those words, Joey felt a distinct chill, as if a gust of cold air had blown over him – but the air wasn’t moving. At the same time, he noticed something else. Through the material of Wolter’s crisply-ironed white shirt, he could just make out a tiny red light flashing over the breastbone. Dean took up the thread again. “What do you want with us?” Wolter laughed. He actually laughed, and all four of them felt their flesh creeping. “With you? I want nothing with you. You are of no interest to me. I am here to protect the interests of the people I represent. And it is in their interest that you should stop your investigations, at once.” Dayna spoke in that icy, challenging tone which had served her so well with numerous obnoxious men through the years who refused to take no for an answer. “And if we don’t?” Wolter paused for a moment and Joey saw the light flashing again before he spoke. “There will be certain… repercussions.” Dean resumed his politest tone. “Thank you for stopping by to speak to us. We’ll take into account everything you’ve said as we decide how to proceed.” Wolter gave a slight bow, with a mocking grin on his face, then turned and left them. Joey immediately sent out a thought message to all of them: Talk about something else. Let’s not discuss this until we’re in private. Their agreeing thoughts came in one by one. The remainder of dinner was accompanied by some amusing theatre stories from Dayna, and by Dean discreetly prodding Wade to find out a bit about his earlier life and family background. As they rose from the table, Dayna invited them all to her condo for a nightcap. Once they were all seated in Dayna’s living room, the debriefing began, with Joey the first one to speak. “He’s bad news, no question about it, but I think he has nothing to do with any relatives of Nora Ludlow. Did anyone else notice the flashing red light?” They shook their heads. “Just a small light, right here…” and he thumped his breastbone, just by the heart, “…but I could see it through his shirt front. There were a couple of times when he paused in speaking to us while that light flashed two or three times – and then he went on. It was like he was listening to some kind of instructions.” “Like orders from above.” “Right, Wade. So he’s a representative, an emissary, of some kind.” “The question is, for whom?” Wolter is dangerous. You should avoid him as much as possible. He and his kind can ruin the entire experiment. Do not let him physically touch you, ever. There was the voice again. And Dean took up the challenge. “I know that you said we shouldn’t ask you but ask ourselves and we have done that. But is there any more you can tell us about Alek Wolter and the danger he represents to the experiment?” Yes. It is time that you should know. We represent the great overarching collective intelligence which grows out of and guides all of the universes. It is our particular mission to guard and guide this universe and guide the growth of intelligence wherever we find it within these confines. Our experiment with you and your world is to foster the development of those positive powers and qualities of mind in your race, always mingled with and tempered by the essential, fundamental spirit of compassion. You correctly described Wolter as an emissary. He was sent by the rebellious malicious intelligence which seeks always to undermine our quest. In parting company with the positive force, this negative or evil intelligence, which we can call the “Undermind,” severely limited its ability to influence the course of evolution, although it also gained significant powers which we do not share. Since the Undermind cannot itself directly intervene in the growth and development of the universes, it must send out emissaries in the shape of an inhabitant race of a specific world. Wolter, and the others like him who have been sent into your world, are these emissaries. They have been sent here because the Undermind has become aware of this experiment, and of how near it has come to achieving the breakthrough which is our objective. The emissaries have great physical strength and endurance but, unlike yourselves with your shifting and thinking abilities, they possess no powers which are not shared by the entire human race. This limitation on them is your best and surest defence in dealing with them. The flashing red light which you have seen comes from a tiny implant which is their communication channel to the power of the Undermind which sent them. Since they have only limited abilities to think for themselves, the emissaries’ need to pause for instructions from their sender will always give you a slight time advantage in dealing with them. It is critically important that you do not allow them to physically touch you. If they do, they can instantly remove your shifting and thinking abilities, thereby deleting you from the experiment. The deletion cannot be reversed by us. The other way in which such a deletion can occur is if you personally cause any physical harm to one of the emissaries, or to any of your fellow human beings. In such a case, deletion will follow because you have abandoned the core principle of compassion. Now that these emissaries have come, you must proceed with your work will all possible speed, to lead your people towards the breakthrough which will help them transcend the current limits of their physical life within this world. The four of them sat and stared at each other after the voice fell silent. At last, Dean spoke. “We need to get together with the other three as fast as possible.” He lapsed into thought-speech. Mom? Jaysen? Peter? One after another, their replies came in. Did you pick up that long speech from the voice? Again, they all agreed. Let’s get together right now. We’re at Dayna’s place in town. You all know where it is. Mom, are you at home? I can come and get you. Within moments, Jaysen and Peter appeared in the room, just as Deidra’s affirmative response came through. Dean vanished, and reappeared ten seconds later, holding Deidra close to him. Now, the seven were all assembled. They had plenty to discuss.

I am straight, I clean Airbnbs and found a used condom in the trash last month, i don’t know what came over me but I felt I had to taste the cum inside. it was a much bigger load than I can produce, I first stuck my finger in it and tasted it, it wasn’t so bad. so I made it inside out and jerked off, Just as I came I sucked all the cum out of it and swallowed it all, what a thrill. I now search through the trash every time.

On my way home one night, i had been jogging at the high school track to try and burn off stress and energy, i was driving slowly through my neighborhood in Philly with the windows down cooling off as i drove. I saw a sexy pair of legs in high heels attached to a fine looking ass. She was walking on one side of the street, strutting like the hookers on Broad street. I slowed down and drank in her sexy ebony body and she suddenly stumbled. I stopped my car. I dont know why i got out to see if she was ok, but i did. “Are you ok?” As i bent over her to help her up. She looked up at me with her pretty green eyes and smiled, “yes baby, im ok. Just a little buzzed from a party.” Let me help you up i said as i averted my eyes from hers, and as i grabbed her hands my eyes went to the top of her legs. She had perfect legs and as i helped her up her skirt jacked up even higher and i wasnt sure what i saw in a quick flash. “Whats your name sexy man?” She said. Bobby i said. “Can you give me a ride home? I thought i could walk home from the party but after that I shouldn’t.” Her eyes drank me in, her hands still held mine and as she teetered over me in her stilletos, her essence washed over me. Her breath smelled like booze and cigarettes and she was close enough to stick her tongue out and lick my forehead. “I’d love to give you a ride, what your name baby?” Chen-Chen she said in a sexy kind of growl. I walked her to the car, opened the door for her and before she got in she touched my cheek and said, “ i love sexy gentlemen who know how to treat a lady”. And she sat down and swung one leg at a time in the car, giving me a glimpse way up her thigh. I thought i saw a cock swing into my car before the second leg and as i shut the door her eyes met mine and then she saw that i was hard in my running shorts. i got in, and asked her “where to baby?” Chen-Chen said she lived near the train station. So i put the car in gear as she leaned over and changed the radio to a jazz channel. She lit a cigarette and blew the smoke out of her nose as she scooted across the seat to put her hand on my hard on. “Ooooh Bobby baby what do you got for Chen-Chen?” She rubbed and i moved to give her more access. We stopped at a stop sign and she pulled my dick out and as she blew smoke out of her nose she kissed me. She smiled and said “drive honey”, then she dropped her head to my cock and started licking and sucking. She worked my cock and balls and at another stop sign she pulled my shorts off. I moaned loudly as she sucked my balls into her mouth and she squeezed my dick in her hand. She moaned back and said she loved sweaty balls and ass like mine. She dove deeper and lifted my ass off the seat ass her tongue dug into my ass. I moaned and writhed. I pulled over by the train station when she stuck a finger into my ass. She sensed we had stopped and looked up. She sat up and squeezed my hardon and told me where to go as she slowly jacked me. She directed me into an alley and we parked by a dumpster and a fence. I turned the car off and she pulled my head down to her lap and then i sucked that beautiful brown dick into my mouth. She leaned back against her door and put her legs on my shoulders and as she stroked my hair she encouraged and directed me as i devoured her cock and balls. She arched her back and her slick hole met my tongue. “Eat Me baby!, get my pussy ready for that big dick of yours”. Her hole was wet and smelled like cum, her cheeks were sticky and i was in heaven! I could hear her mumbling and mewing from between her thighs and then she pulled me up, turned around and said “FUCK ME BOBBY”!!! She slammed back onto my cock and i fucked her as hard as i could. I grabbed her hips and pounded her hole for all i was worth. She moaned and moaned and bucked and squeezed and finally i burst and came with a primal yell! My dick was pumping on every heartbeat, my eyes saw stars, and i collapsed and her back in a sweaty grinding moaning being. Her ass was milking me and after what seemed like an hour my cock plopped out like a champagne cork. Chen-Chen leaned back and sat in my lap and reached an arm around and pulled me in for a kiss. My hands began to roam her body, i pinched her nipples and one hand stroked her wet sticky cock. When she broke the kiss she purred, “Damn Bobby! I need some more of that!” I mumbled sure and she said let’s continue this at my place around the corner. As i pulled away and we headed in that direction she lit a cigarette and as i slowed under a streetlight she scooped some cum from under her package and raised her fingers to my mouth to lick….

I just don't see the point of fucking, especially raw, if you're not going to deposit the sperm inside. Outside is a waste.

He's a church minister now, of all things.

Get me real hard

Part 5 (Programming note: I’m switching the POV to first person and will write the next section or two in the first person from Adam’s point of view. Hope that isn't confusing.) Josh kept playing with my hole while we made out in the back of Matt’s van. Every so often, he would tap the end of the huge butt plug that was stretching my ass open like never before. Every time I would moan deeply. My brain was kind of scrambled by the drugs and the intense lust I was feeling. The plug felt good but I wanted more cock. My brain was consumed by the desire to get fucked again and again. After a while, we stopped and the side door of the van opened. Josh gave the butt plug in my cunt one last thumping and we rearranged what little clothing we were wearing so we could get out. Matt and Ben grinned at us and Matt said “you ready faggot?” I got out of the van and we were in a small parking lot behind a four story brick building in a part of town I did not know. Matt didn’t wait for me to respond, he just grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet and out of the van. I was pretty unsteady on my feet from all of the drugs, so he held onto me so I didn’t lose my balance. I grabbed him around the waist and looked up into his face, which was grinning down at me. “Come on buddy boy. We’re gonna have some fun with you tonight!” The others just laughed and Josh jumped out of the van, holding onto Ben, reaching up to give him a quick kiss. I realized that I needed more pressure on my ass, so I started to reach into my shorts to touch the butt plug which was still deeply lodged in my hole. Matt saw what I was about to do and swatted my hand away.” “Bad faggot. Don’t touch the plug. Leave your pussy filled up. You’ll thank me later.” We walked to the nondescript door, Matt pressed a button and the door buzzed open. We all filed inside and we entered a small lobby with a window. Matt walked up and started conversing with the guy in the office, laughing and making jokes I couldn’t hear. The man in the back was handsome, in his 20s with a scruffy beard, hairy chest and no shirt on. He took Matt’s credit card and handed him back four keys, that I later found out were for our room and several lockers. Matt grabbed me and steered me toward the next door, which also buzzed open, and we entered the club. Loud house music was playing and we quickly found the large sling room that Matt had rented. I was still confused about what was going on, the drugs and my overwhelming need for cock meant I couldn’t really focus on much except my hole. I kept trying to touch the plug in my ass but one of the others would swat my hand away. We arrived at a door that said 101 on it, and was right across from a large shower area, sauna, steam room and hot tub. Matt opened the door and we all went inside. The guys quickly undressed me and I instinctively reached around again to play with the buttplug in my ass. This time Josh slapped my hand away and grinned. “Christ, faggot. Wait.” He grabbed my clothes and he and Ben briefly disappeared. When they came back a moment or two later, they both had towels wrapped around their waists, and Josh handed me a key. They all put their phones and, I later found out, my phone in a small locker in the room that Matt locked with his key. “That’s your locker key, faggot. But you won’t need it until you leave. Which won’t be for hours.” He reached over and put the elastic band around my upper arm, and pushed me back onto the bed. When I hit the mattress, the buttplug rubbed my prostate and made me moan, which elicited laughter from them. The room was dimly lit with a large flat screen TV playing bareback pro on one wall and a sling in the middle. I had heard of slings before but had never seen one, let alone gotten fucked in one. That was about to change. Josh said “Hey Matt, is Kevin gonna join us for some fun with the boy on his break? Might as well invite the staff to use our cumdump." They all laughed, and Matt said that Kevin (who I assumed was the hot man behind the window at the entrance) would be joining us later when his shift was over. “He’s also got some good shit for us.” Matt grinned and held up a small zippered pouch. “Gotta replenish our supplies.” He quickly held up four more loaded syringes and handed one to Josh and one to Ben. Then Matt pulled me up and pushed me toward the sling. I looked at him, confused, not understanding what I was supposed to do. He just laughed and said “lean back and I’ll help you up there.” I leaned back in the sling, he helped me into the leather seat and quickly secured my legs in the stirrups. I heard a sound and realized that Josh and Ben had both done their slams, the arm bands clicked off and both of them started to cough. Matt grinned at Josh and Ben who were making out on the bed, lost in each other, then he tied both of our arms off and inserted the needle into my arm. “Don’t move. OK?” I nodded and my heart started to race in anticipation of what was about to happen. He pulled back and got a register of blood on mine and then on his. He pushed the plunger down on his rig, then mine and reached over the release the band on my arm and then his, and when he put his arm in the air, I followed. My brain went into overdrive as the strong slam hit me hard. I started to cough and could feel my ass muscles pulling the buttplug in as far as it could possibly go. Matt leaned over and started to kiss me hard on the mouth. “Can’t wait to fuck you up some more and watch the rest of the guys in here use your pussy. You want that, Adam?” I grinned like a lunatic, nodded and said “I want it so bad, Matt. Please. Put your cock inside me.” Matt laughed and said “soon, boy. Don’t worry your hole is going to be dripping cum.” He reached over to the small pouch and pulled out a pill bottle, handing yellow pills to both Ben and Josh and took one himself. He popped the pill in his mouth and took a swig of water from a bottle on the table, handing the bottle to the others. They both laughed and swallowed the pill, stroking their cocks so they got hard. “Take that boner pill, guys. Let’s get this pig some loads. What do you say?” With that, Matt opened the door so people in the hallway could see my big hairy ass in the sling. The sling faced the doorway, so if you were in it, everyone could see when they walked by. I kept reaching down to push the plug further into my ass with my right hand, absently playing with my nipples with the left. Ben and Josh were making out on the bed, while Matt watched both of them and me, slowly stroking his huge, uncut cock. After a few minutes of relaxing and getting into our slams, I noticed a couple of men skittishly walking past the door. Then a man barely covering his crotch with the tiny bathhouse towel looked in and grinned. He was a tall muscular man, covered in dark hair with a buzz cut and a trim beard. I wanted him inside me more than anything I’d ever wanted before. “You boys got this faggot fucked up.” He could see a tiny drop of blood in the crook of my arm. “Playing darts? Naughty, naughty.” Matt laughed and said “You’re just mad because you didn’t get to watch me slam him into the stratosphere.” He laughed and said “you’re right about that. How many loads are in his cunt now?” “I dunno, seven or eight. Our dad fucked him earlier at our apartment.” “Wait. What? Your Dad? FUUUUUUCK that’s hot.” Matt laughed and said “we get that a lot. That’s my brother Josh over there and his boyfriend Ben.” Josh looked up from sucking Ben’s cock with lust in his eyes. “Hey man, you’re fucking hot. Take off that damn towel. Wanna see your cock.” The guy walked into the room and removed the towel to show off a very thick, uncut cock that was held in place by a thick metal ball stretcher and had a thick ring going through the head of his cock. Josh whistled and said “that’s gonna look good buried in his fagdump. You wanna be his first bathhouse load? He’s never been here before. We thought we should show him an extra good time.” The guy laughed and said “sure, that sounds like a good plan. If we’re lucky I got 3-4 loads in me. I’m Pete.” Matt stood up and grabbed Pete by the neck and kissed him deeply. “Nice to meet ya, I’m Matt and the pig is….well, he’s a fag. Basically just a hole. You can call him faggot or cunt.” For some reason, the way they were talking about me like I wasn’t in the room really turned me on, but my cock was shriveled up to nothing. If I wasn’t high I would be rock hard, but I was spun out of my head, and only wanted Pete’s dick (and every dick on the earth) inside me. I moaned and said “come on, man, stick your cock in my hole. I need more!” Matt laughed and said “see? He’s just a fucking fag hole. Go ahead and fuck him. Be sure to give him your load if you wanna shoot. All loads in his cunt.” Pete smiled and said “deal.” He walked over to the sling and touched the plug in my hole which made me moan loudly. “Damn this fag sure is noisy. Why don’t one of you plug his mouth cunt while I unplug his ass.” Matt stood up and slapped my face hard a couple times before he put his thick, floppy surfer dude cock in my mouth. I was in heaven. It quickly got fully hard but his foreskin still had some ass juice, jizz and piss under it which I greedily slurped. Suddenly, Pete grabbed the plug in my ass and yanked it out, dropping it on the table next to the sling. I gasped at the sudden emptiness in my ass and started to moan again, which caused Pete to slap my face this time. “Shut the fuck up, faggot. You want this cock?” “Yes sir! Please sir! Please breed my pussy!” All four of them laughed and Pete said “good little fagdump.” He spit in his hand, and lubed up his fat cock and quickly sank the entire length of it into my asshole. I moaned loudly as he buried his cock inside me. Ben and Josh were watching Matt and Pete use my holes, playing with each other’s cocks while three other men were standing in the doorway touching their cocks under their towels. I sure hoped they were going to wait their turns and use my holes.

PART II Adam walked into the house behind Matt and entered a slightly messy living room with two guys sitting on chairs playing a video game. They both looked up and laughed. “Fuck Matty, another fag? Is there ever a day when you’re NOT picking up some hot piece of ass on the beach?” All three of them laughed and Adam blushed. The guy thought he was hot. “I can’t help it, Ben, they just can’t resist my good looks and big fat cock. You know how fags are.” Ben laughed and the other guy chimed in “well, we’re both off work today, do we get to use this one, too? Or is his cunt reserved?” Matty looked at Adam and said “you’re gonna service my buddies. I’ll get you even more fucked up.\” Adam just stood there in the middle of the living room, completely naked. He felt like his cock SHOULD be hard, but it just wasn’t cooperating. He couldn’t stop himself from touching it, though, and also from idly playing with his nipples. “Yeah. Sure. I’d love to. I’ve never been this horny before.” Ben laughed and said “oh we’ve already gotten the little bitch high, have we? Sounds like you have a whole day of fun planned. Now I’m REALLY happy Josh and I are both off today.” Adam couldn’t believe all of this was happening to him. He was insanely attracted to all three of them. Josh and Ben were both in their early 20s like Matt, Ben was tall and lean, with a dark mop of curly hair, but didn’t have much hair on his body. Josh was shorter, like Adam, and bore a strong resemblance to Matt, sharing the blonde hair all over his body. Adam hesitated before asking “are you guys related?” Josh stood up and walked over to Matt. He put his arm around Matt’s waist and leaned up to kiss him. “We sure are. One gay brother, one bi brother. We’ve been messing around since we were kids. Matt got the height and a nice cock, I’m short as fuck, but I have a huge ass and an even bigger cock. You wanna see?” Josh stuck his hand down his shorts, played with his cock and gave Adam a wicked grin. “Um. FUCK yeah. I DO! I really want you all to fuck me.” Adam stopped himself, not believing that he had actually said the words out loud. He blushed again. All three of the other guys laughed and Ben went over to close the curtains. Didn’t need to put on a show for the whole neighborhood. Josh pulled his shorts down and walked over to Adam revealing a sexy yellow jockstrap that was heavily filled out with cock. “Come on, dude. Let’s get this fucking show on the road.” Ben paused the video game and turned the TV to some bareback porn. Josh sat back down in the chair, pulling Adam behind him. “You want my cock, fag? Come on. Let’s give it to you.” And with that, Josh pulled the pouch of his jockstrap aside and his huge cock fell out. It looked even bigger because the man it was attached to was only 5’6” tall. Adam’s eyes, pupils already dilated from the T, got even bigger and he immediately fell to his knees. “Can I suck your dick? Please?” Josh laughed and looked up at Matt. “Bro, where did you find this one? He’s cute as fuck and hungry!” Matt laughed, pulling his pipe and some other items out of the zippered pouch he brought in from the van. “I know right? They’re always staring at me when I change out of my wet suit at the beach. Sometimes you just gotta fuck em?” We can play video games anytime. How often can we gang bang a hot little piece of ass?” Josh looked down at Adam and slapped the boy lightly across the face. “What the fuck are you waiting for, fag? Suck my fucking cock.” Adam grinned and immediately impaled his mouth of Josh’s huge uncut cock. Adam was glad he’d had practice from Matt’s cock so his mouth was opened up, the drugs were also helping, but Adam just wanted cock. His entire brain was focused on it. Ben stood up, shucking his clothes and walked over to where Adam was sucking his boyfriend’s cock, slowing stroking his dick. Adam sucked Josh’s cock for a couple minutes completely lost in pleasuring the cock that was giving him so much deep pleasure. Eventually Ben grabbed Adam’s head, pulling him off Josh’s cock with a little moan from Adam and shoved his own 9” fat, cut cock all the way down Adam’s throat. He let the fag get used to his cock, and then started fucking his face hard with little mercy. Josh was making out with Ben, playing with his tits while Matt was busy prepping points for all four of them. He planned on using Adam for a couple of days. “Lighten up, Ben, we’ve got all day and I plan on getting us all FUCKED UP.” Ben laughed and pulled Adam off his cock, telling him “don’t worry fag, you’ll get more of that later. But first, let’s blast off.” He grabbed two of the points from Matt and pulled Adam over to the sofa. He quickly tied Adam’s arm off and told him to hold still. “You don’t want to move or you’ll hurt yourself.” He found a vein quickly and dispatched the liquid into Adam’s arm, pulled off the tourniquet quickly and watching Adam’s head explode. Adam began to cough and started grabbing at his tits and cock (which had shriveled and grown smaller) while he watched the other guys slam their T. Ben quickly did himself, while Matt did himself and then Josh. All three of them started to cough and Ben quickly grabbed Adam’s head, pulling him in to a deep kiss. “Get the fuck down the hall on our bed, faggot. Last door on the right.” He slapped Adam’s cheek hard and then his ass, sending the boy scurrying down the hallway, with all three boys following closely. When they got to the end of the hall, Adam was on the bed, with his ass high in the air, plug still in place. “Please, somebody fuck me! I need cock in my hole!” Matt shoved Josh onto the bed and fell on top of him, making out as they’d been doing for 10 years. Ben grabbed the buttplug out of Adam’s ass and quickly pulled it out, eliciting a moan from the fag. His hole was nicely open, gaping slightly. Ben stuck two of his fingers inside, again making him moan loudly and start begging for Ben’s cock. “You are one hungry little bitch, aren’t you?” All four of them laughed and Adam said “you have no idea. I’ve never been this hungry before. I wonder how many loads I can take? Should we find out?” The guys all laughed again and Ben slid his dick all the way into Adam’s hole with one shove, making the fag moan deeply for a long time. Matt rolled his brother onto his back and Josh grabbed his knees and rolled onto his back, pulling his ass cheeks apart. “Come on, big brother. Give me that fat fucking cock. You know how much I love it.” Matt laughed again, spit in his palm and quickly slid his dick into his brother’s hole. Once he bottomed out, he could tell that it was already loaded up. Matt smirked at Josh and said “Damn, you fucking filthy whore. Who’s load is that, baby brother?” Josh smiled while his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he moaned as his brother hit his prostate. “There’s three. One of them is Ben’s and the others are two randos we met on Grindr earlier. I was horny and feeling slutty,” he said. Matt smiled and said “so it was a day that ended in Y. You’re always a horny little slut.” Josh laughed and moaned loudly again as Matt’s fat cock pummeled his hole. He loved his boyfriend, but secretly he loved his brother’s cock even more. Josh leaned over and started making out with Adam, both short furry pigs getting their cunts nailed, while Matt and Ben started kissing each other while pounding the two fag bottoms. It was going to be a long afternoon.

Chapter 7: The Lie Stumbling through the alleyways, Tyler looked like hell. He was exhausted, drained, and could barely think. How nasty of a boy had he become, getting fucked in abandoned buildings? He questioned his entire being as he continued his trek home. Brandon was pissed off, his texts were seething with anger as to why Tyler hadn’t responded and asking where he was at. Brandon had indicated he went to work however, so this gave Tyler some ability to try and figure out his next moves. The alleyways were not without their own scum. Tyler passed by several desperate, yet hot boys, looking like they were just itching for their holes to be used. Homeless men slept behind dumpsters. Tyler felt a twinge in his hole, almost like this felt like home. No, he shook his head, what the heck was he thinking. Some of the men looked up at him while he walked by, practically licking their chops at his sexiness. He knew he looked like hell, but he was turned on by the men staring at him. He felt an urge to give in, maybe that transcendence he had seeing himself tied to a dumpster was his future. No, no, no! He shook his head again. He couldn’t think like that. This was just a series of bad choices, he could recover from this, he could be loyal. He tried to force Jax out of his head. He thought of all thhis mind turned to their sex. While it was good, it wasn’t Jax. Jax again began to pervade his mind, and regardless of how he tried to push him out, he invaded. Step after step, Jax stumbled in the darkness, closer and closer to home, trying desperately to formulate a plan or reason to explain to Brandon why he hadn’t responded. *** Jax entered Club Hedon, taking several turns down the winding halls. The music was intense tonight, an evil tone, pulsing through the walls. The boys were especially wild as he passed the wide open rooms and alcoves. Their sweat, their lust, their drive, was never ending. Jax smiled as he thought about Tyler, and how little he had experienced in the last week, and how his downfall was culminating slowly but surely. Jax entered a room, it was carpeted in maroon carpeting, with a very low lighting. The only lighting that was bright, centered in the middle of the room, where there was something that looked like a confessional kneeler from a church. Jax removed his clothes, down to his tiny briefs, exposing his beautiful body. He kneeled down, hands crossed on the support, and stared at the edge of the room. In front of him, sat six figures, highlighted only by the light bouncing off the shadows. “Tyler transcended for the first time tonight,” Jax’s monotone was back. The figures nodded, but showed no specific emotion. Their faces were hidden, their bodies robed. Jax continued, “It was a moderately intense transcendence. He saw the demons, so I was encouraged. He saw his relationship fall apart.” Again the nodding continued, with no input. “He does have a dark mind,” Jax smiled, “He transcended about his parents watching him”. A voice came from one of the six figures. “And is he ready for mania?” Jax pondered for a moment, his beautiful body gleaming in the light. “Close, but I do not believe he is there yet. The guilt is still strong, and while it turns him on, it still has a hold on him,” Jax responded, plainly. A somewhat angrier voice replied, “And you know that mania is the solution for the guilt. It is not your realm to control.” Jax nodded, unaffected by the slight uptick in anger. “Yes, but we have to break that initial barrier where it has the high likelihood of not being overcome. That was always in the realm of infidelity.” The figures looked at each other, leaning over to confer privately. Some nodded, some whispered. After a few moments of discussion their heads all turned back to Jax. “We agree with your assessment, but you must tread carefully as to not meddle in the next step. As soon as that threshold has been reached, you must immediately notify the council, so care and mentorship may be moved to mania.” Jax nodded, saying nothing. Another figure plainly stated, “Remove your faggot briefs. We will now break you, as your reward.” Jax stood, his hip bones protruding around his tight briefs, as he slide them down his body. 5 figures moved into the middle of the room, while another went off to the side, sliding out a wooden contraption. The contraption was somewhat square, with shackles on the top of it, and a long tail of two 2x4s that had shackles on the end of it, jutting out from the square portion. “Assume your position in the mount.” A voice stated. Jax bent over the top of the mount with the two shackles and his wrists were locked in the machine. The shackles were medieval, iron, rough, and unbreakable. With his wrists locked, Jax’s knees bent, touching the outcropping 2.4s, his tiny ankles lining up perfectly with the back shackles. He was locked. The figures surrounded him, with one positioning himself behind him, ramming into Jax. Jax’s eyes went pure black. His body locked. “You know you love this hell,” the man who rammed into him said. The music started to flood the room, the pulses lining up with Jax’s heartbeat. The reverberations from the initial ram into Jax were still echoing through his body, but the figure pulled out and started ramming Jax over and over again. On the said of the room, another figure began lighting cauldrons that burned intense heat, warming the room greatly. Beads of sweat began to drip from Jax. His eyes were black, with a deviant smile on his face. Another large dick slammed into his mount while the other figure continued to fuck him. The dick in his mouth gagged him profusely, but Jax did not care. He knew his place. He continued to gag. The other figures groped him, one pissing all over the scene, adding to Jax’s arousal. Pre cum began to drip from Jax’s dick, which was soft, yet still huge, and swinging back and forth with the brutal pounding. The man pounding him grabbed Jax’s jet black hair and yanked his head back with force. The dick flew out of Jax’s mouth. The man was bending Jax’s body, with force, and no mercy. No words were said. The man pounding Jax, instead of screaming, howled like a demon, blowing a fantastical load inside Jax, a load so large at it violented erupted from Jax’s hole while the man’s dick was still in him. The amount of cum was grotesque. The next man positioned himself behind Jax and the mounting proceeded. Six hours later, Jax was unshackled, his reward complete. A lake of cum existed below him. A lake of cum he must head before he would be allowed to leave. This wasn’t a chore for Jax, he wouldn’t have left without eating every single drop on the dirty carpet. The figures left the room, leaving Jax to clean up the mess he had made. The mounting was complete. *** Tyler entered his apartment, exhausted, but determined to fix the issue with Brandon. He pulled up his phone, texting Adam. “Hey, I need you. Can you help me?” “WTF LOL, it hasn’t even been 24 hours and you want more?” Adam replied via text. “I need you to come over, please, right now.” “LOL, wow, you nasty slut. You’re lucky that Aaron just went out with some friends. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” Adam replied again. Tyler then rushed downstairs to the street. His plan was in motion. The street was still filled with cars. At a break in the action, between stop lights, when the traffic calmed, Tyler tossed his cell phone into the middle of the street, in the most likely place that a car tire would be. Standing there, he waited. The next group of vehicles from the next green light began driving, and luckily, multiple cars smashed his phone. Once the traffic died down again, Tyler retrieved it. Evidence had been created. Just at that point, he saw Adam’s car pulling into the parking lot of his apartments. Tyler ran upstairs, waiting for Adam at the door to his apartment. “Holy fucking shit,” Adam cried, “What are you on fucking drugs?!” Tyler said nothing, lifting his shirt, revealing his hot diamond belly piercing, as if he was going to take it off fully, coaxing Adam inside. Adam walked in, and Tyler closed the door. Snapping around he confronted Adam forcefully. “So you want me to be your bitch right?” Tyler said. “Fuck yeah you dumb homo. I have ALWAYS wanted you like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve never been ok with you being with Brandon. And having you this afternoon was just a sample of the hell I want with you!” Adam replied excitedly. “Good,” Tyler replied nervously. He had to put all the pieces together here. “I need to create a reason for not being home today. Brandon is already upset.” Adam interjected, “Fuck yeah. You two break up you’re mine everyday!” Tyler put his hand up to pause Adam. Yes, he knew Adam wanted him like crazy, but he could also discern from the fucking earlier that Adam enjoyed the cheating as well. He needed Adam to continue to enjoy the cheating, so he went deeper. “No no Adam. You loved me cheating on Brandon right?” Tyler’s tone intensified, becoming more sultry and coaxing in its manner. “You looooooved it right? You want me to cheat on him with you right? Adam looked a bit stunned, not that he wasn’t wildly turned on, but more that Tyler was this dark. He wanted Tyler every day, but both of them cheating on their lovers was another layer that would be destroyed if Brandon broke up with Tyler. He nodded. “OK so we need to keep that going baby,” Tyler gently kissed Adam. He was nervous. He knew this was a rabbit hole that was going to have consequences. He knew Adam was harmless to Brandon, and he knew Brandon would trust him, so Adam could provide the perfect cover, at least for now. Only an hour earlier Tyler had thought that he could clean up his act and even considered stopping the slutting, but no, in the end, he had to fix the Brandon problem that happened today, and this was the potentially best way to do it. Tyler grabbed Adam’s hand and led him to his and Brandon’s bed. “This is where we make love, Brandon and I,” Tyler said nervously. He really felt a threshold being crossed, but desperation was too much. He couldn’t have Brandon question anything about his absence today. Tyler gulped, knowing the gravity of his words upcoming, but committed to them he continued, “Lets defile our bed, you and I Adam. Lets feel the corruption build between us and our lust consume any morality that we have!” Adam about turned into a monster at that point, but Tyler held him back for a final statement. “Adam, I will give you this all, but I need ONE THING from you,” Tyler said. “Which is?” Adam replied Tyler explained that he was a slut after Adam that afternoon, which only had Adam’s dick pulsing harder, and that he went silent on Brandon all day long. He explained that he was going to tell Brandon about him dropping his phone accidentally in the street which prevented a reply. But he needed Adam to vouch that they were hanging out and went out to eat and such trivial things that would lead Brandon to believe that everything was fine. “And you’ll let me keep coming over and defiling your relationship in the bed you share with him at all costs FOREVER?” Adam could barely contain himself. Tyler sealed the covenant. “Yes, forever.” Adam exploded, slamming Tyler down on the bed, tearing his sleeveless shirt right off him, in pieces. Pulling down Tyler’s shorts, he saw Tyler’s pink briefs, 100% soaked in cum, like he had bathed in it. “What the literal fuck did you do today?” Adam said, smelling the cum soaked into Tyler’s skin from his briefs as we pulled them down. “Fuck me baby,” Tyler deflected. He knew he had committed to a darkness he hadn’t believed he could. Adam slammed Tyler face first into the bed, slamming his big dick into him. Cum poured from Tyler’s hole by what seemed like the gallons. “Oh you are one sick piece of trash,” Adam said, licking Tyler’s ear. “But god fucking a goddamn loose slut hole is so much hotter than a tight one. I can barely feel my dick in you. The amount of men that have been in you must be massive!” Tyler grunted, his eyes started to glaze back, he was feeling transcendence come on, but he kept being pulled back into reality. “It feels good doing it where you make love doesn’t it?” Adam cried. “Its NEVER going to be same for you two, never ever going to be same.” The thrust were deep, but the hole was loose. Tyler didn’t care if he couldn’t feel it as well as when he was tight. What he cared about was that he was creating as airtight an alibi as possible, yet deep down, he knew he was getting Adam’s babies again. “Stare at the pictures of you two surrounding us!!!” Adam commanded. Tyler looked at the few pictures of him and Brandon happy together, over different portions of their relationship, on the nightstands next to the bed. The bed was bouncing now, Adam was fucking Tyler with great strength, holding his bony body to the bed, the mattress heaving with the lust and desires that Adam held. “Look at your fucking happiness unwind before you. Look at your world fall apart!” Adam laughed maniacally. “Look at the untimely end to everything. When you see him tomorrow, kiss him deeply, knowing your hell and demonic nature!” Tyler transcended. His spirit flung above the seen much quicker than before, the dark act disappearing from his view. He appeared in a labyrinth that was exceptionally dark, yet flints of red light hit the smoke in the maze. He was naked of course, beautiful as can be, with the red light bouncing off his piercings. He heard the sound of creatures nearby, guttural tormenting sounds of lust and desire being made. He started walking. Around a corner he saw himself again strapped to a dumpster, his dick pouring cum, his ass pouring cum, the neighborhood lined up to impregnate him. Another 90 degree turn and he saw himself on some wooden machine, shacked on all fours, as his ass was a waterfall for cum, his body even skinnier and bony. Another corner and he saw his parents, naked, fucking hard, and he began to precum. He stopped. He had to watch. They turned to him in their lust and screamed at him to turn away. Calling him demented and sick. He only smiled and stroked his dick in one hand, touching his body in a coaxing manner in the other, sliding his hand over all his bones, just begging to one to relinquish and want to touch him. They kept fucking and yelling at him in the same time. A flash occurred and Tyler was in another part of the labyrinth, the sounds of lust coming closer now. He felt like the transcendence was waning, but he tried to stay focused to keep it. He could hear Adam breaking into his visions… “Fucking garbage dump I am going to fuck you up in ways you’ll never imagine!” Adams voice came on strong, then faded into the distant. There in front of him Tyler saw his father masturbating like a fiend to naked videos of Tyler being used. His body already covered with cumloads from the amount of orgasms he had had. His father looked at Tyler standing there, screaming at him that he was a sick fuck. Tyler lost control and responded by telling his father how much he loved seeing his hairy naked body getting off to his demonic nature. His father couldn’t stop stroking but kept yelling. The scene was imploding on itself. He felt the brutal thrusts of Adam deeper and harder and more real inside him. Tyler reached out and touched his father’s hairy chest, lust materialized as an almost magical dust emanating from him. Lightning bolts shot through Tyler at the initial touch, extreme amounts of pleasure flowed through him like a jet, disgust filled his bones at his sickness, yet he moved his hand more, caressing the body. His dad furiously screamed to stop it, but made no attempt to stop him. Tyler felt a flash coming on and with no ability to stop it, he succumbed. He appeared in the room again surrounded by the creatures. This time he was being groped from every angle. Almost every part of his body was covered in hands, or claws, or whatever these things were. He could make out horns in the shadows protruding from the heads of the creatures. He felt contentment, rage, disgust. Then he felt a massive dick running down his skinny spine. This felt like it was the size of 10 dicks in one. He felt it press against his slutty hole and felt it open to accept it. No faces could be seen but he did not care. He was learning to not care about faces, not care about looks. The claws dragged against his perfect skin, and then he felt the most massive thing enter him and he saw his skin turn blood red. In front of his eyes, tattoos began to materialize all over his arms, legs, and anything else he could seen. He could make out faintly as they materialized, nasty words being etched into him. Words like slut, faggot, demon, seemed to swirl onto his body. He felt the etching continuing on his back, above his ass, down the back of his legs, although he couldn’t read it. The pain was immense but the pleasure was indescribable. Nothing that Brandon, Adam, Jax, or any of the 20 or so other boys did to him the nights prior had even a percent of a feeling of what bliss he was experiencing now. In his mind, he made up that we wanted to stay. Fuck the real world, he belonged here. As soon as Tyler’s mind was made up, his skin returned to normal and the vision began to fade. He desperately tried to conjure the pleasure he was feeling, anything to keep this transcendence, or whatever Jax called it alive. It felt reel. Fuck it could be real. He didn’t even understand how it was happening, but he didn’t care. He had stay! He started begging out loud to the shadows to let him stay, not to take him. But as he looked down he saw himself being sucked back into reality. Adam was turning him over on his back, his face sweaty and soaked with the sweat from their destruction. Entering reality Adam ferociously kissed Tyler. Tyler’s smooth pencil legs wrapped around Adam, pulling him as deeply as he could. Tyler’s hole longed for the massive dick he had just experienced, but alas, the feeling, and even the memory was starting to fade. Tyler’s dick released a copious cum load, without it being touched, as Adam was maniacally screaming, probably waking up the entire apartment complex. It didn’t matter, Tyler had practically lose all physical remembrance of his transcendence, his arms wrapped around Adam like he was the love of his life, and Tyler committed more fully to the act than he ever did before. “I love you inside me so much my love!” Tyler screamed. “Yes! Yes! I AM YOUR FUCKING LOVE!” Adam cried. His dick was pulsating so hard that even with his incredible loose hole, Tyler could feel it knocking around inside him. Tyler felt the darkness of the scene and continued to succumb. “Give me your babies Adam, give them to me fully. Corrupt me more baby. Right here, where Brandon and I lay, where I will lie to his face that he’s the only one for me, only to think of you when I do it.” Tyler screamed, far too loud, his neighbors must think hell was taking place in his home. Adam roared releasing his loads deep into Tyler, which felt like it took five minutes to complete. Pulling out Adam attacked Tyler’s hole, sucking the cum out of it, which was easy, considering Tyler’s hole was so loose it was just about pouring out anyway. Adam went back and forth between Tyler’s hole and mouth, collecting the cum, to the point that their mouths we completely full of Tyler’s ass loads, and they made out like wild. Cum dripped down their mouths and chins, covering them. They held each other so hard it was as if they were trying to push their bodies together into one. It was beautiful, dark, sinful, and destructive. Adam pulled off Tyler finally after what seemed to be an eternity, his hands still almost out of his control, gently touching Tyler’s perfect body, flicking his nipple piercings, caressing his perfection. “I love how many men you are sleeping with my baby. The next time I cum over, your hole better be filled with multiple men’s loads, otherwise, hey I might slip up and get Brandon a but suspicious.” Wait, this wasn’t the deal. Tyler was still orgasming internally, but he tried to get himself back to reality. “Hey, I said you can have me whenever, I never said I had to have slept with multiple men beforehand. That wasn’t the agreement!” Tyler cried. “Well I made an adjustment to the agreement baby,” Adam kissed him gently on the lips, “Cmon, its not as if that’s UNLIKELY to happen anyway at this point. I’m sure you’re going to invite 20 more men over tonight to defile your bed,” Adam laughed in an evil manner. Tyler laid there like the picture of perfection, as Adam got dressed. Again, no other words were uttered. Tyler had committed to this covenant and now it owned him. All those thoughts of getting on the right track were flooding back into Tyler. How could he right this this time? Did he even want to? Deep down, he knew things were spiraling and he desperately needed to feel another transcendence as well. It was opening him up to things he had no idea he desired or wanted or even felt. Too many emotions encircled him. His body heaved with lust and desire. Adam walked out the door and Tyler began convulsing, orgasming from extreme feelings that were flooding inside him. Without even touching himself, without even being touched, Tyler experienced the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. His path was beginning to become sealed in darkness.

CHAPTER 5: ADAM Nothing had transpired with him and Brandon after Tyler’s night of hell. Brandon didn’t seem to suspect anything, and Tyler certainly hadn’t said anything. Tyler dreamed of Jax every night, his hand would ferociously jerk his dick thinking about Jax. Everytime he told Brandon he loved him, the guilt was overwhelming, yet somehow it would make Tyler so hard he would have to leave the room to blow multiple loads. Then the guilt of getting off to the guilt of his infidelity would turn him on again. Tyler didn’t understand. He had so many levels of guilt he couldn’t even think straight, but everything was a domino effect. Each feeling of guilt manifested into Tyler wanting to cum, and cum, and be touched, and be bad. There was still plenty inside him telling him to stay good, to love Brandon, to treat that night like a horrible mistake, but never speak of it again, yet he know deep down he would have a hard time staying the straight and narrow after what happened to him. Once he had exhausted multiple orgasms for the day, he would tend to feel like he had gotten it out of his system, only to realize not even an hour or so later, that he craved it even more. Several days after that night, Tyler got a text from Adam. “I need to talk to you, can you come over?” The text inquired. “Whats it about?” Tyler asked. “Just come over please.” Tyler arrived at Adam’s apartment, where a tight pair of shorts and a sleeveless tee, his skinny body glistening in the sun. Adam answered the door shirtless, his face was full of pain, and he waved Tyler inside. Collapsing on the sofa in front of Tyler, his head in his hands, Adam broke down. “I didn’t know who else to talk to,” Adam said. “What do you mean Adam? What is this all about? We aren’t even that close!” Tyler said in a slightly exasperated manner. “What do you mean what is this about?” Adam exclaimed, “We cheated!” Tyler felt shockwaves shooting through him. How did Adam know? How could he know? He had left with that boy in the club. Plus, Aaron and Adam had an open relationship so how could Adam have cheated? “Those boys were all about you Tyler! I know they must have touched you to the extreme after I left.” “Uh, Adam,” Tyler sighed, “You know I am 100% loyal to Brandon. They were a bit flirty, but I drew the line. You should know that Im not about to cheat on Brandon.” “Oh, shit. Man Tyler, with you being the hottest thing in that club, I figured you’d let go, and just went for it. Those boys were hot too. Fuck. Now you’re not going to understand.” Adam sighed. “I’ve been cheating on Aaron with that boy from the club every day. He’s insane, he makes me take him bareback in front of all the happy pictures of Aaron and he begs me to tell him that I love him. And fuck Ty, I like it. I can’t stop it. I feel gulty as fuck after these 4 to 5 to 6 hour long lovefests are done, and it makes me horny. How can guilt make someone horny?!” Tyler felt the guilt begin to rise in him. Like getting a hardon in a crowd and being uncomfortable, Tyler felt himself immediately desperate trying to think of something to calm the burning fire that was going within in as soon as Adam started talking about guilt.” “Tyler, I’m masturbating like 20 times a day in pleasure every time I think about my guilt! What the fuck, it feels amazing, it feels wrong, but I don’t understand. We were supposed to tell each other everything, but it feels so much better to tell him nothing. It feels so much better to tell someone else that I love them and then bullshit it with Aaron. What the fuck is up with me?” “Adam, I….I….don’t know what to say buddy,” Tyler gulped hard, “I’ve just never gone through this before. I really can’t counsel you on this.” Tyler could see Adam’s tears, mixed with rage, mixed with a growing dick in his athletic shorts. Tyler was feeling like his control was being eroded at breakneck pace at this point. The jolts, shockwaves, tingles, shooting all throughout him thinking about cheating, guilt, and what is was doing to him at home, and now hearing someone else giving into it, made trying to keep his horniness almost impossible. His dick started to grow. Considering the size of shorts Tyler was wearing, it took practically nothing before it was obvious through Adam’s tears that Tyler was aroused. “Why are you hard?” Adam said, almost angrily. “I’m not,” Tyler lied again. Adam could see the darkness rising in Tyler, along with his average dick now being rock hard. Adam reached and grabbed Tyler’s now pulsing cock, and Tyler yelped. “Adam!” “Tell me to stop” Tyler was about to say it but he realized he couldn’t. “What, do you like this shit? Lying piece of shit!” Adam was more angry than horny. His grief, guilt, and internal hatred for himself was manifesting as sexual, but it was clear his anger was key. Tyler relented, “I mean, I mean, just maybe it turned me on just a little bit? I mean not a lot, I mean….” Adam slammed his lips into Tyler’s violently. Their tongues swirled, and then Tyler pulled away for a breath. “How many did you sleep with that night?!” Adam demanded. “None!” Tyler again lying harder than ever “FUCKING BULLSHIT YOU WHORE!” Adam roared. “HOW FUCKING MANY??!” “NONE!” Tyler was yelling back. Adams hands were beginning to grope him. Fog was entering his head. His mind went to Brandon, then to Jax, then to Adam’s anger staring him in the face. “I don’t fucking believe you for a second!” Adam screamed as he began to unbutton Tyler’s tight shorts. Sweat began to pour down Tyler’s face. The guilt bubble inside him was at a boiling point. His dick was pulsing, memories of that night were jolting him into the stratosphere, he felt the same loss of control he did with Jax. This perfect, sweet, sensual, beautiful disaster was overcoming him. He was weak, useless, trashy, and couldn’t hold it in any longer. “AT LEAST FUCKING 40!!!!” Tyler howled. “Oh you fucking lying, cheating disgusting slut!!” Adam returned the howl. Ripping off Tyler’s shorts down the smoothest, skinniest legs he’d ever laid his eyes on, he felt his dick pulsing uncontrollably. “And I bet it was all unprotected….” Tyler just looked down, he gave in to guilt, to shame, and Adam lifted his skinny legs in the air. “Well I guess you’ll love me in you raw, and not knowing where my dick has been then you fucking TRASH!” Adam plunged into Tyler without another moment’s hesitation. Fireworks shot through Tyler, the room disappeared, colors of every spectrum shot around him, his nerves were on fire as every sensation felt like heaven and hell mixed into some dark maniacal emotion. He wasn’t in Adam’s apartment anymore. He transcended space and time. Visions of his lovemaking to Brandon, his horror committed the other night, intertwined, fighting each other, shattering into a million pieces only to re-emerge to fight each other again. Tyler saw visions of Brandon sobbing, Jax laughing, Bastion breeding. Tyler saw two paths emerge. A glowing beautiful vibrant utterly blissful relationship with the man he loved, visions of 5, 10, 15 years down the road together in the most happy ways possible. The other path was his skinny body soaked from the rain in a back alley, his knees smashed into the concrete as his face was pressed up against a dumpster, rivers of cum flowing out of his perfect pussy, and a line down the alley, down the street and across town to enter him. “You. Don’t. Know. Where. My. Dick. Has. Been!” Adam screamed, every word was a gigantic thrust into Tyler. “Take that fucking shirt off.” Tyler relented, pulling his shirt off, showing off his wet, sweaty skin matted to his skinny frame, his metal and diamond piercings shimmering in the light. Their lips met again, this time anger melded with lust, Tyler felt love, then realized it was silly to feel love, and then realized he wanted to feel it, and then felt guilty. The guilt drove pre cum to start pouring out of his dick. “Gawd I used to think you were so perfect but you are goddamn utter trash!” Adam was still screaming. His hips were working into Tyler’s still incredibly loose hole. “You can tell you went fucking slut mode on Brandon you dumb fuck. I can barely feel my cock in your ass, and its fucking amazingly hot!” Adam continued pumping Tyler, Tyler’s head bobbing back and forth. He really was in another dimension. Adam would pull him out of his stupor, but then fell back into it. Adam’s words were dulled by the feelings Tyler was having. Again his mind watched visions of him being a back alley cum dump and he could feel the love that his future self had for what he was doing, and then his visions would change to a sobbing Brandon, and Tyler couldn’t understand, but he felt content. “I’m going to put my fucking babies in you and make you MINE!” Adam yelled. Tyler snapped out of his daze, “But I’m not yours,” he whispered quietly. Adam backhanded Tyler across his face several times, still increasing for fury in his fucking, then licking softly up and down Tyler’s neck and whispering, “You know you want to be mine.” Adam’s tone went from so angry to so sultry and it deepened the darkness swirling in Tyler. He felt new sensations shooting through him as Adam made his statement, a wanting, a belonging, a reason for new pleasure. “Make me yours them,” Tyler sighed. Adam screamed like an animal, ramming so hard into Tyler that Tyler lost his breath. He felt Adam slam his prostate so hard, cum began shooting from his dick, and then the fire hose of Adam’s dick began to blow his DNA deep within Tyler’s slut hole. “Kiss me better than you have ever kissed Brandon!” Adam orderd. And so Tyler did. He felt Adam and him ascending into the heavens, staring down at the world, electricity shooting out of them. He felt pregnant from the amount of cum deposited into him from Adam, and went limp in his arms. Adam pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned his dick with his mouth. “You’re disgusting, but that hole is mine,” Adam claimed. “ You will come over here whenever the fuck I want, or Brandon is going to know fucking EVERYTHING”. Adam had gotten his fill, and now his rage was back. Tyler could see this rage pleasured him, he was enjoying this, he was falling in love with his own anger and letting it consumer him. Tyler put his clothes back on, exchanging kisses with Adam and letting Adam grope him as he tried to get dressed. “I will ruin your relationship if I have to, do not make me go that far” Adam demanded. Tyler didn’t say a word. Adam for a moment, was taken a back. Tyler’s eyes, they looked like a cat’s eye, and animal eye for a brief second. Adam blinked, and it was gone. Must have been the light. There was no resolution. Tyler never agreed to come back, or denied Adam’s statement. Hair disheveled, sweaty, panting, and still higher than could be described, a defeated Tyler walked towards the apartment door to leave. Adam looked at his phone, Aaron would be home soon, otherwise this bitch would not have only taken one load of his DNA for the day. Adam felt he had Tyler hooked. He had no idea what was swirling in Tyler’s mind or the mania that was beginning to ensue. Adam’s phone vibrated with a text message as Tyler left the apartment. “FROM BASTION: WANT TO GO TO HELL TOGETHER TONIGHT ONCE AARON FALLS ASLEEP?” Adam smiled, a wicked smile. That Bastion boy really knew how to defile his hole. “WHENEVER YOU WANT, MY REAL LOVE”, Adam replied via text.

CHAPTER 3: WITHOUT MERCY White hair had blasted into fucking Tyler’s ass like a psycho at this point. Where Jax was trying to create some measure of dark lovemaking, White hair was just blitzing Tyler’s ass like a fiend. There was no mercy, and these huge cocks on all these twinks were just going to open him up to the extreme. “Cmon you fucking faggy faggy faggot take this big fucking dick”, White hair pounded mercilessly, running his hands up and down Tyler, pulling his head up to kiss him, then slamming him back down on the table. “Oh shit you sure are a fucking dirty bitch!” Jax leaned over to Tyler and kissed him deeply. Tyler’s body was flailing wildly and completely, and Jax was surprised at how well Tyler was taking it as a champ. “This is only the tip of the iceberg my love”, Jax cooed. Moans were all that were heard from Tyler. His chest heaved heavily, his body covered in his own cum stains. “Fucking Jax cmon I’m tearing this bitch up like the goddamn trash he is”, White hair groaned. Jax shot White hair a look of a pure hatred, “Watch yourself Bastion!”, he yelled. So Bastion was White hair’s name. The thought entered Tyler’s head and then was gone in a fleeting moment as further brutality was brought upon him by Bastion. “Oh Bastion!” Tyler moaned, which only turned Bastion into a higher level of maniac that was just losing his mind on Tyler’s perfect twink ass. Another boy came up behind Bastion, turning his head back, deeply making out with him, and then sliding into Bastion with no lube and no effort. The new boy fucking Bastion had a more guttural voice. “Fuck this is such a nasty slut hole you have Bastion!” he groaned. “Shut the fuck up whore boy you love my fucking nasty hole You know its been seeded by a horrific amount of nasty fucks! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love it! Each thrust new boy pumped into Bastion ricocheted into Tyler. Tyler was in the clouds at this point. Bliss was an understatement, it felt like he understood the world, his purpose, his life, all in an instant. Of course he was then transported back to the present with another boy egging him on about cheating on Brandon. “Oh shit look at this hot boy of yours that loves you so much!” the boy held Tyler’s phone in front of him, “You nasty fucking cheating whore. How easily you fucking broke for our perfect bodies and massive dicks. You have to be the weakest piece of shit I’ve ever met!!” The boys were laughing maniacally, and Tyler gazed at Jax to see his own reaction. Sadly, Jax was laughing as well, but Tyler felt comfort in Jax appearing to oversee the operation. Was this gorgeous skinny twink the leader of the rest of these gorgeous skinny twinks? Tyler yelled in pain as Bastion went has hard and crazy yet. He had pulled the other boy out of his loose hole so he could get maximum leverage on pulling completely out and ramming back into to Tyler. Unlike Jax, this wasn’t a slow thrust that shook his every being, waiting for the reverberations to quiet before pulling out and going again. No, these we wild full insane thrusts quickly in and out of Tyler. Cum was still dripping from Jax’s unfathomably large load and Tyler could feel it running down the back of his ass and could hear the commotion under him has boys fought for the recycled loads. Bastion pulled his face up to Tyler screaming at the top of his lungs, “get on the ground with me now and ride my fucking massive cock like garbage you are whore!!!” Grabbing Tylers neck he snapped him up off the table, slamming him to the ground. Bastion rolled on to his back still scream, “Get on it! Get on it! Get on it fucking now! You don’t waste my fucking time you psycho!” Tyler obliged, sliding right down on to Bastion’s dick, the sound of his soaked ass squealing as he plunged himself up and down as the boys encircled him again, touching him, kissing him, and whispering utter filth in his ears. Tyler looked like he had gotten out of the shower, he glistened in the smokey light of the room. He watched Jax pacing around the group, like a shepherd watching his sheep, a sadistic yet gratifying grin on his mouth. For the first time, Tyler saw Jax’s back. Between his shoulder blades, in bold lettering he saw it. Tattooed for all to see “HOMEWRECKER”. Extreme guilt shook Tyler to his very being, but Bastion was not going to let him slow down. “FUCK. YOUR. CHEATING. ASS. ON. MY. RAW. DICK. NOW!” Again, the screaming was like something from a horror film. Tyler came again without even thinking, someone gently licking his lips as he stared at the mark on the boy he was falling in love with. So perfect, yet he was fucked up. Tyler ran the gamut in his head of every emotion and every memory of his beautiful Brandon to the massive amount of guilt that he was having in this moment. “Every fucking thrust into you I want to hear the name of the boyfriend you are mercilessly cheating on you fucking trash!” the psycho Bastion screamed. Tyler had no other thought but to oblige, at first whispering Brandon’s name but as Bastion egged him on more and more, it went from a whisper to him screaming on every thrust. “What a goddamn animal you are you filthy twink!!” Bastion roared with pleasure. Tyler continued screaming Brandon’s name and it felt like Bastions dick grew another inch. He wasn’t just touching Tyler’s prostrate, he was pounding it into oblivion. Tyler’s head was spinning, the music still pulsing through him. His dick was covered in his own cheating boy juices and yet another massive load shot up in the air without him touching himself at all. Bastion roared louder that a tornado, and pulled out of Tyler slamming into him with the fury of hellfire, their eyes met, the stars aligned, their mouths gaped open and Bastion threw Tyler on his back when what felt like a garden hose unleashed inside him. Cum was spraying so deeply in him, sloshing and slamming his prostate. He kept crying out Brandon’s name. Bastion was laughing maniacally, out of control, and his whole body was convulsing from the orgasm he was having. The rest of the boys were holding him up and inside Tyler, who’s hole was so loose now it was like a fountain dripping cum everywhere. “Oh baby,” Bastion exclaimed, his voice much more soft and loving, “you are one amazing devil boy!”. He kissed Tyler with all his might, sending shivers all down Tyler’s spine. The rest of the boys began to fight for Tyler’s hole, and the night progressed. Bastion was certainly the wildest, he would watch for sometime and then jump back in just to blow another big load into Tyler. He’d push the boys fucking him off just to get back inside. He was certainly the wild one of the bunch, yet none of the boys were tame. Filth just poured from their mouths at every turn, the fucking was extremely high energy and Tyler was experiencing the pinnacle of pleasure, at least that’s how he felt inside. A river of cum poured out of Tyler every time another boy pulled out. Bastion was loving up on Jax as the last few boys were dumping their loads into Tyler’s unfaithful hole. They were making out as Bastion asked Jax, “Do you think there’s anything left of his soul?” Jax laughed, kissing Bastion like it was their wedding night, such a gross display of lust and affection. “Baby”, Jax said to Bastion, “There’s plenty left, you know that. And this is truly nothing compared to the next weeks and months upcoming!” The continued kissing like animals, lust visually apparent between them. “You know there are many more harbingers my deep love!” Harbingers? Tyler heard that word. He also heard that this wasn’t the end. The last boy had finally finished with him and the crowd wish disbursing to other couches, rooms, alcoves to continue making love to each other. Tyler was laying on the floor, a gigantic river of cum pouring out his hole pooling on to the ground. Bastion pulled away from Jax and ran over to Tyler, the mania clear in his eyes, “Bastion!” Jax cried, but he knew it was in vain. Bastion grabbed Tyler’s sticky hair, pulling him off as his back. He mashed his tongue into Tyler hard, Tyler reacting accordingly, his hands attempting to grab on to Bastion’s perfect body, not only to grope, but for support. Getting Tyler sitting upright the psycho came out of Bastion. “You see that fucking lake of cum from the most gorgeous twink sluts on the planet just pooling there on the floor?” Bastion, again was yelling. Tyler’s eyes were only half opened, he was exhausted. He was in a perpetual state of enormous pleasure. Getting on his hands and knees, he began to glide his tongue on the floor, eating all the cum in sight. Jax walked up around Bastion, putting his arm around his tiny waist. The just continued to admire Tyler’s debauchery as he cleaned the dirty floor with his tongue. Bastion eventually retreated back into the shadows, leaving Jax and Tyler alone on the couch. Tyler got dressed, not saying anything, tears streaming down his face. Jax kissed Tyler deeply, and Tyler reacted as if he was kissing Brandon, which was how deeply they connected. Jax took Tyler’s hand and walked him towards the exit door. Tyler had said nothing. It was 2:00AM and Jax opened the outer door that somehow magically opened into the parking lot. Not many cars remained, but Tyler, through his teary eyes, saw his rusty old Toyota Corolla sitting in the lot. Without saying anything to Jax, Tyler began to stumble towards his vehicle. The cool night air hit is skin like a knife, but a welcome one, cooling him greatly. Tyler didn’t look back at Jax. He got into his car, sunk into the seat, and began to sob profusely. Several minutes of sobbing, and then confusion as to why his dick was still uncontrollably rock hard, and how he felt like he didn’t even have a hole anymore, a face appeared at his driver’s side window. Jax. Tyler unlocked the car door, and Jax slipped in through the passenger side, and gently placed his hand on Tyler’s skinny thigh. They sent in silence for a bit as Tyler sniffled. Tyler scrolled through his phone and was astonished at the amount of texts that went back and forth between Brandon and the boys pretending to be Tyler. If Brandon had any doubts, those boys had fortified literally everything for him, not to say that Tyler thought Brandon would have any doubts, at least not at this point. “So, are you mine now?” Jax asked Tyler. Tyler was just shaking his head back and forth, disgusted with himself. He said nothing. “How truly guilty do you feel at this point?” Jax asked Tyler. “Unbelievably guilty” “Good”, Jax said matter of factly. Tyler shot him a look of hatred which Jax shot right back at him, causing Tyler to cower a bit. “This had to happen in this manner for you to learn the power of guilt on your sex drive and your deviancy. So how are you are right now? It feels right doesn’t it. You have to get past the part that feels wrong, but then you realize that hiding underneath it, its pure bliss.” Jax caressed Tyler’s extremely hard dick. “See, deep down, you know I am right for you. You loved cheating on him unprotected.” Tyler sighed, he turned to say something but he met Jax’s lips with the same intensity that Jax had kissed Bastion. Lust again poured through Tyler’s veins, his dick beginning to precum again. Jax moaned as his hand slid into Tyler’s tight undies and felt his love juice pouring out of his dick. Slowing Jax began to edge Tyler. Tyler moaned. He moaned harder, he wanted to tell Jax to stop but he couldn’t. “Oh Jax”, he softly cooed. Jax immediately changed his persona and backhanded Tyler across the face. “Call me by HIS name!” Jax demanded. “Oh Brandon!” Tyler just responded. There was no fighting this. Jax continued to kiss Tyler’s neck while he edged Tyler’s dick. Tyler just moaned Brandon’s name over and over, his dick fully lubed by his own cum in Jax’s had. “Will you continue this journey with me?” Jac inquired as he started to speed up stroking Tyler’s dick. “I love you you know.” Tyler just moaned in ecstasy at this point, useless and broken, he signed, “I will continue with you baby.” Jax now moaned heavily. “Understand, you can always say no, but once you say no, that’s it forever. We will never force you to do anything, but once a no is given, it all ends forever.” Jax twirled his tongue on Tyler’s neck, who’s dick began to pulse heavily. In as sultry a voice as possible, Jax whispered in his ear, “Cum for me baby. Brandon is nothing. I am everything. You will learn to love what you have created.” Tyler screamed and his dick exploded in his jeans, covering Jax’s hand. Slowly, Jax retracted his hand from Tyler’s pants, and Tyler appropriately ate his own load. Before swallowing, Jax pressed against Tyler’s lips and began swapping the cum between their mouths. “You’re in deep Tyler,” Jax said, “very deep.” It only gets more maniacal from here. Tyler’s dick was still hard. Pulsing. He longed for Jax to be inside him again, or to be Bastion’s fuck doll, and yet he longed to be back in Brandon’s arms, with everything normal, not being the hellion that he had become in a matter of hours. Jax smiled at the confusion on Tyler’s face. He know what Tyler was experiencing. He opened the door to leave the car. “Better get home to your boyfriend now my love.” Jax was back to speaking plainly and mundanely. “Do not look for me, we will be connected very soon.” “Tyler looked annoyed, still with a hard cock pressing against his jeans. “What do you mean not look for you? I just fucking told you I loved you.” “Just live your life.” Jax closed the door and strut way. The silhouette of Bastion stood in the doorway that they exited from, waiting for Jax. Tyler watched the light reduce to a sliver, then disappear, as Jax reentered the club. Back in the club the boys all stared at Jax as he reemerged from the outdoors. The most wicked smile filled his face. He took a turn down another hallway and down some stairs. The boys he brushed against as walking by them, touched him, with admiration, lust, jealously, and love. Down more hallways, these made of brick, deep in the ground, around many more corners, he approached a door. The door had the moniker stamped on it of “Harbinger of Change and Infidelity.” He turned the key in the door, and then he disappeared from the hall. Brandon came home to finding Tyler in bed, fast asleep. It must have been a very dance-filled night at the club.

Wanted to get the second chapter out quickly to ensure I didn't leave anyone hanging with the "build up story". I am committed to working on this quite heavily, but I cannot promise 2 long chapters in less than 24 hours every day. 🙂 CHAPTER 2: THE GUILT Tyler walked slowly down the long smokey hallway following the remaining boys. To his right and left there were arched alcoves containing rich leather sofas and tables, almost like a cozy restaurant. The air was filled with smoke, whether it be cigarette smoke or weed, they all mixed together into as sweet and intoxicating aroma. The smell of the all the exceptionally rich leather furniture wafted into his nostrils. The hallway seemed to go on forever, as Tyler glanced back to see Jax closing the door behind him. It did not occur to him to think as to why Jax was so far behind. He just felt that he wanted him close again. Another text from Brandon hit at that point. “You know you’re the greatest thing in the world right?” Brandon’s text said. The momentary spell broken, Tyler responded back to him, “No YOU ARE!”, just as Jax appeared next to him, his perfection almost radiated in this dark atmosphere. He gave a soft smile as his eyes locked again with Tyler. “Keeping up with your man?” Jax inquired. “Yes yes, He’s stuck at work while I’m out having fun,” Tyler sighed. “A pity,” Jax stated plainly, “I’d like to see some pictures of him. I’m sure he’s beautiful.” “For sure!” Tyler perked up, “I have all of our photos organized in an album on my phone!” Jax looked content as the hallway finally opened up into a larger open area. The music, was very different and unnerving than what was playing in the club. This was club music, but it was dark. All minor tones, it sounded devilish, industrial, evil, and manic. It had a trance feeling to it, not the genre, but the mental affects. The boys lead Jax to a set of very plush leather couches near a small tended bar. Tyler then noticed the bartender, wearing a hood and a shiny almost porcelain-looking mask. He was not a twink, he had a hot hairy dad bod, and was only wearing a pair of low rise trunks around his thick waist. “Whatever you’d like to drink is yours,” Jax stated. “Oh, um, I’m good I think,” Tyler responded. “The boys are going to get more comfortable here,” Jax muttered. Almost on queue the boys started to slowly unbutton their shirts in somewhat flowing their bodies with the dark tempos beating throughout the club. “Hey, wait, I told you I’m not here for sex!” Tyler snapped. Jax’s gaze hit Tyler in his soul. “Tyler, sweetie. The boys want to get comfortable. I’m sure you can appreciate their perfect bodies. But I never said you should be touching them. They enjoy showing their perfection, and its hot in here.” Tyler felt himself sink into the seat even more as his eyes caught the most beautiful bodies he’d ever seen. The clothes coming off definitely aroused Tyler. He had a magnificent twink body but every single line and curve, the texture of the skin, the proportions of each of these boys, was madness, it was magnificent. Even the act of just seeing them strip, slowly, with purpose, as their eyes darted back and forth to look at each other, peeking glimpses from him quickly to gauge his approval, was erotic to say the least. Jax also was unbuttoning his shirt. Tyler found it impossible to determine if anyone there had a more perfect body than the other, but Jax just left his shirt open, slowing pulling off his incredibly skinny jeans, revealing his perfectly smooth legs, just like the other boys. All of the boys were wearing the tiniest briefs he’d ever seen, in bright colors. Pink and yellow and seafoam, all adorned their hot bodies on their briefs, and Jax’s were baby blue. “There’s nothing wrong with appreciating the exceptional beauty of our bodies Tyler,” Jax stated. I love seeing my friends as their clothes fall off, its their natural state of beauty.” Tyler gulped. His hands were sweaty, this psychotic trance music felt like it was pumping his blood through his body. Every thump seemed to hit his soul. He felt uncomfortable, trying to stop his mouth from hanging wide open being surrounded by such immense beauty. “So lets see those pictures,” Jax inquired. Tyler handed Jax his phone, opened to the gallery with him and Brandon. Hundreds of pictures of the two of them flooded the gallery, pictures of them looking hot out on whatever excursion they were on, pictures of them kissing, some shirtless pictures as well. All G rated stuff overall. Tyler watched Jax’s eyes dart back and forth, his hand swiping through the listings, occasionally stopping to open a picture, enlarging it. Tyler noticed on him and his friends, the massive cocks sitting in their femboy briefs. Jax’s was growing, ever so slightly. “Hot couple,” Jax stated in his mundane voice. “And you’ve been together long?” “Yes, four years. We are going to get married” “That’s beautiful,” Jax muttered. “And you live close by?” “Not really. We live in the Concorde Apartment tower across town,” Tyler reluctantly said. “Oh,” Jax paused. “Not a safe place. Pretty trashy from my experience.” Jax’s eye developed a twinkle. “Well we both have some shit low paying jobs and it was all we could afford,” Tyler somewhat barked back. The music was overwhelming him, the scent from the boys, the growing cocks, his heart thumping, his hands sweating, all of it was consuming him. Jax smiled, slowing brushing his hand against his massive dick, just once. “Your boyfriend is quite the model,” Jax murmured, his head adjusting back and forth as he was intricately looking at the pictures on Tyler’s phone. “Sorry it aroused me a bit.” Jax handed Tyler back his phone as Tyler looked a little startled. Why was he surrounded by perfectly naked twinks and the head one, or whatever he was, was now throwing inklings about liking his boyfriend? Why did Tyler’s dick jump ever so slightly hearing that? Even the guilt of hearing another boy give his boy a compliment was massive. “Uh, so what exactly is this place?” Tyler tried to change the subject. “Did you not like my compliment towards your boy Tyler?” Jax was unphased by the feeble attempt to change the subject. “Yes it was fine. He’s incredible hot and I enjoy being the love of his life,” Tyler again snipped back. “But what is this place?” Jax relented, “Its simply a club Tyler. It’s the club. There are very few rules here. It speaks to our souls.” Tyler looked around and could start to see dozens of silhouettes of again, the most perfect twink bodies, slowly walking through the heavy smoke. In the larger area they were sitting, with the light rays refracting against the smoke, he could see some enveloped in each others arms, their mouths locked tightly. Another silhouette looked as if a boy was worshipping another, his head slowly working its way down his torso. The music was pounding within him. The dark tones were arousing him. Tyler felt his dick jump slightly again trying not to stare too long to give Jax any reason to question him. “So it’s a sex club?” Tyler meekly questioned. “Its whatever you want it to be,” Jax said in the most sultry tone he had presented yet. Tyler jumped for a second as the boys next to him had moved to their hands slowly caressing each other. They weren’t on top of each other, they were just lustfully touching, their hands somewhat intertwining, their eyes locked to their partner. “Uh, um, this is all cool and everything, but I think I’m going to go,” Tyler stated. He was getting way too uncomfortable at this point. The erotic nature of everything was pouring into him. He jolted out of his seat and started to walk down the hallway again towards the door. Jax grabbed his arm, not in a forceful way, but only to get his attention. “That door you entered through is one way only my dear,” Jax said. “There are no handles or mechanism to leave from that door.” Jax smiled, in a slightly deviant manner. Tyler froze. Was he stuck? What as about to happen? Jax had jumped up from his chair as well and was standing face to face with Tyler. “Don’t look so scared Tyler,” Jax plainly stated. He pointed across the room to another door-shaped archway. That there is the way out. It leads right out to the back parking lot. The back parking lot? They just walked at least three floors down into the earth. Tyler didn’t believe it for a second. And Jax could sense it. Jax motioned to one of the boys on the couch, who were not even phased by the minor distraction of Tyler beginning to freak out. The boys had become more engrossed in each other, their lips were on each other bodies, their tongues gently tasting each other’s perfect skin. One of them, a dark haired one with green eyes, stopped, and got up, strutting his unbelievable body across the room to the “exit” door. With no key or special mechanism, he turned the handle and opened the door. The yellow light from the parking lot flooded into the larger sitting room that they were in. Tyler could see the cars parked outside and recognized the buildings surrounding the building. Tyler was so confused. What realm of confusion was he in. His heart continued to pump with the demonic techno, the silhouettes were acting much more lustful and erratic, and turning back to look at Jax, he felt scared. His eyes met Jax’s again, the strongest most emotional and evocative connection yet. “Tyler, you may leave, at any time.” Jax said coyly. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax was inches from Tyler’s mouth, almost mimicking the moments earlier that night were. Jax inched even closer and Tyler could feel Jax lifting his arm, as he hadn’t let go, towards Jax’s body. Being so close to each other already, it only took a minute blink of an eye before Tyler’s hand was on Jax’s thin boney hip bone. Shockwaves shot through Tyler, immense pulses of unbelievable and indescribable pleasure vibrated through him. The music intensified, the pounding took hold of him. For a moment his gaze broke with Jax because his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The clouds in his head were monstrous. He couldn’t think whatsoever. Regaining his composure for a brief moment he realized Jax’s lips were practically brushing his, and all the boys had surrounded him. “But I hope you don’t”, Jax said bluntly. His lips connected with Tyler’s. Tyler shook, the shockwaves he felt prior were nothing. He felt helpless, but his hand moved around to Jax’s back as an attempt to pull him closer, if only for a second. The pleasure he was feeling was unbelievable, and Jax was barely kissing him. Sweat was pouring down Tyler’s face, he was shaking. He was able to regain composure and pushed Jax back. “I said I was taken!” Tyler howled at Jax. He could feel the hands of the boys beginning to touch him, yet he offered them no objection the way he offered Jax. Again Jax’s stare hit him at his core. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax stated bluntly again. And he waited. His finger outstretched towards the door. His stare deep into Tyler. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler couldn’t move. He felt hands on his hips, one had slipped up his shirt and was touching his skin. The boys were fixated upon him. His body was soaked in sweet. His heart was slamming into his chest. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler felt himself falling towards Jax. His lips moving towards Jax again. Jax broke the moment with a more forceful repeat. “THERE is the door. You are not held here,” Jax said forcefully. Tyler paused. He looked back at the door, now shut. He felt being groped with so much lust he couldn’t believe the sensations. “Give in,” each of the boys was whispering in the lightest sultry voices in his ear as they rotated their hands upon him and their mouths between each other as Tyler was locked in a gaze with Jax. “Make your decision Tyler,” Jax stated plainly again. His voice didn’t seem to waver minus him raising it the third time he told Tyler about the door. He was ridiculously calm. “This is your choice. That is the most beautiful part of this experience. You aren’t forced. Fall into it Tyler, or don’t, but I will not waste my time.” Tyler’s lips smashed in Jax. Hard. Their bodies collided with force. Tyler felt his shirt being unbuttoned, hands caressing new parts of his body. The boys were doing their part to slowly and erotically strip him down. He felt his phone being pulled from his pocket and his jeans fell to his tiny ankles. Kisses and tongues were felt on his neck and the small of his back. Tyler’s dick was now pulsing, pressed up against the massive rod that Jax had protruding from his body. Tyler pushed Jax’s unbuttoned shirt off his body, leaving him there in his underwear. His hands moved up and down the most beautiful body he’d ever touched. “Fuck yeah,” Jax let out in a very different tone than he had presented before. His voice was deviant, dark, sultry. His tongue was exploring every part of Tyler’s mouth. “Love me,” Jax said in an even darker tone. Tylers hands were everywhere on Jax, he couldn’t stop feeling every inch of him. “Tell me to stop Tyler”, Jax taunted. Tyler had no response. He couldn’t tell him to stop. He didn’t want him to stop. He felt Jax gently playing with his nipple piercings. The shockwaves of lust were still pulsing, so hard it felt like physical tremors throughout him. Jax moaned his name, “Tyler”, with more emotion than Jax had displayed yet. The boys had grabbed his phone and were looking through the pictures of Brandon. Their underwear was slipping off, their massive cocks disproportionate to their tiny bodies, rock hard as they looked over Brandon’s shirtless pictures. “He has a new text from Brandon,” one of them called. Tyler paused for a moment, desperate to want to respond to Brandon, whatever he had said. But then he locked eyes again with Jax. “Let the boys be your voice,” that deviant tone flooded out from Jax’s mouth. Again in a trance, Tyler just nodded and plunged his tongue back into Jax’s mouth. Jax’s hands were soaked in Tyler’s sweat. Both their bodies were shaking. “I hope you are having a wonderful time baby!” the text from Brandon said. The boy with the pure white hair and the pink cat eyes, began typing a response. The devious look on his face made the other boys surrounding him snicker in an evil manner. “Baby, I’m having a great time, but its nothing without you. All these beautiful hot guys but no one compares to my Brandon! Gawd you are tuly the best boy in the world and every moment I am away from you I know my love continues to grow deeper for you. I could truly never love anyone besides you!” The response was typed, the message was sent. The white haired twink looked up to see Brandon’s boyfriend with his head pulled back as Jax licked down the side of his neck. His 6 inch dick was leaking pre cum on to the floor. The silhouettes had emerged from the smoke, another 20 or so boys, now groping both the lovers as they transcended time and space. Tyler didn’t know who he was anymore. He had never felt so much lust in pleasure. He felt Jax walking him backward slowly until his little ass hit wet felt to be a table. Jax started to push Tyler back to lie on the table. Tyler again gained a minute amount of composure for a brief second, but succumbed only a moment later. The boys gently guides him gently on to the table. Jax’s massive 12 inch dick was now touching Tylers hold. It was sweaty, and Jax’s dick was soaked in pre cum. “Tell me to stop Tyler,” Jax said again. Jax knew it was time to begin to weave the corruption into the lust. “Tell me if Brandon makes you feel like this.” Tyler said nothing, his eyes couldn’t be seen. His asshole was so wet with the sweat and Jax’s precum. Of course he had waxed every part of his body, he was incredibly smooth. The devil music continued to shake his core. Even the droplets of sweat on his body seemed to pulse with this dark techno. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Again no reaction. Tyler was in a trance. Another text came through and a few of the boys circled around to see what it said. Snickering and devious laughter ensure between them all caressing and kissing each other. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Tyler could only moan. He felt the massive head of Jax’s dick begin to press into his ass. Tyler again gained composure. Looking up at Jax, he exasperatedly said, “Are you using a condom?” The darkness enveloped Jax, his smile devious, his mood content, “Baby, none of us use condoms ever. We share our DNA as is our mission to do. Mine will be swirling in you soon enough. I will be a part of you. Forever. And soon, more of me will be in you than Brandon, and he will fade away.” Jax paused as his head pushed further into Tyler. “Fade away,” he repeated. Further progress into Tylers sweet smooth hole. “Tell me to stop and I will.” A mix of intense pleasure overwhelmed Tyler, tears started to stream from his face. The white hair twink came up to him, showing what was arguably the hottest picture of Brandon on Tyler’s phone. Right in Tyler’s face. “Look at him,” the white haired twink said. Tyler didn’t respond. He was too wrapped up in bliss. The white haired twink grabbed his head roughly by his hair pulling his eyes to look at his phone. “Look at the love of your life. Look at what you are doing. Love the deception Tyler. Love it with all your heart,” the white hair twink began kissing Tyler as Jax pushed hard and deep in one motion all the way into Tyler. Jax’s smooth crotch caressed Tyler’s ass as he was as deep as possible. The white haired twink wasn’t making out with Tyler gently like Jax was. It was animalistic, tongues flinging into each other’s mouths, lust emulating from their bodies. The boys were still touching Tyler’s smooth body up and down. Tyler yelped when Jax bottomed out inside his ass. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was extreme. Jax was transforming in front of Tyler. Instead of the mundane, monotone boy that he had met, he was soaked in sweat himself, breathing heavily, losing his own composing. The lust was all consuming. Jax locked eyes with Tyler again. Tyler was under his control. “I will now fuck you in a manner that you have never been fucked before,” Jax stated plainly, but it was obviously he was filled with fire. His dick slid to the edge of Tyler’s hold and then with a massive amount of energy thrust and slammed deep into Tyler, stopping once he bottomed out again. It was an earthquake within Tyler. His bones shook with the insane force that Jax had slammed into him. He felt reverberations throughout his body over and over again. The eyes locked again. “Call me Brandon,” Jax said to him. This broke Tyler’s bliss for a moment, and he looked deeply into Jax. “I said fucking call me Brandon you fucking cheating slut,” Jax ordered. Again the dick pulled to the edge of Tyler’s ass and another explosive slam back into him. “Fucking say it Tyler!” The boys were surrounding Tyler’s head tightly, many of them begin to make out with him as wildly as the white hair twink had, and many had their lips right next to Tyler’s ears. Tyler heard so many seductive whispers from their mouths. “Cheat on him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Love your infidelity towards him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Enjoy the lies” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “You are descending into darkness.” (an even more explosive slam) “You’ll never want to leave this life.” (with even more power) “Think of how disappointed he would be in you.” “Oh Brandon!!!” Tyler screamed. And his scream reverberated throughout the entire dungeon club. “Yessssssssss, fucking say it!” Jax’s voice dripped in lust Kissing Jax like a wild boy, he exclaimed, “I love you Brandon” An even stronger slam deep into him. It felt like his bones were going to break with the tremors shooting through his body. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!!” Jax roared. And another massive slam into Tyler’s ass. His ass had opened up significantly, he felt loose, and that turned Jax on even more. “Your infidelity is beautiful,” Jax kissed him. Jax stopped the slow pulling out and pile driving into Tyler and his thrust became rhythmic to the dark music playing. The music was maniacal, it created so much lust inside Tyler. He was pulling Jax as deep as he could. “Fuck me Brandon! Please cum inside me!” Tyler screamed again. “Oh baby, you beautiful fucking piece of trash”, Jax continued to pound. The boys were all over each other now. Sucking and fucking was erupting around Tyler. It was a glorification of unprotected sex, lust and bliss. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!” Jax was roaring like a manic. Dripping sweat, he picked up his pace even more. Tylers hole was extremely loose, barely holding Jax’s big dick, which turned Jax on even more. “Give me your fucking heart!!!” Jax screamed. Tyler was soaked, stomach covered in precum. Other boys were dripping sweat on him. Jax was dripping sweat on him. He tasted its saltiness between making out with Jax. “Oh Brandon you make me feel like no one else!!!” Tyler cried. Jax began shaking violently. Throwing his head back he roared and Tyler felt the massive loads of Jax’s cum flooding him. Cum frothed off Jax’s massive dick. “You are my Brandon!!!!!!!” Tyler screamed. Tyler’s chest heaved in lust and ecstasy. He longed to become one with Jax. Jax orgasm continued, pumping extreme amounts of thick cum deep inside Tyler. Jax caught his breath and pulled out of Tyler. Gargantuan amounts of gobs of cum leaked from Tyler’s hole and the boys raced to get under it and drink it all. They were pushing shoving as cum fell into their mouths and they made out with it. Jax walked around to Tylers mouth, as he was still heaving and trying to catch his breath. “Taste your sin and infidelity on my cock. Clean your cheating ass and my cum from the new love of your life’s cock.” Tyler tasted it all, gagging profusely but like an addict trying to shove every bit of that salty dick into his mouth. He felt the boys worshipping his puckered loose hole as he worshipped the dick that made him cheat. Tyler’s dick began pulsing and shooting cum loads all over the place, as other boys raced to swallow the cum and make out with it. “Now boys, what do have, about 20 of you?” Jax inquired. “Its 12:30 and this boy needs to be home by 3AM. Breed the fuck out of him now and send this lying cheating sack of infidelity back to his so called love of his life on time!” The roar of Jax’s command resounded throughout the entire room. The white hair twink pushed through everyone and slid into Tyler’s sloppy hole. Even more gobs of cum flowed out of him, Tyler looked up at the room, his eyes meeting Jax’s. What horrors had he committed?

A lot of guys use the Marco Polo on Aurora.

CHAPTER FIVE Through the eyes of Scotty: Dad, Dad, Dad I say for the third time while gently nudging my father to wake up. He’s slept in, finally I get his attention, through his sleepy eyes he looks at me and smiles. Dad you slept in, we have an appointment at the clinic in 45 minutes. The smile grows on his face as he peels the sheets back revealing his massive hard tool, now bouncing as he walks to the bathroom to get ready to take me. While in the car on the way dad asks if I’m nervous, my reply came so easily to me, absolutely not I said to my Dad. I’m so excited for a positive result dad, you have no idea. Dad I’ve been watching Treasure Island Media porn and other kinky bareback porn for many years now, I want nothing more than to be an absolutely perverted, dirty, kinky little poz hole for random seed and Dad you and I will make an amazing raw poz power couple, well that’s what I’m hopeful of Dad. I glanced over at my Dad while he was driving to try and gauge his reaction to what I said. He didn’t reply, but looked to have drifted off for a moment and a delicious smirk started to creep across his face. I knew that was a positive reaction and wondered in that moment what was going through his devious mind. With a little luck it wouldn't take long to find out. I decided to up the ante and asked dad if we would go to a sex club to celebrate tonight if I tested positive. He didn’t hesitate and replied fuck yes son, I’d love to take you, BUT we’d better have a positive outcome, here we go son, we’re here. I jumped out of the car, all excited, ran to dad and cuddled and kissed him in the carpark, saying let’s do this. We walked into the Men’s Sexual Health clinic and waited to be called. I glanced around the room and there were some really hot guys there, Dad noticed me and smiled, tweaking one of my nipples right there in the waiting room. We both laughed so hard. Finally I was called in for my appointment, with Dad waiting in the waiting room. I entered the Doctors room to be greeted by Simon, the Doctor, perhaps in his late 20’s, really handsome, athletic and a real wicked smile. He asked why I was there and after explaining I wanted a HIV test he started to get the testing materials ready. While doing that he asked about my sexual history and said that I should be honest with him, knowing this was my first appointment at the clinic and perhaps not aware that I could be completely upfront in this environment. I explained that I’d had one sexual partner and had recently started to have receptive anal sex with him, bareback and that he’d informed me of his HIV positive status after I’d already taken his cum inside me. Simon asked if I was upset that my Top hadn’t told me about his status before we engaged in sexual intercourse and I said hell no. I explained I love watching bareback porn and knew the risks, but was too turned on by raw fucking and cum that I’d already decided to have sex without condoms and accept that eventually I’d become infected. I noticed Simon’s pants tent as he was preparing the test for me. Sharp sting was the next thing I heard as Simon stated to draw some blood. Walking back to the desk, doing what he needed to do then saying he should have my result shortly and asked if I arrived with anyone for support. I told him my Dad had driven me here and that he knew the purpose of my visit to the clinic. Oh, that’s amazing Simon said. With a smirk on his face, then he looked me directly in the eye and asked if the person that fucked HIV positive cum into me was my father. I froze, I didn’t know how to respond, knowing he’d already told me to be brutally honest I simply said yes, but asked how he knew. He laughed saying look out the window, I have a perfect view of the carpark and saw you kiss and embrace the guy you arrived with and you just said you’re here with your Dad. It was easy to piece that together Scotty. Simon then started to ask some probing questions to ensure I’m being raised in a healthy environment and wasn’t being taken advantage of. He asked when I started having sex with my father and I said on my 18th birthday, so I was already an adult and participated willingly, telling Simon I’d been raised in a loving environment and was never taken advantage of. Simon then said he had the result ready and asked if I wanted my father to be in the room when I was given the result. I didn’t hesitate and said yes please, if that’s okay with you. Through the eyes of Dean: Sir could you head to room 4, I heard the receptionist say. I knocked on the door, then entered seeing Scotty sitting there with an adorable looking doctor. Hi I’m Simon the Dr said extending his had to shake mine. Scotty here has asked that you be in the room for support when he receives his test result. Okay I said, with butterflies in my stomach. Simon went on to say that regardless of the outcome of this test that I should be supportive of Scotty, having not known what they had been talking about this all seemed like normal conversation to me. That was until the Doctor swivelled around on his chair, with the front of his pants open and a delicious 8 inch hard cock drooling precum. Scotty looked at me with excitement, as the Dr stood up removing his overcoat as he walked to the door, locking it. As Simon turned around and now with his overcoat removed we had a perfect view of his biohazard tattoo just above his drooling cock. Scotty, Simon said, it’s with great pleasure I tell you that you’ve tested positive for HIV and given that you only started taking poz cum a little under three weeks ago your Dad here has done an excellent job. I sat there, rock hard listening to Simon talk while realising exactly how much they had been talking about before I entered the exam room. I took the Doctors lead and stated getting undressed, quickly followed by Scotty. All three of us naked now, Simon walked towards me and roughly pushed me on the exam table, bent over with my ass ripe for the taking. Scotty got behind me and started to eat my ass, then while rubbing his drooling cock against my wet hole he said this is it dad, I’m allowed to fuck you now that I’m poz, that’s what you said. I didn’t hesitate and told Scotty to ram his cock in me and breed my tight hole. To my surprise Scotty fucked me so hard, he was an amazing top, at one point I hear Simon moaning, egging Scotty on to fuck me harder, and adding there was a decent amount of blood on Scotty’s cock as he was sliding in and out of my wet hole. Scotty’s thrusting started to slow and I thought he had cum inside me, but no, he slowed to allow Simon to slide his cock inside him. Here I was, my bleeding poz hole wrapped around my sons poz cock while he was getting fucked by his poz Doctor. It was fucking amazing and I started to cum without even touching my cock, shooting my poisonous cum on the exam bed. My ass muscles clamped down on Scotty’s cock as I came, triggering Scotty’s orgasm. He it goes Dad, take my Poz load, take my dirty devil seed. Get used to it Dad he said as I felt his cock expand in my hole, pumping his toxic load deep in my guts. Simon was now pounding Scotty’s hole pretty hard, I pulled myself of Scotty’s cock and allowed him to steady himself on the exam table as Simon pounded his hole. I started to scoop my poz cum off the exam table and moved behind Simon and started fingering my charged load in to his ass as he fucked by boy, it wasn’t long before he grabbed Scotty’s hips, pulling him closer so he was fully impaled on his cock and grunting as he shot his toxic load into my son. It was so fucking hot. We started to gather ourselves and while getting dressed discussed meeting up again and exchanging numbers. Simon informed us that he holds monthly orgies, with all guys either being poz or chasing. Without hesitating for a second Scotty said we’re in, we’re coming to all of them. Before leaving Simon asked what we had planned for the rest of the day and I said we’re heading to see a mate of mine that owns a tattoo parlour to get Scotty his first tattoo, a biohazard symbol of course and then heading to Club 80 tonight to give and take heaps of loads. I told Simon he’s welcome to join us and he said he might just do that.

POZ Exam with my Boy My boy and I had tried monogamy, and we had both failed miserably. Whenever one of us had a business trip, we both tripped up. Somehow, I wound up on the bottom of a pile of guys in a hotel room, with at least three loads in my ass. My boy had taken loads at least four times in my absence... He thought at least of those guys was POZ. I couldn't fault him for wanting the guy's load, especially after I had taken one or two questionable loads myself... After a few weeks, neither of us seemed to have come down with the fuck flu, but it bothered me that we didn't really know our status. We decided to go get tested. Happily, my job had good benefits, and we were both able to schedule a physical exam to get tested for everything. We even got to choose our Doctor. From their photos on the hospital website, we picked the hunkiest of them all and got appointments back to back. I went first. Doctor Sizemore was a hottie, at least six foot two tall, wide shoulders, broad pecs, cropped blond hair, a smile full of perfect teeth, and looked like a full swaying package in his khakis. He wore an unbuttoned white coat over an almost-translucent shirt revealing his hairy chest. I stuttered as I answered his questions about general health and sexual history. He asked me how many sex partners I had had. I chuckled and said, 'Too many to count.” He said, “Try me,” and I flirted back a little, “Boy, would I,” and licked my lips a bit. He smirked and continued with the questions. He asked if I had any STDs, and I told him, “No. Not yet.” He leaned forward and put his manpaw on my leg saying, “Well, I'll be here for you either way.” Was he coming onto me, or was I just thinking dirty? He asked if I had any more concerns, and I told him that I wanted to be tested, and he excused himself, calling in his nurse to draw some blood. The nurse was adorable. Maybe five foot ten, olive skin, green eyes, and perfect swept dark hair. He could have been Superman's latin cousin. He took my blood and made small talk. He asked me if I had come alone. I told him no, that my boyfriend was in the waiting room. He remarked that I was lucky to have such a hot boy. I thanked him and told him he was pretty hot himself. He said he'd like to see more of both of us. I was turned on, but surprised to see such a frank and hot medical team! I wrapped everything up, and patted my boy's ass as he entered the exam room. I waited for him in the reception room as the hot nurse clicked away on his phone. I thought I would log onto one of those dating apps and see who was online, I laughed out loud when I saw the nurse's profile, fifteen feet away from me! He messaged me and told me he and my boy had made friends already. Knowing my boy, I wondered if he'd already blown the nurse. I read the details of his profile and saw that he was advertising as POZ, open to POZ and POZ-friendly. We chatted for a few minutes courtesy of the phone app, and then he excused himself to go in and do some blood work for my boy. The doctor came out of the exam room as the nurse entered. I could tell he was semi-hard and there was a dark spot on his crotch. I wondered if he had been turned on listening to my boy's exploits. He walked back into his office and I kept trolling the dating app just to see who else was out there. Seconds later, his own profile popped up! Doctor Sizemore's face was only partially visible, but I knew it was him. His pic was shirtless and hot. He messaged me and told me what a small world it was. A few minutes later, the intercom on the reception desk rang, and Doctor Sizemore reappeared to answer it. The nurse had summoned him back into the exam room, right away. He winked at me as he entered. I heard muffled speech and movement, but couldn't quite tell what was going on. I was worried that my boy had fainted during the blood draw... I got messages second apart from Doctor Sizemore and the nurse on the phone app. Both asked me to come to the exam room right away. And both attached blurry pics. I got up and ran into the room before I really looked at them. When I opened the door, I saw my boy on his back on the exam table, with his legs up in the air, and the nurse's raw POZ cock slamming into my boy's ass. Doctor Sizemore was perched on the edge of the table with his hand on the nurse's ass, guiding the nurse's cock into my boy's upturned ass. To be continued...

What to do Next I was stunned at all I heard. I went home and looked up the term 'bug chasing' to discover its meaning. I now understood why I only had the flu for 3 days, I had the 'fuck flu'. I sat in my dorm room figuring out what to do next. Then I remembered the tattoo I was given and figured out its true meaning. Thank god our firm showers are singles. I couldn't imagine how I'd explain that to my dorm mates (let alone my roommate). All through the week I tried to put it out of my mind. I did my best to avoid being naked or shirtless around my roommate. As the weekend drew closer I find myself wishing that the drug trial was still going on, I could use a hit of what they were giving me. Then I thought, 'was it really a sex drug or something else. I then thought about the two roommates I meet and exchanged numbers with a couple weeks back. I asked if I could meet up and talk with them this weekend. They gave me their address (just off campus). I headed over to their place, the walk only took 10 minutes. They welcomed me with a hug and a kiss. I was really glad to see these guys and hoped they could help me figure out what to do next. They were shocked that I was duped. They asked how I was doing with the thought of being poz. I was honest that it was a big shock but what could I do know, there was no going back. They reach shared that their pozing was just as much of a shock as mine was, but they learned to embrace it and were now able to fuck bareback all the time and with meds they were very healthy. As we sat there they asked me what my plans were for the night. I was honest when I told then that deep down I wish that the drug trial was still going on, I'd really like a hit of what I was getting during that time. They smiled and let me in on a little secret, they were hoping I might party with then that night, possibly spend the weekend with them high as fuck and fucking high. They knew by my smile that that was a yes. As they pulled out supplies they gave me a Viagra (to offset the effects of the Tina). I watched intently as they prepared the needles and explained the entire process. After the points were prepared they began to undress, so I followed their lead. Once we were all naked I followed them to the bedroom. One of then put porn on as the other one told me to lay back on the bed. It was explained to me how to administer a slam. I was so eager to have that 'shot' I was so ready, ready to get high, ready to fuck. We began to mange kiss, lick and suck as we waited for the Viagra to take effect. As we worked ourselves up one of the guys slipped a cock ring on me which increased the intensity of my throbbing cock. I was told to lay back as the black roommate began to get between my legs. They told me that he loves to be inside a nice ass when he is slammed. He eased his cock inside my ass while the white roommate prepared my arm while continuing to explain the process. He fixed a piece of rubber very tightly on my arm, then wiped a prominent vein with alcohol and with nice skill he slipped the point into my arm. He explained the flash of blood I was familiar with from the 'dug trial' indicating he was I the vein, then pushed the plunger down emptying the Tina into my vein. While I was getting my skin the black guy did his own and as soon as the point was out of my arm he began to slowly fuck me. I was made to wait a couple minutes as I began to feel my arm 'go to sleep' due to the cut of blood flow. He was ready to start pounding away at my hole as the tourniquet was pulled off and my arm raised over my head. I felt the temperature jump as the other roommate did his slam before giving me his cock to suck. I could feel cum leaking from his cock as he stroked my hard cock. We switched positions over the weekend and I got my first time to top Tina. We did a few more slams and by mid day Sunday we were all spent. They had gone through their entire stash and let them know that next time I could help pay for supplies.

Going class to class the next day was torture. My best friend laughing behind my back and showing people the pic on his phone. Jordan slapping me in the face whenever he passed me in the hall. And Deanna sending one of her friends over to break up with me. And then in the middle of 7th period, I check my new email account and there’s a message in my inbox. It was, of course, from my father under a new email address: PimpDaddy4Poz0915@gmail.com. It read: Be in your room on all fours, ass to the door, in a jock for this event: And then it had a web link pasted in the body of the email. I clicked on the link and my phone took me to the internet. It was some barebacking website and the link was a party announcement that read: New cum dump whore already pozzed but hasn’t had the fuck flu yet or tested positive. Cum and make sure his conversion takes. Wednesday night from 8pm until the last load is delivered. $3/fuck. And then it gave our address and had the pictures that he had taken of me posted. I could just imagine all of the diseased men looking at the pic of my inked ass – POZ FUCK HOLE. I bet they were going wild. I started to choke up but quickly clicked my phone off and tried to focus on American History. I didn’t really see my dad at all the next two days and I was anxious as hell. What the fuck was he doing to me? Three dollars? That’s what my hole was worth, my health, my dignity? I was a nervous wreck all day Wednesday, but about half way through the day, I also noticed that I was getting harder and harder. My puny penis wouldn’t go down. I was mortified. My body was actually looking forward to being a toxic cum dump tonight. Tears flooded my eyes as I realized, once again, just what an emasculated pussy boy I was. I didn’t eat anything that day, only liquids. If I was going to take a lot of cock, I was sure they would be sticking it in my mouth and I didn’t want to be messy at all. After baseball, I went home and started to clean out with that douche. I did it a lot to be sure. I slipped into another one of my jockstraps and crawled on to my bed at about 7:55pm. Positioned on all fours with my ass hole displayed to the door, I waited. The door opened and I looked at my bedside table iPod docking station. It read 8:02pm. My degradation began. “Stay where you are,” it was my dad. “Don’t look behind you.” And then I heard it. A buzz, a murmur, and I realized that were several men waiting outside of my bedroom door. I had no idea how many, it could be dozens, I couldn’t see, and my father had instructed me not to turn and look. “Lube your ass,” my father commanded, pouring some lube into my hand. I reached under myself and fingered some of the lube into my hole. There was some moaning and gasps from the men waiting in line as they watched me finger myself. I imagined this was making them hard and hornier. My father threw the container of lube on the bed along with a bottle of poppers and turned to the door. “Okay, gentlemen, the cunt is open for business. Please have your three dollars ready.” I heard the first man approach the bed and hand my Dad some bills. “Nice,” the stranger hissed as I heard his belt open and his zipper descend. He rubbed a rather thick cock against my hole and then sunk it into my almost healed pucker. I bucked a bit and cried out, “Fuck!” I took a few hits of poppers to help me in my unwieldy task of taking all the cocks waiting outside my bedroom. “Goddamn, that’s a sweet hole. I’m gonna’ take care of you real good. Make sure you got the bug,” he cajoled as his tool went to work stretching my pussy. I stayed in position and let him ream my butt, his droopy balls banging against mine. My father was at the door talking with my future clients so I looked back over my shoulder. There was a flabby guy in his 60s, white stringy hair all over his saggy chest, and wrinkled droopy skin hanging from his belly. He wore glasses and had a large nose with a copious amount of hair protruding from the nostrils, his face decorated with aging spots. He looked right in my eyes, “Sweet boy pussy gonna’ take this old man’s load, huh?” What the fuck??? I was hard! My tiny cock slapped against my stomach, and looking right in his ancient eyes, I curled my lip and said, “Fuck right. Fill me up, grandpa.” What was I saying? The old man’s hands gripped my waist tighter and he began brutalizing my guts with his big cock until he was grunting and giving me my first load of the night. “Take my dirty seed, cumhole!” he roared as he buried his jizz in my man-womb. The disgusting old man pulled his cock out of my ass and came around to my front. His dick was pale with random white hairs up and down his shaft. It looked gnarly and aged. He shoved it in my mouth and said, “Clean your fucking ass off my dick, boy.” And I did. I slurped and relished every drip of extra cum and ass juice that was on his big 60-something year old cock. As I was cleaning him up, another cock slid into my chute. I squealed on the old man’s dick as my asshole accommodated a very differently shaped appendage. It was long, not as thick but really long. And he just kept long-stroking making me feel the entire length with every thrust. There was that feeling again. I couldn’t speak because my mouth was full of cock, but the unseen stranger behind me just kept hitting me deep and suddenly my ass was convulsing and spasming. I whined and whimpered on the old man’s dick as my body was wracked with an orgasm. At the height of my internal, the dick in my ass started to pulse and quench my cunt’s thirst with another load. “That’s right, fuck hole, take another charged load up that pussy. Get you pregnant, break you in for all the others,” he growled as he emptied his balls. As his cum hit my insides, my ass started spasming again and I had another orgasm, bucking and rutting with a cock in both holes. As my orgasm subsided, a round of applause went up from the waiting men. I let the soft old cock fall out of my mouth and looked behind me as the other guy pulled his soft dick from my shitter. He was a tall skinny geeky guy in his 40s, who simply slapped my ass and said, “Nice cunt,” as he walked out of the room. In a fog, I saw my dad was at the door collecting three dollars from a variety of other men. As my vision cleared, I focused on the next top approaching me – a large black man with a huge uncock cock dangling between his legs. He had a full smooth belly and a moustache. He must have been in his late 40s/early 50s. He spit on his dick and said, “Daddy says you’ve never had black dick in you.” “No sir,” I replied. “That’s about to change,” he said and pushed his hardening dick into me. I screamed out, feeling him get larger as he sunk deeper into my hole. More poppers and my cock socket started to open more. I whimpered and asked, “Are you poz too?” “We’re all poz, bitch. We’re here to make sure you are too.” And he proceeded to fuck me harder than I’ve ever been fucked. I was screaming and thrashing about, but he just kept slamming me harder and harder until he tensed and shot a powerful spurt of toxic jizz into my rectum. And then another and another…there were seven shots all together and as he pulled out, I felt cum dripping down my balls. Clearly, my ass was already overflowing with the diseased cum that was being put in me. My lips were pushed apart by his slimy black cock and I started sucking his ebony tool. I tasted that metallic coppery essence again and that’s when I placed it. It was the same as when I would suck a cut on my finger or something. It was the taste of blood, which meant I had bled on Saturday afternoon and that I was bleeding now. I didn’t have time to think too much about it because the black guy starting pistoning in my mouth because I had paused and another dick pushed past my O-ring. The invading phallus was short and stubby, but hard as a rock. This was when I learned that small dicks hurt even more than big dicks, but with no pleasure attached. His pointy little guy stabbed and poked into my sensitive ass walls without filling me up or actually getting deep enough to send sensations through my body. It was just uncomfortable and annoying. Even though I was trying to choke down the black monster that had just demolished my cunt, I began flexing my ass, trying to milk the small-dicked top faster. He grunted and moaned, dropping another poisonous load in my hole. I let the black dick escape my mouth and looked behind me to see who the small dick wonder was. He waddled out of the room with his clothes in hand, a gross little man with a pot belly, a hairy back, and zits all over his ass. A fucking troll had just pozzed my ass. Just then I felt something wet hit my face and realized that the black dude was cumming again, ejaculating all over my cheeks, forehead, and lips. My tongue flew around trying to taste some of it as he walked away from me, and another cock was shoved in my ass. It went on this way all night. Ugly men, old men, fat men, muscular men. Big dicks, thick dicks, long dicks, short dicks, fat dicks. But all poz dicks. My ass was covered with cum, both dried and fresh. My boy cunt was just overrun with toxic seed, spilling from my pussy every time a new cock would be introduced to my asshole. My dad continued to collect three dollars from every sick fuck that wanted to pozz me, and I just took it. Eventually, a guy wanted me on my back and so there were a dozen or so that I was looking straight at when they trenched out my innards and loaded me up with more disease. I was looking straight at the Mexican dude when he spit in my mouth and told me to carry his AIDS babies. I was eye-to-eye with the smelly fat guy with the beer can cock when he informed me that he wasn’t on meds and that his viral load had reached an all time high and then proceeded to pump a huge amount of his semen into me. And I was cheek to cheek with the gorgeous bald daddy with the super cut abs and the huge pecs as he lied his complete weight on me, his 9” baby maker sawing in and out of my battered cunt as he whispered in my ear, “I’m pretending you’re my real son. He just turned 18 too. He lives with his mother, but he’s so hot just like you. And I’m imagining it’s his cum covered asshole wrapped around my dick right now. Tell me to breed you. Say ‘Daddy, please breed me.’” I wrapped my arms and legs around him and begged, “Daddy, please breed me.” Instantly, his cock was shooting off in my hole and he was panting, “Yes, Billy, fuck yes, take Daddy’s semen, take is cum, take it in your beautiful cunt.” I’m assuming Billy was the name of his son. He relaxed on top of me, catching his breath. After a few minutes, he said, “You’re a good boy,” and he pulled his big dick out of me and left. At one point, this bear dude had me riding his big 8 incher when another guy got behind me. I felt him start to push against my already stuffed hole. Before I could resist, the bottle of poppers was shoved under my nose and I inhaled deeply. My cunt opened up more for the second dick as I was DP’ed for the first time. I looked behind me and saw a young college muscle jock with a big 10 inch cock lodged up my hole next to the bear’s dick. Even with the poppers, I opened my mouth and just started letting out animalistic cries and grunts as the two tops simultaneously fucked my twat. Another internal started in my ass and I began to really bear down on their fat pricks. I started to call out, “Yes, yes, fill my cunt. Get your three bucks worth! Fuck out this poz cum dump with your big cocks! Use this three dollar whore!” My cunt started twitching and convulsing which knocked the two in my ass over the edge and my pussy was once again flooded with toxic HIV jizz. By the end, it started to wrap up, resembling a small gangbang. There were about 6 guys left just trading out from one of my holes to the other. I was high on poppers and cum, and just taking whatever dick was put in whatever hole I had. My bed was streaked with cum, lube, my ass juice, and a little pink from my destroyed cunt. Finally, there was only one guy left. This nasty guy in his 50s, kind of gaunt, balding with a white crown of hair. He was pigeon chested with knobby little nips surround by stringy silver hair and a stomach of loose skin speckled with liver spots. His dick was thick and long with a large purple head, and he treated me like I wasn’t even there. He told my father to get me on all fours so my father ordered me into the position and I got there although I was utterly exhausted. I looked at the docking station. It was 5am!! This guy plunged into my gut with his huge cock and just started slamming away into my ass. “The boy’s got really nice hole, man,” the guy complimented my father. “He was born to take random dick,” my father agreed. The old fart asked, “So he hasn’t gotten the fuck flu yet? Hasn’t even tested poz?” “Nope, but when he does, holy fuck! He has so many strains swimming around his guts, God knows what they’ll find. No telling if meds will even touch it. But I’ll still put him to use until he won’t turn a profit anymore. By then, he’ll be an adult and I can kick him out on his own.” I wanted to cry to hear my dad talking about me that way, but he was just being honest. My life as a cum bucket had really begun. “Fuck, I’m gonna’ cum. I’m gonna’ fill your son up with another poz load, man!” “Do it,” my father egged him on. “Make sure it takes. Make sure that he’s fucked! Charge his ass and help him fulfill his destiny as my own little poz cum whore!” The old guy pounded me harder than he had been, swatting my ass really hard and grunting. He punched my left ass cheek and grabbed me by my hair. Painfully, he pulled me back onto him with the tuft of hair he had entangled in his fingers and shot spurt after spurt of diseased spunk into my ass. Instinctively, I had an internal orgasm on his twitching cock. He pushed me off his dick, thanked my father, and left. There I lie on my bed, covered in crusting cum, HIV semen leaking out of my ass, and exhausted, ready to just sleep in all of this filth. My father knew it too. He went to my door, turned back and said, “You realize that you never once came? You never ejaculated. Just came with your ass. Do you have any doubts now whether or not you’re meant to be a pimped out poz whore?” Leaving me with that thought, he turned off my bedroom light and shut the door behind him. I began to fall asleep covered in spent lube and warm cum, sliding on top of my bed toward a pillow that smelled of the musky scent of ass. I welcomed the soft pillow, breathing in the slightly stale smell of the assholes that had inadvertently sat on my pillow while fucking my ass or mouth. The last thought before I passed out into a deep slumber was, “I need to remember to check my new email account first thing in the morning.” More to come…