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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.

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 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.

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?😊

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.

Saturday night to Sunday morning. Got a text by my much older top friend asking if i was available for an over night party. I said great timing my wife was away this weekend. I got there and all 4 guys in the group i play with were there. I got pushed to the living room were they all sitting there naked watching porn. Was told to strip and suck everyone. I stripped and started my sucking as they watched. None blew any loads they were saving that. After i got to the last one I got pulled up by my arm got grabbed and pulled to the garage door. Got pulled to the bench and pushed facedown and I felt my leggs and arms and hands tied to the bench its lifted so my ass is high. Then they put a tight blindfold on me. Then they left and the lights went out. It was in the dark for a while then i can see the light went on heard someone walk over. He said with a familiar voice I'm your 1st then felt him rubbing my ass and heard something drop next to me. He said I got a box of toys and things we are going to use on you tonight. I heard some noise then felt something cold on my hole. I heard some heavy breathing and felt something go in. He put a rag on my face and made me dizzy as hell. The thing in my ass was very bumpy and slowly went in deep. He started thrusted it in and out for a while and i can hear him moan and breathing heavily. He pulled it out and felt some fingers go in as he stretched my hole and he shove his tongue deep. He stopped and I felt his cock go in and he started the fuck hard and wild and felt him explode.. He pulled out moaning. Then I heard him walk away and the lights went out. I layed there for some time. I heard laughter and talking in the other room. Then the lights went on and heard some talking and sounds. Then felt a finger in my hole and something go around my neck. He pulled hard and it was hard to breathe then felt a cock go in as he pumped hard and it got tighter around my neck till i almost passed out then released i got so dizzy and i moaned loud. That got him so hot he blew a load in me. The other guy moved over quickly and he started to pump fast . He didnt last long and he growled load and blew a load.. i felt a slap on my ass and the guys walked away and shut the light off as a layed there in the dark again. This went on til sunday morning someone would fuck me and leave. Dont know what they were doing as I layed in the dark between each fucking but thay did a lot of things to me through out the night. I did fall asleep a few times waiting to be woken up someone fucking me. It was a great night my wrists and leggs sore as hell. When i got home slept most of sunday dripping.

Chapter 3: Gooning I couldn't wait to see my friend again, and tell him about me tasting my fresh cum for the first time. Sure I could have called him, but I was sure that we would jack when I told him in person, and that we did! He did call a bit later saying his dad was away, and invited me for a swim, to which I gladly accepted. I threw on my big baggy trunks, and headed right over. When I arrived, he was lounging in a tight red speedo, and smoking a cigarette. I had never smoked, and had no idea he had. I told him I didn't know he smoked. He said not really but another friend himself had recently started experimenting it, and he enjoyed it. He passed me a cigarette, and honestly i didnt care for it, although i smoked all of it. I then told him that I had been experimenting with something too. He asked what, and I told him I had tasted my fresh cum for the first time. Now it doesn't take younger guys much to get hard, and I could see his cock growing in his red speedo, even before he asked what it tasted like. At the same time, I was getting hard too. My eyes focused on his package imagining his step dad in his speedo. The only difference was he had a hairless chest unlike his furry step dad. I started to tell him how I loved the taste of my fresh cum. His cock peeked out of his speedo, and he said he always shot on his jock, and never even thought of tasting it, just sniffing his jock. He asked what it tasted like, and I pulled his speedo down to his knees, rubbing his cock and simply said I think it's time for you to find out for yourself. I pulled my trunks down, and we both started jacking. I could feel my cum building up, but I wanted to last, so even though I didn't really care for cigarettes I suggested we smoke one again. We finished smoking and started to stroke again, and it wasn't long before we both shot our massive loads on our chest and face. I took my finger scooping some cum from his chest, and put my finger to his mouth. He seemed a bit hesitant, but tried it and said he loved it. He said he wanted to taste my cum, but he shot a much bigger load than I and I said he would, but he had plenty of his own to eat this time. We both greedily ate our own cum, and then heard his dad pulling up. We quickly pull up our trunks and jumped into the pool. Fortunately we had already cleaned most of the cum from ourselves. His dad walked in, simply saying it was a great day for a swim. I quickly said, why don't you join us. He quickly said yes and went in to change in a tight red speedo that matched his step sons. I'm not sure asking him to join was a great idea, as I constantly had to hide my raging boner. My friend wasn't getting hard ad he's seen him in his speedo before. We swam around a bit, and when my boner died, I got out of pool and said I had to go home. Of course it was to taste my cum again! I was thinking how my friend said his step dad put his fingers up ass and came without touching his cock. I thought that would be hot, and as my dad wasn't home, I'd give it a try. I tried putting one finger in my hole, and it was really uncomfortable for me, so I took out my hand lotion and put it on a finger. That made it much more comfortable. I didn't stick my finger in all the way, probably just past the first digit, but it was oddly pleasurable. I didn't cum hand free, but later learned it is your finger hitting prostrate that makes that happen. Next Chapter 4: let's talk

I used to get fucked and blow anybody and everybody in the stairwell of our apartment building when hed fall asleep, in my car in the parking garage, and through glpryholes I drilled in bathrooms around town and on my undergraduate campus.

About an hour ago... my Sweet Latino FB. i go through withdrawal when He hasn't planted His seed in me in awhile, but then it helps me stay hungry and keeps me grateful for Men and Breeding... and that's not a bad thing. i feel very good right now, not going through withdrawal any more. i love Men.

Easier said than done. I did that with my ex. He always refused to open up and would make me feel guilty af about even proposing the idea. That led me to cheat on him with anyone and everyone I could. We were together for 6 years and I began cheating on him in the first year. He only caught me once, and id fuck around nearly every day on him.

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!

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 recently moved away from my super conservative family for college, and it has been an incredibly liberating experience. I've been (and still am) closeted, and I'm just now feeling comfortable enough to start exploring some of my desires. I've started playing with toys, and have also started hooking up using apps. But this past weekend, I took my first understall load - it took me a while (and drink or two) to muster up the courage to do this, but I got on sniffies and went to a known bathroom cruising spot and managed to make it happen. When I got to the place, the sniffies app said there was already someone there, and when I went in, there was indeed someone already in a stall. I went into the stall next to them, and took my pants off and started slowly jerking myself. After a minute or so, the guy got down on his knees and slid his dick under the stall. It was a good size, good length and not too thick, with a nice upward curve. My heart was pounding at this point - was this really happening? I got down on my knees and put it in my mouth - slightly musky, but in a good way. I started sucking, getting his dick nice and slick, and after a bit of sucking, I was ready. I turned around, and guided his cock into my hole. The guy didn't last long - he probably fucked me for all of a minute before he came. But as he was cumming, he whispered "yeah take my load you fucking faggot" and that did things to me - I felt a tingle deep inside me (and I don't mean his cum flooding my hole 😂) and an incredible rush. I had never been called a faggot in this context before, and it felt electric. I'd never felt so alive before. It also just felt 'right' to me. I drove home rock hard and when I got home I jerked myself off to the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Ever since then, I haven't been able to get that man's words out of my brain. I'm a fucking faggot, and I want men to cum in me. It's the only thing I think of now when I jerk off. Definitely going to be exploring these feelings more going forward

He was definitely staring. Every booth in the arcade was full. Thanks to some stupid state law, likely meant to inhibit sex (ironic, Black's Beach was just south in La Jolla...), there were no doors or curtains and one could see many of the booths and their occupants. My pants were done up, but I was rubbing myself through my shorts...and he was staring. He had a casual look, leaning back in the darkness of the booth, I could catch bits of detail from the flashes of TV light. Short hair, salt and pepper, trimmed in beard and moustache, decently built, he looked like he was in his early fifties. And that stare. For the briefest moment...you know that moment, when the eyes meet yours for the first time and lock. You quickly looked away, didn't you? I did. But just like you did, I looked back a little later, just to see, right, to see if he was actually looking at me, was he? That stare. I was 18, fresh into school at Camp Pendleton, and the porn shop in Oceanside was a natural draw. There were plenty of places to buy skin mags but this was the only video arcade young Marines knew of, otherwise, in the early 90's, you had to get a room at the Miramar or one of the other hotels and suck up the stupid cost of a hotel porn film. No, this place was where you went to see the films and, as a young Midwestern 18 year old, first delved into the reality of your sexuality. It was a straight film I had up but now I could barely concentrate on Tom Byron blowing his load over Tori Wells' tight ass. He was still staring. And his hand was grazing across his crotch, his legs carelessly spread...was that his dick? Was he actually stroking? While he's staring at me? Is this guy gay? He chose that moment to leave his booth; he had to walk right past mine, I tried not to look but his eyes never left me and I could feel it. The state. As he passed by, his left hand 'casually' brushed the framing of my booth and a soft noise indicated he'd smacked the edge with a ring, not enough to be noticed...except by me. The sound of metal on wood caused me to look up. He was still staring at me and when I looked up and our eyes locked again, he motioned toward the store with a nod of his head and was gone. I sat there shocked. Had never experienced anything like this before. But when you know you're being scoped you KNOW, instinct tells you what experience can't and I knew. He wanted me to follow. Would I? I wasn't gay...but THAT wasn't really true either, was it? I'd played with things I could get up my butt as a kid, even a big black dildo, my mother's, from the time I'd hit puberty, certainly long enough to know I liked it. And there was that night in San Diego a few weeks earlier, and the two men who came to my tiny YMCA cubbyhole. But I wasn't gay, I had a girlfriend after all, and you couldn't have a girlfriend and be gay... But I felt I had to follow him, see where this went, so I got up and went for the door. And in the bright, harsh fluorescents, among Marines and others browsing and marvelling at the smut on display, there he was, looking at a dildo. A large one. And as if on cue, he casually looked across the wall in a way that naturally allowed him to see me coming out of the arcade. I stepped into the toy aisle and moved past him a bit. After a few moments I could feel him passing behind me and that was when reality hit. A whisper, barely audible, lost to the background and just for me. ”Outside, white Chevy, just get in," and again, gone. My heart raced. I was right. He was definitely staring at me,he was definitely hitting on me, he was definitely cruising me (though I had no idea of that term or it's meaning)...and I was now definitely walking out the door into the California sun, where, sure enough, he was behind the wheel of a white Chevrolet. Watching. I walked to the car and got in; without a word he pulled out and we were gone. It was that easy. As he pulled into traffic south toward Carlsbad, he rested his hand on my bare thigh and gave my leg a squeeze then left it there, chuckling quietly as he felt me tense up. "First time?" he said. It wasn't a question. He went on, not waiting for me to respond, "My name is Brad, it's nice to meet you..." he trailed off, expecting a response. "Jeff. I'm Jeff." I stuttered in response. It was about all I could say. My mouth was suddenly dry. "Well Jeff,it's nice to meet you. I think we'll have a good time this afternoon, yeah?” He chuckled again and his hand slid a bit further up my leg. "I'm positive. You'll remember this, you never forget your first time." All pretense was gone, the fingers drifted into the leg of my shorts as he drove "I love that I'm your first time. Heh, makes me a virgin killer I guess." 'How could he know?' I thought to myself. We rode the rest of the way making small talk, he danced on and off sexual questions as he got me loosened up, all the time that hand crept up my thigh bit by bit. He'd done this before. That became evident. And his casual questions, what you'd expect, the usual, worked to open me even more. How old I was, where I was from, did I have a girlfriend,had I ever been with a man, what did I like. The typical questions we ask a new partner. The questions that told him I was, in fact, a virgin to what he was offering. "Here we are Jeff, home sweet home.". A nice townhouse in Carlsbad. Where I grew up in one afternoon in 1992. to be continued...

I was getting a hard ploughing by an incredibly hung top once, and he had me pinned in an uncomfortable position, but every time I asked to move he just held me down harder. After a while he could see I was struggling to take it, so he leant in and just whispered in my ear: 'cry'. I totally let go and soon he was breeding me deep. Huge load. I can see why it's not for everyone, but I found it super hot - he totally owned my body and mind in that moment.

I prefer a used hole and often turn down ones that are not freshly fucked or anon

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.

Only been to their Dare2Bare events on a Sunday- and those are good! Not sure what a regular weekday evening would be like… If you’re going to Birmingham and have transport, you might want to check out the Greenhouse Sauna in Darlaston- it’s certainly one of the best (if not the best) saunas in the country.

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.

Just saw your pictures and read about the things you allege to do.... It is such a pity, that you are on another continent. I would beat you up and rape your worthless ass. Choke you 'til the verge of death, while pumping my deadly seed into your faggot cunt.... You're such a nice young peace of fuck meat....

Sam, it’s time for you to learn how to swallow a cock, get down on your knees and hold Leon’s cock feel the hardness and heat from his throbbing member, now feel Leon’s balls notice how they are moving around in his sack, they are charging his sack with a nice load of cum. Now squeeze his cock and stick your tongue out see the precum leaking out now taste the sweet nectar. It was the first time I had tasted pre cum and it was so nice my first experience. Now put the head of Leons cock in your mouth and close your sweet lips around suck it hard, enjoy the precum, now take him further down, I swallowed his thick long black cock until it hit the back of my throat and then went up and down giving my first blow job. Cup his balls again feel how hard they are getting now that means Leon is getting ready to blow his load into your mouth, now open your throat and swallow feel his cock go all the way down your throat, the sensation was incredible I was now going all the way up and down his cock and I could tell he was really close to cumming, then Leon said I going to cum take my cum fuck fuck fuck as he held my head and forced his cock down all the way down my throat and his cock started pulsing salty cum straight down my throat, I came off slightly and more cum collected in my mouth, once Leon and finished Jon said open your mouth show the camera all the cum as I did this, Jon said lay down Leon on your back now and open your sexy mouth, now Sam release the cum into Leon’s mouth and tongue kiss him share the cum boys. Okay take a little break boy’s. I said to Jon that was awesome, Jon said you’re a natural cocksucker you’re doing well, my two sexy twinks, Sam you are going to get and give so much pleasure this is only the start. Jon handed the camera to Leon and said Sam I think your ready to taste a Positive cock what do you thing? Yes, I ready Sir, Jon lined up his Poz cock and I opened my licks and tasted his Positive pre cum it tasted so good, now all the way down, so I deep throated his big Poz cock I was look directly at his biohazard tattoo, wow Sam you are a talented cocksucker as Jon pulled out he said my cum is for your Virgin Boy pussy. Jon took the camera back from Leon and focused in on Leon and I again okay boys let’s talk about what’s next. Jon: Okay let’s have a look to see if anybody online has some nice ideas. Look we have a suggestion from BBPOZFUCKER he would like to see you boys opened up and fucking yourselves on a double ended dildo, what do you think Sam? Are we live? Yes Sam you have an audience of 200+ guys most of them probably positive watching and jerking off to your conversion, to late now and you know you love it besides you’re the star of the show 😊 Leon would you like to fuck each other on a double ended dildo, sure I’d love that, Sam you up for it? Yes, I knew there was no turning back now plus I had blue balls. I said to Jon, I don’t know how long I can hold this load for my balls are hurting. Okay gottcha. You promised Leon your load so lets do that first and then we can get to the dildo after. Leon, get yourself into the sling, Leon quickly took his place as Jon restrained his legs and arms. Leon’s sweet black ring was nicely on show, then Jon said eat his hole Sam and I started licking Leon out, good enough Sam now place your Virgin cock on his ring and squeeze some pre cum out, I did as instructed, now grab his tiny waist and push hard, so I trust forward my cock burst through Leon’s ring and he screamed as I went to stop Jon who was behind me thrust me forward and my hard balls slapped Leon's butt, Leon then said fuck me hard breed me with your Virgin cum and I started power fucking him. Leon was moaning in extasy Oh fuck this is so good, and I could feel my ball contract and the tingling sensation at the head of my cock and I knew I was going to blow my load, Yes, Yes Yes, I cumming as my cock throbbed and cum burst out breeding the sexy black boy hole. As I came down I notice Leon had cummed all over his face and chest, I licked up and swallowed it down, then Jon said Leon push it out and feed it to Sam as he did that I got all my cum in my mouth and then kissed it into Leon, Leon said thanks that was so good, there is only one thing better that a cock breeding you and that’s a positive cock breeding you, Sam I can’t wait until Jon deflowers you, you’ll love it and never look back. The cum the Positive main event.

Part 6 – Craving the Gift Liam stood over Martin and James, deciding it was time to take the handsome young man for himself. Too many young guys struggled trying to take Liam’s cock. Liam had waited until his next conquest had been opened up and properly stretched so Liam could enjoy taking him. He’d taken lots of younger guys, most of them would-be models giving it up for a chance to network in the industry; too many of them were adequate at best, and failed to earn the gifts he had to share. James was going to be a rare treat. Intelligence, youth, and success on top of his incredible looks. He was someone who was used to controlling his situation and directing the outcome. Liam was about to take all of that away from James. “He’s coming for you,” Martin said into James’ ear. James watched as Liam took up position between his legs. Some small part of his mind was saying this was crazy — getting fucked out in public like this, surrounded by strangers, and someone he barely knew anything about preparing to take him. But the rest of him craved what was happening in a way he’d never felt before. Liam looked like a Norse god, his blonde hair blazing in the late afternoon sun, his lean, muscular body stretching up into the sky above James’ own athletic body. Liam was stroking his long, uncut cock, spreading lube up and down his shaft in preparation to take James. He felt like a mortal sacrifice awaiting his fate. Liam exuded confident energy and strength: James could only submit himself to Laim’s raw desire. He couldn’t resist. Wordlessly, his legs lifted, knowing this was the right thing to do. Liam grinned, looking down upon the athletically toned 20-something spread before him. The guy was half his age, his legs up and hole eagerly awaiting Liam’s pleasure. The blonde man leaned forward, his body’s weight hovering and then settling on top of James, pressing the younger man’s knees into his shoulders and exposing his freshly bred hole as Liam’s long, stiff cock began to seek it out on its own. He pressed his weight into James, the hot young man groaning in submission. The French-Canadian cock was like a long pole that he deliberately sank into the anxious younger man’s vulnerable hole. James groaned as the hefty cock filled him. He could feel it’s length going deeper than any of the others he’d taken this week. “oh yeah,” Liam exhaled, letting his cock rest inside the young piece of ass. “I can feel the other loads in you. You’re a little whore, aren’t you?” His accent sounded thicker than earlier and incredibly sexy. He flexed his cock, and James whimpered. “Your ass is pozzed now. You want an ass full of poz loads, don’t you, whore?” “Yes,” James said meekly. He was finding it impossible to take a full breath with Liam pressed on top of him. Liam began moving his cock, at first just a few long, deep strokes, but then he angled the strokes, stretching James’ athletic ass even wider than the other. James had never had an uncut cock inside him before; he could feel the hardness sliding in and out of its uncut sheath. It felt like a massage rather than the usual friction. James was instantly under Liam’s spell. “Uhhhhhh. Ah! Uhhhhh!” “Do you see the crowd around us? They all see what a whore you are. They want to see me breed you.” James felt a thrill surge through him. Everything Liam said was true. “Let them hear you moaning like a little whore.” Liam plunged his long cock into James’ slick hole. “UHHHH!” James didn’t have to try to be louder. His moans and groans were genuine as the powerful man used him. Liam shifted positions so he was kneeling on the blanket, James legs bent on either side of him. Both men’s physiques were fully displayed for the hungry crowd. Liam’s tall, slender body flexed as he drove his cock in and out of the man half his age. James’ athletically built body was laid bare for all eyes, his thick pecs heaved and glistened with sweat in the waning daylight, his toned legs wrapped on either side of the man pounding him. Liam rose up and backward onto his knees, gripping James’ ankles and spreading him wide. He plunged his long dick into his conquest, savoring the young man’s grunt as he was impaled, and then slowly pulled out, letting the head rest in the spasming sphincter muscle. Liam watched the head of his thick cock as it teased the hungry hole, plugging just the head in and out of the hole. Despite the pounding it was taking, Liam felt the young man’s sphincter closing around his cock with every stroke. “FUCK! Your ass is so hot! No wonder everyone in town is breeding it.” James wanted to say something, but that part of his brain had shut down. All he could do was moan, grunt and whimper as this god mounted and used him. Again and again he felt himself filled with the stiff tool that took his breath away, and the intense mingling of relief and desire whenever the long shaft pulled out. He’d never experienced anything like this before — used as a fuck toy outdoors in front of a crowd. He felt exhilarated! And he didn’t want it to end. Again he groaned, barely believing that he was the person making these noises, under the spell of this man who he’d only met a couple hours ago. “This is so hot to watch,” Martin whispered in his ear. “My husband’s cock is amazing, isn’t it?” Again James wanted to speak, but all that came out was a half-grunt and a nod as Liam impaled him again. Martin ran his hand over James’ sculpted pecs and abs, feeling the muscles ripple as the young man was fucked senseless in the dunes. James’ muscular legs were bent in the air as Liam pressed himself deep inside. Martin knew this was simply a conquest for Liam — he likely wouldn’t remember the much younger man’s name tomorrow, but he would relish having taken someone with such a hot body. “Hold his arms back,” Liam commanded Martin. James felt his arms pressed out to the sides, Martin’s strength holding him down, unable to do anything but accept the pounding from this blonde god. Martin was hard again watching James powerless between them. He wanted to kiss James deeply, but didn’t want to sacrifice hearing the younger man’s desperate moaning. “Uhhhhhh! Ah! Uhhhh!” Liam felt the last vestiges of control seep out of James’ body. He had him. Now it was time to finish his conquest and claim his prize. “You want my gift, don’t you, whore?” Liam said as he started to pick up the pace of his fucking. James moan as his ass was spread wider. He knew what was coming. He desperately wanted it. And all he could do now was moan for it. “Little whore is ready for this poz load.” Liam stretched forward again, his body covering James’ athletic body, pressing the young man into the blanket and the sandy dune beneath it. James was trapped and powerless. Liam was pounding deep into the upturned ass, his long strokes becoming shorter and more intense as the pressure in his balls began to build exponentially. At first James could feel the blonde god’s heavy balls slapping against his bare ass, but that sensation faded as Liam got closer to cumming, his balls drawing up tight as they prepared to release. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Liam’s head rocked backward even as he plunged downward into the hungry hole. He gave several primal grunts, marking each of the deep thrusts that he allowed to linger inside James’ ass. James felt the shock waves rocking Liam’s body as he began to pumping his pozzed jizz into him. He felt the thick cock spasming as it released a wave of cum. Liam grunted again, letting his cock slide deep up into James’ guts, extracting a groan from the young man who was feeling yet another load filling him. Liam’s body quaked as his muscle tension released. Conquests should be savored, and he looked into the freshly conquered boy’s eyes. There was total submission in James’ eyes; an acceptance of his fate as a cumdump. Liam stayed inside him, wanting to be certain that none of his seed escaped the little whore’s ass. He wanted to see him trek back across the dunes, a marked whore with the loads still inside his prime piece of ass. Martin leaned forward and kissed James passionately. Liam withdrew, rolling his weight back into a kneeling position. He admired his own glistened cock, covered with frothy cum. He stood up, gazing down on his conquest. James was laying there in the waning sunlight as a few guys in the crowd clapped before moving on. James couldn’t move and laid there breathing heavily. His body was exhausted while totally relishing the intense sexual experience. He could feel his stretched hole wet with lube and cum, and couldn’t imagine anything better. I watched for a couple moments longer as Martin caressed James, then turned away, leaving my cumdump boyfriend laying there in the dunes.

Part 3 – What’s In A Name? The next two days were rainy, so we all stuck around the house. James had returned home early the morning after his encounter with Martin. He googled his celebrity crush, talking incessantly with each of us throughout the day about Martin’s accomplishments. There was no secret of the fact he and Martin had left the A-House together, having walked by several of our friends as they headed to Martin’s. James found some pics of Martin in his younger modeling days, and promotional shots from more recent years. James swooned over these. While he shared with me some aspects of their encounter, adding that they had fucked again in the early hours of the morning before James left. The second encounter sounded more brief and tender, with James waking to the sensation of Martin sliding inside him. He omitted that Martin was poz and that he had bred him, though he did share that they had barebacked both times. James was clearly still star struck by Martin. He texted him several times that day, but Martin was working on a project that was due soon, and chose to use the rainy days as motivation to hunker down and finish. We filled both days with our friends and food, and even a bike ride in the rain. We clubbed both nights, sloshing through the streets, and skipping any late night pizza. Tuesday the weather flipped and was gorgeous. We were heading out to the local pools for the day, having connected with some other friends who were also in town. James opted to hang at the condo reading and having some quiet time. We planned to all meet for dinner later that night. I went to one of the pools with a smattering of friends, having lunch and a bevy of cocktails. Around 2:30 I decided I’d had enough sun and was gonna head out for a bike ride. Tea Dance would be quiet today, so I wouldn’t mind biking later in the day. I walked back to the condo to grab my bike and throw on my sneakers. I walked in the condo and headed up toward our bedroom to change quickly. There was an odd tension in the house, and I heard noises from the bedroom. I slowed my approach and crept quietly to the half open door. I was surprised to find James naked inside, straddling another guy. It took me a moment to place the face because he was partially obscured by James’ upper body, but then I recognized him. He was one of the people Martin had introduced us to in the club the first night. Edgar, I believe his name was. He was a handsome Brazilian living on the West Coast who did some acting and modeling, though it was mostly smaller stuff. He and James had clearly reconnected since meeting in the bar. I tried to be inconspicuous while watching. James was straddling Edgar’s midsection, with Edgar’s dick standing straight up and between James’ ass cheeks, the two slowly grinding. Edgar held a bottle of poppers to James’ nose, and he took a long hit followed by a second one. Edgar’s cock was thick and veiny, probably eight inches long. It had a slight bend to it, and got quite girthy in the middle. It disappeared beneath James who was starting to grind his hole against it. James felt the warm rush of the poppers fill his body. He became keenly aware of Edgar’s impressive dick against his ass, and he moved so he had better access to it. He’d seen the pics on Grindr, but they didn’t prepare you for the real deal. He felt the shaft as it now lay against Edgar’s abs, feeling the hot skin brushing against his own hole. He closed his eyes and focused on the sweet sensation, his hands resting on Edgar’s chest as he ground against that cock. He’d spent the past half hour worshiping Edgar’s fat cock. They’d connected on Grindr a couple hours ago, and it wasn’t long before Edgar was at the door with plans for a walk together out to the breakwater. Edgar had arrived faster than James expected, and he had to answer the door wearing just a pair of shorts. Plans for a walk quickly changed to making out in the kitchen, then moving upstairs to the shower. James had spent a half hour worshipping on his knees in front of the latino god before Edgar had him stand up and turn around in the shower. He would have taken James then and there, but James’ ass was too tight and the shower gel wasn’t sufficient lube. Now James was straddling Edgar, nervously anticipating their second try. The poppers worked their magic over James while Edgar pumped some lube into his hand, reached beneath the younger man’s ass, and lubed both the grinding cock and ass. James sighed deeply as the movements became more fluid with the lubricant. Edgar pressed his cock upward, the head searching beneath James for its target. Edgar felt the divot where James’ hole was hiding, letting the younger man’s body weight press him on the waiting cock. James gasped as a jolt went through his prostate. He instinctively started to press his weight onto it, feeling his hole begin to open and stretch. Edgar’s voice soothed him, “That’s it, baby. Let it inside you.” I watched as James reached back, guiding Edgar’s cock to the right angle. Slowly and steadily Edgar’s cock disappeared inside James. I heard James gasp as the girthy middle of the shaft spread his hole wider, and he paused to let the sharp spasm pass. “That’s it, baby. Take your time. There’s a lot of cock there to take.” James started to descend further on the shaft until it completely disappeared inside him. He rested there, leaning his head back and moaning. Then he leaned forward and kissed Edgar. As they made out, Edgar raised his knees so his feet were flat against the bed, and he slowly began moving his hips in a gentle circular motion. I heard James moan as Edgar opened his further, relaxing his sphincter for more pleasure. James began to ride the massive cock, whimpering and gasping at times as he tentatively descended onto it. “Fuck that’s huge! It keeps getting bigger!” “You’re fine, baby,” Edgar soothed, now running his hands across James muscled pecs. His voice was a deep baritone with a mild accent. James was starry eyed again, entranced by Edgar’s accent and celebrity status. Edgar was guaranteed success the moment he showed up at the door. Sexual energy radiated off of him. “You wanted my big cock. Ride it like a bitch!” James leaned back, arching his back slightly as he braced his arms against the bed. He let out a long moan as he fully impaled himself on Edgar’s Brazilian meat. He began working his hips and slowly raising himself up and down on the long shaft. “That’s it. Work my cock with that ass. Show me what you’ve got, bitch!” James began bouncing on Edgar’’s cock, driving it balls deep inside himself, feeling the thick hardness filling him. Edgar groaned with pleasure. “Fuck that ass feels good.” He opened his eyes and admired the younger guy impaling himself on his cock. He was hot! Edgar had been getting ready to go to the beach when this guy hit him up on Grindr. Apparently they’d met a few nights ago through Martin, but he didn’t really remember, and still wasn’t sure of his name. But this guy had the package — hot body, hot face, and big dick. Turns out he has an amazing ass, too, which he’d given up fast enough. The guy was still arched backward, his own dick sticking straight up, bouncing off his abs as he rode. Edgar watched the sculpted body riding him, the abs flexing as he worked his ass, his cock loving the hot depths of this guy’s ass. “That’s it. Massage my cock with that ass. Work it! Work for that cock.” This guy’s ass work was amazing, and Edgar felt felt his dick flexing in response. But it was time for a change of position so he could really satisfy his cock. When the guy lifted himself off his cock for a break, Edgar made his next move. Edgar flipped the guy around and onto all fours, his ass perfectly displayed in front of him. He parted the checks and gazed at the hole he had been fucking. Edgar could feel the guy’s hunger. He admired the hole another moment, fingering it, feeling his own cock get harder. He loved probing a hot guy’s ass, and this one was intensely willing. “Look at that hungry hole,” he whispered. The guy was taking another hit of the poppers, and Edgar used that moment to align his raw cock with the waiting hole. He slid inside with a smooth thrust, and started fucking that hot ass. Each thrust was rewarded with “ah!” from the guy, which inspired Edgar to drive harder. He grabbed the guy by the waist and started fucking him with a faster rhythm, his own balls slapping beneath that hungry hole. He looked down and watched his long cock gliding in and out. Without stopping, he reached over to his phone sitting on the nightstand and began recording his cock working that ass. “Yeah, bitch, ride that Brazilian cock.” He took longer strokes for the camera, capturing the length of his slicked cock as it slide in and out. The younger guy was moaning like a little bitch. “Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum soon! You’re gonna get pozzed. You want that poz load, don’t you? Don’t you?” The guy was grunting hard, but lifted his head enough to say,”Oh fuck yeah! Poz my hole!” Edgar tossed the phone aside, knowing it would be a hot video, and focused on his final pleasure. His balls were feeling very warm, and the pressure inside was building. He was gonna spurt soon. “This load is going in you, bitch!” Edgar pushed his hungry bottom onto his stomach, plunging his dick deep inside as his cock was aching for release. He was vaguely aware of the guy’s whimpering and begging as he was pounding hard, but he was really wrapped up in his own pleasure. Edgar raised his head, feeling the strain in his body as he pounded his Grindr trick’s hole. He held his breath without missing a stroke. When he released his breath, his cock erupted in that amazing hole. Edgar felt his poz load gush, filling the guy even as his pulsating dick was bathed in it. Edgar grunted and spasmed as he tried to force himself to keep thrusting until his body was simply spent. He collapsed onto top of the guy he’d just bred. I was still watching from the hallway when Edgar drove James into a spread eagle and seèded him. James was lost in the fucking he was taking, and odd mix of whimpering and grunting as Edgar pounded and bred him. They laid there for just a couple minutes before Edgar rolled off of James back and stood up. He started dressing although James was still laying there spread eagle with a cum-filled hole. I slipped into another bedroom as Edgar finished dressing. Edgar found his shirt and pulled it on, tucked his phone into his shorts, and reached over to slap the guy’s upturned ass. “Thanks man,” he said as he started to leave the room, uncertain what the guy’s name had been. I’ve already been here longer than I planned, he thought. He exited the house and walked to where he’d left his bike. It was time for the beach and swim after his afternoon fuck. James lay there another minute before he rolled himself on his back,, bending one leg for stability. His body was tingling, and he felt incredible, even thoughEdgar had made a hasty exit before James came. He didn’t like fuck-and-go’s and was hoping they would still go for a walk afterward. He laid there somewhat stunned, somewhat surprised by the quick exit, and still feeling incredibly sexy. He ran his hands over his chest and abs, then reached down to his hole. He could feel. The warm cum covering his hole. Edgar had bred him. The thought was both frightening and thrilling. He never took loads, but here was his second one this week. What was happening? After Martin had bred him, he told. Himself he wouldn’t bareback again. It was too stressful afterward. But here he was, a fresh load in him, and he was feeling incredibly horny because of it. After Edgar left the house, I crept back downstairs. I pulled out my phone and fired up Grindr and Scruff. There was Edgar’s profile, within 50 feet. The pics mostly looked professionally taken. If I hadn’t seen Edgar in person, I’d have thought this was a fake profile. His pics were awesome and displayed his toned body. I wonder if he ever did porn early on. I was feeling horny thinking about him banging James upstairs in our bed. James was becoming a little star fucker this week! I scrolled through his bio. 6’1”, 40 years old, single. My breath caught for a second. Edgar’s profile said he was poz. James must’ve seen that. I tugged at my cock in my shorts, feeling it’s stiffness. James had taken another poz load.

I came across castration play/fetish recently and I am getting into it now. I love how fags allow doms to take their balls and engage in the ultimate chastity/domination lifestyle, giving to their owner total and irreversible control over their sexuality and finally accepting their 100% submissive role. I understand that this is not the way for everyone but for the few who enjoy it must be great. Most important I think that who goes through castration, the image of a lifelong eunuch has to match the image that a slave has of himself and not do that for somebody else. I have sometimes such a fantasy. But I am not ready to loose my balls XD. Anyway, my master will not own me forever ( I already know which date we will stop to see each other since he's moving out of the country) and I decided anyway to give him the ultimate feeling to be the only men into our sub/fag/slave - Man relationship. I am using a method for temporary (up to 6 months) neutering applying heat to my balls (not cooking them). In one week I will be neutered and I will spend the rest of the month unlocked, getting fucked by my master and all my clear orgasms will be a tribute to his superior manhood, his cum and his orgasms. I hope he will appreciate that. Would you?

Curious if any other bottoms experience pain when a rock hard cock goes balls deep in you over and over? A top with a 7+ inch cock fucked me yesterday. His cock was rock hard for the 15 to 20 minutes that he used my hole and it was painful when he rammed it deep. I did my duty and took it like I am suppose to, but it was like it was so hard that there was no give when it hit me deep.

This got me so bone up! More, plz!

I'm not usually into stories too closely involving family, but this one is getting interesting.

A few months back I met a horny older bottom in the gym sauna who enjoyed sitting on my cock. We got so riled up I eventually invited him back to my place so we could finish up. He was fine with bareback, but for some reason despite all the precum I put in him, he insisted I pull out. Of course, I said I would, but I did not. I pretended I was, but really it just meant I pulled out as I was cumming, still getting most of my load in him. I feel like guys like that really want that anyway, to have someone violate their "consent" anyway. I find it kind of insulting and misinformed. It's an unruly demand to make guys pull out this day and age when you can protect yourself or choose not to do bareback. For the rest of us, we have seed to spread.

It's getting even better. I hope the slut catches what he deserves.

Part 11 - The Three Brothers Earlier that afternoon James took the selfie with Marcin who still shook his head in disbelief that he could send this to Connor within seconds. Marcin put his arm around James's shoulder and stared intently at the phone, James chuckled at the picture seeing the look of pure menace in Marcin's eyes but also that he had won a prize, the mansion behind them giving a clear indication of where James was. In the message James typed "Hey, met Marcin today who is grounds keeper of the Chalfont Weir estate. You will like him, he is full of crazy stories and I am invited for dinner tonight with the new owner, Gregor". They both looked at each other and laughed, James held the phone and told Marcin to press the blue button. James nodded telling Marcin the message has been delivered and he turned the phone to silent mode and got to work around the grounds of the estate. All eyes went to Connor who cried out the stood up shouting that Marcin had got to James. Connor frantically called but there was no answer, he began typing message after message trying to get hold of James. Only now was it becoming clear to him that Marcin must have him prisoner to await nightfall. Beside himself with worry he tried calling again and walking outside holding back tears. Maksim walked outside to a frantic Connor "Don't do anything rash Connor" he said. "He is my friend father. I have to go to Chalfont Weir now" Connor replied sounding angry. "And do what?" Maksim asked grabbing his arm, "Walk right in to a trap?" he asked. Connor shook his head "This has to end. And end it will!" he said with a determined look. Evan walked over to them "If anyone has to go it will be Ivan and Tomas" he said. "No!" Connor replied turning to him, "My friend, I will rescue him, it is my fault he is there". Evan looked at Maksim then Connor "By the time you get there it will be too late Connor" he said. Maksim looked at Evan "There is only one way but it is dangerous to try" he said. "Absolutely not!" Evan responded, "Who knows where he will end up or even survive it". "Shut up!" Connor shouted looking at them both, "Tell me what you are talking about?" he asked. Maksim looked at Connor "There is one who has the power to move" he said. "Maksim please do not say any more" Evan said shaking his head. "Wait a minute" Connor said calming down, "Explain this" he said looking at them both. "He doesn't know?" Maksim asked Evan who took a few steps back, "Evan!" he said staring at him. "Please Maksim, Connor. It is not my place to say anything" Evan said looking apologetically. Connor stepped towards Evan "These visions I get in my head" he said, "Do I have some sort of gift?". Maksim looked at Evan who nodded as if he was giving Maksim permission to talk. Maksim put a reassuring hand on Evan's arm then turned to Connor "What I am going to tell you Connor has been held secret from everyone" he said and Connor nodded waiting patiently. "When I was a child I was visited by an old Romanian woman dressed like a gypsy in the woods not far from the Vadimov estate. She knew who I was and told me I would bring three boys in to the world, as a ten year old boy I was frightened by her presence. She placed her hand on my head and muttered three separate verses in a language I could not understand. I remember waking up on the woodland floor an hour later and ran home frightened by what had happened. The woman turned out to be Evan's great grandmother. Only after her death when I was 15 did I found out who she was and I went to see Evan's grandmother who stood at door of the house surrounded by fields of garlic, like she was expecting me to arrive that day. She was a powerful seer of the past, present and future and there she told me that my three boys would be born with a gift that would only surface when the time was right and then disappear", Maksim stopped and looked over at Evan again who nodded. "My first born son with the gift of dermo-optical perception, my second son will have the gift of precognition, my third son the gift of materialization through bilocation" he finished and looked at Connor. "So what does that really mean?" Connor asked looking confused and Maksim looked at Evan. "Joshua can see and feel things we can't" Evan said, "Like when Kovalek is not in human form". "Okay, so he can see or feel him when he is invisible to us?" Connor checked and Evan nodded. "Benedict can be in two places at once and also move between his two locations" Evan added. Connor looked shocked "So he can move someone between here and my home?" he asked and Evan nodded. "You Connor, have the ability to perceive or gain knowledge about future events" Evan told him. Connor nodded slowly "So I am not imagining things when I see them in my head?" he asked. "Correct" Evan confirmed, "We know the time is now since your gift has surfaced strongly". "So when I saw a vision of Christian and I in Argentina and Australia means what?" Connor asked. Evan held his hand "It means you saw what you perceived to be the future. Important things". "Right" Connor responded, "So I getting in to your head was no accident?" he asked Evan. Evan smiled "I didn't know how strong your gift was until you went straight in to my head". "Sorry about that Evan" Connor apologised sheepishly, "You need to help me control it". "You see why it is important that you don't do anything rash Connor" Maksim said to him. "But I have to try and rescue James" Connor said going back to panic mode. Evan held out his hand looking at Connor and he nodded holding his hand out palm down. Evan sucked the air in through his teeth and his head rolled back softly "He is no longer his entity, Kovalek controls him and he lives to serve and protect for eternity. He will use his connection to the pure blood to bring him to the feet of his master. The metal cage confines the pure blood, hidden from the world until he pleads for Kovalek to take his blood and be one with him. For the pure blood will be cursed and drink the blood of his heart's desire until a shadow of the body remains curled up and lifeless". Evan quickly pulled his hand away looking at Connor who was staring at him. "I kill Christian?" Connor questioned stepping back shaking his head, "This can't be" he said. Maksim grabbed hold of Connor "You have the power to change the future Connor" he reminded him. "But Christian?" Connor asked looking terrified. "I am sorry Maksim I couldn't stop, the power of his gift is so strong now" Evan apologised. "It is okay Evan" Maksim said, "He had to know in order to prevent him running to James". "Tonight I will call James" Connor said, "Sorry but I need to be alone and think right now". Evan and Maksim watched as Connor put his hands in his pockets and walked up along the hill. Then Evan turned to Maksim and nodded. It was now that Maksim had to get Joshua and Benedict to go after Connor. The hope was that the three of them alone would surface the subconscious knowledge of what to do. Christian came out with Benedict and Joshua who now went after Connor, they were just as confused as Connor was but went after him whilst Maksim and Evan took Christian for a walk to explain what was going on. Connor stopped at the top of the hill looking out at the view, he could see for miles across the barren landscape of Svalbard. A wind suddenly whipped up and dark almost black clouds appeared from over the mountains behind him. The temperature dropping quickly and the wind now had a chilling bite to it. Connor turned about to walk back down when he saw Benedict and Joshua walking towards him. "What are you both doing here?" Connor asked smiling as the came to a stop. Connor hugged them both "Came to see you stupid" Benedict replied. "Yeah like we have nothing better to do dingo" Joshua added in his heavy Australian accent. Hugging his two brothers and having them so close Connor rubbed their shoulders then suddenly the image of them standing facing each other holding hands in a ring at this very spot told him what had to be done. Connor held his hands out and they took one each, then almost like they were drawn together Joshua and Benedict held each other’s hands. They stood and looked at each other as snow began falling heavily around them, a loud booming clap of thunder right over their heads echoed down the hillside. The three brothers closed their eyes holding on to each other tightly, Connor could see Joshua's gift then Benedict's gift came to him. The weirdness overcoming all of them but their hands could not break free as the connection grew stronger and stronger. A bolt of lightning hitting the centre of their circle. Terrified and feeling the hot energy bursting from bolt entering their bodies, their hands locked together whilst their legs trembled in uncertainty. The wind dropped and the snow gently fell around them, the three brothers opened their eyes and looked down at the rock split in half by the bolt of lightning. Darkness was just falling in Chalfont Weir when Marcin heard the shattering noise that rumbled through the mansion. Kovalek woke pushing the large granite block off him and Finlay that had fallen inside the large stone coffin. He knew something had happened as the lid to his coffin had cracked in half, whatever it was it was a powerful force to reach him here. Marcin came running in with James. Master what has happened?" Marcin asked helping them both out of the coffin. "Something powerful happened Marcin" Gregor said looking slightly worried. Marcin bowed his head "I feel the time is coming when the pure blood accepts his destiny" he said. Gregor looked at Marcin "The brothers bond is strong they will soon come". The three brothers stood in their circle looking down at the cracked rock beneath them. Confused and unsure what had just happened. All they did know was that a force so powerful had run through their bodies enforced by them holding hands. The three brothers looked at each other "His tomb is broken" Connor said. Benedict looked at his brothers "Did we just do that?" he asked looking confused. Connor looked at him "Go and see" he suggested but Benedict laughed, "Visualise his tomb". Benedict looked at him for a moment before something surfaced inside his body that told him he had the power and knowledge to do it, he closed his eyes. He tried to visualise the estate mansion from Connor's description then suddenly it became so clear then he was in the crypt where the coffin was situated. He saw the cracked granite lid. Benedict raised his hands and his brothers took hold and instantly they saw the image in their heads. Standing there was Gregor Kovalek looking angry, by his side another young lad of the night and his friend James and Marcin who both bowed and left the tomb then the image faded. Benedict let go of their hands shaking his head from a headache caused by the unusual power. "I was there" Benedict said looking scared, "I mean I was actually there". Connor nodded "You have bilocation" he told him, "Joshua you have dermo-optical perception". "Who. What. Where?" Joshua asked. Connor closed his eyes and an image of them all sat around the table where Maksim was reading from the old parchment appeared in his head. Connor suggested they go back to the house as it was getting colder and the snow falling heavier. On the walk down he explained everything he had been told by Evan and their father but there was more to come and he could feel it. Finlay followed Kovalek like a lost puppy that constantly needed approval from his master. He had no recollection of anything previous to him being bitten by Kovalek, no idea who he really was or where he came from. His existence in the real world had ceased and vanished with no trace. The police from Chalfont were moving through all outlying villages now as the search began to expand out trying to find some indication of where the two young men had gone after leaving the nightclub. Kovalek paced around the bedroom looking anxious. "My master what disturbs you?" Finlay asked causing Gregor to stop. He smiled at Finlay "I need the pure blood, that is all" Gregor replied. Finlay walked up to him "My master needs a distraction" he said softly touching Gregor's face. Gregor looked at him for a moment then took him in his arms, his body began surging with a passion that he was getting used to having found sex with men so fascinating and satisfying. Finlay saw a dark mist appear then everything going black until it cleared. He was now lying on the bed slightly disorientated from what had just happened. It quickly cleared finding Gregor kissing him with an incredible intensity that caused his body to arch up, needing to be close to his master his arms pulling Gregor down. The kissing and nipping exciting them both as they began shedding their clothes until naked. Their cold skin rubbing against each other, Gregor already between his legs and Finlay sighed loudly feeling his master's raging hard cock that was ready to take him. Finlay slowly used his legs to caress the legs of his master, moving them upwards and as he did so Gregor lifted his hips until his cock nudged against his hole. Pushing constantly as it slipped lower finding the thin welcoming lips then opened allowing him to penetrate in a smooth glide until he was deep inside Finlay. He looked up smiling and stroking Gregor's back. Two vampires locked in copulation with Gregor's body heaving forward over Finlay then back again, long exquisite strokes and Finlay moved his head to the side exposing his neck. Gregor kissed him tenderly several times before biting down in to Finlay's artery. His body surging upwards at the erotic sensation filling his body, his legs tightened around Gregor's waist and his arse muscles twitched pulling his cock in deeper. Gently and slowly he sucked so that he didn't extract too much blood, it was just enough for Finlay to climax. He gasped scratching down Gregor's back who in turn gave several rapid hard thrusts as his body began to stir into orgasm. He removed his fangs and watched as Finlay's artery quickly sealed on its own Raising his body up he thrusted down hard, his ball sack tightened as he began expelling his seed inseminating his boy. He looked down at the mess Finlay had made from his orgasm, he was panting hard and his fangs were out as his body went through a cycle of sensual feelings. Gregor smiled and lowered himself on top of his boy, he kissed him running his tongue over his fangs then moved his head exposing his neck to Finlay. Without thinking Finlay bit down softly and began extracting Gregor's blood, after two mouthfuls he extracted his fangs and kissed Gregor deeply. After the third time inseminating his boy Gregor finally pulled out his cock and sitting on his knees he looked down at Finlay with a smug smile on his face. Gregor smiled "You please me so much Finlay" he said softly. Finlay leaned up and kissed him "I only serve to make you happy master" he replied. "Let us dress and join the others" Gregor said getting off the bed. The sun was beginning to sink lower in the sky today than it had for days, Maksim stood outside the safe house talking with his wife. Maria patted his arm both knowing that things were coming to a head, the reading of the parchment had to be done and her insistence that everyone involved must hear what was written over one hundred years ago. Entering the house the large dining table busy with family, protectors and friends. Evan looked up at Maksim and smiled nodding his head as the table went quiet. Walking over to the table with the briefcase Maksim sat down with Maria by his side and retrieving the parchment. "So what is going on?" Christian asked seeing the serious looks and getting his notepad out. "The prophecy, the unseen scripture is on the parchment" Connor replied looking at Maksim. Maksim looked at him and nodded "How did you know it was unseen?" Tomas asked looking at at him. "I have seen this image of us at the table" Connor replied, "My visions are getting stronger". "Then we know it is time" Evan said, "The hidden prophecy must be read" he added. "Is this by the same person" Christian asked going through his notes, "Lettie Arno Borsch?". Evan smiled "You are on form Christian" he replied, "Please do not write it down though". "I promise I won't" Christian said, "I am documenting what we are doing". "There are two parts" Evan said, "This part was given to the Berkhoff's for safe keeping". "What is written here must never be told to anyone outside this circle" Maksim told them. They all nodded turning to Maksim who opened the parchment looking slightly nervous then began reading "At his appearance in front of the pure blood he will inflict a bite of no blood. It will stir the pure blood's dormant protection increasing day by day. Then Kovalek must take it before maturation completes and the pure blood reaches his strongest and then reigns as his equal. The protected ones from birth will meet and bond in a circle bringing forth their gifts and the power to vanquish the dark force. He will take vengeance on those who let their guard down and destroy them to prevent the circle completing. He shalt not act this on his own and is joined by one other with equal destructive force. At this time he will be served by two protectors to clear the path to the pure blood with no mercy or remorse. The pure blood must never be taken for if his blood is cleansed Kovalek will no longer need his offering or have reason to keep him alive, yet he shall reap the reward and cast the darkest shadow across the land. Those who stand with the pure blood will be hunted and must prepare to face what destiny holds". Maksim closed the parchment and placed it back in the briefcase. "Well that sounds jolly" Christian said what all the others were thinking. Joshua was by far the one looking most anxious "Excuse me a moment" he said getting up. Connor looked around and stood up "I should talk to him" he said following Joshua outside. "You look how I feel" Connor said taking his hand and holding it firmly. Joshua breathed deeply then looked at him "How did you take all this when you found out?" he asked. Connor shrugged "Didn't believe it at first" he replied, "Then all the pieces fell in to place". "And now you believe all this?" Joshua asked and he nodded, "We must have defective genes" he added. "What makes you say that?" Connor asked surprised by his remark. Joshua looked around "You and me" he said quietly, "We are more alike than others know". "How?" Connor asked putting his arm around his shoulder in a brotherly way. He sighed putting his arm around Connor's waist "You being open about your life" Joshua replied. "Oh!" Connor said looking at him, "You mean my sexuality?" he asked. "Yes. I have leanings towards men" Joshua said looking nervous. Connor chuckled "Nothing to with genes bro" he said, "It is how I feel. Men make me happy". Joshua gave a nervous giggle "I am not out to my parents. I keep it hidden" he told him. "You can't help who or what you become" Connor said turning and hugging him, "Boyfriend?" he asked. Joshua shook his head "Random encounters only. But very sparse and very random" he replied. Connor took Joshua by the hand away from the house "You may be right about the gene though". Joshua now laughed "Is there a defective one with have inherited then?" he asked. Connor stopped "Kovalek had sex with Christian" he now said in a very quiet tone, "Twice". Joshua gawped "Once through me when he took over my body" Connor informed him. "He took over your body?" Joshua asked and Connor nodded, "And... And the other?" he asked. Connor squeezed his hand "He had control of Christian in a very bad way, almost took him". Joshua nodded his head slowly "So he can control people?" he asked. "Of course" Connor replied, "Christian had cursed blood in him. Tomas managed to save him". "Right, so was that the night Tomas lost his protection?" Joshua asked piecing things together. "Yes. Kovalek was angry and about to curse Tomas when my father arrived" Connor explained. A brotherly understanding took place between them where Connor would not reveal about Joshua and allow him to tell everyone when he was ready. Connor looked at his watch knowing it would already be dark in England and the village. They walked back to the safe house where Maksim stood with Benedict. "What is going on now?" Connor asked almost looking exasperated as each time something happens. "Joshua I need you to go with Benedict to see what is going on" Maksim advised. "No, let me go" Connor said butting in. "Absolutely not Connor" Maksim said cutting him down, "Let your brothers do it" he added. "Is it dangerous?" Joshua asked looking at Maksim and Benedict. "I really don't know Joshua and that is the truth" Maksim replied, "This is all unknown to us". Benedict looked at Joshua and nodded "We need to see what is going on in Chalfont Fortis" he said. Joshua nodded "Okay then, let's get this done and over with" he said putting on a brave face. "Will he know?" Connor asked directing his question to Evan who stood behind them all. Evan stepped forward "He may be able to sense them there, but I read nothing from Benedict". Connor looked at his brothers "Find out what has happened to James" he said and they nodded. Joshua and Benedict walked in to the middle of the lounge and held hands looking at each other. Joshua smiled asking if he knew what to do and Benedict rolled his eyes smiling and telling him to concentrate on their task. It took a few moments for Benedict to summon his gift, his head felt soft and floaty and he pictured the tomb where they had last been. Joshua closed his eyes and began to see the blurred vision of the broken tomb stone. Benedict in his vision turned and saw Joshua by his side. In the safe house the brothers were motionless staring in to each other's eyes, neither one blinked of made any noise. No longer present in the real world they had transcended to the mansion as spiritual entities devoid of body or life. They could smell and sense everything as if they were actually there, holding hands they turned around inspecting the room and floating over to the tomb. It was empty signifying that darkness had fallen and he was awake. Joshua almost laughed at how strangely they moved without moving their legs. They floated up the staircase and through the closed door where everything went black until they appeared in the main entrance hall. Below their sight the marble stone floor was giving off a bright green hue, they looked at each other then Benedict transferred what they had seen to his motionless body. In the safe house Christian was poised with his notepad as they anxiously waited. Suddenly Benedict's mouth opened and the words floating out that the tomb was empty and the entrance hall floor shines green. Evan telling Christian to note that the entrance hall floor is cursed. The hall was quiet and no nobody seemed to be around, Joshua pointed to a door where a dim amber glow could be seen coming from underneath. Their entities floated over and through the door to find a dining room with a chair at one end with iron restraints, other than that there was nothing untoward so they floated out through a different door finding themselves in the kitchen. Their entities stopped seeing a person crushing herbs and boiling them down with blackcurrants. Benedict transferred these sights to his body where Christian scribbled them down frantically. Their presence undetected they returned through the dining room and entrance hall and looked up the large staircase. Floating up they arrived on the first floor and saw the open doors to a bedroom that was dimly lit. Along the landing where Benedict was describing their journey back to the group they stopped at the entrance of the bedroom. On the bed kneeling facing each other were two young men. Benedict described one who had a sporty muscular build with brown hair. The other was slender with brown hair and icy blue eyes. Connor knew the first one was James and he stepped forward asking questions until Evan touches his arm telling him they would not be able to hear. The brothers watched as the slender one ran his hand over the muscular body, Joshua paid more attention to the slender one who seemed to be in control. He was very plain yet he had a subtle attractiveness about him, in fact he looked so ordinary that Joshua was finding him more and more appealing to watch. Suddenly Finlay looked around the bedroom like he knew someone was there but his attention quickly went back to James. They moved closer to each other and muscular one tilted his neck to the side whilst the slender one leaned over and licked then raised his head exposing his fangs briefly before his bit down. The muscular lad's body shook in spasm for a second then relaxed, the brothers looked on horrified as they both watched a vampire bite and drink blood. It lasted only half a minute before he raised his head and sealed the artery over then the two kissed like lovers. Benedict was struggling to put in to words what they had witnessed and Connor sank to his knees overcome with emotional grief hearing what is life long friend was being subjected to. Suddenly they heard a door open that lead off from the bedroom and the tall imposing figure of Gregor Kovalek appeared. They knew it was Gregor since his appearance was similar to their own, he had stopped and started to look around the bedroom slowly. Immediately entering the bedroom Gregor had picked up the presence of a large spiritual force that was out of character with anything he knew. Marcin entered the bedroom behind Gregor and he turned speaking quietly to him in Romanian. "I fear we are not alone" Gregor said, "A white force is here. Go get some strong cordial". Marcin nodded "Yes master" he replied bowing his head, "Has it begun, is he coming?". "I am not sure Marcin, it could be" Gregor said and Marcin left the bedroom quickly. Finlay got to his knees and stroked James's head "Master what bothers you?" he asked. Gregor stared in to his eyes and Finlay nodded "Yes master" he said. The brothers watched unsure what was going on, Benedict recited back that Kovalek had entered the bedroom and looked suspiciously around the room. The brothers looked at other and knew it was time to back out and end their trip here. When they looked back at the bedroom a dark swirling mist surrounded Gregor. Benedict could no longer see him but Joshua saw his figure move quickly out of the mist in their direction. Joshua looked at Benedict with panic in his eyes then looked back to find himself staring straight in to Kovalek's eyes. In his invisible form he could now clearly see the two forces floating just off the ground and that one of them could see him. Gregor looked at them both and in an instant he grabbed the taller one who could see him by the neck. In the lounge they heard Joshua gasp for breath and breaking his hold with Benedict with one hand, it went up grabbing at something they could not see that appeared to be holding his neck. There was no second guessing and they knew that Kovalek must have known of their presence. His body moved forward and their hands that were still joined began jolting down hard. Evan knew that their connection was trying to be broken and somehow he had to get them back in the room. Evan moved in and put his hand on Benedict's shoulder, as soon as he touched him his body flew back several feet and he landed on his back blacking out. Gregor pulled the taller one forward again and used his other arm to try and break their connection that was strong and sealing them together. He squeezed the neck harder lifting Joshua higher in the air and bored in to his eyes. Gregor smirked seeing in to his thoughts and uncovering who the two forces are, he laughed in a menacing way and blocked their connection by disrupting Joshua's thought process and leaving Benedict alone cut off from his brother. Joshua managed to blink but the damage was done he could see a dark swirl of mist beginning to shroud his vision, his entity was being surrounded by dark forces and he felt his hand slipping away from Benedict's. He struggled trying to clasp harder and Benedict found the power holding on to his brother too much to bear. It was starting to draw the energy from his own entity forcing him to release his hold on Joshua as his hand froze. Gregor felt the force break and now he pulled the entity clear of the second one. Connor and Christian looked on completely bewildered by it all whilst Tomas tried to revive Evan. Maksim and Ivan trying to coerce the brothers back using holy water. The room suddenly filled with a bright green flash, Connor rubbed his eye and cried out as Benedict slumped to the floor gasping for breath, his body weak and unable to stand he passed out. Christian cried out causing everyone to look. Joshua's body was being shrouded by a dark black mist that was appearing from within his body, it rapidly got dense and covered his entire body then it began dispersing leaving nothing behind. Joshua's body had vanished before their eyes.

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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.

Are you saying that white America doesn’t have to feel ashamed that white people owned slaves in America? Really? Whew, that’s a relief. For a while there I thought there might be something legitimate to the argument that the dominant majority unjustly profited from the mistreatment of minorities for 400 years. Of course we have to feel fucking ashamed of it. The whole damn nation needs to be cringingly ashamed of it. If we’re not ashamed, it means we don’t get why it was wrong or how wrong it was, and why every vestige of its legacy needs to by God be dug up by the roots and burned in fire.

It gets harder and swells a bit. His breathing accelerates. He goes from passively receiving your blowjob to fucking your mouth.

I was 18, he was 24. We were boyfriends. I had sucked his cock several times and he made me understand I loved cock. He was also the first one to make me taste cum in my mouth. Wanting to make love came naturaly, and the first time was unexpected actually. He was very kind and gentle, rimmed my hole and prepared me to be open. He entered in me raw, I felt so happy and so hot, I really felt his cock penetrating me, he was cautious to make it sweet. It was not painful at all, he dumped his load in me (my very first one). I suppose this was the important and sweet situation that made me aware I was a bottom.

I met this beautiful 20-something Adonis at a bar Tuesday night. After telling him how beautiful he was, I asked if he wanted to cum over my place where we could get more intimate. “Yes,” his eyes sparkled with unmitigated lust. He followed me 3 car-lengths behind. No sooner were we in the apartment, than I cornered him against a wall, kissing him deeply, and grinding my hips into his crotch. I licked and bit and caressed his warm lips, felt the fullness of his cock growing against mine, sensed his youthful unsullied beauty blindly crying for defilement. Yes, I promised. It would be accomplished. I guided him to the bedroom, fumbling with his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and belly, slipped off his shoes and socks and jeans. Quickly, before he could dissent, his briefs came off, too. The sweaty, spermy scent of uninfected manhood wafted to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his delicious masculine aroma. I licked relentlessly, eliciting louder and louder moans from his throat. I knew I was going to bareback him, even if he didn't, yet. I buried my face in his balls, then beneath them, inching further and further down, teasing my tongue into the lush crevice between his buns. "What are you doing?" he gasped! Young guys often have no idea of the power of rimming. I knew that he was on the verge of such sexual ecstasy that he would be unable to resist as I pumped hot poz jizz deep into his youthful gut. I pulled out all the stops, and thrust my tongue deep into his succulent hole, regarding it as a precious delicacy to be savored until all the flavor had been extracted. He moaned and thrust his ass into the air with abandon. I knew it was time. "I don't use condoms," I announced, as he ground his hips into my face. He went limp for a moment, contemplating the risks and rewards. When he moaned again, I knew I had his assent. I lubed up quickly and mounted him, raising his legs to my shoulders, a diseased ribbon of precum pointing the way to his prized, neg hole. Gently I entered him, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating him deeper, till at last my pubic hair brushed his ass cheeks. As I looked in his eyes, I suspected this was his first bareback fuck, and that my poz load would likely impregnate him. I fucked slowly and passionately, the way men are meant to ride boys, raw and deep, then faster and faster, plunging harder and vigorously, getting closer and closer to exploding my poison jizz deep within this beautiful man’s gut. My cock plugged him relentlessly, prepared to fertilize his virgin cunt with a potent load of poison man-sperm. I started to cum. I plugged his succulent ass so heartily that the bed squawked in protest. The boy’s head slammed against the headboard, but he was oblivious. He had a heated, vigorous stallion inside him, and all he wanted was cock. My raw jizz exploded, impregnating the innermost recesses of his gut, infiltrating his bloodstream, melding into every vital organ. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of poison I had to offer. His tight, puckered asshole devoured it greedily, not wasting a drop, wanting more and more. So I dry-fucked him twice more—each time his lacerated mancunt more receptive to my virus-laden spunk.

Last night. There were two bottom best-friends, side by side in the darkroom @ Slammer. One I had Bred 2,3, weeks ago, and he was a fantastic fuck. Fair-haired, smooth, seemingly a really nice guy with a tight Hole that took a while to even get my tongue into. The first time a couple weeks ago, I told him what a fantastic Hole he had, but he had to take a few Cocks first before I could get in there, and said I'd be back in a while. Rutted down the lineup of Holes on the fuckbench, then out to the orgy room for a while, rutted in some more Holes, and maybe 45 minutes later stopped back to the darkroom. He was in the same place, I knelt down and ate his now well-fucked & Bred Hole, and got in easily. Leaned over onto his back and told him what a hot Hole he has, he seemed delighted, fucked him full of my load, and left. Last night he was there with his buddy - dark complected - thick curly black hair, hairy Hole, and also a seemingly nice guy. His Hole was very tasty, and he'd taken a couple of loads already. When blondie told me this was his friend, and they went load-hunting together, I thought I'd move the action to a booth, and I knew which one I wanted. There are booths w/gh's in the corridor guys have to use to get to and from the orgy room, and I said we're going over to a different room. They followed ... In that booth, there are gh's on both side-walls, so I positioned them, ass up, each with his Hole against a gh. Somehow the door never got closed either (!), so there was a constant flow of guys walking to/from the orgy room. As I was rutting in one, the other was either sucking a Cock through the gh or bent over taking it up the gut. It was a little bit tight in that booth, but other guys managed to squeeze in the open door and join in. When I was getting close, I put the 2 Breed boys side by side, and rutted a last few times in each - a thrust for one, then a thrust for the other, and each got some of my load. I thanked them, told them what a hot pair they were, but they couldn't answer around the other Cocks they were sucking off. Hope I run into those two again; they were fun !!!

I'm still looking forward to the day when I get so many loads in me during a session that I squelch.

This is my first story here, and it's fiction. I hope you like it. I didn't like Daniel. There were several reasons for this, but you can probably pin it all down to his antisocial behavior. Luckily I hadn't seen him for a long time. I was all the more surprised to meet him as a participant in our club ski weekend. But unlike usual, this time he had his girlfriend with him. Jana was about 1.75m tall, slim, long brown hair, fawn-colored eyes, a birthmark on her cheek, about mid-20s. All in all, a sweet girl who was also extremely communicative and open-minded. We had a larger group accommodation, showers and toilets separately and not separated by gender. Jana walked down the hallway dressed only in long ski underwear and a thin sports top. An amazing body. How could she put up with Daniel. We skied all day. At lunch at the hut, she peeled off her ski clothes and braided a braid, revealing the straps of the sports bra. I didn't let on how much I liked her. At dinner together, Jana sat right next to me and we were able to have a nice chat. After that we all sat together at the fireplace and drank a glass or two of beer and a bottle of martini was emptied quite quickly. Again and again I let my gaze wander to her, just a great sight. Unfortunately, Daniel was always close by. It was really hard to get any closer to her. In any case, I could consider this evening unsuccessful. And so I didn't just go to bed early because of the alcohol. However, at some point during the night I need to pee urgently. I clenched for a while, but it only worked for a limited time, so I couldn't fall asleep. So I made my way out of my room to the toilet. Light was still shining under the door, apparently someone had forgotten to turn off the light. Quietly, so as not to wake anyone, I opened the door. Oh, apparently someone just went to the toilet. I heard a low moan. I paused for a moment, no one noticed me. So I could listen a little. It seemed like it was just one person. From the pitch of her voice I guessed Jana. There was no one else with a similar voice in the hallway, that much I knew. If it was Jana, then this was my chance. Apparently she was sitting on the toilet masturbating there. There were two options - either I would try to take a video from under the door with my cell phone, or I would offer to help her. I chose the latter. This was a unique opportunity to give Daniel a little present that he would never forget in his life. "I can help you with that if you want," I said just loud enough to be heard. There was a brief silence, she had interrupted. crap, I thought. This will not work. Silence continued. So I took a few steps into the toilet room and slowly resigned myself to the fact that I didn't have a chance. "Hm, ok" answered the female voice. Yes, I was almost certain that it was Jana. She unlocked the door and let me in. Jana was wearing a tight top, pushed over her breasts, and her panties were on the floor. She motioned for me to be quiet. It's clear. Then she grabbed my pants and she had my cock in her hand. She sat on the toilet, leaning slightly forward, so that I could only see her small 75B breasts. Unfortunately I couldn't see her pussy. With the slightest touch of her my tail was. I actually had to pee urgently. I forced myself to persevere. It wasn't long before my cock was in her mouth. Her tongue gently touched my glans. Then she played with it. She carefully encircled my penis with her lips, her tongue always making circular movements. Then she became more demanding. Her movements became faster and faster. I took her head in my hands and pressed my cock into her mouth until she gagged slightly. A couple of times I repeated this game, and it was already very wet. Then I took her top and pulled it off her. She sat stark naked, then I couldn't take it anymore and I had to pee on her. But apparently this didn't bother her, on the contrary, she opened her mouth and began hesitantly and then more and more to swallow. After each sip of her I stopped briefly, that certainly nothing is lost. She absorbed everything. Ok, apparently she liked the slightly heavier style of play. I wanted to test that further. I pulled them up and took both nipples between my thumb and forefinger from behind and squeezed tightly. You escaped a slight moan. I pressed harder and twisted a bit. A small tremor ran through her body. My cock rubbed against her ass. Now I teased her what I would do to her. This is her last chance to say no. With a groan, she confirmed my suggestion. My fingers slid down from her breasts to her still wet vagina. A little slap on it and she moaned again. Then I set out to explore her clitoris. Each rub made her groan, but sometimes I squeezed a little harder, which made her twitch every time. Then I shoved a finger into her vagina. Now there was no stopping her. I rubbed her g-spot harder, sometimes less hard. I pulled out my finger and licked it. Clean, no semen. I was almost a little disappointed. Again, this time I stuck three fingers inside. Another small tremor in her body. Again and again I pressed my fingers firmly against the walls of her cunt. It was only a matter of time before the spot was rubbed raw. But she seemed to enjoy it. I pulled my hand out again and again, let her lick her juice, but I also wanted to taste it. I always checked the appearance of the slime. And then the time had come, no longer transparent white, no, slightly reddish. Perfect. I quickly scratched my glans with my fingernail and a thin line of blood was visible. Now I put my cock in her pussy. I fucked her while my now free fingers explored her asshole. With a little spit I was able to penetrate effortlessly. Apparently she had already practiced that. She grabbed three fingers easily. And so slowly she had trouble just moaning softly. She kept getting louder, which was clearly uncomfortable for her. I also worked on the second hole until it was slightly bloody, then I switched backwards with my cock. I fucked the little tight hole. She seemed to like it. Then I couldn't hold it anymore and pumped her 3 strokes in the ass. I quickly pulled out and the next 3 loads of cum ended up in the pussy. After I had filled them I pushed a few more times. Suddenly it became clear to her that she had to go back to Daniel like this, and even if she were to put her panties back on, Daniel would probably notice the foreign sperm. She suddenly switched and ordered me to lick her clean. Since my plan had worked up to that point, I followed her order. That way she wouldn't notice the blood either. After 10 minutes in which she herself had 2 orgasms, she was clean. She pulled her panties up and her shirt on again and left the toilet. I removed the traces and went back to bed. The next morning we didn't show anything. There probably wouldn't be a repeat. Two weeks later I met one of our trainers. He was waiting for Daniel. When he called Daniel he said he had to take care of Jana who had the worst flu of her life. Extremely upset, the coach left the club. Once again Daniel had annoyed someone with his antisocial behavior. He would soon get his present from Jana.

I love pleasing tops. I love becoming my most submissive for them the moment they release inside me. I love the feeling of a man cumming inside me. I love keeping his seed inside me to absorb. So I think, in my case, it’s giving myself over to my basest instinct and the role I was meant to play. And that means satisfying quite a few men because I am constantly and pleasantly surprised at who I find attractive and who I want to please.

It has been a long journey for me. Back in school i tried to fuck with another guy, this was the 70s so no thought of condoms. Unfortunately didnt know a lot about lube so couldn't get in. The same year I had a regular sex buddy at boarding school and we tried but again to no avail. I then followed the expected norm and got married and so stopped all m2m activity for over 20 years but through that time I remained curious. Along came the internet and all that porn. I followed the usual progression straight first then came upon m2m sex. I have masterbated to lots of m2m and as the years have passed I moved away from watching any fucking that used condoms. I decided to itch my curiosity but as I was married and AIDS was a very real thing I only fucked using condoms. That was not an experience I enjoyed as the rubber tended to irritate rather than create enjoyment. I then had an opportunity to fuck a couple of guys bare, rationalising that the risk was their's rather than mine. Awesome. And so I slid down the slippery slope really wanting to be bred raw. I had a first taste with a really hot guy but after a few minutes insisted he cover up. It was so horrible compared to the feeling of his cock in me raw. It caused me to realise that bareback was the only way I want to have sex if I am being fucked. So I did it and it was everything I hoped for and more. Bottom line no condoms for me anymore it just isn't worth it. As to PReP well i am in a hetrosexual relationship so not possible to cover that up but in the future if i go it alone again that will be my first action!

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

Fun at the Bathhouse I went to the bathhouse with a sexy friend who makes it clear that he takes all loads. There was a line to check-in, full of sexy men. My pal got buzzed and it took ten minutes for me to get to the counter. We somehow got separated and by the time I was undressing at my locker, my friend was already doing laps through the dimly lit corridors. I lost track of him here and there but kept an eye on my friend as he hunted for raw dick. There was a younger couple holding hands a few places in line behind us, one of whom looked excited and the other looked nervous. I nodded to them and made a point to keep my eyes open for them inside. My pal did the rounds from the private cabins, many of which had open doors with a guy ass up on the padded bench they called a bed. I went took a shower and jerked off a bit as guys walked by checking out my body and my meat. I soaked in the hot tub and a guy sat next to me. Ten seconds later, his knee was pressing against mine. A minute later he was jerking me off as he fingered his hole with his other hand. He leaned over and asked if I had a room. I knew all the rooms were occupied and there was a waiting list, so I shook my head. Clearly, the guy wanted to get fucked in a room. I was feeling warm, so I took a cool shower before heading to the dry sauna. I made sure to sit by the door so I could see if my friend passed by. A few minutes later, my pal saw me, and he joined me in the sauna. A hung bear guy was sitting on the upper bench and started to massage my friend’s shoulders. I heard my pal ask the stranger if he had a room. He nodded. My pal stood up and let the guy lead the way. I noticed a biohazard tattoo on the small of the guy’s back and knew my pal would be taking his first POZ load of the night in a few minutes. My friend was just out of the sauna door when the twinky couple came in. They sat opposite me. One was pale and blond, and he gripped his boyfriend’s muscled tanned arm for support. The tan one leaned over and pointed to the exiting stranger’s biohazard tattoo. He whispered, barely audible, ‘you see, that means he’s POZ.’ The blond nodded meekly. Another man came in and sat next to the blond. He opened his towel and revealed a hefty glistening cock with that now-familiar biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes. The blond saw it and gasped. The POZ man let his knee graze the blond’s, who moaned in response. ‘Babe, he’s touching my knee,’ the blond whispered to his boyfriend. ‘Do you want to play with him,’ he asked. The blond nodded. The tan guy reached over and opened his boyfriend’s towel. The POZ man reached for the blond’s dick, and soon both slowly jerked the blond off. I knew something sexy was about to happen and the tanned guy lifted and turned his boyfriend over, so his knees were on the bench and his face in the POZ man’s crotch. I watched his pink hole wince as his boyfriend crouched down to eat his creamy ass. The blond had no choice but to swallow the large POZ cock now dangling in his face. His eyes got big as he clocked the tattoo and traced it with his fingers. The blond went from hesitation to enthusiasm as he swallowed that big dick to the root. After a few minutes of ass-eating and cock-sucking, the POZ top and the tan boyfriend muttered some words, and they then flipped the blond right side up and lowering himself to sit on the POZ stranger’s big raw cock. The blond groaned as he took that stud’s inches. There were four other guys in the sauna, and by now we were all jerking off. One got up and grabbed the orange key strapped to his forearm. He announced, ‘I’ve got a room. It’s too hot in here. Come with me.’ The tan boyfriend lifted his partner off that raw POZ dick and the four of them headed to his room, barely covering up with their now-soaked towels. The guy was right about the heat. I was ready for a break, so I took another cool shower and went for a walk through the complex. I knew I wanted to check out the steam room and the gloryhole / darkroom section, but I figured I should check in with my friend. I eventually saw him leaning against a mirrored wall as a hung top railed him. I guess that top didn’t have a room as it seemed like most sex had been happening in rooms. With the place this full, raw sex was now happening everywhere. I walked through the labyrinthine hallway of rooms and made my way to the sauna. I’d made myself comfortable when the twink couple reappeared. The blond was flustered and gripping his partner’s arm. The blond whispered, ‘sorry, it just happened too fast.’ His partner kissed him and he moaned, ‘it just felt so good. I shouldn’t have made them cum so soon.’ The tanned guy groaned and said, ‘you look so hot taking their loads. Just let me know when you want more.’ The blond kissed him hard and spread his thighs. His towel parted and his boyfriend reached down and played with his now-cummy hole. They leaned back and relaxed. I watched as POZ seed oozed out of his hole and onto his towel. A guy next to me reached down to my crotch. He liked my dick and the sexy couple across the way got me stiff. The guy looked to me for approval, and I nodded. He leaned over and blew me while I played with his slick hole. He was a handsome Asian guy with pointy pecs and a bit of a belly, and incredible cocksucking technique; he swallowed my dick all the way and just left it there, flexing his throat around my shaft. He asked me if I had a room, and I shook my head. He was overheated and went for a cool down. I whispered that I hoped to see him again later. I stayed in the steamroom and watched as another bear of a guy entered and made a beeline for the twink couple. The bear approached them and opened his towel. ‘I hear you like sharing your boy’s hole with POZ men?’ The tan guy nodded as the blond leaned forward and eagerly swallowed the guy’s dick. The man face-fucked the blond as his boyfriend jerked him off and toyed with his cummy hole. The guy asked if they had a room and they shook their heads. The tan guy laid down on the bench and had his boyfriend mount his dick cowboy style. He leaned forward, offering up his sloppy hole to the bear to DP. I watched as the blond took those two raw cocks right there in the steamroom. The blond leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend hard on the mouth. The bottom was clearly more experienced than I’d have guessed from his nervousness. The bear looked at me and saw my leaking hardon. He reached over and jerked me off saying, ‘you’re so wet.’ The bear arched his back and spread his furry buttcheeks apart. He guided my dick to his crack saying, ‘drip your precum into my ass and let me fuck myself on your cock!’ I nodded and slipped into his loose sloppy hole. The bear clearly took loads as much as he liked to give them. He stayed still as I slid myself into him and let him do the work sawing back and forth into the blond’s hole and onto my raw dick. It didn’t take long for the top to fire his load deep into the blond boy’s asshole. The bear squeezed my cock with his furry muscle butt as he came. He clenched and unclenched as I slipped out and a river of fresh cum oozed out of his matted hairy ass. I caught the slimy seed in my hand and smeared it on my cock. The guy picked up his towel and nodded. He guided me into the blond’s upturned hole, still stuffed with his boyfriend’s dick. I slipped inside that blond boy’s cumslick pussy and loved feeling my dick slide against his boyfriend’s dick. The blond made out with his boyfriend as I sloshed around in his hole. Even with his boyfriend’s cock there just wasn’t enough friction to get me off. Still, it felt amazing smearing globs of cum from the bear’s hole into this fresh ass. I was ready for a breather so pulled out with a gloopy plop and left the steamroom. Another guy got up to take my place as the door closed behind me. If my math was right, so far tonight, the blond now had his fifth bare cock in his hole. I headed for another cold shower and went looking again for my pal. I found him in the dark room in one of the slings. He’d brought a bag of huge butt toys and had them displayed on a shelf with a tub of lube. The biohazard top from the sauna, who was the first to breed the blond, was working a pig hole plug into my pal’s butt and then slipped inside. He pounded my friend until he pulled out. I took a turn, and the friction felt great on my dick. I figured I wanted my cock in at least one more hole before cumming, so I pulled out. I made a round of the darkroom area and saw the twink couple again. They nodded to me. As I walked by, the blond whispered, ‘OK, one more load, and then I’ll be ready to go.’ I turned back and asked if they’d been to the sling area yet. I motioned that way, and they followed me. My pal was feet up as another guy was forcing a ridiculously big toy dildo into his hole. The blond grinned and moaned, ‘I want you to open me up like that!’ The blond had clearly never been in a sling before and he needed a bit of help getting situated. Once his feet were in the stirrups, he relaxed. His boyfriend slid easily in to his wet stretched-out hole. He pounded for a few minutes and offered me a go. I took his place and gestured to the toys. As my buddy took a guy’s raw cock alongside an obscenely big toy, he moaned, ‘yeah, slide that in his hole!’ The tan boyfriend grabbed a big shiny dildo and slimed it up with more lube. I realized it had just been inside my pal’s hole and was now going to go inside his boyfriend without even being washed off. The tan dude handed the toy to me, and I pulled out. We inserted the big toy and let the blond get used to it. I let his boyfriend go first. He slipped in alongside the obscene toy. I spit on my finger and teased his furry hole with it. He came hard quickly and pulled out with a sloppy plop. I slid into his cummy mess alongside the dildo and mixed the seed, lube, and juices around before adding my own. Another guy stepped out of the shadows and slid into my pal, fucking him before adding his cum to his sloppy stretched-out cunt. I realized it was the sexy Asian guy who had blown me earlier. As he pounded my pal, I saw a trickle of cum leaking down his thighs. All told, my pal got fucked by four raw dicks and took at least three loads. The blond at least five cocks and I had my dick in one mouth and two holes. Not a bad Friday night at all.

I turned my attention to my playkit, extracting everything I would need to complete Tanner's conversion from negboy to cumdump: pipe, Tina, points. I also took the opportunity of turning the thermostat way up - no point leaving anything to chance. I was only out of the living room for a few minutes but, on my return, Tanner had definitely 'changed'. He seemed totally calm, greeting me like I was long-lost friend and happy to see I'd grabbed more of the alco-pop which he was contently sipping on now that the taste of G had gone. I stood, shirtless, before Jake, pouring him another glass of drink and flexing my back at Tanner, bending over slightly so he got a good view of my thick, muscled daddy-butt. Jake smiled at me, licking his lips. Jake looked about ready to suck me off himself, forgetting our main goal entirely. "Not yet boy" I murmured authoritatively. I stepped back over to Tanner, filling his glass with more pink liquid and mussing his hair. This time he didn't even seem to mind the gesture and I gently pushed my luck, running my hand down the small of his neck and shoulder. His eyes fluttered shut and Jake winked at me. "Hey dude" Jake said, "you don't mind if I toke a bit of weed right?" he said, pipe and cannabis in hand? "No way man" Tanner smiled back, a little dazed, "It's totally cool dude - you got enough for all of us?" He asked, hopefully, licking his stoner-surfer lips. He suddenly turned to me: "Ah, sorry man...you don't mind do you? I mean, it's cool if you do, I just..." "Of course not boys...I was thinking the same myself" I said, removing my pipe and packing it with Tina. Tanner watched, entranced as Jake took a good, long toke of weed and blew the thick, acrid smoke into the room. As the smoke descended around Tanner and I, I met his eyes - full of innocence and naivety with more than a hint of growing darkness. "Join in bro" Jake said, as I offered Tanner my pipe "What is it?" He asked, licking his lips, and taking the pipe in his hands. "Real fucking good is what it is" Jake laughed, another stream of smoke emanating from his mouth. Tanner seemed reassured that Jake was smoking too and lifted the pipe to his lips...we watched in anticipation of his transformation. A seasoned stoner for sure, Tanner got the pipe going with hardly any effort or instruction: "Careful" I said as smoke escaped the pipe, wrap your boy-mouth about it like your sucking it and breathe" I said "good, that's it...in and out, in and out". Jake couldn't help but laugh under his breath as the final hurdle to Tanner's corruption vanished in the heat of that pipe. He nearly coughed but, managed to catch himself as I rubbed his back: he kept the smoke in him for a good while before exhaling a thick, white cloud of smoke through his mouth and nostrils like a proper whore. "whoah" he said "Again" I said, pushing the pipe back to his lips and lighting it for him. He sucked again, taking that life-changing smoke deep into his tight body, forcing out all remnants of fear or nervousness. "That's good" he said, exhaling again. "Again!" I ordered, once more forcing him to take another hit before letting him sink back into the couch in a cloud of thick smoke. I re-packed the pipe as Jake peeled off his top; all the while watched by Tanner. A bead of sweat rolled down Jake's neck and over the taught flesh of his tan pecs. I took a hit of the pipe and, as Tanner watched his friend stretch, covered his mouth with mine and blew the contents of my lungs into him.. "shotgun" he whimpered as I withdrew, whisps of smoke curling out the side of his lips. "Shotgun" I responded, taking one more hit and, this time full-on kissing Tanner. We rolled the smoke back and forth for a bit as my tongue conquered him, forced him to accept his role for the night, hot little bottom-bitch desperate for cock and cum - breaking whatever remained of his negboy will. The thermostat was doing it's job, the room was a warm, heady mix of cannabis, Tina and sexual heat. I'd laid Tanner out on the couch as I continued to kiss him - across from us, Jake stroked his growing meat through the khaki of his shorts as beads of sweat rolled down his body. Tanner was as good as mine and I needed to reinforce his role for the night - test his new-found, chemical confidence. I pulled him to my chest and peeled off his top revealing that perfect jock-body, ripples of muscle, tight, sun-kissed skin and perfect nipples. A light trail of fur leading to his warm crotch. I unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the floor, leaving only the white briefs he wore constraining his growing dick. Jake had read my mind and was already naked, stroking his long shaft on the seat opposite, totally relaxed and in pig-heaven. "Wanna suck some cock baby boy?" I whispered to Tanner, kissing him swiftly, forcing my tool against his abs. He moaned, breathing into our kiss "Good boy" I said. With that, I thrust him towards Jake. His jeans caused him to fall, head first in front of Jake's beautiful, 10 inch cock. He looked excitedly at his friend, at his round cock-head with a droplet of pre-cum on the tip and wasted no-time going down on him, taking his friend's cock into his boy-mouth. I finished undressing the boy as he sucked Jake, pulling off those helpful jeans and freeing the boy's nice, veiny cock from his pants, throwing them to a corner of the room - he wouldn't be needing those for a long, long time. Tanner was now, completely undressed, and Jake and I got different views of that perfect mass of atheltic muscle underneath that tan skin, pulsing with each slurp of Jake's dick, smothered in a thin layer of boy-sweat, Tanner tried to take more than few inches of Jake into his mouth but, couldn't. Taking a sip of his drink, Jake grabbed Tanner's head and pushed a good four inches of his cock down his friend's throat, pinning him to his crotch with a strong grip. "Nice" I thought: the clean-cut Jake I once knew was totally gone, replaced by a burgeoning dom-top with a lethal prize brewing in his balls. Tanner's body bucked against Jake's assault, forcing his ass into the air as he struggled to breathe - as he bucked, he pushed his hole out to me and, I couldn't resist - I dove straight in, licking his perfect boy-cunt Tanner's perfect hole, preparing another dose of T for the boys aching hole. Tanner moaned as Jake pushed more cock into his throat. His hole pulsed again and I removed my tongue, immediately ramming my T'd up finger into that boy-cunt roughly pushing past his outer ring and into that velvet chute of his. He tried to pull off my finger but Jake's grip was tightvand Tanner stayed put as I massaged the cystal into his blood stream. As the crystal melted in the warmth of his hole, I felt him relax and the familiar wave of electric heat vibrate through him as I continued to explore his bowels. "Good boy" I said, pushing down on the small of his back to give my finger more leverage. "Good fucking boy" "Just sit on my finger...that's it, good boy, really suck it in"

The next couple of weeks became a blur. Between packing up our dorm room and preparing for finals, Matt and the college agreed a settlement date that fell in the week after finals, so we could get in and start whatever work we had to do to get the houses ready for occupancy. He also used his charm to get our friends to volunteer their time and muscles to complete the tasks. Finals week rolled around and we were all busy trying to pull out the best grades we could from each of our courses. Matt managed to accelerate two of the settlement dates with the result that he took possession of two of the properties during finals week, and he even managed to schedule a party at one of them on the Saturday after finals. Toby, although busy studying for his test and preparing final papers for his classes, managed to help arrange the party and the invitation list. Pete secured a moving van for Friday and we got most of our belongings packed up and ready to go. Matt came over after his finals on Thursday to say he was done for the semester and offered to help us with anything that still needed attention. I had one final left in the morning, and was tired of studying, so I wagged my cock at him and told him he could start with the draining of my heavy balls. He wasted no time and was soon between my legs, sucking down my hard cock. The pressure and tension of the last few weeks of the semester flowed-down his throat, along with my toxic precum. As Matt slurped down my leaking cock, Pete and Toby showed up, back from their finals. Pete, needing to relieve some tension, knelt behind Matt and began rimming his sweet naked pucker, as Toby slid down his shorts and fed me his swelling cock. The taste of Toby’s sweet negative nectar drove me wild as I lifted Matt's head from my cock and positioned Toby’s ass over my fuck stick. Just as Pete slid his cock balls-deep into Matt, Toby sank down onto me, so I was fucking Pete’s boy as Pete fucked me. Given our frantic schedules during the past week or so, it had been several days since any of us had had any sex, so we were rutting like animals. I drove my cock into Toby like a jackhammer, with the result I soon shot a load deep into Toby’s gut. I continued pounding his hole 'til a second toxic load exploded from my cock, to join the first. Pete's orgasm wasn't far behind soon enough he filled Matt’s hole with his massive load. We all collapsed in a pile on my bunk, sated for the moment. As we began to regain our strength and Toby slowly slid off my softening cock, Toby mentioned that he had heard from Jerald that the study had been renewed for fall semester, and that Jerald would be stopping by later. As Pete and Toby cuddled at the foot of my bed, Matt got up and came over to me at the top of the bed and hugged and kissed me. Matt let us know that things were progressing nicely on the last house and he expected to take possession on Monday, adding that he would pick me up on Friday after my final to take me to the party house, so we could see what we needed to do before the party on Saturday. We chatted for a while and then we all headed down to the showers to clean-up before dinner. Matt turned-on the water and adjusted the temperature as I hung up my towel and joined him. My cock expanded again at the sight of my hot lover who was also getting a hard-on as the stream of hot water poured over him. I laughed and offered to wash his back. Needless to say, by the time Pete and Toby entered the shower room, we were hot and heavy in a make-out session under the shower session, our hard cocks in a session of sword play. Pete and Toby once again joined in and this time I ended-up flip-fucking Pete while Matt sank his cock into Toby. There is nothing better than having sex in the showers to relieve some tension from a long week of finals. We all went over to the dining hall after getting dressed and had our last dinner in the commons. Matt invited us over to the gated house for dessert, saying he had something to show us at our soon-to-be-new residence. We finished our meal and headed over to the house, walking the 15 minutes at a good pace. When we arrived at the gate Toby punched in the code and the gate swung back to allow us entry. “So you guys want a tour of the place first or you want to see my surprise?” Matt asked. The three of us indicated opted to see what deep secret Matt had waiting for us. He took us towards and behind the garage, which was the rear of the property, where, upon rounding the corner of the garage, we found a medium sized motor-home. Gesturing at the motor-home, Matt said “Well boys, take a look at your new home while work is being done on the house" and with a flourish he opened the door of the rig and invited us to come on in. Pete was the first to rush inside, followed closely by Toby. By the time I entered with Matt on my tail Pete and Toby were on the couch making out. Matt and I laughed saying “There’s no place you guys won’t fuck, is there?” And with that Matt and I continued on to the rear of the vehicle and entered the bedroom portion of the rolling structure. It had a nice king sized bed which afforded ample room to play around. I went over and sat on the edge of the bed and Matt walked up to me. I hugged him, then undid his pants and pulled out his cock and kissed the head before enveloping it with my mouth. Matt began moaning as I expertly blew him, working my tongue into his piss slit, and squeezing his sweet ass checks in my hands. I began fingering his hole and he shot a load down my throat, in my mouth and across my lips and face. As I was licking the cum off his face and snowballing his cum back to him, Pete and Toby came into the room. “So, I thought you were going to show us the house” Pete remarked. I put Matt's cock away and he zipped-up his trousers, adjusting his tool into a comfortable position, and then took us into the house. I understood why he thought we needed the motor-home for temporary housing. The house itself was a mess - not just dirty, but really run down and kind of gross. The house had certainly had potential, but in its current condition it was not livable. Matt went over what he thought needed to be done and what plans he had made for the renovations. By the time we finished the tour and headed back to the dorms, it was getting late and we were all ready to crash. We entered our room and, as Pete and Toby began to fool around on Pete’s bed, Matt undressed me. I laid down naked on my bed and Matt removed his remaining clothes and laid down beside me, we spooned until I fell asleep. I assume Matt soon fell fast asleep himself, and Toby and Pete were right behind us. The next morning I got dressed and went over my notes for my final. Pete and Toby had arisen early so that they could pick up the van. Matt lay in bed smiling at me as I packed my backpack with extra pencils and paper and went to take down the message board on the door, finding a note from Jerald that read “Hey guys, sorry I missed you. Give me a call.” I looked at Matt and grinned, saying “Oops, we got so caught up in the tour last night we forgot Jerald was coming over.” Matt laughed and said he would call him while I was at my final. He kissed me passionately then slapped me on the ass, telling me to get to my class and do well on the test. The final went well and I returned to the dorm room to find it bare and almost looking sterile, as Matt, Pete, and Toby had moved everything out while I was in class. I was a bit sad, but also excited that this chapter of my college life was closing, just as another began. I was about to text Matt to find out where everyone was, when Jerald knocked on the open door, “Hey dude, Matt sent me to get you. The guys are over unloading the van at the house." I grabbed my back pack and followed Jerald down the corridor and out of the building, talking as we made the short walk over to the house. Jerald told me he thought he might have come down with the fuck flu the previous week, but he was feeling better now. I gave him a light punch to the shoulder and welcomed him to the club. We got to the gates and I punched in the code which unlocked the entrance. As we walked-up the drive way, we saw the guys unloading contents of the van into the garage. I walked Jerald to the 'love shack', as we had christened the motor home, and upon entering I offered him a cold beer from the refrigerator, which, I noticed, was well stocked. About then Matt came in, and giving me a hug and a kiss, he asked “How’d the final go?” I responded saying I was confident it went well. Matt went over to Jerald, hugged him, thanking him for coming to get me. Then Matt took Jerald by the hand, and gesturing for me to accompany them, the three of us moved into the bedroom, where, following Matt's lead, we undressed Jerald, dropped our own clothing, and soon enough Jerald was on the bed with one of our cocks in either end. We took turns feeding him our cocks and sliding them up his rear entrance, turning him into a cum-lusting pig. I was about to dump my load in his guts when Pete walked in and joined me, where, after some jostling, he was able to shove his cock in next to mine, stretching Jerald’s hole. That sent me over the edge and I blasted my cum deep in Jerald's ass, which triggered Pete to do the same. As we withdrew our cocks, cum oozed from Jerald's well used hole. Not to be left out, Matt came around, stuffed his cock in, and in no time added his spooge to the mixture. We cleaned-up and Pete and Jerald went to pick up the kegs for next day's party. Meanwhile Matt and I walked over to the party house, which was a few blocks away. The house was in better shape than the gated house, needing essentially only a coat of paint before it could be rented-out. Thoughtfully, Toby had picked-up some couches, tables and chairs so our guests would be comfortable. As matt and I toured the house, I noticed there seemed to be (at least) a couch or bed in each room and in one room were two pairs of slings set-up in the center of the room. I looked at Matt, but he simply grinned and then began undressing me, positioning me in the sling. Although we had just finished playing with Jerald, Matt was apparently ready to go again, once he saw me naked, laying in the sling, ass positioned to take his cock. He slid in easily and worked his tool into my hole, telling me how hot I looked and how he was going to plant his toxic seed in my ass. About ten minutes later he was still talking dirty to me and pumping in and out, when someone behind us coughed. It was a couple of the guys Toby had asked to come over to decorate for the party. Each had pulled-out his hard cock, and was vigorously stroking, Matt smiled at them and gestured to see if either wanted to take his place in my hole. The older of the two, maybe mid-twenties, stepped up and slid in as Matt pulled out. The younger guy, who was about our age, slipped out of his clothing and climbed into the other sling. Matt apparently knew a good thing when he saw it, 'cause he spat on the guy's crack and started working his cock into the newcomer's hole. The slings were positioned side-by-side, but head to toe, so I could watch as Matt plowed the boy and he could watch his buddy pound me. The rattling of the chains masked the fact that we were now joined by Pete and Jerald as well as Toby and six or so other college studs. It looked like the cleaning/decorating gang would be doing a little gang banging first. For the next couple hours we fucked and sucked the dozen or so guys who had arrived to help get ready for the party. I ended up with four or five loads up my boy cunt and dropped a couple loads into a hot 19 year old who just couldn't get enough. We did eventually get the house cleaned up and decorated for the party, but it was quite late when we finally locked up the house and walked home to 'the love shack'.

The Survey was still a week off and I had met up with Matt (my new sex buddy) a couple times during the week, we had lunch and a couple of dinners together. He was a EEE major and I was Criminal justice Major with a minor in Drama, I also was second string on the men’s volleyball team. Matt was so sweet and we eventually ended up at his dorm room or mine as he was just the next building over. Our roommates were both party animals and spent a good portion of their time away from the room so it gave us both time to fool around with each other. Matt also received an Invite to the survey only his check in was at 8:30 to 8:40 a half hour after mine we decided we’d drive over together and he could wait in the car until it was time for him to check in. September 30th came and we had a light dinner ant the commons (cafeteria for the residential students) and he said he was a bit nervous about this survey, I told him relax how hard could a few questions be. We arrived at the designated address in an Industrial section of town. It looked like a warehouse of some sort. The neighborhood had seen better days but there was on-site parking in a fenced in area adjacent to the door. There were about 4 other cars in the lot which could hold maybe 40-50 cars. I looked at matt and asked him if he felt safe waiting a half hour in the car and he said he was a bit hesitant but he would be alright. I exited the car and went to the door, took a deep breath and entered. The interior was a lot nicer than the exterior, the walls had a fresh paint job and it felt clean. I walked over to the window and handed the young man behind the glass my e-mail invite, he turned around and found my corresponding paperwork and handed me an envelope with my invite fastened to it and asked me to step through the door into the interview room 3. I realized that there was a short corridor at a 90 degree angle to the check in window, with several doors leading off of it on either side. I walked down the corridor and heard someone else enter the building and walk up to the window, I glanced back towards the window and saw an attractive young man repeating my moves to check in. I stepped through the door and was greeted by another guy maybe mid 20’s who offered me coffee or juice. I took the juice. I sat down at the little table and was instructed to open my package in it was a scantron and some colorful wrist bands (all the same color dark red) the guy then handed me a questionnaire which was quite elaborate, It had a section at the top which had instructions for using the scantron and the questionnaire, he then excused himself from the room and handed me a locker key said that after I finished the questionnaire I was to strip and proceed to the locker room where I would lock up my clothes and give the package back to the attendant. He left the room and I took the pencil and the scan form and following instructions penciled in the ticket number assigned to my packet then got to the first question: 1: Were you in any way coerced to participate a. No b. Yes c. Maybe a little by friends 2: what is your status? a. Positive b. Negative c. Not sure If your answer to 2 is A continue on with questions 3-13 If your answer to 2 is B skip to questions 14-24 If your answer to 2 is C skip to questions 25-35 This is where the questionnaire got elaborate it had flaps covering the question sections. I had always been careful and had used protection and my last test was negative so I lifted the flap marked B and was presented with questions 14-24, the asked what my attitude was regarding sex, bare backing ,conversion of status, sexual practices, top, bottom or versatile, and a few other things concerning promiscuous sex and moral values. At the end of the questions it gave directions for the wrist bands and the evenings events. It instructed me to go out into the play area and have fun, no condoms allowed and I was to be as versatile as possible, I was to place all the bands on my right wrist and was to take one off and place it on the right ankle of my bottom upon depositing my load in their ass, anyone who came in me would do similarly. This made me a bit nervous know I would be taking loads and not really knowing the status of the person I was getting fucked by or the person I would be dumping my loads. I was rock hard at the thought. I took my shirt off and folded it neatly and then my pants, I had worn a sexy jock strap and thought I wasn’t ready to shuck that so soon. (The instructions stated kink wear was acceptable), took off my tennis shoes and stuffed my shorty socks into them. They had a mirror on the wall (2 way perhaps) looked at myself in the mirror and thought shit I’m going to get laid tonight I stood 6’2 and had maybe 10 % body fat had a cute face and a tight bubble butt who could resist. He instructions said that when my wrist bands were exhausted or 2 am rolled around the night would be over for me, I counted 10 bands on my right wrist it was coming up on 8:30 and I knew Matt would be entering the process soon and couldn’t wait to get my hard cock in him again. I left through the back door next to the mirror and glanced back to see that my suspicions were true it was a double sided mirror so that the proctors could watch us fill in the questionnaire. I proceeded down the hall following the arrows direction me to the locker room, there were about 3-4 guys putting away their clothes, none of which I found revolting but they ranged in age between 18 and 60. Thought to myself this should prove interesting. There was a towel and some slip on water shoes (stretchy one size fits most )in the locker I slipped on the bright orange slippers and wiggled my toes kind of comfy they would protect my feet from the hard although carpeted walkways and tile floors. I then exited the locker room after throwing the towel around my waist; it almost went around a second time. There was a juice bar set up for refreshments just past the locker room and then a couple passage ways lead off from there. There were cubicles with mattresses in them a couple guys were using them and then I reached an area with a maze and multiple slings set up. I had a few guys pass me in the narrow passageways and cop a feel, the night was young and I had at least 5-6 hours ahead of me. I continued to wander and get cruised as I cruised what must have been the first and second groups of subjects since there were maybe a dozen or so guys wandering the rooms. A hot twink passed by and groped my jock and then brushed my chest. I stopped long enough for him to get a good feel before he lead me to a sling where he climbed in. we kissed and he pulled my hard cock from its confines I slid into his rectum easily thinking he was already lubed up I pumped him for a little while slow and easy I noticed he had a pink and orange band on his left ankle and a blue one on his right, he wasn’t lubed up I was fucking him using his already spunked hole as lube, this made me harder and made me add a fourth load to his hole. I’m kind of kinky so I wanted to see if fetlching was for me so I began to eat his cummy ass it tasted good, he got up from the sling and started kissing me and receiving the cum from my mouth as he turned me around to the sling he sat me back and lifted my legs, securing my feet in the stirrups he began rimming me and working the mixture of cum and spit into my hole. He then placed his cock at my hole and edged in the head he rocked the sling back and forth and the movement worked his cock into my hole he pumped my hole for about 5-10 minute varying his speed as his cock slid in and out of my slowly loosing hole, he then started slamming into my hole then went stiff as his cock pulsed in my hole and shot a good sized load deep in my gut. He slipped a white wrist band on my right ankle and kissed me. He left almost as quickly as he had appeared. Upon his departure I noticed a guy in his 40’s had been watching and he approached me. He felt up my ass and stuck a finger in my hole It felt good and I did not try to stop him he leaned down and sucked on my nipple my cock bounced in my jock as he slip his cock into my hole, he wasn’t completely hard yet but was growing in my ass he began working it in and out and it continued to grow and thicken, soon I felt very full and he pump my hole and quickly shot in my guts a big load then placed a light blue band on my left ankle. He left and I got up from the sling cum dripping from my hole, I did my best to hold it in but there was already a large amount in there. I wandered back towards the juice bar to find about a dozen guys sitting around some had already been banded several times some with no bands on their ankles. Did not see Matt but knew he’d be playing around since it was just past nine already. I drank some juice and then wandered back to the maze where I ended up taking 3 more loads and giving another to a guy in his 50’s. I was so turned on by all this sex happening around me it was like I was on Viagra my cock would go limp after Cumming and then be ready to pummel another hole in about five minutes. I planted my seed in another twink then in a twenty something jock . I found Matt in a cubicle with two cocks pulsating in his hole. As each guy banded him then left he looked up at me and had this big grin on his face. I sat down next to him and he hugged me, then kissed me passionately, he tasted of cock and cum and ass. He rolled me over and began fucking me while looking down into my eyes lust in his and want in mine, I no longer cared what status he was or I was all that mattered was the loads we were receiving and giving. He had 8 bands left to my five but he had almost double the bands on his ankles he fucked me quick and shot in my hole and slipped his yellow band on my left ankle. We had attracted a crowd outside the cubicle so I flipped him over into doggy and began pumping my cock in him as a twink came up behind me and planted his cock in my hole I was pumping into Matt and the twink was fucking me, a daddy came round and fed Matt his cock the twink shot off and lifted my right leg and placed his band on my ankle and disappeared I noticed he had a light purple band on and he had somehow managed to write his e-mail address on the one he placed on my ankle. The daddy then came up behind me and unloaded in my hole and then banded me the same way the boy had. I unloaded in Matt then laid down beside him where I received yet another load and then another. I had thirteen bands on my ankles and only four left on my wrist. I was exhausted and Matt was looking a bit used so I took him by the hand and lead him back to the Juice bar for a quick energy boost. We rested for about 10 minutes. We were about to go back into the maze when a couple stopped us and asked us if we wanted to join them in the steam room. We said lead on and we were soon in a large tiled room with benches and alcoves they had constructed a couple slings in the center of the room with plastic coated chains, they were empty so the couple lead us over as they climbed in between the steam and the loads they had already inserted in them it was no problem fucking them and leaving our loads in to comingle with the others. Had a couple more guy put me in the middle and ended up receiving three more loads while taking turns fucking the couple. I saw the first twink I had fucked as he came up and fucked me again then the couple put Matt and I in the slings and we began taking loads form any hard cock in the steam room. I had one band left and the cute guy I first had fucked was close by so I motioned him over and he climbed into my lap and impaled himself on my ready to burst cock. As I took two more loads in the sling the boy rode me like a champion stallion, and I burst into his hole I could feel the other loads leaking out around my cock. I took four more loads and the boy left his band on my ankle I did his as well, having written my e-mail on the band. I left the steam room and went into the juice bar to wait for Matt Matt found three more guys to plant his seed in then came to join me in the juice bar when he got there he grinned and we headed back to the Locker room to find guys going at it on the benches in front of the lockers. Just like a porn movie eh he retorted to me. We went to the attendant and he pulled up our envelopes, he told us to get our stuff from the lockers and to go to rooms 4 and 6 for debriefing. We emptied our lockers left the towels and slippers and took our stuff to the respective rooms. This time the guy was in a jock strap and they had darkened the rooms a bit he had me lie back on the table as he removed the bands from my ankles, he marked down which colors I received and on which ankle then he handed the ones with the e-mail addresses on them to me and fingered my hole. He tasted the spunk then reinserted them once again then put them in my mouth. I’m a cum pig and the taste of all those loads got me hard again he then pulled his large cock out and slid it into my ravaged hole it hurt like hell he was so big then I realized he had a PA and was fucking me with a 0 gauge it hurt and felt good as he churned the loads in me around and fucked me good he shot his load to join the rest then pulled out and made me lick his cock clean. He then shoved a small butt plug up my hole to “help keep the seepage at bay” I got dressed shoved the bands in my pocket and went to join Matt out at the car. To be continued