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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.

After he came in me like he had done hundreds of times. “I just called him, he’s on his way here to finish the job for both of us.” my fiance whispered in my ear. In a few moments there was a knock at the door. Groped and Pozzed 2 My fiance, Billy, jumped up from the bed and went to answer the door. I remained in bed leaking cum from both my unnamed pozzed bbc hook-up from the bar earlier this evening and my fiance. I had never been so slutty in my entire life. I wanted MORE. I heard mumbles and moans coming from the front room. So, I went to investigate. I found Billy sucking off two well hung black guys. The guy from earlier who Billy was deepthroating his nearly 8 inch cock ordered me to get my mouth on his buddies cock. His buddy, who’s named “I learned later was Ty, had an equally as impressive cock the unnamed black cock in the backseat of the car. Billy bobbed up and down on the massive cock that was in my ass and his ass just hours earlier, and now we were both naked in our own living room sucking him and his friend off. We had our home invaders rock hard slobbering on their oversized cocks. I felt Billy run his hand up the crack of my ass and with the lube from his fucking and the BBC he was now sucking. Jamal, my backseat fucker, nudged his buddy Ty to check out what Billy was doing. Ty snickered and lifted me up from my knees and shoved towards the bedroom. Jamal guided Billy right behind us. Ty and Jamal flopped us down on each side of the bed so our heads were next to each other. Billy and I were both naked and the massive black men that were about to fuck us were just as naked as we were. Billy’s 7 inch hard white cock was dwarfed by Jamal’s oversized 8+ cock, but Ty had to be 9 or more inches. I thought for sure he would split me in two. Ty was a black god, he stood about 6’4, not an ounce of fat on him, two dark biohazard tats at his belt line as a warning to anybody who dared to get that close. I dared. I was willing just knowing that Jamal bred both me and fiance just hours ago and here he was set to do it all again. Almost like they were in sync the slid their huge poz dicks into mine and Billy’s bare asses. We yelped in pain and pleasure. Our fuckers high-fived each other across the bed as they both fucked us silly. Ty told Jamal that he was right, I did have a great pussy. Jamal quipped that he knew cause he has had us both. Tonight, even, he exclaimed! But he was here now to make sure it stuck in both of us. They pounded our holes for a good 30 to 45 minutes. Ty was very vocal about his off-the-chart viral load and he was going to knock me as he was potent that Jamal. Jamal was telling Billy that my cunt was better than his and that he was going to share his tainted load with me instead of Billy unless Billy begged for it. Billy was brought nearly to tears hearing that I was going to get Jamal’s tainted load instead of him. He begged Jamal to poz him and not me. They unloaded their tainted loads into each of us unturned asses within seconds of the other one. Their black bodies crashed on top of us as Billy and I shot our negative loads onto our bellies. Jamal pulled free of Billy and then pulling free of me Ty shoved me into the shower. Where I soaped his dark body, cock and ass. HE spread his cheeks apart and I ate his ass. I could tell he had been out dancing, but it was the sweetest ass I had ever eaten. When he was ready he pivoted in the shower blocking all the water from hitting me while I knelt before his semi-rigid member. He squeezed my cheeks till I opened my mouth. With my mouth agape he aimed his piss cannon towards my open mouth and let loose a torrent of piss. He filled my mouth, telling me to hold it in there for a bit while he pissed on my head, into my eyes, across my face and down my chest. I was never really into water sports, but this left me with a raging hard on. Ty rinsed himself off leaving me there with a mouthful of piss while still drenched with his piss as well. When he was done he allowed me to swallow it and rinse off with orders to go sit on the floor in the living room. Meanwhile, Billy and Jamal were going for another round in our bedroom with Ty joining in. More to Cum I will be traveling some so the next few may be delayed

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

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

He 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.

This was a Doublelist hookup. We chatted, I liked his cock, and when I gave him the address, he revealed he was an hour away, so I figured he wasn't coming. I get that a lot for whatever reason... dude asks for the address then disappears right after. But much to my surprise, he actually came! He was older than his pics and profile said. I can't remember what age he gave, but he was clearly in his 60s, when I was expecting early 50s. Didn't bother me much, and we got right down to business. While I was sitting on the couch, he stood in front of me and shoved his cock in my mouth. He had be blow him for a couple minutes, and I also licked his balls. Then he laid me on my back, laid on top of me and fucked my mouth. He didn't touch my cock but enjoyed fingering my ass a great deal. After a while of that, he left me on my back, pushed my legs up and started fucking me. He railed me in that position for a couple minutes before laying me on my side and going even harder. I really enjoy this position. I can feel it going so deep and I can relax into it and take every thrust. He eventually stopped and put his cock back into my mouth. I LOVE doing ass to mouth, and he seemed to really enjoy that I was into it. I prep for anal very thoroughly, so I particularly enjoy the taste of inside my clean asshole. He did this many many times with a big smile on his face each time. After that he put me on my knees and fucked me from behind for what felt like 30 minutes straight. He never stopped or slowed down, never lost the rhythm. I was in absolute heaven. My ass felt stretched and I loved how deep his cock was going. Finally he was ready to cum and wanted me to swallow it. This was probably the 15th time he made me ATM myself and, since he had used me so well and hard and deep, I was more than happy to swallow his load. The pics attached are guiding his cock into my ass and the first thrust of him being balls deep in me

You are an excellent writer. The point of no return when you feel the penis inside your anus spasming and knowing the semen that is carrying his HIV entering you will immediately begin infecting you through the tears he has created by fucking you.

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?😊

“Where am I?” This was the first coherent thought to form in my addled brain. My head felt three times too large for my body and like it was stuffed with cotton. I also couldn’t really move my limbs or make my body work at all. Forming thoughts was like trying to swim through mud. I was aware that things were not normal, but what had happened remained a mystery. I was desperately trying to remember what had happened to me, but details were slippery and elusive. Eventually, with much willpower, I was able to open my eyes. It seemed to take forever for them to focus and resolve any image of my surroundings. It was dim, wherever I was. And the light was red and inconsistent. Flickering. Again, with effort, I was able to move my head a little and look around. The walls were dark and rough and seemed to be made of stone. I couldn’t see a ceiling above me- only blackness. I did note that there were chains extending upward at the four corners of by body, and that my wrists and ankles were apparently bound to them, immobilizing me. I was splayed out spread-eagle like the Vitruvian man, and I was laying on a cold, smooth surface. Lifting my head was next to impossible, but I managed it just long enough to confirm that I was indeed naked. My head crashed back down to the hard surface with a conk making me see stars. I shivered then, partly from the chill and partly from fear Long moments passed, but gradually I regained more and more of my senses. Whatever chamber I was entombed in was large- I could tell my the occasional small sounds and how they echoed and bounced around the space, only to be eventually swallowed up by the darkness above. The light was coming from a small number of torches (torches!) set into the walls. It was like something out of a medieval fever dream. When I regained some strength, I tried tugging my arms free- but to no avail. The thick chains barely moved and only clinked a couple times. I was now awake enough to start panicking. Wherever I was, it wasn’t good. This was a seriously fucked up situation and I was clearly in danger. My heart started to pound. I tried to call for help, but my mouth was dry and my tongue was thick in my mouth. The adrenaline shot to my system cleared my brain of the remaining fog. Pieces of the previous night started to assemble like a puzzle in my brain. I had been out celebrating my 18th birthday. Since all my friends had gone off to college, I was by myself and feeling fairly blue about it. I remember I went to the local dance club, just so I could be around people. A handsome, older guy started talking to me… what was his name? Something unusual. He saw my underage wristband, and I remember telling him it was my birthday. He offered to sneak me a birthday shot and I remember declining because I didn’t really drink because it was illegal… but he brought me one anyway. He brought a shot for himself too, and he coerced me into having it. “A man only turns 18 once—you need to celebrate!” he had said. The shot was called… “Devil’s Blood”? Or something like it. I think it was fireball and grenadine and who knows what else. I remember it was sweet, and hot. He then asked me out on the dancefloor. I remember thinking that he was really hot, but way too old for me. But hey. Nobody else was asking me to dance so why not? The music pulsed and the lights were hypnotic and I remember feeling my insides getting all warm and gooey. I vaguely remember him hitting on me, and me demurring because I wasn’t looking for that. I was waiting to find a boyfriend or a girlfriend- I wasn’t sure which yet. I think I told him that I was just looking to be around people and to cut loose a little. And that’s about all I remember. Until now. So here I was- naked on some sort of slab. In a real life fucking dungeon. Chained up. The reality of my situation had taken root— I was probably going to die. My mind started working on next steps, but was coming up empty. Ice formed in the pit of my stomach and I got really scared. I’m not ashamed to admit that I pissed myself in that moment. It was then that I heard it. Footsteps. I could hear the uneven cadence and scrape/crunch of several pairs of feet walking slowly out of the shadows. Above the footsteps was a low hum of male voices. Musical. Like a slow chant. Out of the shadows then emerged 5 men in long, dark robes. At least I think they were men. They all had on masks that obscured their faces. The masks were those of skulls—animalistic in nature. Four of the masks were jet black. Glossy. Horned. The fifth was gold. The four in black masks carried what appeared to be small, handheld drums. The one wearing the gold mask carried an old, leatherbound book the color of oxblood in one hand. In the other he carried a stilleto. My heart raced with fear, as my mind jumped to all sorts of terrifying outcomes. The four took up positions at my feet and hands and when they were in place the humming stopped. The one in the gold mask walked to the figure at my left hand. The figure held out his right hand and the stiletto made a quick slash to his thumb. The figure made a gladiator “thumbs down” gesture and I watched the blood trickle off his hand to the floor. This ritual was repeated at the other three figures. Then the fifth stood at my head, out of my view. I watched in sick fascination as The Four slowly raised some sort of bone-shaped drumstick. And then as one, they struck their drums. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. A slow, steady beat began. The one in gold at my head started chanting in a language I could not identify. His words snaked and wove through the beats of the drums. The Four took up the chant as well. Slowly the tempo increased and the chanting got louder. As this was happening, the torchlight seemed to increase with the flames leaping higher of their own accord. This brought the figures into sharp relief. I could see that the Four were drumming on crude drums with rough skin like parchment, and with what appeared to be actual bones- like the knobby leg bone of an animal. Or human. The chant had now crescendoed to a fever pitch and the drummers were beating like my racing heart. Then suddenly, without warning, everything stopped. The drummers dropped to their knees as one, and from above my head I heard the One in gold whisper something— guttural and wicked. Then there was a bright, blinding flash like a camera strobe. My nose caught the strong smell of sulfur. When my eyes readjusted, there was a dim red glow in the room- like a photography dark room. I looked over at the torches on the wall, and they flames all appeared to be frozen—low and unwavering in their iron holders. The Five men in robes were also caught mid-motion. And the room was eerily quiet—like being in a sound proof recording studio. It was as if time itself had stopped- except for me. And the demonic thing now standing in my presence. I stared, completely unsure of what I was looking at. At the end of the slab where I lay stood a… thing. A beast? Man? Both? It had a general human form… but it was different. Distorted. Much more Sinister. I could tell it was big. Like 7 feet tall and broad across the chest and shoulders. The head was large and bald, and atop were two great, black, curling horns, like those of a ram. Instead of eyes, there were empty voids- like deepest, darkest space. The mouth, a lipless slash, crowded with sharp, pointy teeth. The flesh appeared scalded and shiny—like scarred skin-- tight across the body. Muscles stood out in sinewy relief, as if they were barely covered in flesh. The arms were muscular and disproportionately long, terminating in hands with too many fingers, each with a talon instead of a nail. And did I see the hint of dark wings behind? It appeared to be regarding me, with its unwavering dark gaze, and I was utterly petrified. My mind wanted to believe that I was drugged. Hallucinating this terrible image. But somewhere in the deep recesses of my animal brain, I knew this was real. Real And beyond my rational beliefs. “Wh… wh… who…?” I managed to croak out, before the sound died on my lips. The creature continued to stare at me with those empty voids in its face. The longer I stared into them, the more I began to see things swimming in their depths. Terrible things. I looked away, shivering uncontrollably. “Who or what I am does not matter, human,” it said in a rusty, scrapey, deep voice. “They have summoned me, and I have come. The fools! Even now, they have no inkling of the true nature of the forces with which they play. If they did they would have fled from this place in terror. But no. To them this was a mere game; they did not truly believe. I do not brook the follies of man and there will be repercussions. And yet… they deliver unto me such tasty flesh to defile…” “P-p-p-please don’t kill me! Oh God protect me! Oh Jesus please save me!” I prayed. The creature laughed then- a sound like glass inside a garbage disposal. “Those empty words have never held power or sway! There is no mercy here! You of virgin flesh are bound to me in this moment outside of time, as I am bound in this earthly space. But I will grant you this knowledge, human. Death is not immediately forthcoming. You have been chosen as the Vessel.” I struggled mightily against the chains, but to no avail. I twisted and pulled and screamed, but my binds would not yield. The creature watched me placidly as I expended my energy. When the fight finally left me, I sagged back onto the slab. “A Vessel for what,” I whispered, defeated. “You have heard of AIDS, yes?” it asked. I nodded, horrified. “The first virus was passed to a Vessel through a union much like this. We needed a fertile male host—one that would pass on his demon seed to many others, eventually casting them all down in sin. That Vessel performed… admirably.” “Are you telling me you unleashed HIV on the world and infected millions of men on purpose?” I sobbed. “Yes.” “You monster!” I spat. The creature grinned. “I believe Incubus would be more accurate, although we do not concern ourselves with human labels.” “Well, we have pre and post exposure protocols now. And drugs to combat your virus so humans can live long, productive lives. So even if you infect me…” I began bravely. “Hence the need for a new Vessel,” the Incubus interrupted. “The time has come for a new virus. One that will not be so easily tamed. One that will again spread through humanity’s sinners. The Fornicators. The drug users. The adulterers. Hastening their demise and bringing them more quickly to my Master’s fold.” “No…” I pleaded. “Now we begin,” the Incubus stated. His mouth of teeth opened menacingly, and a long, black tongue snaked out of the orifice. Longer than my brain could comprehend… 3 feet? 4 feet? And it undulated and rippled like an earthworm. I watched as the demon slowly sank down between my legs, and then I felt it. His tongue was teasing and lapping against my asshole. It was hot- almost to the point of uncomfortably so, but not quite. “Ah, it has been too long since I have tasted the sweetness of man,” it said. And then the tongue started slowly inching its way inside me. Feeling the heat of it penetrate inside me was intense. The creature was right about me being a virgin. I’d never done anything with anyone ever before, as I had grown up in a fairly strict household. All I had time for was school, swimming, my after-school job, church… and masturbation. I’d never even kissed a girl… or a boy. As I thought about this, I had the faint memory of telling the man at the bar that I was “eighteen and never been kissed”. With that one statement, I’d probably sealed my fate and landed myself as a human sacrifice. At first I was horrified and frightened and revolted by the invasion into my body. Even in all my masturbation and self-exploration, I’d never come anywhere near my butthole. The sensation was completely foreign—but not unwelcome. The thick, hot tongue continued pulsing and snaking its way inside. Deeper and deeper. At the prostate it seemed to pause and explore and… caress making me shiver with nervous adrenaline. And I found it increasingly difficult not to get aroused. I felt sick. I was being violated by this sex demon from what I could only guess was hell (or some hellish plane of existence) and yet here I was, strangely turned on by it. Overwhelmingly so. I railed against it. Reprimanding myself with my internal monologue for feeling this way. Telling myself to resist—that I should be disgusted. That I was being raped for god’s sake! But the waves of pleasure were too much to ignore. My dick was soon teenage steel and straining toward the ceiling. It was almost painful and I couldn’t touch it at all to relieve it. And still the tongue explored my insides- pushing deeper. I felt it’s heat as it teased some deep barrier inside me, where I was sure it would stop. But it tickled and twirled at this place and my breath quickened. Soon it worked up past it and beyond and the wave of pleasure created made my body start to shake. I felt my body open and relax as my head lolled to one side. The creature chuckled at this- that horrible glass grinding sound again. I don’t know how long that tongue violated my guts as I lost all sense of the flow of time. Hours? Days? Years? All I know is that I could feel that tongue snaking all the way up into me. When I would occasionally lift my head, I could see the creature’s head moving subltly between my legs and I could see the tongue move and writhe beneath the taut flesh of my stomach. It reminded me of that one time I saw a baby move beneath the skin of a pregnant woman and was creeped out. Slowly the tongue withdrew from me, and I found myself missing the hot presence inside my intestines. Almost craving to be filled again… and I hated myself for feeling this way. Then the beast stood up slowly, my eyes tracking his movement. As he brought himself to his full height, I saw it. A massive phallus arcing up and away from his body, glossy and deep red. The wedge-shaped ruddy head reached up to the middle of his chest. It was definitely not human-proportioned- not even porn proportioned. I had never seen anything so massive… not even on the horses on our farm. My eyes got large as the slow realization of what was coming next became apparent. “No… please! I can’t. IT can’t! It’s not possible. You said I wouldn’t die, but that will kill me.” I begged him. But it fell on deaf ears. “Human males are preferable virgin sacrifices, although harder to find. They can endure and their anatomy is more… compliant. Human females, while accommodating in their own way, have limited depth and tend to… rupture… thus rendering them disposable,” it graveled out. At this point I started crying in earnest. I could see what was coming and it scared the shit out of me. I had no choice. No control. This wasn’t what I wanted… or was it? But after the tongue exploration, there was a teeny-tiny part of my brain that was, dare I say, titillated? And that knowledge scared me even more. I watched as it gripped its massive prong in one taloned fist, and then pushed it downward to align with my asshole. I was sobbing and shaking my head, but I knew my situation was hopeless. I was basically pinned like a butterfly on this stone slab, about to be split in half. I felt the hot, triangular head pushing insistently against my asshole and I thought there was no way it would be able to enter—not without considerable pain and irreparable damage. But… … it was weird. I could feel it start to slide in. The heat pulsing off that huge member was intense as it pushed past by sphincter. But it didn’t hurt for some reason. I could feel immense pressure, and an uncomfortably full feeling pervading my guts, but no pain. For some reason, due to some magic or demon novocaine, the entry wasn’t accompanied by the mind-shattering agony I was prepared for. Rather, it was- dare I say- pleasurable? It was a similar sensation to the tongue that had come before. I could feel it inside me. The heat. The fullness. The inexorable penetration. But where the tongue slithered and snaked around inside, this sensation was just of firm flesh invading my deepest recesses. Again, I felt the beast appendage impact somewhere deep inside me at meet resistance, and again I figured this was the extent of how far he would be able to go without tearing me internally. But there was some additional pressure, a slight stab of pain, and then… oh, and then! Goddamn. I could feel a slight ‘pop’ and the massive meat had pushed past beyond my barrier and was now invading deeper into me. Where the tongue had gone. The waves of pleasure as it continued into me were intense and almost more than I could bear. my sobs and tears had stopped and I believe I cried out in ecstasy, but I can’t be sure because my mind was blown at this point. After what felt like an eternity, I felt the creature’s hot groin pressed against my ass, and I knew that he was all the way inside and I had somehow survived. I don’t know where all that dick went, but every breath was a struggle it felt like it was lodged below my sternum, somewhere up near my heart. Then, the cock started a slow withdrawal from my body. Every inch that it retreated left me feeling hollow and empty. Eventually, the Incubus only had the head remaining inside me. Then he started to push inside again, only a tiny bit faster. This process repeated many times- so many that I lost count. The only thing I was aware of was the core of heat inside my body when he was inside me, and the feeling of fullness and pleasure. Again, all this was completely happening outside of time itself, so I don’t have any perspective of how long this back and forth went inside my guts. It felt like years were passing with each thrust. As the fuck continued, my body eventually completely gave itself over to lust and desire. I had relaxed to the point where my insides were fully accepting his demon dick. All thoughts of impropriety had long since fled and I was feeling nothing but dizzying pleasure at being impaled on his massive shaft. I found that I couldn’t get enough. I wanted this demon’s dick in me for eternity. I wanted him to never stop. I know I was moaning and screaming and making noises of ultimate pleasure every time he bottomed out inside me and I was actively trying to throw myself further into him. “Yessssssssssss,” the Incubus hissed. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard. “Submit unto me! Accept your fate!” He was staying further inside me now. Rarely pulling out beyond half before thrusting inside again. And the thrusts were harder. His groin bruising my ass. I found myself staring into the voids that were its eyes as the fucking continued. It felt like I was falling into a bottomless well of lust and desire, that sensation of falling without hitting bottom. Mixed with the sensation of his giant cock deliciously rearranging my insides. As his tempo slowly increased further, his tongue slowly snaked out of his mouth and found it’s way to mine. I felt the hot, black, roughness enter my mouth and start to push down my throat into my esophagus. Normally I would have started gagging uncontrollably at this, but again. As if by demon magic, I was just able to accept his tongue down my throat. The heat signature slowly crept downward into my belly—and beyond. I was taking sustaining breaths through my nostrils now, as the demon pounded me furiously while tongue-fucking my throat and stomach. I think his cock and tongue made connection and completed the circuit inside me. My body was vibrating from his double penetration, pleasure beyond all reason and measure crashing into me, through me, over me. It felt like I had been edged up to the point of an orgasm for a lifetime without release and my body was going crazy with desire. His tempo was frenzied now, and he was growling. A horrifying sound that seemed to rend the air. I could feel the triangular spear shaped tip of his cock start to swell up inside me. Taking up more and more room within. It grew to where it felt like it was half the width of my torso, yet my willing body took it. Craved it. Needed it. I could barely breathe as it was affecting my diaphragm and lungs. The red light in the room had grown steadily with the demon’s passion. It morphed with the fuck, moving into orange, then yellow, then white, then brilliant incandescence. My eyes closed tight to shield them from the intensity. “IT IS TIME!” the Incubus bellowed. “WITH THIS SEED YOU BECOME THE VESSEL!” And with that, the demon cock erupted inside me. Scalding hot semen pulsed from that massive head, flooding into me. It burned with a pleasure-pain that caused my body to buck and shake uncontrollably. I contorted and writhed with full body orgasms as volumes of poisonous demon seed poured into me, filling me- searing my viscera. I could feel his molten jism actually rising like gorge in my throat. The salty, sulfurous, metallic taste making me gag. It was like I was burning alive from the inside, but without pain. It felt like a fever, but a fever of 451°F. I couldn’t breathe or move and it felt like I might burst apart into flame. But slowly… ever so slowly… this feeling diminished. With every throb of my pulse, the heat within grew less and less, like I was ejecting my corona into space like a dying star. Eventually, I felt like I could breathe again, and I could feel the cool, wetness of the stone under my back. I slowly opened my eyes. Smoke hung thick in the air which again smelled of sulfur. In the haze the Incubus was nowhere to be seen. I noticed that I was no longer bound by the chains—they just hung impotently around me. I pushed myself into a seated position for the first time in what felt like a millennia and swayed a little unsteadily. I was woozy and felt severely dehydrated and also… different. Slowly I began to take inventory of my body. I looked down and noted that I was covered by crusty, black soot from head to toe, like I’d been in a fire. Also my chest and belly were coated in semen (which I somehow knew was mine) making the soot on my torso streaky and sticky. The demon had fucked what appeared to be a week’s worth of cum out of me. Speaking of my body… I found it had changed markedly. I was more muscular than I had been before. My shoulders and chest much broader. My arms bulging. My legs thick and strong. I felt longer of limb and that when I stood I would be taller. I was leaner, too, with deep muscular definition. And lo! I had chest hair! I had been a hairless, skinny, twink before— but now? But without a doubt the biggest change was to my dick. The flesh now hanging between my legs was certainly NOT what I had before. Before I was just a guy with an unremarkable cock. Average. Nothing that stood out or was noticed in the swim locker room or gym class by any means. But now? Flaccid it was hanging to just north of mid thigh. I could fell the meaty weight of it, and I instinctively knew it would expand to become a real cuntwrecker. As these changes sank in, I slowly started to realize that I felt different inside as well. I felt confident… no, cocky. Strong. Sure of myself. Brave. Sexy. Fearless. And dangerous. When I looked for the Five men in Robes, I noticed them laying on the floor in disarray at the five points where they had been. Eventually they stirred faintly and moaned a bit as they came to. I heard one of them mutter, “Dude, what the fuck just happened?” When they had revived enough and saw me seated and unshackled, they were visibly shaken. The one in the gold mask looked at me and said, “Who are you?” “I was the virgin manchild you brought here as a sacrifice, but no longer. Now I am the Vessel. Now I am Gift of Death.” They all turned and ran. Just as the Incubus had said, they were fools. They meddled with dark forces and in turn have released Me unto the world. The new Vessel. They would soon come to rue their choices, of that I was sure. And then eventually to Him. I would start with the man in the gold mask. The seducer from the club. The “high priest” as it were. I followed them at a leisurely pace, their cries echoing through the rough hewn chamber, leading me on to the exit. Thoughts of my future formed as I walked. I could not go home now—the 18 year old that entered this chamber was dead. As the Vessel, I needed to sow my seed far and wide. Perhaps I should become a hitchhiker? A truck driver? A male prostitute? “No,” I said with a smile. “I will become a flight attendant.”

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

Chapter 4: Let's Talk. Although I wanted to tell my friend about what I did on the phone, I knew it had to be in person. It was a few days before he called saying his dad was away, and invited me over. I'm glad it had been a few days, as it gave me some time to think about things. Was I gay, or simply experimenting? I convinced myself it was just experimenting. I was curious to hear what my friend thought. When I arrived he was once again on a lawn chair smoking a cigarette. I got on the chair next to him, and he offered me one. Although not fond of them, I was nervous and thought it would help. Aparently he was nervous too as he immediately lit up another cigarette right after smoking the first. As it turns out, so did I. Luckily it was him that broke the ice by saying he had something to ask me. Funny enough, it was the same question I had for him. Do you think we're gay or just experimenting? I told him I had thought about it and felt it was experimenting. I then asked if he had ever been with a girl, and he said yes, but no sex just making out and kissing. He said that they did get naked and the girl said she wanted him to fuck her, but was a virgin and afraid of his huge cock. He said it was odd, as he didn't get hard with her like he did when we got together. He then asked if I had ever been with a girl, and I admitted I hadn't. I was body conscious and although I wouldn't mind being with a girl, I'd never make the first move, she would have to. He joked saying maybe he should fix us up as she'd be able to take my cock. What an ass, but that's what friends are for! Of course, I always get the last jab in, and told him I was gonna let him taste my cum before, but not now! Of course I was kidding and we both pulled our shorts down and started stroking. It wasn't long before he reached over stroking my cock, and me his. It was amazing stroking a cock at least 2 inches longer than mine. I think he enjoyed stroking mine too as where he had me on length, I had him on girth. It wasn't long before we both shot our loads, and tasted each others cum. His was tasty, but as usual more watery than my thick creamy loads. We then jumped into the pool to rinse off, but I didn't stay long, lying by saying my step dad had plans for us. In reality, I wanted to get home and think about what all had happened earlier. Of course, I was still horny, got naked, grabbed my bottle of lotion and started fingering my hole. This time using my index finger and getting it in up to the knuckle. I'm not sure if I actually hit my prostrate, but I did shoot my first hands free load! Next up. Chapter 5: Just Say Gay

I don’t live close, so can’t claim To be an expert, but if you do manage to get to Darlaston, I think Wednesdays (naked/small towel) and Sundays are best. Have you been to or heard of Roast? It’s a new-ish party in London, which apparently is as close to XXL as you will get in the capital these days…

No, that would be okay. Why don't you start a new thread? Call it "Scorpion Bikers Continued" or something. I can help you link the threads, if you don't know how to do that.

So it's been a lot of time that I have in my mind this thing of having my ass flooded with tons cum. 5 months ago when i started to get fucked BB, the first time I felt a big cock pumping hot cum inside me i become crazy :P...hot as fuck. Never been into a true gangfuck thing btw...only 2 or 3 guys fucking me all night long. My loads record is 7 in 24h. So yesterday while showering at the gym I took a decision that it's time to seriously beat that record. I wanna get used and loaded over and over. The 22th i'll go to Berlin...the timing is perfect...there will be fickstutenmarkt (horse fair) the 26th. Any suggestion? Thoughts? What would be a good new record to beat?

I have always loved older guys. Never liked them younger. I like to be owned and dominated and younger guys do absolutely nothing for me. Gimme those daddies.

ANON WANKED LOAD I had a quick message from a horny 37 yr old married guy. He asked if I could help him with a fantasy. He had alway wanted to see his load go inside a guy. He asked if I’d like to take his thick creamy load into my tunnel plug while I was hooded and ass up. He had never played with a guy and wanted to take a wank and feed a hole. Of course I said yes. It felt incredibly horny being ass up as V a stranger was taking a wank behind me. It felt even better when he released his load and I felt hot cum filling my gaping hole up. A very horny experience and a perfect breed with a strangers load!

Well, put that embarrassment aside, as it's only productive as a potential inducement to alter your thinking. Congratulate yourself for arriving at a new level of understanding, and keep asking yourself questions. And, trying out those new answers with active use. Embarrassment is a great motivator, but what really counts is what happens after that particular realization comes. Congrats !!! 😉

That's just somebody saying they're a total bottom but pretending to be a top.

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.

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

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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.

I have to admit, in all honesty, I am scared. When I first arrived here I did not think much about politics, yet I was a Federal employee. I have been a Federal employee all my working life. I never thought about Republicans and Democrats, I NEVER THOUGHT PERIOD. See, that is the problem, someone in their 20a who does not care much, does not understand how their lack of involvement can shape the results of what might come for all gay people in the future. I am not preaching, I know some posters may think I am not speaking for the majority. But am I am scared? HELL YES, and do I know what will happen in 2024, I don't know. I am willing to be screamed at by veteran posters, I am educated yet stupid. But DeSantis and the rest of them scare the hell out of me and I am willing to admit to that..... So, with that being said, anyone have any suggestions regarding my lack of involvement? Frankly, I am damn embarrassed. I should know better....

My fuckbud says he’s chatting with other tops to share me. He also says he’s going to send me to a top house to take his load! Whoring me out to take guys loads! Then breed me after! So fucking hot!

The developing resistance of Shigella to antibiotics is nothing new. We used to treat it empirically. Now we direct care based on sensitivity when we send a sample off. This is one of those diseases where you don't treat the diahrea with Lopreinide or Lomotil. Stopping diarrhea can make things worse. Shigella isn't the only thing you can get from fecal contamination. Like everything, the individual needs to evaluate the risks. Young, old, and immunocompromised all have a higher chance of having problems. From the National Library of Medicine The antibiotic regimen used for the treatment can be divided into two groups based on age. Antibiotic susceptibility testing is highly recommended as resistance to the drugs is common and may vary regionally. (Superintendent of Military Public Health)

other scenarios I’m more cautious. Let me guess, put a cock in your mouth after being in a female pussy? 😛🤣

Chapter 8 Jason and Tyler spend the the remainder of the weekend fucking Jake and filling him with their toxic loads. When Sunday evening arrives they begin to get ready to head back to the city, Jake starts to put on his clothing but is abruptly stopped by his father. “You’ll continue to wear the jock until we instruct you otherwise”, his father says sternly. “Now pack your bags and get in the car”. Jake quickly does as he’s told. Soon after he and his father begins there drive back to the city and Tyler follows behind driving separately. Jake, hungry for his fathers dick, opens up his father’s pants and begins sucking. Jason, wanting to savor the attention his dick is getting, drives slowing on the backroads to avoid attention. However, before long a patrol car comes up behind from behind. ‘Shit, get back in your seat!’ Jake’s dad exclaims as he fumbles to zip his pants. Jason pulls over the the officer soon approaches the car and Jason rolls down his window. “Good evening, sir. I noticed you were swerving a bit back there and now I see why”, the officer says while glancing over at Jake. “Yeah, my son and I are just coming back from a fun weekend at the lake and I just got a bit distracted while driving” Jason says. “Your son, huh?”, the officers says as he assesses the men, observing Jakes in the jockstrap and Jason’s engorged bulge in his pants. “Are you ok son? The officer asks Jake. “Oh yes officer! I was had just been swimming at the lake before we left and didn’t have time to change out of my swimsuit”, Jake explains trying to avoid getting his dad in trouble. “Swimsuit huh? Why don’t you let me inspect that. Come around the car here.” The office instructs. Jake looks at his Dad and Jason gives him a nod. Jake does at the office tells him and get out of the car. The officer tells to put his hand on the side of the car and Jake complies. with Jake’s ass exposed, the officer slips his hand through the band of the jockstrap and slaps it against Jake’s smooth muscle ass. ‘Quite a *swimsuit*’, the officer states. ‘Gonna have to do some further inspection’. With that the officer take out a blue rubber glove and puts it on his hand. He groped at Jake’s ass then spreads his wide as Jake’s dad observes from the rear view mirror. “Oh fuck!”, the officer shouts in a big baritone voice as he opens Jake’s ass and see a river of cum flow out of it. He takes two fingers and inserts the in Jake and Jake moans as they are inserted. The officer pulls his fingers out and the rubber gloves are thickly coated with cum. He raises the finger to his nose and does and deep inhale. He instruct Jake’s dad to out of the car and Jason does as he is told. ‘What does this smell like to you sir’, the officer asks Jake’s dad. “Semen officer”, Jason responds. “That’s what it smells like to me too. You’re son has been a very dirty boy”, the officer says. “I know he has”, Jake’s dad says “How do you know”, the cop inquires “Because that’s my semen”, Jason’s responds with a devilish look. “You sick fuck” the officer almost whispers under his breath then looks back at the half naked young man against the car on the quiet country road. The officer licks his lips and starts playing with his crotch through is uniform. “Looks like your boy here lost a lot of cum during my inspection. I’m thinking he might need a refill. What do you think about that?” The officer ask as a puddle of cum forms of the ground from Jake’s ass. Jason’s eyes get wide. “Yes officer, my boy needs his hole filled” With the the officer undoes his uniform and reveals his huge cock. “Oh damn!” Jake utters as he catches a glimpse of the new dick. “His hole is tender officer. He’s been fucked many times this weekend.” Jason warns “Is that so?” The officer ask and then lines up his fat dick head with the cream filled hole and the slams his dick balls deep in one deep stoke. “FFUUUUCCCKKK!” Jake screams. “Scream all you want boy. No one is gonna hear you out here but your dad and he’s horny as fuck watching his boy get raped, aren’t you?” The officer says as he starts brutally fucking Jakes. Jason pulls out his dick and starts jerking off at the sight of his boy getting fucked. “My boy is hungry officer. He’s taken many loads this weekend”, Jason explains as he gets rock hard. “What’s he hungry for?” The officer ask. “Poz cum! His cunt is filled with it officer. My boy need to be converted”, Jake’s dad states as he furiously jerks his meat. “Oh fuck yeah! I can help out with that! I recently converted and the doctor says my viral load is extremely high”, the officers states as he pounds the lean muscle stud. His cock pistoning in and out of Jake’s hole and coated with cum. “fuck yeah! Knock my boy up! Jake’s dad pleas. “You want my poz load boy?” The officer ask Jake. “Yes please officer, convert my hole” Jake begs sweating profusely from the aggressive fuck. “Here comes my charged load! Aahhhhhgggg! “ the officers cock explodes into Jakes willing hole, overflowing his already flooded fuck chute. The officer pulls out and tells Jason to get in there. Jason does as he’s told. so turned on by the scene that has unfolded he lasts only a few more minutes in his sons slimy hole before his balls have worked up another massive charged load for his boy and then unleashes the venom seed deep in his sons cunt. After both men are done using Jake’s hole. Jake is instructed to clean off theirs dicks and he does so eagerly taking turns on each man’s dick to clean of ever drop of cum. Once done the officer slips his dick back into his pants and lets the men on their way. In the car Jake positions himself to allow has dad access to his hole and his dad proceeds to fingers his sons slimy cum filled cunt the remainder of the way home taking special care to rough up his sons already tend we hole with his fingernails.

I could never stop eating ass its my #1 favorite thing to do. I've spent marathon hours sucking ass so hard I've had a bloody mouth.

Not just rimming... sucking a cock that's been in someone's hole is also just as risky.

I'm assuming you support teaching Critical Race Theory. ☑️ Very curious to know why.

I've had my seed in around 400-500 holes, mix of men/women - deep down to me, it's less about ownership and more the idea that in a way I'm forever bonded to that person. whether I can remember their names/faces or it's total anon, it's just fun knowing i've swapped fluids with that many people. and that the most important and powerful part of me has been sprayed deep in so many people's guts 🙂 I'm less of a plant your flag and own it forever type, I'm more of the thinking, punching my card and proof I was there kinda mindset 🙂

Another one is the Kew Motor Inn right on Union Turnpike near the Grand Central. My Trans fuck buddy used to take me there and fuck me, send me home with ass full of cum…. Good times

I got MRSA from a tiny cut on my elbow. The smallest, most benign cut you ever saw. I don’t even think it bled. Days later, my right arm was purple and the size of a cartoon sledgehammer, with no range of motion. Was super close to being hospitalized until my doctor took measurements and noticed that the swelling was subsiding, and antibiotics working. It was a three month ordeal. I’ve had cancer before but the MRSA experience was way more frightening.

Give me French Canadian Patient Zero vibes ;)

God. Damn. But the ending made me LOL. A flight attendant??? Very out of left field, but definitely sets up how he's going to accomplish his mission. All right. Keep up this intensity and we will have a very dark and entertaining adventure.

Back story young top hit me up on an app, met up and surprise his cock is a thick uncut forearm. He apologized and said if I couldn’t take it and wanted to go he’d understand as guys can’t take him. Anyway, I did, lol, but said my poppers were old and if I had fresh he could rail me as hard as he wanted as deep as he could go. He was skeptical Last night I messaged him I just got a fresh bottle of poppers on a trip out of town and of course he asked if he could fuck me. I of course said yes. Needless to say he was fucking amazed. Slid in and suprise! My ass swallowed his thick dick balls deep with just 1 squirt of lube. Fucked me in several positions then had me straddle him. He was concerned he was hurting me so I assured him he was good and I grabbed the base of his cock, pulled back his foreskin and drove him as deep as I could as fast as I could and held him there grinding against his hips. His eyes rolled back thrusting as I rode him meeting his thrust driving him as deep as he could go. Then he was like oh fuck I’m cumming, fuck fuck I’m going to cum. He bred me deep and held my hips pressing himself hard against me. Said to let him recharge in my hole and he’d have another go. Then started talking about how amazing my ass felt wrapped around him both loose like nothing then tight. So I of course slowly started rocking and squeezing my hole muscles more. The look of shock on his face. He was like omg what are you doing? That’s fucking amazing, omg that feels amazing. How are you doing that? No one has ever done that it’s like your ass is jerking my cock off, fuck…cue eyes rolling back again and I feel his cock filling my hole resisting the squeezing. Round two was underway and a bit harder and rougher use of my hole once he realized this daddy could take him, all of him without an issue. He rolled me over and really pounded me until his moaning changed louder. He was slamming hard against me the bed banging and him yelling a deep primal guttural sound…..then load two was dripping from my wrecked hole. He could not stop talking about how he’s NEVER had anyone take his cock like that and he had never cum like that in anyone ever or had anyone jerk him off with their ass or an ass that just lubed it’s self. (Side note when fucked my ass lubes and gets wet like a pussy idk why) . He asked if I liked it and if I’d come back this dude is 10+ inches he’s at least 8” thick and cums fountains. Nice kid too. Always glad when this DILF can show a young guy what his big cock can do in the right hole 😉 and yes, we will be fucking again. A lot! Haha

Going to the local bathhouse early yesterday morning around 7:00 a.m. and catching the guys who would be leaving soon. I got my regular room next to the maze...after a walk through I was ass up on my bed with the door open and the hall lighting shining on my white ass. After 10 or 15 minutes I felt a hand on my ass and I glanced back and saw a average height thin black guy just before he shut the door..a second later he was working his obviously huge cock into my hole, I grabbed the lube and gave it to him and grabbed the poppers for myself - 10 seconds later he was balls deep pounding my hole, while uncomfortable I knew this was my role and have been here many times for many years. I go into my - Yeah, baby fuck that hole, Gimme that load baby...3 minutes later I hear him faintly whisper, I'm cumming in you !!!..we're both breathing hard when he pulls his cock out and I go to the edge of the bed to suck his cock clean, that's when I put my hand around his monster cock - at least 10 inches with the diameter of a baseball bat. I finished cleaning his beautiful cock and smiled up thanking him. He thanked me and said, Now he can go home...After he leaves I flip on the light and grabbed my towel to go piss and that's when I saw a five inch smeared area of blood on the sheet. I kinda smiled a little and thought that would explain the intense pressure I felt when he jammed his mammoth cock in my hole but being a good cumdump this is what I love...and was only load number one...

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 20. Tom and Dan both woke up from Dan's bed early in the morning. After a quick breakfast, they left for the bus station and the journey towards Mark and Peter's town began. Dan had been keeping Tom's plug up his ass since the night before. Dan in particular was nervous the whole way. Would he let both Mark and Peter fuck him without rubber. Mark came to pick up the boys from the bus station and told them they were going straight to the sauna where Peter was waiting for them. Once there, Dan looked at everything with wide eyes. In Dan's opinion, the sauna looked filthy and arousing. There was a note on the front door saying that the sauna would have a private event during the day and that the sauna would not open to the public until 4 p.m. Mark led both boys straight to the bathroom where he ordered both brothers to undress completely, he also undressed himself. Peter also came into the bathroom and undressed. Both boys looked at skinny Peter, who had a biohazard tattoo above his cock. Mark pulled the plug out of Dan's ass and both men studied Dan's virgin ass with interest. Peter rinsed both boys' holes thoroughly and Mark shaved both boys' pubic hair and put Dan in a chastity cage similar to Tom's. When everything was ready, Mark and Peter admired the naked boys and the result of their work. The brothers were otherwise very similar, but Dan had more muscular legs and a bigger ass than Tom, but Tom's balls were bigger. The balls actually looked huge under the caged tiny penis. Peter brought both boys black leather jockstraps and leather harnesses. Both men helped the boys put them on. Perfect, said Mark after seeing the end result. Mark told the boys that they have arranged a special event for the afternoon and the men are already waiting. They have wanted to offer certain men the first opportunity to meet Dan and Tom. The occasion is so special that they have also asked videographers to attend. The day will be memorable for both Tom and especially Dan, so it is important that the day also be recorded as a memory. The men led the boys to a room where 8 leather men were sitting on 3 different couches. The men were sitting on the sofas with everyone's cocks exposed. Mark introduced Dan and Tom to men and men to boys. Mark told the men that Dan is a virgin and Tom was fucked for the first time a week ago on Friday. In other words, first-class meat is available today. And most importantly, the meat is offered completely without any protection and the meat is also unmedicated. The leathermen cheered and clapped. From the last moment, all the men's cocks were standing hard. Tom and Dan looked at each other in confusion as Mark told them that what made the occasion special was that the unprotected young asses now got to milk the raw cocks of these eight men themselves. All eight dicks would be toxic and unmedicated. Tom and Dan looked at the horny older men sitting on the couches, the big helmets of their cocks glistening with precum. Now Tom and Dan also noticed that almost all the men had biohazard tattoos.

It started when a boy asked me to break him. I was instantly enthused and made thoroughly gratifying work of brutalizing him. His tears were of pain, but also of profound gratitude. It occurs to me now that I was the star of his rape fantasy. I hope he still enjoys the memory of my violent lust as much as I do. I don't know if I need to hurt cunt, but the mate who dutifully endures my occasional rough jab raises his value considerably.

15 by a guy I his late 20’s. Quick pump and dump and that was it. Throughout the next year after he arranged for quite a few of his friends to breed me. Some of them were absolutely rancid but I craved the loaf and the guy convinced me it was a good idea. I remember one guy who must of been in his 60’s and I just wasn’t in to him but the original guy told me that good bottoms don’t refuse a load. So I had sex with him and he was a bit smelly and had stale coffee breath. But I remember thinking this is what a good bottom does as he fucked me hard and put his load in me. Not refused a load since really.

Part 4 I knew one of Steve's favourite positions for a bottom to be in, willing or not. So I grabbed the ankle restraints and the spreader bar, and quickly had Eric's feet spread wide. God, even this kids feet were beautiful! Then I attached a collar around his neck with rings that I quickly had his wrist restraints attached to. Eric didn't utter a word of protest. Steve then flipped the boy over and grabbed the spreader bar, pulling Eric down the bed untill his legs hung over the end. This way Steve could pound the shit out of him, and he couldn't go anywhere. Which is going to suck for my young prince, as Steve is a BRUTAL fucker when he's high. Steve was loading another couple of quick hits, and I decided they shouldn't be wasted when they were exhaled. I gagged Eric, and then put a gas mask over his head. After Steve took a huge hit, he blew the smoke into the tube and Eric's mask filled up with white smoke. He had no choice but to breathe it in, and it was quickly followed by another one from me. Two more hits each for us meant that was four more in total for our captive prince. This kids head must be in outer space by now. Just to be sure, I took another little shard and shoved it into the cum filled bottom. He groaned as his insudes burned again. Then Steve lined his slicked up, fat, (like I can't even get my fingers around it fat) 10 inch cock to the defensless hole before him and grabbed the kids hips. He took a deep breath, and with a roar slammed himself balls deep into Eric. The kids whole body went ridged as he threw his head back and screamed, which is exactly why I gagged him. I know Steve. I grabbed the fresh popper handkerchief and held it over the gas masks tube opening, and in a few seconds, Eric went limp again and his body sort of twitched. Steve pulled out all the way and smiled as he saw the pink tinted cum that covered his dick. I smiled too, knowing my babies were being driven even further into my little prince's body. Steve slammed himself back in again, balls deep, but this time, Eric only whimpered. I removed the gas mask, so Eric could breath better and Steve began his masterful fucking. I grabbed my phone to film some action, making sure I got some nice shots of Eric's face as his tear stained eyes winced every time Steve slammed into him. I decided to check my messages from our friends. I knew from experience that Steve's first fuck when he was high would usually last at least half an hour. I'd probably give the kid some more poppers in 15 minutes. One of the messages from Alex said that they went to a sex party and Brent was already up to 15 loads, and there were still a bunch of guys wanting a turn. He was blindfolded and tied down to a fuck bench. Exactly where he belonged. Jeffrey texted that they were at a bar, but it wasn't that exciting. Dave was trying to get this little twink to go home with them, but it wasn't looking good. I sent him a text with a couple of pics of my prince getting a pounding from Steve. I told them he was high as fuck and they should stop by later, he needs more dirty loads. He texted back with a big smiley face and said they should be back by 1:30. It was only 12:30 now, so there was plenty of time. I watched Steve powerfuck Eric for a while as Eric groaned and whimpered. Then I gave the kid some more poppers. Even with all the drugs, I know his formerly virgin ass was hurting right now. Steve was showing no mercy for this newbie. Not that I REALLY cared, mind you. And besides, once David and Jeffrey got here, that kid was going to take one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen! David had a nice 8 incher like mine. But Jeffrey, well, he was the same thickness as Steve, but a true 12 inches. Oh, and he had a big ole p.a. That kids gut was going to get torn up like nobody's business. And I couldn't wait. Finally, after fucking Prince Eric for 35 minutes, Steve grabbed a handful of the kids thick, black hair, painfully pulling his head back and forcing him to Arch his back. Steve then buried himself as deep as he could into the boy and gave him a second dirty load into his already ripped guts. I removed his gag as Steve stuck his ass slime covered dick into Eric's mouth. The boy instinctively started sucking it, probably too high to even realize it. But that's what we wanted. Then I took a medium sized metal butt plug and greased it up, sprinkling a fine dusting of Tina powder on it. This was going to make Eric's anal ring burn like fire this time, instead of his insides. Gotta keep it interesting for the kid! I waited until Steve had finished putting the spider gag in Eric's mouth, stretching it wide open. Then I rammed the plug into Eric's leaking hole and the kid whined as his anal ring burned. We didn't care, we just picked the kid up and headed into the bathroom. We had to piss and there was only one place it was going. We dropped Eric on his back in the tub. Normally, like with Brent, we would deposit our chem piss directly in his ass, but we didn't want to wash the cum loads out of Eric. They were staying in him. He looked up at us with those glassy eyes as we aimed our cocks and let go. We first filled his mouth with our two streams of piss. I didn't expect him to drink it, this was his first time after all. He would be drinking it soon enough. We soaked his face and hair, his chest, his cock, his legs and feet, everywhere. In no time he was baptized in our piss and we ran out. We carried him back to the bed and laid him on his back. In no time at all I had a metal cock cage with a urethra sound on the kid, and Steve had that and the plug hooked up to an electro box. I applied some suction nipple stretchers to his big pink tits and stretched them out a good quarter inch. Steve was a master with the electro box. He knew just how to manipulate the levels, from a mild pulse, to a surprising jolt. He had Eric's body twitching and trembling as he whined and moaned through the spider gag. I watched in wonder as Eric's caged cock emitted a continuous stream of precum. Once in a while I would lean down and lick it off his belly. It tasted so sweet. It seemed like almost no time at all when there was a knock on the door. Dave and Jeffrey had arrived.

I've never liked the word "gay". I always felt the word is trying to label us as something 'different', and had connotations of camp, effeminate behaviour, liking pink and fashion, hating sport etc. My personality doesn't fit those "queer" stereotypes, nor do any other guys I know. I'm a man like any other and my interests and personality are not shaped by who I have sex or a relationship with. I am not gay: I am a human being like everybody else. And I don't think I'm alone. Judging by how many feel the need to put "straight-acting" in their online profiles, I think the majority of MSM wish to distance themselves from that "gay" label, the camp stereotype and the "queer culture". In fact, my local STD Clinic doesn't use the gay label, only "Men who have Sex with Men". I recently read a very insulting article about what they were deeming "gay shame". It was written because the "queer culture" is dieing in the UK, and the article was alleging that people are shunning it because they are ashamed to be gay! How about the complete opposite: being "gay" is so normal and accepted that it is not the definitive part of their personality anymore? How ridiculous to believe people's sexual preference dictates their personality and because you like men you should also like drag acts, and the rest of "queer culture". If gay people can be homophobic, the people behind that article are homophobic. Your sexuality affects your personality as much as your hair colour affects your intelligence!

He reached back and slapped my head away from his ass, as he returned to his full upright position. With his enormous cock swinging with each macho step, he made his way to the bar in the living room and pulled a backless bar stool next to the arm of the couch. “Come here,” he beckoned, stroking his ten inches. Shaking, I slowly got up from my knees. My limbs were stiff and my face, chest, and stomach were covered with hardening bodily fluids. I was terrified of what was next and I couldn’t believe I was willingly moving toward it. The saddest part is, it wasn’t because my father had threatened to not pay for college. I didn’t know why I was moving toward it. “Bend over this stool,” he commanded and I quickly followed his orders. Harshly, he ran his fingers over my ass hole, cramming a finger in and pulling it right back out. “You’re still fucking juicy, dude,” he said in disbelief. “You are such a fucking whore. You were born for this.” He spit four times into his palm and coated his dick with it, and then he pointed his monster cock straight up towards his face, lined his mouth up, and dropped a big glob of spit right on the rigid head of it. Smearing the spit all over the mushroom cap, he warned, “It’s in your own best interest to just relax,” and he began rubbing his pole against my opening, nudging in each time his cock ran across my pink pucker. It made me whine every time I felt him run the head of his dick across my hole. I felt him really start to nudge his way in. “What about lube, dude?” His hand came down hard on my ass, burning as if I had sat on an oven. He had held nothing back. “I’m not your dude, shit-for-brains!” he scolded, slapping my other cheek, spitting on it, smearing the spit, and then spanking it even harder, the force being multiplied by the wetness he had applied. “DO. YOU. UN-. DER-. STAND. ME?” he slapped a different cheek with each accented syllable, harder and harder. I howled through my belittling punishment until I finally broke down in a full out cry, “YES!!!” “Good.” He went back to sliding his fuck stick against my boy cunt, “Ask your question again.” I swallowed and asked carefully, “What about lube, Sir?” He chided in a Southern drawl, “If it doesn’t go in with spit and persistence, it ain’t love!” How could he think this was funny? I had no idea if I was going to be able to handle this and he was cracking jokes. He continued, “And I think you’re gonna’ love me a little bit when I’m through with you. So spit it is.” He kept nudging into me, and I tried to relax, but after a few nudges, he got impatient. With constant pressure on my sphincter, he pushed his engorged cock head past my first ring, causing me to scoot away a little bit and yelp. His powerful hands firmly grabbed my waist and stopped me from scurrying away and in the process, forced more of his cock into. I felt my insides stretching around this large invader, trying to accommodate its vastness. My walls wouldn’t adjust quickly enough and the pain was intense. I began howling again, begging him to slow down, but he was like an animal possessed now that I was wailing and writhing about. Steadily, he pushed inch after inch into my tearing rectum, producing sounds from me that I had never made before. Awful cat-like screeches as my ass was destroyed for the first time. All of a sudden, amidst the pain, an incredible sensation waved over me as I felt him hit the end of my ass. Feeling his thick head bump against that spot where he was bottoming out was sensational even though my ass still burned and flexed in stabbing pain. However, I was wrong. “You still have about two more inches to go,” he popped my bubble and pushed forward. I screamed out as I realized that what I thought was the end of my ass was actually just an inner ring that he was intent on tearing beyond repair as well. I felt so full, as if my ass was inflating. The pain was excruciating but I kept getting jolts of agonizingly exquisite sensations that would course through my body. Goose bumps rose up on my thighs and ass. “Yeah, look at those goose bumps. That cunt is cock hungry!” The waistband of my jockstrap was grab and twisted twice around his hand and wrist and pulled taut like the reins on a horse. His powerful erection started moving inside of me, finding a moderate groove. In reality, he was being nice to me since he wasn’t plowing me, but the fact is that it was my first time and he was over ten inches long and hilted in my virgin boy pussy. I thought I was going to pass out from the torturous fucking I was receiving. He began to pick up speed, my ass bouncing off of his hips, his percolating nuts slapping against my smooth pink ass. It felt like there was a steaming hot poker rammed up into my stomach, and I gritted my teeth, grunting and snorting like a pig, trying to soldier through the railing that this stud was carelessly giving my broken hole. My mind was clouded from the stabbing pain in my ass when suddenly I realized that my puny prick was flat against my stomach, more rigid than it had ever been with my girlfriend or from masturbating. What was this guy doing to me? What was he turning me into? “…turning you into a whore…” he mumbled, as if reading my thoughts while pounding into my colon. “…nice converted cum dump pussy bottom…” he hissed out through labored breaths. “How old are you, boy?” he asked without missing a slam of cock into me. Wiping the tears from my cheeks and wincing through another wave of pain as his rod found another unexplored corner of my pussy, I answered, “I turned 18 two weeks ago.” “Oh fuck! Goddamn, you are getting turned inside out and bred by some stranger almost three times your age. You are truly a fucked out cum bucket.” Granted he was hot, but it was still true. I was letting myself be fucked for the first time…no, completely used by a guy that would have been in his 30s when I was born. And at this point, although, it still hurt like hell, it was clearly what my body wanted. I was a disgusting little faggot to be so naturally cock hungry that I would grant some strange guy in his 50s carte blanche access to my holes. “Oh yeah, think about that…the stud behind you right now is 32 years older than you, breeding you like a bitch in heat. I didn’t convert until I was 45. You’re gonna’ have me beat by 27 years. 27 more years to enjoy the bug.” His hands gripped tighter on my 28” waist and his fucking got harder, more determined. Grunting through my words with every thrust that pushed my innards aside, I said, “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.” Chuckling, he slowed and long stroked his beer can cock in and out of my straining cunt and said, “Oh, right. I told you I would fill you in on the tattoo once your ass cheek touched while my dick was in you. So fair’s fair. What I meant by converting is that I turned poz five years ago. And you’ll be poz too when you walk out that door today.” “No, no…” I begged, freaking out and frantically tried to wiggle away. I just kept saying “no, no,” and fighting with all of my might to get him out of me. He laughed and almost effortlessly just held my hips in place with his erection about four inches inside of me. “Awww, no you don’t,” he kind of sang and then with one powerful pull of his hands, impaled me on his death stick. My back arched up and I screamed into the air like a howling wolf. “Can’t get away now,” he said with certainty, “the deal is done. It’s right there in the fucking letter, piggie.” I looked on the couch cushions at the yellow legal pad paper still laying there wet with my tears. My dad’s letter. The poisonous beast started hammering into me deeply, only pulling out about three or four inches, and then really punching into my inner ring. The motion and the pain made it difficult to focus on the letter, but eventually I was able to. Immediately, I zeroed in on the passage that my poz top was talking about: Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Holy shit, my father knew and this is why I was sent over. I couldn’t believe he would do this to me. He was letting some buddy from the bar wreck my hole and shoot HIV into me. What had I done to deserve this? I had mouthed off to him. And I had disappointed him. Here I was getting in his face about being a man, meanwhile my girlfriend is bending his ear about how I can’t satisfy her. I just don’t know why she just didn’t break up with me then. Then it dawned on me, he had asked her not to. Not to spare my feelings but to spare his. So I didn’t embarrass him by losing this hot girl because I wasn’t man enough to keep her. And he started fucking her to keep her quiet about me. Then I – his disappointment of a son that he suspects is queer – starts mouthing off about being a man, and he decides to teach me a lesson. He was purposefully putting disease into his only son to prove to me that I wasn’t the big man I thought I was. That I was just a worthless receptacle for cum, toxic or clean, to be used by guys who were real men. And by real men, he meant guys with big dicks, not tiny ones like mine. I was fucked. I couldn’t let this happen. I clenched my ass trying to squeeze him out and instantly felt his member puff up bigger, “Fuck, faggot, you are a natural cum slut, milking my death stick like that.” My attempt to push him out was having the opposite effect and I immediately stopped contracting my ass. Undeterred, he teased me, “Awww, was that you trying to push me out? And what? You think I can’t make you milk that cock?” And with that he reached around and rolled both of my nipples between his fingers. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t prevent my cunt from rhythmically squeezing and releasing his rod in response to the attention on my tits. “Atta’ boy.” I started bawling but my body just kept responding to his touch and his fucking. A rush of determination filled me and I began to crawl away, trying to remove his poisonous cock from my ass. He would have none of that and continued fucking me, mounting me like an animal. I used my arms to pull me forward, caught one of my feet on a wrung of the stool, and pushed. With grunts and guttural noises, his body remained on me as I tried desperately to flee onto the couch. Literally, I was fucked down the length of the couch as I tried to escape my fate. This fueled him as he continued to drill my ass, using my resistance as a way to turn my violation into more of a sport. Finally, I broke down, biting into far arm of the couch, screaming into the fabric as he ruthlessly trenched out my mancunt. Amazing how ten inches can feel like sixteen when it’s being dragged through your bowels. Every time he would pull himself out of me, it felt like he was taking my insides with him, turning me inside out. I also felt strangely empty, like it was wrong to have him out of me. As agonizing as it was to have him brutalizing my guts, I needed him back inside of me emotionally and physically. I beat my fist on the pillow next to my face, my teeth sinking into the dusty fabric of the couch arm, while visions of my rectum being pull outside of my asshole filled my head. There was so much I was scared of at that moment: of this man giving me his diseased sperm, of my ass being damaged beyond repair so that it had that slutty rosebud look with your pucker exposed and swollen, of my future. Was this my future, was this all I was good for? I would find out soon enough that the resounding answer was yes. Without warning, the cock was pulled out of me and he yanked me off the couch by my arm. My ass seized and spasmed in abrupt pain and I yelped loud enough for a neighbor to hear, I'm sure. “On your knees, suck the cock that was just in your asshole.” Before I knew it, I had fallen to my knees having been roughly thrown from the furniture and my mouth was full of his slimy snake. “Yeah, taste your ass. Taste good?” I just whined on his dick, his unyielding hands moving my head up and down on his rod. “Yeah, taste all that ass juice. Nice ass juice. Eat your ass off my dick.” Granted, I was a first time bottom, so I hadn’t cleaned out, but I made it a habit not to eat after 7:30pm and before I go to the gym, I only ever have liquids and fruit. On top of that, my diet is pretty healthy…so my ass is pretty clean, especially pre-gym. Thank God, there was no taste of shit or anything. It tasted of his pre-cum and it tasted of my insides, which I actually liked, which was just astounding. Something about being able to experience how I tasted ten inches inside of me was just so exciting to me. I felt pre-cum soaking the front of my jock strap. In addition to the nectar of his pre-cum and the nasty delicacy of my insides, I also tasted something metallic and coppery, but wasn’t sure what it was. I put it out of my head and the other tastes had me so fucking horny that I just slurped away on his manhood. “Good boy, goooo-oood boyyyy,” he whined, working through an intense moment of pleasure. “Nurse it, boy. That’s my little cum pup, it’s like a fucking pacifier for you. So fucking young, I love it. Just a kid. Well, all the kids I know like to play with toys. You like toys, bitch?” His cock popped out of my mouth and I looked up at him with big saucer eyes still holding his heavy cock in my hand, “What kind of toys?” What a stupid fucking question.