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So today I hooked up with 3 guys. Not bad for a married man. My wife is a heavy sleeper so I was looking online for a guy early this morning like 1:00 a.m. . I found a guy that I had played with before, Young, black, poz, bareback. He invited me to his place 15 minutes away and we had quite a rough and raw session. It ended with him cuming in my ass and when I cleaned off his cock, he rubbed it all over my face. So I drove home and got home around 3:00 a.m. and the wife was still asleep. Next, on Wednesday mornings my wife goes out with some friends including lunch so I made arrangements to go to my really hot buddy's house. White guy with a 9 inch and thick cock. He fucked me raw for 2 hours straight. He came really deep in me. Then I came home and did some things around the house to make it look like I was working here all day. Then this afternoon I was on an app again and saw a guy I've been talking with wanting to get together with. He says he's dom and likes the top and fuck raw. So I chatted with him again and he invited me over. After I worshiped his cock and edged him, he flipped me over and pounded my ass then he came deep in me. I felt at least 12 pulses of his cock in me loading me up. He said that he shoots huge loads when he's edged. We will definitely get together again soon. Not bad for an older married guy!

Chapter22: Extra Pepperoni? Afterwards Sir suggested we relax some, and order a pizza. Sir ordered a pizza and then got between us, playing with our newly shaved balls and cocks. The pizza boy delivered, and I answered the door naked. The pizza boy wasn't suprised as he knew the motel was a hookup place for both straight and gay guys. He'd seen both many times while delivering and always had a piece of paper with his name and number on it. It said to text him, and remind him what room he met them in. The pizza boy said they didn't have to order extra Pepperoni as there was already plenty in the room! Sir told him to come over and pull his cock out for his tip. Sir put the pizza near the bed, Sir started sucking his 8 inch cock, but rather than having him shoot his load down his mouth, to shoot it on the pizza. The pizza boy came quickly, and dropped a huge load onto the pizza. Sir gave him his BBRTS name, and told him to look him up. Sir also said that if he had any locked pics to unlock them, and if not to add some, both frontal and back. The trio finished their pizza, and Sir was about to put the poz porn back on. He told the boys that he wanted to have a conversation with them first though. He looked at the trick and explained that the biohazard symbol did indeed mean that the person is positive, but doesn't mean they have Aids. He explained that they had HIV that can possibly lead to AIDS if not medicated. Sir continued by saying that guys that are positive could be undetectable which meant they were on meds and couldn't transmit HIV. Sir told us that we had to be careful on who we had sex with. He added that even if we were careful, we could still get HIV. Sir explained that the best way to prevent that was by taking Prep, however that wouldn't prevent STIs. Sir explained that there are many toxic guys out there who like to stealth negative guys that they fuck without either disclosing their status, or lying about it, just adding another guy that they've infected to put another notch on their belt. Sir added that they may even see guys with tick marks around their tats indicating the number they have infected. The trick asked Sir how he knew so much about being poz, and Sir said he was owned when he was their age, and had a rough yet caring Master, like he was, that taught him the ropes just as he was doing for us. The trick asked if Sir had any regrets on being owned, and Sir said yes as his Master issued strict punishment when he didn't follow the rules. Sir said as a Master he is firm, however he would never beat a slave until he bruised them like his Master did. Sir then told them he wanted to show them. It was a video his Master had shown him, and passed along to him. Sir warned us that the video was quite graphic, and if too much for either of us to say, and he'd stop it.

Chapter 24: Sirs Master Part 2. Sirs Master then released him from the cross, only to take advantage of his other side. Once secured to the cross, he was flogged on his back until welts were visible. After that, his Master retrieved a granite paddle and instructed him to count each paddling and ask for another. The first hit was extreme, not where one would expect to begin, but end with, yet his Master hit his ass even harder each time. On the count of 20, his Masters cock was hard and dripping pre cum and he was ready to fuck him hard. His Master wiped the precum from his cock, putting his fingers just out of reach of my Sirs lips. Of course his Master denied him from tasting it, but sucked his own fingers clean. When he finished he said nothing tastes better then highly toxic cum. His Master then shoved his 11 inch cock into him all the way to the base, showing him no mercy. He didn't stop to let my Sir adjust to his cock. He immediately started thrusting, pulling completely out of his ass, and going in deep again. Sirs Master was very verbal and before he shot deep in him told him to take his dirty load, and start his journey to become a dump for others to enjoy, and collect their loads to mix strains creating a super bug like he had.

Chapter 23: Sirs Master Sirs Master was your old school leather Master. In the video he was wearing a leather harness, a traditional leather Sirs hat, heavily tattooed and smoking a cigar. Sirs Master had amazingly long and thick pierced nipples, obviously from years of training. He wore a leather cock ring around his 11 inch uncut beer can thick cock. His amazing cock also had a zero gage round PA in it. Sirs Master was one of those who enjoyed inflicting pain on others rather than just breeding them. That being said, when he did fuck someone it would always be dry, deep and without fingering or eating their hole first. The video started with Sirs Master securing him to a St Andrew's Cross and torturing his nipples by first attaching nipple claps to him, and screwing them down until Sir was obviously in pain. It only got worse with his Master pulling on them. Once his Master pull the clamps off of him, youbl instantly could tell how painful it was for him. His Master didn't care though, and started slapping his nipples hardly. When Sirs pecs were bright red from being slapped his Master put nipple suckers on them. His Master went a little lower and then tied off his balls with rope. His Master then began to slap and punch his balls, and ended with kneeing them a time or two. Sir then took off the nipple suckers and proceeded to put clothes pins on them, and down his entire body, including on his cock and balls. His Master then retrieved a bull whip, cracking it on the floor. He told my Sir that he needed target practice. His Master intentionly missed several times whipping him on his side where no clothes pins were. His Master was in complete bliss when he got down to Sirs cock and balls. He told Sir he had no use for either his cock or balls as he was made to be a cum dump used only for men's pleasure. Once he was done abusing his balls, his Master retrieved a flogger, and flogged his entire body, until it was a bright red. Honestly I had seen enough seeing my Sir abused like that, but the trick was extremely aroused. Sir noticed and immediately put a cock cage on him so that he couldn't pleasure himself.

You're exactly right. We don't know the facts. I doubt that Grindr is buying the tests and distributing them on its own. It is probably working with a manufacturer who is covering much of the cost. Maybe the manufacturer is doing this as part of a US marketing effort, or the tests haven't received approval outside the US. Or, the program is fully or partially funded with US grant money that has restrictions. And, as you pointed out, international shipment of medical products has its own complications. One can't blame Grindr for not wanting to research and conform to the importation requirements of dozens of countries.

Chapter 21: The Barber of Sexville Sir stopped the video and questioned me about it. I said I'd like to shave the tricks ass and cock. Sir reminded the boys that whatever one wanted, both would receive. I was already pretty smooth, but the trick had a thick bush, and fairly hairy hole. Sir didn't like flossing with pubes, and agreed that he could use a shave. Sir went to retrieve a pair of clippers and a straight edge and shaving cream. He told us to jack each other off, but not to cum. When Sir returned, he told the trick to lay spread eagle on the bed. Sir told me to get off of the bed, but to watch closely. Sir then attached restraints to the tricks legs and arms so as he wouldn't move while being shaved. Sir began with the clippers producing a huge pile of hair. He then lathered up the tricks crotch, warning him not to move. Sir placed a tight rubber cock ring close to the base of the tricks cock and shaved his crotch completely smooth. Sir did not shave his balls, but had plans for them later. He then splashed some after shave on his crotch making him shudder.Sir then released the trick and instructed him to get on his stomach and restrained him again. Sir then told me I was going to shave the tricks ass. He told me to shave his fuzzy buns first, but he would pull them apart so that i could lightly shave his hole. I was a bit nervous, yet excited. Sir told us he had another somewhat dull straight edge, which he retrieved. Sir lightly put shaving cream on the tricks hole, and instructed his boy how to proceed. Sirs boy did an amazing job without even a nick! Sir then instructed his boy to lay spread eagle on his back, and restrained him. Sir told the trick he was going to shave me next. He explained how to do it, starting at his cock and shaving away from it. The trick was hesitant to shave my balls, and Sir said that was OK as he had a waxing kit for that. Sir told me this was going to hurt like hell, and he put a ball gag in my mouth. Sir first put a small amount of waxing paper on my arm, so that I wouldn't be totally suprised when he put in on my balls. I winced some when Sir ripped the paper from my arm. The ball gag wasn't really needed then, but Sir knew it would be for my balls. Sir then put the first piece of waxing paper on my boys balls and told the trick to pull it off quickly and forcefully. I grimaced in pain, as Sir knew i would. Sir placed the paper on my nut sack 3 or 4 more times, and alternated with the trick pulling it off. Once my balls were completely free of hair, Sir instructed the trick to gently start sucking my balls. First one at a time, and then both in his mouth. Sir could tell I was about to cum and told the trick to suck his cock, and take his load down his throat. Sir then told the trick it was time to get his balls waxed. He seemed a bit worried, and Sir asked me how it felt. I said I wasn't going to lie, it hurt like hell, but having them sucked on after made it feel better, and the load he shot after was the biggest strongest load he thought he ever shot. The trick assumed his spread eagle position as I did, and the scene played out exactly as it did with Sir and I. The trick didn't need the ball gag, as apparently he had a high threshold for pain based upon our experience with the nipple clamps, having his foreskin chewed on and taking Sirs cock like a champ. I could see Sirs mind racing, knowing that the trick would be handled roughly the rest of the night!

PART 4 His standard email pinged on my screen "Oi Rapehole, its time" my stonach and arse clenched in the usual mix of fear and excitment. I opened the email expecting his usual demand to visit london within a fortnight but this email was different. "Oi Rapehole, its time Premierinn Ballymun, room 401 @ 6pm tonight walk in the room, strip and assume the position - NO TALKING!!! be there or im blocking you forever" HOLY SHIT - He's in Dublin!!!!! Normally I have at least a week to get my head in the right space to turn up and accept my ass-raping. Never with such short notice. I flew into a panic, so many coflicting thoughts flashing throuh my head - I need time to get mentally prepared - whats he doing in Dublin? - how long will it take to get there? - Am I ready for my ass to be raped again? - Its gonna hurt sooooo bad - remember last time!!! - wheres my ass-cleaning kit? - Are you seriously going to turn up at his hotel? - its gonna be so great to see his face again!!! almost on autopilot I began to get ready and by 5pm, to my own surprise, I was in the car heading towards his hotel. I parked in the underground carpark and paused, clutching the steeringwheel tightly like a life preserver trying to get my mind under control. If my arsehole could talk it would have been screaming at me "NO NO NO, PLEASE NOT AGAIN, PLEASE DONT, NO!!!" how could I refuse? what he was about to do was horrific, but the thought of never seeing him again, never having his seed inside me, never having his smiling face looking down at me, wiping tears from my eyes,telling me how proud he was of me and how happy he was to see me- THAT would be worse. this time felt different, previously I had been in my hotel room, ready and waiting. He would turn up (and do what we both needed) but this time I was literally walking towards my ass-raping which somehow made it feel worse (and twice as thrilling) I stopped outside the door - I could see it had been wedged so that I could just push the door open and walk in. My watch buzzed on my wrist to indicate it was 6pm. I've no idea why but a solitary tear ran down my cheek as I pushed the door open Inside was dark. the curtains were all pulled shut and the lights all turned off. the only illumination came from a faint light escaping from the cracks around the bathroom door. I assumed Dan was in there waiting for me. I pulled off my runners, teeshirt and trackies as quickly as I could and knelt on the bed. I grabbed the pillows and placed one under my tummy to help lift my arse up for him. the other one I clutched tightly and covered my face with I expected some warning from the bathroom door opening as he entered the room but clearly this was a deception and he had been in the room watching me from a dark corner. Next thing I knew his hands were on my hips and his dry cock was slammed halfway up my arsehole. I screamed into the pillow and tried to lunge forward away from the red hot agony that was his brutal cock but he had anticipated that and held on tightly. No Doubt my pulling away stopped him from getting ALL his cock inside me which clearly pissed him off as he began to fuck with brutal animalistic thrusts designed solely to cause pain and to tear my ring and insides. not a word had been spoken, the only sounds in the room were my muffled screams and his growling as he thrust deep inside me. I have to admit I was scared. this was the closest we had ever gotten to a real rape. Before there had always been that brief ritual of him spanking my ass and saying things like "this time you wont shit for a month" - words designed to intimidate but which perversely gave me comfort I tried to block out the pain and focus on trying to make his cock feel good so he would cum quicker. Suddenly without warning he grabbed me at the waist pulled me off the bed and threw me on the floor knocking the wind out of me. he fell on top of me and rammed his thick fuck-weapon balls deep up my shitter. i couldnt move or pull away at all and he went deeper than ever before i screamed loudly and he rewarded me with a punch to the back of the head. Dazed I lay there feeling his rock hard cock shredding my insides and distroying my inner ring, praying for him to shoot his dirty seed into me so this inital ordeal might end finally he sped up and I knew my first breeding was iminent. i tried to clench my spasming torn bunghole around his cock to make him feel good. At last I felt him lunge forward and shoot his seed. I am convinced he was so deep that his seed was planted past my inner ring - not good since I was depending on that cum as lube for the other fucks that would follow. He lay on top of me as he caught his breath. I lay underneath him sobbing quietly wondering how bad the damage was this time nothing had yet been spoken. he yanked his cock out of me and stood up. He spoke a single word "clean" I groped in the darkness for his cock which I immediately sucked clean, tasting that intoxicating mixture of his cum, my ass and blood. Finally i pulled off his cock and he turned on the light. There he was, naked with his beautiful sexy hairy body on display, thick cock ssowly softening and his handsome furry face smiling down at me. "great to see you slut. really glad you could make it. I knew you couldnt resist my dirty seed" he lifted me up and hugged me, we climbed up onto the bed and cuddled for 10-15 minutes as he explained he and some colleagues (including Tom) were sent over for a meeting with some engineering company here in Dublin. If things went well then he might be visiting regularly he then informed me that Tom and another of his colleagues would be joining us at 7 and take turns all night filling me with dirty cum. He asked if I was ok with that? I said I didnt think I could handle 3 blokes to which he shrugged and said "you will, one way or another" He then ordered me to clean his sweaty asshole while he relaxed and waiting for his friends to arrive. so now here I am, with my tongue deep inside his sweaty hairy shithole, my poor asshole on fire waiting for 2 other guys to arrive. I walked into this room knowing what would happen and now im waiting for 2 other guys to arrive instead of making a run for it - I cant deny Im still willing

Just another old story I found, not sure who wrote, but wish there was more. ========================================================= Keith stopped dead in his tracks. Two of the beefiest, sexiest bears were ambling down the street and they were causing his lust glands to go into overdrive. Big balls rolled lazily around in their crotches as they strolled along, their jeans snug enough to outline fat sausages, both pointing left. It was the summer of 2005 and a young and innocent Keith was visiting Palm Springs for the first time during Pride. Needless to say, the place was awash in Horny men of all types and ages. And of corse most of them had HIV. Kieth tried not to be so obvious but he was totally overcome with lust and desire, and he just had to see their butts. He was not disappointed. Both were full and firm and plump, like rock hard half moons covered in a layer of butter fat. He watched the up and down jiggle and daydreamed about man muff diving. Would they be hairy or smooth, pale or tanned? He was so lost in his day dream he hardly noticed the bears turn back. Keith snapped out of his daydream when one of the big bears wrapped a meaty paw around the hard on that was stretching Keith's trousers and gave it a squeeze. 'What have we here?' the big bear asked. 'S--So--Sorry.' Keith stammered. He looked around nervously to see if anyone could see what was happening, but the street was empty. 'You've got nothing to be sorry for.' the other bear said. 'That's one mighty fine piece of meat you got there.' Keith smiled and relaxed. 'You think so?' he asked. 'Absolutely.' the guy who had squeezed his cock replied. 'Want to come back to our place and fuck?' The bluntness of the Question floored the teenaged Keith as his cock throbed and leaked some precum. All too soon, Keith skipped along after the two hot studs. The one with the blue eyes was named Max, while the one with the sexy brown eyes went by the name of Cameron. He was now free to drink in the delicious sight of their big, beefy asses bouncing along as they walked in front of him, happy in the knowledge that soon he would be exploring those hot cracks. But Keith got a bit of a shock. As soon as they arrived home the bears led Keith into the garden and gave him a beer. He was sitting there, enjoying his beer, when suddenly they both whipped out their fat cocks and started hosing him down with their steaming piss. His clothes were soaked and he was about to protest when the feelings this new sensations caused started to get to him. The musk of the piss and the heat invaded his mind as he relaxed. He dimly heard Max grunt. “Fuck that’s a lot of hot POZ Piss on him, it looks good. Keith’s cock grew instantly hard when he heard that. He was about to ask if he had heard correctly when another stream of Piss started from the two bears. Like a stag in the rutting season, he lost himself in it and soon He whipped out his own cock and let their warm piss rain down on it as he pulled the heavy foreskin covered hood back. The warmth trickled over his sensitive cock and balls, driving him absolutely wild. Cameron finished first. His fat cock was still hanging out as he started to remove Keith's shoes and socks. Keith helped him get rid of his jeans and sat back down to catch the last of Max's flow. Both the men started to get hard now and Max pulled Keith to his feet and devoured his cock. In one swift movement it was buried to the root. Once more unable to say anything, Keith heard Max grunt. “Theres a good boy, feed your negative boy cock to my husband and your going to make him very happy.” He said as Cameron's fingers now probed Keith's crack, working some lube into his asshole. It was all happening too fast, and yet Keith felt powerless to stop it. He knew that both of them must be POZ now, he had read stories online and had jacked off thinking about it, but it was always just a fantasy. Now with two hot beefy bears next to him, he faced the reality of hot hot a cock infected with HIV was. Part of him wanted to explore they’re big, beautiful, hairy bodies. To sensually and slowly pleasure and be pleasured by them. But another part just wanted to be used by the big guys, wanted to give his body to their Infected dicks and become their toy. Cameron's flared mushroom cap of a cock rubbed against Keith's lubed up pucker and sent a shiver down the horny twink's spine. This was what it was all about, that first feel of an HIV infected cock on his assring. No matter how good dildos and vibrators were, nothing could beat a real live twitching, precum spitting bulging cock. Cameron took his time, rubbing his poison cock against Keith's pulsing asshole, slowly leaking slimy TOXIC discharge for a good five minutes before he began to slide in. Keith cried out in delight and lost his first load down Max's throat. “Theres a good boy, pump out your negative load and get read to take Daddies Pozitive Dick.” Max came off him with a smile. “Mmm yeah, negative cum always tastes so sweet and pure!” He said and licked his lips and watched his lover plow into Keith's sexy bubble butt. Cameron bent the younger man over one of the garden chairs and began to plow the boy much harder. “It is sweet, but he’s not going to be negative too much longer.” He grunted as his hand reached down to Keith's cock and found it was soon hard again so he started to stroke it. “Looks like our boy here is ok with that seeing how hard he is. That making your dick hard? Having an infected dick up your ass?” He said as Keith looked around for Max, hoping for another blow. Instead he saw the other bronze muscle bear lubing his ass. Max then spread a blanket on the picnic table and came and whispered in Cameron's ear. “How about we milk out his last negative load together, lets milk him together, my TOXIC ass and your TOXIC dick.” Max said with an evil grunt. Cameron licked his lips. “Fuck yeah, lets POZ him up together.” Cameron pulled out of Keith's ass and lay down on the table. Keith was at first disappointed to see Max go sit on Cameron's cock. But then Max lay down with his back to Cameron's stomach. 'Come over here neg boy stick your cock in my hole.’ Max told the boy. Keith, able to talk for the first time, was trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened. ‘You guys are both really Positive aren’t you? You both have HIV?’ He said, staring at the hole of Max as if hypnotized. ‘Fuck yeah we are.’ Cameron said slowly sliding in and out of his partner in crime. ‘I got infected ten years ago, and then made sure Max joined me. We both been sharing our strain ever since then.’ He said as he grunted. Max, his ass up and enjoying the fuck gave a moan and spoke up as well. ‘Best thing that ever happen to us boy, no more fear or doubt or worries. So come over here and stick your dick in my POZ ass next to his POZ Dick, and lets see if you can join us as a POZ son!” He said as Keith watched, stroking his dick, a tiny voice told him this was a bad idea, that doing something os risky and dangerous was wrong, but before he could stop himself, his cock made the choice for him. Keith approached and gingerly started to slide his cock in alongside Cameron's fat sausage. How the hell could one asshole handle two cocks, Keith wondered. But then the blissful sensation of rubbing up along the length of Cameron's cock while enveloped by Max's hot ass overwhelmed him. His brain shut down. There was no time for idle thoughts now; all he wanted to do was fuck. It was like having a mutual jerk off, blowjob and fuck all at the same time. Keith closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and stroked. Each stroke took him closer and closer to the edge. He tried to focus on his strokes, counting them in a desperate attempt not to shoot. The two bears could see him fighting back the well of cum and orgasm building in his balls and in his brains. Suddenly Keith let out a moan and started shivering and he knew it was all over. He bit his lip and emptied his balls while his whole body seemed to convulse in orgasmic ecstasy as Max squeezed his ass. ‘Yeah boy! Empty your load into Daddy Max! Give me all that sweet untainted negative seed and let me milk you of every drop!” The bear grunted and squeezed more. Keith’s cock went limp but it was wedged in place by Cameron's cock. He tried to pull out, but Cameron wrapped an arm around him. ‘Oh no you don’t boy, time for this Daddy Bear to bath your dick in his infected juices!” He said and lunged forward. Keith’s whimpered and squirmed as his tender dick was now squeezed both by the axe and the throbbing cock mashed tightly against his own. Cameron grunted and snorted like a pig in heat as he pumped out surge after surge of his tainted DNA. Keith felt the seed squirting and mixing with his own, feeling as if he would pass out from the sensation. Eventually Camerons orgasm faded as he slowly churned his load up against Keiths. ‘WOO YAH! Nice big load of my INFECTED seed in your guts Max, nice tainted cum to baptist our new boys dick in some fresh POZ Spooge!’ He said as max kept his hole tight, not letting a drop leak out. ‘Fuck yeah, but you both shot your loads, it’s time for me to blast my INFECTED seed, and there’s only one place I wanna feel it go.” He said as he slowly began to get up. As he did, Cameron knowing what his partner had in mind, gently pulled Keith down on the towel, sliding his dripping dick out, but trying to make sure Keith still kept his in side. Soon Max was onto of Keith and looked down at the boy like a Predator ready to devour its Prey. ‘How do you feel boy? Your dick is in a POZ hole, marinating in POZ seed, most guys would be scared and running away, but your dick is already starting to get hard again” Max said, squeezing his ass around the cock still inside him. Keith whimpered and looked up at the bear dominating over him, smelling his stink of sweat and loving it. ‘I, I feel good, I should be scared, but, oh fuck, I want more.’ He said as he laid back on the towel, feeling the grass under it and the warm Pal Spring sun. ‘Thats what I want to hear boy’ Max said as he finally got up, letting the kids dick slid out. As he did, he pushed out a hefty load of the cum inside, letting it cover Keiths cock. Before Keith could think about it, Cameron came up and started stroking it, rubbing all the mixed seed around his cock and balls. Keith knew that half of the seed would be POZ and infected, but he was feeling too good to stop it and Cameron continued to stroke him rubbing the cum around, sliding his finger around Keiths mushroom head to make sure some got inside. As he did so, Max hefted the kids Legs up. ‘Here we go, POZ seed on you dick, and soon POZ seed up your guts boy. This is what you need now and we are going to give it to you!” He said as Max’s fat plump vein covered bear dick began to slowly slide over Keiths ass hole. Max moaned trying to resist the urge to slam in all at once. But he wanted Keith to enjoy and to make sure he felt pleasure from getting POZ dick and POZ cum. Cameron began to help by moving his hands to Keiths nipples and begin to slowly stroke and pull them. A moan quickly followed as the two Muscle bears grinned. ‘Looks like our new boy has his tits wired right to his dick. Going to be fun making him twitch as he takes his new Daddies cock.’ Cameron said, still cum on his hands that he used it on Keith nipples, swirling his fingers around the boys tits. ‘Fuck yeah, work those tits and I’ll work this ass’ Max said as he started to push in. He had spent close to five minutes gently anointing Keiths hole with his TOXIC discharge and had relaxed enough to finally gain entry. The fat tip of his cock pushed in first, Keith whimpered and tried to pull back for an instant as Cameron held him down. The pain passed quickly and soon Keith was moaning as the fat infected cock of the Muscle Bear Max was pushing deeper into his guts. ‘Feeling good boy?’ Said Max as he fucked slowly. ‘Oh fuck yes, ugh, yes Sir.’ ‘Call me Daddy Max’ ‘Yes Daddy Max, it feels so good inside me.’ ‘Yeah boy? You like having infected POZ dick up your boy hole?’ Max said, flexing his dick to make it throb, knowing it was nestled up against the boys prostate. Keith moaned instantly. ‘OH! Yes Daddy Max, I love it! Please fuck me!’ With the words said, Max pushed forward and soon punched his infected bear dick deep into the hunger hole of the now moaning Twink. The hole blossomed open, ready to accept it’s new role as a taker of infected seed. As Max worked his HIV Positive dick into the boys hole. Cameron had moved around and was stroking his own POZ cock back to hardness, slowly pushing it into Keiths face. The boy instinctively began trying to lick and suck on the tip as Cameron continued to pull on Keiths nipples, making him buck and moan. Soon Max was pushing harder inside and with a sudden shiver and gone all the way. ‘There we are, Balls deep, I can’t wait to fill his hole up. I think he has the makings of a beautiful new POZ Son for us. What do you Say Cameron?’ ‘I say I agree, He already has my INFECTED seed swimming down into his dick. Before the day is done I think we really will be making him pregnant. I have wanted a new POZ Son, make a family all joined by my Strain.” Cameron said as Keith let out a huge grunting moan. ‘What do you say boy? Ready to become our new POZ Son?’ Max said, his big hands caressing the trembling teenager. ‘Fuck I Feel so good, I want this, I want to get pozzed!’ Keith shouted as pushed back as far as he could on Max’s big positive cock. The two bears looked at each other and knew the time was right. Max started to fuck faster and wrapped his beefy arms around the boy in a massive tight hug. ‘Thats it boy, relax and let your new Daddies POZ you up, Welcome to the Family.’

When it comes to him...I'm just a warm flashlight! LOL.

Let’s see if he ends up fucking you’re raw and dirty. He knows you’re not gonna get pregnant. I wonder if more straight guys will figure it will be easier to get off in a gay guy than a pussy, especially in those red states.

Follow the money. There’s no such thing as a ‘free’ HIV kit. Someone has to manufacture them, someone has to ship them, someone has to collect them, and someone has to run the lab that tests them, none of those people do their work for free, so someone, somewhere down the line, pays. Because it’s a public health initiative, the one who pays may be the government…which means the taxpayer. Americans pay taxes in order to receive the benefits their government provides for them as citizens. From time to time, their tax dollars also are spent in the aid of other nations, but this is always because the government has determined that the taxpayer will significantly benefit the outcome of that expenditure. As a general rule, Americans, while on the whole generous, are not wild about the idea of paying for things they get nothing out of. Lawmakers in particular like to make a political points off of claims that public money is being spent wastefully helping non-Americans. As a result, those administering the programs must be especially conscious about the way funds are disbursed. If Grindr is operating as a conduit for distribution of HIV kits provided by government agencies or NGOs using federal funding, I guarantee you there are restrictions on sending those kits outside US borders. It has nothing to do with race, ethnicity, nationalism or xenophobia - it has to do with laws that ensure that tax dollars get spent on taxpayers. This analysis is, of course, based on the assumption that Grindr is indeed drawing upon such a governmental program. If so, however, then if Canadians and Mexicans want Grindr to offer equal service to them, it would seem that their first call should be not ti Grindr, but to their government representatives to determine whether those national governments are providing free kits for distribution…and if not, why the hell not.

It may require different governmental approvals to do something like that in those countries. There are legalities involved in shipping medical products internationally. I doubt that Grindr is being racist or even xenophobic. There is probably some logistical or legal reason why the program is currently only in the US. It seems unfair to smear their name with possibly false accusations if all the facts aren't known...

This is almost nonsensical as most bottoms I have fucked do NOT get an erection. Fucking a big-dicked bottom is very difficult as it becomes a sword fight with the possibility of the bottom wanting to 'switch hit' and fuck the top. 😀

What gets me are those who criticize bottoms like me who are critical of bottoms like that and tops who want you to see their butt. Contrary to what someone else said, there are still some of us who have zero interest in versatile sex roles and who still vehemently adhere to “Top” and “Bottom” and absolutely hate the lines being blurred.

It boggles my mind that there's a question of choice here. There is no choice. Swallowing is the choice. Good cocksuckers know to swallow because it's part of the job and their reward for the hard work. I know if you're going down on me and it's good you don't have other options. It's a matter of survival. When I'm forcing your head further down and unload between skull fucking sadistic thrusts, it's a question of how badly you want to breathe. Swallow and take every last drop or drown and swirl out while I finish off anyway? 🧐 🤔 😈

There are multiple reasons why that “saying” (which I have never heard said, ever, until now) cannot be true, but let’s start with plain statistics. The average length of the erect human penis is 5.1 - 5.5 inches. That’s not small-to-average, that’s the average. Polling and anecdotal accounts on this site consistently place the population of bottoms as approximately 66% of this community, with exclusive Tops only making up about 10%, so men who take it up the ass at least part of the time constitute 90% of penis owners across the range of potential sizes. Cocks of 7” or greater are in the 90th percentile of cocks out there, so there can be no meaningful statistical correlation between sexual role preference and penis length. Anecdotally, this forum provides ample accounts of bottoms reporting average to above-average cock size, and even if we assume that a fraction of these accounts are in fact accurate (ahem) the premise is drawn seriously into question. There is no functional reason why there would be any correlation between penis length and receptive role, especially as the male has no actual evolved receptive reproductive function. There is no cause for biological adaptation to occur. Rather, what we see here, I think, is the syllogistic conflation of two psychological constructs: The notion that A) a shorter penis makes a male less of a man, and B) receptive sexual role makes a male less of a man, therefore C) a short cock makes a male a bottom. A) Nellie is an elephant. B) Nellie is pink. Therefore C) Elephants are pink. Horseshit. Elephants aren’t pink, and a short cock doesn’t make a guy a bottom.

Long time lurker here and recently been more of a bottom. Back in september I moved from NY to Fort Lauderdale Florida and started getting more into sex with men regularly. Originally I was not on PREP so always used condoms. This morning I was going for my normal morning bike ride and a grinder buddy hit me up that he was horny before work. We've met once before but it was only for oral sex. He didn't have alot of time so I arrived in my biking gear and stripped naked for him, he's strictly a top so I was ready to take his cock. We started to play and he slipped on a condom and worked his cock into my ass. Someway through the condom must have broken, he noticed and asked if I wanted to put another one on. I figured he was already fucking me bare so might as well continue. He continued to fuck me for like 10 more minutes bare before picking up the pace and pounding me deep before cumming deep inside my ass. This would be my first bare load in my ass in many years. I then continued my bike ride with his cum in my hole and could feel it leaking out occasionally. I guess with him now no more condoms in the future.

So last night i got a text by my old daddy from the group I play with. He said he needs to blow a load before he goes out. I got there and he said he was going out with his friends for dinner. He said they are meeting up in two hours. So he said this will be quick and bend over the sofa arm and drop your pants. I just dropped them to my ankles. He walked over licked my hole and spit on in and pushed his cock in me. Pumped me for about 10 minutes and blew a load. He pulled out and as i was pulling my pants up he gave me a piece of paper and said go to this address fast he is waiting for you. I left and went to the address about 5 minutes away and got to the door and it was one of the guys i play with in the group. He said hurry up get in. I got in he dropped his pants and said get on the floor leggs up. So right at the cloaed front door i laid there. He said look your dripping. Then said great no lube needed as he started to fuck me. My back and head were killing me on the hard floor as he thrusted. 10 minutes later he blew a load and got up. Then he helped me up. I pulled up my pants and he said as he pointed go to the house across the street someone is waiting. I left him and walked across the street and saw another guy from the group standing there. As i approached the door he opened it and said come in. He pulled me in closed the door and pushed me to his couch. He said strip and get on the couch and pull your leggs spread and up.. As i did he was on the phone talking to someone and i heard him say yes he is here and i will be on time for dinner. He went on facetime walked to me to show a closeup of my hole. Heard someone say wow look at the cum.. He said see you soon as he put the phone down. He shoved a hard pillow under my ass push my legges to fit it in and said hold you leggs. He stripped and I saw he was hard as hell.. He bent over me and i was so wet with cum his cock slipped in easy he went in so deep and fast it hurt a little and he pumped so frantically he was so hot Took him almost a 15 minutes or more before he moaned load and fell on top of me. He laid on top of me as I still felt his cock throbbing. Then pulled out and said clean my dick. I sucked it for a little and said ok you can leave. I pulled up my pants and said tell everyone thanks. He laughed a little.. My pants were so wet from the drippings by the time i got home and my car seat had a spot on it.. lol

Got horny and had been let down by a lad that id been chatting to …said he was on his way then just blocked me…honest if all you want is a wank its fine but don’t waste my time Anyhow horny and its getting late …its a Monday night and drizzly cold. Got a message from an older bloke saying he was going to be walking his dog down by the tow path did I want to suck him off …I said sure and went out. Went to the bridge where he said to meet and there’s a fati-sh bald bear dad 40s/50s? no dog though …score lol …he wanders down a little path away from the canal and rubs his cock through his jeans …a hello mate and im on my knees as he gets his fly open and get a face full of uncut wet cock …get it in my mouth and go to town on him …nice tasty 🙂 Ive got my cock out wanking and he’s pulling my head on to his crotch hitting my gag reflex a few times which seems to get him going …couple of thrusts later and he pulls out and asks if he can fuck me …”please” I say as I stand wiping my wet beard …”get over that” and he points at a but of log …so I get bent over and pull down my joggers getting and brace myself….hes behind me rubbing his wet cock on my hole … then gives me the whole length …fucking glad id lubed up …as he fucked me he’s bent over me pull me on to his knob and wanking me…whispering in my ear “dirty fuck you love dads cock don’t ya” …and yeah I fucking did! Hes building up to cumming and gets me shooting my load on the nettles and that must have done it for him as he unloads in me “fucking hell mate needed that” he pulls out and wipes his cock on some tissues …I get my joggers up and there’s a good amount of cum in my pants from where he’d pulled out …nice lol I ask where’s your dog?….”oh in the car walked him already but he gets excited”. Walk back to the tow path and head home

Hell yes please insert your poz cock deed in my ass and pump your seeds deep in me

On Sunday I fucked a truck driver in sleeper part of cab. I had Adam 4 Adam app open in casually looking. I get a message that be in area when saw profile was 72 miles or so away. I will acknowledge wasn't sure if actually meet as app has a tendency of some to bail out or not show up. However did let me know was interested, shared details in they in 50s, and I shared pictures. They let me know where at certain locations. I was to make at a nearby gas station in a city where had area for a semi truck to park. I learned that they arrived at gas station. I then started walking I guess mile or two to gas station. The semi in the color description was parked. I entered the passenger door. After mention here then unzipped screen for sleeper area in cab. Push lock doors button as learned where at and locked doors. Mostly dark, but briefly turned light on. A little awkward for trucker to suck me as ended up standing while he sucked on my cock. Then when hard, I put lube on my cock and entered his ass bareback. A little before enter, then start to fuck. Then picked up the pace. Ended up on the bed, holding the blanket while plowing his ass. I said I to cum. Then ask where can cum. When mentioned want to cum in his ass, he agreed. A intense fuck so didn't last too long. Then blew load in his ass. First a squirt, then ask if more and squirted more cum in his ass. I pulled out. Then I stroked his cock briefly, then made sure had everything like my phone, and exit truck and pushed lock button. Then made walk back to where live. First time fucked in a semi truck cab sleeper area.

As Bishop Jacob penetrated my cum filled high school linebacker hole, he graciously asked me, “Michael, will you accept your brothers in Christ in their deepest sin?” He was so kind. Seriously, he hadn’t even pushed the full head of his dick inside me before he asked. I mean, his big muscular body was right there in front of the weightlifting bench I sat on, kneeling. yeah, his mask was still on, which I have to say was super cool. I don’t know where his loincloth was, but that was okay. Bishop Jacob didn’t need to wear a loincloth with us. Like he said, we were son’s of Adam. So of course Bishop Jacob could share his sin with me. With my back against the long bench top, I pulled my thick legs up with my hands, exposing my young dirty hole. “Yes, Bishop. I will take all my brother’s sins,” Bishop Jacob smirked as his more than ample dick thrust up inside my young ass. “Penitent Michael, you are very robust and healthy.” he said with a kind smile. I felt a rush of warmth. This was Bishop Jacob! Man! He was so jacked, so muscular, such an impressive masculine specimen. He was telling ME that I was robust and healthy. Oh man, I was so lucky. I pulled my big legs up further so he could fuck me deeper. I was here to take his sin, and damn… he really had to give me all of it or I was not doing my my job. “Bishop Jacob, please let me take you.” I said eagerly as he thrust into me. “Penitent Michael, my sin is greater than you have seen before. Even greater than Elder Robert. Would you accept such sin? I would not burden you if you cannot bear the weight, “. Bishop Jacob breathed as he pushed into me with his full, heavy manhood. But I was 18, I was ready, I could take the mantle of what the church required. I know my burden was the full weight that Christ bore for mankind. “Yes!! yes!!! I will accept your sin, Bishop Jacob, as Penitent Brian has before me, I will take your burden, may you live relieved.” I cried out. I felt Bishoip Jacob thrust for ten seconds more. “Take it…take the sin. You are annointed in Christ.” He gasped thrusting deeply into me, and I felt a warm fullness. I opened my eyes and saw Brian smiling across from me. I felt so lucky that Bishop Jacob was anointing me personally with his holy fluid. I was interrupted in my holy reverence by his stupid jock commentary. “DUDE, Isn’t this the best!!!!???” Of course, he’d just got fucked by his dad, an elder, AFTER BISHOP JACOB’S HOLY SEED, but I wasn’t going to utter a single complaint. I had to smile too. “I’m annointed.” I said. “Me too! Bishop Jacob annointed me too!” Brian laughed. “Dude, we’re unstoppable!!!!!” Damn, Brian was just incredible. He was so amazing. I know when my team met his at state we would lose, but that was okay. As Brian’s dad put his robe back on I watched Brian reach back and stick a finger in his ass. “Oh man, Mike, I have so much seed inside me. Did you get a lot too?” He asked. I reached down and put a finger inside myself like Brian had done. I was sore down there, but I felt a warm, soupy slop about half a finger in. “Oh yeah.” I agreed, going a little deeper. “Wow. That’s so cool.” Atter the ceremony we were all brought back to the dark, candlelit room where we once again knelt in our jockstraps. I looked around and saw Danny Lopez, and the twins Tim and Frank Dexter. They were smiling, just like Brian and me. “You may not speak of this sacred ceremony to anyone outside of this room.” Bishop Jacob said. “If you are very fortunate, in one week, or two, the Holy Spirit will enter you. You must tell an Elder immediately when you feel it happening.” I prayed that the Holy Spirit would take me. I felt strong. ************ Two weeks later, neither Brian nor I had felt the Holy Spirit. I was so disappointed, because Danny Lopez got the Holy Spirit and Frank Dexter did too. Even now they were in the Temple Sanctum receiving the rites. I was over at Brian’s house commiserating with him about our bad luck. “Dude, what if we never get the Holy Spirit?” I asked him for the fifth time. He looked up from his homework with a scowl. “Mike, bro… just stop worrying about it.” He brushed his long wavy hair back from his face. “Maybe we’re not sinful enough.” I sighed. “Why should the Holy Spirit bother wasting its time on us?” He pointed one of his big fingers at me. “That’s bullshit.” He said in his deep voice. Brian would always utter profanities when he was frustrated. Not me though. Sure, I thought them, which was bad enough, but speaking them out loud was a whole different level. But Brian was way more confident than I was. “Of course we’re not sinful and you know Elder Peter said that is not the way. We are not to seek out sin, that when the Lord has need of us, sin will appear before us and only then can we help the sinners.” I should my head. “But that’s what I mean! All we do is go to school, come home, go to Temple. How are we supposed to take sin from the world if we never see any?” Now that made Brian raise his dark, perfect eyebrows. “Yeah, that’s a problem, isn’t it?” He raked his hair back again and shrugged. “Maybe we could go out and share the word with others, like the Missionaries do.” “But, we’re not supposed to until we become consecrated in the Temple.” I said. “We’re not Missionaries yet.” “Yeah, I know.” My big friend replied. “We gotta do something though, right?” I couldn’t argue with his logic. I just shrugged and nodded. “Meet me after practice tomorrow. Catch the bus to my school, and we’ll walk home. If the Lord provides, we have to listen, right?” He asked. Brian always knew how to work out a problem. I smiled, feeling better. “That’s right, Bri! Okay, let’s do it!” ***************** I was antsy and nervous during practice. I told my parents that I was meeting Brian after school and I’d be home for dinner at 7:00. As we walked through the neighborhood by Brian’s school, we knocked on doors. We didn’t get a single answer. “I guess no one is home from work yet.” I said as we walked up the sidewalk to the 13th house. That was okay. Like Brian said, if we were meant to serve He would show us. Brian rang the door bell and we stood side by side. I tried not to be nervous so I made sure my black tie and white shirt were in place. Brian and I had put on our best clothes to look like the Missionaries that we were trying to be. The door opened and a somewhat muscular man with short brown hair answered. “Oh hell no.” He said and slammed the door shut immediately. “Brian, did you see that?” I asked. “He was naked! And he had tattoos all over.” The man hadn’t worn a single stitch of clothing to answer the door. “Yeah, bro. He’s a sinner for sure. This is it, man. We have to try harder.” Brian said with confidence. He rang the doorbell again. The door jerked back open after a few seconds. The man stood there fully exposed in the open door, scowling. “I don’t have time for your bullshit.” He said. “I’m working. I don’t want to hear about God, or being saved, or the Kingdom of Heaven. Go bug someone else.” He started moving back to shut the door. Inspiration hit me. “We’re here to help. Put us to work.” I said, proud of my cleverness. “Really?” The man smirked, stopping. He leaned his elbow against the door jamb and crossed one ankle over the other. I couldn’t help but notice his penis was hard and wet. “What would you do?” Brian smiled. “Anything you need, really. We’re out in the community to serve.” The man’s smile widened. “Oh anything?” “Yes sir! We’re young and strong. We can do whatever you need us to do.” I replied, attempting to mimic Brian’s confidence. This is what it was all about, reaching the sinners, showing them a better way through our actions when words would not work. The man moved back from the doorway. “Then by all means, come in.” Brian moved first, and I followed. Oh man, this was it, and my stomach was doing flip flops. I knew Brian had to be just as nervous, but you would never be able to tell. We both outsized the man by a good bit, Brian with his huge shoulders at 6’4” and me only slightly smaller at 6’3”, so the man had to be just under 6 foot tall, and about 50 pounds lighter than our meaty 240+ pounds. The man looked to be about 30 years old, and handsome in the way some old men were. We followed the man down a hallway to one of the bedrooms which was very well lit with a few lights that were mounted on stands pointing at a small couch covered in fabric. “Why don’t you two have a seat.” He said, moving over behind a video camera. “Let’s just get some preliminary stuff out of the way. State your names, and your age.” “I’m Mike Robertson, and I just turned 18 two weeks ago.” I said, smiling. “I’m Brian Gallegos, and I just turned 18 three weeks ago.” Brian followed. “And what brings you here today?” The man asked. “We were out in the neighborhood to serve the community for God, sir.” Brian answered, sitting up with a proud forward thrust of his muscular chest. “Well that’s nice.” The man replied conversationally. “And how are you serving the community today?” “We’re here to help you with your work, sir.” I answered. “Yes you are. See, it’s just pure luck that my scheduled model chickened out today. I was going to do some solo content instead and that’s what you caught me in the middle of by knocking on my door. So today, you’ll be my models. Is that okay?” He asked. I looked at Brian. “Models?” He said, shocked. “You want us to be models?” “That’s right. My subscribers love to see pure, wholesome good looking young men like you.” I couldn’t believe our luck. Brian was definitely handsome enough to be a model, and I wasn’t ugly by any stretch. “Is that something you’re willing to do?” The man asked. “For legal purposes, I have to hear you agree explicitly.” “Yes!” Both Brian and I said in unison. “Excellent. Now, what do you two do for work?” He asked. “My viewers would like to get to know you a little bit. I have a feeling you’ll be very popular.” “We don’t have jobs.” Brian answered. “We’re still in school, and after we graduate we’ll get sent on our Mission.” “Are you excited about that?” The man asked. “Wait, still in school?” I nodded. “I go to West Campus High, and Brian goes to Reagan High. We play football, and with schoolwork that doesn’t leave a lot of time for a job.” “And you’re both 18 years old? I have to confirm that. Can you tell me your birthdates?” So Brian and I rattled off our birthdays. “What position do you boys play?” He asked. “We’re both linebackers.” Brian answered. “We play defense.” “Nice, I bet you’re really good. You definitely have the size. Why don’t you stand up and do a flex pose.” the man said as his hand went down to stroke his large penis. I could understand, he was a sinner, that’s what sinners do, they touch themselves. Brian and I stood up, and did a double bicep pose, side by side, which of course pulled our shirts up out of our belted waistbands. “How about you take off your shirts, so we can see who’s bigger?” This was what modeling was all about. I grinned at Brian who seemed just as eager. We took off our shirts and ties and laid them carefully on our bags. “Now, same pose, and smile.” We smiled as the man moved to another camera and the flash went off. “Excellent. You two are naturals. Very photogenic. Usually models need makeup and a lot of coaching. It’s nice to work with two young men that are natural professionals.” My heart sped up and I looked over to Brian. “This could be our big break, Bri!” I said. Brian’s smile fell. “Don’t be prideful Mike. Besides, that’s not why we’re here. If it happens, that’s what the Lord wills. But don’t lose our purpose. We’re here to help this sinner.” He said all of this in a whisper. “Okay, turn to face each other, same pose. Get closer. Closer. Get right up in each other’s face, like two MMA fighters.” The man prompted. Brian was right, he always was. I know what the man was asking for, we’d seen the face-offs they did just after the weigh-ins. I moved forward and leaned against Brian, touching my nose to his, our lips just a half inch apart, staring into his eyes with a serious intent. “Mike, move your elbow out a little, so we can see your faces…yes, like that, perfect. Hold it there.” Brian and I breathed into each others’ face while the man snapped more pictures. “Okay, relax.” He said, moving back over to the video camera. “It’s too bad you don’t have your sports gear.” He said, looking down at the screen. “All I have is my jock and socks in my bag, have to wash them.” I said. “Yeah, me too.” Brian said. “How about we get some shots of that then? I think you’re both more the sports model type.” That made sense. Brian thought so too because he reached down to unzip his bag while I did the same. We stood up with our jocks and looked around. “It’s okay to change here.” The man said, obviously understanding our unspoken question. “there’ll be a lot of footage today that we can’t use, that’s what casting interviews are for.” Brian and I quickly took off our shoes, socks, pants and underwear and started to put on our jocks. “Let’s put your socks on first.” The man directed. “Actually, Mike, why don’t you dress Brian.” So I knelt down on one knee in front of Brian and he handed me his socks. “Brian, shift your weight to your left leg, hip out. Hold your jock in your left hand. I need a grin while you look down at Mike. Flex the muscles on your left leg. Mike, start putting Brian’s sock on and then look up at his face. That’s perfect! You’re doing great. Arch your back a little, a little more…there.” This modeling stuff was really easy. I didn’t even mind Brian’s junk right in my face. That wouldn’t have been professional. I could feel the cold air breezing over my sin hole, and I hoped it being exposed like that wouldn’t ruin the shot. I’m sure the camera could see right up inside my guts. “Now shift over to your right leg, Brian, and place your left foot on Mike’s leg, like you’re a Roman conqueror.” That made Brian’s grin widen. “Brian, can you put your hand under Mike’s chin, like you’re lifting his face up to look at you? Yes, good, hold that pose.” “I’m going to get a close up. Mike, open your lips just slightly while you look at Brian. He’s your hero, okay? He’s proven he’s stronger, and you are completely enthralled.” This guy was good, he knew how to make what would probably be just a stupid picture into true art. So, even though Brian’s penis was an inch from my mouth, I did my best. I made sure to lick my lips a bit so they weren’t dry while I put on my best face of adoration to my hero. That wasn’t hard to do, Brian was absolutely amazing. “Perfect, wow, you two … I’ve never worked with better models.” The man said. “You’ve take a classic pose from a Master like Michaelangelo and made it even better!” “Okay finish getting dressed, then we’ll do some bodybuilding poses.” Brian and I quickly threw on our jocks, and made sure our football socks were pulled up over our calves. After ten minutes of various poses in our jockstraps, some of them with Brian and I play wrestling, the man told us to sit back down on the couch. He should probably get a new couch, there were all sorts of stains on it. “Oh, Brian, I dropped a pen behind the couch there this morning, could you get it for me?” The man asked. “Yeah, sure.” Brian answered immediately, then he turned around and knelt on the couch to climb up and reach over the back. I stopped myself from laughing. His legs were spread out and there was his smooth, hairless sin hole pointing right at everyone. “Just mooning the whole world.” I snickered. The man laughed. “Well, go ahead and moon the whole world too, might as well.” He said. I laughed and mirrored Brian’s position, making sure my cheeks were spread wide open like his. “Why don’t you give Brian a smack on the ass?” The man said. So I did. I looked over at him and grinned. He laughed and smacked me back. “Good, sit back down. Did you find the pen, Brian?” He asked. “It must have rolled under. I couldn’t see it.” Brian said. “I’ll have to get another one. Okay, any questions you want to ask?” The naked man asked. I raised my hand. “Go ahead, Mike.” “You have a lot of tattoos. Did they hurt?” I asked. “Some of them. Most don’t though, it depends on what part of the body.” He answered. I decided to just go ahead. “The one that goes down your stomach to your penis. Did that one hurt?” “The scorpion? Yeah, that one hurt a little. It’s very sensitive down there.” He answered. I liked his honesty. I’d never get a tattoo, they were forbidden. Marking yourself was sinful. “Why a scorpion?” Brian chimed in. The man hesitated. “This tattoo is something you get when you join a very special brotherhood. It’s not for everyone. It symbolizes how the scorpion injects its prey with venom.” That sounded very cultish and sinful. So I just said it. “That sounds cultish and sinful.” The man smiled. “Oh yeah, it’s VERY cultish and sinful.” Brian looked at me and I knew just what he was thinking. “Are you part of that brotherhood?” He asked the man. The man came out from behind the video camera. “Answers require payment. For this answer, you have to touch the scorpion. Both of you.” He walked over beside us and stood there looking down. Brian reached out first and ran his hand down the man’s stomach, then onto his penis, which was a good 8 inches long. He as always more daring than I was. After Brian was done, I reached out. I was surprised that the tattoo wasn’t rough, it felt just like regular skin. I don’t know why I had always thought tattoos would be like tree bark. I slowly felt my way down until my hand covered his now hard penis. But my hands were big enough, of course, at my size, and I could wrap my fist entirely around its girth. I looked up at him to see him smiling. He had nice muscles even if they were all covered with tattoos. “It feels normal.” I said, continuing to run my hand over the entire tattoo from his shaft up to his navel. “I could tell you the secret, but you have to pay first.” He said. I looked over at Brian, who nodded with a serious look. I looked back up. “Okay.” I said. He looked indecisive. “Have either of you had sex before?” I shook my head. Brian spoke up. “No, we are saving ourselves for marriage, for our wives.” “Well, the payment for the secret might be difficult for you. Each of you must take my penis in your mouth all the way down. The scorpion’s tail has to be fully covered by your lips. Can you do that? You don’t have to, and I won’t force you.” “Mike, we have to. This is the sin we were sent here to take.” Brian said from behind me. “It’s not wrong if the Lord sent us here.” Again, I couldn’t argue with Brian’s logic. And if we did it together we’d be helping each other, as well as this sinner. I nodded up to the man. “Okay, you first. You have to let it into your throat.” he grasped my chin in his hand and signaled for me to open up my mouth. I did and felt his warm, thick member push inside. He got about halfway and I gagged, but he held me there. “Easy. Easy. Relax. Relax your jaw.” I had a couple tears rolling down my face from gagging, but I knew I could do this. I took a deep breath through my nose and pushed forward. I was thankful that the man shaved his private parts so I didn’t have to bury my face in his pubes. “Almost there.” He said pulling my head forward. I felt my the tightness in my throat give and the last few inches sunk in all the way as he pressed his abdomen firmly against my nose. I chukked suddenly and pulled off, my thick saliva dripping over my chin. “You did really good. I think you’re right, you were sent here for this purpose. How else could you do something that difficult?” The main praised. I tried not to feel proud, but it did feel like everything about today was meant to happen, and it was not difficult at all, even the casting photo shoot was easy. “Now your turn, big Brian. Remember, both of you have to complete this task, or I can’t tell you the secret.” “I wasn’t going to chicken out.” Brian said. “If Mike can do it, I can.” And Brian put his money where his mouth was..or I guess it was the other way around. Hah. It sure was something watching that pretty big penis stretch out Brian’s lips as it slid in. Brian hadn’t even wiped my spit off of it, so I guess that helped. Brian didn’t gag at all, and the man’s penis sunk all the way to his testicles, looking like a snake crawling inside a hole. And because Brian was a show off, he winked at me and pulled off then went back down a couple more times, all the way from tip to root. He finished with a noisy slurp and a grin. “Told ya, I’m better than you at almost everything.” Yeah, Brian was always right. But I wasn’t jealous, it was true. It was one of the reasons I looked up to him. He got offered a scholarship at A&M a week before I was offered mine. He had more tackles, more sacks, more interceptions, more yards. He was a beast on the field, and off. If I made an A he made an A+. The man looked at Brian with a curious smile. “Well, a promise is a promise. Like the scorpion, I have a venom I inject. Have you heard the story of the Frog and the Scorpion trying to cross the river?” I shook my head. “Well, one day a scorpion was walking around, looking for prey. He was very hungry, and he came to a river. Well, scorpions don’t swim, and he knew he would drown, but there wasn’t anything for him to eat on this side. He had to get across. He noticed a frog sitting in the mud nearby and said ‘Mr Frog, will you take me across the river?’ And the frog said ‘No, you’ll sting me and I’ll become your prey.’ The scorpion shook his head emphatically and said ‘no, I wouldn’t do that. I promise. I just need to get across, then you can go on your way.’ The frog thought about it, and said ‘okay, but please don’t sting me.’ And he let the scorpion climb up on his back and they set out across the river. They had gone halfway when the frog felt a burning stick into his back. ‘Why did you sting me?’ The frog cried. ‘Now I will die and you will drown.’ The scorpion just shrugged and said ‘I know, but it’s my nature.’ And the river carried them both away.” I looked across the man’s still hard and wet penis at Brian, who was looking strangely at the scorpion tattoo. Of course he figured it out before I did. “Your dick is the scorpion’s stinger?” He asked. The man reached out and stroked Brian’s long hair. “Yes, that’s the secret. My cum is a poison that I give to others, especially little frogs like you two. It’s my nature.” Brian looked at me and I saw it in his eyes before he said it. “We are pure, and if that’s what you want, we can take this sin from you.” It felt right, just like the night of our manhood ceremony. “We are supposed to take the sin of the world, from sinners like you so that you can get rid of it and be pure too.” I agreed. The man shook his head. “Is that what you think will happen? I’m not on meds, and have a pretty high viral load. You want my dirty poz cum inside you?” Brian nodded. He always set such a good example for all the rest of us, never shying away from the more difficult tasks, the first to step up. “Say yes, you want my dirty poz cum in your tight jock boy ass.” The man said aggressively. “Yes sir, I want your dirty poz cum in my tight jock boy ass.” Brian repeated with a glazed look in his eyes. Oh man, my best friend was going to do the Lord’s work with everything he had. If this didn’t bring the Holy Spirit to him, I don’t know what would. I saw a bead of clear liquid drop from the slit in the head of the man’s penis when it jumped at Brian’s words. “Mike, why don’t you grab the video camera?” he said. “Brian, lay back on the couch and pull your legs up.” I went to get the camera off it’s tripod and came over to them. By the time I came back over, Brian was leaned back and had his hands hooked behind his knees with his legs spread. His jockstrap pouch seemed to be straining to hold back his big testicles and large penis. Brian had a penis like his dad, super thick and kinda long. “Okay Mike, focus on Brian’s face first, then slowly bring the camera down to his ass.” This was definitely a sin. Wow, we were right in the middle of it, right where we needed to be to do our God given task. “This was a good call, buddy.” I encouraged Brian. “I’m so glad I let you talk me into this.” I saw Brian nod in the viewfinder. “Like I said Mike, you and me, we make a great team.” I pulled in tight on Brian’s dirty hole, where sin went, and where it left. He was hairless and smooth, and his hole was super tight. “Looking good, Bri.” I said. “Good thing I showered after practice.” He joked. “I didn’t know my ass was going to be the star of the show.” I laughed. Then the man moved up between Brian’s cheeks and rubbed his penis up and down Brian’s meaty, muscly crack, leaving behind a slimy trail of the fluid coming from the tip. The man stroked his penis once with tight fingers, forcing more of the liquid out of the tip which he rubbed directly onto Brian’s sin hole. “Man, he’s covering your sin hole with his poison, Bri. Do you feel anything yet?” I asked. “Nothing yet. It might take a bit.” Brian answered calmly. “That’s right, I’m going to fuck your tight little jock hole full of my poison seed, Brian. That’s what you want me to do, right?” “Yes sir. I need it. Give me as much as you can.” Brian’s manly, deep voice sounded so sure and definite. It didn’t sound so sure and definite when the man’s thick penis forced its way into my best friend. He grunted in a not so manly way. “Does it hurt, Bri?” I asked. “Fuck! Fuck yes it hurts!” He growled out through clenched teeth. “It feels like he’s ripping me apart.” “I might be.” The man said in a calm voice. “Do you want me to stop?” “No! Keep going.” Brian managed, trying to catch his breath. “Oooooooohhh, UNGH!” I couldn’t believe Brian was taking the man’s entire penis, but there it was on camera, sliding up my best friend’s stretched hole until you couldn’t see any part of the scorpion’s tail. The man began thrusting slowly, pulling all the way out and shoving it back in again, making Brian whine and moan in pain. “Nice. That feels so nice. Do you like how it feels, Brian?” The man asked. “Ungh, no, it’s awful.” Brian writhed, his head arching back with every deep ramming thrust. “Yeah? But it’s what you wanted, right?” “Yes, yes it’s what I want.” “So you like it when it hurts?” “No. I wish it didn’t, but I can take it.” “Good boy. It shouldn’t hurt so much pretty soon. It usually only hurts at first. Let me slow down.” And the tattooed man went slower, and not as deep every time. Soon, Brian wasn’t grunting with pain, and instead was just moaning a little bit as the man pushed up inside him. “Oh, man, it’s so deep.” he said. “It feels so huge.” “Your hole is so tight, Brian. Such a nice, tight, smooth straight boy jock hole. Do you like girls, Brian?” He asked. It seemed like a weird question. “Yeah. Mmmm. I like girls.” “Do you jack off to girls? Fantasize about them?” Brian’s body had relaxed, and I had pulled the focus out so I could get the man, Brian’s ass, and his body in the shot. Brian’s big meaty pecs were bouncing with each of the man’s deep thrusts. “I don’t touch myself, but I think about girls all the time. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it.” Brian answered in a breathy, moaning voice. He sounded so different from the Brian I knew. “You’ve never jacked off?” “No, that would be sinful.” Brian said. “Only when I’m married, and my wife will take care of that need.” “Such a good boy.” The man said. “Well, I’m going to give the good boy his reward. Do you want me to cum inside you, Brian? I need to share my dirty seed with you.” Brian nodded, that fervent glazed look in his eyes. “Yes, yes pump your dirty seed inside me, sir. Don’t stop until you’ve shot all of it.” And I watched the man’s thrusts get faster as he prepared to let his poison semen flow up inside my friend. “Ungh, Mike, focus down on Brian’s ass, quick. I’m gonna cum.” And I did as he asked, making sure to get everything nice and centered just before the man pulled his penis out and a thick glob of white semen spat out onto Brian’s hole, then the man pushed his penis back inside all the way and stroked it in and out. I just knew Brian was pulling out all the dirty sin this man had in thick ropes of heavy poison seed, taking it into himself to purify it. Finally, after almost a minute the man stopped moving. “Okay Mike, stay right there, I’m going to pull out, and we’ll see how much I put in there.” I managed to nod while keeping the camera still. He slowly withdrew his still swollen penis until just the head remained, then it slipped out. Just behind it, Brian’s hole released a small river of the man’s seed, but then Brian clenched down and stopped the flow. The man took the camera from me. “Mike, go sit by Brian. Brian, keep your legs up like that.” So I sat in close to my best friend. He gave me a grin. “I did it, bro.” His handsome face said with a smile. I smiled back. “Mike, some of my cum fell out, could you reach down there and try to get as much of it back inside Brian as you can? He wanted all of it.” That was true. And Brian smiled. So I bent over his spread legs and looked down. By now I was a pro at knowing not to block the camera. So I reached down to the small pool of seed on the couch cushion and tried to scoop it up, getting most of it on my fingers. I brought it to Brian’s hole and tried to gently push it inside. “It’s okay Bro, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You can go in more.” Brian said. So I forced my two fingers into him and twisted them around. Then I pulled them back out and rubbed up the underside of his crack until I had another scoop and I pushed that in. Brian’s hole seemed to stay open a little as I did it, and I could see down inside him. He was pink inside, and deep, but I definitely saw a nice pool of dirty seed down there. “There’s a lot in there Brian.” I told him. He took his hands off his knees, but didn’t lower his legs. He reached up and raked his long hair back, flexing his muscles as he did it. “Reach down in there bro, see if you can get it to go deeper.” he said. I looked up at the man, who nodded. I pushed my two biggest fingers into my best friend and tried to work the seed in deeper, making my bro moan while he flexed his muscles. “Aw man, that actually feels good. It was all achey and sore, but that’s nice, bro.” “I got you, man.” I told him with a smile as I worked. After about 30 seconds, the man said “Okay, wow, you both did an incredible job today. Thanks for coming by.” I noticed the tattooed man had thrown on some baggy shorts and a tank top while I was taking care of Brian’s aches. I guess we were done. I looked at my watch, and it was only 5:15. Brian and I both got dressed again in our school clothes this time, not our church clothes. We wouldn’t be going to any more houses today. Brian turned to the man and held out his hand. “Thank you sir, for letting us share with you today. You’ve done a good thing for your soul.” Brian was always the one who knew the right thing to say. I was just gonna say ‘bye’. “Well, if you want to stop by tomorrow, I might have some friends who need you to help them. Would you want to do that?” The man asked. Brian looked at me with raised eyebrows. “Sir, that would be awesome!” he said. “We can be here at the same time. We’d love to minister to your friends.” As we were walking out the door and down the sidewalk Brian smacked me on the back. “Dude, that was amazing. I felt like I was doing the Lord’s work. This might be my calling.” I smiled. “You think so?” I asked. We just started. I had to admit though, I loved the modeling stuff. “Hey, what do you think he meant by ‘paws’. His ‘dirty paws seed’?” I asked. “No, Mike. Wow, that’s what you thought he was saying.” Brian broke out in a full laugh. “That’s hilarious. No man, his pa’s dirty seed. He’s like us. He probably had a ceremony just like we did, where we took my dad’s seed. His dirty Pa’s cum. Hey, you think his dad knows our dads?” Brian mused. Yeah, Brian was right, always right. I felt even better then. We hadn’t even done anything wrong because the man had probably been in our church at one time. Of course, the tattoos meant he had left, but we could still bring him back Into the fold.

Part 29: Easing Ryan Into It (Part 1) “Wanna fuck my ass?” Jay asked Peter, turning and flaunting his well-used hole. “It’s been a while since I had a neg dick in me.” “We’ll need another crack at him tonight,” Domonic said. “If we don’t poz him soon, people will start to think we can’t convert holes anymore.” “You’ll get my ass,” Peter said. “Plus, I still need to fuck Lewis again. And, I want a shot at Ryan.” “Absolutely, Mr. Flanagan,” Ryan said. “None of that mister stuff tonight, boys,” Peter said. “Only daddy,” Domonic said, looking at Lewis and winking. “Let’s go, Jay,” Peter said, stripping off his clothing. “I’ve never slept with two people from the same family.” “You’ll like me,” Jay said, flashing me a playful smile. “I’m the slutty one in the family.” “Let’s go, but not out here,” he said, looking at all of us. “I want to fuck you on my marital bed. I want your ass hoisted up over my wife’s pillow, your sweat dripping all over our sheets.” “Fucking fill me up,” Jay said, pulling Peter in for a kiss. “I want your huge load so deep inside me that Alan finds it next time he unloads his toxic cum.” Peter looked at me, a huge smile on his face. “I love your brother.” He grabbed Jay’s hand and pulled him down the hall. “There’s lube in every room, guys. Have a good time.” “It’s time to open you up,” Domonic told Lewis, his hands running down the young man’s thin frame. “But you’re going to work for it.” “I’ll work harder than anyone,” Lewis said, climbing off Domonic’s lap. “Let me show you how much I want you inside me.” “So eager,” Domonic said, pulling his shirt off, revealing all his tattoos. “You know what eagerness gets you?” Lewis shook his head, his eyes desperately trying to take in the enormity that was Domonic. “A wrecked hole,” he said, pulling his pants down and revealing his already hard cock, “and a poz future.” “Give it to me,” Lewis said, kneeling down and grabbing Dom’s dick, his tongue running along the shaft, a thick glob of pre-cum dripping down on his naked back and running down to his crack. Already Domonic’s cum knew where it needed to go. “How about you?” I asked Ryan. “Ready for me to fuck you open?” “More ready than you know,” Ryan said. He stood up and stood in front of me, his eyes examining my body. “But first,” he said, leaning forward. His lips met mine and we kissed, a gentle connection in which I could feel both his fear and longing. Never had I known that Ryan Kline had wanted me to fuck him. Then again, I never knew his father wanted me to fuck him either. There was something about a Ryder man that the Kline men couldn’t help but be attracted to. “Can I watch?” Pastor Kline asked. “I have a better idea,” I told him. “Peter has a guest room. Let’s go in there.” “You alright out here?” Ryan asked Lewis who was already swallowing Domonic’s cock as far into his throat as possible. Lewis struggled to look at us, tears in his eyes as he kept half of Domonic’s dick in his mouth. He nodded, giving us a thumbs up. “Don’t worry,” Domonic said, resting a hand on Lewis’s head before gripping the back and guiding more of his cock into the young man’s throat. “I’ll take good care of little Lewis.” “Don’t break him,” I told Domonic, caught between half joking and half warning. I could see in Domonic’s eyes the desire to push Lewis to his breaking point. It was the lust I had seen in my dream months ago. It was the lust I saw when he wanted to unleash himself. Even though we’d done almost everything together, I knew there was a part of Domonic that he had not yet shown me. There was a darker edge to Domonic that wanted to go too far, to break through every boundary, regardless of the consequences. He's already done that, I thought, thinking of every man in the room, knowing all of them were only here because Domonic had seen me and had wanted to corrupt me. He had corrupted us all. Ryan, Pastor Kline, and I entered the small guest room which was next to the room in which Peter and Jay were already fucking. I could hear them moaning, Jay gasping as the bed hit the wall between us. I was happy that Jay was enjoying himself. I was also happy knowing his new status wasn’t thanks to me. Listening to my brother get his ass stretched open and filled with a hyperspermia blast got me hard. I pulled off my shirt, turning to Ryan who did the same. His chest wasn’t hairy, though I could see that he would most likely be hairy soon. Seeing my hairy chest, he reached out and ran his fingers through my hair, stopping on my biohazard tattoo. He looked in my eyes and smiled. “I’ve dreamed of this for years,” he said. “You and me both, son,” Pastor Kline said, coming to his side, his shirt off, revealing the similarities between them. I knew Ryan’s dick was closer to my size than his father’s, and I was excited to see it and get fucked by it eventually. For now, I had two generations of Kline men wanting me. Ryan leaned down and kissed my chest, starting on the tattoo and then moving down to my left nipple. He started sucking, causing waves of pleasure to course through my body. “That’s right, son,” Pastor Kline said, resting his hand on his son’s naked back. “Keep sucking. Worship his chest. Worship his poz body.” Ryan continued to suck on my nipple, his father reaching for the other one where he too started sucking. I’d never had two men suck on my nipples before, but I felt my legs starting to quake from the intense pleasure. I fell back onto the bed, both men falling with me. They continued worshiping my body, hands running along my skin, lips kissing me, exploring every aspect of what they craved. I watched them, unable to grasp what I was seeing. Two men, a father and a son, were kissing my body, begging for me to fuck them. Sure, I’d fucked my own brother, but there was something different seeing two men wanting you, needing you to fuck their holes full of poz cum, and knowing they were seen by most as good, innocent men. Little did anyone know that Pastor Kline was such a cumdump. Little did anyone know that his son, Ryan, wanted cock just as much as his father. Little did people know that I had pozzed Pastor Kline and would soon do the same to his son. None of us were what we seemed. Brothers fucked brothers. Fathers fucked sons. Married men cheated on their wives, offering their neg holes to poz men who wanted them only for their bodies and a quick fuck. We were a twisted bunch of men, but I loved them all. My cock ached, begging to be unleashed. “I have an idea,” I told Ryan and Pastor Kline, both stopping in their endeavor to kiss every inch of my hairy body. “Ryan wants me to fuck him. Ryan also wants to fuck you,” I told Pastor Kline. “Why don’t I fuck Ryan while he fucks you?” “You’ll slam him into me,” Pastor Kline said, smiling. “I’d love for you to fuck my son’s ass while he fucks my hole. That’ll really make him ram into me, forcing me open.” “I’ve only fucked Lewis before,” Ryan said, his enthusiasm somewhat diminished. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to get fucked and fuck at the same time.” “I think you’ll be able to manage,” Pastor Kline said, resting a hand on Ryan’s shoulder, moving it down toward his ass. “You’re young, strong, and have a cock like a third arm. Plus, you’ve got us here to help you.” “Alright,” Ryan said. “Let’s give it a try.” Pastor Kline was the first to jump off the bed and strip down, though I watched him suddenly back away, turning around from Ryan and me. Ryan continued to strip while I came to Pastor Kline’s side. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I just realized what we’re doing,” he said. “You said you wanted this,” I told him. “You wanted your son to fuck you.” “I know. I do. I just didn’t expect it to happen tonight.” “And I hadn’t expected to see you naked that first night I got back,” I told him. “See how that turned out. Now you’re a poz cumdump craving cock and drinking piss out of coffee mugs.” He smiled. “It’s just… what happens if this goes wrong?” “It won’t,” I told him. “He wants to fuck you.” He looked over my shoulder at Ryan who was now standing naked. “I want him to fuck me, too.” “Then enjoy this,” I told him. “I’ll fuck his cum right out of his balls and into you.” He smiled. “That’s one of the hottest things anyone has ever said to me.” I stripped my pants and underwear off, watching as Ryan and Pastor Kline saw each other naked for the first time. I knew they were both nervous, but the second they saw each other, their dicks started to rise, followed by mine. Was this what everyone else felt when they saw Jay and me together? “Can we compare?” I asked them, motioning them together. We already knew Pastor Kline’s dick was significantly smaller than mine, but seeing his dick next to Ryan’s was comical too. “What happened here?” I asked. “Is Ryan adopted?” “My father’s cock was huge, too,” Pastor Kline said. “I used to try watching him taking a shower just to get a glimpse.” He looked at Ryan and blushed. “Actually, I’ve done the same thing with you, too.” He turned and placed his and Ryan’s cocks next to each other. “No contest,” I said. “Makes me proud,” Pastor Kline said. “Fuck, you’re huge,” Ryan said, staring down at my dick as it grew to almost its full length. Seeing Pastor Kline and Ryan together made me almost as hard as when I saw Domonic’s monster of a cock heading for my ass. “How big are you?” “Eight inches,” I told him. “Domonic is ten.” I saw a panic start to set in. I knew I was huge, but I often forgot since Domonic was so much bigger. “You’re pretty close,” I told him. “I’m not sure I can fit you all in,” Ryan said, a hand reaching back to his ass. “If I can, you can,” Pastor Kline said. “Plus, you’re pretty close to his size.” “Really?” Ryan asked, looking down at his hard cock. “He’s bragged about your size for a while,” I told Ryan. I reached out and squeezed his cock, running a thumb over the head, smearing pre-cum. “You know, even with lube, it goes in better if it’s slicked up a bit.” Ryan looked at his dad, a confused look on his face. “He means sucking his dick,” Pastor Kline explained. Ryan started to kneel, but I grabbed his arm. “Your dad will need your dick to be slicked up, too.” I sat back down on the bed, leaning back. “Ryan, suck my cock while your dad sucks yours.” I patted the bed, helping Ryan lie next to me. Even before he could grab my cock, Pastor Kline had his son’s cock deep down his throat. “Fuck, Dad!” Ryan shouted, almost jumping off the bed. The longer Pastor Kline sucked, the more Ryan relaxed. “Fuck, Dad, that feels great.” “You can learn from your father,” I told him. “He’s the best cocksucker at church.” “The only one,” Ryan said. “Don’t be so sure,” I said. “Closeted men are bursting out of our doors at an alarming rate.” “The more the merrier,” Pastor Kline said, diving back down on his son’s cock. “If you aren’t careful,” I told Pastor Kline, guiding Ryan to my cock, “You’ll have your son’s cum shooting down your throat.” “But it feels so good,” Ryan said, his hand squeezing my cock, my pre-cum dribbling down his hand. “But you’d rather shoot into your dad’s ass,” I told him. “That’s right,” Pastor Kline said, Ryan’s cock slipping out of his mouth, a string of pre-cum dribbling down his chin. “The only thing I’ll swallow is your piss.” “Really?” Ryan asked. “I only want you shooting my could-be-grandkids deep in my ass,” he said, fondling Ryan’s balls. I grabbed Ryan’s chin and turned him toward me. “Better start sucking,” I told him. “Unless you want your hole torn open, you’ll get me good and ready to breed your virgin ass.” Ryan nodded and opened his mouth, taking my cock’s head into his mouth. My head flew back, the feeling a rush. “Fuck,” I moaned. “I love this family.” _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Hey guys, Thanks for waiting. While I know we all want to see everyone fucking each other in every combination possible, it just isn't possible. I'll do my best. Also, thanks for 100,000 views! That blows my mind.

The next day I headed for class, not paying attention the George or Mr. Lewis’s door. I heard his door open but I was long past it. I felt like I had a small new sense of confidence. So I made extra effort to try and avoid any suspicious types. For the next week I managed to avoid talking to anyone around the complex. On the times I’ve seen Mr. Lewis I’d walk past him giving some kind of dismissive greeting. I knew he still had a key to my place so I got in the habit of blocking my door every night. I would occasionally see Rob working around the place. He would give me a nod, and a slight smile. It may not have been much but for him it was a huge change in attitude. Coming back from the gym in the evening, I saw a familiar face. It was Frank. He was wearing shorts and a black tank top with a yellow logo on it with the letters NP on it. “Hey! Tommy right? Nice seeing you! How have things been?” I thought about the times he pissed up my ass and down my throat. I was still relatively new to water sports but by the time I was drinking it from him I was used to it. His was actually rather nice. “Yeah, I’ve been good. Just work school gym. Always busy.” “I can tell. Have you been seeing any of the other guys?” “Not much. I’ve been trying to take a break from that sort of stuff.” “Aw, that’s a shame. I was having a get together today. I was hoping to run into you and see if you’d like to come.” “What kind of get together?” “The kind were we hang out and enjoy ourselves. It’s pretty chill. You’d like it.” I didn’t have anything else planned today so I figured why not? I don’t really do much other than study and work, so this might be a fun change of pace. I looked down to his crotch and though about the offer. I really did enjoy drinking from his tap last time. Maybe I might get the chance again if we have a moment alone. But I wasn’t going to push for that. I may be a developing kinkster but I didn’t have to shamelessly seek it out. He wasn’t Mr. Lewis or George. He may have sampled me in the past but he never came off as extreme. “Sure that sounds like fun. I’ll just go wash up first.” “Nonsense, you’re good as you are. Wanna come up now? The guys haven’t been here long.” “Oh! They’re already here? If you really don’t mind the sweat…” “I more than don’t mind.” Frank grabbed my hand and lifted my arm above my head. He leaned in, gave a quick lick to my armpit then let me go. He licked his lips and smirked at me. “Come, My place is at the other end the the hall from you.” That was new. No one ever licked my pit before. It wasn’t my thing but if he was happy with me the way I was then that makes things more convenient for me. When we got to his place I saw Rob messing with a ceiling light close by. He saw me with Frank and I felt a little guilty. I know he wants me to stop playing with Mr. Lewis and George but Frank seemed okay. Never the less, I told Frank to head in while I had a word with Rob. “Hey Rob.” I tried acting casual but I sorta sounded like a kid who got caught. “Hey kid. Hanging out with Frank?” He seemed indifferent. “Yeah… I know you told me to stop playing around with dangerous guys…” “Frank isn’t dangerous. At least I don’t think he is. Besides you don’t have to do what I say. You can fuck around with who you want.” He kept adjusting the light fixture like he really didn’t care. “Yeah I know…” Rob stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “What do you want from me? My permission?” Was I? I didn’t want to let him down. I’ve been good at holding up his request so far but I really wanted to hear from him that this party I was going to was okay with him and not him just being passive aggressive. Sometimes it’s hard to tell with his typical disposition. “I guess so…” Rob looked at me like I said something funny. He put his tools down then gripped my shoulder firm. “You have my permission to go to Franks party. Happy?” I don’t know how to explain it but him saying that seemed to excite me. I felt a warmth pass through me and I was a little lighter. “Thanks Rob.” He rolled his eyes at me and continued what he was working on. I headed to Frank’s place and went in wondering who might be there. When I entered there was some music playing and drinks spread about. But the guys. The guys there were all in jock straps or harnesses! Wow okay I didn’t expect it to be this kind of party. Now I felt a little over dressed. Even Frank was out of his clothes and was wearing a jockstrap that looked like it came from a gay fetish store. “Hey guys the piss boy is here! I said I’d deliver!” Frank announced to everyone. Piss boy? Me? Oh that’s right! Last time I saw him he said he was going to arrange something like this. I thought I’d get a little more warning first, but I had been avoiding people these past few day. Suddenly I was being surrounded by all types of men in fetish gear. There were buff, guys chubby guys, slim guys. 7 men all together including Frank. “Oh damn! Uh Frank I wasn’t planning on fucking. This may be a bit much too fast.” A couple guys were already taking off my shorts and shirt. “Who said anything about fucking? You’re the party’s urinal. And my friends here have had a lot to drink.” Some of the guys were laughing. Two guys were gently holding my arms and feeling up my shoulders. One scruffy bearish guy was standing in front of me and pulling his cock out. “You say he loves drinking it Frank?” The bear pushed me to my knees. His dick was slapping my lips. “Yeah, he took it from me from both ends before.” Out of my peripheral I could see one guy blowing the other, but the guy doing the sucking wasn’t moving his head, oh right. Frank definitely gathered a bunch of like minded fetishists. The bear in front of me slapping my face to get my attention. “Open up for me! You want this don’t you?” I looked up at him. He was peering down at me looking past his large pecs. They were a chubby muscle. Hairy with perky nipples. Do I want this? I may have liked it from Frank but I wouldn’t call myself a piss pig. “Come on, be a good boy for me. You want to be a good boy right?” He pressed his cock against my lips and tried pushing in. He was attractive but I still just met him and- Oh fuck it! I opened my mouth and took in his cock. The guys around me encouraged me and patted me on the back. “Yeah, that’s it. Ima give you a sweet reward.” Bear guy caressed my face while his cock was in my mouth. He held it there for a moment as he concentrated. “Oh here it comes.” As soon as he said that. His hot yellow torrent started filling my mouth fast. I tried my best to chug it down as fast as I could. It was tangy but not too harsh. I could feel my cock getting hard. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth and running down my chin but the majority of it I managed to keep in. “Fuck he isn’t half bad at it. I’m finishing up here. Who’s up next?” “Easy there, he just got here guys. Give him a moment.” Someone I didn’t know said. I stood up, catching my breath. One guys was rubbing my ass and another leaned in and started kissing me on the mouth. He was a little heavy set. A wrestlers build, probably mid 20s, blond, round baby face. His tongue explored my mouth, I think he wanted to taste the bear man on me. I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him back. So far I thought this party wasn’t so bad. “Okay guys how about this continues in the bathroom. I don’t need the floors getting ruined.” Frank started navigating us to the bathroom. Not everyone could fit obviously but baby face and the guy rubbing my ass were right beside me. They had me step into the shower and I had a pretty good idea why. The guy playing with my ass earlier was more slender and was in the shower with me. I could feel his cock poking my ass. He was slowly humping me while baby face continued making out with me. A couple more guys were in there too, stroking their cocks and watching the show. “I’m gunna unload in him here.” The guy behind me started pushing his cock inside me. It was semi hard but he managed to get it in. Baby face was still kissing me when I felt the warmth spread inside my ass. “Ooh fuck yeah. Look at him taking it.” He was pissing a lot in me. It was good that we were in the shower because there was too much and some of it ran down my legs. “Suck my cock a little, it’s going to piss up in you next.” Baby face guided my head down on his cock. His was about 6 inches, cut. But it was thick. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it all the while the guy behind me was finishing up. I could feel my insides flooded. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to take another guys bladder full. He pulled out and a small spurt of yellow shot out of me. I kept the rest inside while sucking the cock in my mouth. It was now fully hard and the guy took it out. He positioned behind me to stick it in. A much older man was rubbing his cock on my face this time. The blonde wrestler guy behind my shoved his cock inside me. It was thick so it hurt a little. “Oh fuck that’s a tight ass.” He was squeezing my ass cheeks like dough. The older man in front of me started pissing on my head. His golden shower got in my hair and all over my back. I’m sure some of it ran down my ass crack and got on baby face wrestler dude behind me. “I can’t go just yet, I have to savor this guys pussy.” He didn’t piss inside me but he started thrusting. He was fucking my ass while it was full from the other guy. I wasn’t intending on getting fucked but looks like I can’t do anything about it now. Besides, he was cute so I didn’t mind. Older dude was still raining down on me. As my ass was getting fucked and my head getting showered. I began to realize how hot this was. Fuck I guess I am a piss pig as well as a foot pig. It was startling how much I’ve developed kinks recently. A few months ago, fucking and blow jobs was all I would do. The occasional rim job but that was a far out as it went. Even then I still rarely hooked up. Now I’m in the bathroom of a guy I barely know, surrounded by cocks that want to piss in every hole I have. Older guy finished using my face as a urinal, while wrestler dude behind me was fucking the piss up my ass. Frank was sitting on the counter watching, jacking off. I motioned to him to come closer. He got to his feet and pointed his huge long cock at me and I took it in my mouth next. I was looking forward to his. “Aw yeah this is what you wanted hu?” Frank was still hard so it took a moment for him to prime up. Baby face was still going to town on my ass. Then Frank started pissing and I was welcomed with the familiar taste of a well hydrated guy. I enjoyed gulping down his load. My stomach was definitely being tested but I could handle him. Luckily he didn’t piss too much. I think he gave a load to someone earlier. I can taste a bit of ass on him. “That’s awesome man, good job taking my piss. You guys want next?” Frank directed towards a couple replacing him. Two chubby bears with beards and leather harnesses started double teaming my mouth. Their bellies pressed against each other as I got both of their cocks in me. I wasn’t sure if they were going to fuck my mouth or piss in it. I can’t imagine drinking from both of them at the same time. That would be too much all at once. But of course they did intend on unleashing in me. Wrestler baby faced guy was fucking hard and grunting. Piss gushing out of my ass as he pulled out and back in. Piss from the first guy, not him. The two bear chubs, let loose and started pissing in my mouth at the same time, and that’s when baby face buried in deep and came inside me. “Fuck! That’s good!” He grunted. I was now trying to drink from both these guys but it was impossible. I was spilling out my mouth at an incredible rate, I was drinking as fast as I could. I could feel my stomach swelling on it. Then baby face was under me. He was drinking the over flow spilling out my mouth. He met his mouth with my chin catching it all like an expert. I was grateful for the help. I put my hands on his shoulders for support. His shoulders were thick and strong. He grabbed my hands and caressed my fingers. We worked together to finish up the two bear chubs. They had a lot in them and were content with our work. I on the other hand was exhausted. My ass and stomach were filled with piss. I felt bloated and out of breath. “I need a break, this is way too much.” Baby face put an arm around me in the shower and was rubbing my belly. I leaned into him focusing on breathing. “You did a good job dude. That was fucking hot. And I loved your ass.” The other guys were sucking each other and a couple wandered off presumably to fuck. I reached up to turn the shower on to rinse off the mess. Baby face and I relocated to the table in the kitchen where we talked for a while. His name was Dillon. He played college football for some small time university. I didn’t really bother to remember for who. I wasn’t really a sports guy. He wasn’t out to his teammates naturally, so the stress of being a gay dude in sports means he looks to relieve himself though other means, and through a long chain reaction of self discovery, he met Frank and discovered a passion for water sports. “So how did you meet Frank?” Some of the others were doing some sort of sex acts or having conversation like us. A few more guys arrived but I hadn’t paid them much attention. “It’s kinda embarrassing. I was kinda preoccupied with something while nude and he ended up fucking me by surprise.” I recounted the time where i was pinned beneath George’s sloppy cum filled ass. “Wow Frank totally raped your ass? Or was it a roll play thing?” “Mr. Lewis gave me to go ahead! Toilet boy over there belongs to him!” Frank interjected from across the room. He was fucking one of the chubby bears over a coffee table. The chubby bear moaning. “Who’s Mr. Lewis? Your daddy?” Dillon asked, almost teasing. “No he’s just my neighbor. I haven’t played with him in a while. He’s been trying to get me to do a lot of kinky stuff for him and a lot of the times it goes over board.” “How so?” “He’s obsessed with trying to cum in me.” “That’s hot. Why is that a problem?” “He’s poz.” “Ah, and you don’t want to get the bug?” “No.” “Do you love his cock?” “Well, yeah I guess. It’s amazing, and a huge mushroom head.” “Then keep playing with him.” “Hu?” “No need to deprive yourself of a cock that makes you feel good. If you don’t want to get pozzed, there’s plenty of precautions you can take to prevent that and still have fun getting you brains fucked out. You use rubbers?” “No… he prefers bare back.” “Are you on prep?” “No I haven’t gotten around to doing that. And it’s hard to get an appointment with how busy I am.” “Eh, sounds like excuses. Some part of you, even if you’re not aware of it is turned on by the danger of it.” “What? Nah that’s not right.” “You don’t insist on condoms because he likes it raw. You don’t do prep for weak reasons. Nah, there’s a part of you that likes it. Even if that part doesn’t really want to get infected, you definitely love playing with fire.” “Um…” I wasn’t sure of what to say. It’s true that Mr. Lewis has an amazing cock. And every time he fucks me I get so overwhelmed with fear because of the risk. One could even say it was a massive rush. But was I actually liking it on some degree? No, it can’t be. “Hey all I’m saying is, if ya don’t want it, you know how to prevent yourself from getting it. If you do want it. Then you want it. But enough of bug chasing talk. I still have to take a leak, and I’m sure you can handle another load.” Dillon took a red party cup off the table that had a small sip of beer in it left and started pissing in the cup right there. “How long have you done water sports? You seem to be very accustomed to it.” “Not long, like a couple times in the past few months?” We continued to talk as he filled the cup. It looked like an ordinary beer except the beer keg was cute footballer who made this special brew inside him. “And you’re at one of Franks parties? Damn, talk about running before you can walk. Cheers to that.” Dillon handed me the beer-I mean piss cup. It looked good, it was very warm and light, the color of a German Pilsner. I was still kinda full from before but I had room for it, and I was starting to like this guy so that made me want to drinking more. I brought the cup up to my lips and started chugging it down. It did have a slight beer taste to it. Left over from whatever was in there before. Dillon was rubbing himself as I drank. Once I finished I was totally full at this point. I couldn’t drink anymore. Dillon licked my lips. He brought me in for a deeps kiss, shoving his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a while. The party goers getting more rambunctious around us. At some point Dillon said he had to go, but we exchanged numbers to keep in touch. Since the party was getting more orgy than piss play at this point I decided I had enough as well. I started to get ready to leave but I wanted to thank Frank for having me over. I wandered around looking for him, weaving between the bodies fucking and piss drinking. I made my way to the bedroom to see if he was there. It was dark in there, I could barely see. I was going to turn around to leave but someone closed the door. I didn’t know who and my eyes were still adjusting. “Hello?” I asked in the dark. A dim red light turned on. I could see who it was. A buff guy wearing black rubber shorts, gloves, boots, and a black rubber mask covering his entire head. I couldn’t see eye holes and he had a zipper over the mouth. It was a little scary. He said nothing. “Excuse me I was looking for someone.” I reached for the door but he took my hand away from it. He stood in front of the door blocking my exit and slowly walked toward me. I was back against the bed with him almost close enough our bodies could touch. He leaned in and reached for something past me on the bed. It was a curved funnel. He undid the zipper on his mask and attached it to his mouth with a strap. The funnel pointing upward. He got on his knees and put his hands on my hips looking up at me. He was still silent but I figured I knew what he wanted. I guess he wanted me to piss in the funnel. The thought made me realize how much I needed to piss due to how much I drank at the party. It was a weird feeling standing in front of this kneeling stranger who’s face I couldn’t see. I pointed my cock towards the funnel and released. His hands gripped my ass and I herd fast swallowing sounds coming from him. It was the first time anyone ever drank mine before. It felt good to drain it and arousing that it was being swallowed up by a thirst pig. I think I was really loving this kink. The funnel was almost full when I emptied the last of my piss into it. Rubber mask was doing his best to drink it all. I watching the piss disappear in the funnel. Every last bit of it was gone. The guy gasped to catch his breath but kept eye contact with me. Was it eye contact? I guess so since his head was still looking up at me. He rubbed his hands on me more, exploring my body. The rubber gloves feeling slick and smooth on my bare skin. It was a new experience but nice. “Hey thanks dude. I didn’t realize how badly I needed to go.” I motioned to leave but he held my hips. He was still on his knees but didn’t want me to leave. He patted my ass cheeks, almost pleading for something. Oh! “That other guy pissed up my ass earlier. Is that what you want?” He gave an enthusiastic nod, his ass shook back and forth almost like a dog wagging his tail. My eyes were fully adjusted to the darkness and red light. His body was well toned. I couldn’t tell what skin color he had, all I saw was red and heavy shadows. He was a mystery. It was kinda jarring to see such a big dude so submissive to a, well compared to him I was definitely a twink. Maybe a twunk. No one else was in the room. “Okay, if you’re sure.” I turned around and squatted over the funnel, wondering how this would work. Rubber mask put his hands on the back of my thighs close to my ass, acting as a sort of human chair. He was strong and had large biceps so I’m sure he could easily support my weight but I didn’t want to stress him too much. So I made sure only to give him about half of my weight. It didn’t take much for me to release the piss in my ass. I was full and it was practically begging to come out. I tried controlling the flow so I didn’t overwhelm the poor guy. I herd him gulping down again. Wow this was probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done. He was drinking it as fast as I was giving it. This man was an expert. I felt his body tremble a bit, he must have been getting tired. “Sorry I’ll let up a bit.” I tried supporting my own weight but he squeezed my thighs and kept me down. He forced me to sit my entire weight down into his hands. “Are you okay?” He patted my thigh with one hand. I guess that meant yes. This guy was determined to serve me. I never met someone so eager in this kind of role before. Then again I never met anyone who was into this kind of role. I felt the last of the gold liquid spill out. I got up off of his arms and watched him go. He swallowed the last of it then took the funnel strap off and zipped his mouth shut. His head tilted to the side a little. I think he was looking at me in gratitude. He bent down, and rubbed his head on my leg. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I patted his head a bit “Uh… good boy?” He moaned and hugged my leg. This is so strange, but it’s also weirdly hot. Is this what having a sub is like? Did others want me to be like this? So many thoughts went through my head as I was petting Rubber mask at my feet. It was kinda cute. Like having a dog. A very fucked up but affectionate dog. Rubber mask looked back up to me, I think awaiting further instruction. I didn’t really know what else to do. Collin may have fucked me (oh right I guess Rubber mask swallowed his cum along with that other guys piss.) but I wasn’t really planning on fucking. “Thanks for the fun time, but I need to go.” He seemed to have no objections, but even if he did I guess he wouldn’t think it proper to express them. He was a power sub after all. Is that a thing? Power sub? Well if it is, Rubber mask is definitely one. “But, if you want I could see you again. I’m just at the end of the hall.” He gave a nod. I don’t think I’d be able to recognize him if he did come around. So I guess I opened myself to another stranger. I was getting bold. I opened the door and the light from the party flooded in. Frank was there standing in front of me looking in the room. “Oh I see you found a friend. How was it? He didn’t do anything too crazy did he?” He seemed pleased with my fooling around in his bedroom. “Rubber mask? Yeah he was um… a very good boy?” “Wow you hear that?” Frank was looking past me to the guy still kneeling. “Looks like your name is Rubber mask now! Ha ha!” “Oh what is his name?” I turned towards him realizing how rude that was to talk about him in third person. “Sorry what is your-“ Frank directed my face towards him. “His name is Rubber mask. You said so yourself. You can’t take it back now.” He then whispered to me. “This is his thing, just humor him.” “Okay. Oh by the way I wanted to thank you for having me over but I’m headed home. The party is getting a bit too wild for me.” “Too wild for you? Hey, if you say so. But yeah it was great having you here. The guys loved you I’m sure.” I grabbed my clothes and gave Rubber mask one last pet on the head, he seemed happy. I got dressed and left the party to their vices. The door closed behind me and the music was muffled. I was finally no longer apart of the piss orgy party. I stood in the hall for a moment. Reality suddenly coming back to me. Jesus Christ what the hell am I becoming? I went home for the night. As I laid in bed my head was swarming what fantasies of so many different guys. Rubber mask, Dillon, Frank, Muscle bear, Mr. Lewis, Rob… what would Rob think of all that? Would he be interested in that sort of thing? I fell asleep dreaming of myself in rubber mask’s position and Rob standing in front of me. I think at some point Rob’s form might have periodically turned into Mr. Lewis for a moment, but mostly it was Rob, filling the funnel.

Brian! You okay?” Was the only thing I could think of as the robed figure pushed what I could only assume was his hard penis inside my ass. Okay… maybe it came out more like ‘UNNMGGGHHHHH, BBBBBBRRRR….GIUUIUUNNNCHHHHGH, FUUUUUUCCCKKKK.’ My face was pressed (not voluntarily) against the bench back. “Relax, Penitent”. The gruff voice said. “Mmmmmm, It hurts……. “ I cried. It was a long whelping cry, after the first raging painful grunting negation. “That’s the punishment. This is the sin. Do you accept the sin of your brother?” The voice asked. A familiar voice. A comforting voice. “Yes. Yes. YES! I ACCEPT YOUR SIN.” I said, gasping. I know it was Brian’s dad. I would take his sin. I wanted his sin. His sin was worth carrying. “All of my sin? Will you take it? Will you bear it?” He said, gruffly. “Yes, sir I will take your sin. Please, Let me carry your sin.” I said as his thick girth stretched my virgin asshole. I would do this for Brian’s dad, as much as it hurt, gladly, no matter what it cost me. As a man, it was my duty to take this sin inside. I would carry it in my dirty bottom until I could rid myself of it. Brian’s dad grunted and thrust inside my unsullied 18 year old hole because my purity let him dispel the concentrated sin he had built up during his life. I could wipe him clean. For me, an 18 year old virgin without sin, I could take the burden. “Please! Give me your sin! I will take it!” I grunted out to him as he painfully broke inside my virgin hole. “My sin is dirty” He cried, and he sounded bereft. “You are pure, and I don’t know if I can make you carry it.” He said, almost crying, still thrusting up inside of me. Our act was a sin in itself, but I know that’s what this ceremony was intended to contain. If we must sin, let us make sure we keep it among those who can bear it, and release it to Christ. Wow. Brian’s dad had a big penis… a big cock.. Oh Lord forgive me, it hurt. It was so big. It tore my virgin hole, and I knew I must be bleeding even as he used my blood as a lubricant to thrust up deep into my most intimate depths, but he would not be denied, and I would not deny him this opportunity to release the sin he carried. And so I relaxed into the pain, the invasion, the indefensible battering of his brutal thick manhood, letting him take me from behind as I remained pinnned on the upright workout bench. My friend Brian was likewise pinned up against his bench, being gifted by Bishop Jacob. Brian’s face was frozen in ecstasy, and I watched while Bishop Jacob’s thick cock rammed into Brian’s meaty ass over and over again. “We’re so lucky.” Brian grunted as Bishop Jacob punched up into his secret man regions. “We can take way more sin than the other dudes, man.” He said. “We’re tough. “Dude, you and me, we can take all of it.” He smiled. God, he was so handsome. He was right. We could handle more than anyone. Bishop Jacob slammed his hand onto Brian’s face and pinned it to the bench back. Brian grinned and licked his lips. Brian’s dad wrapped his hands around my chest. “Michael, let’s get you turned around.” he said, so gently, with love. “Yes, sir. Whatever you want.” I said. For Brian’s dad I would do anything. Honestly, for any of the Elders I would. It was worth it, it was important. “Good boy.” The Elder said. Once I was turned around, Brian’s dad shoved his fat dick back inside me. “Mmmmmmm.” He groaned. “Once Brian’s mom knew, she divorced me.” He said. “That’s not easily done in the church.” As his thick, long cock forced its way into my poor 18 year old virgin hole, I found it difficult to make conversation. Brian’s dad leaned down and put his face to mine. “It’s okay”. He said then leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I felt relief. Elder Robert, Brian’s dad, was a major figure in the church. I needed to be here for him. I could take his sin, his confession, his pain. And part of me said I could be there for him whenever he needed, to erase, to absolve, to relieve, to take the sin he built up. And so I told him, with my big linebacker legs pulled wide and up so he could thrust his thick cock inside me. “I will take it for you. Please. Give it to me.” He looked at me, his eyes nearly filled with tears. “It’s more than you should bear, Michael.” He said, his voice breaking. “It’ is my shame, A sin no one should bear.” As he thrust into me, the sin already complete, I breathed. “I will share your sin. Please.” “You have to understand.” His thrusts were gentle. They were slow, but fully deep. “I’ve tried to keep Brian from the worst of it, but he’s wild.” It was excruciating, he pulled all the way out, then pushed ALL the way back inside, to the balls. Brian’s dad had a HUGE cock. Mostly normal at the head and middle, but shaped like a traffic cone, so the base was thicker than a baked potato. “It’s not for me to bring him into the secret brotherhood. But you can help him.” I grunted and gasped. “Unnngggghhhh” I grunted as he thrusted. My ass was on fire and it hurt so bad. But he needed it so badly that I pulled my legs back to let him push into me as much as he needed to. “Michael, will you let me gift you with my seed?” He was struggling with what he had to do. Why? He had to know I would accept his sin. If he let his seed flow into me, that was why we were here, to allow his sin to dilute to the next generation. “Yes! Let me take your seed. I will take your sin, Sir and take it as many times as you need.” I said. I was not expecting Brian’s dad to kiss me then, but as I felt him giving me his precious seed he forced his mouth upon mine and we shared the deepest kiss of pure emotion I have ever felt. I am sure God himself saw that kiss, and approved. Soon after that, Brian’s dad and Bishop Jacob traded places, and if I was shocked by Brian’s dad fucking his son, it didn’t have a lot of mental room to consider any of that as Bishop Jacob was kind enough to give me four of his sins. And when Bishop Jacob kissed me, I felt like I was floating in the arms of God himself.

Chapter V I still had the weekend to myself before Victor returned. Plus, Jeff wasn't scheduled to work til Monday. An idea sparked in me to make a new video starring Jeff for Victor to watch when he's back. Finally he'll see that we are starting to get traction in serving our god. I was awake and standing by the bed, observing Jeff and how huge his physique was. Fucking a man his size took a bit of an adjustment but his ass was definitely worth it. I can picture big mature daddies with similar stature fucking Jeff, breeding him and encouraging him to be like them. From what he told me, Jeff usually fucks guys younger than him and bottomed occasionally. Hopefully the last 12 hours have nudged him to explore more of his deviant and submissive side. It's rare that you find a big jock like Jeff offering his ass to you. Fucking guys like Jeff leaves you accomplished, as if you've climbed a mountain. Here he was dozing, not know what I had in store for him.. I logged into bbrt and submitted a party for Jeff. Title reads: Fit muscular hunk offering his ass to be bred by mature bears and daddies. No under 30. When Jeff woke up, I set aside some toiletries for him to freshen up and I told him that there will be a surprise for him tonight. I pointed to the video camera hinting him what was about to come. His face lit up and he told himself that he would take the day to prepare himself. "Don't forget this" I handed him a pipe and a bag of T. In the toiletry bag there was also a douche and a used jock that Victor kept in his armoire. It was the largest I could find. Victor had fucked a married man who wore it ages ago. It smelt strong and was crusty from the dried cum it had. Bike was written on the band. Jeff gave it a deep huff before putting it on, with a snap it fit him perfectly. A big ass like that needs to be framed properly. I started to take pictures of him in different positions to add into the listing. By 4 pm, there were about 13 confirmed guests that I selected. Their age ranged from 39 to 56, being at least 200 lbs and 6'0 tall. These men looked rugged, discreet and knew what raunch meant. Talking to each of them, I had an idea of what's in store for Jeff. Only about 5 of them were poz and even then, only one was off meds and had a low VL. The only thing Jeff did during the day was T and watching Victor's porn stash. He was fixated and clearly new to T. Setting up the cameras took some time. Jeff was going to be fucked in the TV room and at each corner, a tripod was hung. This would give Jeff a 360 degree view of himself, with every angle of him being fucked fully recorded in 1080p. Instead of a sling, I decided on a fuck bench instead. It would make it less dizzy for Jeff and easier for him to smoke the T that he is slowly being hooked on. By 7, Jeff had freshen up and was in the dirty jock, wearing a pair of high knee socks and a tight tank top. He looked like a gymrat ready to get bred. At 9, the first guest arrived and by 9.30, everyone was present. The men were huge and almost twice my size. Most were wearing the standard shirt and cargo pants ensemble, with half of them wearing a cap to hide their face. Thankfully everyone was friendly and as Jeff stepped into the fuck bench being strapped at each limb. I clicked record and left the guests to their discretion. Some of them slowly took off their shirt and some also had their own glass pipe being ready to lit. The only rule that was placed was that no pulling out would be allowed, and that they should feel free to treat Jeff like the bitch he is, with bleeding being the limit. To make it even more sensual, I proposed Jeff to put on a blindfold. "Great idea man." Damn, he has been tweaking non stop now. I then placed myself in the main armchair and uttered "Have fun boys." Immediately, one of the biggest guests stepped forward and began to undress. A line formed naturally and the first man dived himself into Jeff's ass, releasing moans that I've never heard before coming out of him. Murmurs of "nice... and yeah.." were heard from the guests and I could see how excited Jeff was from the smile he had. Being unable to see who's rimming him, Jeff was insatiable for a fuck. The man then slapped his well endowed cock on Jeff's as and with only his spit as lube, he pushed himself into him, causing tremors within Jeff and screams of pleasure that had a hint of pain. The man was huge and Jeff really was trying his best to accommodate his first cock. After a while, Jeff began to moan. Finally he found the spot. I started to walk up to Jeff and fed him some T. Kneeling myself close to him, I asked how was he feeling. "Fucking amazing, man. It's recording right? Oh shit this is going to be so fucking cool." "Yeah babe, it is. Every second. You getting railed by these strangers, taking their cum. You like this right?" "I fucking love it dude" I returned to the chair and lit myself a hit. The first guy finally came in after about 10 minutes, telling Jeff that his load is deep in his guts now. Jeff thanked the man he couldn't see and shouted NEXT. Each of the guest had their way in fucking him. Being tied on the bench gave Jeff little freedom to move but it also made him focus more on his ass muscle, which he could now control by the way his hole was blooming. It was also impressive how Jeff was able to hold most of the loads being bred into him. Only after the 7th dad that bred him was he unable to contain the cum much longer. A trail started to leak. Luckily, these men were pigs at heart. They lapped it up and fed to Jeff as an extra snack. Not a drop of cum was wasted. The whole gangbang lasted for about 4 hours. The average fuck was about 20 minutes and by 2 AM, some of the guys had already left. Some took second or third rounds. All in all, Jeff probably was bred about 23 times when you count the moan of orgasm there was. Each of the men did a fantastic job. Finally, not being able to hold it much longer, Jeff squirted the cum in him as he panted, relieving himself. He did very well and I was looking forward to how the video will turn out. When everyone had left, I stood in front of Jeff and took the blindfold off. I looked down at him and told him that I was going to leave him there til Victor returns. Jeff's only request was to be given a hit every now and then. Man, he really does remind me of myself when I first discovered my pig side with Victor.. Sunday morning came and I heard the door open. I was still in bed. After a while, I noticed that Victor hasn't come up yet. I went down and to no one's surprise, I find him ramming Jeff. Better than what I expected. "Who's this slutty jock, love?" "That's Jeff. New to this. Just like me. Already bred with our strain twice and could be our next offer. How was Maine?" "That's nice to hear. He'll fit in well. I knew you had good taste. Maine was good. Had some lobsters." Victor was casually telling me this as he pounded Jeff who was now moaning and unable to turn his head to see who he was being fucked by. "Do you know who I am, Jeff?" Victor questioned. "No. But don't stop. Fuck." "Haha he really is a bit like you Drew." I'll always be amazed at how consistent Victor's pace was when he fucks. The slaps he gave to Jeff and the way he was gripping his back was an art form. "You already received Drew's load, now here's the original load, you want this seed bitch?" "Yes, poz me please." Victor recoiled onto Jeff's back and yelped in his orgasm, gripping his arm and ensuring that he positioned his cock directly into Jeff. "Fuck, your ass is gripping my cock so good." He now knew what kind of champ Jeff was in being a bottom. His cock was literally being jerked off by Jeff's ass contraction. Even pulling out took some time as his ass had gripped onto Victor's cock for too long. Victor sighed and gave a slap on his ass, congratulating him as he approached me to give a Welcome back kiss. "You really have outdone yourself, you know?" I tried to not blush and decided that it was time release Jeff. Standing up wasn't so easy but in time, he oriented himself back to normal. We told Jeff that in a week, he will come back during the full moon for the proper ritual fuck. Confused, Jeff didn't fully comprehend what he was agreeing to. To make it simple, I told him that if he wants more T and experience what he had experienced in the past 3 days, then he must submit to the deity that we worship. But he has to be willing in surrendering himself to the faith. Going back was not an option. He wouldn't have to work anymore and he would be able to live with us. After going through the details, Jeff was sold. "Anything to get out of that life. I've seen what's out there now.." Victor and I were both pleased with his decision and bid him farewell with a check of $5000. "A way to show our trust and your loyalty"

Chapter III From the mirror, I saw myself moaning with every thrust from the dildos that Victor was inserting into me. The substance that was rubbed into my hole made me took all of the dildos like a champ. Victor was impressed at how little I resisted. "It's as if you were made for it. Amazing." The sensation that I felt from every kind of dildos there were was indescribable. The difference in the girth and width made my hole more adaptable and flexible. My hole really was being trained to take dick. I don't think I could ever thank Victor more. With every kind of dildo that I took, a buttplug was put in for a while before I take the next dildo. This lasted almost an hour. We were both sweating and moaning yeahs incessantly, nodding at each other as if we were actually animals, incapable of speech. I can tell my hole had been dilated and changed forever. The size of the buttplugs I've taken surprised Victor as I had no qualms in holding it. "You know Drew, I think I have actually found the one. You. Everything is in the right place at this moment, you see." The luminance of the candles and the heavy weight of the air in the room heightened my senses to devote my full attention to Victor. "I have to tell you, I worship Dionysus, and you would be the perfect offering. We can do so much more to please him.." I didn't have to digest anything he said, the look he gave me and the energy I felt made sense to me. I understood what our purpose was. My only fear was what was going to happen to me. "How do we please him? What will I come to be?" By now, our voice sounded distorted and deep, even our inflection was now different. "All he asks is your loyalty, your dedication. Worship him with me and we will be invincible." The last buttplug was now pulled out swiftly and I screamed while Victor is now on top of me, our faces not even an inch apart. My ass was leaking with the lube that he used, tainted red from what I guess was my blood. His hands were again caressing my shoulder, with him kissing every part of me, asking if I am ready to surrender myself, and if I was ready to be the first person to receive his gift. "You see Drew, this gift I have for you will bring us closer to Him, it will allow us to bring more worshippers and set us free." I could now feel his hard cock pointing onto my hole. We were still sweating and lube wasn't necessary anymore. "Once you receive the gift, you and I will find more of our kind and together we'll surrender to pleasure and only pleasure..." His cock was still grinding on me and I can now feel my nipples being clamped as I tried to reach for Victor's kiss. "Will you happily receive the gift?" "Yes, I desire the gift." "Are you sure?" "I'm positive!" "No... but you will certainly be once I breed you with my potent seed." I didn't care at that point. I knew he was poz the minute I saw his dogtag. At the bar, I didn't plan on going to Victor's place but he was magnetic. I truly believed that the fates had arranged me to surrender myself to not just Victor but to Dionysus. As an offering, I would amplify Victor's energy and together we will gain true pleasure from our dedication to Him.. "Fuck me now Victor and give me the gift. I'm ready to give myself to Him and join you." "Oh Drew, you and I are already in unison...it's the offering now that must commence. Here it is!!!" It was sharp but perfect. The pain was short but the pleasure I felt from his cock was extraordinary. We were in a ritual, worshipping and participating in a form of bacchanalia. The strokes I felt in my hole, with his potent cock in me was sending me to overdrive. It was as if both of us were in a different pane of existence. I could feel us fusing with his seed building up in me. I was already feeling his hot precum that set my insides on fire. We fucked for what felt 2 hours, sans rest. I was also untied halfway so that I could be fucked on the ottoman like a fuck bench. Victor knew how to take his time and my ass was well in adjusting itself to his strokes. We were both in ecstasy. Only moans and yeahs were produced and I could also see the eyes of the ram head lighting up as Victor announced that he was close. "This is the moment Drew, it's time I offer you to our new God for us to achieve what we were fated to do. Tell Him that you willfully give yourself up to extend his worship. Tell Him." I looked up to the ram and proclaimed myself to Dionysus and that the gift I will receive is sacred. I accept the seed of debauchery that is poz and toxic to free myself. In worshipping you we seek pleasure and only pleasure. I repeat and saw the eyes of the ram glowing again and my pupils too were now dilated and fully black. I then heard Victor releasing a moan that sounded cryptic and harmonious, as his sharp fingers scratch my back to regain himself. His head was now behind mine.. "This is the gift you are getting, my seed that will now foster and grow our worshippers. You are the carrier and together we will conquer all." My insides were truly on fire as his toxic cum was igniting and absorbing itself to the cuts. There was a wave of pleasure and satisfaction that came after. For the first time in bout 6 hours, I was able to think clearly. Even with the windows closed, there was a breeze of air that swept the room that ended the candles. The ram no longer looked bigger and the room was silent. Victor was still in me as he panted. I told him to not let me go and we continued to spoon on the bed til the sun came up. With his cock still in me and his hands supporting my ass, Victor scooped some of the cum that was leaking out of me to feed me and asked... "How do you feel?" "Hopeful." "Me too.." My life from that day was never the same as I found a form of faith that gave me a true purpose. No longer do I find myself in the office or doing average things. Victor opened my eyes to a world where there is a higher goal. One that is unashamed and is pure lust. It was what we were fated to do. Since then, Victor and I became partners, with plans to form a group that worships the true god of pleasure, bonded by Victor's potent seed. 6 months after our first fuck, Victor informed me that it was time to scout for new worshippers as he could sense the energy was starting to wane. We needed a new offer and I now have the privilege to pick who would be in the position that I was in. Where else would a good prospect be if not the gym? I would survey the place at anytime of the day to find someone who would be capable.. Funnily enough, a trainer named Jeff, who resembled a modern Viking walked up to me one day asking if I would be interested in an offer for a 1-on-1 training session since I've been there for 2 years. At first, I wouldn't think of Jeff to be gay, but opening Grindr, I stand corrected. Profile; 32, 6'3, Safe Only, NSA. His pictures were average, it didn't do justice if you were to see him in person. Now the best part? Sexual Position: Versatile. Since my new faith, I told myself that in expanding our mission I will top. And what do you know, Jeff seemed like the perfect candidate to be carrying our strain. Seeing him in the changing room once in that white baseball jock only reaffirmed my mission to get him. If only he knew what was coming...

One of my regular married FWB's just left. He and I try and get together once a week or so.... we both love ass play and today was no different. I have a Fort Troff Rim Chair that is amazing (and adjustable) for rimming a hole. Today, I sucked his cock for a while and played with his hole with only spit!! Worked two fingers inside and took my time massaging his prostate with two fingers. He immediately starts generating more pre-cum. After a little while, I put this curved prostate massager into his ass and set it to a nice stroking buzz and I sat on the chair. He was trying to 'ride' that massager in/out of his asshole, while giving me an excellent tongue lashing. He is an amazing rimmer and he had my hole open and throbbing in nothing flat. He knows that I can take it rough, so he makes sure to literally 'suck' on the rim of entire hole....and pulls his head back a little while sucking... to stretch. It is an amazing feeling and it always makes my cock drip while he does his tongue and lip action... I was slow stroking him the entire time. He is uncut and his skin stretches nicely over his head and I love teasing his foreskin while he teases my hole. He told me he wanted to stroke a load off all over my face... but first, he wanted to fuck a little. That suited me just fine and I got on the corner of the bed on my back. He took his time. Really teased my hole with his cock head. Not too deep. Just stretching it some more... and talking dirty the entire time. He finally had enough and told me to 'open up' and just slid his dick right inside in one slow push... right to his balls. Then he got his balance perfect and just started pumping nice long slow strokes in/out while pulling on my cock with his left hand. After a while, he locked eyes with me and pulled his cock out... and it spewed a good 4-5 loads of PRE-cum all over my lower belly, my cock, my balls and then he pushed it back inside my hole. He said he changed his mind and wanted a half/half mix. LOL. He just stayed hard and kept fucking me... really starting to pound now and bottoming out on each push. We love to fuck HARD. He told me he was going to cum and rammed it deep and gave me a second load right away. Freaking awesome!!! He churned it up a little bit and I could feel it leaking out the sides. He said he hadn't shot a load in 5 days and was horny as fuck. I had the proof all over me and leaking from me.... the last thing he did was slide three fingers into my hole and stroked my prostate as I started to cum... from my cock AND from inside my ass... that was what he wanted to see...

Me too..

Somebody slam Raymond and take him another level.

Chapter 31 The woman couldn’t stop coming, her bell was ringing hard and didn’t seem to want to stop. With her ass clamping down on the Kid’s cock she was controlling everybody’s climax and until she was done the guy’s couldn’t stop. The woman’s heart was pounding and she was panting so much she could hardly breath. She finally pulled the Kid’s hand away from her crutch and pushed him off her. His cock came put of her ass with a ‘ plop ‘ sound. She was stretched and the Kid’s cum was leaking out of her over worked ass. The Kid’s cock was now, For the first time this week, drained and was now soft. He could tell that his cock was very tender and sore from all the activity and the unbelievable hard climax he just had. He could not remember any time that he was so relaxed and drained after a workout. The guy behind him followed the Kid to pin him flat on his stomach and was able to keep his cock in the Kid’s sore asshole. Even though he had just shot a massive load in the Kid’s ass he was still hard. The meds were working as they were meant to. Even though the Kid had the same meds his cock was soft but his sperm count should have already been tripled or more even with the first dose. The woman came around to the Kid and told the guy “ Pull out of the Kid’s ass slowly, I don’t want him to loose any of the load you gave him”. The woman reached over and grabbed a butt plug she had up he cunt earlier and put it back in her pussy, getting some of the slimy cunt juices on it. When the guy pulled out of the Kid’s torchered hole, she immediately pushed the plug into the Kid. She almost had all of it in and the Kid was squirming and saying that it was hurting. He was telling her to stop but she would have none of that. She thought about just a little while ago when he was ripping her asshole open with his cock and didn’t want to stop. The guy grabbed the Kid’s legs and held them down, he knew that the Kid would feel better when this plug was lodged in the Kid’s ass and putting pressure on the Kid’s prostate. The woman said “ You didn’t think anything of it want you were sodomizing me. Now take it “. With that she stared to straddle the Kid but put her knee on the Kid’s ass where the plug was and used her weight to force it into the Kid’s ass. The plug opened the Kid and popped in. It was so quick it took the Kid’s breath away and was in a few seconds before his reaction to the intrusion was felt. The Kid yelled that it hurt, it was to big. It was burning his ass like a red-hot pole was shoved up his ass. In a perverse way it almost felt good and his cock started to come back to life. What he hadn’t realized as that this plug had a bulge in it. If it was turned one-way for a woman it would put pressure on her G spot, turn it the other way and put it in a guy’s ass and the Bulge would put pressure on his prostate. The Woman massaged the Kid’s buttocks for a few minutes, the kid was enjoying this treatment when the woman slapped his ass hard. Hard enough to leave a red hand mark on his ass. The reaction was that his ass tightened on the plug and pulled it in more. The woman told the Kid to get up and head home, she knew that his girlfriend was probably going to be coming back today or tomorrow. She told the Kid “Keep that in your ass until you shower. I want his cum to soak in your ass “. She also told the Kid ‘ He shoots huge loads, enough to fill a double shot glass or more and now you have his baby makers in you “. While the Kid was struggling to get his cloths on with that plug in his she got a small baggie out and put some pills in it and handed it to him. She told him that it was the same meds that he got earlier, and the best side effect was that it would increase the amount of sperm he shot. She also told him that with his youth, he would be out shooting the guy’s amount shortly. She reached around to the Kid’s ass and through his shorts she could feel the base of the plug, she pressed on it causing the kid to jump with the pressure inside him. The Kid walked out to go home. With the plug I his he looked like he had something up his ass, which he did. Every time he moved the plug would move around in his ass and that bulge would rub Kid’s prostate. He managed to finally get home and he couldn’t wait to get in the shower and pull the plug out of his ass. It was hitting all the right places and his cock was responding to the torment that it was doing to his prostate. He finally got in the shower and the hot water relieved his sore body and he was finally able to pull the plug free. What startled him was that when the plug came out, he almost had a climax. He expected a torrent of cum t run out of his ass but only a couple drops seemed to come out. The Plug looked amazingly clean considering what all it was blocking. He figured that his insides absorbed all the cum and pussy juice that was put in him. He then remembered what the guy mentioned when the plug snapped in him, he told the Kid that he might end up being pregnant from all that mix that was pushed in him. He knew that he would be going back to the woman’s place form more fun, he really enjoyed sodomizing her and wanted to do it again, even if it meant giving up his ass to someone for her enjoyment although he wasn’t sure when she said “ You did my ass this time, next time, I get to rape you ass “. The End

To the issue at hand, I don't think there's much of a correlation either. I've fucked tons of bottoms with bigger (i.e. longer) than mine. To me, it's a bit of a turn-on to see a big, long, thick Cock flopping around on his belly, sort of like the gilding of the barebacking lily. That said, I very often hear stuff from bottoms like 'oh gawd that's big', when what they mean to say is my Cock is quite thick. I think Cock-size (length and girth) is more of a biological thing, like having black hair instead of blonde. It's how we use our sexual gear is what makes us different from the "ho-hum" ones. I actually know a bottom of modest size who will tell off another bottom with a long, thick Cock, and gets angry with them for not fucking other bottoms. I think that's inappropriate, and told him so. Just because a "born-to-bottom" guy has formidable equipment between his legs doesn't mean he's required to Top. I seldom reach the hallowed "second ring", but I can really hammer the fuckbutton, and that's what counts, right? In my book, using what you've got to fullest advantage is what's most important.

According to the CDC, an antibody test for HIV (such as those using oral samples) can first accurately detect HIV infection 23-90 days after exposure. Anything earlier requires blood sampling. Onset of seroconversion symptoms occurs 2-6 weeks after exposure. Seven days would be a bit early, but if you had your first indication at day 15, that would fit the profile. I would recommend getting tested as soon as feasible.

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Chapter 20: Tricks and Treats. The 3 way was scheduled to start at 9, and the trick showed up at 8:45, just as Sir was locking the collar on me. We were both naked on the nasty sofa in the room. It was obvious that many had fucked on it before. Once the trick got in, Sir told him to stand in front of us and model, but not take his clothes off until told to do so. The trick was a hot Puerto Rican guy in his late 20s, early 30s. He was wearing a wife beater, which showed off his pecs and pierced nipples. He also had a pair of gym shorts on, and despite his jock strap, they could tell he was getting hard. Sir instructed him to turn around so could see his ass. Once there, Sir told him to bend over and gave it a nice hard slap. His ass was hard as a rock. Sir then told him to turn around and drop just his gym shorts. He was wearing a sexy yellow jock, which told Sir he was likely into watersports. Looks like Sir had a new lesson for me! Sir told the trick to start rubbing his package. After a few minutes Sir told him to stop, and as soon as his turtle was back in its shell, to take his jock off, and present his cock to me He told the trick he was then free to talk to me, but only telling me how he liked his uncut meat sucked. It wasn't long before the trick dropped his jock, and told me to start sucking his cock like a cut cock, telling me to suck on just the foreskin, and to get my tongue indide of it. The trick then told me to pull his massive foreskin down and lick the head of his cock. I was amazed at the amount of foreskin the trick had. I did as instructed and could taste some precum. The trick didn't let me focus on his head for very long before pulling out. Once his turtle went back into its shell, he told me to gently just start sucking on the foreskin. It wasn't long before the trick told me to start chewing on it. He told me to chew softly and first, but gradually increase the chewing and he would tell me when to stop. The boy looked at Sir, and Sir told him to do what the trick said. All I could think was that it must be painful having your foreskin chewed on. It apparently wasnt for the trick as he was moaning in pleasure and his cock started growing and hus foreskin disappearing. After his turtle came our of its shell, the trick instructed me take it to the base. I took him to the base immediately and sucked on him for a few minutes. The trick said good boy, and Sir immediately slapped his face, telling him the only conversation he was to have with him was how to suck an uncut cock. He warned the trick that next time he didn't follow the rules he would either be slapped even harder, or even told to leave. The foolish boy said yes Sir, and was slapped again, this time even harder. He explained that he was only to speak when told to, and 3 strikes and your out. He then asked the trick if he understood and he said yes, and emphasized Sir. Sir told him to continue his lesson. After i sucked the tricks cock to completion, Sir said that he would clean the tricks cock, but instructed me to watch how he worked his mouth and tongue into his foreskin. Sir had an amazingly talented and long tongue. He got his tongue deep inside his foreskin, savoring every last drop of cum under it. Sir then instructed both boys to get on the bed. He went to his trick bag and retrieved two sets of nipple clamps attached with chains to them. He then told the boys he was going to put on a porn, and they were allowed to speak only if they saw something that they wanted to experience. Sir put the nipple clamps on both boys and told us to put the chain in our mouths. Once Sir got between us, he grabbed our heads, pushing then back gently at first. He told us whomever kept the chain in their mouths the longest would have a special privilege. The trick lasted the longest, however it was obvious that both our nipples were wired to our cocks, as we were both now rock hard, as was Sir. Sir said they would continue later, and told the trick to get between his legs and suck his cock. The trick immediately took his position, and Sir reached around and stuck his finger up his pucker. After a few pumps, Sir told me to eat the tricks ass, getting his tongue deep in his ass. Sir then reached behind and pushed two, and then three fingers up the tricks quivering hole. As a reward, Sir told the trick he would get to choose who fucked who. He asked the trick, and he said he wanted Sir to fuck him, but he wanted to fuck me at the same time. Sir smiled and said, good you're not just another greedy bottom. Sir continued by saying he wanted the trick to ride his cock first to get use to its length and girth, but he would get the opportunity to have a triple fuck before he seeded him. The trick straddled Sir with his cock facing him at first. He slowly went down on Sirs cock until all of it was buried in him. He rested some when entirely in, but began bouncing up and down pretty intensly. Sir instructed me to get between his legs and suck on his bouncing balls. Sir then instructed the trick to turn around, and have me suck his cock. He told me to get on the bed doggy style when he felt the trick was ready to fuck me. It didn't take long before I assumed his position and started to get fucked hard by the trick. Sir told the trick to stop pumping while he buried his cock half up his ass. Sir said the trick would be doing all of the work, and that if he wanted his entire cock, he should fuck aggressively in both directions which he did. Not only was Sirs cock buried to the base, the tricks cock was totally in mine. Sir was the first to come, telling the trick when to stop pumping so that Sirs cock was deep inside him. Once Sir unloaded, his cock remained in him, rock hard. He told the trick to unload deep into his boy. Once he did, Sir plugged both their asses, and they continued watching the porn. The porn was a pretty hard core, one with several guys having biohazard tats. Sir was curious if they would ask about the tats, however they didn't, at least not at first. As expected the porn had some pretty hard scenes. Guys getting flogged and paddled, watersports, shaving and electro just to name a few. Sir told both boys to keep their hands off their cocks, but he kept his eyes on them to see what excited them. To his suprise, his boy seemed excited when watching the shaving scene.

When I got clean and sober 25 years ago I still hadn't figured out I was gay. Sure I'd occasionally wind up in a situation where I'd get or give a blow job and tried to get fucked some times but my ass was too tight and I didn't have the courage to tell my party friends what I liked to do in my alone time but I was smoking so much weed and drinking a lot so something had to change. besides I figured if I got cleaned up I could probably get a hot girlfriend. So a couple years later my finances are much better and I got finally got that hot slutty girlfriend I'd been looking for, for years and go figure I still wasn't sexually satisfied. I found the local gay chat line and started spending my evenings jacking to the stories of nasty local guys and learning what they were into (thankfully she and I were not living together). Then I found the hottest guy yet his on line name was Barebacker and my cock got rock hard every time I heard his voice. I felt so lucky that when he wasn't busy finding playmates he would exchange messages with me and tell me about his hot raw fuck buds. I was like a moth drawn to a flame and I had to speak with him every chance I got. I'm so happy that he had the patience to keep talking with and encouraging me to explore my desires. He showed up at my place with all my insecurities, but once he was in my place I couldn't resist and before long I was on my knees with his raw cock up my needy ass giving into the lust I'd been feeling for years. As he got close to shooting he asked where I wanted his load...I knew what I needed and said in me. He said good, but if I wanted his load I had to promise I would never play safe again. My lust was so overpowering that I made and have kept that solemn promise. The next day I broke it off with the girlfriend and began the journey of being a bareback faggot. This brings me to couple years ago. I'm still clean and sober and that phone chat line has closed down. It's too bad too because I'm very verbally stimulated and talking with a hot guy I can get seduced into almost anything. I'm sure my sex life would be much more advanced if I could talk with hot guys and get talked into piggy play please by them. Fortunately the internet has gotten much better and I found bredingzone. The chem conversion stories are the thing that really push all of my buttons. I appreciate the option to block those stories, but that is most definitely not the option I an going for. The stories have changed my attitude so much that it's pretty much only party guys I try to connect with on BBRT. Then I finally found the stud I've been looking for for years. He is poz and parties regularly, the nice thick cock on his profile is just a bonus. A bunch of years clean has made it hard for me to really give in to my desires so fortunately he showed tremendous patience and told me he loved corrupting good boys like me. Still our schedules just never seemed to mesh and the hook up I was so craving never seemed to work out. I'm so glad he is the man he is and he called me out of the blue late one Sunday and told me what a pig he knew I was and he was going to change my life. Calling a verbally stimulated bareback bottom like me and telling me that he was going to get me naked and blow clouds and my hard naked cock and I knew he had me. Tonight is the big night I know I shouldn't but I am headed to his place in a bit and I know a little smoke across my ass and knowing he has toxic sperm are going to get me to give in and give him my hole and my so to be formerly clean lungs. It's time to release the inner party pig!

Something about me -- I'm 26 years old, half British and half Iranian, working in London for the past 5 years. I'm 6'2" and pretty athletic, without being a muscle jock. I have dark hair and eyes. I also have a thick 7 inch cock and I have no trouble hooking up with girls but I've secretly preferred guys for a long time. Given how easy it is to hook up in London I've been a total slut since I downloaded Grindr. Will be posting some of my hottest encounters here. Last year in Nov I was visiting Dubrovnik in Croatia for work. My company booked a room in the business district of the city but I wanted to see the old town part of town so I cancelled it and booked an Airbnb instead. Which turned out to be an amazing decision. When I got to the Airbnb it was locked and there was no one to meet me. I called the Airbnb owner and he didn't answer. After half an hour of sitting on my suitcase and starting to feel pissed, the host called me back and said he was heading over to open the place. When he finally arrived, all my irritation at being made to wait basically evaporated. My host was maybe late 30s/ early 40s, wearing a sleeveless vest, shorts, and flip-flops, despite the slightly chilly weather. He had delicious bulging biceps and calves and close cropped hair over a handsome, cheeky face. I'm normally into twinks rather than daddies but this guy made my cock twitch and start to fill up. Without apologizing for the wait he looked me up and down and gave me a smirk before opening the door. I felt like he had x-rayed me and knew what was going on in my head, and I just smiled back at him. After showing me the apartment and how everything worked, he told me to call him if I needed anything and left. As soon as he left I stripped off my pants and started stroking my semi hard cock, which soon turned into a raging hard-on and leaking pre-cum. I opened Grindr and started browsing profiles, and started chatting with a few cute ones. I wanted to empty my balls into a twink but I couldn't get my host out of my mind. I started wondering what his cock looked like and whether he was into guys, with the smirk he gave me. TBC..

This was my first (and only) gay encounter outside of Grindr, and it was almost surreal that I had a guy’s cock in my mouth. Someone who knew my name and identity, which I had never risked on Grindr. Somehow that made it even hotter for me. Kneeling there completely naked while he was still in his vest - it unlocked a new feeling in me. I arched my back and really went to town on this masculine hunk. His cock was soft and thick on the outside but hard as a rock inside. I could hardly circle it with my fingers. It felt heavenly in my mouth - the texture, the salty taste of precum that I was squeezing onto my tongue. I ran my hand into his sparse, black pubes and over his bulging quads as I slobbered over his tool, covering it with my spit until it was entirely wet. He pressed my head into his groin, burying his cock into my hungry mouth and making me choke. When he let go, I moved down to his balls. I’m normally on the receiving end of this treatment so I know exactly how to treat a guy’s balls. As soon as I started licking and sucking on them, he started moaning in his deep baritone with his head thrown back. I was incredibly attracted to this perfect hunk and I wanted to kiss him more. After servicing him for some time, I got up and pulled his vest off. His body was dreamlike, with a taut chest with light hair, and a rippling, muscled belly that somehow turned me on even more. I sat in his lap facing him, circling my arms behind his head. We started kissing again with his cock nestled in my ass crack and his hands running over my back and slender body. He was a great kisser, sucking my tongue into his mouth and exchanging a lot of spit. I rocked back and forth slowly on his cock, feeling it graze my taint. This got him moaning again into my mouth. I knew he wanted to fuck me but wasn’t sure if he would want to use a condom. Since I was on prep, I was prepared to have him breed me deep and fill me up with his thick seed. …will post the rest later ;)

I was standing in the doorway nude. I was covered in piss and cum in front of my landlord He looked at me annoyed. He was a big bear of a man. 6’4 over 350 lbs. He looked like he might have played professional football some years ago. But probably not any more since he’s in his 40s. He had thick muscular arms but soft muscle. Not toned, I could tell through his flannel shirt ripped at the shoulders. He had sort of messy short black hair and facial hair that was too long for stubble but too short for a beard. I was always afraid of him. He looked like he wanted to hurt me. Those cold eyes always had the impression he wasn’t in the mood for whatever complaint I had about the apartment so I kept to myself. Now here I was in probably the least most presentable way I possibly could be. I felt my face burn red. “Move kid! Before someone sees you.” He pushed me aside coming in, closing the door behind him. He stood in the entryway looking around the place, seemingly not paying attention to me. “Get yourself cleaned up and put something on.” He commanded with little patience in his voice. I felt like a kid in trouble so I hurried to my bathroom and bedroom, cleaning myself up with a wet rag and throwing on what little I could find laying around. When I returned to him he was leaning against my couch with his arms crossed. “If the noise was disturbing anyone-“ “Cut the coy act. I know you two were fucking.” Right to the point. He wasn’t someone to waste time on small talk. “Well… yeah I guess. He needed a favor but things got carried away.” “Yeah? He get you bent over his washing machine or under his sink while he plugs your ass? Playing it off as a happy accident?” “How’d did-“ “Everyone knows kid. The dirty old bastard loves to plant his seed in new meat around here.” I was shocked. How did he know? Was Mr. Lewis telling people? “He told you?” “Kid… there isn’t a single male body in this building who hasn’t taken that guys load up their ass.” What he said was insane. Really? Everyone? I know the complex isn’t large, maybe over a dozen units but everyone? There were young and old, and guys with families here. “He said it’s been a while since he’s played with anyone.” I said sheepishly. “Yeah, to him a few days would be considered a while’. He’s always out looking for new ass.” So Mr. Lewis gets around a lot. I guess that makes sense given his forward personality and insatiable libido. But if he had everyone then. “Wait, have you?” He stared at me as if asking wither or not my question was serious. “Dude, you’ve seen his cock? I mean, I’m a top but damn you don’t see big ones like that on everyone.” That was a shock. I couldn’t imagine what that would look like. There had to have been a foots difference in hight between them. This massive bear on his knees getting fucked by such a small portly man like Mr. Lewis. But then again I didn’t think I’d be in that situation myself. “Figured I’d warn you about him when I saw him flashing his dick to you earlier. But that ship has sailed. He’s probably already pozzed ya.” “No. I mean I think he tried to few months ago but I am still clean. I was tested recently.“ “What about today? Clearly he must have been very thorough with you.“ “He didn’t cum in me. He did plenty of other stuff, but I managed to avoid that.“ I rubbed my sore ass thinking about the pounding I received earlier. How close I came to getting another dangerous load shot in me and this time without getting it watered down with piss. “Oh shit really? Well for your sake you should probably keep it that way. The guy doesn’t care who he spreads his bug to.“ “Does that mean you are?“ “Nah, I take prep so it’s not a problem for me. I’m assuming you don’t?“ “I didn’t think it was really necessary too. I actually don’t hook up often at all. Plus I am busy with work and school so finding the time to get on that would be difficult.“ “Well that’s up to you man. Just know that if you continue to fool around with that guy you’re just going to end up poz.” He started walking towards the door, getting ready to leave. I followed him to open it for him. Wanting to be courteous. Before he left however he turned towards me, eyeing me for a bit. Then he reached forward and shoved his hands down my pants in the back and jammed a finger up my ass. “Oh shit! Why are you-“ as soon as I asked that he pulled his hand out and started sucking on his fingertips. “Hm, not bad. I can tell he gave your ass a work out. If you’re horny and you need to get off I can help you with that. But if you continue playing around with that guy I won’t be interested, I’ve heard of some of the shit he’s into. Just don’t let him start kink play with you. I mean I have kinks too but with him it might start simple, but you give him an inch he’ll take a mile with it. And keep the noise down! It’s like a PA announcement every time the old fuck has scored.“ With that he left me on my own. He gave me a lot to think about. And now my embarrassment has reached an all time high knowing the entire building knows what’s been going on. *some time later* It had been a week since Mr. Lewis came to my apartment. I had his clothes he left over kept in a drawer. So far he hadn’t tried sleeping over. I kept wondering what he planned on. We already did so much. If I had to uphold to my promise then I think I could handle whatever he had in mind. Admittedly some nights while I laid in bed horny I would think of some of the things he did to me. Not because I liked it or anything but because it was the only sexual activity I had that was fresh in my mind. Besides… his cock was rather nice. I thought about what the landlord said and his offer to ‘help’ me with my horniness, but I couldn’t muster the courage to ask him. Mr. Lewis had been his usual self when I passed him by. We had exchanged greetings in the hall but that was the extent of it. Except for today. Today when I was getting home he stopped me in the hall. “Hey there Tommy boy. Have a nice day?” He smiled, looking energetic. “Yeah it was fine. Long day. I think I’ll just relax for-“ “Come over my place later. It’ll be good to spend quality time together.” He grinned while rubbing his crotch throw his shorts. “Um I don’t know. Maybe not today?” I couldn’t think of a good reason to give him, not that it would matter to him anyway. “Remember what you said?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I knew at that point he was cashing in what I promised out of desperation. “Yeah okay…. I’ll uh, I’ll see you later.” Later that night I was stalling and delaying. I was afraid of what was going to happen when I went over there. My dick was semi hard but that had to have been out of nervousness. Every part of my rational brain told me to stay away from that guy. But I did swear, so perhaps after this I can truly be done with it. I made the short walk two doors down to his place. For a moment I considered walking on by to the landlord. Perhaps if he was around I- “Come in boy! Come in!” Mr. Lewis opened the door and already had me by the arm. Guiding me to his living room. He was wearing a tank top and sweat shorts. Did this man ever wearing anything else? “So nice to have you here, was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.” “We’ll I’m here. Everything okay? You have a nice day?” A stale conversation starter but what else could I say. I don’t know anything about this man other than he was perpetually horny and had a huge dick and very soft feet. Wait, that last one was a weird thing to bring up on a list of things I know about him. “I’m dandy and randy. Especially now that you’re here. Sit with me. I’ll put on some shows.” Mr. Lewis turned on the tv and we sat together watching some generic show about FBI investigators or something. I was surprised this was what he had in mind. After about ten or fifteen minutes Mr. Lewis pulled his tank top off. “Just getting comfy. Don’t want to get too warm. You take yours off too.” He sat there playing with his nipples. His rather large nipples that stuck out a bit. “I’m not hot Sir. I’m okay.” “You said you’d do anything. So when I take something off. You do the same. And don’t call me Sir, makes me feel old.” “Oh okay. I’m sorry. What would you prefer?” I asked taking my shirt off. “Grandpa.” “WHAT?.. uh why?” That didn’t make any sense! “Because it turns me on, obviously. If I had a grandson like you, wooo boy, I’d never leave the bedroom.” I noticed his bulge in his shorts getting larger. “So now, how about you play with my nipple here, give it a pinch” I reached over and grabbed his nipple. It was firm and round. He seemed to like it. His dick bulge was now very prominent. “Good boy.” We played with his nipples while we watch tv for a bit. Mr. Lewis moaning periodically. So far nothing bad. Then he raised his hips and slid his shorts off. His cock sprang up and smacking his belly. “Now you.” I pulled my pants off keeping my underwear on. “No no! I’m naked here so you should be to. Don’t be coy you silly boy.” I got up and took my underwear off as well. Now we were both sitting there nude. My cock was hard. Mr. Lewis played with his cock while we watched TV. Him seemingly not paying mind to us naked there. Then he spread his legs and leaned back playing with his ass. “I have something for ya.” He pulled on something, it was a butt plug he had stuffed up his ass. It was black and long and wobbled. It had a wet coating to it. I wasn’t sure if it was lube or his moist ass. “I want you to suck on it.” He held in in front of me. “What? I can’t do that!” “Sure you can. You promised. Just do as I say and open your mouth.” He grabbed my face and looked at me expecting me to comply. I knew something was going to go down but I didn’t know what. I bit the bullet. I opened my mouth and took the plug from him and stuck it in. It tasted like giving rimjob. Mr. Lewis pushed and pulled the plug in my mouth. Essentially mouth fucking me with it. “That’s it. Taste grandpa’s wet ass.” Once the plug was clean Mr. Lewis pulled it out and gave it a lick and tossed it aside. “Good job Tommy boy. That mouth work of your is something. Got me real horny.” “Thanks Si- uh grandpa.” “Good. Now for the next part of your promise…” Oh god here we go. “What is it?” I was concerned. “I have three options and I want you to make a choice. Feet, piss, or TV.” “You want me to choose? So I can choose any of those? What happens if I choose any of them?” “They’re all self explanatory. No need to overthink it.” “TV. Definitely TV.” Thank goodness. I can avoid the humiliation of his kink play and we can continue the night watching boring cop shows. That’s fine by- “Okay, if you insist. Now then get up on my lap and hover that ass over my cock.” Mr. Lewis leaned back and wiggled his cock straight up. The cock head was flared wide and angry looking. Much wider then his shaft. About the size of a golf ball. “What?! I thought the option was watching TV?!” “It is. You ride my cock while I watch TV!” He chuckled. “But now here comes the other part. I want you to ride my cock. I won’t move my hips, but you have to milk a load out of me. You can pull off right before I cum if you want to. It’s up to you to judge on the timing but you have to make me cum using your ass.” This was crazy. I have to make him cum? With my ass? Could I really avoid getting filled? Sure I have more physical in that position control but, I don’t know. “Is it too late to pick feet?” “Oh? He he he, dirty boy! I think I know just the type of pig you’re going to be. But yes it’s too late. Now chop chop. It ain’t going to milk itself.” This was reckless, I stood up and maneuvered myself so I was standing on my knees on the couch, straddling over Mr. Lewis’s lap. His cock head pointed up towards my hole. I was trembling. Mr. Lewis spit on his hand and rubbed my ass with it. Lubing me up, digging a finger in. “That’s all the help you’re getting from me. Now lower yourself down and get to bouncing.” I did as instructed, i spread my ass and lowered down on his cock, the tip pressing my hole, I gradually lowered more and felt myself slowly getting penetrated. His head was big and took some force to get it in, but when it did it entered with a wet sounding pop. “Ow! It hurts.” “I’m not moving. It’s all you Tommy boy. Work grandpa’s cock up that ass.” I gave it a moment to relax, once it stopped hurting I wiggled my hips down, and got about half the length up in me. I then stared to gently bounce up and down. ”Good boy. Now you just enjoy that cock while I watch my shows.” Mr. Lewis looked past me to the TV. He wasn’t focused on me but his cock was still hard. I kept going up and down, getting a rhythm going. The sliding was getting slicker and smoother so I was able to increase the pace. “Oh.” I started moaning. It was feeling good now that I could control the action. Mr. Lewis was content watching his shows. I could feel my guts molding to his shape. My sphincter gliding up and down his veiny tool. The head exploring my colon. I put my hands on his chest. His pecs were soft and a little hairy. I needed the support to better work my ass. I kept going for long time. Going up and down. Even managing to slide all the way down and up. But getting his entire length up in me going all the way down gave an intense stretching feeling inside, like my ass wasn’t supposed to take this kind of length. “That’s it. Oof, you’re doing a great job.” I could tell his breath was getting labored. If he was getting close I wanted to work fast. I was enjoying his cock up in me but at the same time I needed to focus on what was at stake and my thighs were getting sore. Mr. Lewis was now staring at me, watching my ass going up and down on his cock. “Are you close yet?” “Yeah getting there. Lean over and suck my nipples.” I leaned down and put his perked up nipple in my mouth. I sucked on it while my ass worked on his cock. I was kind nice sucking on it. Mr. Lewis was moaning. “Aah, fuck you’re a naughty boy. Riding your grandpa’s poison cock. Yeah you love that fuck stick demolishing you. You’re so tight, so hot and wet inside.” I kept sucking his nipples and shaking my ass. Ignoring his dirty talk. I could feel his cock swelling, getting that iron hardness it gets when it’s close. I sat up right and bounced faster, sliding on his pole. He was pinching his nipples and breathing hard. My legs were killing me. “Oh fuck, ooh god.” He moaned “Are you gonna cum?” “Close boy, keep going, ooof, I’ll tell ya when it’s coming. You tell me when you’re getting off!” “Okay!” Not sure how much more I could take. Legs hurt, but the cock felt amazing. I wished we could change positions. “Yeah ride that cock! Oh! Yeah these balls are filled with a weeks worth of cum. Keep working it. You’re hungry ass is perfect for my cock!” His body was trembling his eyes squinting. I could tell he was ready. “Yeah boy! Fuck! Oh yeah it’s coming! Fuck my sperm is coming!” “Okay I’m getting off!” I raised my ass sliding up his furious cock. But Mr. Lewis slapped my thighs down causing me to grind my ass down to his hilt. “Not yet! Just a little longer!” “Wait that’s not fair!” I tried getting up but my legs were exhausted and I was struggling. His cock plunging me deep. I bounced on him a bit more trying to raise my ass up. My head was going fuzzy from the intense dicking. “Fuck boy. Grandpa’s gunna cum! It’s gunna shoot up in you! Weeks worth of poz cum!” “Wait no!” As I worked my thighs up against his hands, causing my ass to clench several times. “Yeah that’s it! Squeeze my cock! That hungry ass is gunna drink it!” I kept trying to work my ass up, squeezing his cock in the process. I could feel him getting harder, his meat throbbing with every anal squeeze. “HERE IT COMES! OH FUCK! AH!-“ his face was grimacing as his hips raising as he was ready to blow. I took the opportunity to raise my hips. His hands were still pushing down as my ass slid up his shaft. I could barley slide it up, but then the exiting stopped. “-AAAGH!” His cock head was so big it got stuck on the inside of my ring. I kept pulling and his cock head was pulling back as if it was stuck “AAAAGH, AAAAH! YEAHH!” I jolted up and his head aggressively popped out. I couldn’t raise too far so the tip was still kissing my entrance. Blast after blast of cum sprayed my hole. It felt like getting pressure washed. Mr. Lewis’s flow of cum was hefty. Cum got all over his lap and my ass. I collapsed on the couch sitting in cum. Mr. Lewis sighed and licked up some of his cum. The rest staining the material. “Ah, good game.” “You cheated…” “I never said I wouldn’t slap your thighs. So technically…” I got up, I slowly made my way to the door holding my clothes. My ass a dripping mess. “Well I guess it’s about that time. And you did a good job sunny boy. I guess I can let you go for the night.” Mr. Lewis walked over, his cock still rock hard and covered in cum like a glazed doughnut, still dripping everywhere, the tip seeping a weak flow like a salivating dog. My toes got drops of cum on them as he got close He stopped me from putting my clothes on. Rummaging through my pants pocket. “Just going to take this.” He took one of the apartment keys off my key ring. “Gonna drop by whenever so might as well have access. Oh and walk back naked for me.” I opened the door to the hall. My clothes in my arms. “Don’t forget your kiss goodbye.” As he said that he walked up behind me and put has hands on my shoulders. He thrust his hips forward and plunged his cock in my ass again *squelch* then pulled out *pop*. “Sleep well my little foot pig!”

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Always raw. Nothing beats the thrill of having unprotected sex with a total stranger (or multiple strangers). I'm on board with the "war against condoms" - Bareback sex or nothing 😉

These entries, like all of the stories I have written, were done while I was smoking. About 3-4 times a year I would get a bag just to spark some ideas and unleash my fantasies. I apologize if my previous stories stopped halfway, they weren't my best and I got clueless after realizing that I would repeat myself. The photos also started to become difficult to find and format so I just decided to stick to plain old text. Part X 5 Novices. 2 Married, 2 Below 30, and 1 below 20. Luis, being the youngest at 34 now was assigned to recruit the one who was under 20. Though most of us preferred to be around older guys, this task didn't pertain to our individual desires but our responsibilities to propagate our faith. For those below 30, Jeff was chosen since no one could resist how he was close to his late 40s and still packing stronger as ever, donning the same locks he's had in a pony tail now. Finally, since I lost my bet to John, he would be in charge of looking for the 2 married men. I was a bit jealous at first but thankfully, during this scouting period, Victor and I spent more time together. It was as if I got to know him again when we both looked back on the past 10 years. Scouting period was assigned from the middle of spring until the end of summer. Similar to the Moon, the Sun also influences a ritual, amplifying an offer. Ideally, the offers should be done during the 3 weeks where during the midsommar, or summer solstice would we have obtained half of our new devotees. A sort symmetric balance. Luis, whose work ethic is admirable as ever, wasted no time. It was expected that he would find our first out of five novices. Thanks to his previous experience in the academics, Luis found an job as a summer TA in one of the city's community colleges. The school was massive and he was definitely spoil for choices. It was also by pure luck that he would audit a class called Same-sex relationships in Antiquity, where most students were already queer. The pool for Luis to fish got smaller and easier. One student that stood out for Luis was a boy named Cameron, who looked like he didn't belong in the class. He seemed as if he spends his time in the gym, with a broad chest and frequently wears brightly colored polo shirts with cargo shorts. The other students would be in oversized clothing, layer after layer in defiance of fast fashion, but Cameron looks like a frequent shopper at American Eagle. Luis didn't pay much attention to him at first besides his style. It was only when he admitted that he was bisexual and that was why he took the class did Luis began to make his plan. During office hours, Luis would spend more time with Cameron, making casual conversations and asking more personal questions. Cameron, naive as most 2nd year students still were, entertained Luis and even develop a sort of crush after knowing more about Luis. He didn't know anyone else who were in an open relationship with 4 other guys and lived together. It was unorthodox for him. Cameron grew up in the suburbs, spending his summer as a lifeguard while working at the ice cream shop. The only reason he took the class was because it was the only time that it was offered and he wanted to learn more bout his sexuality. Luckily for him, there was Luis to guide him. After midterms week, the class decided to celebrate at a bar. A few shots and drinks after, Cameron finally confided in Luis that he was a virgin. "19 is still okay though! During my days, it was common to turn 24 and still not have your cherry popped." "Really? Damn that's so old...not that that's a bad thing I mean you must be past 30 by now right?" "35 in 4 months and I wouldn't have it other way. Tell me Cameron, have you ever kissed a boy?" "Yeah, a couple. Jerked a couple of dudes here and there and had someone suck my dick once but honestly, I don't think I've hit any milestones" "What kind of milestones?" "Well, you know...experiencing anal...doing both top and bottom position... sucking a dick....the basics!" By now, both student and teacher were drawn closer as the music got louder for the evening patrons. Louis got the next 2 rounds and by midnight, Cameron had his arm around Luis to support himself as he had drank more than he would, speech starting to slur. Luis, who could handle his liquor, tried to escort Cameron back home but he begged him not to bring him back since his parents were conservative and didn't tolerate alcohol in the house. He knew that if he brought Cameron back to his place, then half of his job was already done, but Luis wasn't the kind to take advantage of college boys. They made back home safe and Luis tried his best to carry Cameron in. He passed out in the sofa of the living room, snoring peacefully. Luis and Jeff were standing above him, observing his movements. Jeff sure was jealous of Luis. "Do you really have to be this quick?" "No, I just got lucky." Cameron woke up to the sound of a sizzling pan and eggs being cracked. Tilting from the end of the sofa, he saw about 3 men, 2 in robe and one in just a jockstrap. Immediately, his morning wood rose. As it turns out, Drew and Victor were in matching satin robes, untied for everyone in the house to see, and John just got back from a key party, clothes stolen with only his wallet. The men were laughing Cameron could only eavesdrop and wished how he could live like them, freely expressing themselves at breakfast, discussing their escapades candidly. His phone suddenly rang and the gentlemen in the kitchen stopped talking to find out the noise. Seated up, Cameron waved to the men, who looked incredibly gorgeous, even in the morning. "Well, well well, what do we have here" Victor adjusted his glasses to see the 19 year old, whose morning hair and wrinkled clothes reminded him of his springbreak in freshman year. "I'm Luis' friend..we got kinda drunk last night and he thought it'd be safe if I stayed here" "Oooh, our mysterious Luis bringing a friend back home? Interesting.." Drew looked at both John and Victor who were now very curious. Luis was always the kind to keep to himself. He rarely opened himself up, even with his brethren. He was closest to Jeff, who frequently zoned out every time Luis goes off tangent. Cameron was one of those rare people that Luis could be himself. He was comfortable. The 3 early birds who came from the kitchen couldn't help themselves with Cameron. All kinds of questions were piling up on him, giving him no time to answer. Hearing the commotion from above, Luis ran down to control the shenanigan that the seniors of the household would put him into. It's ironic how Luis was the most mature, even though he was the youngest. John, though neat and proper, can come off as nonchalant if something isn't his responsibility, and Jeff, well Jeff is a real life Ken Doll. Luis rescued Cameron from the vultures who couldn't stop teasing him, bringing him to the patio where they had coffee. "You guys seem to be one big happy family here huh.." "Kinda. They can get on my nerves. But we're bonded for life" "What do you mean?" Unlike the rest of the guys, Luis was a man of principle. He was brutally honest and direct. This attribute of him is one of the reasons why he had always been seen as awkward or strange. Meeting Drew and the rest was the first time he felt normal. In the best Cliff Notes version that he could give, Luis told Cameron how he ended up living at Victor's. Why the household formed and why he and the rest of his mates subscribed to the mystical belief that was the centre of their lives. There was no confusion from Cameron's part, only fascination, disbelief, and best of all, curiosity. Just like the men he encountered this morning, Cameron started to ask all kinds of questions that Luis didn't feel like sharing. "It stays between us and it is sacred. I can't divulge any further than what I've told you." "What if I want join you guys?" Finally, the million dollar question that easily fell into Luis' lap. "There's a process, a set of procedures, dedication and discipline. Most of all, submission" It was a Saturday and Cameron had no plans. Should he push this envelope of curiosity more? It is time for him to explore more after all. That was the point of him going to college in the first place. It took a while to convince his parents, even with the scholarship and bursaries. He begged Luis to tell more bout the process and for a moment, Luis almost forgot why he even started talking to Cameron in the first place. By remembering his purpose and his faith, he started opening up more to Cameron, warning him that the minute he gets charged, there is no turning back. Purposely, when asked what he meant by charge, Luis feigned ignorance and called Drew to tell him more. Drew, unabashed as ever, grabbed Cameron from the patio to the living room, repositioning him to face the TV. The blinds were drawn down and with a click of a button, Jeff appeared on the screen, tweaked and ready to receive some loads. Unlike the sleazy bareback videos that Cameron had watch, this was more real, more authentic. The shakiness of the camera and the average look the participants had was realistic, turning him on more. Luis could only sigh as he sat next to him, staring at him as he was fixated on the screen, still and quiet in awe. 30 minutes in, Drew came in with a pipe, informing Luis that the batch was home made, stronger than the street and blessed from above. With Cameron there, who else would be the first to try their organic chem? Drew came closer to Cameron with the pipe and guided his mouth to inhale, telling him that he was now going to chase the dragon that will lead him to paradise. Luis didn't protest as Cameron's curiosity got the best of him. Everything was a brand new experience for him. The home brewed T he ingested sent waves through him, a sort of dopamine rush that never faded. A few Wows later, Drew and Luis started to smoke the batch. Cameron's reaction was an understatement to how great their chem was. Immediately, Cameron held Luis' hands and confessed his feelings for him, how the last few hours have given him a different perspective to his life, how he could finally feel proud of himself, free of the judgement that he grew up in. He detested his home. He needed a change. Luis knew that he would stay and he was willing to share his life with him, even if they had only met briefly. The frequent gaze they exchanged all throughout the class was enough for him to know what kind of person Cameron was. Victor appeared by the hallway and approached Cameron, forcefully grabbing him, analyzing his features and the tweaked state he was in, and gave Luis a smile, congratulating him. He then dived in for a kiss, and held Cameron's head. Tongues were tied with Cameron reciprocating, holding himself against Victor. After, Victor took a moment to tell Luis that the plan has changed. It is him who's going to convert Cameron. He threw a few sheets of paper onto the coffee table and in it indicated the extremely high VL he was carrying. Luis' expression switched from betrayal to gratitude in an instant. The sooner Cameron joins them, the sooner he can be with him. It didn't matter who would initiate him at that point. Drew then suggested that they head to the basement where they could use the dungeon for the first time. Cheers echoed and Jeff, absent as always, woke up to see what had transpired. All 5 men were now surrounding Cameron, who by now had probably taken his 20th hit of their homebrew T. So far so good, Drew observed. Cameron was told to take his clothes off, standing in the middle of the room with a single bulb dangling above him. Naked and cold, John threw a leather harness and a pair of rubber shorts chaps. It was felt strange for his crotch to be exposed as the sides of his calves were covered, stretched by the transluscent material. He had to put on a pair of joggers that were worn out after putting on a pair of high knee socks. "Now that's what I call a sexy frat slut who's not afraid to get piggy" exclaimed John. Cameron, with adrenaline higher than ever, felt no shame. He stood still and flexed himself in his attire, posing for Drew who started to record. Jeff, who just got out of bed, couldn't contain his hard on. Without a word, he approached Cameron and pulled him down to his crotch, forcing him to swallow his cock. It was the longest cock Cameron had seen in real person. If only he knew what Victor was packing... In his tweaked out state, Cameron maneuvered himself skillfully on Jeff's cock. He didn't take any pause to catch his breathe and he was determined to prove himself to the men around him. Luis sat on a stool, observing his student turning to the slut he had envisioned. There was no satisfaction for Luis as to him, it had all been predetermined. He only felt reassured that his planning and calculations were right, as always. Cameron was now foaming and drooling from taking Jeff's cock. He showed no signs of reaching climax, but he was satisfied with the treatment he got. He pushed Cameron off him, and flipped his ass to face him, where he gave Cameron his first rimjob. John, impressed with his mouth, crouched to offer his semi hard to Cameron, who naturally went for it, sucking it from the semi state it was in to rock hard, filling the cavity of his mouth and pushing the limits of his gag reflex. "There there now, slut. No turning back remember" John reminded Cameron. His eyes began to tear up, not from the pain but from taking John's big cock. Drew made sure to always give him a hit to ensure that he never stopped chasing the dragon. Pupils dilated once more and having his hole devoured by Jeff, beard brushing against his cheeks made him moan louder than usual. Once Jeff was done, he pulled John's cock out to spit in his mouth, putting it back. Drew now sat next to Luis, asking if he's going to join in.. "Not today... I want it to be just between us." It was odd for Drew to hear Luis expressing himself, especially emotionally. He avoided any further response and the two sat calmly as spectators. Victor, now fully naked was now ready for Cameron. Jeff was now the one giving him the hit and John's hard cock remained in him, making itself comfortable in his throat. Jeff pulled out a bench and lifted Cameron onto it, face faced to where Drew and Luis were sat. For Cameron, his expressions were everywhere. Pleasure and panic, being tweaked for the first time, thousands of emotions came at him that left him huffing in deep breathes, leaving a look of exasperation with a side of desperation. The two men were unfazed. Passing the pipe to each other, they knew that it was pointless to show any emotions when it came to a conversion, let alone a ritual. Luis' nonchalant worried Cameron for a moment, but the next hit that Jeff gave subsided the feeling for he knew that it was his decision to be treated this way. It was part of the procedure for him to finally break free. The still expression Luis had served to show him that the god he worships will always be prioritized higher than he will ever be and that he too had to follow suit. It wasn't for Luis that Cameron is willing to convert, it was the liberation he will achieve that will make him submit himself. The common seed that will flow through him, enabling him to be a part of something bigger and more meaningful than he could ever imagine. Victor was now ready. As always, he never forgets to caress his candidates before initiating them, brushing his hands on them with tender momentarily to show his appreciation for them and their sacrifice. Circling around for a few times, Victor was figuring out how he would start, with his sharp nails grazing Cameron's back, giving him the occasional goosebumps. Making his way to the back, he started to fondle with Cameron's ass, asking Jeff to give some of the special brew they made to see how it would work as a bump. In an instant, Cameron's true animal instinct started to emerge and like a tied pig, he was jittering at intervals, slurring in his speech as he begged to be fuck and touched. Luis by now felt a bit pity and came up to touch him, playing with his ear and giving him a few pecks while Victor's fingers were exploring him. "You're going to be on your own for a while, and we'll see each other soon" Cameron could only huff and nod, understanding what Luis meant but incapable of communicating any further. The home made brew really was special. It had potential. If it can make a nervous inexperienced virgin turn to a regular pig within hours, then Drew definitely could market it for profit. "Cameron the guinea pig, are ya?" John taunted, satisfied with the blowjob Cameron gave. His cock was wet with drool and he planned to plant his seed in Cameron after Victor was done. He hoped that his hole would be as wet as his mouth after Victor was done. Once Victor was happy with Cameron's hole, now bloomed and stretched, he placed his cock close to the hole, with the usual PA and Jacobs Ladder brushing against the ass ring, cold from the steel, electrifying the nerves for Cameron to cherish the very last moments of his virginity. Slowly, Victor entered and to no surprise, it was still tight. This didn't stop him though for with a little adjustment, he pushed himself deeper, tearing Cameron's insides, giving him a new profound feeling that began with pain but ended with pleasure. The fullness he felt was foreign, and sensations that came from the piercings, dangling in his insiders took his breathe away. As Victor readjusted himself to start thrusting, Cameron was now enjoying the shaft in him. The moment Victor found his bearing and a pace, Cameron's moans became periodic. Finally, they're actually fucking. Victor changed from standing to resting himself on Cameron, supported by the bench, with only his hips moving into Cameron. Cameron felt a pair of arms around his neck and Victor right behind his right ear, telling him how virgins like him were precious and how rare it was to find a tight virgin ass like his. He also noticed how veiny Victors arms were under the light they were in. He was skinny but still carried some muscles, Cameron thought. Either way, the thought of having a man as old as Victor taking his virginity was something he had once fantasized. Victor remained on top of Cameron, rocking his hips while his orgasm built. Precum had already started to drip from the side of Cameron's hole and Jeff didn't waste a second scooping it up to feed Cameron. John, crouched right in front of Cameron, joined Victor in taunting him, telling him how worthless he was going to be once he joined them and how his life has now changed. The replies they got were only nods and muffled sound of approval. The home made t proved to be even more potent than expected. Any movements or response Cameron attempted to make was in hopes of extending the pleasure he felt. Never once did he stopped pushing his ass for Victor. Soon, Victor was about to breed his new virgin and devotee. It was his highest VL yet. He could tell that he was finally at peace, content in his servitude. His dedication to Dionysus over the years had run its course as this final conversion would be the perfect last offer. He had already felt the true pleasure that was promised, experiencing it with Drew and John. He was now about to experience it again with Cameron for his pure state and virginity would appease his God more than ever. When the time came for Victor to finally release himself, he gripped onto Cameron tighter than he ever had. Cameron was in pain now, feeling his flesh pierced by Victor's nails. As ropes of his seed started to inseminate into Cameron, Victor was capable of only moans, joining Cameron in unison. The spectators were in awe of what they were witnessing. Joh was now determined to have a fuck similar to what he just saw and Jeff had finally ejaculated after jerking himself to what had happened. Drew and Luis were still stationery, nodding in approval and taking mental notes of how skillful Victor was. For all they know, Victor might be in his very last days. Drew wasn't ready to take his place but he knew that when the time comes, he had to be ready. Staying inside of him, Victor decided to give Cameron an extra surprise by releasing his stool into him. "This is what pigs do, and this is what they deserve" Cameron made no response, only that he adjusted himself to give Victor more passage. He couldn't hold the fluid in him the second Victor left, but he didn't care. There was something cathartic the release. John, with little hesitation took Victor's place and was happy to find Cameron still wet and filled with Victor. Cameron's conversion wasn't over yet. John was rougher than Victor. He justified it by telling him that he should've learnt how to take a dick after Victor. John also lasted longer than Victor. His vitality was more vibrant and focused. When John reached climax, he spread Cameron's ass wider to ensure that he takes his seed. "Breeding done right." John remarked, before spitting onto his back. The room was now still and it was only Drew and Luis who remained. By now, Cameron deserved a break but he was still bound onto the chair. Both spectators kept quiet and continued to watch Cameron, analyzing his behaviour from the home made brew. He was still huffing and panting, but slowly snapping back to reality. Eventually, he started to speak for the first time in an hour. "Thank you Luis....for this opportunity. I am forever indebted to you." Luis' only reply was "Don't you thank me. Thank our God for considering your candidature. From now on, you will learn to worship Him and forget the life you've had before. When the time comes, you will finally see what I see." Drew then turned to Luis "So one down, 4 to go, with the grand ritual happening when again?" "June..or August" "Well I guess we gotta get back to work" The lights were shut and Cameron was left in the basement for the rest of the afternoon. Only when he sobered up did he realize Jeff carrying him to the bath room, cleaning him up and tucking him in. It was almost 9 PM, and it was a Saturday. Jeff got out of the house and told himself that after today's events, he better find someone in the next 48 hours. Off to the bar he went, the same bar that Victor and Drew met for the first time. Here's to history repeating itself, messaged Victor to Jeff.

Chapter VI The week went by quick. When we're not fucking, Victor would be working and I would be planning the organization we were forming. By the end of the year, my aim was to grow our pack into 7 qualified devotees. We were very picky with who we chose. It wasn't just about how they looked, but how they thought. Their belief system and also their limitless desire to seek pleasure. We weren't addicts, we behaved well. Since Jeff left, never once did he smoke T til he saw us again. We were disciplined. Only when we fuck do we allow ourselves to let loose in hopes of pleasing our God. Only when we are at the peak of our pleasure can Dionysus see our devotion to Him. And in return we would be rewarded by Him. While I was doing my research into the ritual to understand more of what Bacchanalia was, I discovered that if two novice believers participated in a ritual, the offer would be twice as strong. After telling Victor, I had to find a new willing participant in 3 days. It was essential that the ritual be done under the full moon. Jeff was an outlier. I doubt I would be able to find someone similar to him with the time I had. Should I go to the bath house? Or should I scout at the cruising spots? Alas, I relied on the internet. On BBRT, I posted a Quick Connect Ad. Seeking: Young willing vers who desires to transform their lives. Open to more than poz and pnp. Must be proper & possess strong work ethic. Limited time only. Plenty replied, but few qualified. Some were confused to what was asked, others didn't bother to read and thought it would be a quicky. One message stood out. "Will I submit myself to the one and true God of pleasure?" I clicked on the profile. Name: Luis Age: 24 Height/Weight: 5'9 | 150 lbs Position: Vers Top Bio: Curious Latino who is into calisthenics. Can get piggy with the right person...or group. Yes to pnp and no loads ever refused. #BBBH Status: Neg There were 4 photos. His eyes were sharp and his skin was olive. Defined chin. He was skinny but his muscles were extremely defined. More defined than Jeff's. He had a buzzcut and was clean shaven. Quite cute if I must say. And younger than expected. My reply was brief. "Yes. Be at ___ , 9 PM tonight if you are willing to take a chance" I didn't receive a reply back but I did see that he viewed the message. When I told Victor, he was skeptical but curious as to how Luis knew what we meant. Five minutes past 9 and I hear the door bell. The boy who was standing in front of me was beyond what I had expected. "Hi, it's Luis." His voice was deep, a bit monotonous and his face glowed when he saw me. I welcomed him in and we head to the living room. We sat next to each other and I took out the pipe. With no second thoughts, he took out his own torch and grabbed a new pipe from the box I held. "So, before we start, I have to know, how did you know this was related to the God of Pleasure?" "If it's more than poz and pnp, then there must be something that's beyond what we would consider regular vices, right? It's hard to find people with similar lifestyles that devote themselves to something other than that red horned creature that Abrahamic religions constantly freak out on. You are more ancient. I can tell." "So enlighten me, who is it that we worship?" "Dionysus" Luis had graduated with a Bachelors in Classics and stopped seeing the point in being a proofreader. Documents after documents bored him. The money wasn't bad but if he had to resort to mindless fucking and excess consumption to cope, then he might as well dedicate his life to it. He was very articulate and didn't talk much. He understood that tonight was just a night to get to know one another and he was up to speed with the rituals we planned. If anything, he seemed to know more than I did. He did warn that he is not yet willing but his curiosity might encourage him to do otherwise. "Just so you know, I'm not just in it for the drugs or the fuck, I'm here to reach the peak of pleasure that is promised when we appease Dionysus." I already loved his spirit. Though he did seem a bit strange, there was something attractive about his demeanour that you don't often find. It was mechanical. Only on Saturday would I get to witness how that skinny ass would take my cock.. or Victor's. Before he left, I requested that he test himself to make sure that he is neg as it was absolutely necessary that we share the same strain. The minute he was gone, I received a message of a neg test that was done a few hours before we met. Very efficient.

Chapter IV By now, I was still hairless to please Victor. He was my maker after all and I was reborn after I met him. My nipples now were both pierced and behind my neck, a biohazard symbol tattoo with the date that I found my new faith. The day I tested positive, Victor placed a sling in the middle of his living room and posted a listing advertising me as a "Freshly Pozzed Cumdump in Need of a Recharge". About 24 guys game with most being poz. A lot were in leather and I hold that day to be more important than my birthday. I still remembered getting the last few loads for the night and seeing Victor telling me how much he loves me and how he didn't see his life turning out to be like this. I agreed with him as I too didn't expect myself to be like this. I didn't recognize the old me at all. So repressed and insecure. I was now more confident and bold than most guys my age. I would also gravitate more to old guys since then. There wasn't a load that I wouldn't refuse. I was proud to not just be a cumdump, but the cumdump. Now, every time I'm in public, I relish at the sight of the men who have bred me trying to look away as they hold their wive's hands. If only they knew... Though Jeff was older than me, I can tell he doesn't play around much as I would, even if he looks like he could be an extra in the next Thor movie. Every time I see his blonde locks tied in a bun when he does his deadlifts, I picture myself pulling it as I pound him doggy style with him begging for my load. Patience now, I keep telling myself. I had 5 free sessions with Jeff to which I could then extend with a subscription. Typical offer from a typical business. Jeff was friendly when we met. We hadn't properly introduced ourselves before but shaking his hands and feeling his grip gave me a sense of the kind of guy he is. He was definitely built and arguably bulked. His chest would pop out of his shirt and his legs were definitely sculpted by Michelangelo. His face was typically nordic, with sharp eyes and thin lips and when he smiles, you know it would get the girls swooning. How great it was that this scandinavian sweetheart was gay? During our second session, I finally brought up.. "So..have you screwed any guy around here?" "Not that often...it's only worth it if you're here in the morning though.. someone's always willing to blow you in the sauna. You?" I liked how candid he was. "Nah, I think I'd be too uncomfortable to do it here..." "Once you've tried it you won't regret it ;)" His wink left me with a strange feeling. Our conversation ended there as I had to start a new set. After, as I was changing in the lockers, I spotted Jeff in the shower. With only my towel, I slowly made my way there and through the steam I could fully see how beautiful he was. He noticed me and smiled. Without any hesitation, I approached him and grabbed his cock. Bigger than average. Very thick I thought. He put his arms on my shoulder and I jerked him off. As he was about to come, I kneeled suck the cum out of him, before coming back up and kissing him to which he was first repulsed but gave into. "Never did that before.." "You're right. I don't regret doing this ;)" I immediately left to grab my things and as I got into the car, I see him knocking on my window. He asked me what I was doing after. "Well, I'm planning on getting some groceries but I think it's a bit too late so I might just head somewhere for a bite. Wanna come?" "Yeah, sure. You don't live far from here?" "Bout 10 minutes. There's a burger spot nearby." Jeff hopped in and left his bike. During the ride, we made some small talk and I got to learn more bout this trainer whose thighs could crush a watermelon. He enjoys the fitness lifestyle and would always cycle cross country. Pretty basic stuff. No deviant tendencies so far. "When did you know you were into guys?" I've no shame, might as well be direct. "Prolly a few years ago. I'm kinda new to this thing and I guess the writing was always on the wall every time I see someone cute in those lockers...but what made me really sure was the first time I took it in the ass. What a feeling..." "Right? And you know what the best feeling is right?" "What?" "When they come deep inside of you, as if they're impregnating you. Don't you like that?" "Oh hell yeah... but I rarely get bred tho. Got to be cautious." "That's right. But you've to admit, the feeling is kinda great no? Knowing that you're carrying some guy's cum in you. Nothing compares" "Hah hell yeah.." By now I could spot the hard-on Jeff was trying to hide with his bag. As I reached the burger place close to home, there wasn't any parking and the line at the drive thru was spilling onto the main road. "What bout we just order take out from my place? Are you good with that?" "Yeah sure.." As we were bout to reach home I was wondering why Jeff wanted to hang out. Was he expecting something more or was he just hungry? Once we were in the alley, we made our way to the townhouse I now call home. When Jeff came in, he was taken aback as I was when I was first here. "Damn, you live here alone?" "No, I've a roommate. His family owns the place and I kinda do some favours for him for a good deal." Victor was out of town for an art porn he had to film. It was in Maine and was set in a forrest. I still didn't understand the context of the art he's into but as long as we worship together, that's all that matters. Jeff and I decided on sushi and we ended up in the TV room to wait. Frankly, I don't care what's on the TV but I knew that Jeff was in for a surprise when he reached for the remote. There, on a 72 inch screen was a film of me being railed by a bear that was probably twice my age. I was determined and was squatting on him, in full control. The bear was pretty big and packed a fat dick that lead me to gyrate on it. Jeff didn't even blink an eye. He was engrossed. The minute the bear was asking me if I was going to take his babies and I replied that I would gladly take it, I could see how hard Jeff was. When the bear came and I moaned in the state of lust I was in, the bell rung and food was here. "Crazy stuff right? Hope you don't mind haha food's here." "Yeah, uh kinda hot. Is it ok if I watch this?" "Take as much time as you want. This isn't the only vid there is ;)" I brought the food into the room and by now the next video in queue started to play. This time, it was Victor and a college twink at some resort, probably Palm Spring. It was also one of his first attempts at pozzing someone, but the twink was on prep. Still, the video was excellent. They were fucking missionary style and Victor kept taunting the twink if he's ready for his toxic load. The twink could only muster yes and they both came in unison, with Victor savouring every drop of the twink's cum and rimming his creampied hole after. Jeff was still watching and by now we were almost done eating. We barely spoke and Jeff was unfazed. He wanted to see what was next. All I could do was smirk and asked if him if he smokes. "Cigarettes or Weed?" "Something else.. something better" I brought the pipe and just like Victor, I smoked first and breathed into Jeff. We started to kiss and after about 5-8 hits, Jeff was already starting to be at ease. "Damn, this is amazing...and these videos....do you always make them..?" "It depends...sometimes I forget... some of the best fucks I've had I do regret not filming it tho.." "And that other video, was that guy really toxic? And that twink really wanted it? Shit.. why?" "I dont' know Jeff. Could be acting! Why? Would you be down for poz cum?" I raised my eyebrows as I glanced him. It was apparent how the T was now overtaking him.. "I mean, like you said, nothing feels better than getting bred right? Haha" It's cute how naive Jeff is. He likes getting bred and he knows it feels good but he doesn't wanna embrace it. I got myself closer to him and we made out again. We continued to smoke and watch a few more films. The last film the gangbang I had when I first became poz. By now Jeff started to comprehend that I was poz. We continued to make out and smoked. After the screen turned blank, we realised that it was dark and 4 hours had passed by. That's how time is on Tina. "Shit, it's getting late.." "You want to stay?" "Can I..?" "Yeah, there's a guest room in the basement and we don't have to stop what we're doing.." "But.. you're poz.." "So..?" "Would I get it..?" "Depends on what we do..why don't we just enjoy the moment now?" We smoked more and by now Jeff was sweating like a pig. I suggested him to take his clothes off with only his boxers. Boy was he gorgeous. I on the other hand changed into a robe and we were now watching some other random bareback porn that we couldn't take our eyes off. I started to get a bit bored but I can tell Jeff was still engrossed. The next video played and it was some college dude in a sling getting his ass probed by the coach. Perfect timing.. "You wanna try that?" "Maybe.. looks hot. Didn't know a tight ass like that could handle something that huge.." "Oh you'd be surprised Jeff. I can show you" "You got a sling?" We went upstairs and again, Jeff was taken aback. Did he expect this from me? Probably not.. I told him to relax and to hop on the recently installed sling that was now hanging under the chandelier. It took a while given this god's size but we succeeded in getting him in. His legs were spread, and all Jeff could say was how cool it was and good it felt. "Shall I get the toys?" His face now changed to that of fear. I reassured him that it'll be fine. As I grabbed the toys, I decided to also take some cuffs. With his limbs locked onto the chain, I began rubbing his hole with shards of T that was used on me before and from Jeff's expression, I knew I hit jackpot. Shit shit shit was all he could say. Fingering his ass was amazing. It was tight, obvious that it hadn't been used in a while and his glutes were hard and firm. I couldn't help but to pinch and knead it while I probed him, hearing his moans to tell me to go on. The first dildo that Jeff took was a bit rocky in the beginning, but halfway it smoothly went in to his amazement. "Shit man, this feels so fucking good... what the fuck..." By the 4th dildo, Jeff's hole was officially loose and could be branded as a muscle bitch bottom. His ass ring was dilated and the t lube was oozing out of it. This was the time to propose my offer. "So Jeff, want to feel a real dick in you now?" "Hell yeah man but shit aren't you poz" "Yeah, why? You don't like risks? You already took one when you asked me out earlier" I was hoping that Tina was now working her magic on this finnish jock and that he would take whatever comes. "Yeah, guess that's true..." "And it's not a death sentence Jeff, there's so much options now.. don't you wanna know what it feels like to be in those videos? Being the center of attention?" This got him. "Fuck yeah... those were so hot.." "Don't you wanna be like me? Like us? Be a part of something bigger?" "There's a group? Damn sign me up man" "Of course there is...you get to be one of the first few members. Don't you want that? You can teach others like us to not just take cock but to also work out." I didn't need to convince him any further at this point as the 5th dildo I was holding and turning into him left him speechless. Without any further of due, I stood and placed myself infront of him, robe off, my cock pointing toward his hole, teasing with a bit of precum. We looked at each other and I asked him if he wants this. "What the hell, yeah fuck me man just fill me up already." He was hesitant. I got closer to him, circling my hard cock around his hole and asking him again, "Are you sure you want my poz cum Jeff? You get to be one of those guys you saw and find your true purpose" This time we locked eyes and with full confident, he said "Fuck Drew, breed me with your poz cum and make me part of you. I want and need this." He was now desperate. Perfect. I slid in and his hole was velvet. It acclimatized to my cock comfortably, his ass muscle squeezing and loosening at a decent pace. Every stoke I gave made him yelp and pant. His hair was now untied and I could see how beautiful this man was. The sweat on his face and his blue dilated eyes was the ideal combination of broken innocence and lust. Like Victor, I took my time fucking Jeff. I had to also convince him of Dionysus. But maybe I should wait for Victor as I wasn't well read like him. Pozzing him would be enough for today. With the sling, fucking Jeff nonstop felt effortless. No cramps with him being suspended. A+ for ergonomics. "Aw man, are you gonna cum in me soon? Fuck, don't stop man you're so good.." "Soon? We'll see. I take my time Jeff, just like you take your time when you do your squats... you know how many times I imagine you bouncing on my dick like you do your squats? Fucking you like this is even better cause I get to see your gorgeous kendoll face. Being raunchy definitely suits you.." "Fuck yes.. I thought you were hot too when I first saw you man.... i knew it was meant to be when I saw you on grindr.." We were both now panting, bullets of sweats forming and I wasn't even close yet even if I was stiff as a sequoia. Got to love T. My precum on the other hand was now gushing in Jeff. I was really churning. "You're so fucking beautiful Jeff, I can't wait to breed you and have my seed in you. You want a part of me in you babe?" Jeff looked at me with that puppy eyes look and nodded... "Breed me man, give me your poz seed and make me like one of those guys in those vids." I couldn't hold it any longer. With a few thrusts, I finally released myself into him and flooded his guts good. I must have jolted about 5 times as I couldn't contain my cum any longer. Jeff's ass looked as if he was bred by 4 guys. If this guy doesn't get pozzed, then I must've done something wrong. "Oh fuck man, that feels so good...I feel it... it's so full dude fuck.." I stared at Jeff and smiled before I dived in to kiss him. We embraced and I unlocked his limbs from the sling. We got on the bed and I made him stand on all fours so I could him my cum out of him. "You want to taste some of my cum?" "Fuck yes." I took a big gulp and vacuumed his ass out. He took the cum like a champ and even licked the side of my lips for more. What a fucking slut. You wouldn't think a dude this big would be a muscle bottom bitch. I have to pat myself in the back for achieving this goal. New member obtained. Fucking Victor is going to be ecstatic. Jeff and I spent the rest of the night in bed, fondled a bit and I explained to him what was going to happen next. He took it all in well and was convinced of the plan. "Being a part of something, yeah I could use that. Kinda feel like my life's going no where sometimes. This is good." "It's hot." "Fuck yeah it is.." I then told Jeff to come back soon as I wanted him to meet Victor. We still needed to do a ritual for him and make him see what we see. At dawn, I got horny again and with Jeff's ass was exposed, I bred him once again in his sleep. Right before I was about to come, he woke up and tightened his ass, saying oh fuck and I came in buckets. With Victor in my mind, I thought that this time, he better carry our poz seed.

I love having unprotected bareback sex with random strangers, gets my cock rock hard not knowing anything about the man Im inside. I feel like a real dirty slut and I love it.

Imagine having your Master fry off or crush your balls ❤️❤️❤️

Nelson shifted his weight onto Raymond. The pressure caused him to panic more. “Calm the fuck down. I am going to move my hands and you aren’t going to say anything. And you aren’t going to move a single muscle. Understand?” In need of air and to find a way to expel the smoke in his lungs, Raymond nodded. Nelson moved his hands and shifted his weight off and the duo was briefly covered in a white cloud. Despite being treated like an object, Raymond felt his horniness levels shooting through the roof. Yes, he was a bit panicked and gasping for air, but he also found himself grinding his hips both into the floor beneath him and, in vain, into the man atop him. So many new sensations were bombarding him all at once. He looked up at Nelson who was once again heating the bong. “Remember, I’m in charge.” A nod. A smirk in return. Nelson leaned down once again to shotgun the thick smoke into Raymond’s waiting mouth. Raymond voluntarily lifted his head to meet Nelson’s mouth, but his eyes shifted to the right and left of Nelson, hoping to get a view of the new guest. “Eyes on me, faggot.” Raymond met Nelson’s lips, but instead of moving back, Nelson caressed the back of Raymond’s head and began to kiss him passionately. The white smoke plumed out of the sides of their mouths as Nelson’s tongue ravaged his mouth. Raymond began to buck his hips and grind his ass into the carpeted floor in response. He wasn’t thinking, he was just letting his body react. Nelson moved his hand back to Raymond’s throat. “Open up.” Without even thinking, Raymond opened his mouth and accepted Nelson’s spit. It was forceful and caused him to flinch. Raymond squeezed the throat once more then licked his face. “Swallow, faggot.” Staring directly into his eyes, Raymond swallowed then licked his lips. Nelson shifted his weight off and was quickly off and turned to greet his guest. Raymond attempted to get up but stopped when Nelson turned and moved back toward him. Raymond went limp and remained on the floor. “Damn, you got this bitch trained.” Raymond moved his eyes and caught sight of the guest. He was shorter than Nelson, maybe around 5’9” and looked to weigh about 160lbs. The guest had dark, short curly hair, a clipped and neat beard that was fashionably short and appeared to be of middle eastern descent, but Raymond wasn’t quite sure. “You know it,” Nelson replied and gave his friend a quick fist bump. “He’s a work in progress, but we’ve got all night to break him in.” Raymond wasn’t sure what that meant, but as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it vanished as the guest stood over him, his black boots on either side of his head. The guest looked directly down on Raymond, his head directly above his. His expression was hard to read. He didn’t look either friendly or unwelcoming...tough might have been the best word to describe him. As he was staring down at Raymond he smiled, the guest smiled a wide grin that was disarming. “Open up, sweetie,” was all he said, and Raymond knew what was coming. A slow dribble of spit made its way down a few inches from his mouth before detaching and landing mostly in Raymond’s mouth. He then bent down, used his thick fingers to scoop what had missed Raymond’s mouth and put them in the mouth for Raymond to clean. Raymond greedily sucked on the two fingers while staring into the guest’s eyes. He heard the flick of the torch and the bubbling of the bong. The guest removed his fingers from Raymond’s mouth and met Nelson for a shotgun. “Head back and get things set up, we will be there in a bit," he said as they parted lips. The guest grabbed his backpack and made his way to the back of the apartment. Nelson sat back down on the couch and commanded Raymond to assume his previous position on his knees before him. “That’s my buddy Thomas. Remember how you agreed that I was in charge? Well, he is now too. You treat him how I would want to be treated, or else you’ll have to deal with both of us. Understand?” A nod. “Good job, kiddo. You are catching on. But before you officially get to meet Thomas, you need to be properly introduced to this. Nelson presented a long, thin glass pipe with a bulbous end. “You’re no dummy, I’m sure you know what this is.” “Crystal meth?” “And Bingo was his name-o.” “I’m guessing today was your first time with it,” he asked while flicking the torch and melting the contents. A nod. “Cool," he said with an almost evil grin, no longer looking at Raymond, "Pay attention to what I am doing. I will show you twice and then let you try.” Nelson went through the motions, explained what to do and what not to do and twice filled the surrounding air with the thick white smoke. Raymond, on his knees, looked on intently. A slight sheen of sweat covered his mostly naked body. Nelson handed the pipe to the newbie. “Hit that 4 times. I want to see how much your lungs can hold, you got that, kiddo?” A nod. Raymond took the pipe, hands shaking just a bit. He liked that Nelson had called him boy and kiddo. He wanted to impress him. He flicked the torch, gently rolled the pipe back and forth and began inhaling as soon as the wisps began to form. He inhaled for as long as he could and held it in for a few seconds before exhaling. Through the white clouds Nelson smiled that dick-head smile, sat up just a bit and peeled off his wife-beater and placed the black cap back on his head. Raymond leaned back on his haunches and marveled at the man before him. The corn-fed white boy’s body did not disappoint. Though his flat stomach did not show a cut six-pack, it was a solid slab of flat muscle that was perfect. Atop his flat, muscled stomach, was a mighty set of juicy pecs that flexed and bounced as Raymond took them in. Covering his chest was a tattoo that resembled a scene from a Grecian urn: Six soldiers, three on each side, weapons drawn and advancing on the other. Nelson put his hands behind his head and teased Raymond by flexing his solid biceps. Raymond wanted nothing more than to bury his face in this man’s armpits. “He’s perfect,” Raymond thought. As if reading his mind, Raymond said, “Three more, faggot.” Raymond was brought back to the present and once again went through the routine and filled the air with another large plume of smoke. “Not bad, kiddo, but I think you can do better.” With that, Nelson began rubbing the crotch of his jock strap in an obvious attempt to entice Raymond. He needed no more instruction, and this time pushed his lungs to the limit and filled the space between he and Nelson with a thick wall of smoke. Nelson smile and pulled his growing dick from his straining jock strap. Raymond was transfixed. The cock matched the body. The thickness of Nelson’s cock was mesmerizing. Nelson gobbed a wad of spit on his growing cock and began to stroke. Slowly the mast rose to its full height. It had to be at least 9 inches that flared toward that last ¼ of the way toward the tip. Nelson spread his legs a bit further, jacked his cock and raised one finger, “One more, kiddo,” and winked. Nelson flicked the torch one more time and was determined to make this the biggest cloud yet. The molten, hot liquid was significantly less by this time, so he had to make this one count. Me made eye contact with Nelson and kept it has he began inhaling. Nelson, slowly jacking his now fully erect dick egged the boy on, “Keep sucking on that pipe, faggot. Keep sucking for me. Make me proud.” Raymond’s lungs were on fire but he was on a mission. Finally, he was beyond capacity and held it. “Come closer, Blow that shit all over this dick.” Nelson grabbed the base of his meat and slapped it against the open palm of his left hand. Raymond needed no further instruction. On his knees, he crawled forward, opened his mouth and placed Nelson’s massive dickhead into his mouth and began to exhale. “You can do better than that,” Nelson grabbed a fistful of the kid’s head and forced him down. His teeth grazed the side of his dick, causing him to wince just slightly. He yanked Raymond’s hair up while still keeping his dick in his mouth. “Look at me, mother fucker!” Raymond looked panicked. He knew what he did, but this was by far the biggest cock he had ever seen in real life and pleaded with his eyes. “Watch the fucking teeth!” he said with a small slap to the temple, “I am going to let you off. I need you to work as much spit as you can all over my cock. Understand?” Raymond was released and immediately began hocking up as much spit as he could all over Nelson’s shaft. It was difficult as he was beginning to get cotton mouth, but he worked up enough that Nelson was pleased. Nelson gently lifted Raymond chin with the tips of two of his fingers, “Now, you need to work this dick slowly, at first. But I need to know that you like it. Hard work and a good job, pays off. Got it?” A nod. Once again Raymond opened his mouth and felt Nelson’s dick head fill it pretty quickly. Slowly he worked his mouth up and down, getting the thick slab a bit further down with each try. His hands moved to Nelson’s thighs to steady himself. But unlike last time, no slap came. Raymond looked up and met Nelson’s eyes. “Keep looking at me, kiddo. I want to see your mouth stretched to its limit.” He punctuated the sentence with a thrust upward. Raymond tried to react by moving off, but Raymond held his head tightly in place. “I know this isn’t your first rodeo, slut. Open that goddamned throat.” He growled. His eyes remained locked on Nelson’s, but he calmed himself and began to slowly open his throat, swallowing as much as he could to let his throat massage the thick cock invading him. Nelson moaned in approval, leaned his head back on the couch and let Raymond go to work.

There is nothing that can match a raw dick sliding in and out of your hole raw. Now you have 2 ways to go? Go on PrEP or take your chances.

Had a cum filled Wednesday night at the regular sex club I go to. I posted an ad on BBRTS saying I was offering my cumdump slut ass up for all cocks and loads. I got there at 8pm and changed into a pink assless singlet. I had already prelubed my ass and took a couple hits of poppers. I headed off to the darkroom to bend over and spread my ass open. Didn’t take long for a guy to shove his cock up my willing cunt. He fucked me hard and shot a huge load in my hole. I sucked his cock clean and bent back over to take the next cock. The next guy sunk his cock in balls deep with one thrust. I kept telling him to wreck my hole and he pounded away then said he was filling me with his toxic load! I said fuck yeah, shoot that toxic load in my slut hole, I want it bad! With two loads already in I decided to head down to the first floor darkroom. It wasn’t too crowded yet but I bent over and spread my ass open again. I felt a guy fingering my cum filled hole and he said to suck his finger and then to suck his cock. His cock was rock hard and he said he wanted to fuck me and shoot multiple loads in my cunt. He fucked me for a half hour or more and shot at least 8 loads in my ass. By now my cunt was so loose and sloppy with cum while other guys waited to fuck me. Another four guys took a turn on my ass and pumped more cum in me. So with 14 loads in my cumdump hole I decided to take a break. I snorted almost a full bottle of poppers and headed off to another darkroom at a gay club. Got fucked by 2 more guys there as cum was now leaking out my ass. I so love being a cumdump slut bottom. After all I’m just a piece of ass to be fucked, filled and used 😈🍑☣️!!!