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I followed the men into the barn, where there was the normal mix of farm equipment and supplies that you might expect to find. However, it was the other things in there that really got my attention. A frame was set up with a sling hanging from it, the leather restraints for ankles and wrists being clearly visible. There was a mattress on the floor nearby. Finally, there was a makeshift fuck bench made out of some wooden boxes with some cushions that had been stuck on somehow. Clearly I was going to be fucked in various positions this evening. “Get naked” Tucker barked at me. I hurriedly obeyed, taking a quick hit of poppers from the bottle in my pocket before stripping out of my shoes, underwear and suit. I placed my clothes onto a wooden chair sitting by the entrance, hoping it wouldn’t all get too dirty, and then turned back to face the men as naked as the day I was born. I was immediately regretting not having anything on my feet given how rough the floor was, but guessed from the way the barn was laid out that I was probably not going to be on my feet a great deal. “Nice” cooed Grayson. “Bit of prime teenage meat we’ve got here.” “He won’t be prime for long” said Tucker to his brother, before turning to me. “Get up in that sling and assume the position boy.” I complied, moving over to the sling and hoisting myself into it. I held my legs up as the brothers took an ankle each and wrapped thick leather restraints round them, before they moved on to hold up my arms and do the same to my wrists. Once I was restrained I shuffled my body down a bit to poke my ass off the edge of the leather sling, knowing what to do despite never having been in one of these contraptions. “Right, that should do for them I reckon” said Tucker. “Them?” I asked, my voice wavering a bit. “Guests” he gruffly replied, before pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialling a number. He waited a moment, then simply said “he’s ready” to whoever answered before he hung up. “Guests?” I asked again, but received no reply. Just a minute or so later, a man appeared at the entrance to the barn, and when he walked closer and into the light I gasped. “You know my nephew Parker” said Tucker, with a bit of an evil grin on his face. Parker Baynes. He had been a year ahead of me at High School, but got held back after failing to graduate. He had been the alpha in his year, and made it clear he did not like there being someone else around, namely me, who now occupied that role. No longer the quarterback, no longer the stud, he had clearly had it in for me throughout the year but had never done much about it. “Hey slut” said Parker, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “Uncle Pete’s been telling me all about you.” I must have looked panicked, as they all started laughing at me. “Thought I’d get me some of your slutty ass before my uncles ruin you” he said. “Also thought it would be rude if I didn’t share, so I invited some friends.” At that moment a load more shapes appeared in the entrance to the barn, and as they walked forward I let out a muffled yelp. “Captain” said Brian Crowe, our school team’s middle linebacker. He was at the front of the pack, which was made up entirely of a group of my teammates. Fucking, fucking hell. “‘Bout time you got taken down” said Dalton Wecker. “Shame you’re actually going to enjoy it, from what Parker told us anyway.” OK, so maybe there was a fantasy element to this for me, but I was too freaked by my forced, naked, prone outing to these guys to be able to go there mentally. Furthermore, any of the fun I had fantasised it being was destroyed when Parker jammed two fingers into my hole and forced them inside. Yeah, I had a bit of lube up there, and yeah, I had taken a hit of poppers before removing my clothes, but it still fucking hurt. Worse still, he only loosened me a little bit before ripping his fingers away, undoing his pants, freeing his erect cock and then ramming it into me in one go. I could not withhold a scream at the pain, which made everyone laugh at my misfortune. My teammates all fucked and bred me twice, and while I got used to it eventually and the pain went away, it was still so humiliating to be used by these guys without it being on my terms. What made it worse is that I thought most of them were my friends, when in fact they all seemed to hold a grudge against me and relished the opportunity to get their own back for whatever it was they thought I had done to them. They were all brutal as hell in their fucking of my ass, some of them spitting on me and one of them taking a piss on my head at one point. Eventually they were spent, and after shouting some more obscenities at me they left. Well, all except Parker. After waving them off he turned back to me with an evil look on his face. He lit up another cigarette, and then stepped up to insert himself in me for a third time. This time, however, he didn’t start hammering away, but instead leant forward over me. He then looked up at his uncles and winked, and to my absolute shock Grayson went round behind him. From my position I could not see what was happening, but I still knew from the slightly pained expression on Parker’s face. Grayson was penetrating his nephew. Parker had his head down and was puffing repeatedly on the cigarette between his lips as he adjusted, causing ash to fall on my stomach, but eventually he looked back up at me with a grin. “That’s right slut” Parker said to me, “you thought you had to wait for my uncles, but you’ve actually been getting poz loads from me already tonight.” I was too stunned to speak, so Tucker spoke up. “Pozzed him up at Christmas” he said. “Nephew here got caught bending over for one of the farm hands, so I took over his training.” Parker winked at me, then his face changed a little as Grayson started to slowly fuck him. This meant Parker started to passively fuck me too, gearing himself up to deliver my third poz load of the night. Eventually he got a bit more aggressive, taking over control of the motion as he slammed forward into me and backwards onto his uncle’s cock. The stimulation pushed him over the edge pretty quickly despite the two loads he’d already blown that night, and he soon thrust into me one final time before holding himself in place and yelling out as he pumped another toxic load into my well-used guts. No sooner had he calmed down and slid out of me than Grayson stepped up and rammed into me. He was already well on his way towards orgasm after using his nephew’s muscled ass, so it was a powerful, brutal fuck from the outset. He too soon blew his toxic load into me, and then slid out while panting heavily. Only then did Tucker step up. “You’re probably already infected” he said, grinning at me, “but now I’m going to make sure. Time for you to take my AIDS cock without any of those nasty PrEP pills getting in the way.” With that, he slid into me and began to fuck, being less frenetic than everyone else had been, but thrusting deeper and with more intent than any of the other guys. I could not help but groan with every thrust in, and also whenever he pulled out completely and slammed himself back in. He had stamina, that much I could tell, and I knew it was going to be a long night… [to be continued]

He told me had wired cameras in my room and could see me fingering the cum in hole and licking my fingers and that he’d recorded my last couple of hours. He told me to clean the cum off my hole and put on the jock shorts and tshirt that he’d without my noticing stuck inside my door. I did as I was told he told me finger a shard into my hole and take a couple big bong blasts I did. Then he ordered me to drink the Gatorade laced with g t and viagra. I did he told me to put my supplies in the book bag along with my iPads and charger put on some sunglasses and come get in his suv. I did. I was so high and so hard I couldn’t help rubbing my hard leaking 8incher and dying to suck fuck get bred just be a charmed up ball burning faggot slut. I saw Ricky in the suv the back door opened and a young jockstrap only clad stud around my age ordered me to hand him my bag and then take shirt and shorts off and give them to him. I was a bit skeptical it was broad daylight but I did he ordered me to bend over spread my cheeks show the world my slutty Fagg fuck hole then he said 2 fingers in it and said give me the 2 you want in there. He squirted some lube with Tina in it on my fingers and ordered me to sit on curb legs in the air finger blast my burning hole. I did. I was getting car honks cussed at called faggot you name this was a busy street this dump hotel was on and it was Saturday afternoon. The dude said ass to mouth bitch I did then ordered me into the suv before the cops came. As soon as I got in he through Down there were no seats in the back and the windows I thought were black, and he started making out with me. I sucked him and ate some cum from his dripping hole. He told me to close my eyes and give him my arm, he then tied something around it and I felt him fondling my arm. He said ooooh a virgin look at those veins. In my naivety I still had no idea what he was doing and barked hold still big stick don’t move and I felt the poke then the plunger push. He snickered .4 and pulled the tie ohhhhh the heat the cough the burning faggot heat In my crock and fuck hole. He said well and started begging for his cock while jerking and fingering myself. He said open your eyes. I did to a video cam and him shoving a shard in hole and telling me this live to world now beg for what you want. I sat up and sternly said I want white cock in my mouth and in my ass back and for I am ass to mouth slut begging for to be used by white men. How does it feel to know we sent a link to this to everybody in phone contact list mom dad girlfriend preacher freinds everybody. I pulled my fingers out of my hole and licked them and said ass to mouth cum slut he said that a boy. Now get over here and bounce on my faggot dick slut. It was about 10 inches a leaking like hell I dropped my primed hole straight down on that beautiful pink veiny monster and buried to hilt in my fuck hole. I bounced on that amazing specimen of white pink penis with fury of motor cross star super star Jeremy McGrath riding his 250 dirt bike for a championship race win. I hoped off all at once sucked that glistening rod of gayness covered in precum Tina laced lube and cum from my slut hole and my own natural fag hole lube. I gagged on it hard and he shoved my head down harder I couldn’t suck it fast enough or hard enough it tasted like pure unadulterated faggot sex and I loved it. He put my phone to my ear and I could here my now exgirlfriend cussing me a calling me names I looked at the phone it was a video call and gagged harder on this strangers fucking awesome cock she hung up. The dude I was blowing said now boy you are ours you stay just like this till we tire of you and sell you off, now pull those legs up over that head so I can breed you and fill you full of what I want you to beg for. I scream cum cum in my fucking hole I need your cum. He slammed it home and pounded me senseless as I hit some poppers. I started spontaneously cumming all over my chest and face and he was scooping it up feeding it to me and himself then spitting in my mouth as pounded me harder harder till he squealed releasing shot after shot of what I burned for man cum deep into my hole he leaned down and we made out, he said I want to hear you beg to suck the cock that just filled your hole full of cum clean. I begged and pleaded whimpering for him to let me please suck it clean and man did I. Wow he said your amazing I was scooping his spoofed out of my hole and eating it mmm Mmm M Mmm I told me to rim him And he sat on my face while blowing me. He hopped up and impaled himself on my slick rod like Ty Murray would a raging bull in the PBR RODEO CHAMPIONSHIPS. HE hopped off and sucked me some then laid on his back begging to get bred. I obliged him and fucked him full of cum. He sucked me clean and switched into 69 analingus feltching frenzy for forever. When finally Ricky said clothes on faggots we are here. To be continued

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Churned loads at the end of a gangbang

Sitting at home I was pretty bored one evening and being a horny 24 year old I decided to hit the gay chat rooms to see what was about. I flitted around from room to room, now I didn't actively engage in bareback sex but I had dabbled once or twice with guys I knew, I clicked on the barebacksex room and looked at the profiles of the men. One in particular struck me 'BigChris', as his profile opened I had a good look through. He was 36, six feet 10 inches, rugby build, extra large uncut, bareback only. The pictures posted of him in jeans with his cock hanging out and unmistakable tattoos on his arms gave me an immediate erection. At only five feet seven inches with average build, brown cropped hair, and okay looking I thought to myself he is way out of my league. Anyway I opened a chat window and sent a message "Great profile." then closed the window and continued browsing. He was also stated at being in east London and I was south east so quite a journey to get from one side to the other, believing that would that. No more that a couple of minutes had passed when window opened from BigChris. Him: "Thanks, what are you into?" Me: "Hi, usual stuff, kissing, sucking and fucking. And you?" Him: "Kissing, fucking, top only, never bottom." Me: "Do you only go bareback?" Him: "Yup, I plough and plant." Me: "Okay, interesting but I am neg." Him: "Poz here and I don't pull out for no one." Me: "That's pretty hot, but probably not for me, but thank you." Him: "Always happy to plant my seed in you if you change your mind. Bye" My cock felt like it was going to explode as I sat in the chair looking at our chat window and jacked off furiously until I shot my load. Well that was exhausting I thought to myself and headed off to bed. I had never considered myself a chaser of poz seed but it got me so aroused thinking about it. Around six months later I decided to flat share with a mate and we got a place just outside Greenwich in south east London. A few weeks after moving in I went on-line and updated my profile location, I then started to check out the local talent around this area. About 5 minutes in a chat window opened from BigChris, I was shocked that he even remembered me and our conversation. Him: "Hello, how are you?" Me: "Hi, I am good thanks, how are you?" Him: "Good. I see you moved to near Greenwich." Me: "Yes, about 10 minute walk away." Him: "Great, I am in Greenwich, would still love to meet you." Me: "I could do daytime at the weekend." Him: "No, I like late evening meets, I only like to cum once a day that way I make sure theres plenty of seed to plant." Me: "You tease, lol" Him: "Come over tonight." Me: "Okay, but let's see how we get on before anything happens." Against my better judgment I had just agreed to meet a poz guy with the possibility of engaging in bareback sex. But lust had taken over and I headed off and found myself walking towards his block of flats. Standing outside the door I contemplated if I should really do this, but my hand had already knocked on the door and I stood waiting. The door opened and and there he stood tall and well built his body almost completely framing the door way as he invited me in. I crossed over the threshold, he had a t-shirt and boxers on and I could see what lay beneath the fabric. We made small talk and sat on the sofa, he arm went around my neck pulling me in towards him as he kissed me tenderly on the mouth. I placed my hand under his t-shirt and stroked his chest, his mouth opened forcing mine to open in unison as his tongue sought mine. We kissed for several minutes then his hand began pushing my head down towards his crotch, my face buried I could feel the stirring to life of his cock. I moved his boxers down to reveal a beautifully formed long thick cock and ample balls, I took the cock in my mouth and began teasing the foreskin as he moaned, leaning his head back against the sofa. Slowly taking more of his shaft into my mouth, I made it a point to apply enough pressure to pull the foreskin back revealing the head. My tongue and lips caressed, licked and sucked gently at the steadily hardening shaft. Pulling himself and me to our feet, he took my head into his massive hands, kissed, and guided me towards the bedroom. His body and power was overwhelming as he stripped me naked and pushed me on to the bed. In no time he removed what clothes he had on and was laying next to me. His face was over mine as he kissed me deeper and with more urgency. I felt my legs wriggling with arousal, my toes curled, and my cock was at boiling point. Through his seemingly endless kisses, my mouth was beginning to fill with his saliva as his free hand was playing with my ass making circling motions around my hole. I let out sigh after sigh at the intense pleasure I was feeling. Slowly he knelt up and flipped me on to my stomach then pulled me up on all fours. I felt him move around behind me. I hear a click and felt a cooling gel being liberally applied to my hole. I gasped and waited holding my breath. Slowly I felt the head of his cock nudging away at my hole very gently. A moan of delight escaped my lips as I felt my ass opening as he pushed his cock in my ass. There was certainly pain, but there was also excitement and comfort from the sensation of his beautiful cock head being buried in my ass. His hands clasped like vices around my hips as he began the long journey of pushing his shaft in, all the way to his balls. It seemed to take an age and every inch caused my head to snap back and moan, my legs shuddered with every stroke that filled my ass. It was beginning to feel uncomfortable, he wriggled his hips and gave one last push and I yelped in pain and felt his balls tapping at my ass. He stayed there for a moment and began slow deep thrusts hardly take his cock out but making sure I felt that he was fully inside my body. He leaned over the top of me and placed his arms either side of mine, still balls deep in me he began to slowly grind his hips against my ass. The sensation was incredible. Involuntarily I shouted "Oh fuck!" Whispering in my ear, he reminded me "I'm gonna plough you and plant my poz seed deep inside, there is no going back now." Reality snapped back and I decided this was not such a good thing. As I opened my mouth to speak his left arm disappeared from view as I felt it tighten around my waist locking me in to position. He laughed as he sensed I had second thoughts and said "A little security to make sure you don't try to slide off when I start planting my seed." His thrusts began to get harder and faster, my moaning and gasping aroused him even more. My body was immobilised and I knew I would not be escaping this. I began to relax and started enjoying the fucking my ass was getting, urging him to go harder. Suddenly he grunted, his hips locked up tight against me. His cock gave an almighty pulse as I felt the warm liquid shoot in to my ass "Fuck" I screamed, another pulse of liquid planting deep inside me. I was in heaven as he continued releasing seed and planting it deep. As he relaxed he collapsed on top of me pinning my body on the bed, I pulled my ass cheeks wider and he gladly obliged and pushed his cock in even further. His cock still buried inside he rolled me on to my side with the arm that had held me in position, pulling me close up to him, his other arm went across my chest. It was obvious I was not going anywhere soon, so I relaxed and fell asleep. We woke in the morning still in the same position and I felt his cock was still where he left it. He kissed me on the neck as he slowly extracted his cock from my ass. I was still in a little shock at how much of a slut I had been. Still, I rose and dressed as I need to head home, shower and get to work. As he opened the door he commented "We will be doing this again."

For what felt like an hour, Dale sat on the futon, holding his nephew in a strong, warm embrace. Their naked bodies radiated heat to each other. Dale sampled a healthy portion of his nephew's cum before retrieving clean towels from a nearby shelf. He helped his nephew clean up. "It's late. You should probably have been home some time ago, bud," Dale said. "Yeah. I should get dressed," Brock dressed quickly as his uncle watched. Traces of lust still danced behind his uncle's eyes. After Brock pulled his shirt on, Dale handed him the same card Brock had seen thrown at Zeke in the video. On the back he'd handwritten a phone number. "If the virus takes, you're going to get pretty sick. Call or text me. Seriously," Dale said. It didn't really come across as a request. And then he kissed his nephew on the forehead and walked him back past the heavy black curtain to his office. The disheveled man Brock had seen head back to the booths shortly after he'd arrived was sitting in front of the desk. He looked worse for the wear with some fresh bruises coming through on his face and a split lip oozing dark red blood. One eye was swollen almost completely closed. The cashier sat on the corner of the desk next to the man, looking quite menacing with some fresh abrasions on his knuckles and an ice pack pressed to his jaw. Brock's uncle quickly took stock of the situation. "You'll have to see yourself out, Brock. This demands my immediate attention," Dale said in a suddenly serious, no-nonsense tone. Brock left his uncle and the two other men behind in the office and stepped back out into the store, nearly running into the man from the front row of the basement. He was headed for the door. All the effort of the night finally caught up with Brock and he felt very suddenly weary. He followed after the man, trying not to seem like he was pursuing him. As Brock stepped out of the store into the pitch dark September night, he saw the man getting into a Volvo parked on the curb. There was a single bumper sticker. It read "Park Village Thunder." Brock's heart leaped into his throat as he quickly crossed the parking lot to his own car and got in. He threw his hat on top of his letter jacket. His Park Village High School letter jacket, with the Thunder logo embroidered on the chest. ---------- The next three weeks felt like the longest weeks to ever fly by. Not a single day passed without some thought about that night at the Block. Some days it was a nagging half thought in the back of his mind. Some days he milked four loads from his dick before lunch thinking about everything that happened. On only two occasions had he really reflected on his decision willingly expose himself to HIV. He had concluded that he had no regrets and that if his uncle uncle's viral juices didn't convert him, he would try again after a month. On October 3rd, Brock knew his uncle had been successful. He woke feeling like he'd been hit by a truck. He had a fever and chills, he felt weak and had no appetite. His mom called him out of school before she headed off to work. As soon as Brock was confident she was gone, he texted his uncle "Woke up feeling like hell. Pretty sure you did itheb rnfhshsjfk dhdh h .?" An hour later, Dale was using a credit card to let himself into his nephew's house. He found Brock passed out in his bed. His phone had more gibberish typed into an unsent message. He was sweaty, but sleeping peacefully. Dale took the time to arrange him a bit more comfortably. Then he set about putting together some bland food for when his nephew woke. Then he crawled in bed behind him and held him until he started to stir. Brock would wake, have a bit of the food prepared for him and alternate sleeping and spooning his uncle until about an hour before his mom would get home. This continued for four more days. On day 5 of his conversion, Brock woke with his uncle's arms around him and a wrought iron beam between his legs. He was painfully hard. The virus had woken something slumbering deep within him. Without a word, he maneuvered himself between his uncle's legs and pushed Dale's feet back toward his head. Dale woke from his own dozing to the squelch of his nephew's precum in his hole as Brock was beginning to work his cock in. Dale gave no resistance. In fact, he seemed as though this was exactly what he was waiting for. Brock fucked Dale slowly, weak from his illness and hazy from the steady doses of poppers he and his uncle were using. When Brock was too weak, Dale would trade him places and ride him. Slowly milking his next load. In total, Brock filled his uncle with seven loads over 6 hours. Brock wasn't sure if these were his last negative loads or his first charged ones. They were probably both. All he knew was the little voice from the back of his mind that they must be inside someone. That all of his future loads must be inside someone. As Dale was getting ready to leave, he hugged his nephew and handed him A folded slip of paper. "Meet me here. Next Saturday afternoon," he said. He kissed his nephew once more on the forehead and left.

Part 5 Jake looked up and was completely blown away by what he saw. He opened his mouth several times to say something and then closed it. Mike continued to hold onto Justin while I just watched this little family drama play out. That was hard for me to do because I was more spun than ever. I desperately needed more cock in my hole. But suddenly this wasn’t about me, despite being the paid whore for the evening. “DAD!? What the…..what the actual fuck!?” Justin walked over to the bed and touched his son’s hair, and face. “Yeah, son I’ve known I was into men for a long time. Don’t worry, your Mom knows. She’s got a hall pass to fuck other people too, and she does. We’re both complete sluts. Just not together.” Jake couldn’t get his jaw off the floor. Apparently this was an entire family of sluts. I could see that this would take a while for Jake to process, but Justin kept going. “Turns out that Mike here met your little friend Adam on the apps and couldn’t resist sharing him with me when I came to Chicago. Lucky me that two hot young guys found each other on Grindr and it turned out both of them was a dirty little cumdump.” Jake blushed when his father said this, so Justin got on the bed and leaned down to deeply kiss his son. When he pulled away, Jake said “Oh Dad. As many times as I jerked off thinking about Uncle Mike, I jerked off way more thinking about you. Just seeing you by a pool in a speedo, proud of your cock and your thick hairy body. I loved how women and men would both look at you and want you. I would just think ‘that’s my Dad, he’s so fucking hot,’ and then I’d go in the bathroom and furiously beat my cock until I shot a load of cum, wishing I could touch your dick.” “You can touch my dick, son. Right here, right now. It’s yours, any way you want it.” Jake kissed his father again and Mike and I watched them make out for a minute or two until they came up for air. Jake also reached over and wrapped his hand around his Dad’s cock, moaning as he did so. “It’s so fucking thick.” Jake’s cock was rock hard. I desperately wanted it in my hole, but I didn’t want to break the mood. Finally father and son broke their make out session and Justin said “I want you to fuck me, son. Hard. I want you to rape me and breed me.” Jake’s face lit up and he said “FUCK yeah, Dad! But only on one condition. That you fuck me just as hard right after. I’ve wanted your cock since I knew what cocks were for, and I can’t wait to have it in my ass.” I couldn’t wait to see the show, so I scooted over and took Mike’s fat uncut cock in my mouth again, to get It hard so he could fuck me again. Jake and Justin continued to make out while I blew Mike and he occasionally leaned over to give one of them another shotgun from the bong or join in their daddy/son kiss. After a couple minutes, he said “OK, Adam, time for another breeding. I’m not gonna waste this next load in your mouth. It needs to be in your boy cunt.” I looked up at Mike and grinned. “Yes, sir!” Then I looked over at Jake and said “when you’re done fucking your Dad, will you fuck your little bro too?” Jake laughed and got a big smile on his face. “Fuck yeah, dude. I can cum a bunch of times! When Dad’s fucking my cunt, I’ll fuck yours, and Mike can be the director.” We all laughed, and I turned around and wiggled my furry ass at Mike. He slowly pulled the buttplug out of my ass, handing me the plug to lick off the his and his brother’s cum stuck to it, then I sat on Mike’s fat cock, sliding it all the way up my cunt. I could feel the burn again so I knew he’d given me another booty bump under his foreskin, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was cock and cum. I felt like a completely depraved whore. Because I was one. I laid down on his furry chest and kissed him hard while he slowly pumped his cock in and out of my hole. I had my eyes closed, but he tapped me, and nudged me to look at Justin and Jake. Mike pulled me down onto his chest with his throbbing cock all the way up my ass while we watched the main event. They were in a trance, completely ignoring us, only focused on each other. Justin laid on his back and Jake slipped another shard under his foreskin, then squirted some lube on his massive cock, lifted his Dad’s hairy legs over his shoulders, and quickly slid his cock all the way home inside Justin’s hole. Justin gasped and winced a bit. Even with the T he was feeling the quick entry of the cock into his hole. Both of them were non-stop moaning and Jake whispered “fuck, Dad, that feels so fucking amazing. I love you so much! I’ve dreamed about doing this since I could get my dick hard.” Justin grabbed onto the back of Jake’s neck and kissed him long and deep. When they finally came up for air, he said “OK, now. Prove to me you’re a man. Fuck your dad like the dirty tweaked out cumdump faggot whore he is.” Then Justin slapped Jake across the face, and Jake immediately returned the favor and spit in Justin’s face. “You want me to fuck you, Fag Daddy? Is that what you want? You sure you can handle my big fat jock boy cock. I mean, you did make it after all.” Justin spat right back in Jake’s face and said “rape my fucking cunt. Tear it up and dump your thick load in my hole. Turn me into a nasty gaping pig.” Jake grinned and said “With pleasure old man. I’m gonna breed you with so many loads of my jizz you’re gonna have it coming out of your fucking nose.” Then he spit on Justin’s face again. Justin laughed and said, “bring it on son. I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life. I want you to keep fucking me until we can’t move.” Jake started in on Justin’s hole with his cock that easily matched Justin’s for length and girth. Both of them had foreskins that still covered part of the head when they were fully hard and Jake’s cock looked incredibly hot pounding Justin’s hole over and over again while they made out, completely ignoring us, even though we were just two feet away on the bed, with Mike’s fat piece still shoved all the way up my ass, slowly humping me while we watched the live incest porn going on right next to us. Mike grabbed my chin and pulled me down, kissing me hard. He whispered “you did good, kid. Now you deserve a reward. Let me pound that big furry boy cunt of yours and give you your third load of the evening.” I just moaned and said “fuck yeah, daddy! Give me your cock. My hole is so fucking hungry right now.” All four of us continued to pound away, completely oblivious of anything else in the world. I was riding Mike’s cock when I happened to glance around the room and notice a slip of paper slid under the door. I ignored it, thinking it was some hotel bullshit. Little did I know it was the next step in our adventure.

Caleb lifted his gaze and looked directly into Mr. Sanchez's eyes. "Yes, it is big." Mr. Sanchez paused as he held Caleb's gaze. "When it gets big like this, Caleb, it hurts. You don't want me in pain, do you?" Caleb paused and glanced back down again, partly out of nervousness but also out of curiosity. "No, sir." "Feel how hard it is. Go on." Caleb extended his hand tentatively, hoping he hadn't misunderstood what his teacher was asking of him. "Feel how hard it is," Mr. Sanchez repeated. Caleb let his fingers come into contact with Mr. Sanchez's stiff cock shaft. To Caleb's surprise, Mr. Sanchez's shaft felt even harder than it looked. "Unless you can help me fix this, Caleb, I'm going to have to let Principal Lenox know about what I saw you doing in the bathroom stall." Caleb's stomach vaulted into his throat. How he wished he had never installed those damn apps. He had been so excited to download them now that he was finally eighteen. How he had counted the months in anticipation. How could he have forgotten to put his phone on silent before getting to class this morning? "I'll tell you what. If you help me get rid of this pain you've caused, I'll let you off with a warning. I'd really hate to see you not graduate on time after all the hard work you've done. But you're going to have to work even harder right now to show me you're serious about making up for what you've done." Leaving his fingers on Mr. Sanchez's engorged member, Caleb looked back up. "I really didn't mean to hurt you, sir." "Alright, Caleb." With that, Mr. Sanchez wrapped one hand around Caleb's and made Caleb fully grip the teacher's cock firmly. Guiding the teen's hand up and down at the base of his cockhead, Mr. Sanchez focused on how the teen's grip gently tugged and rolled his foreskin over the tip of his large mushroom head. "So, Caleb, if you're going to help me while we're doing this, I'm going to need you to tell me the truth about a few things." "Yes, sir," Caleb replied as he continued stroking Mr. Sanchez. "What were you doing on that app in the boy's bathroom?" "Answering messages," Caleb answered without taking his eyes off his teacher's cock. "Messages from whom?" "Some guys." "Oh, some guys, huh? And what were these guys saying to you?" A drop of precum emerged from Mr. Sanchez's cockslit as he continued guiding his student's hand up and down his dick. "Mostly how they wanted to meet up." "Meet up for what? To do what? Be specific, Caleb." Mr. Sanchez enclosed his hand more tightly around Caleb's, increasing the pressure from the teen's grip around the teacher's precum-leaking dick. Caleb paused before replying, "For sex." Mr. Sanchez confirmed his understanding with an "mhmm." A big drop of precum dripped from the teacher's cock onto Caleb's forearm. "Remind me how old you are, Caleb." "I just turned eighteen." "I'm going to need to unlock your phone, Caleb." "I don't know if that's a good idea, sir." "Is that so? Well, it's not a request. Would you rather I call the Principal in here so you can show him whatever it is you don't want to show me?" Caleb wondered for a moment how Principal Lenox would react to seeing Mr. Sanchez's hard cock being stroked by a student. "No, sir." "I didn't think so." With his one free hand, Mr. Sanchez reached behind himself, grabbed Caleb's phone from the top of a filing cabinet, and held the screen in front of Caleb's face to unlock it. Caleb's teacher fiddled with the phone for a few minutes while never even so much as slowing the forced handjob. Caleb's heart raced inside his chest. A much thicker glob of precum leaked from Mr. Sanchez's manhood onto Caleb's forearm as Mr. Sanchez continued scrolling and swiping. "Keep stroking me," Mr. Sanchez stated without looking up. Caleb felt his teacher's hand release Caleb's as Caleb took over stroking his teacher. Mr. Sanchez began manipulating the phone with both hands. After several screenshot sounds and then a bunch of typing, Caleb listened to his teacher sending off several messages, some clearly inside the hookup apps. Others sounded like text messages. Caleb trembled as he wondered what was going on but didn't dare ask. He gripped his teacher's cock with more vigor than before in an effort to appease Mr. Sanchez, or at the very least to distract him. Another glop of precum escaped Mr. Sanchez's foreskin and oozed onto Caleb's hand. Caleb couldn't help but admire how productive Mr. Sanchez's balls had been during this disciplinary encounter. The smell of his teacher's precum roused Caleb's cock from the grip of nervousness. The teen's dick awakened to the seductive odor of this older man's pre-ejaculate. Mr. Sanchez returned the phone to its former position atop the filing cabinet. The teacher swatted his student's hand away from its manual seduction and without a word spun Caleb around to face the opposite wall. Caleb felt Mr. Sanchez's hands confidently yank the teen's pants to the floor, exposing his naked lower half. "Not even underwear, Caleb?", Mr. Sanchez asked without surprise as he swirled one finger in the overflowing precum dripping from his foreskin. "Don't know how I missed that detail in the bathroom." Caleb felt the wetness of his teacher's finger massaging the outside of the teen's warm, tight hole. "Caleb, I have to say, you're even nastier than I first thought when I saw that party listing of yours before school this morning." Caleb stayed quiet while Mr. Sanchez fingered precum into his student's compliant hole. "Bend over and spread your cheeks." Caleb obliged. "There are some really disgusting men you're talking to on those apps. Do you know that?" "Disgusting, Mr. Sanchez?" Caleb felt the wet tip of Mr. Sanchez's uncut cock pressing at the entrance to the teen's hole. "Of course you wouldn't know. How could you when you haven't even asked any of them a single question?" "No, sir." Mr. Sanchez slowly pressed the tip of his cock just inside the opening to Caleb's rectum. Caleb winced. "I see you haven't even bothered to ask even one of them to show you their face, have you?" Again, Caleb was silent, hoping the question was rhetorical. Mr. Sanchez spat on his cock and pressed further into his student's velvety insides. Caleb moaned. "Too bad you put me in this position, Caleb." "I'm sorry, Mr. Sanchez," Caleb replied as his teacher slowly pressed his engorged cock deeper into his student. "You're mistaken if you think those men you've been chatting with were going to rubber up, you little slut. Besides, I thought you said you wanted to help me get rid of the pain you caused my dick." "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." "I'd rather your insides do the apologizing, boy." Caleb felt Mr. Sanchez press his meaty raw cock further into the teen's warm rectum. "In any case, you're going to need lots of help opening this tight hole of yours up if you want to be servicing all these [banned word] you've been talking to online." Caleb gasped in pain as Mr. Sanchez pressed his raw cock fully into his student. "If I catch you jacking off in the school bathroom again with those apps popping off like that for everyone to hear, I don't think I'm even going to bother bringing you here into the privacy of my office. You understand me, boy?" Mr. Sanchez began easing his spit-lubed raw dick back and forth inside Caleb. "Yes, sir." Caleb started imagining what Mr. Sanchez would make him do in the boy's bathroom but his focus was soon stolen by the intense pressure of Mr. Sanchez's surging meat pressing painfully into the walls of his tight hole. "If you're not careful, Caleb, everyone at St. Denis High is going to end up knowing what a nasty little slut you are. Is that what you want?" Mr. Sanchez continued grinding his meat into his student, picking up pace. Something in Caleb stirred, and it wasn't just from the raw dick assaulting his insides: it was the thought of everyone knowing what he really desired, his secret lust for every human adult walking around with a cock between their legs. Caleb's teen dick swelled as his teacher started pounding harder. Just then Caleb heard Mr. Sanchez snapping a pic behind him and then the sound of a message being sent. "You know, Caleb, many of us here at St. Denis already know what you've been up to online. Mr. Martin for one has been talking about the pictures you've been sending him for weeks." Mr. Martin, the janitor?, Caleb wondered. There was no way to be sure who all the men he had been messaging were since Caleb didn't ever ask to see their faces. Mr. Sanchez could feel the orgasm that was swiftly approaching. "You ready to take my load, slut?" "Yes, sir!" Caleb's hard-on had lent him a new-found enthusiasm as he finally began to appreciate the favor Mr. Sanchez was doing for him. Mr. Sanchez began dick-slamming the teen's hole with such force that surely the sound of the ass pounding could be heard in the hallway outside. Just then Caleb felt Mr. Sanchez shudder powerfully as he groaned, releasing the full force of his semen into Caleb's soft insides. Caleb had never felt a raw dick cumming so forcefully before. The pressure of the cum squirting deep into his guts made him yearn for more. The pounding having stopped but with Mr. Sanchez's softening manhood still lodged inside Caleb, the teacher spoke, "You're keeping my load inside you all day, you understand? At lunch time, I want you back in here in my office. I'm going to check to make sure you've done exactly as you're told. Don't think your punishment is over. You've still got a lot of making up to do." "Yes, Mr. Sanchez." Mr. Sanchez let his softening dick slowly deflate inside his student. * * *

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Matt at the Bar, Part 2 The drag show is ending as Matt sits down. Paul is flirting with a couple of the guys at the table when Matt sits down. He reaches over to rub Matt’s leg as a friendly gesture. Matt smiles at Paul and the guys. The bouncer Matt knows comes by to clean off the empty glasses on the table. The bouncer leans in and asks Matt to come to the bar with him as he drops off the glasses. Bouncer turns to Matt at the bar and says, “Hey one of the folks who works here saw you leave the bathroom with a guy we know does coke. We asked him not to do it here. I just gotta ask, were you in the bathroom with that guy and did you do drugs with him tonight?” Matt is a bit surprised; not that John would do coke, but that he is being asked if he did coke in the bar tonight. Matt honestly answers, “Yes, we were in the bathroom together. But he was fucking me in there. We didn’t do drugs.” The bouncer rolls his eyes, chuckles, and says, “Matt the bathrooms are not for fucking. If you got caught in there, we’d ask you to leave the bar. Seriously, just use them to go to the bathroom.” Matt blushes deeply (for what seems like the tenth time tonight) and apologizes. The bouncer says “Thanks for being honest with me. Stay away from that guy. He ain’t bad, but he ain’t a good guy either. And, if you wanna get fucked just wiggle that amazing ass in my direction.” The bouncer smiles at Matt. Matt turns away from the bouncer, wiggles his ass, and looks over his shoulder. The bouncer, and now a bartender watching, laugh and high five. Matt laughs. The bartender makes them each a shot and they do it. As Bouncer walks away, he feels Matt’s ass before he takes off. Matt leans in and says, “You want to come by later?” Bouncer nods. Matt grabs a bar napkin and a pen and writes the address and buzzer number on the napkin. “I’ll get out of here about 2am tonight. That cool.” Matt says, “Ring the buzzer. I’m going to go home soon before I get wasted on these drinks.” Bartender makes Matt another long island, on the house. Matt had seen and spoken with the bartender while getting drinks on other visits to this bar. Matt is imagining the bartender fucking his ass. The bartender is mid-30s and has a bulky, almost baseball player build, and nice arms. His shirt cuts into his biceps nicely, but not in an overly muscled way. Matt leans in for the presented drink and says, “The bouncer may come by tonight. Want to join us?” The bartender smiles at Matt and noncommittally says, “Maybe.” Matt smiles and goes back to the table to find Paul and one of the under 21s still there. Paul clearly has decided who he is fucking tonight. Matt is a little disappointed, hoping Paul would fuck him later. Since Matt and Travis broke it off, Matt doesn’t have access to Paul’s dick as often. Matt sits down next to Paul and the guy. Paul turns to Matt and asks what the bouncer wanted. Matt tells him. Paul laughs. The other guy leans in and says, “What’s funny?” Paul tells the guy what happened. The guy is surprised. Matt and Paul can see it on his face. Ignoring the guy’s reaction, Paul says, “Where’s my drink?” Matt apologizes and said this one was on the house. He gives Paul some money and says, “Go get one for yourself. I just forgot.” Paul takes the money and says he will be back; leaving Matt with the surprised college kid to his right. Matt is sitting in his cushioned round swivel stool; looking around the bar some. He turns to face the college boy and asks his name. It’s Ryan. Ryan says, “Listen. I’m sorry I was surprised a minute ago at your story. It’s just that I was saving this for you.” Ryan hands Matt his free safe sex kit the clinic folks were giving out. Ryan continues, “Yours was the only one that was opened. When my friends left after the drag show, they all took their packets. I noticed you left yours on the table and I put it in my pocket to give it to you. I was surprised when you said your got fucked in the bathroom because I knew your condoms were in my pocket. That would mean you got fucked without the condoms.” Matt looked at Ryan and thought, “What a nosy fucker. Why is this asshole all up in my business. This is how rumors start and why people talk about me.” Matt took a beat and sipped his drink through the straw and looked more deeply Ryan. Ryan clearly played sports in high school, maybe club sports in college. The brown haired, button nosed, slim waisted jock was sexy. There was something else though all over the college boy’s face – curiosity. It wasn’t judgment. This kid was curious. Matt put his drink on the table, looked the boy in the eye and said, “Yes. I bumped into a fuckbuddy in line for the bathroom. We fucked in the bathroom. We didn’t use a condom.” Ryan looked like a guy who knew the answer and been proven correct, but then the curiosity washed over his face again. Ryan eagerly asked, “Does that mean the story that Jason told us is true? That y’all had unprotected sex with my friends a couple weeks ago?” Matt looks dead in Ryan’s face and says, “Jason is the black haired one right?” Ryan nods. “What did Jason tell you about his role in this unprotected bareback orgy among 6 guys?” Ryan says, “Not much really. He had sex with two guys.” Paul comes back over with his drink and a water for Ryan. He hears the conversation and sees the guy’s body language. As Paul is about to say something, Matt says, “Ryan. The story you heard made me look slutty right? That, I as the bottom, had unprotected sex with 4 men that night and I let guys cum inside me. And that I was the center of the story?” Ryan nods. Matt sighs slowly and says, “Sex is fun. That night was fun. It really was. It was fun for each of us. Right Paul?” Paul nods. Matt continues, “If the guys telling that story were honest in their retelling of the story, they’d tell it from their own perspectives and how they enjoyed it. Their story would be how it made each of them feel to do the things we did that night.” Paul, sensing Matt’s frustration but also the wisdom in what Matt is saying, joins in saying “Matt is right. When I jerk off thinking about previous sex partners I think about how it made me feel or how they looked as they got fucked or came. Isn’t that how you think about it when you jerk off?” Ryan looks down and shyly says, “I just came out this past year. I have fooled around with some guys on campus, but I haven’t had many great sexual experiences yet.” Then he adds, “I do think what you are saying is true though. I wish more of my friends saw it that way. Instead of judging each other for being too slutty and sleeping around. We all just want the same thing and want to feel good about doing it.” Paul comes and stands between Matt and Ryan. Matt’s legs are on either side of Paul’s legs as he stands there. Ryan is facing Paul as well. Paul kisses Ryan for a minute or so. Paul stops and turns to Matt. Paul kisses Matt and Matt feels his tongue in his mouth. Matt sucks on the tongue and kisses him back. Paul breaks off the kiss. Paul encourages Matt and Ryan to kiss. Matt leans over and Ryan kisses Matt. It’s a good kiss. Matt feels Ryan’s aggressive kiss and lets him take charge. By the time it’s over, Matt’s lips are wet and he feels a little abused, but in a good way. Paul says, “Matt you came to the bar tonight dressed for sex right?” Paul slips his hand up Matt’s shorts and a bit surprised asks, “What happened to your jockstrap?” Matt laughs softly and says, “Payment for services rendered.” The boys all laugh. All the tension from the previous conversation is gone now. Paul says, “That guy in the bathroom fucked you bareback right?” Matt nods, wondering where this is going. Paul says, “You knew there were condoms all over this bar tonight from the clinic safe sex folks, but you had unprotected sex anyway. Why?” Matt says, “It feels a lot better. And I knew the guy who fucked me.” Paul says, “I like to fuck bareback as well. You like getting fucked bareback by me right?” Matt smiles and says, “Yeah I do. I was hoping we’d fuck tonight.” Paul turns to Ryan and says, “When did you last have sex without a condom?” Ryan says, “I never have. I always use condoms to have sex.” Paul says, “When did you last get tested?” Ryan, “Beginning of the semester. Couple months ago.” Paul looks at Matt. Matt, knowing where this is going now, smiles. Paul asks Matt, “You up for it?” Matt says, “Yes. If Ryan is.” Ryan, looking like a cross between a confused puppy and an eager boy, looks at them both. Paul says, “Ryan, would you like to fuck Matt bareback tonight?” Ryan, clearly debating internally, says “but is it safe?” Matt says, “I just got tested and I’m negative. One guy I’ve had sex with previously, fucked me earlier tonight and came in my ass. I know the guy, but he’s not a friend or anything. So..um..yeah..I guess there is a small risk. Up to you.” Ryan says, “I really want to fuck you. You are so sexy. Can we just see how it goes and if we want to use a condom, we can?” Matt says, “Absolutely.” Matt, Paul, and Ryan leave the bar. As they are leaving, Matt sees the bouncer and says, “See you later I hope.” Bouncer smiles at Matt. The three guys head to Matt’s place. When they get there, Matt takes off his shoes, socks, and tank top. Paul and Ryan sit on Matt’s bed and kiss. Matt watches the guys make out. Paul takes off Ryan’s shirt and holds out his hand to Matt. Just in the flimsy running shorts, Matt straddles Ryan’s waist and kisses him. Ryan’s hands explore Matt’s body as they make out. Matt feels the eagerness in the man he is kissing. Matt decides to let Ryan be in total charge so he is comfortable. After a few minutes of rubbing his hands all over Matt’s back, abs, arms and shoulders; Ryan’s hands find Matt’s pert ass. Ryan quickly discovers the open seems and slides his hands inside to run on Matt’s bare ass. Clearly excited, Ryan says “You have the best ass I’ve ever felt.” Matt says softly, “Feel my hole. I like it when a guy plays with my hole.” Ryan looks up at Matt as he runs his fingers through Matt’s ass crack tentatively to find Matt’s hole. Matt and Ryan both know Matt’s been fingered tonight by Paul, fucked and bred by a guy less than an hour ago. Ryan feels Matt’s hole and rubs it. Matt moans softly as Ryan and Paul watch Matt’s face filled with pleasure. Ryan slips a finger inside Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back down on it so it slides all the way inside. Ryan watches as Matt fucks himself on his finger. The bed shifts as Paul stands and undresses himself. As if Paul’s movement is Ryan’s awakening, Ryan flips Matt onto his back, pulls off Matt's shorts, stands up, takes off his jeans and underwear, pushes off his shoes. Clad only in his socks, Ryan gets between Matt’s legs, slides up Matt's lithe body and kisses him. Matt can feel Ryan’s hard cock pressed against him. Ryan is feeling for Matt’s hole again. Matt spread his legs so they are bent on either side of Ryan, feet on the mattress, giving Ryan access to his hole. Ryan says, “I want to fuck you.” Matt says, “I want you to fuck me.” Ryan says, “Your hole is so hot. I can tell you really want to fuck.” Paul says, “Matt loves getting fucked,” and he sits back on the bed. Paul hands Matt the lube packet he brought from the bar. It’s open. Matt reaches down and lubes his hole some and says, “Can I lube your cock Ryan?” Ryan says, “Yes.” Ryan moans as Matt’s lubricated hand wraps around his cock. Matt strokes this nice cock for a few strokes to get it lubed up. Matt looks up at Ryan. Ryan puts his bare cock at Matt's hole and says, “I’m going to fuck you.” Paul holds out a condom and says, “Want this?” Matt says, "I want you to fuck me bareback." Matt guides Ryan’s bare, lubed cock to his unprotected ass and puts it on his hole. Matt says, “Push inside me.” A bit too aggressively, Ryan pushes his cock inside Matt. Matt’s grunt is appreciative and a bit pained. Paul drops the condom on the bed next to Matt and says, “Let Matt adjust to you inside him.” Matt lifts his legs up so Ryan’s cock can slide in him easier. Matt turns his head. sees the unopened condom next to him, and opens his mouth for Paul’s cock. As Paul slides his cock into Matt’s mouth, Ryan’s balls touch Matt’s ass. Ryan is in heaven. This sexy twink is spreading his legs for his bare cock and sucking off another guy that Ryan just met tonight. Fuck this feels so good. Ryan had never felt his bare cock inside an ass before. Ryan was so excited. He wasn’t going to last long inside this ass. Matt could feel Ryan beginning to tense up. He slid his free hand down Ryan’s back and grabbed his ass. Matt stopped sucking Paul for a bit, looked up at Ryan and said, “Cum inside me. It’s ok. I want you to cum in my ass. It’s the best part of getting fucked bareback.” Ryan made eye contact with Matt and growled, “I’m gonna cum soon.” Paul said, “Cum in him. He wants your load.” Matt held his legs open wide and watched as Ryan’s face contorted and he screamed, “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!” Ryan slammed his hips forward, burying his bare cock in Matt’s ass as he shot his load deep. Matt could feel 6-7 pumps as Ryan unloaded inside him. Ryan collapsed on Matt in enjoyment and pleasure. Ryan’s old habits took over and he slid his cock out and looked down. He chuckled at himself and said, “Oh yeah, no condom to throw in the toilet.” Ryan laid back down on the bed. Paul gently tugged Matt’s arm and said, “Sit your cum filled ass on my bare cock and ride.” Matt smiled and did as he was told; straddling Paul’s lap, lining up his big cock and sitting down on it. Matt adjusted to it easily since he’d already been fingered, fucked by two guys, and this was a cock with which his ass was well acquainted. Matt rode Paul up and down. Ryan laid next to them on Matt’s bed watching the guys fuck. Paul said, “Your ass feels so wet from the loads you took. It turns me on watching you beg guys to cum in you.” Paul took over the fuck at this point, guiding Matt’s ass to meet his thrusts upward. Matt adjusted his ass for this large cock’s intrusion – the third cock of the night. Paul said, “Beg me for it. I’m close and want to hear you say it.” Matt looked at Paul and Ryan and smiled a naughty smile. “You like it when I say slutty things right?” Paul nodded and continued to fuck Matt’s ass, slowing down a bit and long stroking his fat, long, bare cock into Matt’s ass. Matt said, “Cum in me. Add your load to two other guys tonight. Breed me.” Paul slid in and out of Matt as he was hearing the words. It was like Matt pulled a trigger. Paul was so turned on that he started cumming on the out stroke, tried to recover, but ended up losing half his load on Matt’s back, ass and floor. Paul shot his load so hard that he accidentally denied Matt half his load. Paul dropped back on the bed while Matt said, “Dude. You were supposed to cum inside. You shot so hard its in my hair.” They all laughed. Paul said, “That was super hot.” Ryan was hard again from watching the boys fuck. Matt looked hungrily at Ryan’s cock. Matt leaned over and took it in his mouth. It tasted of lube, his ass, and cum. It didn’t take look for Ryan to cum. He held Matt’s head as his shot his load down Matt’s throat. The party broke up when Matt said he needed to shower. The guys got dressed. Matt got Ryan’s number and they left. Matt was in the shower when he heard the door buzzer. He thought Ryan or Paul had forgotten something. He hopped out of the shower, dried off a bit to keep from getting water everywhere, buzzed the front door, popped his own door open a bit and was bent over slipping on the shorts he wore to the bar when he heard his apartment door open. He heard, “That’s a great ass.” Matt looked over his shoulder. It was the bouncer and the bartender from the bar. Matt said, “I guess I don’t need to put these shorts on.” The bouncer and bartender fucked him until the sun came up. Despite all the work of the safe sex advocates, Matt took it bareback from both the bartender and the bouncer that night. Matt took 2 loads down his throat and 3 more up his ass. The bartender and bouncer bred him and Matt begged them to cum in his ass. As the sun came up, Matt had taken 6 loads in his ass from 5 different men in less than 12 hours. Well, 5 and a half loads – Matt didn’t get all of Paul’s load.

I’ve posted this before but mine was on the Docklands Light Railway, in broad daylight (and those carriages have very big windows) between Islands Gardens and Canary Wharf. The train guard didn’t mind because I did it with the train guard. I can’t better two of my mates, though. One shagged a guy behind a mummy case in the British Museum. Another, who was a stage manager in the West End, picked a guy up in Soho one Sunday afternoon. With nowhere else to go, he took the guy back to the theatre. The play was Whose Life Is It Anyway? which featured a bed on the set. And that’s where they did it. In bed. On stage. In an empty theatre.

An authors prequill! Hey everyone, welcome back! Welcome to any new readers also! First those who are new to my stories, I suggest you read through my last one here in the fiction section entitled Spreading my Toxic Seed. For those who have followed that story, this takes up where it left off! I've written a few chapters, and having FUN with it. Trying something in a story I've never seen done in a story here before! It fits in with a part of the storyline quite well I believe. With that said, this story is TOTALLY fictional. This includes the name of a fictional website it will mention. A search did not show it to be an actual named website, so feeling OK with its use. The first chapter will be coming soon! Get your cim rags and lube ready!

Chapter 2 Who's Who: - Caleb: main character, 18 y/o senior at St. Denis High School with a strong interest in messaging strangers on sex apps. - Mr. Sanchez: teacher who caught Caleb jacking off in the school bathroom during class while cruising sex apps; threatened to turn Caleb in to the principal if Caleb didn't satisfy Mr. Sanchez's big dick. * * * As Mr. Sanchez's office door closed behind him, Caleb's thoughts ricocheted about. He wondered nervously whether he had done enough to keep Mr. Sanchez from making a report to Principal Lenox. With a curious mix of excitement and anxiousness, he wondered what Mr. Sanchez planned to do later at their lunch-time meeting. Moreover, what is it that Mr. Sanchez had been sending and to whom on Caleb's cell? Snatching his focus from these thoughts, however, was the slickness of the cum lubing Caleb's ass cheeks as he walked down the hallway. Caleb's cock swelled inside his pants as he dwelled on this feeling, which was wholly new and entirely pleasant to him. Caleb walked himself back to first-period calculus — the same class he had left earlier to go masturbate in the boy's bathroom. Was it still first period, though? Without his phone he couldn't check the time, and for the life of him, he couldn't remember if he had heard the bell or not while Mr. Sanchez had been pounding that big, raw dick into his teen butthole. Whatever the case, Caleb needed to retrieve his backpack. He swallowed his nerves as he pulled open the door to Mr. Jacobs' room. The familiar eyes of his fellow classmates were on Caleb as he walked into the silent room. It was, indeed, still first period. The books and papers on everyone's desk indicated quiet time for assignment work. In a hushed tone, Mr. Jacobs gently called Caleb over. "Everything okay, Caleb?" "Yes, Mr. Jacobs." "You were gone for quite a while. I was just about to send someone to check on you." "I'm fine." Caleb declined to preempt Mr. Jacobs' curiosity as he hurriedly considered the implications of various explanations. By not giving Caleb an excuse note, Mr. Sanchez had put Caleb in an awkward position. How was he to justify the mid-class detour to let Mr. Sanchez please himself inside Caleb's lower intestines? Brow furrowed, Mr. Jacobs searched Caleb's face for information that words had not furnished. "Is there a reason you were gone for most of class, then?" "Mr. Sanchez asked me to his office." "He gave you a pass, yes?" Caleb fidgeted in the face of Mr. Jacobs' insistence. "No, I think he forgot." Eyebrow raised, Mr. Jacobs replied, "Mr. Sanchez is not one to forget. If he let you back without a pass, that tends to be for one reason only." Caleb, unaccustomed to having to justify his actions, felt butterflies in his stomach -- a strangely complimentary accompaniment to the soreness in his rear. Mr. Jacobs opened his desk drawer and pulled out his cell. After a few taps and swipes, he set his cell on the desk, screen down, and looked back up at his nervous student. "I'm going to need you to stay after class, Caleb. Head back to your seat." Caleb made his way to the back of the class, moving through the curious glares of his classmates. He surmised their silent efforts to reconcile his behavior that morning with his always-follows-the-rules reputation. Mr. Jacobs' statement about the reason for the missing pass bounced around inside Caleb's skull, but he could not bring himself to believe that Mr. Jacobs could possibly know what precisely had transpired in Mr. Sanchez's office. Could such extraordinary events be guessed with so little context? The most forceful doubt that kept the thought turning in Caleb's mind was the fact that Mr. Jacobs had conferred with his cell phone. Why would he want to check his personal device instead of any of the official communication channels internal to their school intranet? As Caleb took his seat, the pressure of the chair against his ass made for a fresh reminder of how his hole had been made to satisfy Mr. Sanchez's substantial manhood. Caleb found the feeling both discomforting and satisfying. He wondered how Mr. Sanchez's DNA was fairing inside his freshly fucked rectum. Caleb's hardening cock began to push his pants upward into the underside of his desk. The rustle of his classmates' belongings signaled the impending bell tone, which followed on cue. The class emptied of all but Caleb and Mr. Jacobs. Unable to hide his erection, Caleb remained at his seat, hoping his post-class conversation with Mr. Jacobs would not force his erection into view. "Caleb, you can come on up here, please." Caleb stood up and moved to the front of the room. Mr. Jacobs walked over to the classroom door, and as he was locking it, with his back still to Caleb, said dryly, "Nice erection." Caleb's eyes widened in embarrassment. Mr. Jacobs turned to face his silent student. "You know you should be more careful letting a grown man like Mr. Sanchez inseminate you without protection, my dear boy. You're just asking for HIV." Caleb's stomach flipped. Any doubt that he had about what Mr. Jacobs knew evaporated. The mention of HIV added a more ominous dimension to the trouble that Caleb already knew himself to be in. What else did his math teacher possibly know? "Take your clothes off, and get up on my desk. Lie on your back and hold your legs all the way back for me. I have to make this quick." Caleb's heart felt as though it wanted to leap out of his rib cage. He complied with the old man's instructions, adjusting to the coldness of the desk against his naked back. "Mr. Sanchez load you up good?" The crude directness was surprising coming from the mouth of the otherwise straight-laced Mr. Jacobs. Of course, neither would Caleb have imagined presenting his freshly bred hole to a gray-haired, balding, gaunt old man like Mr. Jacobs either. Caleb watched between his lifted legs as his calculus teacher fumbled his thin, long cock out of his unzipped fly. "You going to answer my question, slut, or are you looking to fail this quiz?" Without waiting for a response, Mr. Jacobs plunged his index finger deep into Caleb's hole, stirring the fresh cum inside, then pulled it out, and promptly shoved it right into Caleb's mouth. "Go ahead and suck Mr. Sanchez's baby batter off my finger, slut." Caleb sucked on his calculus teacher's cum-drenched digit eagerly, savoring the unique saltiness of Mr. Sanchez's load. Mr. Jacobs withdrew his finger from Caleb's mouth and quickly gripped his surprisingly bright-pink dick, plunging it right into Caleb's cum-lubed hole without warning. Caleb let out a surprised, "Unh!", as Mr. Jacobs muttered, "Oh fuck!" Mr. Jacobs' abrupt bottoming out inside the teen's anal cavity left a pained look on Caleb's face. "Grip my cock as tightly as you can with your ass muscles, Caleb. Mr. Sanchez will absolutely destroy you if you let his load leak out before lunch." Caleb squeezed his ass muscles tightly around his math teacher's long, bare dick as it continued to press painfully against Caleb's second hole. Mr. Jacobs looked fixated at the place where the base of his cock came into contact with the teen's fuckhole. "You ever take grandpa cock bare before, Caleb?" Mr. Jacobs slowly started moving his dick back and forth inside Caleb's cum-filled ass. "No, Mr. Jacobs." Caleb savored the feeling of having a second raw cock forcing its way into his already used fuckchute. "Well, maybe I should change your homework assignment and have you bring a bottle of dick pills to the assisted living facilities around here to do some community servicing. It would look great on your college applications, for one thing. And I bet you could easily get a dozen loads in your juicy ass before school if you started early enough." Caleb moaned and then replied, "Yes, Mr. Jacobs." He felt the old man's cockhead poking painfully at his second hole. "You are every bit the nasty slut Mr. Sanchez said you were." Mr. Jacobs picked up the pace of his fucking. "Ow, ow!" Caleb exclaimed softly, trying not to offend Mr. Jacobs but unable to ignore the pain he was feeling. "You want me to slow down, Caleb?" Caleb nodded, wincing. Mr. Jacobs looked directly into Caleb's pained eyes and began slamming his cock harder and harder into the boy's hole, pummeling the teen's tightly closed second hole over and over with his snake-like dick. "Ah, fuck!" Caleb inhaled sharply, still not realizing that his effort to grip Mr. Jacob's cock tightly with his anal opening was also keeping his second hole from relaxing against the assault it was enduring. "I'm going to make you into my little first period pussyboy, Caleb. Would you like that, slut? You want to be your teacher's little pussyboy?" Mr. Jacobs pounded the teen's fuckchute even faster. With a pained voice, Caleb managed to say, "Yes,... sir… aah…." "You come into my classroom smelling freshly fucked and full of cum again, and you can expect exactly the same treatment, you understand, slut?" "Unh! Yes, sir…." In spite of his efforts, some cum managed to leak from Caleb's hole down his ass crack and pooled on Mr. Jacobs desk. Mr. Jacobs' thrusts reached their peak as he continued slamming Mr. Sanchez's load deeper into Caleb's guts. "Here comes my load, pussyboy!" Mr. Jacobs grunted loudly as he began coating the teen's insides with his thick grandpa load, adding to Mr. Sanchez's frothed up cum. Caleb did his best to keep gripping Mr. Jacob's spindly, raw cock as tightly as he could. "Keep gripping my dick like that, Caleb. I want you to milk every last drop of cum into your pussy." "Yes, Mr. Jacobs." Caleb watched through his legs as the old man's thrusting slowed and came to a rest. Caleb continued gripping his ass muscles as Mr. Jacobs began his slow, methodical withdraw. "Careful not to spill, boy. You gotta keep all that cum in you through lunch, remember." "Yes, sir," Caleb replied dutifully, the pain in his voice having been replaced by relief. "Good boy. Now show me your hole." Caleb tilted his pelvis upward and pulled back on his spread legs even more. Mr. Jacobs picked up his cell and snapped some closeups of Caleb's pink, cum-glistening hole. The gray-haired calculus teacher then took a few steps back, pressed something on the screen, and staring into his phone, asked Caleb, "How many loads you got in you, boy?" "Two, sir." "Good boy. You going to be my personal pussyboy from now on?" "Yes, sir." "Now tell all the horny old men watching this that you love raw senior citizen cock." Caleb hesitated. "Say, 'I love raw grandpa cock in my teen pussy.'" "I love raw grandpa cock in my teen pussy." "Now get your creamy boypussy to class, slut. You're going to be late." * * *

Matt goes back to Brisbane on Sunday evening and my arse and body in general feels empty. I could easily say I have fallen for the man. We chat every day through work on teams and text in the evenings. Sure enough, just on the 2 weeks mark I have a mild flu. Nothing serious and not COVID. All things considered; I do a home test. And I am HIV positive. Of course, I know I need to go to get it confirmed, but the symptoms are quite mild (which I am grateful for) and I am in no rush. I text Matt with only 4 words. “Congratulations, you’re a dad”. He responds saying he knew he would be. He has fucked a lot of guys, but never spent a couple of days repeatedly breeding the same guy with that much toxic seed. Being the gentleman he is, he asks how I am going and if I need anything. I tell him it has been quite mild, so all good. I knew it was just a weekend of fucking and nothing more, but part of me feels bumbed that it couldn’t be more. I was very surprised at his next text. “So how does this weekend look? You ready for me and the three breeders to “convert” you?” I honestly didn’t think he would give it a second thought now the deed was done. I suggested the following weekend and he asked if he could come down on the Friday again, but this time stay with me. Like that even needed to be asked. We talk a lot over the next two weeks and Matt seems to take a genuine interest in me. He comes down on the Friday like before. Work is totally different, and I am shocked when he walks in and this time in front of everyone he just walks right up to me and kisses me smack on the lips and says “hey babe”. The girls in the office cheer and one of them says “I knew it”. We can’t wait the day out so Matt fucks me in the mens toilets at work. Normally it is me, but Matt seems to really struggle to keep his hands off me. We walk from work to my place and the entire walk he switches from his hand around my shoulder to holding it. I am already developing a wet patch in the back on my pants. He just cums so much. We get home and within minutes of getting in the door he is balls deep in me and filling my hole with his seed again. We step out on the balcony for a smoke and chat for a while. Matt then offers to take me to dinner, so we clean up and I am struggling to hold his last load in me. During dinner we talk, and he repeatedly grabs my hand during the conversations. The chat finally moves to the breeding session. Matt: So, are you excited? Me: Hell yeah. Although your load counts for at least 10 guys, so 3 more is going to be interesting. Matt: Trust me when I say, take a spare pair of jeans (and he laughs) Matt: One thing I wanted to ask you about. Why are you single? Me: I could say the same thing. But to answer your question, I believe I am an acquired taste. The interest just hasn’t been there from other guys. That and I am a pig whore bottom as you are aware. Matt: Well, I had a few boyfriends and it just didn’t work out. Weirdly they didn’t like how much I came and then I got poz and I just couldn’t see anyone accepting me. Me (Jokingly): Really? Fuck I’d marry you in a heartbeat. Matt grabs my hand and looks me directly in the eyes and laughs “careful what you wish for”. Matt: So, for tomorrow, it is all normal. We are all going to fuck you. A lot of “knocking you up” talk etc. Only I will know you are already pregnant, and I will keep it that way. We will let them think they all did the deed. We go home chatting and holding hands and as we pass a quite laneway with one of those big bin containers in it, Matt laughs and drags me behind it. We make out like two school kids before he pulls the back of my pants down and bottoms out in me with one thrust. In only a couple of thrusts he is filling my hole again. Then we get back to walking home. Only now he walks with his hand down the back of my jeans and finger poking in and out of my arse. Remember how big his loads are, by the time we get home the entire back of my jeans are wet. When we get home, we shower together and head to bed. It goes without saying Matt fucks me a few more times that night and in the morning the sheets need changing there is so much cum on them. The next day we go out for a light lunch, and it feels nice to spend time with Matt like this. But I know it is only for me to be his and his mate’s toy for the night. The day rolls on and before I know it I am in a sling in a garage with Matt and 3 other sexy men standing around me naked with hard-ons. One guy is a truly gorgeous blonde guy. Also, around 6’ tall, beautiful blonde hairy chest and blonde beard and as I discover later, he has a gorgeous 7” cock with a PA in it. The other two are similar to Matt with dark hair. They all have hairy chests which I love and to be honest I really would be proud for any of them to be the seed that knocks me up. All three of them have the same biohazard tattoo that Matt does in the same spot. The blonde guy “Dave” then pulls his camera out and starts filming while Matt then stands behind him and the camera and starts asking me questions. Matt: We are recording this because it is important to understand what is going to happen and that you consented to this and it was your decision. Do you understand that all four of us are HIV positive with high viral loads? Me: Yes Matt: Do you consent to letting all four of us fucking you raw and cumming inside you? Me: Fuck yes please! Matt: A simple yes or no will suffice pig. (Matt winks at me out of site of the others) Do you understand that there is a very high chance that after today you may become HIV positive and take full responsibility for that outcome? Me: Yes. Matt: Good, now get your clothes off and your pig bottom arse up in that sling. Tonight your life will change forever (another wink). I do as I am told and jump up in the sling. Dave comes over and rubs some oil on my arse and…. Dave: What the fuck? You horny little pig. Guys, look at this, we have a genuine pig here. Dave points to my arse cheeks where I have a picture of a pig tattoo’d on one cheek and the word “Pig” tattoo’d on the other. Dave leans up and tongue kisses me for about 2 minutes then moves to my ear and whispers “enjoy your last night as neg boy”. To be continued.

I love a hairy ass. If the guy has got a thick mat of hair between his ass cheeks, I'm in pig heaven. Ass hair holds the musky manly stink that is a big turn on.

My first attempt of writing story so i d be glad to get some tips and suggestions. Part 1: Anonymous straight boy It s 2 am and Vincent is horny. He could not sleep, so he did what he have always done, logging in the local hook up website for some late night bootycall. Vincent is a gay guy in his 20s, asian background with a fit body that he honed regularly at the gym. He has been fucking since he was 16. He was attractive, 1.75m and have an average dick. He usually meet guys on grindr, but occasionally he would go on to local hookup site to find those "straight" boys. It s a habit he got from college, helping many classmates "discover" themselves. He has always been a top and he likes the feeling of convincing the so call "straight" boys to let him slide his dick into their virgin hole. He is not big so it was easy to tell them it won't hurt much. And man those boys were easy to turn. When he got out of college, it was harder to find other curious boys so he turned to the anonymous hookup sites, and he was lucky a few times. These sites mostly have those daddies looking for boys or cumdump sluts begging to be fucked, but on the rare occasion a curious guy would pop in looking to experience some man on man sex. Tonight Vincent is lucky again. He gets a message from blondjock95. blondjock95: "Hey man, wanna try a dick. You are down?" vinceprince: "You wanna get banged? Travel?" blondjock95:"Yeah. Just wanna get fucked. CONDOM ONLY. No kissing and i wont touch your dick otherwise." vinceprince: Bingo. "Fine by me. Send ur pic and I ll send the address." Vince opened the attached pic to see a lean swimmer body, he hope the dude looks good too and not a catfish because he really needs to blow his load tonight. 20 minutes later, he got a text from blondjock95, whose name was Derek, saying he arrived. Vincent open the door and is pleased. The guy was handsome, blond hair with gray eyes and killer smile. They got into the room quickly and Vince got down to business. He stripped them both naked and went down on his knee to give Derek a blowjob. He heard a soft moan as his lips wrapped around the rock hard 20 cm cock. He could taste the salty precum leaking out and the musky smell of Derek's balls. Derek is very well shaven, in contrast to Vincent's thick bush. After a few minutes of sucking, Derek is leaking like a fountain. Vincent looks up, smiles and licks his lips. Derek responds with a weak and shy smile. Vincent turns him around and goes for his as, munching on the virgin hole like a ripe peach. Derek is moaning loudly as Vincent drove his tongue in deep. "Lovely virgin hole. Gonna make you cry tonight and addicted to cock tonight baby"-Vincent thinks to himself. He got up and faces Derek. He places his hands on his shoulders and gestures for Derek to move to the bed. When he gets to the bed, Derek suddenly stops and says: "Hey, is it ok if we try something?" "What is it, stud?" Vincent gave a friendly smile, and was caught by surprised when Derek leans in for a kiss. Derek pulls back after a few seconds, unsure what to do. Vincent still has the surprised look on his face, but then goes in for another kiss. Derek is by far the best kisser Vincent has. but something about the clumsy peck and innocent kiss turn him on. The boys keeps making out as they fall onto the bed. After a while, Vincent breaks the kiss: "Let s get you nice and wet back there." Vincent made Derek sat on his face and drove his tongue deep into Derek hole one more time before he seals the deal. He savours the musky cherry ass when suddenly he felt hot breath near his cock. After a moment, he felt Derek's mouth wrapped around his cock. "Lol, easier than I thought. Not so straight afterall."-Vincent thought. The blowjob is just as mediorce as Derek kissing skill. He does not know how to deepthroat and could not handle half the shaft despite Vincent 12 cm. But again Vincent was hit by another surprise. He felt his cum bubbling up his shaft. "What the hell...?"-he thought. So many guys that were way better cocksuckers than Derek had served him and they needed at least half an hour to even get Vincent close. What is wrong with him tonight? "Hey, that s enough. Let s give you what you came here for." Vincent said as he rolls Derek over and climbs between his legs. He got the condom on and lubed up Derek. He sank into the virgin hole as the blond jock gasp for breath, feeling his cherry getting popped. Vincent size let him easily pass through the sphincter and reached Derek's prostate. "Let's get the party started."-he thought. Then Derek pulled him down for another clumsy kiss, and suddenly his cum is about to spill again. Derek panickingly pulled out and rolled over. "What's wrong?" Derek sounds concerning. "It's... I don't know. I m sorry but I m close. Maybe cuz i havent cummed for the whole day." Derek tried to hold in his cum. "Damn. I wanna try tonight..." Derek sounds dissappointing and Vincent's heart sinks. He is not sure from what but he does not like the feeling. The shame of not be able to perform? The guilt of getting this boy all the way here to let him down? "Well. I came all the way here. Can I fuck you then?" Derek asks "Like hell you would, virgin."-Vincent thinks and is about to say when he catches the puppy eyes. The words did not escape his mouth. Mix of guilt and shame flushes back in and he blurted out: "Ok." And so Derek lubed up Vincent the way he did him before. Vincent was still dumbfounded of what he agreed to and just lie there. Derek gets into missionary and line his dick in front of Vincent's hole. He looks him in the eyes with the innocent look again. Derek has a cold feet. He has not been fucked for years and might as well be a virgin. He only fucks, he does not want to get fucked. He opened his mouth to protest when the tip of Derek's cock pushes in. A deep grunt followed by a high pitch moan escapes Derek. He feels like his breath is knocked out as the cock invaded him. "Fuck, this is why I don't bottom."-Vincent thinks. He feels taken, by a virgin he s suppose to be fucking no less. Like the virgin he is, Derek does not let Vincent adjust and begins to pound away and Vincent could not voice his protest. His breath keeps getting knocked out by each thrust and he could not do anything but lie there and takes the pounding, sobbing while his hole getting stretched. Then Derek leaned in for the kiss and the pain slightly subsided. And so Vincent clings to it. He is like a thirsty man in the desert who s finally given some water and does not want to let go. His hole is on fire and Derek's clumsy kiss is the only thing making it better. It goes on for ten minutes, and Derek just goes harder. Vincent's hole finally get used to it and his prostate was being pounded hard. He is in so much pain and ecstasy that he is in tear and sobbing. And it finally arrives. His cumshot is massive. It sprays all over him and even hit Derek in his chest and face. Vincent just cries in orgasm at this point, involuntarily squeezing his hole, making Derek pump a big load inside. Derek caught his breath after a minute and pulled out. In his exhausted state, Vincent could see it. That look that he had seen so many times from all the "straight's boys" that he popped their cherry. Derek was flooded with shame of what he just did. He pulled out the condom and quickly dressed up. He immediately left Vincent lying there covered in cum with a mere "Thanks, goodbye man." Vincent tried to process. His touched his hole and it was slightly gape and sore. His body is drenched in sweat and cum. He got some on his face too. It mixes with his tears that he shed when he was fucked. Tear of joy? "Fuck, I cried cuz I was fucked." He spoke out loud. He rubbed his eyes carefully to not get the cum in. He needs a shower. A hot shower. To be continued

I was 33 when met Doug. He was the love of my life in every way. He opened my eyes to so many new things sexually that I can’t imagine who I would be today without him. It wasn’t a sudden change, after all, Rome wasn’t built in a day, but eventually I came around. From the start I was on board with an open relationship, but it took almost a year before I was okay with us going bareback, even within the relationship, but the first time the condom came off I was hooked and knew there would never be another condom in my life. Prior to Doug I was a bottom, versatile but leaned more towards bottom. Surprise, surprise. Doug was a total bottom so I filled the role of top nicely. I loved slidding into him raw and pounding away until I blew my load deep inside him. I have a decent sized cock, seven and a half inches long about five inches girth. I get no complaints and Doug likes it. After I was hooked on bareback with Doug I started to wonder what it was like to bareback as the bottom. I had played bottom plenty of times before but only bareback once the second time I had sex and never did it again. While our sex life was great, it was not a daily event, as I would like it to be and often I found myself taking matters into my own hands and beating off. I would generally fantasize about the role that I wasn’t currently playing, that of the bottom. Doug knows I like to bottom and often while we were having sex our talk would get to the subject of him wanting me getting fucked while I am fucking him. Always it ended up being his ex, who I will get to in a minute, and always he cums in me, I made sure of that. This was all before I really knew the ex, Troy. Troy lives in the same neighborhood as us and is always throwing summer pool parties. We didn’t really go for a few years so I was never met him. Then one summer we were stoned and Troy messaged Doug that he had friend over and did we have anything to bring to the party. So we went for a few hours, there were brief introductions and we enjoyed the night, pool-side under the stars. A few years later, we got invited out again, just the two of us, and Troy and his lover. This was the first real time I had to get to know Troy and he seemed like a great guy. Attractive, nice body, great cock, I could see him fucking me. Now I had a real life image to go with the fantasy image Doug and I had cemented in my mind. This was the first time I was seeing Troy naked (his parties are generally clothing prohibited) but he had already cum in me multiple times, he was almost a part of our relationship. I spent the night flirting heavily. The next summer I noticed Troy on the sex apps and struck up a conversation with him. We chatted for a bit but then the conversation died, as they tend to do and it was left at that. It was also because of this app that I discovered for the first time that Troy was poz. Troy was rarely on when I was on so the opportunity didn’t prevent itself to say hello often. This new information somehow did not affect my fantasies. One weekend Doug had been called out of town for work so, having a few friends in the destination city, he took the opportunity to incorporate a small vacation, which left me home alone for a few days. Not that I was complaining. I like my alone time as much as the next guy. I was feeling horny and was checking out the apps when I noticed Troy was online. It was late and I was about to head to bed but would at least like to beat off. I decided to ask Troy to borrow some poppers but put a little sexual twist with it. Me: Hey man, you up? Him: Yeah what’s going on? Me: Do you have any poppers? Him: Yeah I got some real good ones Me: I’ll suck your dick if I can borrow them THERE WAS A LONG PAUSE Him: Don’t you want to get fucked? I was shocked. I had actually been kidding about the blowjob. Honestly, I didn’t expect him to take me up on my offer, and certainly not to suggest that I wanted to get fucked.

I had met a top and the post was worded kinky breeder , toys .. new and kink interested welcome ! so I answered the add and we set up a time . I cleaned out and arrived at his place , we quickly went to his play room , I was stripped, and lead to a sling , my arms and legs cuffed, he began by getting me very hard and edging me , he had me absolutely in heat ! He then got a mask . A gag with a hole in it and asked me if I was ok . I nodded, he began to work my hole , smaller toys and getting bigger ( I have an 11 inch toy so nothing was crazy for me ). Soon he began to ask me if I wanted to get fucked .. I again nodded and my now well opened and slick hole was barely feeling him , he tells me I am so open he needs friction to cum , and then inserts a tunnel plug .. and it was huge , he locked my dick in a cage , and then began to fuck me , he was slow at first .. I was in heaven . My hole was so full , locked and about the most turned on I have been .. as he fucked me he pulled on my nips and I just let go .. in a sling , stuffed, locked and gagged .. enjoying every moment .. he made me into his human flashlight .. before long I felt like I was gonna cum and I did as he destroyed my ass .. soon I could tell he was getting close and dropped his load deep in me .. I did not really feel it ! When he was done he replaced his cock with a dildo and fucked my sloppy hole with that until I came again , he pulled the tunnel plug out and a massive cumload about fell out .. it’s been a few days and my hole Still lose and I want that feeling again !

Was trolling the apps late one night and some young kid (18+ back from college) was all horned up at his folks place but needed "to fuck a cumdump -bad". I replied where? He sent a google pin to an apartment complex centralized mailbox (you know the kind that have rows and rows of boxes in one or two large stand alone structures. I asked if he was for real and he said he and his friends fucked there all the time when they were younger. I drove over and walked up to the area. He was naked, and jerking a substantial cock. I dropped my shorts and bent over. My hole had a couple loads in it already and his eyes lit up when he slid in his finger. He fucked me hard and furious for about 10 minutes and then flooded my gut with what had to be a week worth of load. He fingered my cummy hole after pulling out and asked if I wanted another. I said hell yeah, so he grabbed his phone and texted his neighbor who was fucking me within 5 minutes. Two loads at the mailboxes out in the open. Was fun, but odd.

So this was tye last chapter in this story, HOWEVER I am starting a new one entitled Living Positively. It will be in this same fiction section. I will start with a brief prequel prior to starting the actual story! I HOPE you continue to follow it!

Years ago, I was trying to infect someone. He quit having sex with anyone else, and was always hungry to take my loads. After one of his tests, he was called to the doctors office - which means one thing. We celebrated after he was told he had converted. And we went back to his apartment and he fucked his first positive load back into my ass! Richard was a good guy!

Chapter 36: My first Son! Both Marc and I eagerly awaited to see if he would convert. Almost three weeks later, he texted me a picture of a positive home test, with the note Congratulations you are a daddy! My cock immediately rose to attention, and I sent the picture to my step dad saying congratulations step dad! My dad was at work, but took a picture of him with his pants down behind his desk. His cock was rock hard, and glistening with pre cum. He told me to get in the car, and drive to his office and he'd breed me. His office was a small private office and closed at 5. Most of his co workers had left. I got to his office, locked the door and dropped my pants. He was rock hard on his chair, and said take a seat. I immediately got on his lap, and rode him with furry until he busted inside me. I got off of his lap, and he said bend over my desk bitch. He then fucked me like crazy, saying things like not bad for a granddad huh? We then decided to go out and celebrate the birth of my first son. And here ends this storyline, but don't fret, a new one is in the works!

It's true that they're a crap shoot. Except the longer you shoot craps, the greater your odds that somewhere along the way, you're going to roll snake eyes. On any given throw of the dice, the odds of getting a particular result is X. There are 36 combinations you can get from two dice, but not all number combos have equal odds, because there are two ways to get, say, 3 on one and 4 on the other; but there's only one way to get 1 on both dice). But when you're aiming to AVOID a particular result - say, 1+1 - the odds of five hundred throws of the dice never producing that result are low. The odds of five thousand throws of the dice never producing that result are infinitesimally low.

So on Thanksgiving I had said goodbye to my son Kyle and his boyfriend Mario. Mario had whispered into my ear that’s a load he dropped in my ass first thing this morning could be toxic. The plan was for them to come back at Christmas break and that time hopefully Kyle woul be knocked up and then the two of them could make sure that I got the Christmas gift I wanted. I went back inside and stretched out on my bed again. Just remembering Mario fucking ass and driving a huge load up into me was enough to make me get hard again. I could see Mario in my mind. His smooth perfect skin, his beautiful nickel sized nips, and the biohazard tat on his pec. That gorgeous cock with its dark brown hood made my mouth water all over again. Shorts off I reached down and fingered my wet hole. Was slick with Mario’s seed. I put two fingers up in myself and started rubbing his cum into my ass walls. I moaned as my hole stretched out to accommodate another finger. I just kept working that, sloppy whore with three fingers. Then I slipped in another. I was jamming in my four fingers hard and deep. My cock was getting harder by the second I’m dripping pre-come. I could just imagineMario’s cock still in me. Slipping out almost all the way and slamming back up into me. I could feel his hands on my hips and his lips sucking the sides of my neck. Without even thinking about it I shove my hand even deeper into my hole. No matter how deep my hand went I still felt Mario’s, inside of me. I moaned out loud and brought my legs up. As soon as my legs were up my whole hand slipped up into my ass. In my mind Mario was coming into meAgain and again and again. Pulse after pulse of toxic seed firing into my unprotected hole. I twisted my hand inside my ass and said out loud,” fuck you give me aids. Fucking give me aids. Fill me with that toxic dna. I fucking want aids babies turning my body into its host.” my cock started spasming and come shot out of it hitting me in the face and covering my chest with his sweet stickiness. And moaned and arched my back and as I did so my hand slipped out of my ass. I instinctively dragged that hand through all the cum on my chest and began to lick it off. The taste of my own semen was perfect. I slowly came down off the orgasm. I was getting drowsy and continued to suck and lick on my cummy fingers. I fell asleep again with my fingers in my mouth and then dreamed of fucking my son Kyle again. And in my dreams my younger son watched us stroking his own cock. In my dream my younger son said, “I want to be next dad. Please let me be next. I’ll do anything if you and Kyle will fuck me and make me part of your is aids family.” My younger son started coming just as I was coming into Kyle again. Kyle was cumming in the dream. All three of us, me and my two sons, we’re filling my dream time with a river of semen. I was startled out of the dream by my phone ringing.

Chapter 35: Job Done? Just one more chapter after this to find out! Don't worry though, a fun spin off story is in the works. I'm LOVING it thus far! As we laid there, Marc thanked us for a wonderful weekend. He asked if we could return to the campground after he converted. He smiled and said he could only image how many loads he'd collect given the fact that he got 26 from just the three of us! What a slut he'd become! Marc then asked us if we thought we got the job done, and we said there's really no way to tell yet, but given the quantity and strength of our toxic seed, the odds were quite good. I told Marc to give his ass a rest when he got back, and he said it definitely needed one. My step dad told him he could fuck anyone he wanted, even the jock pussy If he wanted, but not to take any loads up his ass. I told Marc the conversion process usually takes around two weeks, and to let us know if he showed any signs of illness. I reminded him that not all guys get the fuck flu, but pretty sure he would. I explained that although he was sick it was a good sign knowing our toxic seed was trying to permanently take over his body. Given that all of our strains were very potent and this was the first time he'd taken toxic seed, we hoped his conversion would be a quick one. I advised him to keep in contact with his doctor there. My step dad said he knew the doctor as they have fucked before. He said his cock was similar to his, and he has HIV, but not sure if he's on meds or not. We all fell asleep in each other's arms, and when we awoke took a shower together. Marc was the first to leave, and my step dad said he wanted to breed me one more time before we left. We went to the porch and he tied my hands to the rail, like he had done to Marc before. He pounded me hard, and we drew an audience. After he dropped his load deep in me, I got two other loads deposited in me. What a way to end the weekend!

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** CHAPTER XII: POZWEEK IN TAHOE Eric certainly comes to a conversion week prepared. As we pull up to the remote but plush cabin, I see him through the big plate glass window. He’s shirtless as always, and has on his bespoke biohazard harness, the one he had custom-made in Berlin – the red leather straps on the back curling around each other to form a perfect biohaz symbol. Benny, Clay and myself go up the front steps and open the door and we find Eric leading an introductory briefing to the assembled toxic tops, which are: Eric, (5 X’s) whom I consider the originator of the strain all the POZ guys in attendance are carrying (as well as dozens more around the world). Eric went poz over 25 years ago, and then spent many of those years on meds, and being ashamed and afraid of his HIV. All the men he’s pozzed since becoming a proud poz pig celebrate his breakthrough moment when he allowed the virus to proliferate inside him…and them. Responsible for over 50 known infections, Eric is using this week in the mountains as his pozzing retirement celebration, he will start meds next week. Eric’s hot husband Mike (3 X’s) who up until a few years ago, resisted the urge to go poz, although he was fully respectful of Eric’s choices to go and to stay POZ. Mike is about 60, and has kept himself in great shape, with a tight body and a salt-and-pepper beard and a shaved bald head. After about 15 years together, one day he decided to stop PrEP and let Eric poz him, and since then he himself been a mass infector as well. His 3 black X’s inked across his stomach, and surrounding a pair of biotats living proof of his powerful viral load. Mike and Eric travel often to Berlin and Grand Canaria for poz sex parties, always roping in a few neg holes into the brotherhood in the process. Keith – (4 X’s) my direct pozfather, he got it from Eric years ago and since then he’s been pozzing guys at a great pace, infecting over 40, many of them he met through his work as a nurse for the Idealistic Young Gay Doctor. His nursing both serves as a conduit through which he finds neg guys to poz and getting poz guys to see the Young Doctor. Sir Mack (3X’s) – “Sir Mack” is a 6’5” muscle bound Afro-Caribbean man who I’ve heard Eric and Keith talking about, but as he lives across the country in Miami, I had never met him in person, but he’s got a big following on twitter and his fan pages as he pozzes his way through Florida bottoms. Keith invited him as his “Poz Plus One,” and from the videos of Sir Mack that I’ve seen, he has a well-deserved reputation for massive and frequent shots of rich loads of toxic HIV cum from a 9-inch plus pierced pole. Eric greets me warmly with a deep kiss, and me and Benny, as the last two toxic tops to arrive, introduce ourselves to Mike and Sir Mack, who whispers in my ear: “I know we’re here to poz up some negs, but I’ve been waiting months to fuck you, so this week, you’re also taking a charge from me, pig.” “There’s one more tox top coming,” Eric announces, “a last-minute addition who was able to work this into his schedule. He’ll be here shortly. In the meantime,” he says, motioning to Clay, “ you join the other bottoms in the other room and prepare yourselves.” I watch him as my nephew Clay heads off to the other room where Aaron and Byron are already there, along with however many neg holes the other men have brought for the week’s activities. I understand from Eric that some of the bottoms are choosing to remain nameless, and that’s fine by me, they are only there to service us and receive the gift of our viral loads. As I turn back to Eric, the front door opens and in walks the last toxic top to join us, and it’s someone I know well. “Frankie!!” everyone shouts in unison. The famous “Five Shots Frankie” has joined us. Frankie first fucked me at the sex party that I used to attend, which weren’t strictly poz parties, although all were welcome. He’s a big hairy beast of a man, his thick Italian sausage is always hard and full of cum, and his specialty is producing five enormous cumshots per evening…he doesn’t stop fucking until he shoots five big loads up five holes. I had no idea he was even poz – but now that I see him as he strips off his shirt, he’s got 2 X’s inked next to his enormous blood-red biotat. I’m thrilled to see him –it has been a while – and I rush to greet him with a deep kiss and hug. “Guys, now that we’re all here,” Eric announces, “let’s review the rules for this week.” “First, all your loads must go into one of the neg bottoms. You can play with each other but if you’re just shooting your virus into each other, nobody’s getting pozzed. Only on the last day can you recharge each other if you want. (At that, Sir Mack shoots me a conspiratorial glance). Secondly, please fuck and breed each neg bottom at least once per day. You were all selected for this week because you are all proven multi-cummers and high viral toxic infectors. Let’s spread our seed like man and get these guys upgraded into the brotherhood!” “Third, since there are seven of us, I have had made these custom stamps. Come up, men, and take one.” On the table next to Eric, are rubber stamps and inkpads. As I near the table, I see they are all letters plus one “+” sign. The letters are H (Eric takes that one) I (Mikey grabs that one) V (Keith takes it) P (Benny claims the P stamp) O (Sir Mack scoops up the O) Z (This one I get) + (Five Shots Frankie pockets this one) “Every time you load up a neg hole this week, take your stamp and stamp your letter or symbol on the hole’s back,” Eric went on, “Let’s get them covered in stamps, brothers! And this specially-made ink on the inkpads is near-permanent, it’ll take weeks to fade away, by then they’ll be pozzed up and I’ll ink them for real at my tattoo parlor. And men, just remember when you leave here at the end of the week, to keep pozzing as long as you can – this may be my retirement from pozzing, but you honor me by continuing my work spreading our mutual strain.” “Those are the rules, men, just relax and have a good time. Any bottom that’s available is available to fuck and breed, just take them as you want them, you are in charge… just remember to use your stamps after you load up one with your HIV.” “I understand that Randy and Benny already loaded up Clay on the drive over here, so let’s get him stamped right now!” He calls Clay from the bottom’s room and Clay dutifully greets each toxic top and bends over the couch. Benny stamps his back with the “P” stamp and I add the “Z,” leaving a space in between the letters. “Well, that boy needs an “O” on his back,” Sir Mack exclaims, and with that, pulls out his enormous, erect pierced poz cock and without so much as a word, walks over to my nephew, lubes the hole and drives his cock deep in his guts. “Fucking take that poz cock, bitch,” Sir Mack is driving home his viral cock with viral poztalk as Clay buries his head in the couch cushions. “Pozzing your little hole right into next week,” you’re gonna love my strain inside your cunt,” Sir Mack is breathing hard and pile-driving it into the kid now. “You think that’s rough, faggot? We haven’t even begun to violate your hole,” and with that Sir Mack’s mighty cum-cannon unleashes what looks to be 9 or 10 shots of liquid virus into the nephew’s hole. “That’s a full-blown load you’re getting, pig!” “Fucking poz him,” a few tops gathered to watch shout out, and with that, Sir Mack stamps Clay’s back with the ‘O” stamp right between where Benny and I stamped him, spelling out “POZ” across the kid’s sweaty back. “Fuck, just getting warmed up,” where the other holes at”? Sir Mack bellows, and I look over and they’ve filed into the room, offering up their negative asses for inspection and viral insemination. Benny, wasting no time, is deep inside Byron now. Eric, not wasting any moment of his pozzing retirement party week, has unleashed his full-blown AIDS-cock on Aaron, the other bottom from Reno that I invited. I look over to see any available holes and I’m stunned by who it is I see greedily devouring Keith’s engorged poz tool: The Idealistic Young Doctor! Keith spies me watching them and motions for me to come over to fuck the young doctor…not needing any further encouragement, I lube up my pierced poison stick and drive it right up the doctor’s neg hole which looks like it had a good brushing. “I told you Doc had come around to the idea,” Keith smiled and said to me, “He’s already loaded up by me this morning, so let me get this slut stamped”, and Keith slams the V stamp down hard on the doc’s back right above where I’m fucking his hole. I pull out momentarily and rub my precumming cock on the V mark, and thrust it back down the doc’s hole. “Poz him up, Randy,” give that doc a taste of what he’s warning us about all the time,” Keith said with a devilish grin. It takes me no time after that encouragement from my own pozzer Keith and soon I’m blasting eight shots of HIVseed into the doctor’s sweet little hole, once pristine and negative, and now on the way to being open, sloppy and most importantly of all, pozzed up with virus. I reach for my inkpad and stamp the Z on his back. As I dismount off the doc, I look around and poz fucking is going on all over the place, and stamps are starting to proliferate on the neg’s backs, just like the virus is starting to proliferate inside them. As tops finish with one hole, stamping their imprint, they just move on to whatever hole is next available. Benny has stamped Byron with the P stamp, and with his cock still at attention, moved over to fucking Aaron, right next to Byron but facing the other way as Byron now gets Eric’s prolific pozzing stick up his butt, Benny and Eric leaning over their latest casualties to kiss and share a laugh at the lustful depravity of it all, and it hasn’t even been 45 minutes of fucking yet. A couple of the other bottoms have emerged and get plunged right in, Five Shots Frankie already breeding two of the unnamed ones and stamping the big + on them. I look over and Sir Mack is now gouging out the young doctor’s soon-not-to-be-negative hole with his very detectable pole, the entirety of his 9.5 inches pulling out and slamming back in the young doctor’s cunt, frothing up the loads already in him and coating Sir Mack’s ebony dick and 0g P.A. with white poz seed, before he drives it back in the young doctor’s hole, finally another load coming out of the giant and into the tiny doctor and another stamp on his back. The Idealistic Young Doctor now has 4 stamps on his back, Sir Mack’s O, my Z, Benny’s P and I see Keith’s V; elsewhere around the room, Aaron has collected the H-I-V series, Byron’s on V-P-O-+, and the other unnamed bottoms are an alphabet soup of virus-celebrating stamps on them, this only after about 2 hours of poz fucking. As the toxic infectors move freely from one neg hole to the next, the sounds of pozsex emanating throughout the cabin as duos and threesomes and groups break off and scatter through the house. After about an hour of fucking hole, I am taking a short break, relaxing now with Frankie in the kitchen, enjoying a glass of wine, he fills me in on what he’s been up to. “I moved to New York for awhile, but before I left, I hooked up with this little twink Justin. I knew he was poz from the biohaz tat on his stomach, but I figured since I’m a total top, nothing like that would happen to me. I fucked him over 10 times over two days and then I drove cross-country to NYC. Imagine my surprise when a month later I get the fuck flu – from a bottom! I was so stunned but at the same time, fucking horny as hell! After I found out, I went right from the clinic to the bathhouse and fucked every anon bottom I could get my cock into! Turns out I love being fuckin’ poz and spreading it around! Look, I already got 2X’s on me!” He showed me a pic of Justin and I immediately recognized him as the very first victim of my virus, the kid I pozzed after meeting him at Eric’s studio. “I pozzed that twink, Frankie, he’s one of mine! You got my strain from Justin!” showing him on my phone the text message and poz home test pic that Justin had sent me, the message that started me on my pozzing path. Frankie just smiled and said “That’s fucking amazing! After I found out, I had to go out and get this,” pointing to the enormous red biohazard tat on his furry mid-section. The X’s came soon after.” We spend the next few minutes pawing at each other in between showing pics of all the poz tests our newly poz sons have sent us, cementing the bond between us as HIV brothers, Frankie now being a proud mass proliferator, already with 2 X’s tattooed on him and surely more to come. We disengage and with determination to catch up to our fellow tox brothers spreading viral DNA, we seek out more holes to infect, Frankie making a beeline for the suddenly-available hole of the Idealistic Young Doctor and with one fell swoop, he’s inside the kid and pounding away. I head over to one of the unnamed bottoms and resume my pozzing on his sweet ass. As I’m pozzing him, he’s goading me on: “That’s it, Sir, poz me up with that AIDS dick,” the young bottom breathlessly says to me. I look at the kid closely, he appears very young, the alphabet soup of stamped letters already scattered on his back. “How old are you,” I ask him in between thrusts. “Just turned 18 two weeks ago,” don’t worry, Eric checked my ID, Sir,” been dreaming of getting upgraded to poz for a long time.” This kid is the younger even that the 19-year old twins Caleb and Callum who I pozzed up over the summer. I even saw on twitter a short clip of Sir Mack breeding Caleb back in Florida, so another great poz circle closed there. I love that some young men know what they want and don’t want to wait, and proudly step up and chase their destiny. This kid will have years to spread the virus to countless others, long after my pozzing career is over. As I think of this while fucking this kid, it results in 10 spurts of virus throbbing into him, my cock pulsing its last bits of HIV up his hole and bringing him into the brotherhood. I stamp his back with the Z stamp. And it’s like that for the next few hours, until the 7 tops have bred all 6 bottoms and Eric announces they are done for the night, stopping at each hole to plug them one-by-one with a lucite plug with a biohaz sticker on the end, marking each bottom as pozzing in progress, their backs and asses peppered with H-I-V-P-O-Z-+ stamps. Eric sends them off to their room with strict instructions not to remove their plugs…that is, unless one of the poz tops needs servicing in the night. ‘Remember, men, if you need to drop some seed during the night, just take any bottom you like,” he announces and with that we head off for the night, proud at the remarkable job we have done to spread our HIV into the six young neg holes, marking them for life as the poz sluts their destiny calls them to be. And this pattern repeats itself for the next four nights, I’ve never shot so many loads over a sustained period of time. The stamps H-I-V-P-O-Z-+ now extending all over the bottom’s backs, asses, down their legs and on the front of them as well. Sir Mack even stamped one a couple of the victims right on their foreheads. On the fifth night, Keith took it upon himself to count the stamps all over the bodies of the neg bottoms, and provided us all with a little census of our pozzing activities: “Eric, I count 34 H stamps, congrats brother!” “Mikey,” I count 33 I stamps, well done!” “Keith,” he says, referring to himself, “has pozzed and marked his V stamp 32 times.” “Benny, I see the P stamp 31 times, congrats on a great infection number!” “There are 38 O stamps, Sir Mack, what a great result at bringing these boys into the brotherhood of HIV/AIDS!’ ‘Randy, I see 36 Z stamps, good job at getting your virus into those bottoms! “And our champion so far, Five Shots Frankie, with 42 + stamps. You’re gonna have to change your name to “Seven Shots Frankie!” All the assembled clap and cheer for our success, as Keith goes on, “These 6 bottoms are certainly leaving pozzed with the beautiful and fruitful HIV virus! They’re leaving us in the morning, men, so get your final loads of viral cum into them while you can!” The last night is a mad dash for all the poz tops going from one bottom to the next, all our poz cum coating our toxic cocks and making a creamy, poisonous cum exchange. We all breed each bottom at least one additional time, although I see Five Shots Frankie breeding the Idealistic Young Gay Doctor (I learned his name on this, our last night – it’s Matthew) at least 2 more times. Each bottom’s entire body is festooned with dark inky stamps of HIVPOZ+ on their backs, asses, chests, arms and legs, foreheads. I even see Sir Mack got his stamp on a couple of the bottoms’ bottoms of their feet! Finally, in the morning, they leave, cumfilled and assuredly pozzed and each hole plugged with the lucite plug with the biohazard symbol on it. Clay got a ride back to L.A. from Matthew, who offered a job to Clay in his office. Benny had to get to Reno Airport in a couple of hours, so Keith began the Retirement Ceremony for the POZ Daddy to us all, Eric, the proud owner of over 50 known pozzings. By the end of this week, and with some new texts from Eric’s recent conquests, Eric announced to us all that he will be leaving the pozzing world with 6 black X’s tattoed across his belly, tears of pride and accomplishment welling up in his eyes. All the men assembled gather in one mass, to honor Eric, sucking his cock and opening their holes up for some recharges. Eric leaves us all with his last few toxic loads before his appointment with Matthew the idealistic Young Gay Doctor next week to start his meds. And even though he’ll no longer be toxic, he’ll still be our leader and mentor, his leadership was seminal (!) in building our glorious brotherhood of men, living our lives without fear and openly embracing the virus living inside of us. It’s hard to break away later that day, all alone after dropping off my poz son Benny at the Airport. I’m dead tired when I finally pull up to my driveway and as I enter, I see my brother and Clay on the front steps in a deep embrace. Clay is wearing only underwear and the HIVPOZ+ stamps are all over his body, including at least 7 Z stamps from me, his poztoxic uncle. My brother and Clay kiss, unlike any father-son kiss I’ve ever seen. I draw closer to them, my brother sees me and announces: “Turns out Meredith was pregnant with some other guy’s seed when I married her – Clay is that dude’s biological son. None of that matters, cuz he’s always been my son and I always loved him and now I get to love him even more. I see you and your buddies did quite the number on my boy here…Can’t wait until we take the test and see those 2 lines!” He grabs Clay’s ass and kisses him goodbye. “See ya, Dad, in a week,” Clay calls out, and with that he’s gone. I find out later from Clay that my brother started divorce proceedings, bought a place in Palm Springs and he and Clay are setting up house there as a couple. “Does he know you just got totally pozzed up?” I ask him, still stunned at these revelations. “Oh yeah, it was part of the deal that I pass it along to him, and then we’re getting matching biotats. And then only a matter of time ‘til we each get our first X. Now, Uncle Randy, let me welcome you home so I can get one more stamp on me!” ~THE END~

Been a long wait for this one, my apologies... **************************************************** I stared at the screen for a moment thinking about it. All the years of hearing Doug sexualize Troy and my head was spinning with lust and fear. Realizing I was taking to long to respond I typed quickly, “On my way.” I grabbed my keys and in less than five minutes I was pulling into his driveway. I hit my pipe a few times before I left, knowing it would only help and left it in the car. Troy doesn't do that. I walked right in and found porn playing on the TV in the den with a bottle of poppers right beside it. I grabbed the bottle and sampled, very nice. The porn was planting something, I recognized it from my own collection. Both buzzes hit me at once, also the same moment he came from the bedroom with an open robe. That big cock swinging between his legs, smile on his face. He brushed it in front of my face and he walked past. My position on the couch and proximity to the coffee table left little room for him to get passed. He reclined beside me on the couch, exposed on on display. I hit the bottle a few times and settled in to enjoy my meal. No cock ever tasted better. A beautiful piece of seven inch thick cock slide slowly into my mouth. I had had plenty of time to salivate to accommodate this beauty. I sucked hard and deep as long as I could but eventually I had to resurface. Perfect opportunity to hit the poppers before returning to my duty. I sucked the head briefly before jerking him slowly so I could lick and suck on his balls. I sucked him after that for as long as he let me, but not long enough. I had thought that maybe I could get him off with a blowjob and that would be fine. But it seemed only a short time later when he pulled me off of that delicious tool and turned me around on my knees. I grabbed the bottle and let me eyes roll back in my head as he sank his tongue in my ass. Pure heaven and I kept the bottle right there because I knew what would inevitable happen. And it did, first a finger then a thumb. He finally pulled back and sat on the couch and struggled with something, I looked back. He was putting a condom on. I was relieved as he came back rubbing lube on me and his cock and slowly sank into me. Thank god for poppers. It hurt at first but was bearable, eventually he settled into a rhythm and kept plowing away. Definitely worth the poppers. He pulled out and laid back on the couch. I took my cue to mount and reposition and lowering myself on his still sheathed cock. After several failed attempts at comfortable entry I hit the poppers again and lowered myself onto him just as he removed the condom. Instantly I felt the difference and told him so as I started milking his cock. I rode him for ten minutes before he got his strength back and flipped me over onto my back and sank quickly into a position that allowed for a steady rhythm and deep penetration. His breathing quicked and I head those words I dreaded, “I'm gonna cum soon.” My head was swimming with everything and the ecstasy. “Do you want me to pull out?” I quickly nodded and closed my eyes as I was close to unload myself. He pulled out of me and pushed my legs higher, taking his cock and beating it. It wasn't long before he was firing shot after shot of cum at me freshly plowed hole. I could feel in splashing on my ass and felt at least one spray find and coat my hole. He wiped the cum from his cock on my ass and kept my legs elevated while he used his fingers to pool the remaining cum on my hole while I strained to keep it closed. With the remaining cum pooled where he wanted it he circled my pucker with his finger. I watched him intently as he looked at me and said, “I pulled out.” After he spoke he slowly pushed his finger into my hole bring his load with it. It was at that moment I lost control of myself and started announcing my own climax. As cum started erupting from my hard-as-it-has-ever-been cock, he rocked me back and in one motion his finger was replaced by his cock forcing the rest of his load deep into my sore ass. He stroked viciously while I came all over myself. Finally after it subsided he pulled out of me and went to take a shower. I put my clothes back on quickly and left, returning home still dazed with everything but feeling completely satisfied.

I want to document my experience when I was a single gay man. I’ve noticed that few people here discuss the health risks associated with gay sex, or perhaps I haven’t done enough research. There’s a lot of talk about the joy of unprotected sex, something I’ve indulged in during what some might call “my slut years.” I won’t claim to be a saint. In the past, I cheated multiple times out of curiosity for what unprotected sex felt like, but I was too afraid to try it. When my last relationship ended, I began taking PREP, frequented a local sauna (Wet on Wellington in Melbourne, Australia), and spent many hours there having sex with anonymous men. This two-year period also involved hookups from Grindr and outdoor cruising. For a while, it felt great; then, it didn’t. About six months into this lifestyle, I started experiencing constant diarrhea, and my bottom was quite itchy. I visited the Melbourne Health Clinic and was treated for gonorrhea and chlamydia. A few weeks later, I experienced similar symptoms and learned I had contracted gonorrhea again, along with hemorrhoids. At this point, I became hesitant about unprotected sex; I didn’t want to contract any more STDs. Nevertheless, a couple of months later, after recurring diarrhea, I tested positive for Mgen and was prescribed three different antibiotics. The increased potency of the medication led to more side effects, including diarrhea. I spent a good amount of time in the restroom, and I’m glad my job allowed for frequent breaks. It was around this time that I was diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome (IBS). It’s hard to say if my actions and the subsequent medication led to IBS, but I’ve read that it can be caused by changes in gut bacteria. The last straw in my journey with STDs came when I tested positive for genital herpes. This disease has a negative stigma, and as you may know, it’s a lifelong condition. I’m currently on a two-year suppression medication plan, and I’m fortunate that I haven’t had an outbreak yet. I’m now in a loving relationship with a wonderful partner, who understands my past and the journey I’ve taken to get here. I sometimes wonder if I made the right decisions during those years, and despite the health issues, I believe it was the right path for me. It made me appreciate my health more and freed me from the nagging “what ifs.” My partner is open to the prospect of me having sex with others, but given the past STDs and us having to use condoms, the logistics of testing and treatment are not sexy at all. If you’ve stuck around to the end, thank you for reading. Just know that while gay sex can be a lot of fun, it comes with many health risks that I don’t think are discussed enough these days. Different people react differently to the symptoms associated with STDs. In my case, I got the short straw.

Fucking hot! Cannot wait for the next chapter!

Being well fucked and opened up and gaped and my ass taking a no mercy fucking and then being flooded with cum

Agreed. That's one thing I never did quite "get". Guys should do what they want/need to do, of course - and owe no one an explanation. That said, are the shavers/manscapers trying to appear more feminine? That would be as substantial a turn-off as an "unprepared" Hole. If a Hole is naturally smooth (or very little fine hair), that's what we fuck. Not the bottom's fault he's not hairy. It's not like I would just never fuck a naturally smooth Hole either. I have and will again. But given a choice, I'll go for the hairier, tastier, more enticing naturally Hairy Hole every time.

Loose is such an amazing high! I am a fist pig bottom and love getting so used my hole is gapes open. I never get tired of the stretching and pleasure overload I get from such size going up in my sloppy guts giving me an overfull feeling like a mare must feel with a stallion as he stretches me out further and further.

Longest session went for like 3 days. was just hole up at some leather fucker's place while him and whoever came over used my holes

Size queens look away, but cum whores get their fill 😆🐷

Oh, what the helll....

I`ve gotten fucked in the darkroom at the bathhouse I go to. It`s a different type of fuck but still its very good when a guy is pounding my ass good with no intentions of pulling out when he cums. Thats what I`m there for. To get loads deep in my ass. I have staggered out of the darkroom a few times with cum running out of my ass and down my leg. I`m out of breath but I feel so good then to. Also not knowing who fucked me is hot. It`s all about bare dick in my unprotected ass.

Been forever, but yeah. That, backing up to gloryholes, or wearing a hood in a motel room, bent over. Nothing is better than just being used as a hole for men to cum in! Being objectified to the point where you're not treated like a person, or have to think of yourself as one. Just there for Cocks to use and fill with cum.

For me it is knowing that my ass is being used by a top to get off. I get really turned on knowing I am. Just there for the tops pleasure. Having him cum inside me is a bonus.

Part 7 We stepped inside and were greeted by a thin nude man. He looked about middle aged and gaunt. I could see all his musculature through his skin. He looked generally unhealthy. But he did have a decent sized cock. As I was guided in by grandpa I was wondering why he unzipped my underwear. My dick and ass exposed seemed like a bit of a risky temptation for any shady types. There were a lot of guys in the place. Probably more or less of a dozen. Almost all of them were as thin as the door man. Some of them were chubby bears, some had body types like grandpa. Almost everyone was naked. The majority of them gathered around the center of the room in a circle surrounding something. “Let’s see what the commotion is shall we?” Grandpa guided me to the center towards the men in a circle. As I looked through some of them I could see a guy getting fucked on all fours while sucking another guy. Many others were stroking their cocks watching the scene. Some of them looked at me and I was feeling nervous at there glances. “Now that’s a good bottom, taking all those poz cocks raw. Wouldn’t you say Kenny?” Grandpa was rubbing my exposed ass. “Shouldn’t he be using protection?” Grandpa laughed, some other men near me rolled their eyes. I knew what kind of party this was but still. Grandpa started fingering my hole as more of the men were getting closer around us. The intrusion of his finger made me jump a bit. I tried to act casual while the others stared at the guy in the middle of the room getting relentlessly fucked by several sickly looking men. Grandpa was watching the show as well, his fingering me being only an afterthought. I didn’t want to gain anyone’s attention even though I could feel some eyes were looking at me. I couldn’t help but look around. Observing all the different types of men that were here. The oldest looked like a man in his 80s, he was short and chubby, his dick was thin but long. He had that typical tired grandpa vibe about him. In his case he could be my great grandpa. when I looked at him, his eyes met me and I quickly looked away. I didn’t want to signal to him I was interested or anything. I just stood there and played with my dick a little, while grandpa explored my ass with his finger. The men fucking the guy in the center of the room were grunting, I could see there movements hastening, it didn’t take long for them to reach orgasm and shoot their what I would assume poz loads inside of him. The sex looked pretty hot, but I definitely didn’t want to participate in it. “Hi there Mr. Lewis, who is this young boy you have with you?“ I heard a gravelly voice ask. It was the 80-year-old man from across the room, shit he came over here. “This is my grandson Kenny. I’m just showing him the ropes.“ Grandpa took his finger out of my ass and gave it a slap as he smiled towards the elderly man. “No kidding? Do you play with him?“ He was stroking his very erect thin cock that looked to be about eight or 9 inches long uncut with long saggy foreskin, his balls had a mess of grey and white hair sprinkled on them. “More or less. I’ve been teaching him what it’s like to get fucked. His ass is quite divine.” Grandpa started pushing on my back. “Bending over this chair boy. Let old Harmon here get a look at your beautiful bubble butt.“ I couldn’t help but do as I was told. There was a chair in front of me and I propped my hands on it, my ass up in the air. “Grandpa, are you sure this is OK?“ He used his thumbs to spread my cheeks apart, my ass hole on display. “Of course. Harmon here just wants to take a peek. Isn’t that right Harmon?” “Yes. I’d love to see inside of him. How about you spread his hole open more?“ Harmon walked up behind me. Grandpa stuck two fingers in my ass and started stretching me open. It hurt a little but I could feel myself opening up. “There, isn’t that a lovely wet cave he has?” Grandpa giggled, proud of showing me off like some sort of toy. “Oh yes. I can see inside of him nicely.“ Harmon stepped forward and put a hand on my ass, he was still stroking his cock as he got closer. “I think I’m going to spunk soon. Do you mind if I kiss his cave with my tip?“ “A few little love taps won’t hurt.” Harmon started slapping his dick on my ass, sliding up and down my crack, I could feel his foreskin glide over my hole as he rubbed it up and down. Then he positioned the tip directly at my opening, his foreskin kissing my hole almost like a suction cup. “Grandpa, isn’t this a bit much?“ He was still spreading my ass open for Harmon. “Don’t worry. I’m here. Nothing bad will happen to you. Just be a good boy and keep that ass up so my friend can see.” “Yes, his ass feels hot and slick. It’s going to make my sausage ooze in the moment.” Harmon kept stroking his dick at my entrance. Grandpa studiously holding my ass open. Then somebody else walked up to us. “Mr. Lewis is that you? Long time no see.“ I didn’t know who it was. They were out of my peripheral. Grandpa Lewis turned his head away and started engaging in small talk with the stranger. He was no longer looking at me and Harmon, but he still had his hands on my ass. I could hear Harmon grunting as he rubbed his shaft. Harmons hips started to move in once grandpa Lewis’s gaze was away. I could feel his cock head emerging from out of his foreskin as it dug inside of me. It slipped inside of me easily along with several inches of this shaft. Both of his hands were on my hips as he started to fuck me raw. I was too afraid to say anything. I was waiting for grandpa to look back and stop what Harmon was doing. “Oh yeah, that ass feels better then my own son’s boy.“ He then started slamming into me balls deep. His thrusting hurt, his thin cock felt like it was stabbing me on the inside. His hips smacking my ass, but his hips also smacked grandpa‘s hands as well. “What’s this? Oh Harmon. You silly old goat. Get that dirty thing out of there. You have a higher viral load then I do. He ain’t ready for that. He’s still neg” Harmon continued fucking me. “Just a moment. I’m getting close. I just need to dump my spunk in him and you can have him back.” “Nope. No more let’s get you out of there.” “How about a few more seconds? Just a bit? Maybe 20 or 30 or a minute?” “Ugh, fine you desperate old fart. You get 30 seconds but then pull out.” Harmon went to town drilling into me, moaning the entire time. “Grandpa he can’t!” I protested. “It’s only a little while. Harmon here doesn’t get much action. He’s older then what a lot of the other guys like. Just let him feel ya a few seconds longer.” “Yeah… oof oh fuck. A few seconds is all I’ll need, oh shit.” Harmon was getting really excited. Grandpa was studiously watching Harmon fuck my ass. A few guys in the room were watching us and jacking off. Harmon started to increase his pace. His hips slapping into me as I could feel his dagger jab my guts. His cock felt hard as a rock and my insides could barely take his harsh thrusts. “Oh fuck that’s good! Oh fuck! Oh it’s coming!” “And that’s time! Come on time to pull out.” Grandpa instructed. “A few more seconds! Oh! Oh!” “Perhaps. Are you cuming?” “Yes! Fuck I’m cuming now! AAAGH!!” Harmon arched his back and slammed balls deep. I felt his cock burry deep in me. Deep into the upper parts of my intestines, deeper than what it felt like it should have done. ”OOOOoooooh….. beautiful ass… beautiful hungry ass…” “That’s my queue. Let’s get you out before your tip starts spewing.” Grandpa put his hands on Harmons hips and started guiding him out of me. Harmon resisted a bit. Keeping his cock firmly planted in me. “Come on, I can see your old balls pulsing as we speak. Out you silly old goat.” Grandpa pulled and got his cock to slowly slide out. As his cock slid out of me his foreskin was the last to exit, a trail of clear pre stringing between his cock and my hole. “Oh nuts. Guess I’ll just have to shoot it in one of the others.” Harmon walked off to find another hole to breed. My ass still hurt from his harsh stabbing. “That was a close one there Kenny boy. But at least Harmon there could enjoy your ass a little.” I stood up, as my cheeks closed I could feel Harmons goo sticky between them. “Grandpa he almost came in me!” “But he didn’t. Fallow me, I need to take a piss.” Grandpa led me by the hand weaving between the questionable men, some of them copped a few fields of my dick and ass as we passed. We entered a bathroom together where he positioned me between him and the toilet. “OK Kenny, I want you to get on your knees. This next lesson I want you to drink all of grandpa‘s piss.“ “What!? Why? I don’t think I can do that!” He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees, he pointed his cock in my face. “Do you want to keep learning about gay life don’t you?“ “Well yeah I do, but this?“ He was waving his cock around, one hand on my face, the other on his dick rubbing it against my lips. “Then you need to know what it’s like to be a toilet for other men. You will be drinking plenty of piss from others. Perhaps you’ll drink a few loads from the guys here.” “But I don’t think I want to.“ As I opened my mouth to reply grandpa stuck his cock in my mouth. “Here’s the deal Kenny boy. I’m going to piss in your mouth and you’re going to drink it. Or if you don’t want to drink it I will have you switch places with the guy getting fucked in the middle of the room. What’s it going to be? My piss in your belly or poz cum from a dozen dirty men? I thought about my options. There’s no way I was going to get gangbanged like that. In comparison drinking some piss it didn’t seem so bad. I brought my hands up around grandpa‘s waist and started sucking his cock. “Good boy. Now you just relax and let grandpa fill you up.“ He put his hands on his hips and relaxed his body. He was looking at me and concentrating. There was about a minute of silence between the two of us with nothing happening. I was on my knees with my grandpa‘s cock in my mouth waiting for a torrent of urine to shoot out that I would have to do my best to drink. I knew that any second it was gonna come. The suspense was agonizing. Then I could taste it, grandpa started to squirt a few streams of piss into my mouth. It was salty and tart. I tried my best to swallow it, but then the stream burst fast. “Ahhhhhh… that’s nice.“ I was frantically trying to swallow as much as I could. Grandpa‘s piss was filling my mouth and shooting down my throat at high speed, some of it ran down my chin. I didn’t have a chance to breathe as I kept drinking the yellow flow. “Yeah that’s a good boy. You look so beautiful drinking your grandpa’s piss. I think I should have you do this every day.“ Eventually the stream calmed down and came to a stop. I swallowed the last mouth full and grandpa shook out the last few drops. My stomach felt full and my head was a little dizzy from the lack of air. Grandpa grabbed a towel to wipe off my face a little. I was still on my knees regathering myself. “You did well Kenny boy. I’m so proud of you. Now I need to go have a chat with my friend from earlier, how about you stay in here for a minute. You’ve seen how easy it is for these nasty men to slip up in you. i’ll be back soon.” Grandpa left me in the bathroom. I stood up and got to the sink, looking in the mirror. I looked at myself, half naked, wearing slutty underwear with my dick and ass exposed, just freshly swelled an older man’s piss and earlier had an old guy slipped his cock in me. I started to think about how I got to this point. I had come along way in just a few days. I was learning so much so fast. Being at this party was scary but there was some excitement in it too. I washed my face in the sink. Covering my face with my hands trying to get myself into a good headspace. Then I felt hands on my ass. It must have been grandpa. Was he back already? His dick was poking my ass. “You’re Mr. Lewis’s boy aren’t you?“ I looked in the mirror and behind me was the sickly skeletal man who answered the door from when we first came in. He was behind me holding my hips. “Uh, yes sir. I’m his grandson Kenny.“ I was getting a little freaked out. I tried not to show it. I was alone in the bathroom with this strange man at a poz party. My ass was exposed and he was behind me aiming his cock towards me. “Did I hear that right earlier? From when Harmon was fucking you? You’re neg?” He was rocking his hips back-and-forth, the tip of his cock massaging my slippery hole. “Yes sir. Grandpa wanted to show me what a poz party looked like. I am kind of new to the gay scene.” “That’s nice of him to bring you here. But you can’t be neg anymore, right? After Harmon fucked you and I’m sure Mr. Lewis has already bread your hole multiple times.“ “No, Mr. Herman pulled out and went to fuck somebody else. Grandpa has been inside me but he hasn’t shot inside me yet.“ “Yet? So I have access to a still virgin boy pussy?“ he was starting to push against my ass. “Yes sir, but I don’t want to get fucked here. I’m just observing. Yeah don’t think grandpa would like me doing this in here.” “This can be our little secret. You can’t come to a poz party without some poz come inside you. I’ll just slip in and blow off my load. How about that?“ “I don’t think so. Maybe I should leave.“ “Hmm, how about I just jack off and blow my load all over your ass cheeks? Good compromise?“ “Um… I guess so…” “Good, get on the floor. And bring that ass up.“ I did as instructed. I was on my knees, facedown on the floor of the bathroom, my ass was up in the air and the man squatted above me stroking his cock, and rubbing my ass. “Spread your cheeks apart. Let me see that hole.” I spread my ass cheeks apart. He was cock slapping me. I could heal his tip tapping against my ring. “Stick a couple of fingers in there. Spread it open. I want to see inside of you.“ I stuck my two index fingers in my ass and tried my best to spread my whole open for him. There was resistance but I felt like I was able to get it open some ways. “That’s good, I can see down inside of you. You’re a good little slut aren’t you?“ I didn’t know how to respond to that, I just wanted him to get off and be done with it. He put a hand on my back and slid his shaft up and down my spread open asshole. I could feel his hand bump me as he was jacking off. He then positioned the tip of his cock at my opening, and was applying pressure. “Fuck yeah I’m going to blow my load all over your ass boy.“ “Yes sir please shoot your load.“ Good, he was going to finish up and I couldn’t get out of there and find grandpa. “You’re ready boy? Are you ready for my poz cum?” “Yes sir…” “Fuck here it comes!” I could feel the motions of his hand vigorously stroking his cock as he was getting ready to ejaculate. The tip of his cock still poking my hole as he was winding up to spurt. “Shit! AAH! YEAH!” I felt his cock blast it’s sperm. My ass was getting covered with it. Stream after stream of hot white sticky lava trenching my asshole and running down my taint, covering my balls. “Oh fuck yeah. Look at all of that. It’s all pooling on that slut hole of yours.” The man then grabbed my ass and squished my cheeks together. I could feel the cum gush out from between my cheeks. I stood up and wandered to the door. I wanted to leave. “Thanks. That was fun. Next time you should let me shoot it inside you.“ I left without saying a word. I tried looking for grandpa amongst the party. The lights darkened and few ambient sources gave little visibility. It seemed like they were setting the mood for more intense play. It was hard to find grandpa around. He was shorter than most so wherever he was he wasn’t visible through the crowd. I weaved between body after body wandering around the apartment. I felt a few hands touching me as I wandered. Cum was still dripping down my ass. I felt a couple hands trying to reach between my cheeks and enter my ass, but I walked away and kept the search. I tried fiddling with my zipper to close myself up so I wouldn’t get any more intruders. I zipped myself down covering my dick up and tried reaching behind me to cover up my ass as I was walking but I was interrupted as a bunch of guys on the floor in front of me were fucking one another blocking my path. one of them was a chubby middle-aged bear on his hands and knees sucking another guys cock. I stopped to try to find a way around them. That’s when I felt a pair of hands on my hips. The guy behind me didn’t say a word. I was trying to walk away but the crowd around me was closing in and I was having a hard time looking for an opening. The stranger behind me then took his cock and started slipping it between my ass cheeks. With the forceful thrust he jammed his cock deep up in my ass and started fucking me standing up. The initial intrusion startled me a bit making me freeze up a little. He got seven or eight thrusts in me before I pulled away and got on my hands and knees. I decided that I would try to crawl underneath the chubby bear sucking cock since underneath him seem to be the only way to get through. The bear was caressing me as I was shimmying under his belly. His hands were pulling down my underwear. He stopped sucking the guy in front of him and as I was almost on the other side, the bear swung his leg over and laid his bodyweight down on top of me. I felt him plunge his short but very thick cock in me and grab my shoulders. He began fucking me and I heard the loud slaps of his belly and hips smacking into my body. His large weight pinning me down. He was grunting like an animal as he was hammering away. I couldn’t move. My hole was getting assaulted. His fat cock going in and out of me sounded like wet sloppy plunging. I could feel myself getting stretched by him. He must have been as thick as a soda can. As he was going to work on me I was trying to think about how to get out of the situation. But I couldn’t move. The chubby bear was having his way, thoroughly enjoying my ass. I felt like he fucked me for about 10 or 15 minutes. Then he changed positions. He got up on his knees and pulled my ass up and started jamming his cock in and out of me hard and fast. I tried taking the opportunity of the new position to get away but he was holding me tight at the hips. As he was fucking me he eventually came to a sudden halt and thrusted his hips forward hard and deep. After a few seconds his grip loosened up and I took that as my opportunity to crawl away, his short fat cock popping out of me with a squelching sound. I crawled through the bodies. My underwear were gone at that point. Grunts and moans filled the dark room. The smell of body sweat and sex was everywhere. Another guy grabbed me as I crawled and positioned over me. Before I could get away he plunged his cock in me too. He was longer then the bear but not as thick. He swung his leg over and stepped on my face. Fucking me with his dirty foot smearing me. It stank and was sweaty. He thrusting was frantic and clumsy. His foot rubbing all over my mouth nose and face. With out any other optioned I stuck my tongue out and started licking his foot. Hoping that would turn his attention towards foot play instead of fucking. I think I was right. As I sucked his toes he stopped fucking. He let me lick his foot for a moment then pulled his cock out and walked away. I tried to find some place to go where I could get away from the party. I couldn’t see grandpa but then again I couldn’t see anything very clearly. Just body shapes. At one point I found a door in a hall. It must have been a bedroom or something, I figured I could wait there. The door was locked so I couldn’t get in. But there was a hole in the door a couple feet off the ground. It looked big enough for me to squeeze through. I tried crawling through but it was tight. I made it halfway but my hips were stuck. Inside the bedroom was as dark as the rest of the apartment with only a few dim lights around the room giving vague ambient lighting. Not enough to see anything clearly. There were bodies in here too. It seemed almost as full as the main room. I contemplated wither to try and squeeze all the way in or get out and head for another part of the apartment, but then I felt another cock penetrate me. Someone was fucking me with my ass sticking out of the door hole. I tried pulling myself in the room but another guy shoved his cock in my mouth. I couldn’t see who it was but it was an average sized cock. The guy on the other side of the door kept fucking me as I was getting mouth fucked. I couldn’t concentrate on blowing him since the ass pounding was harsh. The guy in front of me gave up and resorted to just jacking off and blew a load in my hair, I could feel it run down my forehead. The guy fucking me eventually stopped but as soon as he left my ass another cock replaced it. This cock was long and thinner, stabbing my guts. His fucking was slow and steady. Someone else grabbed one of my feet and I felt something warm and wet rubbing on it. As it ran up my sole and over my heel, I could feel his balls with my toes. He was fucking my foot. On the other side I felt some one lift my other foot and started sucking my toes. I had to admit that having my feet worked over by two guys was hot but this situation was not ideal. One guy licking my foot, another fucking my other foot and a cock in my ass. In the room there were two other guys jacking off over me. I guess I had to expect more cum loads to the face. But a third guy who was tall and fat walked over. He turned around and put his ass in my face. A couple of the other guys pushed my face in there and I had no choice but to lick his ass. His hole was big and wet. He was clearly fucked fresh. I stuck my tongue in there and worked his hole around. It was very cummy. I rimmed him for a good bit of time when I felt him start pushing. Among the party noises I could make out him grunting. His hole pushed toward my mouth and a burst of cum filled my mouth. This man was feeding me his cum loads straight from his ass! I did my best to swallow it but then he pushed again and another gush of cum came out. My mouth filled again with strong flavored cum and I swallowed it again. I thought that would be enough but his ass wouldn’t stop. It was gushing another load. Holy shit how many guys fucked this man?! I swallowed the cum and he filled my mouth again. I must have drank five or six mouths full of ass cum from this guy. Eventually he ran out and I licked his as clean. He seemed satisfied and left. The other guys around me shot their loads on my back and face. Meanwhile on the other side of the door there was a different cock in me. I hadn’t even noticed the change. From the long cock to this cock. I couldn’t tell how long he had been fucking me but he pulled out of me and started fingering me. He put two fingers in, then three. Then he tried putting four fingers in. He was pushing in hard and my ass was hurting bad from it. At that point I knew what he was trying to do. I didn’t want to get fisted! I put my hands on the door and pulled my ass through as hard as I could. I was successful and my ass popped through the door hole and the man’s fingers left me. I was all the way in the room now. My feet were wet and slimy with slobber and cum. I had cum dripping down my head and my belly was full of grandpa’s piss and several loads of ass cum. What the hell have I gotten myself into? I looked through the dark and between the bodies I could so someone familiar, it was an older short man. That had to be grandpa. My ass hurt too much to stand so I crawled over to him. I saw his feet and started kissing them hoping that would get his attention. Grandpa raised his foot and let me suck his toes. The flavor was definitely him. ‘That’s right grandpa, it’s me.’ I though to myself. He must have recognized me because he walked behind me and grabbed my hips to help me up. Finally I could get out of here. But then I felt my ass get poked with a familiar giant mushroom cockhead. ‘Oh shit he doesn’t see it’s me!’ Grandpa then slammed his cock in me balls deep. It hurt so bad getting that monster cock so deep so fast. His fucking was different. It was bestial, unrestrained. I could feel my insides getting torn apart by his battering ram. I opened my mouth to say something when another cock went in my mouth. It was long and thin and had sagging forskin. It was Harmon. Harmon was throat fucking me. I was being spit roasted by my grandpa and someone who could possibly be old enough to be his dad as well. The two of them fucked both my holes without mercy. Grandpa slammed away like he was at an Olympic event. Harmon jamming his cock down my throat. Poking it into my esophagus. I didn’t know how long I could take it. But then Harmon pulled out. I coughed, trying to catch my breath. My throat was sore and I wasn’t able to speak in that moment. Harmon walked around and said something to grandpa. Was that it? Did they finally recognize me? No, not yet. Grandpa pulled me onto his lap as he sat on the floor. Harmon got in front of me and sat with his legs wrapped around grandpa. The two of them positioned their cocks together and guided my ass down on the booth of them. I was getting double penetrated! Both their tips pressed against me and my body was being lowered down. My ass opened up and swallowed both of them. I was lowered down and I felt them slip up into me and they moved my body making me ride them up and down. Harmon in front of me stuck his tongue in my mouth and was making out with me, his spit taste like cum and feet. More specifically grandpas feet. I was surprised that I could recognize his flavor on Harmon’s mouth. He must have given grandpa foot service before I came. Harman explored my mouth with his tongue as grandpa bounced me up and down on both of their cocks. Normally two at once would be too much but beer can bear definitely helped loosen me up. Someone came over to grandpa and had his suck their cock. He must have really enjoyed it because his attention was off of me and onto the man he was sucking. Grandpa pulled out of me and started giving robin his head to the stranger. I was left sitting in Harmons lap. He was still kissing me and throwing his tongue in me. Arman positioned me on my back on the floor and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He was now sucking me quickly like he did last time. In this position with my legs spread I could feel his cock sinking deep into me, deeper than last time. It was painful and I don’t think my guts were supposed to get sucked that deep but he plowed away regardless. He was looking me in the eye as he was plapping away. I think he knew who I was. He’s leading close to me as he continued his drilling, nearly fooling me and a half. He licked my ear a little as he whispered to me. “I’m glad I could have your ass again. You are a good boy for spreading your ass for me. I’m going to make you my slave boy. How about you come home with me? I’ll be your grandpa. And I will do things to you that he would never dare try.” His fucking continued. “No, I have a grandpa. I want him to do those things to me.” I could barely think with his harsh assault on my insides. “Well I’m going to sneak you out of this party with me. Tie you up in my bedroom. You would like that wouldn’t you? Being a sex slave to this dirty old man?” I couldn’t say anything. My body felt completely at the mercy of his cock drilling into me. Then his fucking stopped. Harmon got up and took me by the hand. “Come now while he is preoccupied. You’re coming with me.” Arman was guiding me out of the bedroom. Opening the door with the hole in it and then out into the hallway. He was wheezing me between last phone bodies left and right looking for the door. Holy shit I thought to myself, what’s happening? Is he really taking me to his place? What sort of things would he want to do to me? Would grandpa know where I was? we were by the front door of the apartment now, Herman was getting ready to exit with me when he stopped and turn towards me. He grabbed me by the head and pulled me in for another kiss with tongue. I could hear guys around his grunting and moaning still it sounded like some of them were fairly close. As Carmen made out with me he ran his hands down my back and grab my ass cheeks and spread them apart. “Hey you there. Are you blowing a load? Here dump it in this.“ What? Who is he talking to? Then suddenly somebody came up behind me and slammed his cock up my ass to the hilt, he thrust in me three or four times then granted loudly in my ear. He lunged his hips forward pressing me into harming and held that position for a moment then relaxed and let out a sigh. He stepped back and pulled out. “I’m going to be giving you a lot more than that Kenny. I promise you, he won’t be recognizable when I’m finished.“ Armen open the door to the hallway and pointed me in the direction of the exit. I didn’t want to go, I wanted to go back and find grandpa. I felt my body freeze up in fear. Armin went behind me and forcefully jammed his cock up in my ass again and started fucking me standing up. Every thrust of his cause me to take another step forward closer into the darkness of the hallway and away from the party. When we got out in the hall Harmon was still thrusting his cock into my ass as he reached for the door to shut it behind us. That’s when I realized what was happening. I was being taken by this horny elderly predator, going to his apartment to do God knows what. I looked behind me to see back into the party, the dim ambient lighting was barely visible but then went totally black as Harmon shut the door. He kept fucking my ass making me walk towards his place. He opened the door and fucked me in side the threshold and shut it behind him.

How it should be, poz is the seed of S.atan. I want to be converted ideally in a Satanic ritual. I’m sure many do or would want to.

I guess I should mention, I’m a dealer, distributer, delinquent, deep dicking druggie. My suppliers are good, and my payment varies. When I first moved to this little Texas town, I was just happy to have my own place. Finally out of my parents place. Finally out on my own. Finally able to really pursue my entrepreneurial endeavors. I started selling when I was 15, and over the course of 4 years I’d built good solid professional relationships with the worst types of people. I knew how to run them from city to city, hide them, and just my luck I had such an innocent face, I’d never been busted for anything. Now in this do nothing town I could really be the king of my own area. But this story isn’t about how I became big, or how I dropped out of college but kept my apt only blocks away from campus. This story isn’t about having the best X, T, MJ for miles and how I sold it cheap to all the college boys and girls. This story isn’t about how I found out I was gay, or my first string of gay hook ups. This story isn’t even about how I got pozzed from all the bareback fucking I was doing. No. This story is about Leo. Leo the black haired, dark eyed. 5’9, 195 lbs, 22 year old, natural, muscle jock with an emo/skater self grown self-hatred of how much he wanted big dick up his ass. My God, If I believed in God, I would have said he was Him and worshiped that muscle ass till my dick fell off and then some. How can you describe perfection seriously? The guy looked like he walked off a porno shoot, with a face so sad and mopey that he practically begged to be used. He was huge, and hot, and the moment Jesse, my regular customer, a lil amature tweeker walked in with this hunk shuffling silently behind him. My jaw hit the floor so fast I got a nose bleed. No joke, my nose started bleeding, and sure maybe it was from the line of coke I had a few hours before, but I’d never over done myself before, I was always in control, and seeing him was a whole other story. Mind blown. I regained my composure quickly and tossed away the shirt I wearing as I used it to wipe the drops from my upper lip. I smiled to myself as it was their turn for their jaws to drop. What can I say, I was hot too. Just not Leo hot. I guess I should also let you know that about me. My grindr profile says 5’11 160 Latino Muscular single Jock Tribe. I was toned and slim with good rounded muscles in all the right place just proportionate to my lean frame. Tall, lankey, muscley and just slight peach fuzz of hair in all the right places. I was 27 and could pass for 23 and my swimmer/runner/biker jock frame, yes druggies can also be athletes, have you never heard of Lance Armstrong?, made even the straight boys think twice about their sexuality. You can verify it with some of my straight customers. I made a point to play off my nose bleed as just me taking off my shirt and it seemed like it worked just enough, or maybe the two boys were just taken aback by my sudden strip show, either way, They were fresh out the gym and I was ready to give Leo a whole different type of workout. “Hey sorry about Leo, he just tagged along but he’s cool” Jesse spoke up . It was also the first time I learned Leo’s name. Jesse was a slim tall boy with no muscle, me at 18, with a nice firm bubble butt, not me at 18, and the face of cute little puppy dog, and I still got mine, and yes, I’ve fucked his hole since his freshman year, put so much toxic jizz up his little pussy, made hims scream in high heaven pleasure and pain, turned him into a total cum dump, and helped him through all his latent daddy issues. Basically, the boy be my bitch. He’s working on his master’s in psychology and I could tell he’d been working out, which was the whole reason I invited him over. I wanted to try out the updates on his goodies. From the look of his whining face, I could tell he was kind of hoping the exact same thing, but Leo ironically enough cock blocked us both for totally different reasons. I had Jesse’s bag of MJ all ready to go, and handed it to him with a shrug, and nod at Leo. He nodded back, and unconsciously an evil little smirk crossed my mind. “Gay, Straight, Bi, or you don’t know.” I asked bluntly. I couldn’t remember if the drugs turned off my filter or this was just my natural persona. Leo was taken aback and blinked so fast you’d have thought I slapped him. My evil grin turned into a smile. “Fuck you.” He said and a stupid smile broke out across his face. I smiled back, so I’ll take that as gay gay gay, I thought. “I don’t have any money…” Jesse broke in. Honestly, I had kind of forgotten he was even there. “You know what that means.” I replied moving my eyes slowly back to him from Leo. Jesse broke out in a little giggle and Leo looked at him awkwardly. “You smoke?” I asked him. “Yeah…” He replied knowing that there was something missing in the conversation. Just not knowing that is was my dick up his cunt. “Well lets smoke. Shut the fucking door” I said bluntly again. Jesse instinctively walked to the living room sat on the couch and start rolling up papers. Leo and I looked at each other for a while. I picked up my joint, lit it, inhaled and passed it to him. He took it and did the same. Jesse was right, he was cool. I waved him to living room sitting in a large chair while he took a seat on the couch between Jesse and me. He took another puff of the joint and passed it back to me right before breaking out coughing. I smiled more. As the joint ran out, I lit up a bowl of Jesse’s still unpaid for bag, and passed it around, letting my lips lick around the tip of the pipe as Leo passed it to me, trying to taste his lips off the pipe itself. The high was setting in I could see Leo’s face smiling idiotically and Jesse was in his own little world, looking hungry and begging. I guess now was as good a time as any. I patted my hand on my crotch and Jesse crawled off the couch slowly eyes half open n red and began rubbing his face in my sweat pants mouth open and drooling. I looked up and saw Leo staring while high little Jesse was trying to suck my dick out of my pants. His mouth was open eyes fixed on what he was seeing. Jesse was moaning and drooling a nice wet stain around my cock till finally I push my pants down and let my fat dick slap him in the face. I was only 7 maybe 7.5 inches but the thickness is what got guys. I couldn’t tell you how many inches around it was, but just hold a beer can, its thicker than that without question. My eyes were fixed on Leo as he was fixed on my cock. His eyes were wide, as so many other guys found out before him, my dick was not one to be sucked. My cock was for opening up sweet boy holes. Jesse drooled and licked and stuffed his face, till he looked up and saw me looking at Leo and Leo looking at him. Jesse switched gears and crawled to Leo, He unbuttoned Leo’s pants, and then it was my turn to be surprised. He was sporting a beautiful 8 inch buttfucking pole. Jesse nearly squealed with delight as he swallowed Leo whole causing Leo’s head to fall back and a soft moan escaped his lips. My cock began to drip as I stroked watching Leo receive Jesse’s amazing head. Jesse drooled and slobbered and moaned over and over sucking in Leo’s cock as if he was trying to use it to breath. Leo’s hips began to buck into Jesse’s throat as he was losing control to pleasure and high. His eyes shut as his bucking was getting rougher and rougher then suddenly he opened his eyes and looked directly at me stroking my dick. “I’m gonnacum!” he announced looking right at me. “Cum.” I said softly returning his stare and without breaking eye contact, he shuddered shivered and filled Jesse’s mouth with cum. I nearly came myself. Jesse had just pulled off his cock, when Leo stood up, pulled his gym short up, adjusted himself and made for the door. “I got to go” he said, and without waiting for a response he left. I looked at Jesse who looked just as confused as I was, but I was also pissed. I walked to door locked it and looked at Jesse, “Bedroom. Now.” I said and he crawled to the room, tossing clothes off as he went. When he reached the bed he bent over the side and with out a word, I spit in my hand and shoved my unlubed cock at his hole. He screamed, “DADDY! SLOWLY PLZ!” “FUCK THAT!” I responded. I was pissed, at Leo, at myself. “Fuck slowly!” I pushed my cock at his hole again, it began to open. The familiar hole knew what was coming and was trying to catch up. I pulled out spit on his hole, onmy cock head and pushed again. This time Jesse’s twink hole gripped my cock and he screamed again. I began to shove my cock into the warmth of his ass shoving open the walls of his ass as he screamed into the sheets biting them grabbing ahead trying to pull his body off the side of the bed away from me. I pulled back a bit and saw red on my cock. Fuck it. I thought I spit down where my cock lay on his hole and shoved again not stopping for his screaming for his hole till my balls reached his ass. Usually Jesse was much higher when I abused him like this. And his hole had already had my cock at least once that hour. I just wasn’t in the mood today. I gripped his hips and slammed his hole again and again while he screamed and tried to run. After what felt like only a few minutes to me, I pulled out and could see my cock was covered with pink and redcream. As I flipped him over his eyes were tear streaked. “You want lube.” I asked grabbing the T laced lube. He nodded vigorously while sucking in the tears. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked He shook his head vigorously now and opened his legs and ass. I couldn’t help but lean in a kiss him. Despite it all, he still loved it. As my tongue pushed into his mouth, I pushed 3 fingers and a large glob of laced lube in his hole. He let out a dull but strong noise into my mouth on my tongue as I worked the lube and the fingers in on him, and I kept my mouth on him while I applied a second serving, and by the end of it his moaning softened head rolled back and I pushed my cock back into him. He gasped and moaned, “ Ohhhhhhhhddaaaady.” I fucked him steadly popping his hole again and again, and all he could do was repeat his mantra, “Ohhhhhhhhdaddy” I couldn’t cum. All I could think about was Leo. I smoked and fucked Jesse’s hole all afternoon, night into the next morning till I couldn’t stand it anymore. Jesse’s hole was a gaping train station that could park a ford focus and by the end of it I still couldn’t cum. Jesse lay now on the floor breathing, and had stopped making sounds shortly after 3am. It was noon now and he just lay there. Slowly his legs came down as I left to kitchen and when I came back he was still laying there. I lit up a joint and told him I was going to the gym. I called a buddy of mine to come to the house and watch him while I was out. I came back a little after 5, and heard sex noises going on when I got to my front door. My buddy and another mutual friend of ours were in the middle of plowing Jesse from both ends, when my friend looked up I couldn’t help but notice he looked bored. “What the fuck you do to this guy.” He asked, “His hole is a fucking cave.” I couldn’t help but smile, “Same thing I’ll do to you if you don’t get the fuck out of my house. Take him too” The dressed up and helped carry Jesse out of my house. I wish I could say this was the first time this had happened, but Jesse was a tweaker at heart, and trips to my house usually ended this way for him. I’m sure I’d see him again in a month or two...then after a moment remembering the night before, maybe three.

CHAPTER SIX – JONNY I step into the stall with Jonny. He straddles the toilet and pulls me toward him. I giggle a bit as I step up to him. Our bulges again pressing together in our jock straps. I run my hands over his ripped body, admiring his tattoos. Naturally, as if some mysterious force is pulling us together, our lips touch. I kiss him deeply, moaning into his mouth. His hands wrap around my smooth, wet, firm body. His energy feels different. Jonny – How old are you, really? Me – Eighteen. Jonny – So experienced and depraved for being so young. We stare at each other as our leaking cocks press together. He reaches down and slowly pulls out his uncut thick hard cock. He takes my hand and guides it just above his cock. As I look down, I see a tattoo centered over his cock. I circle my hand around it. Jonny – Do you know what that means? Me – I’ve seen it before, but no. Not really. Jonny – You like being here tonight, all these men dying to fuck you and use your slutty little body? Me – Mmmmm oh I really do. I fuckin love it. Every single bit of it! Jonny sits down on the toilet, running his hands over my legs and ass. Pulling me over him as I straddle his sexy body. His cock hard and sticking up. Jonny – You’re not really that naïve, are you? Not some innocent little gay boy, are you? Not the preppy schoolboy you act like around your friends and family? I shake my head. Jonny – Are you on PREP? I shake my head. Jonny – Why not? You know it’s dangerous letting random men fuck you bareback. Me – A while back I hooked up with this older guy who got off on me giving myself up to him completely. Letting him use me. Fuck me. Cum in me with nothing in-between us. Not even PREP. Jonny – Did that turn you on? Me – Oh god yes. Jonny – Why? Me – I love being used. You know that. We move closer together. My lips only inches from his. Jonny – Why else? Me – I love the risk! Jonny – Hmmmm good boi. You are a nasty slut at your core! Your soul is consumed of filthy sex! I nod at him. Grinning wide. Jonny – Do you know what Marc meant when he said his cum is dirty? I shrug my shoulders. Me – Not really. I’ve heard it before. They’re always filthy sex pigs, I suppose. What does it mean? I ask him as I gently kiss his lips. Jonny – Bugs, kid! It means they’re such fucking sex pigs that they have STDs. Mostly, they’re cum is unmedicated and shooting HIV. I gulp. Holding myself in front of him. Looking in his eyes. My cock is rock hard. I could have guessed that. But fuck my life, it is so hot to hear him say it. Seeing this man and hearing him talk to me like this makes me glow. Me – You mean, HIV positive, like AIDS? Jonny – Yeah, maybe that. Never know. Everyone is welcome at places like this. And everyone here wants your fresh ass! Me – Mmmm fuck. And you? Are you dirty? Jonny – Yes. Me – How dirty? Jonny – Extremely dirty. Me – And dangerous? Jonny nods. Me – So if I do this, I’d be putting myself in serious risk? I line his cock up to my ass. Oh it feels so good, just the tip of it touching my puffy hole. Jonny – Fuck yeah, faggot. Careful. You’re in loads of risk. Me – Will I catch something? Jonny – Almost guaranteed, slut. If you… Me - …if I do this? I slide my ass down on the tip of his cock, letting his cockhead into my hole. Mmmm I moan out as I push down, still just teasing him a bit. Then holding. Jonny – Oh fuck yeah, if you do that, I’m gonna unload my fucking dirty cum into your cunt, bitch! Me – Mmmm I want that. Fuck yeah, I want you to unload your dirty cum in me. Jonny – Tell me faggot. Tell me what you really want. I sink down on his fat raw cock and moan out. My body feels euphoric, so complete and perfect in this moment. Me – Ohhhh fuck yah, I want you to POZ me, fucker! Jonny – Fuck yeah Braden, shout it faggot. Tell everyone in here what you want! Me – FUCKING POZ ME. KNOCK ME UP. I WANT IT! Jonny – Yeah bitch, ride my fucking toxic rod, jam that into your own faggot guts. You earned it faggot! I start riding his cock harder. Faster. Moaning as I bounce on his dick like a bitch in heat. I squeeze my lose ass around his cock, tightening down on it while he stirs the mixture of cum that cakes the inside of my bowels. I love every second of this and look down right at him as I ride his dick. Jonny – Yeah Braden, you wanna get knocked up in such a bad way, don’t you!? Me – Oh fuck yes, I DO! I want it bad. Fucking give me everything you got you dirty fuck! Jonny – Haha fucking good, bitch. Cause you’re getting way more than one bug out of my load! Me – Fuck yes! Good! Give it to me, harder. Whatever you want, I’ll do it. I want you to cum so badly. Jonny starts fucking up into my ass harder. It stings. I love it, even the pain. He slaps my ass hard as we both power fuck up and down on his lap. He lifts me up, lunging both of us upwards, making me suddenly fall back hard onto the ground. My back hurts and my head hits the ground, but I’m fixated on him. His cock never leaves my ass. I’m sprawled out on the ground of the bathroom floor next to the stall. He lifts my legs up and starts to power fuck me into the floor, my head pressed hard against the wall. I can see guys standing around watching, jerking. Both of us are grunting as we make raw animalistic love on the floor of the bathroom. My arms pressed against the wall bracing myself. Jonny – I’m gonna cum inside you, you stupid fucking cumdump faggot! Me – Fuck yes! Fucking pump me full of your toxic cum – give me your POZ load! Both of us grunting and groaning with every thrust of his cock balls deep into my ass. Jonny – Ohhh fuck yeah, bitch! Here it comes. Take my toxic babies you nasty faggot! We both scream YESSSSSSSSSSSS as he slams in balls deep and holds whiles his cock throbs and spews bug-ridden seed deep into me. My own cock erupts into the jock as I cum hands free. We hold still on the floor together for what seemed like fifteen minutes. I completely lose track of time. My senses slowly returning as I notice the group of guys around us, all jerking off. Jonny slowly pulls out of my ass and kneels in front of me. I slowly sit up. Looking at him. We both nod at each other. I lean forward and lick his cock clean, savoring that beautiful member that just gave me the most extreme and best fuck of my life. When I let his cock fall from my mouth, we both stand up. Me – Thank you. Jonny – Enjoy it. I’ll be fucking you again, anytime I can. We both nod at each other and he leaves. My jock strap is now completely soaked in cum. A middle-aged white guy with a nice looking cut dick, hard and surrounded by a red bush of pubes walks up to me. He doesn’t even smile, but runs his hand down the side of my body and touches the band of my jock strap. I turn and put both my hands on the bathroom sink, spreading my legs a little. I feel his cock slide between my legs and rub on my balls, then up, finding my hole. I relax as he pushes his bare cock inside me and starts to fuck me in front of six other guys. I watch Jonny walk out of the bathroom and think to myself, this is the best night of my life!

Always clean my cum up no matter where it lands.

It was football kit Saturday afternoon at the local club and that's where I met Kyle, he's a super slim, 6 pack lad with trackies and a chain. He fits in well with the rough lads but likes his luxuries too. On the night I met him we were both standing at the bar he'd just finished his drink. I asked him if he's like another - "totally - I deserve it don't I" he said winking. "Man, yes you do" I replied. We got chatting and starting talking about what we were into. As we spoke about barebacking I could see us both tenting our trackies - both packing a decent size. He was vers and I needed to blow a load - we headed to the back room and I slide his tracksuit down finding nothing but a bubble butt underneath. YES! Turned out he had pre-lubed so I knew he was a slutty one and slipped my cock into his hole. We gathered a little crowd and I felt amazing filling twinky Kyle in front of everyone - it was what they all wanted! A lad with tatts came up and shoved his cock in Kyle's mouth and he sucked it eagerly. With his tight hole and good looks it wasn't too long until I was shooting load after load in his hole. The tattooed lad moaned and filled his mouth not long after. As Kyle and I left the backroom he said - "thanks man - so hot - bet you loved it" and I said "wow boy yeah!" which got the response "better buy me another drink then". As we were back at the bar drinking he said "surprised you didn't ask my status since you shoved your raw cock in me". I was like "fair but neither did you but I'm neg so no need to worry". Kyle replied "I'd not mate - newly poz and not yet undetectable - but guess you were top so its ok. Now you know you'll still risk it for me - of course you will - I'm 22, with a six pack and basically perfect". i loved the lads cockiness! He said two pints down - need to go to the gents back soon. After about five or ten mins I thought seems like a while - with his cockiness I wondered if he left and was about to burst myself so went to the toilets too. They have quite the reputation in this bar so it was no huge shock to see Kyle sitting in the urinal with his top and trousers off and just wearing trainers. Whilst I'm an otter I loved the site of three big bears gathered round pissing on him and once one was done I took his place and let the flow start. By the time we were done the first bear had got hard and as Kyle bent to get his trackies the hairy bear slipped his big cock in to Kyles hole and the lad pushed back and accepted a deep sniff of poppers. That's right boy take my poz cock the bear growled and Kyle sniffed some more as the bear picked up the pace pounding the lads hole. Eventually he let out a big growl and burst into the lads ass. Perfect! After Kyle got dried off it was pretty much time to leave so we got our bags from the cloak room and put them on. I was like - "you not got any other trainers" and he said "nah - was a spur of the moment thing but it's ok cause its the afternoon session so the shops are still open. Plus you were one of the lads pissing so now your paying mate - I deserve it". I couldn't deny it. And he said "but don't worry you can see them on when we get home". I said "we're going to yours? Want more cum in you". And he replied "haha maybe - after today I need an ass to load - my balls are burstin and I love otters". I was like "will you wear condoms?" and Kyle replied "told you - I'm perfect - you'll risk it for ME". I wasn't sure I could do that but man I love bareback and his abs were amazing - there was the walk home to think about it...

SeeBefore I knew it a year had gone by. We buried my wife settled her estate. It turned out to be more sizable than I knew. Turns out she was a trust fund baby which I knew. But what I didn't know was how big the trust fund was. I was left with the ability to live modestly without ever having to work again. My younger son never came back home. He couldn't stand to be around family, his brother and i, without getting really depressed. He stayed with my in-laws. We had a good relationship but he wouldn't live with me anymore. He decided to go to England to private school and the grandparents foot the bill. My older son went off to college. The last couple of weeks my older son and I spent together before he went off to college we slept in the same bed every night. We made love most every night. I came to really enjoy my own son's beautiful body. Leaving my seed in him. Taking his seed into me. His first night in his dorm room his roommate hadn't showed up, so I stayed that night and christened his dorm room. I fucked him in his bed then we flipped and he fucked me in his roommate's bed. The next day his roommate showed up. He was a hot Hispanic boy. Nice brown skin, jet black hair. Totally white smile. Awesome personality. And fit as fuck. The two of them hit off right away. I was glad to see that. I was hoping they would get to have the kind of roommate relationship where they would satisfy each other. I took them both to dinner that night and as we were getting ready to go the roommate stripped off his shirt to put on a clean one. There over his left peck was a nice simple black, jet black biohazard tattoo. My cock immediately got hard and my son gave me a side long look. The roommate's name was Mario. when Mario stepped out to hit the john before we left my son and I talked about how hot he was and how hot it is that he has to biohazard tat. We were both hard and dripping by this time . We both wanted a piece of Mario. Mario came back and we headed out the door. I would swear he was checking out our crotches as we left. We had a great dinner together. Mario is a great guy and he and my son got along really well. As a matter of fact there seem to be quite a spark there. I couldn't stay another night so I dropped them off at the dorm. when I left them in front of the building I had little doubt that they would be sucking and fucking before the night was done. My son had gone back on prep so that meant there would be some bareback fun happening in the dorm tonight. I got back home and fell into a routine. I had built a new house out on the lake. It was a sleek modern house with a deck that went out into the water. I loved sitting out on the deck at night sometimes sleeping under the stars. I hadn't thought again about bug chasing. Life had been too strange. But now alone in the house the thought of it popped back up. I thought about my son and Mario fucking. I thought about Mario's poz seed filling up my son's body. I fantasized about my son throwing away his prep and letting Mario infect his hole. Letting Mario give him his virus. I had, oddly enough returned to church work. It's what I knew. it was familiar. And I was good at it. My sex life stayed pretty much in the closet for a while. I wasn't going to the porno stores very much. Even then I was just mostly sucking dick. I had not been back to the park where I first got poz fucked. But that desire started growing in me again. Mario and my son came home for Thanksgiving. By then it was obvious they were a couple. The last morning they were there, when they were scheduled to leave, I came down to make breakfast early. Mario was in the kitchen already making coffee. He was wearing some tight shorts and no shirt. His ass was perfectly round and looked hard and utterly edible. I the stood in the doorway and watched him. The way he moved was graceful and masculine. He said good morning and I good morninged back. He turn around to face me and we chatted for a couple of minutes as we chatted he came closer to me. I reached up and touched the biohazard tattoo. I told him it was hot. That I found poz guys to be a total turn on. I asked him how long he had been HIV positive. He told me his story. He was 16 and had just started experimenting. He went to a local cruise spot and started sucking cock. Soon things got out of hand and three guys dragged him off into the woods. By the time they were done he had three loads of his ass and two down his throat. He got sick a couple weeks later and about a year later had tested; he was positive. He said for a while he was really angry and would go around to the cruise spots and fuck unsuspecting guys. He got off on giving them the virus. Especially the married guys. He would seduce other boys and make them positive. He had a boyfriend for a while and that calmed him down. He was only slutty when he was single. He also told me he really loved my son and was committed to him. That he wasn't fucking around anymore. I asked Mario if he was planning on converting my son. If he planned on giving my son HIV and aids. Mario blushed and said that my son had been begging him to go off his meds. My son had thrown away his prep. He wanted to be fully connected to Mario that included carrying his virus. By now my cock was full hard. It was obvious. Mario was hard too. I reached down and grabbed the outline of his cock. And told him it was too bad he wasn't fucking around. Because I would love to leave my seed in his ass. I'd love to have him leave his seed in my ass. Mario glanced back down the hallway where my son's room was. Without a word he spun me around and pushed me up against the counter. With one hand he pushed my head down and bent me over. With the other hand he started stripping down my shorts. The next thing I knew his tongue was buried up in my hole. I was moaning like a whore. I couldn't believe this hot guy was about to fuck me. This hot poz guy was about to load my hole. My son' s boyfriend was gonna breed me. "Wait," I said to him."I thought you weren't going to fuck around on my son. I thought you were monogamous." He stopped tonguing my hole long enough to tell me that it was all in the family. That my son had told him all about our sexual adventures. That he thought it was so hot that my son and I fucked each other. And that he wanted to be a part of that. He went right back to eating my ass. I couldn't believe how good his tongue felt flicking around my hole. Pushing up into my body. Getting me wet and slick with this spit. I pushed back onto him. Grinding my ass against his face. I reached back and held his head in place, helping him push his tongue further up into me. Prepping my hole. Loosening it for his cock. I started moaning and begging for him to fuck me. "Fuck me mario. Fuck me now. Slide that cock up into me. Give me that seed. Give me that seed that's been in my son. Make us all a family. Give me your AIDS babies." Mario kissed his way up my back and as he reached my neck I felt the tip of his cock slide up between my ass cheeks. His aim was perfect. His cock hit my hole and started pushing in. I pushed out against him. That cock parted my hole so smoothly. I moaned loud and he clamped his hand over my mouth. "Shut up" he whispered,"this one is just between you and me. Keep quiet." I pushed back against him harder. The length of his cock slid up in me. I felt his balls against my ass cheeks. I started moving my hips in rhythm. Moaning. Begging him to breed me. He started pulling all the way out pushing back in, all the way out pushing back in. Pounding my hole really hard. His breathing got ragged. We both knew he wouldn't last long. My cock was rock hard and every time he pounded his cock deep into my hole my cock throbbed. Pre cum was gushing out of the tip. Mario was moaning. "fuck. fuck. Fuck. Feels so good. Just like your son." He picked up the pace. He was pounding my ass hard with long strokes. Fast strokes. It didn't take long before my gut knotted up. I started having that beautiful internal orgasm that guys have when they're getting fucked. My prostate spasmed, my cock spasmed. I began shooting rope after rope of cum onto the front of the counter. Moaning loud like a whore. Mario put his hand over my mouth again and told me to shut up. And as he did he pushed deep into my hole and held it there panting moaning to himself. I felt his cock expanding pulsing. I felt him shooting his cum deep into my body. I felt him unloading his toxic seed deep into my body. We stayed locked like that for a couple of minutes. Then his cock softened and slid out of my hole. I clinched up really fast to hold all his seed inside me. I turned around went to my knees. Cleaned up his dick. His cum was sweet. I stood back up and we kissed. A Long deep kiss. Nothing more was said between us. He pulled up his shorts and grabbed a couple of cups of coffee for he and my son. I just stood there and slowly reached down pulled my shorts back up. I turned around and licked my own come from the front of the counters. I stood and took a deep breath. My whole felt slick. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I grabbed my own cup of coffee and went back to my bedroom. I was still horny as fuck. I laid back on my bed and fingered my hole. I licked his cum off my fingers. And jerked myself slowly. I climaxed again. Shooting a ton of jizz all over my abdomen. I had not come like that in years. I dozed off for a few minutes. Next thing I knew my son was knocking on my bedroom door. "Hey Dad," he said "it's late. We've got to head out to get back to campus on time." I jumped out of bed threw on my shorts and t-shirt. I hugged my son. I apologized for not having breakfast for them. My son smiled at me a weird kind of knowing smile. "I understand dad" he said. "We'll get breakfast on the way." We walked out to the car together. Mario was there waiting. I hugged my son and gave him a kiss. A real kiss. Since Mario knew about us I didn't figure it would be a problem. My son got into the car. I walked around and gave Mario a hug and told him I look forward to christmas. Mario hugged me back. He leaned in and whispered, "I went off my meds two weeks ago. I could be toxic now." He stepped back and winked at me, "Christmas will definitely be a lot of fun." He smiled and jumped in the car. They drove off. And I went in the house, put on some running clothes, and headed off to the cruise park.

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We are telling the exactly the same experience on our journey to SAT AN . I sever Him in so many ways I won't mention them here , but well if anyone is interested ! I understood that I had to become Poz as SAT AN wished for me and did after having fun chasing the bug. I agree SAT AN , dark forces are close by, all around us. I was given my name by a Satanic High . TeivelPheonix . For which it is I value my name very highly ! and Honored to be given it! HAIL SAT AN